After four hours, in Zhao Qin's dantian, the waterhole overflowed again, and at this time, it actually reached the edge of two feet and two inches, at this speed, it would not take him three days to break through the martial arts eightfold.

Zhao Qin urged "Ethereal Martial Intent" over and over again, and ran "Xuankong Returns to the Yuan Decision" over and over again.

The energy absorption in the flame spar was also more rapid, and after six hours, the two spars that were originally the size of a basketball were reduced by two percent at this time.

The whole body was full of strength, and Zhao Qin took advantage of the rising sun and the pure masculinity between heaven and earth to start running the "Hunyuan Heavenly Heart Formula".

The powerful flames in the veins of the whole body suddenly burst and began to flow, and the temperature of the surrounding air instantly increased to a level!

"Let's go, let's cross the sky!"

Zhao Qin waved his hand, and a pitch-black flame spear appeared in his hand, emitting an astonishing throbbing.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers and the ancestor of a hundred arts.

Over the years, Zhao Qin has been in contact with the most body method "Easy Step", the boxing method "Turning the Palm Technique" and the three-move knife method.

For guns, it seems unfamiliar.

The "Yanhuang Gun Source" in the soul divides the foundation of the gun into four stages: "strength, disease, strength, and accuracy", and these four stages are all based on poke.

"Yanhuang Gun Source" allows beginners to hold the gun body each time, poke forward about 50 times as a group, practice until wheezing and sweating as the standard, 10 groups a day, as a basic contact unit. With so persistence and practice for three years, marksmanship can be introduced.

The entry standard is force, disease, accuracy, and strength.

The so-called force is the practice of hanging heavy objects in the front section of the spear, and the weight is more than 500 catties for the entry;

The so-called disease is to shoot and collect the gun like light and electricity;

The so-called accuracy is to shoot the fly on the tip of the nose, and the person is unscathed;

The so-called strength is that a shot pierces an inch thick black iron, and the gun hole is round and natural!

From this, you can get familiar, and your marksmanship is small;

Self-recruitment is familiar and can listen hard, and you can get great marksmanship;

After that, knowing strength can make the marksmanship perfect;

As for the mastery of marksmanship, the source of the Yanhuang gun is not repeated!

Zhao Qin shook his head and smiled bitterly, he used to be just a martial arts ticket holder, but now he is about to become professional!

Zhao Qin patted his chest and swore to the vast earth, with this miraculous skill, he must practice hard, he will reach the peak one day and avenge his parents!

As soon as the Yanhuang gun came out, Zhao Qin squatted down with his feet slightly bent, his feet one foot apart, his left hand grasped the handle of the gun, his right hand held the body of the gun, and his hand was one foot from his chest.

The black spear was flat, and Zhao Qin felt a little struggling, and slammed into the void in front of him, and his whole body shook a little.

The moment he withdrew his spear, he let out a long breath.

First shot!

Everything is difficult at the beginning, continue, Zhao Qin urged "Easy Step", and kept raising his gun to poke forward.

Without any skills, without any yuan force, he just relied on his own strength and body to urge the Yanhuang spear, and pierced it one shot at a time.

In the twentieth shot, Zhao Qin's wrist began to be sore, and his ten fingers couldn't be used.

Zhao Qin gritted his teeth and continued to poke forward, and the black spear began to draw smoothly along the void and retracted.

For the thirtieth shot, his arms were still numb, and the body of the gun began to roll, almost unable to hold it.

Sweat rolled down Zhao Qin's forehead, and his abdomen began to rise and fall.

Zhao Qin gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, let out a shout, and poked another shot into the void.

Whew.

A golden leopard jumped out and stopped in front of Zhao Qin.

Zhao Qin's whole body tightened, well, it's good to come, poking at the void, I always don't feel much, it's better to practice with you!

Behind him, Changyan ran all the way, and when he walked in, he almost didn't open his mouth to scream.

Zhao Qinquan swam with the golden leopard with his body, and the spear kept poking out towards the leopard.

Brush, brush, brush, five shots in succession, not even the leopard's hair touched, but the leopard did not dare to approach a single step!

The leopard roared angrily, and a leap rushed towards Zhao Qinfei.

A string of shadows flashed, and Zhao Qin was still holding a spear, keeping a straight line with the leopard.

Brush.

A shot came over.

Before the leopard could dodge, a large black hole was blown out of its forehead.

Whew!

The golden leopard was completely exposed, perhaps realizing that he was being used as a target by this human to practice marksmanship.

After a tiger roar, the long tail behind him swept towards the front of the gun like a whip.

Zhao Qin quickly withdrew his spear, regardless of it, and poked out another shot in front of him!

He always stood opposite the leopard, and the spear and the leopard stood in a line with him, and poked a shot smoothly!

Poof, the big hole that turned out to be pitch black was drilled one layer deeper again.

On the cliff above his head, the black-robed man watched coldly as Zhao Qin poked at the golden leopard one by one, as if he had been practicing for three or four years.

"Gun Dow Wizards? ”

The next moment, the black-robed man made a leap, turned to the back of the blue wolf, shook his head, and almost laughed.

Zhao Qin always only has one move, and he is decent, although his footwork is dominant, but there is nothing remarkable about it.

Maybe it's just a playful child!!" he smiled, and disappeared into the jungle!

Brush......

Four or five shots were stabbed in succession, and Zhao Qin was already sweating all over his body and panting.

The leopard was no longer angry at this time, but there was a trace of fear, this monotonous and boring guy in front of him was really difficult!

At this time, he was hit hard, and he couldn't bully Zhao Qin, and he was poked by a spear from time to time.

Dangerous!

The leopard suddenly turned its head and let out a long roar towards the valley mouth, turning into a golden afterimage and speeding away!

The grass and trees on both sides were broken, flashing out a ravine-like avenue.

"Where to go, beast!"

Zhao Qin was poking out his feelings at this time, and the gun was more mellow and powerful than the original, where could he tolerate this golden leopard to pick his son and leave.

The moment it landed, a shot poked at the golden leopard again.

Poof, Zhao Qin poked his hind legs, and his speed suddenly decreased a lot.

Zhao Qin urged "Easy Step", and a sparse shadow moved in an instant.

A shot pierced the forehead of the golden leopard.

The golden leopard howled miserably and fell to the ground, convulsing.

Zhao Qin sat on the ground with his buttocks, his whole body was sore, and when he met the golden leopard, he had been contacted nearly forty times, chasing back and forth, and nearly thirty shots were poked, and the strength of his whole body was exhausted, his arms were unconscious, even his back, waist and thighs were shaking at high speed, and his feet were in hot pain!

The effect is really good, this is more significant than the effect of running "Xuankong Returning to the Yuan Decision" for a whole day, and the meridians in the body have expanded by one percent.

Lu Changyan was stunned at this time, the master not only had superb knife skills, but even the marksmanship was weird and unacceptable!

"Master, you, how many years have you practiced spears?"

Lu Changyan handed over a large iron kettle, Zhao Qin raised his neck and took two sips, swallowed it slowly in his mouth.

"No, the first time I touched a gun. ”

Freak, freak, the first time he touched the gun, he just killed a demon beast at the peak of the first order, this, who believes this.

The master must be on guard against himself, and he doesn't want to tell the truth to himself.

Lu Changyan thought of this, so he had to shut up, Lu Yao knew that the horsepower was popular for a long time, and he still had a long way to go to gain the trust of his master.

After resting for less than three moments, Zhao Qin jumped up again, holding the Yanhuang spear in his hand, and galloped towards the place where the demon beasts gathered in front of him.

In this way, stop-and-go, Zhao Qin averaged 60 pokes per group, and at the end of the day, he practiced fifteen groups. That's almost 1,000 stamps, which is close to twice as much as the beginner's entry.

Breaking through the sevenfold martial arts, the strength of the whole body gradually began to be controlled in high-intensity training, familiar with it, and used it freely.

Zhao Qin poked a group, rested for three moments, and practiced hard for about five days along the first line of days, at this time, each group had around 120 pokes, and he could practice 20 groups a day, and he could fully recover after a moment and a half of rest.

When he rested on the seventh day, the waterhole in the dantian was infinitely close to two feet nine inches, Zhao Qin looked at it, but he didn't care too much.

The improvement of the small realm, let him accumulate it slowly, and it will come naturally.

On the ninth day, the first line of heaven had already made nearly two-thirds of the position, and Zhao Qin poked nearly 20,000 times.

From the twelfth day onwards, it stabilized at around 50 groups every day, with almost 400 pokes per group, and Zhao Qin's marksmanship started to take shape.

The speed of the shot was already like lightning, and I saw a phantom flash in the air, and Zhao Qin's spear still returned to its original state.

With the increase in speed and strength, many demon beasts were pierced by a single shot, and once the spear was stuck in the bones of the pangolin, dragging Zhao Qin to run for forty or fifty zhang, and then being killed with a knife!

Then the force can't be controlled, and the strength can't be used, either too hard, or the strength is insufficient.

Zhao Qin closed his eyes and slowly realized with his heart, and as the practice deepened, he became more and more freewheeling.

In Zhao Qin's soul, the marrow of the spear was more condensed than before, and a layer of vague patterns faintly appeared, like a miniature version of the Yanhuang gun.

Burst!

The second-order pinnacle of the Earth-Splitting Divine Cow pierced the skull with one shot.

Moo.

But the Earth-Splitting Sacred Cow screamed wildly and did not die. With blood-red eyes, he rushed towards Zhao Qin fiercely!

"Master!

Lu Changyan followed behind him, and slashed out with a roar!

Poof.

Zhao Qin poked twice in succession, and the head of the Earth Splitting Divine Cow was almost poked into a hornet's nest.

The Earth-Splitting Divine Cow, which maintained a high-speed collision, was three feet in front of Zhao Qin, howled miserably, and fell to his knees.

Knock knock.

Zhao Qin's heart beat suddenly, his arms were sore, and he held the spear, shaking.

Enough force, enough speed.

But the wound is irregular, the crosshairs are almost non-existent, and the lethality is insufficient!

"I still don't have enough time and intensity to practice, I have to work hard, come on!"

Zhao Qin's face was covered with blood, and he kept roaring towards the first line of heaven, he wanted to become the master of the pinnacle stage of this world!

"Kill!"

Zhao Qin roared angrily, and the cannonball killed the demon beast in front of him again!

Four days ago, he naturally broke through the Martial Dao Eightfold, and now the waterhole is almost around three feet and three inches, and the muscles of Zhao Qin's whole body are even more uneven under the high-intensity training, with a layer of color, of course, the amount of food is gradually increasing.

In his spare time, Zhao Qin continued to read "Yanhuang Gun Source", and analyzed the basic points of entry, only to know that practicing strength and speed are hard practice, but crosshairs and strength require understanding.

Zhao Qin drew a circle on the cliff and kept drawing circles around the circle with a gun.

At first, the circle was the size of a basketball, but the tip of the gun jumped frequently, and the guns on the rocks were chaotic.

As you practice more and more, the area starts to shrink.

The sun rose and the moon set, and on the seventeenth day, Zhao Qin's master and servant had already walked out of the first line of sky, breathing in the fresh air outside, and suddenly felt relaxed and healthy!

At this time, the gun marks that Zhao Qin poked out on the rock had been controlled to the size of his palms, and the depth of the poke was also about three inches!

The strength of the whole body can gradually be initially controlled, which is a big improvement!

"Now I don't know how many rounds I can fight when I meet a black-robed man?"

Zhao Qin touched his chin, remembering the warning and danger in his heart when he met the black-robed man on the blue wolf that day, it should be much easier now.

It's a pity that the Spirit Sword Sect has no way to redeem and make up for it.