The two spears, one black and one red, both rushed straight towards each other, without any fancies, the moves were exactly the same, the two spear heads suddenly counteracted, and the two completely different but equally powerful spears broke out at the same time, stirring up a circle of wind and waves.

"Brush!" At the same moment, the spears of the two were withdrawn and swept at the same time, hitting each other at the same point, staggering and then rebounding, this time Zhao Yun was slightly inferior, his spear was obviously not as condensed as the flame man, and it seemed large and scattered.

"Bang bang bang!" In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun fought with the Flame Man for dozens of moves, and I have to say that this battle benefited him a lot and learned a lot of potential use.

After fighting for three hours, Zhao Yun finally comprehended the palm power with his supreme understanding, and fought with the flame people equally, and no one could help anyone.

Just when Zhao Yun felt that this battle was meaningless, a sword roar sounded, and the spear in the flame man's hand suddenly turned into a long sword, still condensed by flames, red as a glow, and the sword qi fell like a raging storm.

Zhao Yun's color changed, he could feel that the flame man's sword momentum was still at the palm power level, but it fell down in an instant, which couldn't help but make him doubt again, could it be that the sword was really better than the gun?

"Brush!" The flame man swung his sword like a storm, the sword momentum was inherited, one sword was stronger than the other, forcing Zhao Yun to retreat and it was difficult to parry, and there were many colors on his body, and the scorching fire poison poured into his body along the wound, making his already dry body even more seriously injured.

The extreme pain made Zhao Yun more calm, and the bear girl didn't say anything to remind him, everything was up to him to understand.

"It is said that the sword cultivation is powerful, and sure enough, it is also a palm position, and the sword momentum is more aggressive than the gun momentum."

"The sword is already light and flexible, the sword moves are instantly changing, and the use of the counterpoint is also more flexible, the gun can make one move, the sword can make three moves, faster and more ruthless, and the lethality is greater, so how to crack it?"

Zhao Yun pondered and meditated, but to no avail for a long time, and there were several more injuries on his body.

"Hum!" A loss of consciousness, Zhao Yun's heart rubbed a sense of death crisis, the flame sword fell head, the powerful sword momentum with a sharp sword qi slashed towards the brain, he instantly resisted with a horizontal gun, but at this moment the sword light suddenly changed direction, with a thunderous momentum in the flame man's hand around a circle and stabbed into his heart, the speed was difficult to react at all.

"Shhh Zhao Yun was frightened, and hurriedly turned the spear god at the last moment, but it was too late, but fortunately, at the last moment, he twisted his body, and the sword light moved sideways for half a minute, passing through the left side of his heart.

"Poof!" Although he dodged the vital point, the fire poison instantly poured into Zhao Yun's heart along the wound, instantly causing the blood in his whole body to heat up rapidly, almost boiling, and spewing out a large mouthful of hot blood.

Shaking his head, Zhao Yun was dizzy, his feet were unstable, and in a trance, a light and shadow stabbed towards the center of his eyebrows, Zhao Yun bent down and leaned back, dodging the fatal sword again.

"Could it be that sword cultivation is really stronger?"

"If my spear is suppressed by a sword in every realm, then what kind of gun do I practice, it is better to practice the sword."

"Guns, swords..."

Zhao Yun seemed to be in a daze, lost his faith, lost himself, and fell into deep doubt.

At a certain moment, Zhao Yun thought of the madman Wang, thought of his two sledgehammers, and thought of the way he held a double hammer in the world, and suddenly understood something.

"Why should I be obsessed with how strong the sword is, why do I think the sword will be overwhelming?"

"If you're fast, I'll be faster than you, if you're strong, I'll be stronger than you, my spear is invincible, and I don't care if he's swords!"

"Hahaha!" Zhao Yun laughed wildly, the gun in his hand had a different change, the gun was not stopped, and it was at the same frequency as his heart, at this moment, he completely strengthened his belief in the gun.

"Bang bang bang!" Zhao Yun clenched the spear with both hands, the body of the spear swam like a snake in his hand, rushing forward to the right, turning and sweeping, becoming more and more comfortable, the sword is ever-changing, and the gun is not static.

"Break, break!" Zhao Yun became more and more courageous the more he fought, the gun became faster and faster, the gun was like a part of his body, he swung more freely, and he shot more freely.

After fighting like this for two hours, the two sides fought again to an equal and equal strength, and at this moment, the sword in the flame man's hand turned into a knife, and each sword was carried

The ultimate madness, furious like a tiger, without any defense, all with all the strength of the attack.

"It's good to come!" This time, Zhao Yun didn't have any doubts, but was extremely excited, raising a gun and taking the initiative to attack, you are crazy, I am more crazy than you, you are crazy, I am even crazier than you!

"Bang bang!" Swords and guns kept colliding, the fire splashed in the field, and the two fanatical beast breaths kept colliding, and Zhao Yun was not afraid of anyone, and soon gained the upper hand!

"Courage and power are combined, people and guns are combined!" After continuous attempts and running-in, Zhao Yun finally realized that he had to integrate the killing intent in his heart and the courage in his chest into the gun, and gather all his strength to burst out, so that the momentum could be more fierce and the attack could be more oppressive.

"Kill!" At a certain moment, the anger in Zhao Yun's heart accumulated to the extreme, the first two times were half and half, this time he wanted to win all, he dodged a blow and turned around and stabbed in the air, and the head of the gun exploded with a bang, at this time he forgot what guts and what was gunpower, he just wanted to break out, he just wanted to solve the guy in front of him with one shot!

The head of the gun rubbed against the air and the gas was blazing, and it collided with the flame man's flame knife in an instant, and suddenly the flames soared into the sky, and the swords and guns rang out, and it was only a moment, Zhao Yun's gun directly penetrated the blade and pierced into the flame man's chest.

Flame Man: "Bang!" The smoke disappeared and fell into the fire, and Zhao Yun was exhausted.

"The gun is the soldier of the general, the soldier of the broken formation, the king of a hundred soldiers!" Zhao Yun has always felt that he likes guns, so he uses guns, but he has not thought carefully about how guns are different from other weapons.

And although he didn't use a sword before, he always felt that the sword was the king of a hundred soldiers, a swordsman in white, chic, and sharp, with a variety of swordsmanship, difficult to figure out, and difficult to estimate the power.

But now he understands that there is no king of a hundred soldiers, it all depends on whose hands it is!

"The gun is even more human!" As soon as he thought of this, an invincible belief erupted in Zhao Yun's body, and it merged with the spear's momentum, and in an instant, the spear in his hand let out a wild roar, like a transformation, and its power suddenly doubled.

"Boom, boom!" Zhao Yun shot three times in a row, and each shot seemed to have the momentum of a thunderbolt, and he would not return if he did not break it, and he would not stop until it was broken.

"There's a sense of self-esteem...... How deep is this guy's previous accumulation......" The bear girl was a little surprised, Zhao Yun fought continuously with his injured body, not only realized the palm momentum, but also broke through the shackles in doubt and firmness, and comprehended a trace of self-prestige, although it was only a trace, but the meaning was completely different.

To be able to have enlightenment in such a short period of time, in addition to understanding, there must also be enough accumulation, so the bear girl will wonder what he has experienced.

"Fu Fang Gong, it is indeed a wrong ......" Zhao Yun's comprehension of Fu Fang Gong is a little deeper, this Imperial Dead Soldier Gong is rumored to be written by the Emperor of Canghai himself, and it is really extraordinary.

It's a pity that for some reason, Fu Fang Gong will be used as a dead soldier exercise, and Zhao Yun didn't think it was wrong before, because it was originally at the cost of consuming essence and spirit, injuring the enemy by a thousand and losing a thousand by himself. But now he found out that the real effect of Fu Fang Gong is to fuse, fuse all his own advantages into one, and burst out with the strongest power!

"The blessing of recuperation can be eternal!" The bear girl popped out a sentence inexplicably, without much explanation, and said, "If you go to the imperial capital one day, you may be able to get the second half of the Fu Fang Gong, and then you will understand the true meaning."

"Is there still the second half of the Fu Fang Gong?"

For this question, the girl was silent, and the question was simply nonsense!

"You're from the Imperial Capital?"

The girl still didn't answer, "Give you three hours to recuperate, and continue the special training!"

Zhao Yun was stupid, and hurriedly found a place to recuperate, but the injury was really serious.

The recovery in three hours was very tense, and there was no way, so I had to endure the pain and take it with a good healing effect, but the handful of third-order spirit grasses had tears streaming down my face, and my heart ached and my liver hurt.

Three hours later, Zhao Yun thought that the bear girl would let him deal with the second-order demon beast, but who knew that the other party said that the demon beast was too brainless and there was no point in fighting, so he found him an opponent.

The opponent Zhao Yun also had a relationship, it was the white-clothed swordsman who fought the second-order demon beast alone!

The young swordsman was first startled when he saw the bear girl, and then Bin

Said politely: "Dare to ask the girl, but is it Princess Anyang?"

"Princess?" Zhao Yun was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but glance at the girl, the secret way was too far from the gentle and elegant fairy tale princess in her imagination, who was the princess, so strong!

The bear girl seemed to see through Zhao Yun's thoughts, and said unkindly, "What, am I not worthy of being a princess?"

"That's not it, I think you should be a queen by temperament."