Rao is Wang Jian, but he was still unsteady by the force in his hand, his body staggered, and he couldn't attack anymore. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Erduo took advantage of the trend and kicked towards Wang Jian's chest.

Wang Jian stabilized his body, raised the barrel of the gun, and blocked Ordo's legs in front of him.

The right foot kicked at Ordo's vital point, and Ordo saw that it was useless, stepped on the steel gun, bounced up, and dodged Wang Jian's attack.

After a short time of fighting, the rabbit fell and opened the distance again.

Fang Shiyu on the side was about to move, but he saw Wang Jian attacking Ordo again with his gun, and he had to stop.

Although he is used to teaming up with Miao Cuihua, he is not familiar with Wang Jian, not to mention the appearance of the other party and the music he carries, which makes him extremely vigilant.

People who come don't know whether they are friends or foes, if they are shaded, then they will be miserable.

"Ordo, you will die today, this is the last battle of your life, let your blood become the nourishment for my growth."

Ordo plucked up all his internal strength, moved his body, especially his palms, and said coldly: "The anti-thief should punish the nine clans!" ”

As he spoke, he rushed towards Wang Jian.

Obviously, what he is most angry about is not that the other party regards him as nourishment, but that he rebels, and this guy's sincerity towards Qianlong is undoubted.

The steel spear swung and attacked the vital points around Ordo.

Ordo is experienced, and when dodging, it is easier than Li Xiaohuan.

It's just that Ordo is also painful, Wang Jian's marksmanship is accurate and fast, and he is full of strength.

kept blocking, but was forced to retreat step by step, making Ordo miserable.

Taking advantage of the gap between Wang Jian's attacks, the all-arm fist exploded, and a punch hit the head of the gun. The black gloves had some self-defense ability and didn't hurt him.

The figure repels, stepping on the water, standing on the water bridge.

Wang Jian was suddenly a little angry, is this guy bullying him for not doing light work?

"Fang Shiyu, when do you want to watch the play, hurry up and give it to me."

"You first, I'll wait for you."

Fang Shiyu's words made Wang Jian angry, this guy is really not powerful. Originally, he was a little embarrassed and ashamed when he faced Fang Shiyu for snatching Lei Tingting. But now, there is nothing.

He knew very well that Fang Shiyu was also guarding against him.

No one will casually trust someone who covers his head and face, that is not heroic but brainless.

"Damn it!"

Wang Jian didn't bother to care about this guy, stepped on the floor under his feet, and his figure exploded.

The steel gun in his hand stabbed the door of Ordomian sharply, and when it touched the water, he slapped the water with his feet and took advantage of the situation to bounce.

He doesn't know how to do light work, but he still knows something about light body lifting.

Li Xiaohuan has specially guided, but he is not familiar with it.

Erduo's eyes lit up, and taking advantage of the gap between Wang Jian and Fang Shiyu's conversation, he pulled out a bamboo pole and hit Wang Jian in the air. At the same time, his figure was rapidly retreating, dodging the attack of the steel spear.

Wang Jian's face remained unchanged, holding the gun and waving it, slapping it on the bamboo pole.

The bamboo pole was immediately swinged, and his figure was also standing on the water bridge.

As soon as he landed, he attacked Ordo.

He found out that the strength of Erduo and Fang Shiyu was probably around five or six hundred kilograms. This is an instantaneous explosive force, which should be the effect of internal forces.

Among the third-rate martial artists, this kind of strength is actually not low, after all, Wang Jian is now through the two serious, if it is just the body of an ordinary person, under the increase, the strength is only about two hundred kilograms.

Of course, in martial arts battles, strength is never the main thing. Coordination of various moves, continuous attacks, and maximum damage to the enemy is the mainstream.

Of course, one force will drop ten times, and it is not just talking.

Wang Jian can fight like this with Ordo, in the final analysis, it is because of his body.

It's just that because the physical fitness is too good, the increase effect of internal force is limited, and unless the cultivation is advanced enough, the increase is not large.

But at that time, it was enough to use purely internal force, and there was no need to waste it on amplifying the body.

The battle continued, Wang Jian became more and more comfortable with the fight, and his marksmanship became more and more powerful.

His basic marksmanship is already small, and then there is peerless marksmanship such as Liaoyuan Hundred Blows, and in marksmanship, he thinks that he will not lose to any martial artist in this world.

In the world of "Fang Shiyu", even low martial arts can't be said, it can only be said that there is some power beyond ordinary people.

A rookie like Wang Jian is the best world to adapt to martial arts.

"Slanted flirtation!"

A shot came from the bottom up, reaching Ordo's right hand holding the bamboo pole.

Ordo retreated again and again, and even deliberately increased the force of stepping on the water bridge during the retreat, and the water bridge shook, which immediately made Wang Jian's foothold unstable, and the offensive was also affected.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Ordo bamboo pole swung Wang Jian's neck sharply, and the bamboo pole was like a whip, making a piercing sound.

"Swift Potential!"

Wang Jian snorted, made a mistake under his feet, and his body shot out, like a flying swallow returning to the nest, stabbing at Ordo's chest with great agility.

Ordo was shocked and hurriedly dodged to the side.

However, the speed of this shot was too fast, and he couldn't dodge it, and was directly pierced through the shoulder.

"Thirty blows!"

Wang Jian shot successfully, drank lowly, kicked Ordo in the lower abdomen, pulled out the steel gun with blood, and bombarded Ordo's whole body.

The shadows of the guns are staggered and chaotic, but there is a rhythm that belongs to the marksmanship itself.

The Hundred Strikes of the Plain, which should not exist in this world, bloomed his own light at this moment.

In an instant, Ordo's figure paused, his body arched slightly, a gun pierced his chest, and the head of the gun on his back came out, still dripping with blood.

Looking at Erdo, who had lost all his breath, Wang Jian was a little dumbfounded.

This is the first time he has performed thirty blows, and thirty blows is a combo of dozens of shots, and there is no fixed move, so he launches an offensive according to the situation at the time.

But don't underestimate the thirty blows, each shot is a condensation of Wang Jian's own spirit, and it also has a spiritual locking effect, which is difficult to dodge.

Once you lose your first move, you may be beaten to the ground.

He thought that Ordo would fight with him for a while, after all, the other party was still so strong.

Unexpectedly, it was simply killed.

Although he was tired and weak, the rough breath he exhaled roared like a motor.

His body was not tired, but his spirit was too tired to work, and sleepiness hit him, and he was extremely uncomfortable. The little internal force in the body was also consumed cleanly, and even because of the excessive consumption, the meridians were a little stinging.

"Sure enough, with my current ability, if I can't make a contribution, I can only watch him be killed."

Muttering to himself, he pulled out the steel spear and brought out a large patch of blood.

Looking at Erduo, who had no breath in the water, Wang Jian sighed in his heart.

This is a warrior, either you die or I live.

If he hadn't killed Ordo in the attack he had taken this risk, he would have died.

As for firearms, they may not be effective at that time.

The warrior has not reached a certain level, and he really can't resist the bullet. But no one is stupid, and dodging bullets only requires paying attention to the gunman's hand.

"You really killed him?"

Struggling to get up, Fang Shiyu's surprised voice came from the side.