Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two and a half months have passed.

In the ring of the iron-blooded military camp, a bald man crossed his legs and a spear was placed next to him, and there were people standing under the ring, muttering something in a low voice? From time to time, the gaze looks somewhere.

The referee wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up at the dazzling sunlight, and said, "There are still five minutes left, is there anyone who wants to come up and challenge?" ”

The bald man sitting in the ring raised his eyebrows, and the people in the audience looked around, but no one spoke.

"And the last minute!" The referee said loudly.

"No, the madman didn't come?"

"Alas, I'll just say, why did he dare to come just now, and he didn't believe me."

"Alas, bad luck has been waiting in vain for so long."

Everyone began to talk about it, and the corner of the bald man's mouth just raised a smile, and suddenly he heard a person: "It's coming!" The madman is coming! ”

Everyone was shocked, and then looked at a person coming from a distance with a resentful face.

A person dressed in black cloth and holding a spear walked towards this side with a rainbow of momentum, his steps were calm, but he walked very quickly, and in a blink of an eye he had come to the ring.

The bald man opened his eyes and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and asked, "Have you broken through the fourfold martial arts?" He asked in surprise, but his tone was full of affirmation.

The handsome young man only raised a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth and did not make any answer.

The bald man was not angry, but just looked into the eyes of the handsome young man with a pair of vulture eyes, and the handsome young man's eyes were full of confidence, obviously sure of this battle.

The bald man stood up and formed a confrontation with the handsome young man, the two were expressionless, but their eyes were extremely sharp, and the battle between the two was tense and imminent.

"Xuan Yifan vs. Cheng Lianqi! Start now! After saying this, the referee swiped it and disappeared into the ring.

As soon as the words fell, the guns of the two men shot out at the same time like a gale, and before the guns arrived, there were already two imminent guns permeating the ring, and when the two cold lights were about to hit each other, the two hands shook, and the two cold lights seemed to have spirituality, and at the same time bypassed the tip of each other's guns, pointing directly at each other's chests like poisonous snakes.

The two of them stopped the gun almost at the same time, their bodies swept back, the two took three steps back, and looked at the clothes in front of each other's chests There was a hole that was not too big or small, and they couldn't help nodding slightly, and the two were very satisfied with the gun.

Cheng Lianqi suddenly said: "Very good, it seems that I have to fight with all my might!" Saying that, the starting style with a spear in hand became a starting hand style that Xuan Yifan had never seen before.

At the same time, at this moment of change, there was a red glow in his sharp eyes, which made people feel creepy. The cold aura emanating from the body is even more terrifying.

Xuan Yifan was fearless, his eyes were staring, and a cold glow had appeared in his eyes, which was heart-wrenching. The momentum is high-pitched, and the momentum is high to overwhelm one side.

The two looked at each other, and their terrifying momentum collided fiercely, and the surrounding atmosphere solidified like a barrel of gunpowder, which exploded at the slightest touch.

Not far away, General Zhonglang led ten people to look at the two people in the ring, and said, "I remember that this starting hand is in the stick method!" ”

One of them said: "Indeed, Cheng Lianqi's father used to be a small dart master in the dart game, and later learned a stick method, called splitting the mountain, and later passed it to Cheng Lianqi." ”

The other person said with some concern: "Now it seems that this Cheng Lianqi has learned this mountain splitting stick method perfectly, and he is also assisted by marksmanship, I am afraid that the ...... of the same realm as him"

One of them retorted: "Can we still turn the other way around!" ”

"Don't say it, it's going to start!" Someone said.

In the ring.

Cheng Lianqi pulled out a shot, like a mountain pressing down, Xuan Yifan's pupils shrank, and he was now very sure that this was definitely not any move in the basic marksmanship. Xuan Yifan retreated quickly, he had no way back.

Bang!

With a ferocious internal strength, this shot knocked out several cracks in the hard bluestone slab. Gravel splashes.

Xuan Yifan ignored the pain of the small gravel splashing on his face, and stabbed it with a shot, Cheng Lianqi had already raised the spear and stabbed it out, and the two shots collided, and two powerful forces spread from the body of the gun to his body. Cheng Lianqi took four steps back very chicly, and Xuan Yifan took three steps back in a row, and he had retreated to the end of the ring.

No refund! If you retreat, you'll lose!

Xuan Yifan held his body and did not retreat, he only felt that his qi and blood were rolling, and a mouthful of blood poured into his throat, Xuan Yifan forcibly swallowed it with his internal strength, but there was still a wisp of blood left at the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Lianqi shot again, although he only shot once, there were countless changes, the cycle went on and on, the charm was incomparable, and in an instant, three big gun flowers appeared, one in the throat, one in the chest, and one in the heart.

The smell of death had already hit his face, Xuan Yifan didn't have time to think about it, death made him exceed his current limit, and stabbed eleven times in a row.

A series of tinkling sounds, such as dense rain knocking on the window, beads falling on the jade plate, the shocking sound suddenly stopped and suddenly heard two "clicks", two cold lights flew out and flew out of the ring. Only the barrel of the gun was held tightly in the hand

The two have also exhausted their old strength, and new power has not yet been born. Both had respite.

No, you have to use a trick, you have to delay a little time. Xuan Yifan thought to himself, the Qi Condensation Technique in his body was running wildly, and his eyes were full of confidence in this move.

Xuan Yifan's eyes flashed, and he gasped: "What was that just now?" ”

Cheng Lianqi said: "That's the standard for whether people who use guns will use guns, obviously you won't!" ”

Xuan Yifan's pupils contracted, and the green tendons and snakes in his hands bulged, and almost no one noticed that the long stick in his hand had glowed faintly.

Cheng Lianqi looked at Xuan Yifan and straightened his waist again, frowned, and said, "You should understand that you can't defeat me now with only basic marksmanship." ”

Xuan Yifan smiled, his eyes were full of confidence, and said, "Some things have to be tried to know!" ”

Cheng Lianqi sneered: "It seems that there are only dead people, and they don't daydream!" ”

Cheng Lianqi swung his gun again, and the three big spear flowers, containing endless strong wind, stabbed at Xuan Yifan accordingly.

Facing the terrifying spearmanship, Xuan Yifan closed his eyes, as if he had given up, and suddenly opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear, and with a shot he swung, and a glow of energy like a bright crescent moon ran out, and the terrifying three spear flowers were cut into dust in an instant.

Cheng Lianqi flew out of the ring upside down and fell heavily to the ground, he raised his head and spurted blood and looked at Xuan Yifan in surprise, and just wanted to say something when his head tilted and fainted to the ground.

The transformation happened so quickly that the people in the ring were dumbfounded.

Zhonglang General and the ten people, who saw everything in their eyes, were also a little surprised. General Zhonglang suddenly smiled again, and said: "Gun God, the three keys of condensing qi, gather qi and release it, it's good...... It seems that these two can only die on the battlefield. ”

……

A silver glittering plaid armor was clinging to Xuan Yifan's body, and he didn't feel any discomfort, and he couldn't help but sigh, what a fine workmanship.

He looked left and right at the same plaid armor as him, ten in all, his eyes shining with golden light caressing the staggered scales of the armor.

He turned his head again to look behind him at the black pressure of two hundred people in wooden rattan armor, and then at two thousand seven hundred people in coarse cloth clothes, he turned his head, took a long breath, and spit it out, and breathed it out, and spit it out again...... It took many back and forth times before I calmed down.

Xuan Yifan's eyes flickered, and he felt as if he had become numb.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

The long trumpet sounded, and three thousand men marched out of the city where they had been imprisoned for three months. Facing the enemy army three miles away, Xuan Yifan looked at each other, and he clearly felt it in his eyes, with the desire for life and the fear of death in his eyes.

Dead silence, dead silence.

The wind blows across the earth, the flags hanging on the city are waving in the wind, and the phoenix in the banner wants to fly in the wind.

Boom! Knock knock!! Knock knock knock!!

The drums on both sides were noisy, and the blood of the people listening was surging, but still no one moved, the drums became more and more intense, and Xuan Yifan seemed to hear a firm and powerful voice saying a word in his ear: rush.

He bit his tongue, and the pain took him out of his voice, but someone did not break away and roared and rushed out, one rush, and the whole audience rushed.

Xuan Yifan rushed into the enemy army like a sharp arrow, the enemy's hideous face, the sonorous sound of metal, and the miserable screams of people on both sides, full of the smell of blood, wrapped Xuan Yifan.

He can only charge, there is no way back.

I saw him swing a shot, ghostly slashing through the enemy's throat, blood splattered, and the man fell to the ground.

Xuan Yifan saw that the enemy had fallen, exhaled a breath, and looked back, countless blades were scattered on the battlefield full of corpses, and there were still howling people on the ground, one of his arms was broken, covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was friend or foe, and suddenly a shot pierced the man's throat, the man's eyes were protruding, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Xuan Yifan followed the gun and saw a person, a crazy man, his eyes were red and his mouth muttered: "I want to live, I want to live, whoever stops me will die......"

The mad man's eyes were fixed on Xuan Yifan, he pulled out his gun, and soon, blood splattered like mist.

This man is crazy! Xuan Yifan thought to himself.

Xuan Yifan tilted his head away from him and took a step back, indicating that he had no intention of fighting him. Who, when he saw Xuan Yifan retreating, he took another step forward and stared at Xuan Yifan with his eyes.

Xuan Yifan frowned tightly and took another step back. This man went one step further.

Xuan Yifan took two steps back in a row, and this person took two more steps.

Xuan Yifan stopped retreating, looked at this man's crazy gaze and asked, "What do you want to do?" Do you want to die? ”

Who knew that as soon as this dead word came out, this person became even more crazy, the fierce light was revealed, the preemptive strike, a shot was stabbed, the momentum was like a rainbow, extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached three inches of the throat.

Xuan Yifan dodged sideways, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spear in his hand stabbed out at an extremely tricky angle, stabbing straight to his throat.

Who knew that between the calcium carbide firelight, this person's figure turned, and he dodged this shot, Xuan Yifan raised his eyebrows, followed the pace, his hand shook, the gun moved with the person, and the gun was like a spirit snake when he would take the head of the person.

Call!!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and at a glance, a gun came quickly, and the cold was pressing, and it was too late to avoid it. Xuan Yifan's spear turned, and the spear that had been entangled in this person was used to struggle, and the spear in this person's hand was stuck on the gun, and the hand exerted force, and the internal strength burst out, and the spear swished, hitting the spear, only to hear the bang, only the head of the gun was left, and the body of the gun had exploded, which showed how strong the power of this gun was.

Xuan Yifan had swept back four meters away, looking at the two people next to the madman, both of them were thin, and they looked exactly the same as the madman, the only difference was that one had a mole under the corner of his left mouth, and the other had a scar on the right side of his face.

Xuan Yifan asked the three of them with exactly the same appearance: "You are three brothers?" ”