Chapter 8: The Mysterious Youth

The Venerable Luobi took the lead in striking a long rainbow through the sun, and the spear shone like a fiery red sun, and the dazzling light completely enveloped Jian Xu. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Jian Xu saw that after he was shrouded in it, countless guns and flowers shot at him around him, Jian Xu knew that these were all illusions, virtual and real, and he didn't know which ones were true or false with the naked eye.

However, Jian Xu had purple pupils, and when he opened the purple pupils, all the illusions disappeared, and Jian Xu saw that all the spear flowers were actually only one, and this one shot down from above at this time to pierce his head.

Jian Xu sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a shot broke through this spear flower, and in an instant, he came to the front of the Luobi Venerable, and a beautiful nine-star stabbing made the Luobi Venerable leave a few drops of red blood.

It was just that for a moment, a sense of despair arose in Venerable Luobi, feeling that the young man in front of him was an invincible and invincible object, and to oppose him was to be the enemy of the whole heaven and earth.

Seeing that the Venerable Luobi did not move, Jian Xu just waved his spear indifferently, stopped attacking, and waited for the opponent to make a move.

At this time, Venerable Luobi gritted his teeth, and hesitated in his heart. Originally, he saw that this young man was so powerful in terms of marksmanship and some mysterious skills, that he had no intention of going against him. But now seeing the indifferent appearance of this young man, the anger in his heart burned unconsciously and couldn't be suppressed.

His originally gentle gaze suddenly became fierce, and with a slam of his right hand on the tail of the spear, the spear roared towards Lin Ming like golden lightning, and the surrounding air was swept away and torn apart, making a piercing whistling sound.

This gun, like a slow disease, incomparably mysterious, is one of the hole cards in his hand, belongs to the best combat skills "falling leaves and dot pen" is he used his own penmanship to integrate his own marksmanship enlightenment, it is regarded as his achievement of the great master to create the best combat skills, and at this time, this marksmanship has been attacked in an instant in front of Jian Xu's eyes.

For every cultivator, no matter how many exercises, combat techniques, secret techniques, forbidden techniques, etc., have been cultivated before, if they want to achieve their own Dao, then they must gather the field, achieve the potential, and realize the best combat skills that are suitable for them, and wait until they break the Nine Palaces of the Star Destiny, and slowly create secret techniques, secret methods, exercises, and all kinds of skills.

Of course, there are also some people who rely on pills to support themselves, and those people don't have the innate ability to master these abilities, so it's not nice to say, these people's achievements stop here, which is the material that is made of soy sauce.

Jian Xu saw the shot of the Venerable Luobi, he was not surprised, his eyes lit up, this is pure marksmanship, if someone usually makes such an attack, he will often rely on his body to dodge, but now, he doesn't want to dodge.

Resolutely stabbed out, no use of any skills, no use, only the most ordinary gun move.

He's going to take this opportunity to hone his marksmanship. Compared with the opponent's marksmanship, Jian Xu's marksmanship looks clumsy, as if it is just the most basic gun move used to hand over to ordinary soldiers during army training.

Thorn! Pick!

"Phew!"

The two guns intersected, and in an instant, as if hearing the sound of metal ringing in his ears, the gun contained an extremely strange force in the hand of the Venerable Pen, and his gun touched it, but it was shocked away, and with the bend of the gun, the gun seemed to have spirituality and climbed on the barrel of the gun, like a poisonous snake walking against a tree, piercing Jian Xu's throat.

"This marksmanship is good!"

Jian Xu smiled and praised, but his face was still indifferent, and his toes were in a hurry to the ground!

The figure turned upside down, and the spear slid horizontally to open the shot, and then turned over and stabbed an inverted spear in the shoulder of the Venerable Luobi, although the Venerable Luobi advanced to avoid the tip of the gun, but the gun's wind strike also hit the true element of the Venerable Luobi's body, and the sound of being pierced could be clearly heard.

Damn! Although it was only a slight injury, he used a superb combat skill, but the other party was just the most ordinary move, and he suffered a loss.

At the same time, he also understood that if he was just a contest of marksmanship, he would have lost, and he had lost completely!

With his thousands of years of heritage, the accumulated marksmanship is not at all on the same plane as the young man in front of him.

"This young man is really too evil! At this time, he has long lost hope that he will be able to win next, and only hopes that he can save his life on the other side!"

However, he didn't ask the Iron Hand Venerable for help for the time being, but just put away the spear and took out his judge's pen.

He looked at Jian Xu with solemn eyes, spat out the truth, and shouted word by word: The first form of the pen of judgment is "the finishing touch", and at this moment, Jian Xu felt a thorn like a ray of stabbing to his throat, so that he had to raise his gun to meet him, but an invisible force wanted to block his resistance.

Hmph! In terms of potential, Jian Xu, as a former heroic soul warrior, has no means comparable to these people in the lower realm, only to see that Jian Xu was shocked, and these strange potentials fell off from him, not only that.

In the eyes of the Venerable Luobi, these falling potentials were re-fused into a new potential lock with a wave of his hand, and then floated towards him, this is the rhythm of killing the lord!

He hurriedly picked up his judge's pen and cast the judgment pen to use the strength of nine cows and two grandmothers to resist, but this power was even more powerful than he imagined, if his power was a drop of water, the young man pounced like a bucket full of water.

He was reluctant to even use that drop of water, and how could he withstand a bucket of water at once, and suddenly the whole person was forced to bear the huge suppression, at this time the tiger's mouth broke, and the whole person flew upside down, collapsing one building after another, until it hit a large row of at least a hundred buildings before stopping.

Everyone looked at this little Venerable, who was considered to be a famous one, where was the Venerable Coquettish at this time, unkempt, his clothes were in tatters, and he was covered in blood, with countless wounds of all sizes, and his eyes were blank, and he was obviously unable to fight anymore.

Those alliance members who originally thought that a Venerable would be able to turn the tide of the battle one by one at this time, their dog's eyes widened at this time, muttering in disbelief, and they looked stupid.

Then when they looked at the harmless boy and smiled at them, they felt like they were about to cry.

Can you still play happily No, where did this demon come from! Even Zhun Zun can't pass a few tricks in his hands, this is the rhythm of going against the sky, and the geniuses of the hidden families in the Central Huaxia Holy See region are not so terrifying!

Unless someone from that place appears, the younger generation of this son will definitely be proud of the group, and the sky will not come out, and this son will be the hero. There were many ancestor-level figures who were watching and secretly peeping from a distance, looking at this high-spirited young man, and they all secretly sighed that if this son was a big one, they would not be able to suppress it.

However, just as these people were about to move, Jian Xu's gaze suddenly shifted from the group of people who wrote down to look somewhere, and a sharp purple light went in this direction. (To be continued.) )