Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

The cripples and disabled old men all looked at the old man with a broken arm. After all, there were specialties in the art, and this old boy knew the art of shooting best.

The old man with a broken arm shook his head repeatedly: "This boy in the mortal world has only been practicing the art of spear for a long time. It is astonishing to be able to master the first five moves of Jie Tian like this."

"How can you have the energy to create your own amazing soul skills?"

Looking at Luo Fanchen who was high-spirited and ready to make a move, the old man with a broken arm reminded: "No matter what soul skills this kid creates later, we can only encourage him, not laugh at him, because he is already much stronger than me back then. many!"

“It’s great to have this desire to move forward and create!”

The disabled old men nodded. They believed in the old man's vision on the gun path.

"Roar--"

A dragon roar sounded, causing all the old and disabled people to gasp in surprise.

"This kid used his self-created spear spirit skill and released his dragon spirit to do something."

But when the majestic dragon appeared in front of everyone, everyone was shocked, their attention was attracted, and they stared intently:

"His martial spirit has evolved again??"

"Has this evolved into a dragon?"

The old beggar was the most surprised. He looked at the dragon in disbelief. Not to mention the aura of transcendent personality hidden inside, the aura revealed at this moment alone was enough to rival the world's best beast martial spirit, the ancient blue dragon martial spirit.

Luo Fanchen raised the Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear and pointed at the sky, his hair flying.

Everyone was puzzled, and the old man with a broken arm muttered: "What is this kid doing if he doesn't make any moves?"

"hold head high!"

The dragon roar sounded,

The dragon soared into the sky and swooped down in the void, heading straight for the Nine Heavens God-killing Spear. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, it plunged into the gun with great momentum.

"collapse--"

The moment the dragon spirit sank into the God-killing Spear, a bright divine light erupted, evil energy flowed like blood-colored silk on the barrel of the gun, and countless green dragon energy surged endlessly.

Inside the gun barrel, the cyan dragon shadow is circling and moving, triggering the fierce patterns of beasts on the gun barrel.

The old blind man's face was shocked: "Two souls merge into one?"

The old man with a broken arm stared: "What he created is the fusion skill of his own martial soul???"

"It's so awesome! You can still play like this???" The lame man was dumbfounded.

above the sky,

Holding the Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear with two souls united into one, Luo Fanchen entered a state of extreme concentration and selflessness, and could only vent his desire for the gun.

At this moment, the power of the divine favor and the understanding of the gunmanship left behind by Yang Xiruo in the God-killing Spear resonated with Luo Fanchen. In an instant, a little girl with a high ponytail seemed to appear in front of Luo Fanchen, regardless of the cold or heat, day and night. A scene of gun practice.

The little girl gradually grew up in the phantom, and her appearance and temperament became more and more astonishing. The only thing that remained unchanged was that she was still practicing like crazy on the same field day and night, practicing a purple lightning spear.

Luo Fanchen was like a sponge, absorbing and absorbing this understanding of the art of shooting, turning it into nourishment, filling himself up, and making up for his background. His mind was shaken, and he let out a groan of unhappiness:

"The wind shakes the leaves and the sky is filled with frost."

"Winter's silence and spring's Linjiang Spirogyra."

"The spirit of the gun reaches the sky and reaches the chest."

"One shot -"

"Eight"

"thousand"

"inside!"

in an instant,

The setting sun dimmed, and was replaced by a domineering spear light that struck the ground of Canlao Village like a powerful dragon.

"This……"

"Although it's a bit of a trick using the martial soul, but... this kid really created it!"

"How come his understanding of gun art suddenly doubled???"

The old man with the broken arm was so surprised that he was in a daze, his face was red, and he finally let out a thunderous roar:

"color!!!"

The girl was present, and the old blind man cursed through the voice: "How big is Cai, your mother!"

"It's us who are being bombarded!!!"

The cripple's three ounces of hair were blown up by the strong wind of the gun. "Is this kid planning to kill us old men so that he can inherit our inheritance?"

"Poor man, who cares about your three melons and two dates? What he cares about is our precious granddaughter!"

The old man with a broken arm glanced sideways at him and laughed at the shooting skills.

Luo Fanchen, who had just finished his ultimate move in Tianqiong, came back to his senses from his hazy state of understanding.

Screaming is not good.

A scene that shocked him appeared,

That spear attack, which was enough to wipe out and crush the top ten geniuses in the World Championship, quickly shrank to the center and was directly absorbed by the whole body of the old man with the broken arm.

All the gunfire couldn't hurt the old man with a broken arm at all.

They all disappeared from his body surface, and the old man with the broken arm showed no domineering aura.

"This……"

Luo Fanchen was shocked for a moment and almost lost his confidence.

"I……"

"Is it so good?"

The old man with a broken arm was in high spirits after receiving the shot, and was not injured at all. However, when he heard Luo Fanchen's words of "inferiority", his throat was so sweet that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

I couldn't help but roar high into the sky:

"Hey!"

"Don't be too outrageous, kid!!!"

“I’m almost scared to death, and you’re still asking for food???”

Luo Fanchen closed the God-killing Spear,

Flying back to the ground, I saw for the first time the unfathomable details of the old man.

It was scarier than he had imagined.

amount……

Have I spoken too loudly to old men before?

Thank you for not killing me!

The old man with a broken arm was actually even more shocked. If he hadn't seen that Luo Fanchen was so perverted, he would have been afraid that this cheap teacher would be unable to suppress him, so he had no choice but to show off his skills.

"Why does your gun smell like a woman?"

Luo Fanchen was surprised: "Can you see this?"

The old man with a broken arm grinned: "You are really flexible and flexible. This "you" is true. Grandma got into bed and made me laugh."

Luo Fanchen told the truth about Yang Xiruo lending him the power of the gods.

A group of disabled old people could not wait to move their stools and come together to eat melon. They laughed teasingly. The old man with a broken arm said with a smile on his face:

"Good boy."

"I just asked you to defeat the Shenxiao Sect, and I didn't ask you to kidnap the young sect leader."

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, we are innocent."

"clean?"

The old man with a broken arm sneered: "I can feel that gun skills. It is rare in the world for a twenty-year-old girl to practice such gun skills. She must be extremely passionate about guns and regard them as life. Since she is willing to entrust her gun skills to him, Do you still need me to explain clearly what you represent?"

"It's a pity that this little girl doesn't have the guidance of a master like me, otherwise the World Series wouldn't be crushed by a dabbler like you who hasn't practiced for long."

"I'll tell you some key points later. If you meet that girl again, you can pass it on to her. Anyway, I guess she won't be an outsider in the future. If you two can give birth to a wizard with a gun, then..."

The old man with a broken arm suddenly started to tremble fervently: "It's my turn to be happy!!!!"

The lame man sneered: "The old guy doesn't have a long life, but he thinks a lot."

"If you're jealous, just say so!"

"Are you kidding me? I'm jealous?" The lame man was still stubborn and unruly.

"that……"

"Can I interrupt."

The old beggar coughed and looked at Luo Fanchen strangely:

"I'm not worried about your Canglong combat skills. You must be extremely proficient."

"I just need to teach you new styles,"

"But why did I detect a strange aura in you?"

The old man with a broken arm was surprised: "What's the strange smell? Why didn't I feel it?"

The old beggar hesitated, and finally couldn't hold it in anymore and said: "It feels like the smell of my martial soul ancestor..."

The old man with a broken arm had a wonderful expression: "Are you kidding me?"

The old blind man couldn't hold back anymore and said: "Okay, okay, you and the old boy are just trying to steal the heirs, right? You have started to recognize your ancestors, aren't you ashamed?"

Luo Fanchen hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Senior Aotian, if you say that, it seems that you are really your ancestor."

"Shhhhh!"

All the crippled old men looked at him in shock and confusion.