"It's not the same level at all..." Gu Tingxian was the first to fail and realized that he would definitely lose.

It’s a pity that this battle is obviously more and less, but it’s overwhelming from beginning to end. It’s like this every round. I finally broke through the siege but immediately got trapped in the “army” formation again, so that most of the time, the three of them were separated from the bystanders... The only person on the opposite side could create the momentum of the entire army, and there were movement and still changes, both huge structures and endless mystery. Apart from him, Fan Dianchen, I would like to ask who else?

"I have encountered this universal array-breaking technique in the past ten thousand..." Fine sweat beads emerged from Yin'er's forehead, and soon she reached the end of her strength. Not to mention understanding and improvement, it was difficult to consolidate the "idle and immortal sweep the fallen flowers" just now-

Finally, I passed through the swords, guns, swords and halberds that were always turbulent. Last time I saw the sky light was still daylight, and it suddenly sets, as if it was about to enter night. When I was buried in Fan Dianchen's exclusive time and space, the surrounding environment could be described as dark and confusing... After a long time, it was even hard to breathe the air. Lin Qian said that there is a poison gas tank called Zhang Shusheng on Tianhuo Island. It seems that he was rubbed into Fan Dianchen's martial arts system?

"Leader, and I..." Mu Ziteng saw that Yin'er wanted to fight to the ninth level of sword realm, so he quickly tried his best to dissuade-

At that moment, he had only one obsession in his heart: I lost the third game, and in the fifth game, I should support whatever I say!

In reality, he was only the only one who was still physically strong. While Gu Feng could still maintain it intermittently, Mu Ziteng calmed down and used the "watching the world" mental method taught by his father to try to peek at Fan Dianchen's flaws...

Fan Dianchen's unpredictable combat skills are advantages and disadvantages - if there are changes, there are gaps, and gaps are flaws - to switch freely? It depends on whoever's eyes.

Mu Ziteng has already reached the level of shooting skills of "single spears and sticks at will", which is also the highest level taught to him by his father. From shaking, to whipping, and then thrusting back, he has a lively step, smooth and light, and he has done it in one go. Yes, he is not as good as Fan Dianchen, but he is just as quick as Fan Dianchen with the help of Gu Tingxian and Feng Xiaoyin.

However, "Not enough for a moment..." Speed ​​and mental methods only helped Mu Ziteng find the theory of cracking. Put it into practice, but the strength was insufficient. Hasting action would only alarm the snake. After another swipe of his body, he accidentally swept blood from the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, the leader was temporarily safe because of the interweaving of Mrs. Li's hidden weapon. However, after he barely pulled another shot, Mu Ziteng knew that even his condition would decline.

Haha, it's down? Why did it fall before reaching the top? Although my father only taught me to do this, the next step is to go by myself!

Forced himself too hard, and his soul couldn't help but fly back to the past. It is unforgettable to follow the village master at a young age and join every battlefield where the lord was in his prime. The shocking days and nights have always been the intersection of cattle and sheep and tigers and wolves. Most of them see desolation and passionate blood intertwined, and the green mountains and white bones are always intertwined. Mu Ziteng has not lived a few days of peaceful life, but where is the chest not warm in the frost and snow... The next step is to "see the gun horizontally and become a stick". The gun and stick are united, and do not distinguish between each other, because they are one side - among the eighteen weapons, the changes are the least gap between them!

To fight a Fan Dianchen who is in one in 18, we should simplify the complex, so that we can speed up.

In fact, Mu Ziteng has been trying to consider the moves for a long time, but because of his lack of his father as a guide, he was worried about gains and losses. He didn't dare to shoot it at an important moment, so he would rather eat his old capital in the face of Feng Han... But what's the disadvantage of eating his old capital? Now it's the consequence... There seemed to be a voice in his heart asking: Mu Ziteng, at such a strong age, why dare not fight? How can he let the guide fall down and block the way? Is the shooting skills you passed on to the child all written by her grandfather!

"If the water accumulates in a thousand-foot stream" line, he remembered the military book that Peng Yibin gave him in Xiangyang. The reason why he put it in a box and put it in good condition was because it said that the off-road taught him step by step. When Lin Qian got it, he gave him a comic strip. Unfortunately, he was ashamed that he often only remembered one or two sentences... One person dared to pick thousands of troops, why was he afraid of himself? Because his memory was too poor, he was not confident... However, so many comrades supported him and truly became the king of guns for more than ten years in the Southern Song Dynasty. Not to mention him, his apprentice Yang Miaozhen has grown into a gun god. What are you waiting for? Waiting to be shot to death on the beach before he finished pushing the previous wave? "Yibin, I found the "Military Shape" and never lost it!" Mu Ziteng no longer doubted that he would definitely achieve explosive growth on the right path!

This unswerving and ready to die was filled with the arrogance, and as expected, the force was rising rapidly, which was enough to hit Fan Dianchen's change gap.

"Tingxian!" "Here you come!" At the critical moment, as long as Gu Tingxian is just a rushing formation for him, he is so good at Tingxian, and he has a good understanding of his heart.

After a moment, everyone, including Fan Dianchen, was attracted by Mu Ziteng. I wonder why he suddenly had such a strong move... Suddenly? It's been more than ten years!

"So the more bloody and murderous hell it is..." Yin'er was still shocked: This is the most in line with external moves and internal skills!

"Just ask who else? And... I, General Mu!" Gu Tingxian panted while smiling and asked and answered on the ground.

"It has both the lethality that makes people tremble and the dizzying flexibility." Feng Han commented quickly. Zhebe was about to speak, but he couldn't find a better sentence to describe it, so he swallowed it all: "The Demon is right."

Shoulder

Fan Dianchen's face was only stunning, not shocked.

No one in the world has a stronger ability to use the sword on the spot and turn it into his own use.

He will also be able to stab a gun like a dragon, and he will be able to hit a piece of madness; he will be able to stab a thorn, slam, and snare it in circles, and you will all know--

Once the internal strength is inhuman and there is no distinction, Fan Dianchen's experience tells everyone that the characteristic is: taking other people's paths makes others have no way to go.

At that time, Fan Dianchen, who was no longer negligent, strode up and shot Mu Ziteng with a critical shot, but suddenly saw Mu Ziteng pulling away like a ghost, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth before leaving.

He was eager to pierce, neatly restrained, started with murderous intent, and turned elegant and elegant - what happened! It turned out that Mu Ziteng took another approach? He had just demonstrated the "integration of guns and sticks", and immediately came up with a "big gun into a flower gun". Now he did subtraction so that he only had the gun technique in his hand, but he perfectly completed the wonderful uses of "king of soldiers" to "thief of soldiers".

That's why he slipped so hard that he couldn't catch it like a loach... At another moment, Fan Dianchen changed his face because the soles of his feet were not right.

Where Fan Dianchen stood, Mu Ziteng had just been beaten by Feng Han, his nose and face were swollen, so how could he not hurt? This place was so strong that it was like a rock in the sky, very brittle. The force that Fan Dianchen stepped on would undoubtedly break if it was heavy.

Fan Dianchen realized that in those few rounds, he was first disturbed by Mu Ziteng and caused a chasing of heat. He was not afraid of being attacked by Mu Ziteng's prelude to the gun technique...

Shame, far superior strength, but every step is budgeted!

At that time, Fan Dianchen had almost fallen off the arena, but with the arrogance in his chest, he tried hard to turn up from the side wall with a knife and leaned on a stone, and took advantage of the opportunity to kick back a "Four Masters of Baimen's Arts". Because this kick was facing Feng Xiaoyin and was just using Li Junqian's unique skills, Song Fang and the four of them were instinctively retreating, which made Mu Ziteng no longer have the possibility of counterattacking Fan Dianchen.

The edges are set up together, and the distinction is clear. Although Fan Dianchen has been defeated by danger, he can't help but sweat a little on his forehead: "This gun technique..."

"There are emptiness, realness, and strangeness; the advancement is sharp, the retreat is fast, the momentum is dangerous, and the joints are short; the movement is as fast as a mountain, and the movement is as thunder." Lin Mo sighed all the words in everyone's heart.

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Feng Han laughed: "If you compare this, it means that Fan Dianchen can't beat me?"

However, the Jin army all looked solemn, and no one nodded. After a long time, Gao Fenglei cast a look of "Just be happy yourself."

"Old man Feng, you have just competed. You have not defeated Ziteng in shooting skills, but he has climbed step by step." Yin'er smiled and helped Ziteng up with Tingxian.

Yes, compared to style, Mu Ziteng is not necessarily strange, but compared to the superb marksmanship, no one can compare to it.

Feng Han felt nervous and he quickly spat.

"No, bad, the clearness changes from turbidity, and the fat is produced from phlegm. Old man Feng, be careful of his body." Yin'er said Feng Hanfat, and everyone couldn't help but smile.

However, without breathing, Fan Dianchen on the arena seemed to follow Feng Han's footsteps, and was forced to be angry and angry by Mu Ziteng. Now, the masters of the Song army who were breathless on the field should have exploded, and they were also smart, and they could no longer compete with Fan Dianchen in full state.
Chapter completed!