The tiger will never fall to death. Although Qi Chang went down the mountain and his sword skills were greatly reduced, it still retains the afterglow of his peak period.

As a result, he was besieged by the rioters on the shore of Guyue Lake and seriously injured and fell into the water. If it weren't for the great opportunity three years later, he would have told me about this life.

Although during the war, Qi Long did not think about life and death, regardless of grudges, he did not think of finding the real murderer who broke his spine among these tens of thousands of people.

But if you really have to worry about it, several of the top ten generals of the Lu family will undoubtedly be the culprit who dragged himself on his battlefield.

The two-gun general Dong Cheng, the pioneer envoy Zhao Ning, and the guest wearing armor, demanded the King of Hell Liu Tang.

Qi Long still remembers these people freshly.

If it weren't for the expectation that the Buddhist general Zhou Zitong could solve his injuries, when he picked up the other party, the bandit leader Qi would have the idea of ​​killing someone and venting his hatred.

But what Qi Long didn't know was that the battle also impressed the generals of the Lu Ce, or in other words, they still remembered them freshly.

A seemingly ordinary enemy spy, with just drawing his sword, it seemed like he would fall into the ghost of Yama. No one could guarantee that he would be able to save his life from the opponent's sword intent.

As a result, after the battle, the ten generals found out that it seemed that, perhaps, they had hit the wrong person.

Lu Hou's comment on this is that a group of idiots had a bad brain and was simply a family.

During that battle, everyone was injured by a knife, and Dong Cheng's little mother, who was as cute as a life, was almost cut open. Dong Cheng always remembered this grudge in his heart.

"Pick up your knife and let's fight again!"

Baimian Dong Cheng was riding a horse rifle in one hand and a gentian silver rifle in the other, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

Qi Rong lowered his head and smiled, gave a look at the two people behind him, and whispered in Xue Bai's ear. After the two of them left, he pointed forward with a spear and said slowly:

"To deal with you, guns are enough."

Dong Chengjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the little mother's heart was connected and slowly took more than ten steps back. The pony's heart beat like a drum, and its tail was raised repeatedly. With one breath, two blood mists sprayed out like blood training.

Chasing the wind and the sun!

It is said that a high-quality horse is a sweat-blooded horse. Sweating like plasma when sweating means that the blood and energy are strong, the spirit is strong, and the explosive power is strong.

But the real divine horse is actually hidden in the body. It is usually short and small, and there is no magical evil at all. However, once it breaks out, it will be lightning, and the human eyes cannot catch up with the horse's shadow.

In other words, it means practicing boxing to enter blood. All the blood is hidden in the heart and all the squirting out when it rushes, like a dragon flying in the clouds, and a powerful and domineering person.

Qi Long closed his eyes and felt a burning dragon rushing towards him.

A mere horse actually developed the dragon-shaped fist spirit!

Qi Long had to close his eyes, otherwise this violent gale would hurt his eyes. The horse's qi and blood were several times that of humans, and such a divine horse was dozens of times higher. Think about it, how terrifying it would be for a man with dozens of times more qi and blood to shoot a dragon-shaped fist.

What's more, there are changes in the shape of a dragon. There is no way, who can make people be a horse?

As the thought flashed, Qi Lang's heart shrank and he felt the almost life-threatening danger.

I thought I had been stabbed by a needle on my chest, shoulders, feet, and throat.

Punch the heart flatly, slantly prick the tip of the stern, prick the foot surface under the lower, lock the neck last time.

It may only be half a breath before the little mother retreats and sprints.

Qi Leng truly understands what it means to pass by in a flash.

However, at the same time, Qi Long stepped back with his right step, his ears moved slightly, and the empty door opened wide.

‘Listen to the wind to distinguish position?’

Dong Cheng had a expressionless face, and he was in a rifle, his spine was arched, holding the root of the gun in his hand, and pierced a semicircle from top to bottom.

Bird gun!

It's like a bird falling by the wind, the sky is blue and extremely wide, so the bird falling by the wind, the ephemerals are interspersed between all things, and they are also sandwiched between the flying dragon and the galloping horse.

Between heaven and earth, it is called emptiness.

During the three years when the warriors made the greatest progress, Dong Cheng's spear technique was truly in the Tao.

The target of this gun was not one of the four key points, but was pecking at Qi's head. This gun was about to hit the point, and the iron-made brain would be pecked open.

Taoist sect Yin and Buddhism sect Heng. This is a description of the evolution of martial arts methods from the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.

The gun body was almost curved like a bow, holding it towards Qi Cang, but when it was half an inch in front of the head, it was blocked by an ordinary gun that was diagonally above.

The spear head collides with the spear head, making a crisp sound, and the slightly inferior iron gun tip is directly missing half of it.

The sharpened gun tip is almost as thin as the needle tip. It takes an ordinary person a long time to poke the needle hole with yarn.

Even if two masters who use guns stab each other, they will only have one or two times in ten times to cooperate and hit each other’s guns.

But at the moment when both sides used all their means to fight each other, the two gun heads collided together so by chance.

Dong Cheng let out a light ejaculation, his eyes swept over, and he saw that when Qi Luan's whole body turned blunt golden, including his eyes, and his eyes collided.

At that moment, Dong Cheng seemed to feel an extremely powerful obsession.

In the Dharma Realm, those who are strong and incompetent but who are not separated from the human world are called Vajra!

Qi Lan only understands the meaning of Buddha and does not practice Buddhist principles. At most, his Buddha only becomes a Buddha in the body.

But his mind was really like a powerful Vajra, burning all troubles and filth with fire to reach a pure land.

Therefore, when Hong Xiaosi worshipped King Kong, he disagreed so much.

It is better to worship him than to worship the King Kong.

Qi Lang is not trying to distinguish positions by listening to sounds, but is using the Buddhist realm to defeat the opponent's Taoist gun!

The body is wrapped with karma fire but the anger and evil thoughts are strong, and the other party’s spear technique is to destroy the meaning of forgetting both the material and the lack of material in the other party’s gun technique.

Qi Lan puts the gun away, twists the rod to make a circle, and the gun body rotates at high speed in the palm of the palm, circles around, and then stabs out, collapses, takes, blows, points, and wraps it into a circle.

In the three-foot circle, the Buddha's light is bright, and the Buddha has a thousand hands and a thousand hands holds a gun.

Great and pure!

"Pure Land Gun!"

Dong Cheng's expression changed, his shoulders and hips were combined, his elbows and knees were combined, his hands and feet were combined, his mind and intentions were combined, his mind and qi were combined, and his qi and strength were combined.

Plus the unity of the horse!

Big Six Gun!

The two most powerful guns suddenly collided!

...

At the same time, Xue Bai raised his head, chewed his mouth for a while, and muttered: "Let me tell you the gun technique back."

Hong Xiaosi had no time to care about Xue Bai's thoughts. He suddenly held two white corpses with eight-slashing swords, wiped the long sword on his mouth into his throat. At the same time, his figure retreated, he pulled his hand out of his arms, and then sprinkled it into the other person's throat.

In an instant, two white corpses were burned by fierce phosphorus fire.

"What did Qi Long tell you?"

As the Gejiabao Fort army on the periphery was captured by corpse soldiers, the suicide squad was also killed one after another on the way to escape.

The pressure on the two immediately increased.

Although the two of them changed their armor, the aura of this living person could no longer be concealed.

If it were in the border town, Hong Xiaosi would also have a special corpse pill made by the Taoist of the army, but now there is no other means except for some spell-effect phosphor powder.

If Qi Long hadn't been the "eye", he would have tried his best to run away, instead of following the stupid boy to mess around behind him.

"Uncle asked me to follow the feeling," Xue Bai scratched his head, "that's this."

In front of me is a huge corpse pit.

The strong bloody smell has not completely dissipated.

"Are you looking for death?"

Xue Bai touched his chin: "It seems strange, it seems that there is something, but it seems that there is nothing. I'll go down and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Bai jumped down in Hong Xiaosi's shocked eyes.

...

"Why are you doing my brother Zhou's spear skills?"

After the two guns intersected, Qi Lan's iron gun broke in the waist, and the head of the Dong Cheng's rifle had a clear curved curve.

White smoke emerged from above Dong Cheng's head. Taoist boxing, Tianlinggu is a key point. Once the energy cannot be wrapped, the qi and blood in the body will overflow from it.

As for the little mother foal sitting down, four hooves were repeatedly trampling on the ground, and hissing in pain.

The three-meter-long ground where the two of them fought was full of sunken mud pieces, one side was opened and the other side was sunken.

Qi Long's face remained unchanged, but his arms were covered with light golden beads of sweat.

When the Buddha paint falls, it is just a copper-body mud body.

But he didn't care at all, just smiled and said, "Are you surprised that I can do gun skills, or is it surprised that the Fosun Zhou Zitong is not dead?"
Chapter completed!