"Master, can the owner win?" a young disciple of the Illusory Sea Villa whispered to an Immortal Golden Pill Stage master beside him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"In terms of marksmanship, the owner is at a disadvantage, the other party is only in the middle of practicing liquid, but the marksmanship has entered the realm, if the owner does not make the last move, it is easy to not have the upper hand, but ......"

"But what?"

"The owner of the village is already in the late stage of the Immortal Golden Pill Period, and the accumulation of true yuan is unfathomable, although he is old and his physical strength is not as good as when he was young, but as long as he passes a hundred moves, I am afraid that this young man's true qi will be the first to dry up. ”

The little disciple of Phantom Sea Villa nodded clearly, although because his skills were still low, he couldn't see the process of the two fighting in the field, but he believed in the master's words very much.

...... At this time, the field was already turbulent, Xiao Chen's marksmanship was sometimes dignified, sometimes unpredictable, and strange tricks were repeated, supplemented by strange, making people unguardable.

Yu Wen is worthy of the name of 'Qiankun Mo', a spear in his hand really has the ability to turn the world upside down, and it is easy to turn chaos anyway.

Although "Breaking the Array Gun" is profound and mysterious, it is far more powerful than the marksmanship used by Yu Wen, but it is a pity that the gap in skill is placed here, and the accumulation over time is far from being comparable to Xiao Chen.

Sure enough, as the master of the Jindan period said, as soon as a hundred moves passed, Xiao Chen had already felt that more than half of the true qi in the dantian had been lost.

Although Yu Wen's breath is long, his forehead is already slightly sweaty at this time, according to this situation, if there is no backhand, the loser must be Xiao Chen.

had the upper hand, but Yu Wen retreated at this time and raised his voice: "Young man, the old lady is old and frail. If you can't stand a long battle, how can you decide the winner with one move?"

Although Xiao Chen was a little crazy, he was by no means arrogant. How can I not know that this old-timer is taking care of his own face, and I want to see Xiao Chen's last killer move!

Obsessed with martial arts, and more humble to juniors, such a martial artist can't help but be awe-inspiring, Xiao Chen nodded.

"The predecessors can afford it, and they created a trick by themselves some time ago, but they can only create this trick. After one move, there is no combat power, and I ask my seniors to correct it. ”

Yu Wen's eyes showed a bit of solemnity. This young man doesn't know where he came from, his marksmanship is exquisite, and the move just now is already unheard of, and the move is even more powerful at this time. I have to look forward to it. It also has to be cautious.

"The old man had a trick in his early years, and he had not used it for more than ten years, and today he invited the little brother to taste it. ”

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two stood opposite each other, their clothes were windless, and Xiao Chen was now also in broken clothes, although he was not injured, he was also embarrassed.

The heavens and the earth were turbulent for a while. Under the command of several Jindan stage masters, the disciples of Phantom Sea Villa retreated and retreated.

"Qiankun Molang!"

Starlight turns. Covered with rain and clouds, Yu Wen's shot lived up to its name, pouring out the great power of nature to drive the flowing clouds and the sea of illusions, and in an instant, Xiao Chen seemed to hear the sound of the tide surging and the starlight falling.

Qiankun returned to chaos, even if everyone was dozens of feet away, they still felt as if their ears were deaf at this moment, there was no sound between heaven and earth, there was no light, only the gray chaos after the death of Qiankun.

"Amazing shot!"

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the spear could no longer see its original color at this time, only the magnificence that broke through the chaos, which was the hope of life and the loneliness of death, and the beauty of this shot could not be described.

It is the flower of life that can only be seen in legends, containing the truth between heaven and earth, indescribable, but real.

Flowers are blood flowers, killing, madness.

The flower is safflower, memorial, mourning.

It's like the alternation of life and death on the battlefield, singing and crying, and sorrowful and tactful.

The flower path is like a green bamboo, sonorous and unbroken, that is the breath of life, the revival of all things in heaven and earth, just like the beginning of heaven and earth, the blessing of all living beings.

"It's so beautiful~"

Time seemed to have stood still at this point, and even those who had never practiced martial arts saw the brilliant colors of this shot.

The little disciple of Phantom Sea Villa, who had just asked his master, stood in place in a daze at this time, and involuntarily let out a sigh of admiration from his mouth.

Yu Wen's moves collapsed at this moment, and his technique was close to Dao!

All illusions vanished, leaving no sound, not a trace of dust, as if returning to the silence of the beginning.

Only the crumbling ground and crumbling earth and rocks bear witness to what has happened.

Xiao Chen held his spear on the ground, barely supporting himself from falling, gasping for breath like a bellows in his mouth, and he could vaguely hear the sound of his lungs pulling.

Yu Wen stood in place, his face turned red, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, staining the ground in front of him red, and even turning his gray beard into blood, and the scattered internal organs mixed with blood slowly flowed out of his nasal cavity.

The disciple who came from a distance hurriedly wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by this stubborn old man waving his hand.

"The little brother has good marksmanship, and the old man is willing to bow to the wind! If he hadn't lived for these decades, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a chance to speak now, hahaha! The old man 'Qiankun Mo' Yu Wen! Dare to ask the little brother's surname!"

The tail of the gun was slammed, firmly inserted on the ground, Yu Wen clasped his hands into fists, and said loudly, not caring at all about the gushing out of internal organs and blood.

"The seniors praise falsely, and the younger generations Zhuge is me!"

Although Xiao Chen was still wheezing, and there was a burning sensation of pain in his body, he still straightened his body and responded loudly.

People are like guns, the sound is like dragons, this is the pride of those who use guns, indomitable, not discouraged in defeat, not arrogant in victory, this is the spirit of those who use guns.

"Haha, cough, hahaha~ Little brother is just out of the rivers and lakes, the name of your move is very worthy of you, 'amazing shot' Zhuge is me!hahaha~" Yu Wen smiled happily, although he coughed because of the injury in his body, he still stood straight.

"The old man has never had a chance to break through the heavens and men in this life, and the marksmanship of Qin Yanlie, the 'first shot in the world', is even more missable, little brother Zhuge , if he breaks through the realm of heaven and man one day, please call him two catties on behalf of the old man, hahaha......"

"I will live up to the trust of my predecessors!"

A trace of guilt and firmness flashed in his eyes, Xiao Chen clenched his fists with both hands, and responded to Yu Wen's entrustment.

"Okay! It's really my boy! haha......"

The laughter gradually subsided, and at last the huge courtyard was silent, holding a spear in one hand, and even in the end, the old man still lived up to the spirit of the spearman.

There was a relieved smile on the old man's face, and his eyes, which had been closed forever, no longer had any sparkle, but the sturdy and naked body still exuded a majesty that belonged to him!

"Congratulations to my brother!"

"Congratulations to the Master!"

"Congratulations to the Patriarch!"

The disciples of Phantom Sea Villa bowed to Yu Wen and refused to get up for a long time, as if they had long forgotten the culprit Xiao Chen.

This is a mountain village where the spirit of the gunman is carried out throughout, and it is a place to be admired.

I don't know who was the first in the crowd to start sobbing, and slowly, everyone fell into grief and heaviness.

Xiao Chen held the coiled dragon and the silver spear, bowed respectfully, and expressed his last respect to the old man, and then looked up at the sky, and the white eagle flew down in understanding.

Yun Qi recovered a little bit of true qi, took off into the air, and drove away.

Men have a curtain ceremony that belongs to men, and after this battle, Xiao Chen has a little more indescribable things on his body. (To be continued.) )