Han Chen browed, this guy was not good, and he also had a fatal move. Han Chen leaned on the ground with a single gun, and the tip of the gun was pressed on the ground, looking at the black shadow rushing towards him. Han Chen raised the silver spear in his hand, splashing a large amount of dust and threw it at the enemy.

"Well......" The black shadow was puzzled and quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Han Chen hurriedly ran forward and set a distance with Heiying. Heiying secretly underestimated it, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Don't go!"

"Return the horse!" Han Chen took three steps in a row, his eyes widened, and the silver spear in his hand was extremely sharp. He turned around and shot, as fast as lightning, like a poisonous snake in the dark night. If he didn't take action, he would make a big splash.

"Swish!" The spear's tip rubbed against the air and made a sound of gunfire.

The old man was also shocked, but then he rushed away with one hand and stabbed Han Chen at the critical point on the shoulder.

Han Chen's pupils shrank. He didn't know how he didn't know this trick, but he thought of it against Yang Wenguang.

Han Chen frowned, pushed the gun with one hand and threw it straight towards the throat of the shadow. Han Chen turned over, avoided the attack range of the shadow, and kicked the soil on the ground with one foot, ready to escape from the battle circle.

The black shadow's pupils also shrank, and he cursed inwardly: "Cunning Boy"

With one move, he knocked over the gun he threw at him, and landed lightly on the ground, looking like a fairy-like spirit, but Han Chen didn't think so. Without weapons, all that was left was Meat Bo. Han Chen shoveled his waist and stepped in front of Heiying, raised his foot, and kicked it towards Heiying's cheek.

"Go!" The black shadow held the gun with both hands. Han Chen stepped on it with one foot, turned over and jumped behind him, grabbed the silver spear on the ground, and stared at the dark night with his tiger eyes.

"Hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix..." The black shadow looked at Han Chen and threw out a move to the phoenix, covering Han Chen. Experts can tell if there is any one at once. This move to the phoenix is ​​more than three times faster than Han Chen in terms of momentum and speed.

"Hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix..." Han Chen murmured to himself. He could practice the phoenix to this point. In this forest, except for the old ghost Tong Yuan, Han Chen really couldn't think of anyone.

But now that we are not sure about our enemies, Han Chen was not allowed to relax. He looked at the black shadow, holding the silver spear in his hand, and watching the birds gradually covering the phoenix.

Han Chen suddenly opened his eyes, brewing morale for a long time, and gradually spread out: "Prisoning Dragon Break!"

Heiye looked at Han Chen's move and was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had seen such a shooting technique, but his momentum was ahead and the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it.

"Roar!" Han Chen's silver spear turned into a few gun shadows, like a black tornado, covering the phoenix. The phoenix looked at the phoenix and looked at the phoenix and was like a horizontal cut, while Han Chen's prisoner dragon breaking was similar to a cylinder.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding" every time the two shots were hit, you could clearly hear the sound of cutting weapons, but no one could stop. Once anyone stopped, it meant that he could not suppress it.

Han Chen's tiger's mouth gradually turned red, and his strength gradually disappeared. He was panting like a cow, and his neck was red.

"I'll suppress it!" Hei Ye shouted loudly, his gun shadows were dense, and obviously he still had enough energy.

The cold sweat on Han Chen's head gradually emerged, and he was about to be unable to hold it back, Han Chen's eyes were spinning back and forth for a moment: "Don't care! Prison Dragon Break!"

The gun shadows in Han Chen's hand gradually integrated to form a gun, and one shot broke all the tricks.

"The prison dragon breaks......The Great Chaoyang!"

A shot of the sky was like a dragon breaking through the sky.

"Hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix......Phoenix Feather!"

When Han Chen heard this name, he was stunned. There was really no one else in the world who could use the Phoenix Feather except Tong Yuan.

"Swish………Roar"

"Swish.........Ming!"

"Boom................................... ding bell......!"

Han Chen flew out like a kite with a broken string, blood came out of the tiger's mouth and landed on the ground, at a loss...

The silver spear he used turned into fragments in the sky at this moment, scattered in the forest.

The black shadow stood safely, holding a gun in both hands, as if he was thinking about the shot Han Chen had just shot.

Han Chen sat on the ground, looking at his hands, and said laughing and crying: "Master Tong Yuan, you don't have to do this! You are going to beat me to death!"

"Boy! I've long seen that you are deliberately giving in to Yang Wenguang, but I didn't expect you to have grown to this point." Tong Yuan took off his mask. If he hadn't tried this boy today, I'm afraid everyone would be kept in the dark by him now.

"Master, you don't have to do this!" Han Chen patted the dust on his body, looked at Tong Yuan who was desperate, and wiped the blood in his hands helplessly. He simply broke a little skin, and nothing big happened.

"Barring the bullshit, who will teach you this trick? If I didn't use Phoenix Ling, I wouldn't be able to take it anymore. Tong Yuan was still scared of that shot. He accumulated strength. If he hadn't gained enough strength and the advantage of weapons, it would have to take some effort to win him in this battle. In fact, Tong Yuan is already considered old and able to exert his current strength, it is already considered good.

"No one taught me! When I was dreaming a few years ago, I dreamed that an old man taught me thirteen shots at that time, and I only practiced three shots. The ten shots behind me really couldn't be practiced!" Han Chen looked at Tong Yuan and waved his hand helplessly. Today he also let him know his shortcomings. It seems that he will practice well in the future.

"There are ten guns!" Tong Yuan was shocked, looked at the boy, and then said, "You can cover up the other guns and change them!"

"promise!"

Apart from the three shots just now, Han Chen's other shots were all flower stand-alone, with only their shapes, but no reality.

"What a gun! It's so exquisite... It's so exquisite!" Tong Yuan saw it and was excited, looking at Han Chen and said, "This gun is as fierce as a dragon, and it's not without any change. It's really the king of the gun!"

"Master......" Han Chen looked at Tong Yuan in a daze and quickly patted him.

Tong Yuan came to his senses this time and looked at Han Chen and said, "Although you have exquisite marksmanship, you are not strong enough to exert all his strength. You must practice well in the future. As a teacher, you will be satisfied to be able to hand over an apprentice like you!"

"Master, you can also practice this gun. If you combine it with your Phoenix Feather, it will definitely be very effective!" Han Chen looked at Tong Yuan and said.

"It's useless! I'm old! My strength has begun to decline. How will it be in the future depends on you. If you have the chance in the future, go to Shangdang to find you, Senior Brother Zhao Yun. With his insights into shooting skills, he will definitely help you!" Tong Yuan said calmly.
Chapter completed!