With the spear in his hand, Hu Jian's right hand held the barrel of the gun, and his left hand couldn't help but feel a little empty. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that he has been using a shield for too long, and now he is not used to changing back to a spear?

I knew that I shouldn't have promised Xia Hao to use a shield in the first place, so angry!

Compared with the spear in the cat's hand, the split horse gun in Hu Jian's hand was obviously longer, and this gun was originally a weapon used by ancient Chinese generals to fight on horseback.

And the split horse pistol in Hu Jian's hand has the same name as the gun used by Li Yuanji in ancient times, and the head of the gun is also equipped with a blood stopper, and Hu Jian even suspects that this is the same gun.

Seeing Hu Jian using a spear, the cat showed a treacherous smile, he didn't believe it, this halfway monk was more skilled in playing long-handled weapons than him.

The tip of the spear struck head-on again with a cold glow, and Hu Jian, who was not good at attacking, held the extremely heavy split horse pistol and was slightly panicked.

"The good defender, the enemy does not know what he is attacking, and he does not move like a mountain."

Zhang Mimei's eyes flashed slightly, and her voice seemed to come out of her ear, and Hu Jian was clever.

Then the spear in his hand seemed to give Hu Jian great courage, and a spear flower danced in his right hand, and the barrel of the gun drove the power of holy light in the air, instantly forming two light films, and the spear in the cat's hand only pierced the first side, but the second side could not be stabbed in.

Instead, the spear in his hand was picked up by Hu Jian's dancing spear.

"Waterfalls fall rain, earth cracks and landslides."

Zhang Mi's voice sounded behind Hu Jian again, but Hu Jian seemed to see the picture of the gun, and danced with a gourd.

Drawing the gun back, the cat mistakenly thought that Hu Jian wanted to reflexively shoot, and hurriedly hid sideways, who knows, Hu Jian actually held the tail of the gun, raised the spear high, and then smashed it down with a stick at the cat.

The cat on its side failed to resist the shot, and the slamming barrel of the gun smashed into the cat's shoulder, and the crisp sound of fractures was heard.

"Guns are like thunder, and they are like lightning."

The spear in Hu Jian's hand was withdrawn violently, and then stabbed out at the cat in front of him.

"Roar!"

Although the cat is a melee hunter, he also has pets.

The robe that had been shriveled down once again had the feeling that the muscles had just swelled. The lava hound also roared, jumped on the spot, and easily crossed Zhang Mi's defense and pounced on Hu Jian.

"Those who use soldiers, avoid their sharpness, and their Xu is like a forest."

The spear in Hu Jian's hand failed to hit the cat, coupled with the killing of the lava hound, he withdrew the spear, held the middle section of his hand, and the tail of the spear slammed into the ground, and quickly retreated with Hu Jian's figure.

The lava hound's inevitable culling made Hu Jian dodge, making him very annoyed, staring at Hu Jian with blood-red eyes.

I don't know why, after Hu Jian used this trick "Xu Rulin", he actually felt similar to the natural power of a druid, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Mi who secretly instructed him in marksmanship with some doubts.

What kind of daughter-in-law are we looking for, what age are these marksmanship, she is like a treasure, and she can still teach herself like this.

Why would the cat test his marksmanship with himself, Hu Jian knew very well, if it weren't for the flexible profession of killing a cat with the power of a shield, Hu Jian would not have changed to the split horse pistol given by Ye Kai.

Compared to Hu Jian's heart, the cat's heart is the most struggling, we are just to better deal with you, why are you more proficient in marksmanship than me now, as the saying goes, "moon stick, year knife, a lifetime of guns!" ”

I have been practicing guns since I was picked up by my master when I was a child, and although I also learned other weapons halfway, I never stopped practicing marksmanship.

The kid in front of him hasn't reached twenty yet, and besides, his profession is still a paladin, so can he start practicing from his mother's womb?

Thinking about it carefully, the cat didn't dare to hide its strength anymore, and began to show the marksmanship taught by his master.

"Yu Ben Tu!"

With the lava hound sweeping array next to him, the cat started the game with a sparse star, stabbing forward with a spear, and his moves seemed to be offensive and defensive, which made Hu Jian, who was not taught by Zhang Mi for a while, a little swaying.

Daughter-in-law, you should teach me how to fight next!

Hu Jian was secretly anxious in his heart.

"Attack what it does not defend, and it is as fast as the wind."

The marksmanship picture was played in front of Hu Jian again, Hu Jian was a little hesitant, this kind of spirit of ignoring death without hesitation Hu Jian really didn't, however, Hu Jian was not the kind of chivalrous man who could only shoot in ancient times.

The Origin Holy Light in his body was stimulated by Hu Jian layer by layer, and the thick film of light enveloped him, and at the same time, the tip of the spear flew out, attacking his defenseless lower plate.

If it is someone else, this trick is completely a wound-for-injury play, using your shoulder blades for the opposite leg.

But Hu Jian's Holy Light Turtle Shell made it impossible for the cat to stab in, and only a crisp dinging sound could be heard, and it became a joke to exchange injuries for injuries.

Hu Jian was unscathed, but he was about to be injured, what should I do!

Beads of sweat dripped from the corners of the cat's forehead.

"Roar!"

The owner was in trouble, and the lava hound's already not low IQ made a decision in an instant.

A rush knocked the cat away, and Hu Jian's shot stabbed directly into the lava hound's abdomen.

Without stopping, the spear was drawn, driving a large pool of blood, and the splashed blood stained Hu Jian's Origin Holy Light, and suddenly a pop sounded continuously, as if it was extremely corrosive sulfuric acid.

"The dragon pierces through the clouds!"

Since you are so loyal to the Lord, I will take you on the road first, under the command of Zhang Mi, Hu Jian's spear entered the dragon of the clouds, and once again pierced the soft belly of the lava hound. The fierce roar had vanished and turned into a mournful roar.

The cat that was knocked off quickly ran over, used its green energy again, and began to rescue its pet.

"Bang!"

The cat's spell was interrupted, and Xia Hao, who was holding a thick stick comparable to Hu Jian's arm, was standing behind it, and after the fight, another shadow step flew towards Jiang Meng, and together they stopped the mercenary group under Zhou Wei who came over from Xinwei.

"When the dragon's teeth come out, the world is red!"

The spear is drawn, the nail is stabbed, and the upward is raised.

Several movements in one go, in an instant, opened a two-head-sized blood hole in the lava hound's abdomen, and the intestines flowed all over the ground, and from the side, you could even see other organs in its abdomen.

The clearest of them is the huge heart that beats "plopping and plopping".

"You guys!"

Seeing that his pet was so badly injured, the cat's eyes cracked, and the hand holding the spear began to shake because of anger.

But Hu Jian doesn't care what you think, now that I kill your dog, you know that I'm angry, can you understand my thoughts when you kill my companion that day?

"Kang Long looks back at the army!"

The spear was fixed, the spear was strong, Hu Jian condensed his bare wings behind his back, flapped violently, and with the hatred of Cheng Yan's death, a shot pierced through the blood hole, directly through the heart, pierced through the flesh of another section, revealing the tip of the spear that was not contaminated by blood and still flashed with cold light.

The lava hound didn't even make a whining sound, and fell like a hill to the small square of the Wal-Mart grocery store under the surprised gaze of the crowd of onlookers.

The split horse gun could not be retracted, and Hu Jian, who had crossed the corpse of the lava hound, re-grasped the shield and the Mo knife in his hand during the rolling, panting and staring at the cat in front of him.