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Footsteps sounded behind Qin Yu.

"Second Brother, what's wrong?" Zhang Renfeng ran back in a hurry.

"How is it inside?" Qin Yu was a little worried.

"Well, Shi Fujun and Mr. Yan had a very happy conversation when they met. When they heard the movement outside, they asked me to come out and take a look."

"Very good, junior brother, listen to me..." Qin Yu attached to Zhang Ren's ear and quietly reminded him.

After hearing this, Zhang Ren's eyebrows moved twice.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I understand."

Zhang Ren put the quilt that Qin Yu threw to him on his shoulder, and muttered: "Life... is as lonely as snow, it's so wet!" He quietly retracted back to the back of the big locust tree on the left.

Innocence is bright.

Qin Yu stood quietly facing the road, while the black spear was inserted straight into the snow on his right hand.

He had heard the sound of fighting and scolding, and... the crispness of the impact of swords and swords.

Strangely, he sensed the fluctuations of the qi and blood of the three acquaintances, without any unfamiliar energy bodies.

Who are their enemies?

Soon, three figures flashed in front of you almost at the same time.

One of them, with a black scarf and a wide giant sword, was really golden.

A beautiful smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yu's mouth, but his eyes were cold. He suddenly pulled the gun with his right hand and held it with his left hand towards the base of the gun. He almost completed the attacking posture of the left strange gun in an instant.

"Jinwei, take me a shot!"

He shouted loudly, took a big strode forward with his right foot, and competed with two moves, stretched his lunge, and stabbed forward with all his strength.

The death's black tassel suddenly dodged and four large gun flowers appeared.

Hundreds of enemies, grade: Meiren!

Shen Qiniang was shocked: "Brother Qin Yu..."

The answer to her was two sharp eyes as sharp as a gun.

With such a gun, the boy seemed to have enough energy...

Shen Qiniang was so worried that she stopped talking.

Jin Wei had no time to swing the sword, and the four-fingered Juque sword was slightly raised, and his left hand pushed the sword spine as a small narrow shield, blocking the way of the submachine gun.

Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!

The continuous crisp knocking sound was deafening.

The four black flowers were completely shattered.

Qin Yu floated back. Jin Wei's long sword couldn't help but shake twice, and took two steps back.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Jin, Uncle Jin, we're meeting again!"

Qin Yu's black gun pointed at Jin Wei's nose from afar and laughed.

Jin Wei groaned, lifted his left palm and sucked hard on his lips twice. His face was as white as snow, his lips and teeth were red, and there seemed to be blood stains.

It turned out that because the Juque sword was too sharp, the sword was hit hard by the sword, and several bloody mouths were cut by the sword blade.

"Come again, Mr. Jin!" Qin Yu's black spear's tassel trembled slightly, as if he wanted to come out again. Jin Wei was shocked and hurriedly jumped backward for two more steps.

Qin Yu laughed even more and felt very comfortable.

The already-filled qi and blood in his body seemed to sense his open heart, and suddenly wandered away like boiling water. Up, down, left, left, and all kinds of acupoints were connected together, and they continued to repeat. After a while, the momentum of his whole body increased, and then rose again and thirdly. The energy like substance was unconsciously poured into the submachine gun from his palm. The entire gun emitted a crystal light slightly, which was particularly eye-catching in the snowy night.

The three people on the opposite side felt the strangeness of Qin Yu's black gun and the huge pressure coming from the point of the gun.

"Brother Qin Yu, what do you want to do?" Chen Qiniang opened her almond eyes and said angrily. She and the demon slave were slightly panting. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot when they rescued Jin Wei just now.

"It's nothing, just take revenge." Qin Yu sneered, and noticed that the breath on the left was suddenly blocked. He bumped into something sharp and powerful. His skin was stimulated and he felt a little painful. He walked two steps right when he was moved.

The demon slave's face changed. Qin Yu's two steps did exactly the range covered by his long sword. The lightning strike that was about to take could only be forced to contain it, and the blood and blood flowed backwards. It was so uncomfortable.

As Qin Yu's skills improve, the six consciousnesses feel more sensitive and wise, and it has vaguely contained the wonderful use of automatically avoiding good and bad luck within a few meters of the top experts in the dark realm.

"Good shooter!" Someone praised. A man suddenly appeared from the side of the few people. He had a short jacket, thin, slightly clear bearded, and his hands were empty. He looked at Qin Yu, with a pair of beautiful and spiritual eyes slightly surprised, "I actually practiced the gun god, it's interesting!"

Qin Yu looked at him. The man stood in front of him, his qi and blood were as strong as a stove piled up with huge charcoal. Why didn't he sense any fluctuations in his energy just now?

"Senior, what is the Gun God?"

"Of course, the gun has a god." The man smiled.

Isn't this the same as saying nothing? Qin Yu pouted and took back the black spear. He just asked casually, and started to engage in public relations with this master in advance, touching the details, and did not intend to really ask for a person who was Chou Yin and Mao. He stopped talking and looked inside and went to the sea of ​​consciousness to check his own inheritance.

There was a stir in the Yintang, as if something had changed in the sea of ​​consciousness. The small sea area that was originally almost neglected seemed to suddenly roll up a layer of white waves, rolling over it.

Qin Yu felt that his inner vision seemed a little blurred. He concentrated and looked hard, but saw a paragraph of content, with black characters on white background, the size was like tofu blocks, and he was immediately excited. The format was so familiar, just like the introduction to the beginning of the previous publication.

He looked carefully for a moment and gradually realized it.

It turns out that being able to release four real and fake gun flowers in a row is the beginning of officially entering the "hundred-man enemy" level.

When you enter the realm of a hundred enemies, your marksmanship will naturally have a unique charm, so it is called a gun with a god.

Of course, this level is divided into many levels, and the lowest level is of course called Yu Meiren!

Moreover, since entering the 100-man enemy, the Gunhua has also changed its name and upgraded to the name of the Gunhua. Qin Yu can release four real and fake Gunhua, which means he has the ability of the fourth grade.

Qin Yu quickly turned the page and found that there were thirty-sixth grades and seventy-twoth grades behind him... My god, 108th grades... What kind of magical marksmanship are these? The ancients bragged that they didn't need to pay taxes...

With only two pages of volume, Qin Yu felt a little dizzy. I don’t know if his eyes were too tired or his mind was blown away by the introduction.

Can they really make so many flowers in one move?

Slowly! Qin Yu suddenly remembered that there were a wide range of dazzling arrays, and you could tell the awesome shooting skills by looking at the name... Why did I have no impression of it before?

Qin Yu's face was full of dark lines. He always thought that he remembered the secrets of the Hundred Flowers Guns clearly, but now it seems that he has lost so much!

But why do you remember it again now?

How did these hidden files be packaged and stuffed into his mind before?

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