There are not too few people who use guns in the rivers and lakes, but there are not too many, most of the people who carry guns are for modeling, and the waist is still a knife or sword, except for the sword fist, the most weapon is about the stick of the Shaolin school. The dark purple spear head swirled around the body with the dark purple body of the spear, and at a distance of thirty zhang, it pointed to a dark purple figure in the rain curtain.

"I don't like to kill people, Beiluo Mountain is just a place for quiet cultivation, if it's just passing by, I'll make way."

This is an ordinary face, there is no place worth noting, and there is no place for people to look incongruous, tall and strong, but there is no typical resolute and tenacious yang energy on the face, the eyes under the single eyelid are plain, and there is no quarrel with the world, but the state of seeking to be alone.

This is a rare strange person, as mysterious as the data. Yiyun finds it hard to believe that a person who has never experienced wind and rain can be so immersed in a person's world for a long time. Even if you are like Keming, you have studied the Tao from the moment you entered the rivers and lakes, and you have cultivated a person who can endure loneliness and tranquility, you will inevitably go in and out of the rivers and lakes in order to spread the way of chivalry.

Beiluo Zixiao slowly came out of the sheath, and the sword body roared with a burst of sounds.

"Good gun."

"The North Falling Zixiao Spear is rumored to be made of candle dragon baby teeth." The dark purple spear did not move, and the expression on the man's face did not change because Yiyun's sword was unsheathed. "Do you have to do it?"

"If you dissolve the Immortal Mountain Spirit Land." The sword was unsheathed, and it stood motionless in the rain curtain according to the rhyme. There is no need for such a person to fight, but his position determines that he cannot completely stay out of the affairs of the rivers and lakes. Promising Xiaojian to take over Beiluo Mountain is the intersection of his affairs with the rivers and lakes. Originally, such a person was trying to stay away from the right and wrong of the rivers and lakes as much as possible, but he was a contradictory person who valued love and hatred, so he couldn't refuse Xiaojian.

"I'm sorry, I can't do it, I can only kill you." The rain washed away the deep purple spears. Washing the man's face, but he didn't blink. Because he can't blink, the blink of an eye can be fatal. He can't blink, neither can Yiyun, Yiyun's kung fu in the blink of an eye can kill people, and so can others.

The rain suddenly became violent.

on the square. The swirling rain curtain poured towards the man!

The northbound Zixiao spear moved with its master, straight as a meteor. Straight towards Yiyun flying stab. The swirling rain curtain chased after him. The rain curtain in front of him fluttered and flew to both sides as the gun arrived.

He ignored the rain curtain of pursuit, did he not know that every bit of those raindrops was a secret weapon with amazing lethality? Or, don't care at all?

The dark purple Tai Chi aperture flashed away, and with Yi Yun's figure, he quickly rushed into the straight gun body, and the northbound purple sky slashed through the man's throat like lightning - multiple sword forces were launched at the same time.

The man's actual attribute value is very high, and his shooting speed is also very fast, but it is not as fast as Yi Yun, who walks at an extreme speed under the dual effects of Tai Chi special effects and Zixiao Demon God Sword Intent. The speed of a shot is far inferior to Yiyun. took the initiative to attack the person who lost the opportunity to respond, and it was basically impossible to dodge Yi Yun's sword.

This sword. It did cut the man's throat.

Two people, in an instant. Wrong passes.

The straight spear swirled in the man's hand, breaking away from the man's palm, and the meteor flew behind the man, crashing into the back of Yi Yun, who was staggering past him. A sword is successful, right in the throat of the enemy, and many masters will no longer have any defense, this strange trick will definitely be eaten.

But Yi Yun did not stop when he staggered, but continued to run forward at full speed, so the spear chased after him, and when he flew out of a distance of three zhang, Yi Yun staggered sideways, and while avoiding the spear in the rotation of his body, the person rushed past the man's side again like a ghost, and Beiluo Zixiao stabbed the man's heart with all his might!

The spear that shot quickly flew back and landed in the man's palm, and the momentum formed during the swing surrounded his body, turning into a fierce spear qi that flew around his body, which could be attacked and defended. Swords and spears collide in the rain. At the moment of the exchange, Yi Yun let go, and under the force of the sword, the hilt of the sword suddenly swung, and he was leaned over to avoid the spear that swept to, grabbed the hilt, and slashed another sword on the man. …,

The two people staggered by, seven feet away, and the swept rain curtain was swarming at this time, and it shot at the man continuously...... After a fierce rainstorm, the two turned around together and stared at each other fixedly.

"Eighteen drops."

"The first fast sword in the rivers and lakes, worthy of its name."

This is a gun that kills, and it is also a marksmanship that kills. Yi Yun has already seen that this man's marksmanship is a practical school, if he gives up the role of Tai Chi special effects and Zixiao Demon God Sword Intent, this man's shooting speed will not be much slower than him. His marksmanship kills tricky scheduling, and he doesn't have to be weak with his sword.

This kind of marksmanship, which is generally refined and refined, is actually an unpopular Buddhist martial arts that contains human cultivation, and his clothes are eighteen falls. In Yi Yun's memory, before the opening of the Three Realms, there were people from the Shaolin Sect who practiced this set of martial arts, but at that time there was no such incredible amazing power, but I was able to use my small movements to cooperate with the special energy to fall and throw the enemies who touched my body down and flew away.

Like this man, who has cultivated his clothes to such an incredible realm, let alone unheard of it, no one can imagine it at all. Even if the qi created by multiple sword forces hit the man, he couldn't slash to the side at all, the sword strength was like this, and even the indestructible blade of the Beiluo Zixiao Sword was the same.

Loaches are slippery? Loaches are nothing, because this man's clothes are more slippery than loaches!

No matter how powerful the lethality is, no matter how sharp the sword is, if there is no way to focus at all, how can it hurt people?

"I must retract what I just said, I probably can't kill you." The man said such a sentence in a calm tone, and how appropriately did this sentence explain the situation that the two of them were facing at this moment?

That man's killing methods, actual combat experience has no disadvantage in front of Yi Yun, but there is no advantage either. His spear was fast, but much slower than Yi Yun's sword. Two people who are also proficient in practical flow warfare must be fast and slow to suppress. Therefore, the man's gun in the short exchange had no way to hurt Yi Yun.

However, Yi Yun hit him with three swords, cutting his throat, stabbing his heart, and dragging a horizontal slash. The three ways of hurting people were all declared invalid, and there was no way to break through the miraculous effect of the eighteen falls of the clothes. The rain manipulated by the selfless artistic conception immediately slipped away when it touched the man, and it didn't even have the effect of disturbing.

"Your clothes can be called a must." Yi Yun couldn't think of a way to solve it, and the helplessness in the face of such a miracle was as headache as the flying fairy who encountered the style.

"I don't have much interest in becoming famous, I just don't want to let my hard martial arts work go to waste." The man spoke very calmly, but he had already said a lot. The most wasteful effort on the rivers and lakes is rebirth, and the stronger the master, the more so. Even as a member of the Heavenly Alliance, the master that Xiaojian attaches great importance to is no exception.

In order to pursue self-improvement, the master keeps self-cultivation day and night, exercises, and strengthens himself, and he doesn't care about how many years he can improve his first-level martial arts, nor does he care about the long boring training to improve a little bit of actual attribute value. A rebirth, even using a martial arts recovery scroll will waste a few years, a few years? Seems insignificant? But the master gave up all the pursuit of self-improvement, in order to race against time and not waste a little time. A rebirth wastes a few years of time, so why spend all your time on martial arts cultivation at all costs? Give yourself an hour of freedom every day, how many days can you easily make up for a few years?

What about ten rebirths? It's decades.

How many masters of the rivers and lakes are difficult to regain their strength after being reborn, precisely because they can't withstand the blow of this kind of wasted effort, and they know the importance of time.

"What's your name?"

"Inexplicably, in the rivers and lakes, you are the third person worthy of my name." …,

It's raining, it's been falling.

The surging crowd rushed towards the disciples of the Western Dusk Mountain Divine Sect like a hungry tiger.

In the crowd, those who joined the faction last tried their best to maintain calm, but they were still inevitably a little short of breath and slightly trembling in their hands and feet from the impact of this big scene of this first experience. They were in the middle, protected by the other senior brothers and sisters who had joined the sect early, and when they sensed their nervousness, someone gently held their hands. A calm voice sounded softly in their ears. "Don't be nervous, just think of it as the result of practicing the state of mind of cultivating the Dao. Let go of the heart of fearless rebirth, unswervingly seek the way, no need to fear, no need to care about scolding, ridicule, and hurt. Our selfless path does not need to be proved by the approval of others, because our Tao is inherently fruitless, and the Tao that desires to pursue beauty from the bottom of our hearts will never have results but only the path of process. ”

Those who were originally nervous became calm in these soft voices and the warmth transmitted in their hands.

Sword light, flashing.

Often several swords are swung and stabbed at one person at the same time. However, during the siege, none of the disciples of the Western Dusk Divine Sect who were holding the outer circle were afraid. The swinging unopened blade sword, with a pale almost watery sword aura, greeted those slashed weapons.

The three attacking swords were almost simultaneously placed on the body of a benevolent sword, and the other four, when they were about to stab the person holding the sword, suddenly found that the sword qi on the sword was sucked away, and then, the sword body that lost its internal strength was driven by a strong suction, and in an instant, it was tightly adsorbed on the benevolent sword!

"Go hard!" This is true of one man, and the same is true of those who attack in a circle. Seven or eight swords, without exception, were all sucked on the sword of the benevolent man who did not open the edge, and under the astonishment of the new masters of the various god sects of the attacking alliance, some people shouted a reminder. The others went all out to urge the internal force, and pressed forward with all their might, everyone had the same idea, with an enemy, weapons exchanged, the shock was not dead, and it was enough to break the opponent's arm! (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )