Although he doesn't have a group attack, he has a super straight line attack, which is the first skill of the Yang family's marksmanship, "Gun flash!"

Aiming at the abbot monk in the middle, his body began to condense his true qi, and after that day's enlightenment in the Yang family, he was already familiar with this first skill, and he could use it at any time.

The abbot knew that Xiao Muchen was about to activate his skills, and the long stick in his hand stood in front of him, ready to block.

This is the disadvantage that the gun flash cannot be instantaneous, although the speed after the launch is very fast, but you need to charge before launching, and at this time, others have long found out what you are doing.

You can then react in advance and thus fend off the attack.

After the condensation of true qi, Xiao Muchen stared at his target, this was the first time he had used this skill against someone.

In an instant, an afterimage appeared behind him, and the abbot saw Xiao Muchen's body shocked, and the next second appeared directly in front of him.

But this speed, although it is a little difficult, can still react.

The black long stick in his hand was thrown, just enough to block the oncoming fierce attack, and the true qi on both sides collided with each other and bowed to each other.

But Xiao Muchen only had the upper hand for a moment, and he was immediately suppressed by the abbot again.

At the beginning, he was able to suppress the abbot, but he just borrowed the inertia of the gun flash, and soon the gap in the true qi was reflected.

The abbot sneered: "No, you people are not like ants in my eyes, no matter what you do, you can't stop me."

At the moment when the two people collided, the clone of the black gas condensation crossed Xiao Muchen's side and rushed towards Mu Chen's heart behind.

I was shocked, it turned out that this doppelganger was self-conscious, and just now it was just a trick, and this person was extremely disgusting.

The abbot laughed: "The level of experience of your people in the human world in terms of combat can be compared to our demon people who have been in the barren land all year round.

We have been fighting in battle since we were children, and we have been happy for a long time, but we are very weak in terms of fighting skills.

It's true, although this demon is not very strong in terms of skills, but in terms of killing and fighting experience, compared to himself, it is very rich.

But Xiao Muchen was not so nervous, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

"Oh, yes, it seems that you demons really don't know much about us humans. ”

Your inheritance in combat is very good, but your development in the brain is not very good.

When he said this, the abbot's face suddenly changed, for he saw the sound of the Yangtze in the sky, gathering thunder and lightning in the sky.

It turned out that the sentence just now was not for himself, but for his partner.

"Oh, it would be nice if there was a large-scale attack at this time, so that it could be solved at once,"

No wonder after saying this, he asked the young man to retreat to the place where Mu Chen's heart was, and it turned out that he was going to the back to accumulate strength.

Yangzi Naruzi, just now, reacted immediately, he knew what Brother Xiao was going to let him do, but he didn't have any doubts, and he went directly to the back and began to use the third move of the Yang family's marksmanship.

At the moment when the two people touched, the lightning guidance in the sky had also been completed.

The abbot snorted coldly: "Little cleverness, in front of me, it is useless. ”

This sentence was shouted, and it seemed that his mind was no longer at peace, that is to say, Xiao Muchen and them had succeeded.

The abbot's face was very angry, and after the black shadow passed through Xiao Muchen, Yang Ziming waved the spear in his hand, and a long arc fell from the sky.

Yangzi roared, "Sweep away thousands of troops!"

In order to deter those clones, the black shadows that were about to approach Mu Chen's heart began to disappear one after another, and were dissolved by Yangziming's attack.

Yang Ziming's hand is gone, but Xiao Muchen can't do it, the abbot exerts his strength, and under the rage, his strength is even stronger, after all, the strength of the demon people basically comes from this emotion.

After shaking Xiao Muchen away, the abbot did not let him go, followed by a head-on blow from the black stick, which smashed directly on Xiao Muchen's waist.

This stick, the knot of the Ae, was beaten by inertia and retreated like this rear.

One flew a long distance before he barely stopped, and at this time, Mu Chen's heart had just finished condensing his exercises.

When I opened my eyes, a small golden light flashed in my eyes for a moment, and disappeared instantly.

With his feet vigorous, he rushed directly behind Xiao Muchen, and took it, if this stick was according to inertia, he was afraid that it would be beaten at least a distance of more than ten meters.

After catching Xiao Muchen, Mu Chen's heart did not stay for long, put the person down, turned around, and rushed towards the abbot.

At this time, Yang Ziming had just landed, and all the clones around him had been taken care of by him.

Mu Chenxin put one hand behind his back and the other hand aimed at his golden long stick, and when he sucked it in his hand, the stick seemed to feel the call from the master and resonated.

In the original trembling, there was a buzzing sound, and then he came out of the floor by himself and flew quickly towards Mu Chenxin.

Just in front of the abbot, with a long stick in his hand, he swung it out and smashed it from the right side.

The abbot hurriedly put the black stick in his hand on the ground to block the oncoming stick.

Mu Chenxin smiled at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Muchen had stopped at this time, and Yang Ziming and he both saw the monk's hand behind his back, and there was a small character hanging above his fingertips.

Wondering what this was for, the monk immediately told them with his own actions what this thing was for.

Mu Chen smiled and said to the abbot: "I don't care if you are the abbot or not, whether you have a sense of existence or not, but please help me, even if it is a moment." ”

When the abbot heard this, his face suddenly turned hideous, as if he was struggling with something, or rather, he was resisting.

The attack in his hand was much weaker, and the golden Dinghai stick in Mu Chenxin's hand broke the black stick in the abbot's hand and broke it directly.

Then he was beaten by Mu Chenxin's stick and was beaten out, Mu Chenxin's feet were vigorous, and he followed closely behind, one went up, and the abbot was thrown into the sky.

He also followed, and the stick echoed from afar, and the abbot, who had been struggling for a while, had regained his original senses, his eyes were red again, and the black gas came out again.

It seems that it was the abbot who occupied the consciousness of the demon people just now, but it was only for a moment, and Mu Chen's heart was completed.

In the sky, he flew up to the abbot's body in an instant, and with a stick he struck down, and the abbot fell from the sky like a rocket.