After all, because of the skill gap, Xiao Chen didn't know how strong the accumulation of decades was, but at this time he knew very well that the marksmanship was different from the knife technique, if the knife technique could be multiplied by the combination of light skills, then the marksmanship would be without any fancy hard shock. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The gun is a tone exclusive to a man, and the strength of skills is indispensable, Xiao Chen's skills and marksmanship are undoubtedly a lot higher than the other party, with superhuman physical strength and the condensed internal strength of the "Divine Illumination Sutra", he can cross the challenge.

Leaning forward, his legs bowed slightly, and the ground was a trench that reached up to his knees, he finally survived the impact of the first wave of True Yuan, and the spear also collided with the golden Buddha bead.

The move of ambushing on all sides has undoubtedly reached the peak of skill, as soon as it comes into contact, it clearly looks like a shot that has been slashed lightly, a shot without the slightest power, and the golden Buddha bead has turned into two petals, and it fell weakly.

There was a deafening roar, this time Qiu Hu shot with all his strength, he couldn't control his strength anymore, and Xiao Chen couldn't care about unloading all his strength.

At first, you can hear the tiny tiny tinkling sound of gold beads falling to the ground weakly in the roar of gold and iron, but later it all turns into flying dust and a tragic scene like a wild bombardment.

After fighting for a long time, and even did not hesitate to use the last killer weapon, Qiu Hu was physically exhausted, and instantly sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

There was silence in the field, and the dust in the sky made it impossible to see the slightest scene, except for Zhuge Xiaohua, who seemed to be indifferent standing in place, the rest of the people looked directly at the center of the smoke.

Knock, knock, knock......

But is it a bit of heavy footsteps?

A little bit of clarity appeared on everyone's faces. There may not be one in Blue Bird City who can take over the trick of the head of the dart, even if this young man takes it. At this time, I am afraid that I am also seriously injured, and it is understandable that my steps are heavier.

"Phew, Bah, Bah......"

Before everyone could continue to speculate, Xiao Chen had already walked out of the smoke and dust with the Panlong Bright Silver Spear, and as he walked, he spit out the dust that he accidentally inhaled in his mouth. After spitting up, he covered his mouth and nose with his free left hand.

The whole person was wrapped in gangqi, and the milky white gangqi was no longer as sharp as when the gun was used, but like smooth milk. It keeps flowing like silk.

Qiu Hu's pupils shrank, but he didn't expect that this Zhuge Zheng and I would be unharmed, and sighed dejectedly, and could only sigh that there were talented people in the country. A new generation replaces the old.

"Little Brother Zhuge is really amazing. The old man bowed to the wind. Qiu Hu seemed to have no strength to fight again at this time, and arched his hand and said to Xiao Chen.

Although the veteran was defeated, he did not lose his demeanor and calmly admitted his defeat.

Xiao Chen glanced at the young man who was supporting Qiu Hu, and he also admired Qiu Hu's strength in his heart, no wonder he could cultivate such a young man.

"Mr. Qiu's dart head is extraordinary, Zhuge is willing to bow to the wind, and Lingzi has the wind of not losing is the father. Admire, admire!"

Say two admiration in a row. But there is no feeling of sycophancy, but it makes people feel that it is from the heart, and it comes out sincerely.

The son of Qiu Hu lowered his head a little embarrassed, but Qiu Hu opened his mouth and laughed heartily, showing his boldness to the fullest.

"Thank you little brother Zhuge for your praise, don't talk much, I don't know what the little brother is here to say?" Qiu Hu arched his hand, but his eyes were always staring at the coffin in the distance, and the meaning was self-evident.

Xiao Chen knew that since it was a taboo thing, after doing a game, this matter would be over, after all, it did not hurt the interests of the dart game, as long as it was not a special conflict, it was time to meet and laugh at each other.

"It's no secret, this trip to your dart bureau is for the dart, and the dart is this coffin. ”

Xiao Chen's answer undoubtedly made everyone a little incredible, after all, Qiu Hu had a lot of experience, and he had obviously seen that this was not just a coffin.

After pondering for a long time, Qiu Hu spoke, "Little brother Zhuge , please inside!"

Xiao Chen arched his hand, turned around and held it lightly with his palm, and the hundred-pound coffin was like nothing, and it was easily carried on his shoulder.

Holding up the little flower that had been standing in place and had not moved, Xiao Chen strode towards the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

The dart masters on both sides made way for a passage, but at this time, everyone's attention was no longer on Xiao Chen's body, but at the little flower that followed Xiao Chen.

To say that although this face does not dare to say that it is overwhelming, there is an urge that people can't help but take it into their arms and pity.

Qiu Rong, the son of the tiger, stared at his face stupidly and refused to take his eyes away, his dull eyes were full of amazement, far greater than the shock that Xiao Chen and his father had brought to him just now.

Such naked eyes made the thoughtful little flower get behind Xiao Chen in fear, and pulled the hem of his clothes tightly.

"I don't know where the little brother Zhuge is?"

patted the stunned Qiu Rong, Qiu Hu walked while casually politely with Xiao Chen, although Xiao Chen's figure and martial arts can be seen at a glance, but he is well versed in the way of dealing with the world.

"I live at the foot of Yujing Mountain, oh, that is, the former Sanmen Mountain. Xiao Chen didn't hesitate, he gave himself an identity, intentionally or unintentionally pulled the topic to Yujing Mountain, this time he changed his face, one can experience himself, and the other can make a name for his sect, this kind of thing that kills two birds with one stone, why not do it.

"Oh, the old man of Yujing Mountain, the sect established by Sanmen Mountain, knows it, I don't know what the relationship between Brother Zhuge and that sect is?"

This Qiu Hu is far more than ordinary people, and this topic is also a change, although it is Yujing Mountain who is asking, it is actually asking Xiao Chen's teacher.

"No, that Yujing Mountain was created by my junior brother. ”

"Oh, little junior brother, it is said that the founder of Yujing Mountain is Xiao Chen, the son of a hundred poisons, and his martial arts are afraid that he has already ......."

Qiu Hu's words were not finished, but the meaning was very clear, he was calling his junior brother, but the other party's skills were much higher than him.

"Mr. Qiu, my master respects the pedantic celestials, and the eleven disciples who sit down are each with their own unique skills, knives, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, fists, palms, legs, claws, fingers, the way of medicine and poison that the little junior brother Xiao Chen learned is to enter the realm quickly, and I and the other ten people are required to specialize in their own ways before reaching a certain realm. ”

At the beginning, the matter of Baiyun Mountain was regarded as a scandal, and naturally it did not spread widely, and in the hearts of everyone, the prince of the hundred poisons was afraid that he had already reached the cultivation of the late stage of the Immortal Golden Pill, and Yujing Mountain would naturally not be leaked to the outside world.

Xiao Chen casually made up nonsense here, but it shocked Qiu Hu, a pedantic celestial, really a pedantic celestial, a peek at a glimpse and see the whole leopard.

Zhuge Zhengme, who plays it, although the martial arts realm is not high, is only in the middle of the rivers and lakes, but his strength is that he doesn't know how many streets he has left behind others.

The moves are so subtle that they are impeccable, and Qiu Hu, an old powerhouse, thinks that even if he fights for life and death, he will lose more and win less.

You must know that there is obviously room for his move just now, and there is no sign of losing strength after that. (To be continued.) )