Warm up?

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Guan Feihong's face was full of bitterness.

You must know that although Guan Feihong's Tianxuan Sect is not a hidden sect, it is also one of the top ten major factions in the ancient martial arts world.

And Guan Feihong, as a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, has extraordinary strength, and ranks tenth on the hidden dragon list at a young age.

Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, he is also a rare existence among his peers, and the people who can defeat him can count on two hands.

However, just now, even if he was holding a red tassel gun and displaying the family heirloom Dingjun gun, he was still like a three-year-old child, about to be hung up and beaten by Ye Fan!

Now, Ye Fan told him that he wasn't serious at all, he was just warming up.

People are more angry than people!

Guan Feihong only felt that he had lived on a dog for more than 20 years.

He didn't know that it wasn't that he was too weak, but that Ye Fan was too demonic!

At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and his tongue bloomed and said:

"Don't be distracted! I'm not going to show mercy!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's tall body, like an arrow from the string, shot towards Guan Feihong.

Although he suppressed his strength at a level similar to Guan Feihong, his use of internal strength has reached the point where he is weightless, and there is no leakage at all.

Even if the realm is the same, his combat power still crushes Guan Feihong.

Facing the menacing Ye Fan, Guan Feihong didn't dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly danced his spear to defend against the enemy.

However, the high-intensity battle just now made his physical strength drop significantly.

The speed of the gun is much slower, and there is no longer the feeling of being done in one go, and there are frequent flaws.

Seeing this, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, outlining a playful smile, grasping a flaw, and flicking his fingers on the barrel of the gun.

"Buzz Buzz Buzz ......"

The spear shook for a while, and Guan Feihong's right hand with the gun cracked open on the spot, blood splattered, and he couldn't hold the spear in his hand.

Between the lightning and the fire, Ye Fan stretched out his hand violently and firmly grasped the red tassel gun in his hand.

Grab the white blade empty-handed!

......

At this moment, Guan Feihong's face was difficult to see.

Although there is no saying that "the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead", for the warrior, it is definitely a humiliation for Da Mo to take his weapon away by someone.

All his kung fu is on the gun, and even the gun is gone, which is equivalent to being wasted most of his kung fu, like fish on a chopping board, which can only be slaughtered by others.

On the other side, Ye Fan was holding a red tassel gun, his right hand shook, the head of the gun was as fast as electricity, and a large circle was drawn in front of him, which was just like the water of the Yangtze River, majestic for thousands of miles.

"Thorn la la !!"

The air around them was torn apart, and a high-pitched roar erupted, shaking the eardrums,

And the momentum on Ye Fan's body is also rising, his spine is straight, as if turning into a spear that pierces the blue sky, the momentum is domineering, looking at the world, and the man and gun are one.

The previous Guan Feihong was like a general who took the lead on the battlefield, throwing his head and spilling blood, he could be an enemy of 100 people, and there was no grass under one shot.

And now Ye Fan is a marshal who commands the world's soldiers and horses, pointed by the spear, ten thousand armies are easy, one man is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

Even from a long distance, it gives people a feeling of being invincible and domineering.

Seeing this scene, Guan Feihong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ye Fan directly, his eyes did not blink, as if he was afraid of missing something.

Guan Feihong never expected that Ye Fan would still be a master of using guns!

At this moment, Ye Fan had no distractions, and the gun was like a dragon.

His moves are not very fancy, but they have reached the state of returning to the basics, as if he can pierce the golden cracked stone with a random shot.

After that, Ye Fan's marksmanship changed again.

This supreme spear, like an embroidery needle to him, flew up and down, shuttled left and right, like an arm, light and agile like a dragonfly dotting water, pointing where to hit!

This red tassel spear seems to have become an extension of his body, sometimes fierce and fierce like a tiger in the mountains, sometimes light and agile like a flying swallow on a beam, sometimes as thick as a thousand zhang of mountains, sometimes as turbulent as the water of the Yangtze River......

God, mind, qi and strength are perfectly integrated, and the sound of muscles and bones resonating everywhere in the body is a combination of rigidity and softness, active but not frivolous, heavy but not sluggish.

......

Guan Feihong, who was next to him, couldn't help but be stunned.

He originally thought that his attainments in the gun path were unsurpassed among his peers.

But when he saw Ye Fan's marksmanship, he knew-

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!

It turned out that he ...... It's just a frog at the bottom of a well!

Suddenly, Ye Fan shouted, and said like thunder:

"Look at the move!"

As soon as the words fell, he held a red tassel spear, like a meteor chasing the moon, and rushed towards Guan Feihong.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of spears were stabbed.

For a while, the shadow of the gun was heavy, like a net from heaven and earth, enveloping Guan Feihong's body and blocking every escape position.

Overlord Marksmanship - Shattering the Sky and the Earth!

The red tassel spear, in Ye Fan's hands, seemed to turn into a scythe of death.

Fast!

Words can't describe how fast it is!

Under the gun curtain, Guan Feihong's pupils contracted violently into a pinhead, and the hairs on his body stood up, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying beast.

Out of the instinct of survival, Guan Feihong wanted to escape, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.

He even had the illusion that his soul was going to be crushed.

......

"Puff sneer!!"

The tip of the red tassel gun was on Guan Feihong's shirt.

Ye Fan's control of power has reached the realm of ease.

It doesn't hurt to touch!

It only pierced Guan Feihong's clothes, but it did not hurt his skin.

If it is one shot or two shots, Guan Feihong can also do it.

However, Ye Fan stabbed out nearly a thousand shots in an instant.

This exaggerated "perverted" control alone is enough to shock people's hearts, and it is not an exaggeration to be known as the "master of spearmanship".

It took a long time for Guan Feihong to come back to his senses, gasping for breath, his face full of uncontrollable fear, as if he had walked in front of the ghost gate.

There are no words to describe his shock at this moment.

Ye Fan's spear skills were even more subtle than those elders in the Guan family, so he couldn't help but want to bow and worship.

A few meters away, Ye Fan had already put away his gun and stood with his hands in his hands, with a light and breezy look on his face, as if he had just done something insignificant, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's gaze fell three inches below Guan Feihong's abdomen, his face showed a strange look, and he said jokingly:

"Tsk...... Guan Feihong, your taste is really unique enough, you are wearing bright red flower pants, this year should not be your natal year, right?"

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, Guan Feihong was stunned for a moment, and then immediately lowered his head.

Only then did he realize that his clothes and pants had been torn by the spear and turned into powder.

Now there was no other clothing on his body except for the big red flower pants, and his two furry thighs were exposed.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

At this moment, a night breeze blew in through the window.

The wind blows the crotch of the pants and the eggs are cool!

Guan Feihong couldn't help but blush, extremely embarrassed, and longed for a big hole to be cracked on the ground immediately, so that he could get in.

"That...... Boss, I'm ...... I'm going to change my clothes first!"

As he spoke, Guan Feihong ran towards the outside of the practice room.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Ye Fan showed a smile that couldn't help but smile.

......

Ten minutes later, Guan Feihong returned to the practice room again, had already changed into a gorgeous dress, looked at Ye Fan's eyes, and still had a little palpitations.

It is estimated that the scene just now has caused some psychological shadows to him.

But on the other hand, Guan Feihong was really convinced of Ye Fan.

In his opinion, Ye Fan is not only the descendant of the Hidden World Sect, but also the most amazing and brilliant Tianjiao, given time, he will definitely be overwhelmed for a lifetime and stand at the top of China.

At the beginning, he was forced by Ye Fan to swear to Daoxin and became a junior brother, Guan Feihong was a little aggrieved.

But after experiencing this shootout, he didn't dare to have any doubts, but wanted to have a good relationship with Ye Fan.

Even if the Guan family has great power in the secular world, if he can get acquainted with the strong people of the hidden world, it will be beneficial to him and harmless.

Suddenly, Guan Feihong seemed to think of something, approached Ye Fan, and said:

"By the way, boss, your miraculous skills are world-renowned, and the Qingyun Test held in Diancang Mountain in a month will definitely be able to dominate and overwhelm the others!"

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