The Nine Spears of Panlong is a human-level mid-level marksmanship, but if it is practiced, the power will all explode, and it is not weaker than the human-level high-level martial arts at all.

That's where the marksmanship comes in.

Panlong marksmanship, as the name suggests, to practice this set of marksmanship, the internal force must always be infused on the big gun, and every move is played, and the big gun seems to be coiled with a dragon.

Yang Yi held a gun in both hands, and in the small courtyard, he kept practicing this set of marksmanship with one move.

Behind the internal force infused with the gun, Yang Yi experienced an unprecedented marksmanship combat skill!

The previous Changshan marksmanship relied on pure physical strength, even if it was internal force, it was also stimulated in physical strength. The stronger the physical strength, the greater the power of Tsuneyama's marksmanship.

In Changshan marksmanship, there is no way to carry a gun with internal qi, which is why its grade is relatively low.

Fighting with Huang Feng's scar-faced bandit leader before, it was not that Yang Yi didn't want to use the Panlong Nine Spears, but that his internal strength foundation was insufficient, and after a set of marksmanship was performed, his internal strength would be exhausted.

If he can't take the bandit leader, it won't be a good outcome for him.

"The dragon nodded!"

"Double Dragons Play Pearls!"

"Dragon Pose!"

......

On the jujube red iron power threaded gun shaft, covered with a layer of pale red halo, as if crawling with a blood-colored dragon, as Yang Yi hit one move at a time, the dragon on the gun suddenly nodded and pounced, and suddenly freed up the double dragon to snatch the orb.

The air around him seemed to be unable to resist this violent blood-colored aura, and the suppressed let out a low air explosion.

Yang Yi, who was shirtless, had a hazy purple-red light flashing on his skin, and his body muscles seemed to explode, constantly blasting out with his marksmanship, agitating like a dragon.

"Coiling Dragon's Blow!"

At the last shot, Yang Yi suddenly rose into the air, holding the tail of the gun with one hand, his body volleyed in the air, his head and feet, and the strength of his whole body, all gathered at one point, and stabbed down with one shot!

Crackling!

A terrifying explosion, like thunder on the ground, exploded in the small courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, the stone table that is usually used to put things was blown up into rubble and fell all over the courtyard.

This stone table is polished with the big bluestone on Changshan, and it is so hard that even a few strong men with sledgehammers can't leave much trace on it, let alone destroy it.

But a shot from Yang Yi's full strength blasted the stone table into slag.

Yang Yi put away his gun and stood still, looking at the destructive power caused by his full force, he was also surprised.

"Sure enough, it's a good gun!"

After pondering for a moment, Yang Yi reacted.

I couldn't help but look at the iron thread gun in my hand with more and more satisfaction.

In the past, when I used the Zinanmu gun, I used it with all my might, and the power that erupted was less than one-third of the blow just now.

"It seems that I underestimated the Panlong Nine Guns before, and it was also because the previous big guns were not good, so I couldn't exert the power of this set of marksmanship!"

However, this set of marksmanship, the consumption of internal force, is really not ordinarily large.

After the nine moves of marksmanship have been performed, now the dantian is empty, and there is no internal force left.

After carefully feeling the changes in his body, Yang Yi couldn't help but be stunned, and then showed a surprised expression.

"The Purple Spirit Qi and Blood Pill really deserves to be a low-grade treasure medicine, and the effect on the refining of qi and blood is so good. A pill is on top of the previous blood ginseng. and not in vain the twenty-two thousand taels of silver which I spent. ”

This Purple Spirit Qi Blood Pill cost 1,500 taels of silver, and Yang Yi bought a total of fifteen pieces.

After putting the gun away, Yang Yi returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, ran the star transformation technique, and meditated to restore his internal qi.

Two hours later, the dantian was re-filled with the internal force of the star.

"The internal force has actually increased by one point, and it is almost in the middle of the quadruple. It seems that constantly squeezing the limit is also very beneficial to the cultivation of internal strength. ”

After eating in a hurry, Yang Yi took another Purple Spirit Qi Blood Pill and cultivated wildly in the courtyard.

......

Early the next morning, the old servant came over and told Yang Yi that the eldest lady had something to look for him, and she was outside the martial arts camp at the moment.

"Eldest sister, why are you here? Seeing that you are smiling so sweetly, is there something good?"

Yang Yi saw his sister Yang Xiuyun with a spring breeze on her face, and couldn't help but joke.

"Of course it's a good thing, but it's not me, it's you. By the way, you hurry up and change into a more beautiful outfit. Wait, forget it, you don't have any good clothes when you deal with sticks every day. Go, go to your sister's house, and wear your brother-in-law's clothes. ”

Yang Xiuyun couldn't help but say, dragged Yang Yi into the carriage, chattered in her mouth, and looked at Yang Yi with strange eyes.

"Sister, what's going on?"

Yang Yi couldn't cry or laugh, a little confused, and didn't know what kind of medicine his sister was selling in his gourd.

"Sister will take you to meet someone at noon today, you have to behave well, understand?"

Yang Xiuyun solemnly instructed.

"Who do you see? What do I behave?"

Yang Yi felt more and more confused.

"A very important person. This opportunity was given by my sister after begging your brother-in-law for a long time, and only then did he agree to help invite him. ”

Yang Xiuyun still didn't explain what was going on, which made Yang Yi confused.

When she arrived at her sister's house, she really found a new set of clothes, but it was a set of green shirts that scholars often wear, and asked Yang Yi to change into them.

Although Yang Yi is only thirteen years old, he has been practicing martial arts all year round, and his body has developed very well, he is almost 1.8 meters tall, and he is burly.

Helping Yang Yi in the mirror for a while, Yang Xiuyun looked up and down, clapped her hands with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "If you don't pay attention, the little slugs of the year have grown up." You kid, you really have a good skin, I think this thing can be done. ”

Not to mention, taking a selfie in the mirror, Yang Yi is very satisfied with his appearance.

The sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, the eyes were like stars, the nose was like a gall, and there were still some square faces that had not grown, but because of the heroic spirit that naturally emanated from the eyebrows, it seemed more calm and restrained.

's tall and sturdy figure, lined with a green shirt, makes Yang Yi look more and more handsome and extraordinary, proud and uninhibited.

walked out with this appearance, I don't know how many girls in the boudoir will be charmed, and the resentful women of the Red Mansion.

"Sister, are you going to arrange a blind date for your brother?"

Yang Yi suddenly had a bad premonition, and looked at Yang Xiuyun with strange eyes.

"Haha, stinky boy, actually enlightened? Almost, sister is arranging a personal acquaintance for you today, if you can see the right eye and really develop into a chivalrous couple, then it would be the best. ”

Yang Xiuyun said with a smile.

"Oh my God, sister, are you crazy? I'm only thirteen years old this year, you want to give me a blind date?"

Yang Yi couldn't cry or laugh, how could he feel that his sister was too unreliable, right?

"What's wrong with Thirteen? Yang Chun of the uncle's family, do you remember? He became a father at the age of fourteen. You're thirteen years old, and you're not too young. ”

Yang Xiuyun said as a matter of course.

Yang Yi patted his forehead, feeling as if the whole world was crazy.

went on a blind date at the age of thirteen and became a father at the age of fourteen, and it was a loss for his sister to dare to think about it.

"I don't care, you have to behave well for me today, otherwise my sister will not be finished with you!"

Yang Xiuyun crossed her hands on her hips and said undoubtedly.

"Then you have to tell me, who is the other party, right?" Yang Yi also accepted his fate, he came here, and he couldn't live up to his sister's kindness, of course, it was impossible to agree, even if the other party was the daughter of the city lord.

"The person you want to meet today is your brother-in-law's fourth sister Zhao Huaqing. How is it? Sister is okay with you? Zhao Huaqing is an inner disciple of the Lingyun Sect and the daughter of the City Lord. Hehe, you two are talented and beautiful, it's a match made in heaven. ”

Yang Xiuyun held her cheeks and said with a look of longing.