For an instant, it was as if I couldn't move.

It was the momentum of a martial artist in its purest form, not any star skill or mystery.

"Zheng!" The middle-aged man took off the scabbard, but did not draw out the spear, but pointed the gun directly at Lin Feng with one hand. Just like this, the fierce gun intent could not be stopped, and the surrounding space seemed to be completely enveloped, and only the huge scabbard was left in front of Lin Feng's eyes.

Heart, pounding.

I didn't feel any killing intent, but there was a sense of war intent boiling.

"Take the gun. The voice was calm, but it was irresistible, Lin Feng stared at the middle-aged man, and faintly understood. At this moment, there is no need for any words, no need to ask any more questions, just do it.

The amethyst gun is unsheathed.

Violently roared, and the gun had a spirit.

As if feeling the strong gun intent, Lin Feng held the amethyst gun tightly, and for the first time deeply felt the texture of the 'gun in hand', the simplicity of returning to the origin. Yes, no matter how strong the gun move, in fact, it is the same as the original, it is just a shot with the hand and the body.

Inexplicably, the heart feels so peaceful.

Even under the pressure of such a powerful gun intent, holding the amethyst gun in his hand is self-contained and completely undisturbed.

"Oh?" the middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly, as if he was quite surprised.

Facing Lin Feng with a gun, he closed his eyes tightly, but he didn't attack, just stood quietly. One person, one shot, two people, two shots, forming a unique landscape in this rocky field, the space has a feeling of suffocation, as if no existence can get close.

...

Time passes quietly.

Lin Feng seemed to have entered a state of complete self, isolated from the outside world.

Holding the amethyst gun in your hand, you don't need to be too deliberate to control it, and you don't need any complicated skills, you just need to communicate with your heart. Feel it with your own body, instinctively. The soul of the gun seems to be in harmony with the soul of the person, and it remains on a horizontal line.

It's profound, but it's simple.

It seems to be a mystery, but it seems to be just at hand, and it doesn't require any strength.

Quietly, there is no other existence in this world.

Only oneself remains, only the amethyst gun remains.

Time seems to pass very slowly, as if it was a dream. Even his thoughts became extremely hazy. There seemed to be a vague shadow in front of him, quietly blooming under the convergence of that white light, illuminating, becoming clearer and clearer, and Lin Feng's eyes seemed to widen in an instant.

"That's!?" Lin Feng was shocked.

That's right!

I wasn't ...... just now.

"Wow!~" The head was sober. Lin Feng suddenly came back to his senses.

I opened my eyes hard, and the return of my thoughts drove the 'sonorous' sound of the amethyst gun. Resounding like a hollow valley. A light slowly burned in front of him. The body that had just regained consciousness was inexplicably unable to move, and the strong momentum was completely oppressed down at this moment.

Shrouded like a cloud of smoke, like thunder!

"Cymbal!" a loud tremor shook his head, cutting out all distractions.

At this moment, there was no more sound. Without any line of sight, he seemed to have entered a world of 'guns'.

In the sky, many fragments of white mist dispersed and gradually converged into a cloud.

Very white.

White and immaculate.

Just like the spot of light ahead.

It was like a gathering of white mist. Just like the birth of a cloud, all the surrounding breath converges on this point, and the strength, strength, and breath turn into a clean shot, turning into a light and faint appearance of the white clouds.

This shot is not fast, let alone swift and powerful.

It was just a simple shot, but it was like a white cloud falling, and the sky bloomed with indigo light.

However, the feeling for himself is stronger than any gun move. It seems to integrate countless gun moves into one, as if to bring simplicity to the extreme, the appearance of the gun is not dragging the mud and water, a shot is a shot, straightforward.

Like clouds and fog, dawn and dawn.

"This gun is called 'Yunqi'. A faint voice rang in my ears, like a bell ringing in my heart.

Lin Feng opened his eyes in an instant, and everything around him was like a dream bubble, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. At this moment, I am still standing on that rock, the sky, the sky, the earth, the earth, the earth, the slightest change, but... But there was one less.

The middle-aged man with a spear in his hand.

It has long been gone, just like this gun move, the clouds and fog opened, and the traces of people disappeared.

"He ......"

"Are you teaching me?"

Lin Feng looked at his hands in a daze, feeling extremely incredible.

Even if it is only for a moment, but I seem to have grown a lot, not the rapid growth of marksmanship, but the understanding of the gun, the comprehension of the artistic conception of marksmanship, and a new understanding of the future of the gun, the fog ahead, just like this shot falling-

The clouds are up!

"Huh!?" Yu Guang glanced at the compass, and the time indicated above, Lin Feng's face changed suddenly.

"It's been seven days so soon?"

With his eyes wide, Lin Feng was shocked.

It feels like I've only passed for a moment, but... That's seven days?

"By the way, I seemed to have had an epiphany before?" Lin Feng thought suddenly, his eyes shining. I was completely immersed in the world of marksmanship, as if it was the middle-aged man who woke him up, and then... And he taught himself that shot.

After that, it disappeared without a trace.

"He's really weird. Lin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Ever before, I had always felt that this middle-aged man was weird.

Today, it's even better.

"Mother is right, in this Douling World Realm, there are many strong people who hide and don't care about the world, and they want to break through Xuan Zhen and become a starry sky powerhouse. ”

"Come to think he's one of them, isn't he?"

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled slightly.

At the moment, if you don't know the strength of this middle-aged man, it would be too stupid.

Although he doesn't know his identity, his strength is definitely at the level of his mother, far beyond the human and demon holy lord. In front of him, he couldn't resist at all, and if he had murderous intent towards him, he would have died many times.

"But who is he sacred?"

"Is it the ancient clan powerhouse, or is it the hidden human powerhouse, but does the human race have such a strong warrior?"

"The strangest thing is. What is he going to teach me for?"

Confused, Lin Feng looked into the distance, feeling curious in his heart.

...

...

Water Curtain Cave.

A figure suddenly appeared.

If Lin Feng saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize that it was the middle-aged man with a huge scabbard on his back.

What is he doing here?

Boom, boom, boom, inch by inch, seemingly slow, but as if teleporting. What's even more strange is that in this strange water curtain cave, he is completely on the ground, as if it is not the first time he has arrived. The mist in front of him was hazy, and the water rose was standing Tingting.

"Holy Lord. This side please. Opening the passage, Shui Yumei looked respectful.

Holy Lord?

The person who came was one of the twelve holy masters of mankind, and the dragon saw the head and the tail-

Cloud Spear Holy Master!

...

"How is it?" said the Heavenly Machine Holy Lord with a kind smile.

"Not bad. "The Cloud Spear Holy Lord cherishes words like gold.

"Oh?" the Heavenly Machine Saint Lord was slightly surprised.

"The gun sense is excellent, but the qualifications are ......" hesitated. Without further talking, the Cloud Spear Holy Lord's gaze fell on the Heavenly Machine Holy Lord. Deep voice. "The three conditions owed to you have been fully paid, and from now on, you and I will be cleared up, farewell, and there will be no time in the future. ”

With that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"With a body of cultivation, you are willing to live a mediocre life?" the Heavenly Machine Holy Lord's eyes sparkled.

Didn't stop. The Cloud Spear Holy Lord's dim eyes flashed, "No need to persuade me anymore, the survival of the human race has nothing to do with me. ”

But she ......, "The Heavenly Machine Holy Lord still wanted to persuade again, but a terrifying aura exploded in front of him. The Cloud Spear Holy Lord's footsteps had stopped, and he didn't look back, but the huge scabbard was violently violent, and the surging gun intent couldn't help but release it.

"Well, I won't advise. The Heavenly Machine Holy Lord closed his mouth in interest, but he knew the temperament of the Cloud Spear Holy Lord.

The sheath of the spear of the Great Earthquake stopped falling, and the irrepressible arrogance of the Cloud Spear Holy Lord slowly dissipated, and then he took another step and went out.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. The Heavenly Machine Saint Lord smiled, "Not all of the Lin Feng you have seen, this son also has a clone with extremely high qualifications, majoring in the way of the God of War. Gazing at the Cloud Spear Holy Lord, he saw that his pace slowed down slightly, but it still did not stop, entering the whirlpool, and disappeared in an instant.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the Heavenly Machine Holy Lord narrowed his eyes.

...

...

"It's a pity!"

"Such a good feeling. ”

"No time can be wasted, the decisive battle must be ended as soon as possible. ”

Lin Feng's eyes were sparkling.

My instincts told me that the feeling of this gun was not suitable for the main body, but it was very suitable for the doppelganger. However, at this moment, all the perceptions are on the body, and only the particularity of the double pupils can remember the shot just now, close the eyes, and the body feeling is still reminiscent of that wonderful taste.

Cultivating at this moment is definitely the best effect.

However, now he has to participate in the final battle of the 'Throne Competition'.

What a pity!

This feeling of cultivation can never be repeated.

If you lose it, you may not be able to get it back next time, just like an epiphany, it depends on timing and luck, sometimes it just comes.

"Quick!"

"End early, cultivate early. ”

Lin Feng pursed his lips, anxious.

Maybe my strongest is the flame, but my favorite since I was a child-

It's a gun.

...

Challenge Stand.

At this time, it was already overcrowded.

The number of people was several times larger than that of the previous battle of the Human Demon Holy Lord, and almost all the Southern Domain Saints gathered to participate in the grand event. Because this time, it will be the position that will determine the future lord of the Southern Region, and no one wants to miss it.

A real battle for the throne!

In addition to Lin Feng, the other six Promoted Sages had already arrived.

King Yan, King Lu, King Ju, the three kings of Jiuzhou lead the line of Emperor Yao, while the other three who have been promoted to the sage are all idle sages. Including the reclusive powerhouse 'Yellow Nitrogen', he was also present in the battle of the Human and Demon Holy Lord, and saw Lin Feng's shocking battle; there is also the Orange Yan Palace Lord, who commands the Orange Moon Palace, and his power is quite huge; and the other person is the great thief 'Qi Ke' who was born a hundred years ago.

The top six gathered, and only Lin Feng was owed!

... (To be continued......)