Zhutian Avenue

"Gumen Xinyiquan and Liuhe Great Shooting ..."

Luan Qisheng rubbed his eyebrows, and the two pictures kept appearing alternately, which made his brain burst into pain.

The last step of the dark energy mastery is to enter the brain. After the energy is strengthened, the spirit of will is involved. At that time, the 'God' contained in one punch and one foot can already affect outsiders.

The two pictures are not true, but the boxing spirit of the two great masters.

He is also the ‘God in the Boxing’ as Wang Zhixuan said.

"Their fist will actually affect me ..."

Luan Qisheng was a little dry and got up and poured a glass of water.

This time, it was not his initiative to interrupt the dreaming, but the influence of the two fists, which left him with insufficient energy to support the consumption of the dreaming, and was forced to interrupt.

In fact, Wang Honglin and Gu Changfeng made three appointments before he saw one.

"The battle above Baodan is completely different from what the naked eye sees and what the mind perceives. The two of them will definitely not be hypnotized, but the effect of the powerful fist will exceed the hypnosis in the ordinary sense. "

Holding the water cup, An Qisheng was analyzing the results.

The person who knows foreign things is the heart, the heart is what the heart is, the meaning is the will, and the spiritual will can really affect the human heart.

In other words, the brain thinks you are dead and you are really dead.

In the room, An Qisheng just sat meditating, thinking about the gains from the previous battle over and over again.

Either the Liuhe big gun or the ancient fists, he is involved.

But if you want to reach those two levels, even if there is some reference, it will not happen overnight.

However, everything is like this, no accumulation of pace, no miles, no accumulation of small currents, nothing to become a sea.

Even if there is a step to heaven, it may not be a good thing.

I know how to understand.

At a glance at the battle between the two great masters, An Qisheng also fell asleep, and sat still for a while, remembering all the previous gains in his heart, and went out again.

Hope is fully equipped with swimming pool, movie theater and martial arts hall.

多 At three o'clock in the morning, most people were in their dreamland, and An Qisheng came to the martial arts hall.

High platform, weapon rack, sandstorm, wooden stake, target ...

武术 This martial arts hall is different from the ordinary martial arts hall, but it is similar to the ancient school grounds.

No one is in the empty martial arts hall at this time.

Luan Qisheng walked to the front of the weapon rack, on which various types of weapons were placed, cold and dazzling, all condensed like ice.

Since modern times, thanks to technology, the quality of weapons is far from comparable in ancient times.

"The quality of these weapons is good, I don't know which master made them ..."

Wu Anqisheng reached out and held a spear, and trembled gently, humming.

He has learned guns for more than ten years, and once he gets started, he will know if it is good or bad.

长 This long gun has a length of two meters, and the whole body pattern resembles a human meridian. The gun body is almost integrated. It seems that the joy of the gun body can be felt in a shake.

For the past few days, he has come to this martial arts hall almost every day.

This long pistol is the weapon he uses most, which is not to say that other weapons are not good, but they are not suitable.

Oh oh

As soon as I was thinking, An Qisheng jumped onto the high platform and lightly pressed the tail of the gun. The spear seemed to have spirituality.

She Anqi raised a rifle in her life, stood tall like a pine, closed her eyes slightly, and listened to the gun's strength.

Weapons are an extension of the body, and the highest state is naturally one with weapons.

Hearing and listening is the first step to the process.

I don't even know the length of his weapon changes, where can I practice what a martial art.

The real master of marksmanship, holding a long gun, gently, it can **** fly and mosquito on the paper without hurting the paper.

From this, any peerless marksmanship, but it is only a matter of course.

Purr ~

Listening for a moment, An Qisheng suddenly squatted down, such as riding a horse, holding a gun in both hands at the same time, just a slight shake.

The spear ‘buzz’ is shaking like a snake dragon.

震动 The shock gradually spread, from his hands, elbows, shoulders, across, to the whole body.

The whole person shook along with the gun body.

Shocking a big gun is simple, but this style is enough for a lifetime.

He was empty-handed, loose, and calm.

Luan Qisheng's eyes were half closed, and in his mind he repeatedly played back the shot that Wang Honglin pierced.

A little bit of thought brewed in his heart.

Woo!

For a moment, An Qisheng's eyes widened suddenly, and his feet trembled, struggling to reach the palms of his arms.

Humming ~

The pike spear suddenly shocked, drawing an amazing arc, such as the coiled serpent suddenly exploded, and suddenly, tearing the air.

Huh Huh Huh ~~

I fired a spear and followed it.

With a single shot dancing, a little bit of cold light emerged, as if the python opened his mouth to reveal his tusks.

Straight down the high stage!

"I......"

On the side of the high platform, a figure suddenly emerged, and the donkey rolled and rolled out on the floor.

At the same time shouted:

"Myself!"

Purr ~

When Luan Ansheng moved, the long gun moved back half a meter, and the shaking gun stopped before the comer's eyebrows three inches.

"Brother ..."

Luo Luo could raise her hands, a cold sweat dripped down, and there was a mist on the gold silk glasses.

"It's you?"

Wu Anqisheng frowned and the spear landed.

He recognized that this young man seemed to be the young man Wang Zhixuan had warned when he boarded the ship.

Looking at his figure, he seemed to be loose and uncomfortable.

"It's me! It's me."

Luo Luo could breathe a sigh of relief and rubbed his forehead. It was so scary.

Under this shot ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he thought he was going to be stabbed to death on the spot.

"In the evening, why don't you go to bed and run here? So sneaky?"

An Qisheng frowned.

He is not afraid of others stealing marksmanship. In fact, it is no secret that many schools of shaking a gun have it.

However, this is the first time he has learned this killing move from Wang Honglin.

If it wasn't for his solid foundation and ability to send and receive, this shot would have killed him on the spot.

"Aren't you asleep?"

Luo Luoneng slandered a word, barely squeezed a smile:

"I heard footsteps walking outside the door before, thinking that those people were lurking on the boat again. As for sneaky, am I not afraid to disturb your practice?

"is it?"

An Qisheng glanced at him and turned to the high platform.

人 This person didn't tell the truth. If he came after him, he could not hide his eyes and ears with his efforts. The only possibility is that he came earlier than himself.

I have been hiding there for a long time.

"Then you are busy, I'll go back first."

Luo Luo was able to calm down, and suddenly felt a little urged to urinate. He said hello, and walked away grayly.

"Hoo!"

In the toilet, Luo Neng shivered and let out a relieved breath.

Then touched the phone and dialed the phone over there:

"Jin Shao, the man is called An Qisheng. He seems to be practicing foreign boxing and is good at using long guns. In addition to boxing, he is practicing guns every day. He is a martial artist, and is probably a master recruited by Dr ...

"Luo Neng, these things need not be said later."

I waited until Luo Neng finished speaking, then the voice came from the other end of the phone:

"She doesn't even care about me, how can she care about such a person?"