"Dragon boy, it's useless, you can't beat me. Lao Meng picked up the knife, pointed at the dragon dust, the dragon dust spear pointed forward, silent, the whole person entered a wonderful momentum, suddenly, the whole forest was quiet, even the sound of insects stopped abruptly, Lao Meng found that something was wrong, roared, the thick long knife cut straight down, an internal force rushed to the dragon dust, the dragon dust spear shook, shook out a spear flower, and then the spear shook out a small arc, the dragon dust body also danced, the spear shot the first arc, shaking off the old Meng's knife qi, and then, the dragon dust did not stop, but in the opposite direction another arc, this arc is larger than just now, Lao Meng a progress, close to the dragon dust is another knife, directly cut on the new arc of the dragon dust, the next moment, The two retreated at the same time, but Longchen was not idle, and took advantage of the situation to grab the third arc, which encompassed all the momentum of the previous two arcs, Lao Meng was surprised, "Boy, what is this move called, how is it so much stronger than your original shaking gun!"

"I have seen it for a long time, this is the arc word formula in my family's martial arts, three arcs into a potential, nine potentials into a circle, and when the circle is extreme, it is the trend of the collapse of the river. The best at long-term grappling, in this aspect alone, my family's marksmanship can be called the first in the world. Longchen said calmly, "Originally, I understood the first word 'collapse' and the second word 'drag' in that set of marksmanship, and recently I have been at peace in my heart, and I have realized the third word 'arc', Lao Meng, thank you." ”

"Fighting to raise war, good understanding, boy, it's a pity that you can't cultivate internal strength. A trace of regret flashed in Lao Meng's eyes, and then he cut it down again, and said calmly in his mouth, "Lao Meng, I am lonely and unheard, but I still know some things on the rivers and lakes, there are five people in the world, there are five people in the world, the Xichu gun is crazy to the north sky, and the powerful "Horizontal Split Gun" is a domineering gun, good at sweeping, and the strength is furious. The Southern Tang Dynasty Gun Fairy Ximen Lingxiu, the woman's body "**gun" belongs to the royal gun, the gun is peaceful, and the marksmanship takes the meaning of the king's sweep. There is also Fang Mao, the gun ghost of Dongyue, and the tricky marksmanship "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking" is haunting, which makes people careless. Then there is the Great Qin Gun King Long Xiaotian, one person and one gun across the battlefield, Long Xiaotian's battle road marksmanship "Overlord Jue" is the best at fighting to raise war, and finally the Chinese gun god Zhao Qianjiao, who has not appeared for forty years, this person's marksmanship "One-handed Eight Consecutive Picks" integrates four ways, and is good at defending and attacking. And what you just said is probably the 'overlord four characters' that belong to the Great Qin Spear King. ”

"Yes. Long Chen nodded, the battle with Lao Meng in his hand did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster, in just a paragraph, the arc word trick has been saved nine times in a row, Lao Meng smiled, "One move, I know that you can already form a circle, after one move, go and stay with you." After that, Lao Meng's body rose with a strong internal force, forming a tiger shape outside his body, and rushed straight to the dragon dust, the dragon dust was not ambiguous at all, and it was an arc of starting hands, but this arc was completely different from before, an arc carried the momentum of the first nine potentials and swept the ground around him within a radius of ten meters, only to hear a bang, Lao Meng retreated a full twenty steps, and a mouthful of old blood rushed to his throat. Dragon Dust simply spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Let's go, Dragon Boy, your skills are actually not much worse than the second-grade martial arts, originally your hand-shaking gun was domineering, but it was still not enough to meet a second-grade martial artist with internal qi, but now this hand arc gun is enough for self-preservation. I remember to come back in the future, and I want to bring a man with a scholarly temperament, which kind of my girl likes the most, by the way, don't die outside, I can't run to collect your boy's body when the time comes. Lao Meng swallowed a mouthful of blood, shook his hand, Long Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put the spear on his shoulder, and said to Lao Meng with a smile, "Okay, I remember, Lao Meng, we will have a date later!"

After walking for almost a pillar of incense, Long Chen's face became worse and worse, and the internal injuries that he had just forcibly suppressed were a little upwell, and then a mouthful of almost black blood spurted out, and Long Chen's body was paralyzed and fainted.

I don't know how long later, Longchen finally woke up, he found himself lying on a simple wooden bed, covered with a tattered quilt, sat up and looked at the side, he suddenly found himself in a broken temple, Longchen got up and walked out, only to see an old beggar with white hair sitting by the fire at the door, the old beggar held a local chicken skewered with branches, and was roasting on the fire, I don't know how long it had not eaten well Longchen swallowed his saliva fiercely, at this moment, the old beggar spoke," Now that you're awake, come here, see that you must have been hunted down by the enemy to become this beggar, if it weren't for my old man's kindness to save you, maybe you would have been exposed to the wilderness. ”

"Thank you for saving your life. Longchen clasped his hands into fists, bowed, and the old man waved his hand, casually tearing off a golden roasted chicken leg and throwing it to Longchen, "Boy, look at you who used to be a child of a big family, how can you be reduced to being a beggar?"

"I was found by the enemy, and the family died, so I ran out, and I heard that my father had an old man in Dongyue, so I wanted to take refuge, but I met the enemy in the forest, and I ran away all the way, and finally repelled him, and I was also injured internally and fainted. Longchen's face was calm, the old man ate chicken, and said casually, "Boy, I want to go back to Dongyue, how about we go together." Have at least one companion on the road. "Well, it's better to walk in two than in one, at least not lonely. Longchen looked up at the moon, and grabbed his waist with his hand, but the old man shook the wine gourd beside him, "If you are injured, take care of your injuries, and drink or something until the injury is healed." After that, the old man raised the wine gourd, and then drank it all in one gulp, and sighed comfortably after drinking, "Alas, good wine! I knew it and drank it slowly! I didn't expect that this kind of barren mountains and mountains could drink this kind of wine!"

Longchen hurriedly snatched the wine gourd, shook it upside down, there was no wine left, and Longchen was full of black lines, "Old man! I finally got this pot of wine!

The two were arguing, and the silent ruined temple was a little more unusually angry.

"Hmph, I won't quarrel with you, I'll have to get up early tomorrow and hurry!" Long Chen turned around and was about to walk back to the broken temple, suddenly, as if he remembered something, he paused and said softly, "Old man, that chicken is delicious, thank you." Long Chen, who had his back to the old man, didn't know what expression the old man had on his face, but he only heard the old man mutter, "Count your kid with a conscience." Then he walked straight to the broken temple, sat down cross-legged, and soon entered the state of cultivation. ”

The next day, Long Chen walked out of the broken temple and stretched his waist vigorously, he had not slept well for a long time, and he fell asleep last night while cultivating. Suddenly, Long Chen rolled forward, and a pitch-black wooden stick smashed directly into the place where Long Chen had just stood, and then the old man's obscene laughter came from behind him, "Boy, don't you react slowly, you can even avoid the old man's stick that I knocked down the wild boar." ”

"Stinky old man, I'll fight with you!" Longchen didn't look at the iron gun he had inserted on the ground yesterday, but picked up the wooden stick on the floor next to him, and stabbed it with a stick, the old man held the stick in one hand, shook his wrist, and the stick head was pointed in the center of the dragon dust stick, and the stick was instantly offset by the original straight stick of the dragon dust, the old man's right hand pushed forward, and the stick head stabbed straight into the chest of the dragon dust, and the dragon dust turned over with his hand, and at the moment when his hands supported the ground, his right foot kicked the old beggar's stick with all his strength, I thought that this stick would not be able to withstand this kick, but what I didn't expect was that not only the stick was fine, but even the old man's right hand holding the stick was only slightly raised, and when the dragon dust turned over, he held the wooden stick in his hand with both hands, and posed a marksmanship starting style like a great enemy, but the old man put the stick on his shoulder, took a sip of the gourd in his left hand, and said to the dragon dust, "Boy, sober up, let's set off when we are sober, this is far from Dongyue." After that, the old man walked into the forest while drinking, and Long Chen picked up his gun, followed quickly, and cursed in his mouth: "This strange old man, the way he gets people up is really special for his uncle."