The nearby ghosts were approaching step by step. Xiao Ying took a deep breath, held the handle of the gun with one hand, pressed the tip of the gun down, and pointed it towards the ground: "Ye Yang, follow me. If you find something wrong, help me save people."

We have long heard Xiao Ying say that she has never mastered the "three-point penetration" technique in the Xiao family's marksmanship.

"Three-point penetration" is designed to defeat the mixture of humans and ghosts, but you must control the force when shooting. One spear will hit the opponent, and the tip of the spear will penetrate three inches into the human body, no more, no less, and it must avoid the main blood vessels and vital organs of the human body.

, in order to avoid stabbing the opponent to death.

If the opponent is a human, it will only be injured but not killed. If the opponent is a ghost, the three-point gun is enough to destroy the soul.

The Xiao family practice "three-point penetration". After the gun is inserted into the target, the gun is pulled out and the length of the gun mark is measured with a ruler. If you make a mistake once, you will be punished with three whips.

Xiao Ying was afraid of being beaten, so he never took the "three-point test".

Now, to the extent that she was forced to use this shot, it seemed a little late to regret it.

After Xiao Ying finished speaking, he stood in front of Ye Yang, held a gun in both hands, and shook out a spear flower. At this moment, Ye Yang took off the long bow from Xiao Ying: "Don't move!"

"You..." Xiao Ying originally wanted to say: Can you use arrows?

But before she could say anything, Ye Yang pulled out three long arrows, pulled the bow full of the moon, and shot at the street lamp in the distance.

Xiao Ying watched as three points of cold light shot through the air. The next second, the long arrow flying in the air seemed to have shot into another space and disappeared in the dark night.

After Xiao Ying glanced at Ye Yang, she shook off her spear and rushed forward, but before she could move, Ye Yang lifted her up by her neck like a cat.

Xiao Ying's step on the snow almost hit Ye Yang, but the latter said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? The arrow hasn't flown to the place yet!"

"Let me go! If you don't do anything, they will be surrounded!" Xiao Ying's scream died down, and he saw three groups of fire exploding in the sky in the distance.

The next moment, three street lights on the pedestrian street went out in succession, and the remaining lights seemed not as dim as before.

"There are still nine lanterns!" Ye Yang muttered to himself and threw Xiao Ying out: "Hold them for thirty seconds!"

Xiao Ying was thrown three meters away, and opponents in the distance also gathered towards Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying shook the spear again. The head of the spear, which was more than a foot long, circled and flew into the sky under Xiao Ying's tremor. Xiao Ying crossed the handle of the spear, twisted his hands in reverse, and turned the handle of the spear.

Divided into two, each holding a short stick-shaped gun handle and rushed into the crowd.

As the two sections of gun handles flew up and down, the surrounding figures were shot away one after another. Some fell to the ground with bloody heads, while others exploded into phosphorus fire in the air.

Xiao Ying circled Ye Yang and struck between his opponents. Ye Yang kept pulling out long arrows from Xiao Ying's back, twisting the arrows, and shooting them towards the nearby street lamp.

Xiao Ying just heard the sound of arrows breaking through the wind and piercing the air near him, and did not notice that the street lamp was deflected by the long arrow.

When Ye Yang shot the ninth arrow, he hung the long bow on Xiao Ying: "That's it!"

Xiao Ying brought the two sections of the gun handle together in the middle, and stood back to the position where she shook off the gun head. The gun head fell from the air and hit the gun shaft without any deviation.

The spear stood tall and shone coldly, but the two people were surrounded by tourists lying, struggling, and moaning. Ghosts that were originally difficult to distinguish from fake were also blocked in the distance by the interlaced lights.

Xiao Ying raised her head and looked between the street lights, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Lights can also be arranged in formations!"

Ye Yang smiled and said: "Can't your spear also be disassembled and closed?"

The quality of a spear is determined by its tip and its barrel.

Many people think that ancient gun shafts used iron rods. In fact, only inferior long guns used iron rods. Really good guns used special wooden rods. Not only are they extremely flexible, but they can also block swords.

Will not break easily.

It takes a long time to make a high-quality gun barrel. If you are not a famous craftsman, a famous general cannot afford the price of the gun barrel.

The barrel of Xiao Ying's gun can be disassembled, which is actually beyond the scope of a weapon. It can be considered that it is a magic weapon tempered by secret methods.

Ye Yang walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back: "Now you can let go and kill the ghost."

When Xiao Ying once again launched his spear at his opponent, it was as fierce as a dragon. However, the ghosts surrounding the street seemed to be fixed in place by the lights. They saw the spear coming but did not know how to dodge. Each one of them was in Xiao Ying's direction.

Ying's gun exploded into phosphorus fire.

When Ye Yang was about to step out of the street, he heard someone asking: "You beat someone and just leave like that? Don't you care about others?"

Ye Yang glanced back slightly and found that the person speaking was a tourist leaning on the food stall. The person should have been thrown away by Xiao Ying and fell there.

Ye Yang frowned slightly without realizing it. Xiao Ying turned around and wanted to go over to argue, but was pulled back by Ye Yang: "Don't worry about him! Let's go first!"

Xiao Ying followed Ye Yang: "I don't want to take care of him, I just feel strange. After ordinary people are controlled by ghosts, even if a warlock comes to help, it will take a long time to regain consciousness. How can he recover so quickly?

Coming here?"
Chapter completed!