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"When he can defeat the strong, it is the result of cooperation with others. The swordsmanship he is good at is difficult to fight in this kind of battle, and it is difficult to be as powerful as Lin Qiongcheng."

The young people present had two opinions. Most of them, including me, were members of the Jinzhong Temple. Black Jade Pavilion was particularly opposed to whether it was still competition from society.

I ignored the words. He holds a spear and looks calmly at his opponent. The pressure of the stone formations and battlefields came from space, which made him feel nervous and excited.

If you fight with a gun, does swordsmanship have no use?

He disagrees with this view. Although the various martial arts are different, they also have something in common, otherwise he would not be able to turn the weapon into a swordsmanship.

He also had a sense of intimacy with his arm and gun held upright. He believed that the sword had life and could communicate with its owner, and at this time he also felt the life of the gun. If Leng Gun had blood flow, it would be connected to his own bones and flesh.

Enough! I smiled at my opponent and clamped the horse's belly like an arrow from the rope.

The duel began, I raised a spear, and the head of the iron spear overflowed, as if the day and night replaced the last touch of the sun in the darkness.

"Like an arm?" There are many excellent gunners in the base. I was surprised to see the movement of my gun arm. Didn't you say that this young man is good at fencing? How did you become a good shooter? Is it a bluff, or are you really good at shooting?

His military eyes flashed, but he adopted the same grip. He didn't dare to say how superb his marksmanship was, but single pistols were honed with blood and fire, and he didn't believe that this famous young man could perform better than him here.

At dusk, two black riders met like lightning, and the two spears were pierced simultaneously on the sharp grass, just like the extension of the rider's limbs, accurately piercing the target.

"Strong!" The harsh voice spread quickly, more shocking than the thunder of the Battle of Lin Niancheng, but the shock brought by the voice was overshadowed by the shocking scene in front of him.

"How is this possible?" A middle-level manager stared at the battlefield with wide eyes and looked at the battlefield with disbelief.

"Tang Jin's best wind-breaking gun was actually killed?" The other base was even more stunned, unable to say what to say next.

And a group of guards, including Nanming students, cherished Lin Qicheng's failure at this moment of collective petrification.

What did they see? Is it that scary?

In fact, the two riders met in one round and split the winner in two.

The winner is me!

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Mo Yingyong, a young man of the Southern Ming Dynasty, a member of the cavalry, ordnance and even the senior guard of the entire army. Everyone was stunned by the fantasy in front of them.

Base Tang Jin looked pale at the tip of the gun. The tip of the gun was exposed to the sharp edge of the gun, opening a terrifying crack in his chest, piercing through the remaining terrorist forces like a meteor. If the golden shadow rushed If it enters the sky, the golden shadow will break through the sky. If the golden shadow is hit into the sky, it will break the sky. The remaining terrifying forces will also be pierced into the sky like meteors. He knew that he was completely defeated, and the scar on his chest hurt his heart deeply. If the other party hadn't distributed the gun head in time, he would have died!