Because of Lin Ming's deterrent power.

As a result, the hard-hit Hu San was assigned to an independent courtyard at the outer gate.

"Lin... Senior Brother Lin Ming, you are here. ”

The person who spoke was exactly, that Mo Xiaofan.

Now.

Lin Ming felt a strong sense of restraint from this young man's body.

To know.

Today's Lin Ming is among the ranks of his own disciples, and his status in the sect is even above some elders.

This is also a big man that Mo Xiaofan definitely looks up to on weekdays.

Lin Ming smiled and didn't say much.

This sense of alienation in identity, unless, this Mo Xiaofan's strength can gradually narrow the distance between him and Lin Ming.

But.

Obviously, this is not possible.

After condolences to Hu San, Lin Ming left a large number of golden tickets for Mo Xiaofan, asking him to go to the sect to exchange for the healing elixir.

With Husan's injuries now, he can only recuperate slowly.

Moreover, let Mo Xiaofan inform him of Hu San's recovery from his injuries at any time.

Lin Ming thought about it, if it was, it really wouldn't work, he could only take action by himself to refine the pill and help Hu San recover.

Moreover, he promised that once his injuries recovered, he would guide Hu San and Mo Xiaofan to cultivate.

This made both of them extremely excited.

Feel deeply grateful.

Half an hour later.

Lin Ming returned to the Human King Peak, holding the silver dragon spear in his hand, and began to practice.

"Four Divine Spears!"

The dragon roars and the tiger roars, the finch roars and the turtle roars.

For a while, Ren Wang Feng was accompanied by an extremely sharp gun, and the four divine beasts appeared together, which was extremely terrifying.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng.....

While Lin Ming was cultivating martial arts, he was also constantly feeling the gun intent, and at the same time.

The gunpower of a teenager.

has come to the sixth level of perfection, and now, it is constantly polished by the teenager.

This process is like peeling off the cocoon, not fast, and the emphasis is on a matter of course.

Gun intent.

Thirty percent of the gun means small, and seventy percent of the gun is large.

And seventy percent is definitely a watershed, once the intent of the gun is comprehended, the power of the gun will inevitably be able to soar.

The four sects are about to begin.

Now, even in the face of Ye Lingtian, Lin Ming is not sure of victory.

If he can break through to the realm of Dacheng, at that time, with some of his hole cards, he will definitely be able to complete the second requirement of the Great Elder.

Lin Ming's heart was full of confidence.

The way of the gun is to move forward and kill decisively!

It was when Lin Ming was practicing.

Suddenly, it seemed that someone was observing him.

I saw that not far away, there was a woman standing with an ordinary appearance, but she was tall and big, with explosive muscles, and was observing herself with great interest.

Lin Ming was taken aback.

Because.

He was immersed in the process of practicing guns just now, but he didn't find out when this woman appeared.

Even.

How did you get close to him?

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You are my Wang Feng's newly incorporated junior brother?"

All of a sudden.

This 'mighty' short-haired woman, said.

"You..."

"You won't be, Senior Sister Xu Jiaojiao......"

I vaguely guessed something.

The corners of Lin Ming's mouth twitched slightly, because, in the original imagination, the delicate figure of the senior sister Xu Jiaojiao was different.

The person in front of him, tall and big, is simply so powerful that it explodes.

"Hey, it's me."

Confirmed.

Even, Lin Ming found that this senior sister, when she looked at herself, was in her slightly playful eyes.

Unexpectedly, with a hint of fiery fighting spirit.

"Hehe, junior brother, I saw you practicing just now, and your hands are very itchy, why don't you accompany you to practice?"

Mighty woman, Xu Jiaojiao said.

"This ....."

Lin Ming hesitated.

After all.

He is not familiar with the strength of this senior sister, and the two are also meeting for the first time, if it hurts the senior sister, it will not be good.

"Boom!"

But.

The next moment, in Lin Ming's shocked eyes.

Senior Sister, she directly attacked him.

It seems that just now it was not to ask for Lin Ming's opinion at all, but to notify it directly.

Rumble.

Xu Jiaojiao punched out.

"Huh?"

Because, after comprehending the fist intent, Lin Ming keenly felt a lingering artistic conception from this delicate fist.

However, it is not fist intent.

"Fight me with a gun!"

He snorted.

Xu Jiaojiao's figure had already swept closer.

"Okay, senior sister, be careful!"

Rise.

It seemed that among the silver dragon spears, an earth-shattering dragon roar erupted.

Lin Ming is also full of fighting spirit.

Now, his gun intent has been constantly polished to a critical value, and it is exactly the situation that needs a hearty battle.

White tiger style, brazenly slaughtered.

"Boom."

Rocks collapsed.

The fists and guns collided, and the sound of explosions came and went.

With the two of them as the center, the energy is splashing.

Lin Ming's figure rubbed the ground and slid out three feet.

And Senior Sister Xu Jiaojiao, almost, did not move.

Bear.

The next moment.

Xu Jiaojiao burst out with momentum, this was the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Dan Realm, and above his tall figure, there was also a terrifying violent aura.

"Little junior brother, senior sister, I have comprehended the 'fighting spirit', and the combat effectiveness will increase with the enhancement of the opponent, you just let go and attack."

Xu Jiaojiao roared.

"Okay."

Rumble.

Lin Ming was excited.

Originally.

Senior Sister turned out to be a battle maniac who comprehended the legendary 'battle intent'.

The comprehension of this kind of artistic conception requires warriors to constantly fight and sharpen their artistic conception.

And.

This is a terrible artistic conception, paying attention to a god to kill a god, and a Buddha to kill a Buddha. Whoever stands in his way, he will be crushed.

You need to have a fighting heart.

"Sancheng gun intent!"

Boom.

The silver dragon spear pierced through the void, and directly shook with Xu Jiaojiao's fist.

But.

Lin Ming's spear was directly shattered.

At this moment, Xu Jiaojiao was extremely violent, and with the continuous attack, the momentum became more and more explosive.

Forty into the gun intent.

Fifty percent of the gun intent.

Sixty percent ......

Lin Ming was shocked in his heart, this senior sister Xu Jiaojiao is so terrifying.

Unexpectedly, with his fighting intent, he could keep attacking with his own gun intent, and even, that lingering battle intent gave Lin Ming a great pressure.

In the end, a blue and red long stick appeared in Xu Jiaojiao's hand, dancing like the wind and attacking like thunder!

Between the big opening and closing.

Even.

Xu Jiaojiao's other hand, the king of people was printed in his boxing technique, which made Lin Ming a little hurried.

However, the confusion in Lin Ming's heart gradually became clear at this moment.

Seventy percent of the gun will be done.

And.

He vaguely understood.

At this moment, the senior sister burst out with all her strength and attacked herself, causing great pressure on herself, I am afraid that she has seen through Lin Ming's artistic conception and wants to break through.

He must borrow his own strength to help Lin Ming break through.

A battle of hours.

Bang bang bang.

A moment.

Lin Ming stood with the spear in his hand, his body was constantly trembling, and on top of the silver dragon spear, there was even a loud sound of metallic clanging.

The surrounding land was swept away by this gunfire, and it was terrifying, and all the rocks were shattered into powder.

Hideous cracks, centered on the teenager, spread open.

"Little monsters."

Xu Jiaojiao, who saw this scene, couldn't help but smack her tongue.