Wang Jian, who was in the air, looked at the bombarded flame fist, and was speechless in his heart.

In the original plot, An Shigeng didn't have this trick.

He's just juggling and doing some magic to surprise him.

When it comes to an important juncture, there is no great ability.

But when facing him, people were so awesome, and this stark difference made Wang Jian angry.

At the last moment, he put away the spear of Zhanger, and saw Long Zaitian in one move, resisting the flame fist.

But the power of the fist directly shook him back quickly, and his body also smashed into the corridor on the lake.

The violent impact made Wang Jian's heart uncomfortable, and taking advantage of the turmoil in his heart, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which made him feel more comfortable.

The warrior vomits blood, it depends on the situation.

Some of the bruises accumulate in the body, and on the surface they look normal, but in fact they aggravate the injury.

And this mouthful of blood can not only make the internal organs smoother, but also spew out the enemy's true qi that attacks the body.

The bruises fell on the hallway, and a puff of water vapor rose out, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Wang Jian relented, took out the second spear again, and pointed it at An Shigeng, who came over quickly.

"Hey, I really underestimate you if you still have such a skill."

"You've underestimated too much!"

"Big talk, who wouldn't!"

"Huh!"

Looking at Wang Jian's confident expression, An Shigeng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Wang Jian didn't care about him, although he was abused, he wouldn't give up easily. What a rare opportunity to fight with a master, he can feel it, and his understanding of marksmanship and true qi is much deeper.

This is caused by the vigorous exercise of stimulating the brain at the moment of life and death in battle, what a convenient way to do this.

In the future, as long as you force into the state of unity of heaven and man again, you may be able to get more benefits.

So, accumulate, accumulate, keep accumulating, waiting for an outbreak someday.

As for being abused now, count it as a ball, isn't this how life comes from?

Thirty blows from the fire went out wildly, one shot after another, each shot exceeding the power of the previous one.

Although An Shigeng surpassed him a lot, he still had to block in the face of successive attacks.

His palms and legs have become his combat weapons, and he can easily resist Wang Jian's attacks every time.

But it can be seen that after more than a dozen blows in a row, the power on Wang Jian's gun gradually increased, and it gradually lost its initial ease.

Perhaps it was because of his full attention, on the way to attack, Wang Jian's mind kept flashing Liaoyuan marksmanship and basic marksmanship.

Unconsciously, the angle of the spear in his hand was even more weird, and his strength gradually increased a lot.

Although each shot is weird, it does not pursue the trickiness of the angle, but the strength of the tip of the gun faintly has the taste of spiral, and when An Shigeng resisted, there was a faint trace of turning.

The signs weren't obvious, but they were already there, and they were clearly signs of a gradual deepening of his understanding of the way of the gun.

An Shigeng gradually lost his playful expression, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even worse.

Wang Jian's progress can be felt most clearly by him as an enemy.

Such an ever-improving enemy, and the means to suddenly take out a spear, that confident appearance, all represent the difficulty of this enemy.

Since it is an enemy, it is natural to wipe it out as soon as possible, this is the best choice.

At that moment, he no longer kept his hands, one palm of his hands was covered with flames, and the other hand was covered with ice, and they bombarded the tip of the spear respectively, and the power produced made Wang Jian's liver tremble.

The temperature of the flames was extremely high, and there were even signs of burning the spear of the second joji.

The cold ice makes the temperature drop rapidly, one cold and one hot, which makes people very uncomfortable. Even if you have true qi protection, you still can't bear it.

Wang Jian gritted his teeth and continued to bombard, and he didn't know if his comprehension exploded, and the swordsmanship of the flying immortals outside the sky kept flashing in his mind.

At this moment, Wang Jian was like being struck by lightning, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and his body was about to retreat sharply.

But it was An Shigeng's palms that exploded in an instant, and the power of ice and fire exploded like a cannonball, so that Wang Jian could no longer support thirty blows and retreated.

Looking at the other party's mocking smiling face, and not knowing where the potential came from, Wang Jian stepped on the ground, making the corridor tremble slightly.

The tip of the spear suddenly let out a sharp roar, and an invisible aura enveloped Wang Jian's body, and the spear was scattered in all directions, and it was incomparably sharp.

An indescribable aura erupted in an instant.

The scattered spears converged into a stream, turned into a spear, and roared towards An Shigeng.

This shot is extremely poignant, as ethereal and wonderful as a flying fairy.

There is even a sharp aura, which seems to accumulate more and more, and become more and more intense.

An Shigeng's sneering face was stunned, and in the face of this shot, his face was unprecedentedly serious.

Even Zhuge Zhengme, God Catcher, Iron Hand and others, who had already come to the lake, were a little surprised, and involuntarily looked in the direction of the two.

Rumble!

A terrifying wave of qi swept in all directions, and the already broken corridor under his feet suddenly burst open, and stones splattered in all directions.

Wang Jian spurted blood and retreated wildly, smashed into the water and never saw any movement.

And An Shigeng also retreated again and again, until he was stopped by the railing of the corridor.

He looked at the pierced hands, the two blood holes were particularly conspicuous, and they were still madly bloody.

Licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, the smile on his face was a little miserable.

"Okay, what an extraordinary genius, I even have a comprehension of the gun intent, I underestimated you!"

An Shigeng smiled, but there was not much smile on that smiling face.

He was shocked, but also very glad, if he didn't feel that something was wrong, he would go all out, otherwise he would have capsized in the gutter this time.

Who knew that Wang Jian, a martial artist in the early stage of congenital life, suddenly burst out with gun intent.

Although this gun intent is only a prototype and has just been touched, this alone is enough to crisscross the rivers and lakes.

"Damn it!"

Tie Shou and the others shouted one after another, and the cold-blooded and life-chasing even stepped on the water on the surface of the lake and rushed towards An Shigeng.

The iron hand smashed a divine soldier with one palm, and followed closely.

Zhuge Zheng happened to see the silver needle that suddenly shot out from the back of his head when he saw the iron hand slapping the Death God Soldier at this moment, thought about it slightly, and quickly had an idea.

I don't know how he did it, just grabbed it, and the entire lake was immediately enveloped by an invisible pressure, if ordinary people were standing here, maybe they would have to kneel.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a wave of qi erupted from him.

The divine soldiers of the Western Regions all over the corridor turned into ashes one after another, and they disappeared in ashes.

Only the silver needles were still suspended in mid-air, and when Zhuge Zheng closed his palm, these silver needles fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound.

An Shigeng was dumbfounded: "So powerful!" ”

He didn't have time to sigh, and the three chasing people had already rushed over and attacked one after another.

An Shigeng could only put away his shocked thoughts and resisted the siege of the cold-blooded three people one after another.

His magical power made the three of them careless, and they actually fell into an absolute disadvantage.