Jianghu martial arts, hundreds of schools of thought, swords, guns and sticks, each has its own strengths.

All kinds of weapons have their own set of martial arts system, in which the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the sword is the commander of a hundred soldiers, and the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers. Guns, the system is numerous, a hundred birds and a phoenix is the most prestigious set of marksmanship, pay attention to the coordination of weapons and the body, pay attention to three things: quick eyes, quick hands, waist steps.

The so-called, there is the virtual and the real, there is the odd positive, its advance is sharp, its retreat speed, its potential is dangerous, its knots are short, it is not moving like a mountain, and it is moving like a thunderstorm.

It's like the wind and the mountain and the fire forest, the birds and the phoenix, the mystery, such as the world, ever-changing, but this shot comes from the sky!

The woman snorted coldly when she heard this, her expression eased slightly, probably because she felt that Weaving Dream finally had some eyesight, and the arrogance between her eyebrows came up again, and she glanced at her proudly, "Diao Nu is not lonely and unheard of so far!"

Weaving Meng helplessly raised his forehead and chuckled, and stepped forward to prepare for the battle, "Miss Guan has such a look, I think my marksmanship is good, I also knew a sect master who used a spear before, let me ask how your marksmanship compares with him!"

The woman's long hair was raised along with the red forehead band, and when she talked about her strengths, her whole face shone brightly, if her temperament was not so bad, she was also a rare beauty.

"Miss Ben is going to beat you all over the place!"

As soon as the words fell, she picked up the head of the gun, stepped on the spear in her hand, and attacked towards Weaving Dreams, maybe because she was embarrassed and captured, the anger in her heart was still uncontrollable, or maybe it was because she wanted to show off her skills more and more in front of people to gain face, and her moves became more and more gorgeous, and the tip of the gun was already shining with cold light, and the action was fast, almost turning into a silver spear flower.

Weaving Dream flicked her wrist, the phantom flower bell sounded crisply, and the tips of several people's noses suddenly had a little more real and fake flower fragrance, and at some point, she brought a sea of flowers, and the long sword rose and fell on her fingertips.

Seeing this magnificent scene, the woman in the power suit was shocked in her heart, and lost her mind for a moment, "This is ......"

What kind of strange move is this? In this northwest desert where birds don't, there is a sea of flowers, but it is really beautiful, it is simply beautiful and weird.

Weaving Dream greeted the spear flower in the woman's hand, and the action was done in one go, without dragging the mud and water, and the flower blade in his hand went directly towards the sharp spear head.

Looking at a bunch of soft and weak petals, the silver spear flower that collided with it was bound to be twisted to pieces, however, when the spear in the woman's hand really touched the flower blade, she was surprised to find that it seemed to have attacked the entity!

Although there was no sound of iron weapons colliding, the gravity of the spear in her hand was real!

What kind of weird martial arts is this?

With an indescribable mood and exploration, the woman has gone through more than a dozen moves with Weaving Dreams, and the moves that Weaving Dreams respond to are very casual, although the body is dexterous, like stepping on the snow, but fortunately, there are no strange moves, which makes the woman's heart a lot more stable.

Perhaps, this flower blade is not brilliant, but it looks gorgeous, and she has seen relevant records in martial arts literature before, and it has internal strength

Dacheng, you can not borrow foreign objects, directly gather qi and transform into shape, with qi as a sharp blade in your hand, presumably this Diao girl uses the same kind of martial arts, so it seems that this kind of martial arts is not a big deal.

She is faster than the other party in every move!

Thinking about it like this, I can't help but feel a little smug.

However, Weaving Dream suddenly whispered: "There are clouds in the book, Liuhe marksmanship is the most powerful, and it is like an arrow and a dragon." Step down the gun and spend eighteen ways, and immediately double the marksmanship. Passing on the Dharma from one person to another does not pass on the secret, and the secret is endless. The eight verses of the song must be remembered, and the end of the world prevails. The time makes the gun day in the east, and it is easy to occupy the east and attack. At noon, the gun day is in the south, and the sun is closed to welcome the eyes. When the gun is in the west, occupy the west to see the high. In June, the gun must avoid the sun, and the wax moon makes the gun go favorably. ”

Hana had taught her these things before, allowing her to quickly identify what kind of moves her enemies were using, so she could react flexibly.

She came back to her senses from her memories, and only after a pause did she speak again, as if she was asking and talking to herself, her voice was a little low, "I don't know how heavy you have practiced?"

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The gun trick that Weaving Dream recited is a secret that few people know in marksmanship, but she reads a good word, and it is obvious that she has not heard of it even a little!

This made the woman's newly stabilized mind chaotic again.

Have you even figured out the martial arts moves?

How good is that?

But......

There is nothing murderous about her moves, maybe she just knows the martial arts, and knowing is different from knowing how to use it.

Thinking of this, the woman sent the spear with her wrist and stabbed it straight towards the eyebrows of Weaving Dreams, and couldn't help but reply loudly: "Miss Ben is naturally a six-in-eighteen gun, and she is proficient in the road!"

Weaving Dream laughed lowly when he heard this, but he seemed to be relieved.

"It's so good, I'm afraid I won't be able to control the force of my hand and hurt you. Hmm, don't you want me to fight all over the ground to find my teeth, just make some false tricks to fool me, so boring, don't you plan to use your real skills?"

To say that in terms of controlling internal force, Zhu'an has really never seen someone more talented than Weaving Dreams, however, this woman's moves can only be regarded as decent and not eye-catching, but she used some basic gun moves of Hundred Birds and Chaofeng.

If you only have some skins, you won't be so conceited when you think about it, and it's a bit weird to take the initiative to fight and refuse to show your strength.

What is the purpose? Temptation?

Weaving Dream's wrist quickly flipped upward, and the flower blade in his hand met the spear that came to him, and he blocked it straight, picking up the spear head, bringing up a burst of brilliant wind, and the silver spear head flashed in the sea of flowers and turned into a flower.

"I want to learn how to run before I learn to walk, you girl is so big, let's learn to attack first!"

The woman stepped back, pulled the gun back in her hand, and glared at Weaving Dream dissatisfied.

Weaving Dream could only rub her eyebrows helplessly, this woman refused to do her best to deal with it, if she still controlled the flower blade attack, she would probably see blood, Mo

It's not that this person only loves to be pretentious, it's too abrasive.

"If you're not happy, then make a move! Then it shouldn't be that you're afraid! I know that you're useless in this Diao girl, you have a good skin, but in fact, your martial arts are very weak!"

The woman pinched her waist and shouted angrily, forgetting that she was the one who hurt people first and made trouble, refusing to let them go.

Weaving Dream couldn't help but give her a blank look.

caused the woman to be furious, only to see that she suddenly changed her body, and made another move, this time it was different from the previous marksmanship, to say that the previous ones could only be regarded as basic marksmanship, and this move was already with charm.

Not only did the spear in her hand get faster, but the woman's body also moved, like a butterfly flying, the whole person rotated, the spear was in the hand, the virtual and the real intersected, one attack and one receiving, aggressive, like a dragon going out to sea, a little cold came first, and stabbed seven shots in a row, the position of the cold gun head was erratic, as if it was stabbed out of a string of silver spears, and before it could be seen clearly, it was taken back, and continued the next attack, which made people unguarded, like a sense of oppression like thunder smashing into the face.

Zhu'an couldn't help but nodded, this is the real hundred birds and phoenixes, which is amazing.

Dream Weaving's expression finally became more serious, when the woman attacked, the flower blade suddenly collapsed, and when it was regrouped, it became a flower shield in front of Dream Weaving, although the gun was like a dragon, but the reaction was timely, and it didn't hurt her at all, but she could still clearly feel the domineering and ruthless force.

When the last shot was stabbed, Weaving Dream waved his right hand, bringing a burst of flying flowers and blasting towards the woman, almost slashing her cheek.

The tide of flowers dispersed, and the woman also withdrew her spear, and before Weaving Dream could praise it, the woman pointed at her and scolded: "Despicable Diao girl!"

“......”

"I will only use these strange moves, and I have the ability to fight Miss Ben with real weapons!"

Looking at her provocative and mocking eyes, Weaving Dream only felt that it was really a stupid thing to take over her appointment, and this woman was too nonsense.

It's a real headache.

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"Brother, borrow the sword from me. ”

Zhu'an took Changqing off his waist and threw it to Weaving Dreams, the string of sword spikes flew up in the air, like a branch with a touch of greenery, Weaving Dream took two steps back, took it steadily, took it in his hand, and praised with a smile: "Sure enough, it matches my brother very well." ”

Compared with the joke of Dream Weaving, Zhu'an was a little curious, what does Dream Weaving want a sword for?

In this way, he seems to have never seen Dream Weaver use a sword, to be precise, Dream Weaver seems to have never used any other weapon except for the Phantom Flower Bell, although he has used the Phantom Flower Magic Skill to control the long sword attack, but he is not used in his hand, he has always relied on internal breath to control foreign objects to resist the enemy, and even he has never seen Dream Weaver use a sword.

He couldn't help but be a little curious, how would Dream Weaver use the sword?

His gaze fell on Weaving Dream on the side, she just stood quietly with a long affection and did not draw her sword out of its sheath to make any preparations.

When the woman saw that she had changed her weapon, she had a few more chances of winning in her heart, and she had a plan in her heart after the fight, the ethereal blade was elusive, but this was a real long sword

, It's much easier to capture the trajectory of the attack, and besides, she doesn't wear a weapon at all, and she is not skilled in using a sword, so this is a good opportunity!

The spear turned from her fingertips, and it burst out to tear the air, and she used the same trick of stabbing again, like a dragon going out to sea, with the momentum of thunder, directly attacking towards Dream Weaving.

After a few moments, the gun in the woman's hand rolled to the ground again, this time she let go of herself, and her hand seemed to suddenly lose the strength to hold the gun, so she kept her posture backwards and froze, and then she would fall to the ground.

Her eyes widened, and all that was left was a look of disbelief.

Zhu'an was also fascinated.

Dream Weaving only used a sword, but the sword was unsheathed for a moment, and then returned to the scabbard, like fireworks, fleeting.

But in an instant, the angle was tricky, first breaking through the attack and defense of the plum gun, and without waiting for the blink of an eye, it went straight to the throat, if it was not leaned back in time, the woman's throat had already been cut.

There is no way to avoid it.

However, that sword is different from the sword of Zhu'an, it is very soft and beautiful, like the smoke curling on the green mountains in March, the flying flowers in the south of the Yangtze River in June, and the frost flowers falling on the branches in the wax moon.

Like the man with the sword, he is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

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