ww.x.om    "No, I didn't fool you." Zhao Yunxuan stuffed the entire Jinli Xiaolong bag on her left hand into her mouth. Because she had a bun in her mouth, her cheeks bulged cutely and her speech was vague: "I'm fighting against you (I'm serious)."

As soon as she did this, more than 70,000 people from both army were sweating together, and they were cheating. You said you didn’t cheat, but looking at how you look like you are cheating, right?

Wu Sangui was furious: "Look at the gun!"

"Aiya (Oh)... I answered the answer from the treasure paper of the red bun (I will beat it after I finish eating the buns)......" Zhao Yunxuan stepped back.

Wu Sangui rushed to the front angrily, stabbed forward with a spear in his hand: "Thunder Spear."

Zhao Yunxuan waved a gun, and the local sounded, and the two of them were almost equal, no matter how good or bad it was.

"Speed ​​like the wind!" Wu Sangui changed his moves. Her movements were very agile and more sensitive than "Death God". This change of moves made the gun force just like an antelope hanging on its horns and could not find the direction. However, others could not find the direction, but Zhao Yunxuan could find it. The gun in her hand also changed her moves. By chance, it just happened to block Wu Sangui's attack.

"What a flexible girl!" Wu Sangui was secretly shocked: No wonder he was worshipped by people from the entire Da Meng Kingdom, and he deserves to be the King of Jinling.

The two of them turned around by mistake.

Wu Sangui's body suddenly turned around and shot him in the back, shouting: "Come back!" She shot very suddenly, as if there was an eye behind her back, stabbing Zhao Yunxuan's back.

"Wow?" Yi Yun Daqi: "Does the fifth-level god general have this trick? Why don't I?"

"That's not a professional skill, it's the additional shooting skills that others learned." Li Chengyu explained: "Seven sets of 223 styles, Yang's shooting skills!"

The so-called seven sets of 223 styles refer to "Forty-two Styles of the Big Flower Gun", "Thirty-eight Styles of the Flower Battle Gun", "Seventeen Styles of the Seventeen Styles of the Military Battle Gun", "Twenty-two Styles of the Peach Blossoms", "Five-four Styles of the Chen Battle Gun", and "Thirty-four Styles of the Small Flower Gun". Each set can be unparalleled in its own use. No one in the world can master it all.

Hearing this, Yi Yun suddenly realized that by the way, in addition to the profession, he also needs additional learning skills to be more powerful. Why did I forget this? Career is just the foundation. Only by further studying martial arts above the profession can one become a real master, just like the **Silk Sword Saint.

Although Yi Yun didn't know much about history, he knew some techniques and moves very well. After all, it was often used in games. He recalled the information about Yang Family Guns and was relieved. In the Ming Dynasty, the era corresponding to the Dameng Kingdom, Yang Family Guns had a great reputation and were hailed as the best gun technique. The ancient military books "Wu Bian", "Ji Xiao New Book", "Front Record" and other books were recorded. There is a poem that says: "Twenty years of pear blossom guns. The world is invincible." The pear blossom gun mentioned in the poem actually belongs to the "seven sets of 223 styles" of Yang Family Guns. "Ji Xiao New Book" also says: "The Yang Family Guns are unpredictable, and they are endless, and the world is full of deifications."

Wu Sangui's "returning the horse" attacked him, which was really powerful. Seeing that the gun was about to penetrate Zhao Yunxuan's back, he suddenly saw Zhao Yunxuan's body facing the side, and he just flashed through this move.

"Wow, it's so scary. It can even be pricked behind the scenes." Zhao Yunxuan's mouth had eaten the buns and her words became more and more straightforward.

Wu Sangui snorted coldly and said, "It's more than this shot, the Yang family's seven sets of 223 styles, and I am the only one who can do it in this world."

"Wow, it's so terrible!" Zhao Yunxuan said: "You have many shooting skills, I really admire you. The shooting skills I passed on from my family are only four. They are incomparable to yours."

When Wu Sangui heard what she said, he was secretly shocked: Four moves? Are they the legendary four moves? Emperor Taizu also learned the most powerful four-tip technique in the world?

"Okay, let me learn the four ancestral moves of the unparalleled Jinling King." Wu Sangui shouted: "Forty-two styles of the big flower gun, the white snake spits out the letter..."

Her gun was like a spiritual snake, waiting for an opportunity to move forward, wandering in front of Zhao Yunxuan until it was very close to Zhao Yunxuan. Suddenly, the tip of the gun attacked, as if the snake finally bit the last time it was attacking someone.

This was extremely fast and it was simply unstoppable. However, the gun in Zhao Yunxuan twisted strangely and bent over like a snake, just holding her "White Snake Spit Letter".

"Huh?" Wu Sangui Daqi, she seemed to have seen the gun on Zhao Yunxuan's hand bent. But this is impossible. It is the world-famous treasure gun, which is not gold and iron, and is very hard. How can it be bent? Could it be because the other party's gun was too round, so in his eyes, it seems that the gun bar is bent?

"Forty-two styles of the big flower gun, Huanglong lie down!" Wu Sangui swept across the gun, trying to sweep Zhao Yunxuan off the horse. Unexpectedly, the Yajiao gun in Zhao Yunxuan's hand turned strangely again, just pressing her gun tip...

"Twenty-two styles of military guns, strong wind blows willows!"

"Pear Blossom Eight Mother's Gun Style Sixteen, Crossing the Tiger to Open the Mountain!"

"The little flower gun has a thirty-four style, the mistress enters the cave!"

Wu Sangui swung his guns repeatedly, and the gun shadow was so fast that it was hard for the naked eye to see clearly. But strangely, no matter how urgent she attacked, Zhao Yunxuan was unmoved. A Yajiao gun seemed to have become a snake wrapped around her, turning it to the wishful thinking, and all the moves attacking her were resolved one by one.

Wu Sangui's face changed drastically: "What kind of shooting skills are you?"

Zhao Yunxuan laughed and said, "This is one of the four ancestral styles, snake plate!"

Wu Sangui was secretly shocked. It is worthy of being the four-style marksmanship passed down from the founding of Dameng Kingdom. I could not defeat it with just one move... No, I can't let her be so arrogant. I want to speed up and speed up the strength of the gun.

Wu Sangui roared: "Let you see, my Wu family's blood skills!"

She cheered up and shouted: "Good the best of all three armies!"

Her body was already filled with dark golden light, and at this time the dark golden light became even stronger. A turbulent Dou Qi broke out from her body and blew around... It seemed as if the strong wind was blowing up, and the Dou Qi swept the dust in the surrounding air into the air. The heavy Dou Qi blew the soldiers standing hundreds of meters away almost to the ground.

She laughed loudly, stabbed out the iron spear in her hand, the momentum was a little stronger than before, and the speed increased again. The gun shadow was so fast that even many fourth-level generals could not see clearly.

It turns out that Wu Sangui's bloodline can be "super bravely than the three armies", which can greatly improve her strength, speed, defense and other qualities again. It is no exaggeration to say that her current strength can be called level 5.5.

When Zhao Yunxuan stabbed this shot, it was not so easy for her to resist. She used a snake plate to hang Wu Sangui's gun. Unexpectedly, a huge force came from the gun rod, and the gun shadow then attacked her chest. Zhao Yunxuan was startled and quickly tilted her body, hid in a kick, barely avoiding it.

Wu Sangui laughed and said, "Now your snake plate is useless! In the face of absolute power and speed, no matter how exquisite the moves are, they cannot be used."

Zhao Yunxuan spread her hands: "I have cheating skills, so do I!"

“Huh?”

Zhao Yunxuan also shouted softly: "Heaven! Nothing! Two!"

With a "boom", a Dou Qi also broke out from Zhao Yunxuan's body and rolled around. Originally, Wu Sangui's Dou Qi kept shaving Zhao Yunxuan's clothes and flew backwards, but at this time, an equally heavy Dou Qi came back, and the Dou Qi with Wu Sangui was squeezed in the air. The two Dou Qi seemed like a wall of air, forming a small cyclone after another in the open space between the two...

One is the bravest army, and the other is the unparalleled world. Both of them have extremely strong fighting spirit, which makes the air solemn.

Wu Sangui's face changed color: "You...have similar skills..."

Zhao Yunxuan laughed: "My ancestors also left me some blood skills..."

"Okay, very good, let's fight again..." Wu Sangui swung his gun forward, and the two of them fought each other. Although Wu Sangui used all his strength, he did not get any benefits. He was shocked by the force on Zhao Yunxuan's gun, and she was still at a disadvantage, and the iron spear was swept away.

Zhao Yunxuan smiled and said, "It was you who attacked me just now, now it's my turn...just look at the moves...a hundred birds!"

As soon as a hundred birds emerge, the sky is filled with gun shadows...

The so-called hundred birds are the profound shooting technique of stabbing a hundred shots in an instant. The gun shadows are like pear blossoms and rainstorms, covering every corner of Wu Sangui. Wu Sangui was shocked. This is beyond human ability... She didn't even know how to deal with parry, so she quickly retreated back and almost rolled down from the camel's back, and barely avoided this move.

"This is also one of the four styles?" Wu Sangui asked in surprise.

"Yes!" Zhao Yunxuan nodded seriously.

"There are two more moves, I want to see..." Wu Sangui had a dark face and was ready for battle.

"Then come... Chaohuang!" Zhao Yunxuan stabbed out with a shot, ordinary.

Wu Sangui looked at the shot and thought to himself: Such a simple move is considered one of those four styles? It is far inferior to the Hundred Birds just now.

She waved her gun to mount it, Zhao Yunxuan's wrist trembled slightly, and Changhuang changed direction and turned to stab her left shoulder. She quickly changed her move again, but she didn't expect that Zhao Yunxuan's hand trembled and stabbed her right leg again...

The two of them quickly changed their moves in a very small range. After changing a few moves in a row, Wu Sangui had a small flaw that was not handled properly and was finally exposed to Zhao Yunxuan.

Zhao Yunxuan laughed and her wrist trembled. Chaohuang's move instantly exploded into a gun shadow all over the sky, and turned into a hundred birds. One hundred gun shadows attacked her flaws at the same time...

Wu Sangui was shocked: "It turns out that this move seems simple, but it is actually a condensation of hundreds of birds..."

Only then did she realize that she could no longer hide in the pedal, so she had to abandon the camel and roll into the ground before barely avoiding it.

If someone forced him to leave his mount with one move, his face is second. What kind of fighting method should he play behind his mount if he lost it?
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