Just when Mu Xiaojiu was deep in his memories, the two people downstairs were already inseparable.

Helian Chunshui was originally a Khitan, but the son of Helian Lewu, who made good use of spears, and was called "the little overlord of the spear" by the people of the rivers and lakes, of course, many people called him "Helian Little Demon".

The name "Sharpshooter Overlord" is easy to understand, because his weapon is a white tassel rod triangular tile gun. And the nickname "Helian Little Demon" is because of his appearance and temperament.

Helian Chunshui looks like a crown of jade, has an extraordinary bearing, and has a solid family background, and he often wears some precious brocades, looking like a good son of a turbid world. Coincidentally, he gave birth to a pair of eyes like a fox, amorous like water, cunning and smart. This appearance alone makes people look at it, and there is a sigh of "its appearance is close to a demon" in their hearts.

What's more, Helian Chunshui not only looks "demon", but also has a temperament. This man is a brilliant man, deep and cunning, and often acts in a way that is not in a hurry. And he has always been arrogant and conceited, and likes to be emotional. Whether it is at first sight or for a long time, anyone who befriends this person will almost compare him to a fox fairy in the mountains and forests.

In the rivers and lakes, all those who use guns, or those who can dance a big gun to the realm of supernatural beauty, most of them have a dark personality with a gun, they are heroic, brave, not lacking in atmosphere, and they are not meticulous. Helian Chunshui is a little ignorant of common sense, and his kung fu with a gun in his hand is not weaker than others, but his personality is very different from a gun. can only make people sigh that this person's talent is really the best choice.

The young man who was the enemy of him at this moment, although his sword intent had been achieved, it could be said that it was extremely rare at his age. However, when Helian Chunshui is now in full swing and his strength is fully exerted, he has already begun to only have the power to parry, and there is no way to fight back.

Of course, at his age, it is already very good to be able to play like this with Helian Chunshui.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but Mu Xiaojiu can see some clues from this young man's every move when he drew his sword. The young man in front of him, practicing martial arts and swords, should not be long. Being able to use the sword in his hand to such an extent, his talent in kendo should only be a step worse than his second disciple Li Xiaobai.

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The gun is like a dragon.

Even when Helian Chunshui was fighting, he still had a faint smile on his face. I saw him holding the gun in one hand, his ape arm was lightly relaxed, and the white tassel rod triangular tile-faced gun walked with him, and it was firmly pointed at the young swordsman's Adam's apple, which was not yet fully raised.

The young swordsman's face was solemn, the long sword in his hand was shocked, and when he turned slightly in front of him, and when the sword body was slightly sideways, it seemed to be attached to the body of the spear in Helian Chunshui's hand naturally, and pressed the tip of the spear to the side, and at the same time followed the sword, leaning on the barrel of Helian Chunshui's gun and pressing forward directly.

Helian Chunshui was not in a hurry, he just shook his right arm, and a wave of internal strength was transmitted into the body of the gun, and the white tassel rod triangular tile gun suddenly looked to the side like a white dragon wandering in the sky, and then the gun slapped heavily on the sword body of the young swordsman who could not retreat.

As soon as the huge force mixed with Helian Chunshui's internal force hit, the young swordsman's face changed directly, and he stretched out his left hand and slapped it on his sword, wanting to block Helian Chunshui's blow. Unfortunately, it was too late at this time, Rao was he successfully slapped the palm of his left hand on the sword, and the force still knocked him back three steps in a row, almost knocking over a table.

Helian Chunshui was unforgiving, the pace on his feet changed, and he rushed forward to attack again.

This shot, Helian Chunshui's timing was extremely accurate, and its gun momentum was just like the horizontal branches of an old tree, and the angle was quite tricky, and it happened to be stuck in the dead corner where the young swordsman didn't have time to raise his sword to block at this time.

The young swordsman also saw this, so he simply gave up reluctantly blocking it, but chose to turn sideways slightly, avoiding his own death hole being penetrated by Helian Chunshui's shot. At the same time, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was raised, and half a loop was drawn from the bottom up, hooking to Helian Chunshui's waist.

"What a determined boy." The desperate letter looked at the scene downstairs and couldn't help but praise it out loud.

Of course, there are not only love letters that have such feelings, in fact, several people in the surrounding rivers and lakes who are concerned about this battle are all brightened when they see the sword of the young man.

Even these spectators can see that Helian Chunshui is under the young sword, so he is naturally clear about the plans of the young swordsman in front of him. It is precisely because of this that Helian Chunshui couldn't help but feel a little emotional: the young man in front of him, after he found that he had no time to resist his shot, simply gave up his defense, planning to exchange injuries for injuries. If he insisted on continuing to stab him like he was now, then the result would be a big hole in the boy's chest, and he would also be disemboweled.

It's a pity that the young man in front of him is still a little tender.

Helian Chunshui's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the true qi in his body was lucky, and the gun in his hand changed suddenly.

In a trance, a splashed ink landscape painting unfolded in front of the young swordsman's eyes.

It's a pity that the mountains are not green mountains, and the water is not beautiful.

The white tassel rod triangular tile noodle gun in Helian Chun's sailor suddenly shook and sprouted branches again, opening up another way at the end of the mountains and rivers. Obviously, I didn't see how Helian Chunshui moved, but that shot had already exploded into a cloud of phantoms in an instant, forcing the young swordsman to be unstable under his feet.

At the same time, like a flash of lightning on the edge of the sky on an autumn rainy night, the spear in Helian Chun's hand was quickly put into his hand, and then stabbed straight into the young swordsman's eyebrows.

At this time, the young swordsman was old with moves, his body was unstable, and even the little parry power was gone, and he was about to be killed directly under Helian Chunshui's gun, and was pierced through the head by Helian Chunshui's shot.

"Ding!"

The fingertips of the young swordsman were handed by him to Helian Chunshui's sudden white tassel rod triangular tile noodle gun.

What sounded was the sound of gold and iron.

The fingertips of the young swordsman, a bit of sword light quickly shattered and dissipated under the spear.

Then, a bright red seeped out.

But at the same time, Helian Chunshui also retreated, temporarily withdrew this type of deadly gun, and gave the young swordsman one more round.

Because of the garment on his belly, a cut was made.

That's a good thing that the young swordsman's sword did.

Therefore, he could only take this shot first, because if he didn't, his abdomen would probably follow in the footsteps of his coat.

The young swordsman, at this time, was pale, and the corners of his lips were bloody.