If you ask the people on the rivers and lakes when the grandmaster is the most terrifying grandmaster, those who have not yet stepped into the realm of the grandmaster and have no understanding of the grandmaster will definitely say.

Of course, it is the Grandmaster Perfection, and the Grandmaster who is only one step away from the Great Grandmaster is the most terrifying Grandmaster.

Only those who have truly entered the realm of grandmasters, they will tell you that there is another possibility.

That is the grandmaster who has just stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, and when the time and place are favorable, they can even burst out with the strength comparable to the grandmaster's perfection master.

Of course, such examples are rare!

Rare does not mean that it does not exist, and it is unfortunate that today's high saint is in such a state.

Qi, Intention, Potential, Domain, the Four Orders of Martial Arts, the Grandmaster is the process of comprehending and practicing "Yi!"

Today's Gao Shenggang has just broken through the grandmaster, feeling the wonder and difference of the world, and has not yet been smoothed out, just like the newborn calf, self-respecting, not afraid of everything in the world, and a sense of forge ahead is full of chest.

This is the time of day!

And Gao Sheng had already looked at everything around the tea shop clearly, where Shen Ming came from, where he should attack from, how many steps he should take, what tricks he should make, and what things to borrow around him, he all figured it out in his heart.

This is a geographical advantage!

Shen Ming's revenge for killing his son and the humiliation of copper coins polished his determination extremely sharp.

In addition, Gao Shenglian is "Ghost Dragon Seven Killing Guns", the exercises pay attention to indomitable, I am invincible, leaving no way out, the whole exercise is the word killing and attacking, which is just in line with this determination.

This is the man!

The time, place, and people have all three, and this is the basis for Gao Sheng to dare to go to the meeting alone!

He went to the meeting alone not only to take revenge, but also to take advantage of this competition to cross the realm of the grandmaster in one fell swoop and advance to the great grandmaster, which is a very crazy idea.

Seeing Shen Ming, this battle naturally began to evolve in Gao Sheng's mind.

This is it!

When Shen Ming arrived at a just position, Gao Sheng suddenly took a step, he walked all the way forward, leaving a mark step by step, his momentum was rising, and when he reached the place where the red gun was inserted, he grabbed the body of the gun with one hand and shouted violently!

"Boom!"

The spear lifted off the ground, bringing up a large area of dirt, and the sharp spear qi swept the tea shop sail under a corner of red cloth.

"This ......"

Xiao Liuzi in the tea shop looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but lose his voice a little, looking from him, he could just see a picture of eighteen steps of footprints as the body of the gun, and most of the clay as the head of the gun, and the red cloth fell, just adding red tassels.

Xiao Liuzi looked up and saw that where the head of the gun was pointing, the white-robed Taoist priest was riding a horse.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

Gao Sheng continued to move forward with his gun, his pace did not stop, his steps became faster and faster, and his skill was running to the extreme.

Eighteen steps!

Gao Sheng waved the red spear again, and the sharp spear qi shot straight out, three feet into the ground, outlining a spear head.

One, two, three......

Close, close, close!

Gao Sheng looked at the few people who were getting closer and closer, and three of them were intimidated by his momentum, and the horse stopped, looking at this side in disbelief, but the Taoist priest still did not stop as if he had not seen it.

"Boom!"

Gao Sheng sneered in his heart, waved his gun again and drew a spear head, and muttered in his mouth.

"Ghost Dragon Seven Kill Guns, Sixth Kill!"

Gao Sheng watched the Taoist priest in front of him draw his sword out of the sheath, with an indifferent expression, and the battle intent in his heart was even higher to the extreme!

"Kill!"

Gao Sheng shouted, and the power in his body was urged to twelve points, and the violent breath made his robe bulge to the extreme.

"Tread!" "Tread!" "Tread!"

Gao Sheng's stride was astonishing, his speed was amazing, and every step left an afterimage, but every step he took felt extremely slow and heavy, causing the ground to shake, leaving a mark three points deeper than before!

Sixteen steps, seventeen steps, eighteen steps!

With the last step, Gao Sheng's whole person flew up violently, and he let out a loud shout in his mouth.

"Die!"

As the High Sage stepped out with his last foot, a crack stretched out of the ground, and the crack stretched from the back of his foot all the way back, connecting the six spears from earlier.

"This ......"

Xiao Liuzi looked at all this in amazement, and at this time, in his eyes, the six spears plus the last eighteen steps actually formed a huge spear body again.

And the high saint who attacked Shen Ming with a gun in both hands, at this time, it seemed that the whole person was fused with the red spear, the red spear was the high saint, and the high saint was the red spear, and together they became the head of this huge spear!

Spearmen are like dragons!

This spear at this time is the peerless fierce dragon that rises into the sky!

Xiao Liuzi didn't dare to imagine that there was anyone else in the world who could receive such a shocking and weeping ghost shot!

He looked at the white-robed Taoist priest who had drawn his sword from afar, wanting to see how the man would face such a shot.

"What!"

Xiao Liuzi looked in surprise, only to see the white-robed Taoist clapping his horse and getting up, and the whole person jumped into the air.

The Taoist held the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword pointed straight to the ground, and the other hand was behind his back, and the fierce wind blew his hair and robe backwards, giving people a feeling of immortality.

No...... And that's not all.

Xiao Liuzi looked at it in horror, at this time in his eyes, there seemed to be a white-robed immortal behind the person, the immortal's eyes were indifferent, his face was sad and joyless, and he looked down on everything in the world.

The Taoist raises the sword, and the immortal also raises the sword!

The Daoist long sword slashed on top of the long sword, and the immortal long sword also slashed on the giant dragon's head!

"Boom!"

The Taoist lifted a three-foot long sword and slashed eight red spears!

Immortals slay the dragon!

Shen Ming put his sword into its sheath, landed on the horse's back, and rode the horse forward, unlike before, he shifted his direction slightly, deliberately avoiding the footsteps left by the high saint.

In his heart, this shot of the high saint is worth it!

Perhaps seeing his actions, the corners of Gao Sheng's mouth lying on the ground curved slightly, and he swallowed his last breath, although he was defeated and died, but seeing Shen Ming's actions, he was also satisfied.

He is not afraid of death, everyone in the world has death, for him, before he dies, he can use such a shot and win Shen Ming's respect, he already feels very satisfied.

Sensing Shen Ming's movements, Ah Duo'er and the others who followed behind also avoided Gao Sheng's corpse and the footsteps he stepped on.

"Stomp, stomp!"

The sound of horses' hooves disappeared, and Xiao Liuzi looked at the figure that gradually disappeared in the distance, and could no longer control his body, and sat down on the ground completely.

"Shhh...... Tsk, it's terrible, it's terrible, it's really amazing, it's really terrible, he was killed with such marksmanship, that Taoist priest is really amazing!"

The sudden sound made Xiao Liuzi look up, only to see another Taoist priest, who was circling around Gao Sheng's corpse and stepping footsteps.

The wine man snorted again and asked, "How many moves did you fight?"

Xiao Liuzi replied stunned: "One move!"

The drinker confirmed, "A move?"

Xiao Liuzi nodded.

The wine man looked at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at Shen Ming's figure a few miles away, and couldn't help but gasp.

The wine Taoist scolded: "My good girl, that dog's idea, call Lao Dao to give orders to such a fierce Taoist priest, and don't remind him, I want to kill Lao Dao!"