In the distance of the grassland, the cavalry of the Tiele people frantically charged towards Bufan at this time, and Bufan stood in place on horseback.

"Wait for us to rush out as much as possible, don't fight with them, on the grassland, once entangled by cavalry, it is a very pitty thing!" Qin Yu looked at the cavalry team rushing over at this time and said in a deep voice.

Bu Fan didn't speak, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, because at this time he found that the Tiele cavalry in the distance didn't seem to be what they imagined.

Behind this group of Tiele people, there seems to be a panic!

"It seems that we are wrong, this group of Tiele cavalry is not a robber, but is being hunted down!" Bu Fan suddenly put away the knife at this time and said leisurely.

"Oh?" When Qin Yu heard this, he immediately raised his eyes and looked, and sure enough, behind the Tiele cavalry, there was a panic at this moment!

As the entire cavalry team got closer and closer, Bufan and they saw more and more clearly, only to see a young man riding a black horse, holding a big red spear in his hand, rushing back and forth among the entire Tiele cavalry.

"What a great marksmanship!" At this time, Qin Yu looked at the young man who was rushing back and forth in the Tiele cavalry team, and said in shock.

And Bu Fan also sighed slightly at this moment, without him, this young man's marksmanship is indeed powerful.

At first glance, this young man's marksmanship is just a simple battle formation marksmanship, but a closer look reveals that these seemingly simple marksmanship contains inexplicable luck, which seems to be unpredictable if it changes at will.

To a certain extent, this set of marksmanship, similar to the Holy Spirit Sword Technique learned by Bu Fan, seems simple, but it is actually complex and profound.

"Feng Xuanyu, do you really want to kill us all?" Right now. In the cavalry ranks, a cold young man said angrily at the young man with a gun behind him at this time.

"Tiele people, they all deserve to die!" I only heard the young man shouting, but the gun in his hand did not stop, like a dragon out of the water, and the gun wind was fierce. Every shot takes a living life.

"Surnamed Feng, such marksmanship, and such a big gun!" After hearing the conversation, thinking of the many clues in between, Bu Fan's heart swelled with a trace of understanding.

In Bu Fan's memory, what is most in line with this young man's image and martial arts is Master Huang Yi's overturning clouds. The most beautiful man in the world, the evil spirit is as powerful as the sea of fire.

And the last heir of Liaoyuan marksmanship is his only disciple who entered the room, and he is very popular!

Of course, these are just Bu Fan's guesses, and Bu Fan is not sure whether the young man in front of him is the successor of Liaoyuan marksmanship.

However, Bu Fan can see it. The dark horse that Feng Xuanyu sat on was a rare BMW.

There is a horse old to take care of Chaoguang. Bu Fan followed Ma Lao and also learned some of the art of horses, although he was not particularly proficient.

But looking at the black horse's size, spirit, and running posture, Bu Fan can see it. That dark horse is a rare BMW, and it is also a BMW at the level of the king of horses.

At this moment, the young man had almost completely wiped out a group of Tiele cavalry, and only four or five people remained. Protecting the young man who shouted before, he watched vigilantly as Feng Xuanyu rode his horse slowly forward.

"Feng Xuanyu, have you thought about the consequences of chasing and killing us? Lord Wuzun won't let you go! ”

"Hmph, since I made a move, would I be afraid of that villain of Wuzun? Death! After Feng Xuanyu finished speaking, he rode his horse and galloped, and the unity of man and horse was like lightning, killing the last opponent.

Those cavalrymen also let out a strange shout at this moment, and they did not hesitate to kill Feng Xuanyu.

It's just that the gap in strength between the two sides is huge, Feng Xuanyu shot them one by one, stabbing them to death easily, and then stabbing the young man fiercely.

"Ah, give me death!"

Of course, the young man would not sit still, and a pair of strange spears appeared in his hand at this moment, and rushed forward against the wind Xuanyu.

"They're aborigines!" Seeing the two of them fighting, Qin Yu suddenly said in shock at this time.

Bu Fan didn't answer, but stared at the two people in the battle.

Because he found that although the strength of the two people was higher than that of Bufan, it was within the range that Bufan could capture.

Even the fight between the two people, to a certain extent, is a great inspiration for Bu Fan.

Bu Fan can be sure that both of them are still at the first-class level, but they are much stronger than Bu Fan, especially that Feng Xuanyu, he should already be at the peak of the first-class, he is obviously much more powerful than that young man.

At this moment, on the grassland, there was no wind automatically, and an inexplicable strong wind suddenly remembered, and at this moment, the most exciting part of this battle also appeared.

I saw Feng Xuanyu, holding the spear in his hand at this moment, as if he had fallen into a magical realm, between one shot and one momentum, mixed with infinite momentum, and the surrounding air seemed to be flowing for him.

And the young man opposite him seemed to have entered a vacuum space at this moment, and it was even difficult to breathe!

At this time, Feng Xuanyu stabbed out the most ordinary shot, and it was also the most amazing and brilliant shot.

I saw that Feng Xuanyu's spear was stabbing forward from front of him in an ordinary way at the moment, like a novice slowly shooting out.

But the spear broke through the distance of time and space, and seemed to pass through the distance between the two men for a moment, and then pierced the young man's chest and passed through his back.

"Innate!"

I saw that the young man used his last strength, said slowly, and then fell straight to the ground.

At this time, Feng Xuanyu leisurely withdrew the spear, and the tip of the spear gently wiped on the young man's body, wiping the blood off the tip of the spear, and then whistled.

The black horse immediately ran to Feng Xuanyu's side, only to see Feng Xuanyu turn over and get on the horse, and at this time he indifferently glanced at Bufan and them who were watching the battle not far away, and then turned around and left.

After Feng Xuanyu's back slowly disappeared, Qin Yu came back to his senses in shock, and then said to Bu Fan: "Is this the strength of the aborigines?" ”

However, Bu Fan didn't answer for a long time!

In fact, at this moment, Bu Fan fell into an inexplicable thought, the two words that the young man said before he died made Bu Fan's heart suddenly suddenly.

Could it be that the strange change in Feng Xuanyu just now was the process of his breakthrough to the innate being?

Thinking of the slightest change in Feng Xuanyu in the battle, Bu Fan's heart slowly swelled with a trace of enlightenment.

This hint of enlightenment may not be enough for him to find how to break through the innate path, but at least after this enlightenment, Bu Fan knows the direction of his next step. (To be continued.) )