"Bang, bang, bang!" A man with a lazy smile on his face and a loose body walked out from not far away with applause, and there was a monk with a peaceful and indifferent face beside him.

"It's amazing, it's not in vain that I'm wasting my time on this trip. The man was in his trouser pocket, looking like he was hanging up.

"When did you find us?"

The wild king flute turned around in the palm of his hand, and Wang Feng smiled: "You have been with me for so long, what do you want to do?"

From the moment he walked into this community, Wang Feng found that these two people had followed him. Although I don't know who they are or what they want to do, these two people's cultivation is not weaker than their own, and if it weren't for their own mental and spiritual senses that are different from ordinary people, they may not be able to find out. Just in case, I broke up Su Ruo and the three of them before they were broken.

"Hehe, what do you want to do, let me try to see if you are really qualified to know. Lee joked Mimi.

He has always been proud, there are few people who can put him in his eyes, and the so-called youngest martial arts master is no match for one of his guns in his eyes. So even if he knew that Wang Feng was not simple, he didn't pay attention to it, but as soon as they arrived, they were discovered by this person, and now this person who was not taken into his eyes seemed to have the initiative, which made him very unhappy.

The Lingguang monk on the side frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, obviously knowing the personality of this companion very well, and knowing that it was useless to stop him.

"How do you want to try?" Wang Feng was still smiling, who made him feel good today.

"Try it with this. ”

Li played with his right hand, and he didn't know where to find a gun, a gun with a silver body and a metallic luster.

I didn't look at it, I didn't greet him, I raised my hand and flicked it, and the gun went off, a very dull sound, like a muffled thunder, the sound was not loud, but it could put pressure on people, and it was obviously not an ordinary gun.

Wang Feng's heart jumped suddenly, and his hair stood on end. This feeling was the second time for him, and the first time was when he faced Ning Yi's Soul Arrest Curse.

His feet did not move, his body swayed slightly like a willow in the wind, and a jet-black bullet tore through the air, whistling through the afterimage he left behind.

"Come again!"

Li Yu shouted, followed by "Bang!Bang!!" Three muffled sounds, and three bullets actually shot at Wang Feng in an arc in the air, enveloping him in the upper, middle and lower three ways.

Wang Feng fell backwards suddenly, almost level with the ground, one of the bullets almost grazed his forehead, the pain was scorching, and the anger in his heart was also rising, what kind of attempt is this? This really wants his life!

This is the first time Wang Feng has really encountered such a thing, but when he practiced martial arts in the past, he inevitably considered whether his martial arts were useful under modern thermal weapons.

At least judging from various sources, he estimated that after condensing his true qi, the hidden weapon he shot with his bare hands was no weaker than an ordinary pistol. From this, it can be inferred that although his body cannot completely ignore ordinary bullets, the damage caused by bullets to himself is not too great, and if he uses his true qi, he can completely catch bullets with his bare hands.

But the gun in this person's hand is obviously not an ordinary gun, and the power is so great that Wang Feng does not dare to take it hard. Not to mention hard connection, it was not easy to dodge the first shot at all, this time three shots were fired together, and the bullets actually had a turn?

Wang Feng wants to scold his mother, can there be such unscientific things? But after thinking about it, are there still few unscientific things in himself? No matter how bizarre and unscientific things have been encountered, what is it to just throw a gun?

He didn't dare to think about it, because the gun in this kid's hand was raised again, and if he stood and shot him as a target, he really wouldn't be able to dodge.

The body shook, and his signature afterimage was brought up behind him, this time there was no longer a dragon roar, now he is not only able to descend the dragon palm, and Ling Bo's micro-steps are enough to pull the wind, too much to pull the wind for fear of being struck by lightning.

Li Yu didn't panic when he saw him coming, and came forward to fight with Wang Feng, and the gun in his hand was actually used as a weapon by him. Although there is no edge and no blade, in Wang Feng's eyes, it is more terrifying than many sharp swords.

It was the first time for Wang Feng to fight with someone so aggrieved, originally he slapped it over, even if a sharp sword stabbed it, it could be broken. But now as soon as he stretched out his hand, what came up in front of him was a black hole muzzle, and he could only change his tactics halfway, and his anger could not be vented, and it became thicker and thicker.

He was not happy, and Li Play was the same, he had never been so annoyed by the fight, and he couldn't fire a single shot. This Wang Feng's martial arts are too weird, judging from the information they collected, what he is good at is obviously a set of extremely strong and domineering palm techniques, but this time he is using a soft fist technique.

It's not unheard of to overcome rigidity with softness, but Wang Feng's punching method is not only soft, soft, hollow, sometimes it seems that there is no strength in the hand, but it is often suddenly burst out with force. Sometimes it is obviously a palm full of true power, but when you reach out to the grid, the real power suddenly disappears without a trace, like cotton wool in the middle.

Every time I want to shoot, I am pulled by a strange force that comes and goes at that time, and I don't know where it comes from, and it's good to be able to keep my balance, let alone shoot anything. It's so unguardable that he wants to vomit blood so depressed that he wants to vomit blood,

Wang Feng was impatient, this guy was simply a freak, he had heard of marksmanship, all kinds of long guns and short guns, iron guns and wooden guns, but he had never heard of using pistols. This person really practices the pistol as a weapon, and looking at his various moves, he is actually a family of his own, and he is already very mature.

GRASS, THE TIGER IS NOT POWERFUL, YOU ARE A LAO TSUB IS A HITTY? WANG FENG SCOLDED FIERCELY IN HIS HEART, FEELING THE FEW SHOTS HE HAD JUST TAKEN AS A TARGET, AND HE FELT A SPICY PAIN ON HIS FOREHEAD.

You have a gun, and my brother has a sword, just right, I'll use you to practice your hands.

The right hand that had been holding the wild king shook it gently, "Qiang!" With a soft groan, the ruler-long blade bounced out, what a wild king sword!

Wang Feng has been participating in the blue sea tide in the past few days, and he is naturally inevitably interested in Huang Laoxi's other martial arts, and it just so happens that he has a set of Luoying Divine Sword, although he is not proficient, but at this time, he just uses this kid as a sparring partner.

With the wild king in his hand, Wang Feng found that his true qi could not only be unimpeded on it, but also faintly grown. This discovery made him secretly happy, could this thing still have an amplification effect?

Under the infusion of true qi, the wild king hummed, and finally a white light the size of a grain of rice lit up at the tip of the sword.

Sword Mang!

Wang Feng was overjoyed.

Although Bai Mang is small, it is extremely bright, and Li Yu also found out, originally Wang Feng suddenly threw out a sword and was slightly shocked, but at this moment he was shocked, and the Lingguang monk who was watching the battle not far away also had his pupils slightly open.

This kind of thing is very mysterious, it was originally a legendary thing, and it is the same for the masters of these masters.

This is not the same as Gang Qi, as far as they know, only the great masters of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow and those who are proficient in kendo can send out sword rays. They didn't think that Wang Feng was already perfect, so it could only be a problem with this sword.

Li play's mind flashed, Wang Feng had already slashed with a sword, it should have been like a colorful sword momentum, and the tip of the wild king's sword was shining with a little essence, and it was like a starlight, dancing with the sword momentum, falling towards Li play.

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