Feeling the cold iron rod in Chen Fan's hand, his complexion changed.

"You killed the Golden Bull?"

"I'm going to kill you again. ”

Chen Fan lifted the cold iron rod in one hand, mixed with gusts of breeze and jumped down from the golden Buddha, the golden gun and the golden halberd glanced at each other, and retreated back very tacitly, coming to the open place of the courtyard, such a terrain would be more favorable to them.

"Boy, you're so arrogant. ”

The spear in the golden spear hand shook out a spear flower, the spear was like a dragon, not to be underestimated, the tip of the spear that seemed to have no change, when it approached Chen Fan's chest, it was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and it came towards Chen Fan**** at an extremely tricky speed.

Chen Fan's eyes lit up, although he didn't know much about the spear marksmanship in the cold weapon, but with the opponent's imposing move, he had already glimpsed the essence of marksmanship.

"Good time!"

Chen Fan only felt that there was nowhere to vent his strength now, so he lifted the cold iron rod and headed towards the tip of the opponent's gun.

"Look for death!"

When the golden gun saw Chen Fan's action, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, there was a thick anger on his face, as if Chen Fan used such an extremely frivolous way to deal with his marksmanship, which was a great insult.

The wrist of the golden gun adjusted its posture slightly, and several phantoms suddenly appeared on the tip of the spear, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and his spear was more than two feet longer than the cold iron rod in Chen Fan's hand, one inch long, one inch strong, needless to say, the victory and defeat were divided!

Qiang!!

However, the victory imagined by the golden gun did not come, his spear did not pierce Chen Fan's heart, but collided with the opponent's cold iron rod head fiercely, the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, however, the opponent's cold iron rod was blunt.

The spear in his hand bent involuntarily, and a huge force was fed back from the barrel of the gun, and the golden gun only felt a violent tearing force from the tiger's mouth, and he could no longer hold the barrel of the gun, and the whole person flew out upside down with the barrel of the gun.

Click!

The other end of the barrel plunged into the wall more than a foot deep, the tip of the gun humming and vibrato, and the golden gun slammed into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of incredulity.

It was extremely difficult to accurately predict the tip of his spear, not to mention, the other party's was actually a powerful monster.

The nine mysterious changes in the tip of his spear were actually broken by the other party's move, this sense of humiliation had just been experienced when he was in Sioux City!

Unwilling to fail, the golden spear stubbornly stood up, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his backhand, and was about to pull out the embedded spear to fight again, but he tore it a few times hard, but he didn't pull out the spear.

Just when the golden gun cultivator was angry, he saw that the golden halberd had already shot.

Witnessing the failure of the golden gun, the golden halberd is obviously much more cautious, strictly speaking, the halberd is also a kind of spear, but his marksmanship is a domineering gun, not the way of the king gun, the reason why he does not dare to shoot easily is because his spear of the overlord is just overpowered by Chen Fan's style of play.

The muscles on the golden halberd's face twitched a few times, and the muscles of his whole body crackled a few times, he took a deep breath, his arms were half a circle thick out of thin air, and the green tendons on the back of his exposed hands were bulging, and a surging force pinched on the halberd.

"Kill!!"

The sound of the golden halberd's killing, with a strong killing atmosphere, as if the freezing rain in the air, couldn't help but stagnate, he and the golden gun came from a spear martial arts family, and the golden armor learned a lot of differences, since he was a child, he only practiced marksmanship, specializing in a mastery, in a one-on-one situation, retained a very high winning rate.

Airplanes!

The halberd in the golden halberd's hand seemed to be a little heavier than the cold iron rod in Chen Fan's hand, so when he shook his wrist and stabbed forward, the speed was not very fast, however, the strength contained in it made Chen Fan's expression become serious.

If the trick of the golden gun just now is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, then the shot of the golden halberd is ingenious and unpretentious, and in terms of understanding the gun, it is already slightly higher than the golden gun.

In the face of the fierce shot of the golden halberd, Chen Fan didn't dare to be careless, he silently made a move, the purple true qi was wrapped around the cold iron rod, and the different colors in his eyes surged, and he blasted towards the opponent's golden halberd.

Clang!

The air was like a silver screen, the iron horse was roaring and rippling like a glacier, the body of the golden halberd was like a kite with a broken line, several times more embarrassed than the golden gun, he spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, only half of the halberd in his hand was clenched, and the other half was broken by Chen Fan's cold iron rod, and was shocked out by the huge force, hanging on the huge wooden pillar of the temple.

"Poof!"

After the golden halberd fell to the ground, he once again spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became extremely pale, his bulging hand trembled continuously, blood seeped out of his skin, and his entire arm became black.

His domineering spear was actually destroyed by someone with even more domineering means!

"We're defeated!"

The voice of the golden halberd was full of hoarseness, he glanced at the golden spear on the other side, which was also holding the spear in a daze, and suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, his voice was full of sadness.

"Big brother, no!!"

The golden spear in a daze suddenly realized something, and quickly ran towards the golden halberd.

Chen Fan, who was originally looking at all this indifferently, couldn't help frowning when he saw the strange behavior of the two, and the next second, Chen Fan's hand was subconsciously raised, and a silver needle quietly shot out.

However, whether it was Chen Fan or the golden gun, they were both a step too late, and the golden halberd picked up the half-cut gun in his hand and poked it fiercely towards his abdomen.

Although Chen Fan's silver needle pierced his arm, causing his strength and angle to deviate a little, the broken spear still pierced his abdomen.

"Poof!"

The golden halberd vomited blood, his body was half-kneeling on the ground, and his eyes were full of dead ashes.

"If the gun is broken, the person will die, the golden gun, you can't beat him, go, go quickly!"

Blood continued to spill from the corners of the golden halberd's mouth, however, his gaze was full of concern when he looked at the golden gun.

"Big brother, I'm not leaving, I'm going to die, let's die together!!"

The golden gun roared wildly, the spear held up a long straight line on the ground, the golden spear bounced, his foot hooked seven inches to the tip of the spear, and the spear crossed a long arc in the air, stabbing at Chen Fan's chest like a horse pistol.

Aggressive!

This time, the tip of the opponent's spear bloomed nine silver lotus flowers, vowing to poke Chen Fan into a transparent hole.

Chen Fan frowned, to be honest, the marksmanship of these two people is extremely powerful, but the marksmanship styles of the two are diametrically opposed, one gun is the hegemon, the other is the king, obviously wanting to cultivate the marksmanship to the level of theirs, it is not an overnight thing.

However, it is one thing to appreciate it, but it is another thing to deal with the enemy, in the face of the spear pierced by the golden gun, Chen Fan did not hesitate, and the cold iron rod in his hand was raised again, and at a strange angle, he went towards the opponent's spear seven inches.

Click!

The head of the spear broke without warning, and the tip of the spear grazed the side of Chen Fan's face, bringing a gust of wind to pierce the golden Buddha behind Chen Fan.