"The main quest has been completed, and now you can end the game by smashing the 'drama image' body in Jian Shanghui's hand," Yan Lan said, "Where did Fang Shu go?" ”

"Oh, he's gone to protect Shiranuma," Xin Shan said, "and said to reassure you." ”

Shiranuma wouldn't have been folded here, and even if it changed in the game, it wouldn't change in reality.

Protecting or saving is just to comfort one's heart.

There was chaos and noise ahead, and it should have been close to the group of students' game team, Yan Lan suddenly stopped and looked at Shi Wei Yun who was blocking the entrance of the corridor.

Shi Weiyun looked up at her, his face was really bad, but his words were calm: "You are about to recover." ”

[The face is so stinky, it is estimated that I was beaten too badly by Yan Lan last time]

[This Taoist priest is simply a bug, do you understand the bug? ] She doesn't need to be promoted to the star at all, she relies on martial arts, and what kind of achievements in the Five Emperors can KO the vast majority of players]

[What kind of hatred and what kind of grudge, I was used as a navigator by Yan Lan last time, and now I actually come to the side again, it's really amazing, amazing! ] Such perseverance must be a deep hatred]

"I'll go, he hasn't been beaten enough?" Xin Shan heard the voice, and the corners of his eyes twitched and he was speechless, "Why do you always come to you to find fault, what did you do before?" Can't kidnap someone's wife? ”

"What am I kidnapping his wife for?"

Yan Lan patted the back of Xin Shan's head:

"You go first, don't worry about the others, control Jian Shanghui, and then force him to use the [Good and Evil Drama Image], Dai Qingling should also be over there, if you can cooperate, cooperate first.

"Remember: it doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's important that the game has a good outcome."

"Got it." Xin Shan frowned, and Shi Weiyun didn't look at her much when she left.

"What kind of grudge do we have," Yan Lan raised her forehead, "If you have to beat me, will I admit defeat to you now?" ”

"Who wants you to throw in the towel? I want you to fight me, I don't need you to let me. ”

Yan Lan smacked her tongue: "Fight seriously?" ”

If she uses all her strength, if she doesn't beat him out of the, this person will be considered clean.

"Yes, what weapon do you want? I retracted your strength last time I saw you bare-handed, and I won't retract my strength this time. ”

"Weapons...... You use a red tassel gun, bring me a martial stick, an ordinary ash rod will do. ”

"Sticks? The choice is yours. ”

Shi Weiyun sneered, took out a white wax stick from the [backpack] and threw it to Yan Lan, and shot the moment the latter held it in his hand.

The cold mangs arrived first, and then the guns came out like dragons.

Yan Lan held the stick with both hands and swept it, and the two soldiers intersected, and the speed was dazzling.

The difference between a stick and a gun is: the gun pierces a line, the stick hits a large area, the marksmanship is all in the expansion and contraction of the circle point, and the stick method is the speed of pounding.

"Eight Immortal Sticks?"

Shi Weiyun was chopped back a few steps by the steady and energetic stick technique, and recognized the move.

"Yes, but the actual combat power is average," Yan Lan retracted, and his holding technique changed, "Come on." ”

Shi Wei Yun stabbed forward, Yan Lan bent her knees, picked a fisherman on a stick and dropped the oar to sweep away the head of the gun, and the horse step bullet stick wanted to hit Shi Wei Yun's knee, but was blocked by the red tassel gun.

The red tassel spear shot out to attack the center of the eyebrows, Yan Lan bent back and retreated, and the dancing flower passed over her back and picked up the stick to split the head of the gun.

"Gorou gossip stick." Shi Weiyun retreated.

Gorou gossip stick.

With a gun into a stick, the stick method Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip, evolving into a sixty-point stick method, its speed is fast, the moves are changeable, and there are both strength and change and speed.

Yan Lan: "That's right. ”

The two soldiers intersected, and the moves quickly came out of the afterimage, pulling out the clouds and seeing the sun, sweeping thousands of troops over the river and the sea, and the dragon exploring the sea and the dark clouds covered the top back with a horse gun, and all kinds of moves were hearty.

Shi Weiyun's heart began to be impetuous.

Many but not refined are the most common in martial arts, but there are always some exceptions.

Yan Lan is a genius, at the age of 15, he won the first place in the masterful Beidou Martial Arts Conference, and he has a spirit when he starts with a hundred soldiers.

I don't know how many people have won the admiration and envy of people, even after so many years, each family deliberately covers up the heat, and the juniors of all ethnic groups can imagine such amazing and gorgeous from the old posts, treasured videos, and the stories of their predecessors.

Unreproducible, unique.

[Weapons are all used by the master, I am strong enough, I can naturally control them, and the rest ...... Naturally, it won. 】

Shi Weiyun looked at Yan Lan who was interviewed in the circle from a distance, and clenched his fists tightly when he heard this.

Naturally, a good one comes naturally.

arrogant, unabashedly sharp, can be described as "born rich", and has become a genius that everyone cannot hope for.

Talented......

These two words are a mountain that cannot be climbed, an enemy that cannot be crushed.

Why? Why, why?!

Why can't you, I can't! Why don't I have such a talent for you?!

It's not fair! God is not fair at all! Why?!

Shi Wei Yun roared, his eyes glared angrily, and the red tassel spear under his command walked like a reckless dragon, and the move was fatal!

Yan Lan flipped the stick in her hand, and found the right time to sweep the stick and hit her waist.

A stick out of a thousand pounds!

The body of the stick was bent, and the force poured into it shattered the wooden stick, and this stick alone hammered Shi Weiyun to the ground.

"Poof—"

Shi Weiyun only felt dizzy, gasped violently after vomiting blood, wanted to sit up but couldn't sit up, gritted his teeth and struggled, and his eyes were cynical.

What does this look like......

Yan Lan put away her stick, and a picture flashed back to her mind.

Tens of thousands of people in the audience shouted, and the young man who fell to the ground clutched the Shaolin stick tightly, trying to get up but fell down.

Yan Lan stretched out her hand to drag him but was swept away, and the other party said angrily with red eyes:

[Don't have mercy on me! You're just a light with a spear head! 】

"Oh...... I remembered. ”

(End of chapter)