"The fourth child looks like a big man and three coarse, but he is actually very cautious in doing things, and his spiritual sense is also very keen.

Many times, nothing has happened yet, and with only the slightest warning, he can sense the danger.

When he senses danger, he will use his fastest speed to find allies and firmly gain the advantage in numbers.

It seems that you led people to besiege Shen Lian, but in fact, the people around you may have already been replaced, or he used himself as bait to arrange a nirvana. ”

Thinking of Shen Lian's series of arrangements, Guo Bujing was a little embarrassed, when he was young, he would never be able to do so carefully and come up with so many plans.

From the early layout, to showing the enemy weakness, to luring the enemy deeper, and then to encircling and destroying the enemy, and even how to deal with the aftermath after killing the enemy, we have also thought of countermeasures.

With limited resources in his hands, Shen Lian did everything he could, while protecting the people in the city, he could kill and injure the thieves as much as possible.

All participants are credited!

Arrange bereavement for the war dead!

Shen Lian is by no means a person who eats alone, he will always divide the bread and get benefits together.

All those who help, even thieves like Sikong Xingxing, can be rewarded.

"To tell you the truth, the fourth child's plan is so powerful that it even disrupted my calculations, and the person I want to attract seems impossible to come."

Guo Bujing showed pride: "I am proud of the fourth child's approach, and the fourth child's approach is correct!" ”

Ling Yufeng asked curiously, "The plan you made should be to show weakness to the enemy, deliberately make us think that we will succeed, and take the opportunity to lure out the real principal."

Maybe it's the prince of Mengyuan, or maybe it's the prince of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, or maybe it's the descendants of Zhang Shicheng, Chen Youliang and others, in short, they are all very valuable.

The price of doing so is to the detriment of the people of the city.

The people will definitely be hurt, and even have three or five days of chaos, otherwise they would not have been able to jump out.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if they show their traces because of the victory, there are no three days, Guo Juxia will not be able to catch them, this is a loss that must be paid.

It is not my intention to judge the rights and wrongs of this choice.

I don't know if it's a big win or a loss of money.

I only know one thing, and that is that Shen Lian will not agree to this plan, and he will definitely not agree.

Those who achieve great things are informal, but who can guarantee that they are not that 'small section'? Who can guarantee that one day, they will not become a 'loss'?

Shen Lian is by no means a righteous gentleman, but he has a strange love for the common people.

Not to mention that in the twenty years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, what is needed is to maintain stability, not to take risks to catch thieves, otherwise even if there is a profit, the emperor will not be able to make a difference. ”

Guo Bujing nodded in approval: "You are really a very smart person, I feel sorry for you." ”

Ling Yufeng said with a smile: "The matter of fake silver tickets will definitely be exposed, and there is no guarantee that local depositors will definitely withdraw money, how should you deal with it?" ”

Guo Bujing said: "Regarding this point, the fourth child has already thought of a countermeasure, and there will be no accident in the custody." ”

"What if there are a few more masters?"

"The fourth left a helper."

"Where did he find so many masters?"

"I don't know!"

"You are Shen Lian's master, and all his skills are taught by you, how can you not know?"

"This is called blue out of blue, which shows that my education method is very correct and deserves to be vigorously promoted."

"Aren't you afraid that Yan Longyuan will kill Shen Lian?"

"You may not know that as long as the person who loses in the hands of Shen Lian will never have a chance to win!"

"Shen Lian is really that powerful?"

"He is ten times more powerful than you think, I have answered so many questions from you, now it is time for you to tell me, what is the identity of the twelve green dragons of the Blue Dragon Society?"

……

"Bell!"

Two spears slammed into each other.

Murong Bo bared his teeth and grinned, and his killing intent increased greatly.

It has only been more than a month since the last duel between the two, but Shen Lian's martial arts have improved a lot.

At the beginning, when the spears were bombarded, Murong Bo could still use his skills to suppress people, but now the strength of the two is actually comparable, and his arms trembled slightly with the battle.

Murong Bo had no doubt that if the two of them bombarded each other twenty or thirty times, his tiger's mouth would inevitably be shattered.

What kind of monster is this?

How can the pace of progress be so fast?

If you don't kill him today, he will inevitably become a great disaster of life and death one day, and he will be killed regardless of everything.

Murong Bo's eyes flashed, the spear was like a meteor passing through the sky, stabbing at Shen Lian's chest and abdomen, and the sword in his left hand swayed a large area of blue light, all of which were powerful moves.

Dragon City Swordsmanship!

The ancestor of the Murong clan, Murong Longcheng, created a peerless school.

Open and close, ten swings and ten decisions, the sword unfolds like a spear and halberd, the sunset in the border city, and the yellow sand for thousands of miles.

The Beiba spear and the Longcheng swordsmanship are all Murong family's unique learning, and naturally there are ways to cooperate with each other, and the fingers occasionally pick and poke and prick, which is the Murong clan's ginseng finger.

Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, Dragon City Swordsmanship, Shen He Finger, Beiba Gun, each of them is a peerless study in the world, especially the Beiba Gun, which is even more profound and subtle, and it is unstoppable.

It's a pity that the talent of the Murong clan is weak, and except for Murong Chui, no one can exert three points of power.

Compared with the Beiba spear, on the contrary, the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift and the Dragon City swordsmanship are more proficient, especially the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, which has become a new inheritance of the Murong Clan.

You can't learn the Beiba gun, or you don't need to learn to participate in the finger, but you can't help but learn to fight and turn the stars.

Based on the Dou Zhuan Star Shift, many peerless maneuvers surrounded, exquisite moves emerged one after another, and Murong Bo, who was full of firepower, was really shocking.

"Kill!"

Murong Bo let out a mournful voice like a night owl.

More than 20 years of hard work was easily destroyed by Shen Lian and others, if Shen Lian was not killed, even if he went to the underworld to see the king of Yama, he would definitely be unwilling.

The spear slashed through the cold light and stabbed at Shen Lian's lower abdomen, the sword flew by in a frightening manner, and the Xuanniao slashed the sand, and the move did not leave Shen Lian's throat, and the move was life-threatening and soul-seducing.

Shen Lian's arms were slightly exerted, and the qi and blood in his body were like the Yangtze River, surging endlessly.

The bronzed skin burst into blood, white smoke emanated from all over it, and the body was as hot as fire lava, but the spear edge became more and more cold and piercing.

Feet stand on the ground and take root, as stable as Mount Tai.

Splitting mountains and chasing the sea with both arms, the strength runs through a thousand pounds.

Only attack but not defend, only advance and not retreat, only stab but not defend.

Shen Lian had already opened the valve and released the wild beast in his heart, and his divine power was endless.

Like a powder keg about to explode, like an active volcano about to erupt, it is more surging than the waves, more violent than a hurricane, and more dead and silent than the yellow sand desert.

Murong Bo felt the howling of the wind, the burning of the fire, the lapping of the waves, and the desperate loneliness in the yellow sand.

In a trance, I even felt the smell of alcohol.

Very chic liquor!

Very heroic wine!

This is Shen Lian's gun, like the rising sun, full of vitality and infinite possibilities.

Very decadent liquor!

Very desperate smell of alcohol!

This is Murong Bo's gun, he seems to have smelled the smell of the coffin board, and the resentment and anger then become decaying, and in the decay is complete despair.

No matter what kind of ambition he has, he will gradually feel hopeless in the face of an opponent who is not afraid of injury, bloodshed, or death, and is getting faster and stronger, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

From the first move of the confrontation between the two, Shen Lian never took half a step back, attacking strongly, and fighting to the death.

Murong Bo urged his strength again and again, and performed Murong Clan's mastery again and again, and even the seventy-two stunts that he learned in seclusion in Shaolin have also been displayed in several ways.

But what's the point?

Shen Lian's physical potential seemed to be unlimited, and it was like a spring, the greater the pressure, the stronger the power of the counterattack, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

Divine power!

Divine power urges again!

The divine power urges again!

Infinite power of the gods!

"Bell!"

The sword in Murong Bo's palm was shattered by the gun, and Murong Bo gave up the blade in his hand and attacked with his fists and feet.

But it was the last marksmanship duel, so Murong Bo knew that his marksmanship couldn't be compared, so it was better to use his fists and kicks directly.

He lived in seclusion in Shaolin for many years, learned more than 30 Shaolin skills, although he did not know the method, could not comprehend the wonderful meaning of Buddhism, but learned a lot of tricks.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, each of which is modified and perfected by several generations of monks, and the original stunts handed down by Bodhidharma have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Some of the martial arts passed down by Bodhidharma have been replaced by more advanced skills, and the replaced skills have not been wasted, but have been compiled into seventy-two arts.

For the martial arts handed down by the sages, there is neither blind worship nor abandonment, but continuous modification and improvement, to extract the essence from the rough, this is the true truth of the martial arts sect, which can be passed down for thousands of years.

The martial arts that Murong Bo secretly learned were all the most advanced and powerful moves, as fast as lightning and as thunder.

Dragon Claw Hand, Annihilation Claw, Indra Claw, Phaseless Tribulation Finger, Flower Finger, Trouble-free Finger, Donkey Kong Palm, Donkey Kong Fist, Sumeru Mountain Palm, Prajna Palm......

The endless Shaolin stunts only make people feel dazzled, but Shen Lian doesn't care about it, he just keeps swinging his guns and attacking, and he has already occupied eighty percent of the offensive.

"Back then, thousands of miles were looking for a marquis;

Pima Shuliang Prefecture;

Where is the dream of Guan He;

Dusty old mink fur. ”

Shen Lian's deep and heavy voice, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, beat on Murong Bo's chest, only making people feel that his lifelong pursuit, Wang Tu's hegemony, was all dust.

The Murong family has been dead for hundreds of years, Gusu Murong only has two fathers and sons, the father faked his death and escaped, he did not dare to reveal his true face, and his son ran around all day long, never happy.

What is the joy of living like this?

Even if you want to visit your homeland and visit the ruins, you don't know which mountain to visit or which city to visit?

Nameless marksmanship - Guan He Dream Break!

The sky seems to be crossed by a meteor, and it is rumored that every time a meteor falls, it will take a life.

This time will certainly be no exception.

Murong Bo's life is only dreamy.

Now that the dream is completely cut off, what's the point of living? Is it necessary to live?

"Poof!"

Gu Wen stabbed straight in the air, pierced Murong Bo's chest, and pinned Murong Bo to the ground.

Murong Bo closed his tired eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed two smiles, he was so tired in his life, he had never had half a day of chic and happy.

Now it's finally time to put it down.

Let go of the dream!

Let go of the baggage!

Drop your life!

The dream is broken.

Man is liberated.

(End of chapter)