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"You don't know, you don't know how powerful they are, how loud they are. Chong'er, you rely on your majesty, so you have nothing to fear. But Chong'er, you don't know that if they want to do something to you, then even the entire Great Qin will not be able to protect your life. ”

Winning Ding didn't say much, he casually picked out an iron spear from the weapon rack and threw it in front of Ying Chong.

"I know you haven't given up your gunnery for years. Why don't you try your hand with the old man today, and see how you practice with your wind and rain and dragon spear?"

Ying Chong did not refuse, and casually picked up the iron gun inserted in front of him and checked it, feeling that it weighed at least seven hundred catties, which was a bit heavy for him.

However, this is in the case of only using his own strength, and when he borrows external force, the situation is two words. This is clearly the weapon that Yingding carefully selected for him and is most suitable for his current state.

"It's okay to try your hand? It just so happens that I haven't asked you for gunsmithing in a long time. But doesn't the old thing feel unfair? You have a great position, but you come to bully me, a little fourth-order martial artist whose martial veins have been abolished, is it too much?"

"How can there be so much injustice in this world? Those people want to take your life, how can they care what kind of cultivation realm you Yingchong is. I won't talk about it. ”

Yingding sighed, and his tone gradually turned cold. He also picked a spear from the weapon rack, and suddenly turned around and pointed at the tip of the spear. The dry and godless eyes contained pathos that could not be dissolved: "Besides, now that you have the stars in your hands, you can't be regarded as powerless." ”

Ying Chong shook his head. It is known that the decision has been made. He was full of anger and hatred in his chest, sad and helpless, and he was full of anger and anger and had nowhere to vent, but he only stabbed his chest and lungs to the bitterness, wishing that the whole world in front of him would collapse and be destroyed, everything didn't matter. Do you want to force him to kill his ancestors? Then he will kill you Yingchong!

didn't bother to speak at the moment, Ying Chong's right hand 'Star Picking Ring' flashed, and suddenly there was a two-zhang high silver and white ink armor. Manifested behind him, he stood in the air, and the silver fire burned. Above the armor body, there seems to be a little bit of starlight flashing, as if it is a complete set of human meridian diagrams, and it is like a pair of dragons and phoenixes entangled, faintly echoing the martial veins in Ying Chong's body.

When the Divine Armor reaches the Immortal Yuan Rank, the qualitative change will occur again, and the armor master can borrow the power of the Divine Armor in many cases, even without armor piercing.

The same goes for 'Picking Stars'. Even if the four sides of the sky and the earth are locked up, and you can't see the slightest bit of starlight, it is still the Divine Armor closest to the Divine Yuan Rank.

This made Ying Chong up and down. are wrapped in a layer of solid qi, and the strength of the whole body is even greater. The seven-hundred-pound spear in his hand, which was originally a little heavy, was as light as a feather at this time, and he was able to control it. And as he put out a gun rack and stood under his feet, Yingchong's whole temperament also changed greatly, like a green mountain, not collapsed!

"Something interesting. ”

Ying Ding glanced at it, and his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly. There is a bit of appreciation. The meaning, momentum, and rhyme of marksmanship, at this time, he could already see at a glance that Ying Chong had mastered the rhyme of marksmanship. And touched the threshold of 'potential'.

"Chong'er, your guns over the years have not been practiced in vain. Obviously, the martial arts have been abolished. There is no one to guide him, but his marksmanship is far beyond that of Yingfei. When it comes to understanding, he is indeed far inferior to you, but don't you wear armor? Without divine armor to protect yourself, I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold up Shihe. ”

"Old thing, are you teaching me and instructing me? Don't use such a tone, it's disgusting, and you look down on your grandson. ”

Ying Chong laughed again, with indescribable confidence in his words. He is not as perceptive as Yingding said, and he can have such marksmanship attainments as he is now, and Evil Sakura has made great contributions. However, if this old fellow thinks that he is now a lamb to the slaughter, I am afraid that he has miscalculated.

"Don't talk about this nonsense, if you want to fight, why bother?"

Win Ding heard the words, but it was Wan'er: "When people are old, they are all like this, and they talk more than young people, and they always feel that they can't say enough." Besides, you Yingchong is indeed my grandson, can't you give two sentences?"

Ying Chong didn't bother to answer, and he couldn't speak at this time. When the word 'no' came out, the momentum of the person in front of him had changed.

There was no movement, just a coiled dragon gun holder, and the momentum was already overwhelming. It was as if it were a real dragon, coiling in front of him, fangs and claws, and roaring angrily.

Ying Chong's brows furrowed, feeling that he was full of flaws and deadly threats everywhere. If there is no action, sooner or later he will be forced to lose the courage to shoot by this invisible gun.

Is this the meaning of the gun?

If you change to someone else, you may be taken away by God. Ying Chong is not like this, but the battle intent in his eyes is even more intense,

He had seen the real dragon, and he even punished the dragon under the gun. And at this time, the pressure on him from Yingding was not much stronger than that of the Black Water Divine Monarch that day. Ying Chong that day had nothing but a nine-star ink armor. And now, he not only has Waidan, but also picks up stars. It is impossible for any existence to suppress him with only momentum and martial intent.

You're not coming, are you?

Without thinking, Ying Chong had already slid along, and the gun in his hand seemed to be like a poisonous dragon, smashing forward. The same is the coiling dragon marksmanship, a style of 'dragon travels thousands of miles', just like a dragon, wandering in the clouds and fog.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yingding's eyes again. Although it is the first time for Dao Chong'er to control the stars, he is not unfamiliar, and his movements seem to be tempered, I really don't know how he did it.

With a cold smile, Yingding leaned forward a little, and easily pushed Yingchong's gun away. It's like the lazy dragon, waving the dragon's claws at will, seemingly careless, but because of the vast and magnificent power of the dragon, it is also overwhelming.

"Cloud Dragon Probe Claw? It turns out that this style is used like this, and today I need another trick. ”

Ying Chong didn't laugh back, and the spear swung a little bit, and then it was whipped like a long whip in an instant.

Although he cultivated to the realm of the seventh-order martial sect, at this time, with the power of picking stars, whether it was strength or internal vitality, he had already reached the middle heaven. Every blow can seduce the heaven and earth, and the power is better than that of the Black Water Divine Monarch, with the power of ten thousand bulls!

When the spear swept out, the energy coiled, and there was a real dragon, coiling on the body of the spear.

While!

When the two guns collided, sparks flew instantly. And that's just the beginning. Yingchong's offensive was fierce, like an endless storm, constantly blowing towards Yingding. Torrential rain, coiling dragon big guns, giant marksmanship, phantom thunder thirteen guns, and even thunder shooting that he had just learned.

These marksmanship, Ying Chong is not tight, whether it is unfamiliar or skilled, he can use it when he thinks of it. As long as it is appropriate to the situation, then even if you haven't practiced the familiar gun style, you can still use it.

At this time, he had only one thought, that is, to completely smash the 'dragon' in front of him! Even if he couldn't do it, he couldn't make it perch on top of the clouds and look down on him.

His cultivation is weak, and he can only compete with Yingding by borrowing the power of picking stars. If it drags on for a long time, it will be exhausted sooner or later. If you don't want to be oppressed and affected by the determined Panlong martial intent, and you are defeated before you fight, then only such a quick attack can be eliminated and resolved.

Ying Ding has been in a good time, and his feet have always stood still, and the spear in his hand has not moved much, just a simple dial, block, grid, and a few styles, which can block the heavy gun momentum in a zhang.

However, his eyes were even more sad, and at this time, every time he received a shot, he could clearly feel the anger and resentment in Yingchong's gun.

"Seventh-order martial artist, it seems that Chong'er, your martial veins have recovered. After a delay of four years, there can still be such a cultivation, it should have been my Wuyang Ying's Qianli horse. ”

There was another sigh, and his determined voice and face gradually became indifferent.

"Our Wuyang Ying clan's Panlong Spear originated from the ancient dragon book collected by the Great Qin royal family. After the ancestors looked at the remnants, they created this set of marksmanship, and after dozens of generations of ancestors completed and improved, it finally gradually improved. The most accomplished man of all ages is undoubtedly your father. Ten years ago, in order to get the meaning of the true dragon, he went to Huaisi Daze to meet the Red Dragon Divine Monarch. After returning, he said that in the future, the person who is most likely to push the Panlong Spear to the extreme in my Ying clan can only be you. I didn't know what it meant, but I couldn't wait for it. It's a pity that the old man will not see him in this life——"

However, before he could finish speaking, he felt that Yingchong's momentum changed suddenly, and there was also an unstoppable huge force transmitted from the gun. At the same time, there was also Ying Chong's angry laughter, and a pair of golden eyes that seemed to be burning like red flames: "Old thing! Didn't you say it a long time ago, don't underestimate me Ying Chong!"

The power seemed to be like a mountain, Pei was unreliable, Yingding's wrist was in severe pain, and the spear he was holding was swept away with a blow. And his whole body was thrown backwards like a broken sack, and his face was full of astonishment and incredulity. (To be continued.) )