The scene froze, Jun Moxian pressed the gun, and rushed towards the old man with a loud shout, the old man's eyes flashed and he collided with Jun Moxian with a low shout. The place where the knife and gun touched the place sparks splashed, Jun Moxian used the gun as a knife and directly slashed down, the old man used the knife to block Jun Moyou's gun, Jun Moxian went down hard, the head of the gun bent and hit the old man's shoulder, the old man's shoulder was already very seriously injured, Jun Moxian This shot made his face white, and pushed the knife up and pushed Jun Moxian away.

Jun Moxian changed his posture with a gun, and by the way, he shook his arm that was a little numb, and couldn't help but mock: "Old guy, how does this pressure gun feel?" The old man reprimanded with anger on his face: "Little doll, don't be too arrogant, beware of flashing your tongue." Jun Mowu smiled indifferently, took the gun and rushed forward again, the old man snorted and fought with Jun Mowu again. The old man is very strong, so Jun Moxian needs to do his best to have the strength to fight with him. Sweeping the gun as a stick, the old man was not to be outdone to block Jun Mow's attack, and he could also fight back.

Jun Moxian couldn't help but smile and said: "You are really a good stepping stone, this battle is comfortable." "Although Jun Moxian is also injured, he is full of fighting intent in his heart, what is the lack of suitable people makes him not have a clear understanding of his strength, the people he has seen so far are too strong, the old beggar can't beat him, Yang Hucheng doesn't know the depths, Miss Feng should be stronger now. I still have a long way to go from them, and I feel helpless when I think of this. The old man couldn't help but be furious when he heard Jun Moyou's words, looking at the change in the expression on Jun Moyou's face, he couldn't wait to grit his teeth, how could he have been so despised like this, this little bastard was still in a daze when he fought with himself, thinking of this, the old man ignored the injuries on his body, and blindly attacked Jun Moxuan, the old man said fiercely: "Don't you want to be a flying phoenix? Then I'll take advantage of the fact that I'll pinch you to death now, a young finch that has not yet taken shape." With that, with a burst of applause, the clothes on his body exploded instantly, and regardless of the blood stains on his shoulders, he raised his knife and slashed towards Jun Moxian.

Jun Moxian looked at the change of the old man's eyes, and raised the gun rungs to stop the old man's attack, the old man's way of playing regardless of life and death was too terrifying, Jun Moxian used the gun to use the two arms of the gun to be sore, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding. The old man didn't stop the offensive, and swiped the knife along Jun Moxuan's gun, and looked at Jun Moxuan's five fingers, Jun Moxian had no way to let go of a hand, the old man's knife instantly pressed on himself, Jun Moxian kicked the old man and stepped back, the old man casually patted the place where Jun Moxian kicked it, and smiled disdainfully: "Little doll, if you have such a little ability, your tongue will be pulled out by me." ”

Jun Moxian looked at the white clothes on his chest that had been stained red with blood and said, "It's just a little qigong, it's not a big deal, just break your qigong." But, old fellow, you're not going to bleed all your blood before you pull out my tongue. The old man listened to Jun Moxian's words and snorted coldly and said: "Little doll, you better take care of yourself, don't let me cut your head, do you know if you cut a watermelon?"

Jun Moxian knew that his strength was definitely not as good as that of the old man, so he must not fight him hard, so he needed to fight him in other ways. The old man saw that Jun Moxian turned to attack and even kept dodging his attacks, he couldn't help but get anxious, because he was injured and definitely couldn't consume Jun Moxian, and it was only a matter of time before he was exhausted and planted in the hands of this little bastard. Thinking of this, the old man said with disdain: "Boy, you are so capable, not enough to see, don't you want me to be a stepping stone, to avenge these dead ghosts on the ground?" ”

Jun Moxian stopped and said, "Old thing, don't provoke me, I know what you have in mind." But I'm fulfilling you, don't you just want me to do it? After that, Jun Moxian rushed to the old man with a gun style, stabbed forward, and the old man went backwards, Jun Moxian then pressed the gun, hitting the old man's chest. Then he picked it up again, the old man had to retreat, Jun Moxian once again stabbed forward to the old man, the old man blocked with a knife, Jun Mowu collected the gun and stabbed again, the old man continued to block, after five back and forth, Jun Mowu continued to stab forward, the old man was already subconsciously to resist Jun Moxuan's attack, Jun Moxian raised the corner of his mouth, and the gun was instantly nailed through the old man's shoulder, the old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of pain, Jun Mowu didn't give up this opportunity and kicked the old man in the chest, and the old man flew out upside down in an instant.

Seeing the old man forcibly swallow the blood in his mouth, Jun Mo said lightly: "Old guy, don't you have qigong, why can't you help but vomit blood when you get kicked." The old man listened to Jun Mow's words, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver. Jun Moxian did not give up the opportunity to bully forward and attack the old man again, there was no fancy posture, just a simple pick, stab, block. The movements are getting faster and faster, and the old man gradually can't keep up with Jun Moxuan's speed, but Jun Moxian has no tendency to slow down at all, but is playing faster and faster, after all, these postures are things he practices thousands of times a day, and they are really practiced, not bells and whistles.

Jun Moxian pressed the distance between him and the old man to three inches, such a distance The old man's knife is not good to open and close the attack, can only be blocked in front of the chest to block Jun Moyou's attack, Jun Moyou held the gun in both hands, kept colliding with the old man's knife, suddenly his offensive changed, the gun was picked up horizontally, the old man had no time to guard, he watched Jun Moyou's gun head pierce into his palm, and the knife fell to the ground in an instant, Jun Moyou continued to hit the old man's chest with the gun, the old man was like a sandbag by Jun Moyou, hit with the gun again and again, Jun Mowu said with a hideous face: "I see how long your breath is, don't you have qigong, I'll help you break it up, let's change it to a pick, the old man's injured hand was attacked again, and he couldn't help but spit out a breath in his mouth, Jun Moxian didn't let go of this fleeting opportunity, stepped back and held the tail of the gun, swept it hard, and the old man instantly spat blood and flew out.

Jun Moxian looked at the old man who was struggling on the ground and his face was declining, and couldn't help but speak: "I must not be able to compare with you in strength, but someone once told me that martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, so I never get bored of practicing thousands of times a day." Speaking of this, Jun Moxian couldn't help but sigh and said, but unfortunately I still didn't understand the principle of the flexibility of water, otherwise I could try four or two thousand catties with you today.

The old man struggled to get up from the ground, spat out the blood in his mouth and said, "Little doll is a good way, but I want to leave you here today." After saying this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he lifted the knife next to him and cut off his scarred left hand, and the exhaustion on his face instantly became hideous due to the stimulation of pain, and he threw away the knife in his hand, and attacked Jun Mo with a fierce momentum, the knife was not taken, and he didn't even have luck to use this broken body to collide with Jun Mo worry. Jun Moxian couldn't help but feel excited when he looked at the old man's appearance, he knew that the old man was dying, but this was also the time when the old man was the strongest, so he couldn't be sloppy for a moment.

The old man rushed towards Jun Mowu like a mountain, Jun Mowu hurriedly defended with a gun, the old man's body hit the gun, the gun directly appeared in an arc and bent backwards, Jun Mowu felt that his two hands were about to be wasted, but the old man's face was not different, and he hit Jun Mochou with the only one hand left, Jun Mochou couldn't dodge and could only use his shoulder to change his chest, the whole left hand instantly lost consciousness and could not be lifted again, Jun Mow's hand slid his chest without the resistance of the gun and collided directly with the old man, and instantly spit blood and flew out, the old man's strength was so strong that he had nothing to say, and he felt that the bones of his whole body were scattered by the old man, and his left hand could not be raised again, struggled on the ground a few times and couldn't get up again.

The old man looked at Jun Moxian who fell to the ground and couldn't help laughing: "Little doll, you are really strong, but you are really too young, and I can't live anymore, but I don't seem lonely with you as a companion on Huangquan Road." Jun Moxian saw the old man attacking, rolled on the ground in embarrassment, avoided the old man's attack range, and gritted his teeth and stood up. The old man looked at Jun Moxian and stood up with a face full of appreciation: "Little doll, it's good." But I won't give you another chance to stand up, this Huangquan Road is not lonely. After that, he laughed and rushed towards Jun Moxuan, Jun Moxuan watched the old man rush over, I don't know if it was because of fear or exhaustion, I couldn't help but slip under my feet, and fell sideways, but this slip just escaped the old man's attack, and as soon as the old man turned around, he was instantly stabbed by Jun Moxian with a horse pistol, and Jun Mowu spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. He really didn't have the ability to move when the old man attacked, and he also learned from the old man to stimulate himself with pain and bite his tongue fiercely, so there was the scene just now. The old man watched Jun Mo fall straight up.

Jun Moxian looked at the old man who had completely collapsed, exhaled heavily, and sat down with his ass, unable to sit up again. Hiding in the corner and watching all this, He Shicheng walked out of the corner tremblingly. He was afraid of the man his age in front of him. Jun Mo looked at what was going on, turned his head quietly and ignored him, he was originally here to hone himself, and he didn't want to make enemies with anyone, not to mention that he really didn't want to move now.

He Shicheng looked at Jun Mowu, who was not hostile to him, and left the council hall tremblingly, but as soon as he walked out of the door, he turned his head and walked back, picked up a knife from the ground and walked towards Jun Mowu step by step. He Shicheng's thoughts at this time were very strange, he knew that the young man in front of him was not hostile to him, but he just wanted to kill him, he knew that the young man was very amazing, but because of this, he had to take him down, and he would not allow anyone who threatened him to appear. So although he was afraid of Jun Mo to death in his heart, he still couldn't help it and walked back.

Jun Moxian looked at the young man who looked at him with a fierce face and came back, and held the gun in his hand tightly, the young man wanted to kill him, and he desperately wanted to take the young man away together.