Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

Look at the momentum, when this stick falls, not to mention the flesh and blood, even your copper skin and iron bones can be smashed to pieces.

Many young disciples were shocked by this ghost and god Piyi's stick technique!

This stick requires a lot of skill behind it to be able to hit it!

Kong Zhi, Bodhidharma's Eight Dharma Gods, has practiced the Zen staff technique for decades, and he has the title of the number one staff technique in Shaolin. He doesn't need to wave the Zen staff in ordinary battles, he only needs to use the Wei Tuo palm or a big throw. The stele is enough.

Ever since he mastered his stick skills, there are very few people who can take him three sticks. If one stick goes down, the sword and sword will be broken. How can people have a way out?

Those who can catch him with more than three sticks, in his opinion, the entire martial arts world is no more than the number of hands. . .

"Young master takes the gun..."

Xiao Zhao was afraid that Jingzhou would suffer from lack of weapons, so he asked a strong man to throw a long spear at him.

This spear has a short length, and the tip of the spear is shining with a cold light. After Jing Zhou became the leader of the Ming Cult, he had someone make it out of meteorite iron mixed with fine gold. It is much more powerful than the fine iron spear before. Breaking jade is even easier.

In the past two years, countless Tartars died under this gun.

It's just that the gun was too heavy for Xiao Zhao to hold, so he was thrown.

Taking the long spear, Jing Zhou moved it out in an instant, and swept the gun onto Kongzhi's Zen staff. There was a loud "bang", and the strength flew wildly. The air flow instantly blew up the robes on Kongzhi's body. In between, sparks continued.

The huge force forced Kong Zhi to last less than two breaths, his face flushed, he backed up more than two steps, and stepped on the sand with two footprints nearly half a foot deep.

"The leader is mighty!"

"The leader is mighty!"

"The leader is mighty!"

Everyone in the Ming Cult watched this scene with agitated expressions, that was an eminent Shaolin monk!

A well-known figure in the martial arts world!

Except for Yang Xiao and the others, although the rest of the people knew that their sect leader had high martial arts skills and was able to fight back and forth among hundreds of yuan troops, they didn't know how powerful they were.

Seeing that the leader repelled the old monk with just one shot, everyone is extremely happy and honored.

Juejue had fought against Jing Zhou before, and he knew the power of this gun. Just watching him knock Kong Zhi away with one shot, he knew that the young man in front of him had improved a lot, so he used all his strength when he came up, and didn't dare Reserving the slightest, she only picked Jingzhou's flaws, and she didn't want to be able to hit it, but only wanted to force him to distract himself from resisting her long sword.

The Seven Injuries Boxing used by the Five Elders of Kongtong, the Liangyi Swordsmanship used by He Taichong and his wife, and the Wudang Cotton Palm used by Song Yuanqiao.

All of a sudden, the swords and swords of the crowd were shot at Jing Zhou one after another.

Although it is said that the long spear is restricted by the terrain and it is not easy to stretch it, but the spear in Jing Zhou's hand at this time was danced into a light curtain by him. No matter how Kong Zhi and the others used it, they couldn't hurt him even half of it.

Jing Zhou played calmly, but He Taichong and the others looked bitter.

Jing Zhou shot at him with a long gun, and before the gun reached their eyes, they felt a pressure rushing towards their faces, and they couldn't even breathe smoothly, so they could only use their internal strength in a hurry to support each other.

They hadn't fought against Jing Zhou before, and only saw Huashan and the others lose in an instant. They didn't know how proficient this man's martial arts had become. At this moment, they felt the pain in their arms and the pain in their chest and lungs, so they knew There are people with such profound skills in the world. Could it be that this young man is the reincarnation of an overlord?

The Kongtong Five Elders were the most miserable, they couldn't even hit Jing Zhou's shadow with the Qishang Quan they had practiced for decades, not only that, but they also had to concentrate on guarding against the elusive spear tail.

I don't know why, but the tip of the gun has never aimed at them, but even so, when they are rubbed by the end of the gun, they feel like they have been hit by a sledgehammer, and the hot feeling from the end of the gun is even more scorching. Their meridians are burning.

"In the chaotic world, the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties are discussed leisurely. With the guns and horses, the blood is full, and the earth-shattering cold fronts!"

The more Jing Zhou hit his heart, the happier he was, and his expression was agitated.

After finishing the sentence, the strength on the gun increased a bit.

When many disciples of the righteous way heard this poem, they suddenly became overwhelmed with pride, thinking that heroes are nothing more than that.

Even though they and Mingjiao belonged to two battalions, they were also conquered by the heroic spirit of the man with the gun at this time.

That's how a man should be!

If it weren't for the consideration of the elders of the master, some young disciples would clap their hands and shout "Okay!"

How graceful it is for one person to fight against several martial art masters!

The members of the Ming Cult had no scruples, seeing Jing Zhou suppressing the heads of several sects and shouting loudly.

Xiao Zhao waved his hands excitedly, happier than he won the fight.

Kong Zhi and Song Yuanqiao, who were being taken care of mainly, complained even more in their hearts. They were the first to feel the power of Jing Zhou's gun. If it weren't for the restraint of several other people, they would have already become ghosts under the gun.

A spear came, like a cold star, like a thunderbolt, the gun air even scratched their faces, even if they didn't take it hard, relying on body skills to walk away, both Kong Zhi and Song Yuanqiao were oppressed by the ubiquitous gun air and couldn't breathe freely .

Seeing the relaxed expression on the young man's face, I'm afraid he hasn't used his full strength yet.

"Once you are strong and aiming at the sky, leaping horses and shooting guns shake Kyushu. If you dare to go to the imperial palace to sit on a dragon chariot, Shi Dao will remember the Spring and Autumn Period."

After saying a word, Jing Zhou laughed loudly, and said again: "Look at my shot!"

This domineering shot instantly enveloped He Taichong, his wife and the four elders of Kongtong, and the majestic true energy circulating on the gun seemed to oppress them. They seemed to be unable to stand still. The terrifying aura was like an ancient beast. His hairs stood on his head, and he said in horror: "My life is over."

This shot was extremely swift and violent, and it was swept away like wind and clouds. Even though they wanted to retreat, they found that their bodies could not be controlled at all, as if they were nailed in place, and they were smashed by the gun in the blink of an eye. Several screams sounded from the body, and several people were swept out like flying arrows.

"Pinch me, let me see if I'm dreaming?"

"Why did the master get kicked out? Just now, the master masters suppressed that demon cult monster!"

"This shot is so powerful? I'm afraid that Zhang Sanfeng is no more than that!"

But in a blink of an eye, those righteous people saw that the circle of constant attacks around Jingzhou had been broken, and the heads of the Kunlun faction and the Kongtong faction were beaten to the point of vomiting blood. Can't react.

He Taichong and the others lay on the ground, took a big breath of fresh air, feeling like they were alive after a catastrophe.

The shot just now made several people smell the smell of death. If Jing Zhou hadn't withdrawn most of his strength in the end, they would have gone to see the king of hell by now.

It's ridiculous that they still think that the Mingjiao can be overthrown by the joint efforts of several sects, and now they are going together, and they have not survived a few rounds under the leadership of the leader.

The five elders of Kongtong felt that they were like jumping clowns. Before, a few people were thinking of picking a persimmon and wanting this young man to be a stepping stone. At this moment, it seems that they are the stepping stones.

After He Taichong and the others were defeated, Jing Zhou kicked Song Yuanqiao away, returned his gun and smashed Kong Zhi into the air, and in a blink of an eye, only Extinction remained on the field.

With a "bang", the sword in Juejue's hand was thrown flying, and the gleaming spearhead pierced her eyebrows.

"The leader is mighty! Turn Ming into a country!"

"The leader is mighty! Turn Ming into a country!"

"The leader is mighty! Turn Ming into a country!"

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