Chapter 139: Master, Master, Master, Master
After learning from Li Luoqiu's mouth that the Xiao family also had killers, Jun Chang smiled and gnawed his thumb and fell into deep thought.
Liyang City was attacked by killers, and his previous judgment was that there were the Bei family and the Xiao family, and later saw the Bei family's waist card and temporarily excluded the Xiao family.
Why?
Because Jun Changxiao thinks that this kind of obvious exposure of the identity of the Bei family can easily make people think that it is framed.
At that time, when the sect was competing, the high-level and descendants of the Xiao family behaved all kinds of things, and people with normal brains would guess that they must have planted it.
Jun Changxiao excluded the Xiao family, but also to avoid being deliberately used by people with intentions, but now that he knows that there is a killer in the Xiao family, he must think about it.
"Let's say the killer was sent by the Xiao family. ”
"In order to clear their suspicions, they deliberately brought the Bei family's waist card to create a false impression that someone blamed themselves?"
Nima.
If that's the case, you're playing psychological warfare!
"Or is it someone else who sneaked up and deliberately framed the Bei family and the Xiao family?"
Jun Changxiao's brain is a little messy, and it's a little insufficient.
"Whew!"
He took a long breath and said, "Hall Master Li, this seat is now giving you the first task. ”
Li Luoqiu listened.
Jun Changxiao thought about it for a moment and said, "Send someone to Liyang City to monitor the Bei family and the Xiao family's every move, especially the Xiao family's great elder." ”
He first didn't care if it was psychological warfare or not, and targeted the suspected Xiao family, if it was really what they did, he would definitely show his feet.
"Only staring at people, not killing people?" Li Luoqiu said.
"Hmm. ”
"Understood. ”
It's troublesome to kill, but it's easy to mark people.
Li Luoqiu handed over the matter to the Viper, who hurriedly returned to the Drizzle Hall, selected a few gold medal killers who were good at concealment, and then left the sect for Liyang City.
The role of the drizzle hall has been reflected.
"Boss. ”
Li Luoqiu smiled: "Are you free, teach me to practice guns?"
......
Back Mountain.
Jun Changxiao poured the spiritual power inside the crystal nucleus into the crystal nucleus in slow motion with his left hand and right hand, the low groove of the desert eagle he just bought, and then the bullet was loaded, and he removed the baffle at the hammer and said, "Do you see clearly?"
"See clearly. Li Luoqiu said.
She took out the Desert Eagle and drew the scoop according to the gourd in the manner of the master, and really loaded the bullets and removed all safety devices.
"Bang!"
Pull the trigger and the streamer flies out.
Accurately hit a fruit on a tree dozens of meters away!
Li Luoqiu, who is at the level of a fifth-grade martial artist, can withstand the recoil, so there is nothing wrong with his arms.
The head of Jun was dumbfounded and said, "I'll take a look at another shot." ”
"Bang!"
Li Luoqiu knocked out the fruit hanging on the branch next to him.
"Awesome, awesome!" Jun Chang smiled and exclaimed.
He wasn't praising Li Luoqiu's marksmanship, but the shock from the woman's shooting, which made her chest bounce as well.
"One more shot, I'll see!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Li Luoqiu fired two shots in succession, and his body shook.
Really...... A woman with material shoots with such a great impact.
Li Luoqiu withdrew the gun and found that the master's eyes were looking at the wrong place, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Where are you looking?"
"Ugh. ”
Jun Changxiao hurriedly raised his head and said with emotion: "The sky is very blue and big. ”
Li Luoqiu said: "Outside the headquarters before, another kind of divine power fire gun used by the head of the sect, can I try it?"
"Yes. ”
Jun Changxiao called out to Xiao Sinji, threw the Type 88 to her, and then briefly taught how to proofread the crosshair of the eight-fold mirror, and how to hold the gun and shoot after lying down.
"Understood. Li Luoqiu said.
"Brush, brush!"
Jun Changxiao and Xiao Sin retreated far away in unison.
"Master, won't you let her wear shoulder pads?"
"Master Li Tang is a five-rank martial artist, and he will definitely be able to withstand the recoil. ”
"Makes sense. ”
The two watched, and the next second they were dumbfounded.
Because Li Luoqiu did not follow the instructions just now, he directly held it up, leaned on the eight-fold mirror with one eye, and obviously wanted to stand up and shoot!
A slender woman, standing in the grass with an 88-style frame, the picture is also quite beautiful.
"Master Litang, don't ......"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Li Luoqiu fired two shots in a row, and the bullets burst out, shattering stones hundreds of meters away, and the recoil shook his body and flew backwards backwards.
"Brush!"
Jun Changxiao came to the falling position in advance, stretched out his arms to pick it up, and said in his heart: "This woman is not happy to shoot once, and she shoots twice!"
"Poof. ”
Li Luoqiu fell directly to the front with a gun, showing the word 'swastika'.
Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Master Li, I'm sorry, this seat made a mistake in prediction and took half a step less and didn't catch you!"
......
Li Luoqiu felt that it was indecent to lie down and shoot, so he fired two shots in a row from the standing gun, Ya is Ya, but the price was that his shoulders and arms were numb by the recoil for a night.
Following.
The disciples continued to exercise and practice in the morning.
The five disciples who had just started also began to live a sect life of either becoming stronger or singing cool.
The most tragic thing is Li Shangtian, who was directly kicked into the sky by Li Fei's happy football.
Sun Bukong and Sima Zhongda squatted in the distance, watching the guys who entered the door together fall on the martial arts arena with their limbs spread out, trembling with fright.
The only woman among the five new disciples, Ling Yuanxue was the happiest, because the senior sisters were very enthusiastic to talk to her, which gradually let go of her originally shy personality.
"Qingyang. ”
Jun Changxiao stood outside the main hall and swept over the disciples one by one and said, "What about Zhou Hong?"
Li Qingyang said: "Master, this junior disciple is a little weird, after entering the sect, he has been motionless in the martial arts arena in the inner courtyard, and the disciple does not answer when he talks to him. ”
"Really?"
Jun Changxiao went to the inner courtyard.
On the small martial arts arena, Zhou Hong, who had not changed his school uniform, stood proudly, holding a sword with one hand and one hand on the hilt of the sword, his head was slightly lowered, and his black hair was scattered.
This is a standard sword move, because if it doesn't move, it's like a stone statue.
Li Qingyang said in a low voice: "Master, he has been standing since dinner yesterday, and he has been standing all night." ”
Jun Chang smiled and held his chin and said, "This person is really a little weird." ”
"Qiang ————"
Suddenly, Zhou Hong's sword was unsheathed, and sword lights appeared around him, intertwined, and instantly formed a net of heaven and earth.
"I'll go!"
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang's eyes widened.
"Boom!"
The sword is sheathed, and the sword qi is dispersed.
Out of the sword, out of the sword, in the sword, really very fast!
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang only heard the sound of unsheathed and sheathed, and they didn't see the sheath action at all!
What's even more exaggerated is that the leaves that originally floated down beside Zhou Hong swam away from the sword light, but they were not scratched, and finally fell slowly on the stone slab.
So fast, so much sword qi, it spread out without cutting the few leaves that fell, this is definitely - the master of human strokes!
"Whew!"
At this moment, a fresh breeze ate it.
The leaves under Zhou Hong's feet were blown up, then broken into strips as they flew away, and pasted on Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang's faces.
This...... Not a human stroke.
This is the fallen leaf being swept by the sword qi, but because the sword is too fast, there is no time to break it!
Brushing aside the broken leaves blocking his eyes, Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang exclaimed in unison: "Master, master, master!"
In the disciple's room in the distance, Ye Xingchen also witnessed the scene of Zhou Hong drawing his sword and collecting it, and muttered: "Twenty-three times in one breath, this son should have comprehended the fast realm in the way of the sword, and he is a rare seedling of the way of the sword." ”
"It's a pity. ”
He shook his head and said, "Although there are magical physical and mental methods, fist techniques, and spiritual power martial arts in the Iron Bone Sect, there are no high-quality sword skills, and practicing here is tantamount to wasting life." ”