Chapter 137: Gun-Intent Boy! Wake up!

Boom!

Click-

There was a loud bang, accompanied by the crisp sound of fractures.

The one-armed corpse's neck bent back at an eerie angle.

The position of the lower jaw is directly exploded.

Rumble!

Watching the dried corpse fall to the ground, Lu Yuan came to it and waited for the corpse to weather, leaving behind the red and white crystals.

Beckoning slightly.

The two crystals are transformed into two streams of black and red smoke and merge into the terrestrial source.

Lu Yuan absorbed it silently, with some faint expectations in his heart.

"It's a seventh-rank late martial artist...."

As memories came back to his mind, Lu Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he was watching a long movie.

......

[The terrifying beast tide has destroyed countless people's homes...

A cowardly little boy whose parents have died has fled from his homeland and arrives alone in a strange city.

This is the power under the jurisdiction of the Tianyan Sect, and everyone aims to join the Tianyan Sect.

The annual Tianyan Sect introductory test was opened, and the young man stared at the test crystal with a pair of beautiful brown eyes. 】

["Mental power is not qualified, next! ] ”

The young man left dejectedly, looking back at the towering mountain from time to time, reluctant to give up.

"Boy, I see that your martial arts talent is okay, Tianyan Sect doesn't want you, why don't you come to my martial arts hall, how about I teach you martial arts?"

"I don't have any money..."

The boy turned his head to look at the man and spoke.

"Haha, as long as I can inherit my martial arts and carry it forward, what is this bit of silver?" 】

[In the martial arts hall, the young man was wearing a martial arts training uniform and standing in front of the man.

"Boy, tell me, what martial arts do you want to learn?"

"Guns!"

"Why?"

"Because you are a spear path master, I want to be like the teacher!"

The young man's immature voice was very firm.

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed. 】

["Seven pins! Lu Ming has broken through the seventh grade... Fifteen-year-old seven-rank martial artist! ”

"This talent is too strong, and his spear skills have already become small, and it is very likely that he will enter the sixth-grade grandmaster realm before he becomes an adult!"

In the martial arts hall, everyone looked at the young man who was standing proudly with a spear in his hand with a look of surprise, and his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

The boy was unmoved, and turned his head to look at the man.

"Teacher... I'm seven pins! ”

"Well, keep up the good work, you're still far from it."

The man folded his hands behind his back, nodded, and turned to leave.

The boy was silent, but the hand holding the gun tightened a little. 】

......

[Years passed, and suddenly one day, the door of the martial arts hall was slammed open.

The young man stopped practicing the gun, and a sharp gun intent burst out of his eyes.

The figure that rushed in was slightly stunned.

"Have you practiced your gun intent?"

The figure suddenly laughed miserably, and leaned against the door frame drenched in blood.

"It's too late, the front line of Tianyan Sect has retreated, and the beast tide has already entered the city, Lu Ming, what's the use of you practicing this gun intent?"

"What?"

The boy's face was shocked.

But he soon calmed down and said in a deep voice, "What about the teacher? ”

"It's dead, the people in the martial arts hall are dead."

The figure gave a mocking look.

"Before the teacher died, I asked me not to disturb you to practice the gun, saying that you are about to comprehend the gun intent, haha, you two are crazy!"

The spear flashed like a dragon.

The figure looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief and collapsed.

The boy put away his gun and walked over the corpse on the ground.

"The teacher is dead, so I'll die too..

It's a pity that my gun intent didn't allow the teacher to see it with his own eyes. ”】

......

The memory came to an abrupt end.

Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Can't you just let it go a little longer?"

He also wanted to see what that beast tide was, and it couldn't even stop such a powerful sect as Tianyan Sect.

But soon, Lu Yuan closed his eyes again, and countless gun memories swelled wantonly in his mind.

"Marksmanship.... Gunshot Memory..."

Lu Yuan has absorbed very few memories of guns, and this is the first time he has a new understanding of guns.

These pure martial arts memories and marksmanship experiences poured into Lu Yuan's body like a tide, blending into his flesh and bone marrow, forming muscle memories.

Lu Yuan's attainments in spearmanship have climbed more than one realm.

It's just a pity ....

There is no martial art that has been passed down to the youth.

It wasn't until the memory of the spear technique was absorbed that Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be a sharp edge like a teenager flashing in his eyes.

"The harvest is very large, and there is a comprehension of the gun intent...."

Lu Yuan muttered softly.

Whether it is sword intent or gun intent, in fact, there is a place to understand.

Even if Lu Yuan doesn't use a gun as a weapon in the future, he can still comprehend the sword intent in the Phaseless Blood Spirit Sword through these memories.

"Keep exploring."

Lu Yuan stood up, and was just about to continue moving forward, when his footsteps suddenly stopped, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I don't know when, his body was covered with stiff dried corpses, staring at him in unison.

Hundreds of pairs of hollow and godless pupils rotated with Lu Yuan's movements, and the picture was simply extremely weird.

"Was it the fight I just fought that attracted these guys to come over?"

Lu Yuan looked at the thin or old, or strong figures, and felt creepy.

The worst strength is also much stronger than the dried corpse he just killed!

Poked a hornet's nest ....

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly, at this time there was only one thought in his mind....

That's to run away!

The green mountains do not change the green water for a long time, Lu Yuan doesn't want to be eaten alive by this group of dried corpses, and no one wants to try the taste of death a second time!

What's more, after death, it is not without punishment, the spirit realm will not be able to enter, and the corresponding energy points will be deducted.

If the energy points are insufficient, whether he can return to the real world, Lu Yuan is not sure.

......

"Whew-"

in the room.

Lu Yuan sat up abruptly, gasping for breath.

Although he forcibly woke up and escaped from the predicament, he still had undissipated palpitations on his face.

Surrounded by dozens of seventh-rank and even sixth-rank martial arts masters, that oppressive force cannot be withstood by will alone.

"Even if I start the Martial Blood Fusion, I guess I won't last a few seconds under the siege...."

Looking at the white belly of the fish in the east, Lu Yuan simply got off the bed.

After some washing, he boiled hot water to prepare for the cultivation of the Blood Sea Demon Sutra.

In the boring time of waiting for the water to boil, he found a spear left behind by the warrior in the next room.

The body of the spear is made of an unknown solid wood.

It is as hard as iron and has a lot of density, but with a little force, you can feel the toughness of the rebound.

The tip of the gun is made of a special alloy and glows with a cold light.

The overall weight is about thirty catties, and it is light and fluttering in his hand, but Lu Yuan's strength is too great.

Buzz –

Lu Yuan raised the spear horizontally, and his posture was straight, as if the two were fused into one.