Chapter 197: Deterrence by force, black armor returns home
In an instant, they defeated the strong man who was at the middle level of the True Martial Realm. The remaining twenty or so black-armored guards choked with sobs in their throats as if they had eaten shit. The loud flag-waving cheers and laughter and taunts that had just happened disappeared in an instant.
silent……
The leader, a muscular man, was a figure respected by the thirty black armored guards. Not only was he a man of strength, but he was also a man. He was righteous, kind, and had a good relationship with everyone. He was vaguely the little leader of these people.
Seeing their brother defeated in one move, the men were shocked and even more furious. One of the sharp-mouthed boys looked at him with his mouth open for a while, then he immediately took off his black tungsten armor and fell heavily to the ground.
He howled and said: "Brothers, if you have some ideas, let's do it shoulder to shoulder..."
Jianghu's slang was spoken skillfully, and the remaining men, no longer caring about anything else, took off their armor and armor one by one, barebacked and shirtless, revealing their inhuman tendons and flesh in fine clothing, and roared and surrounded them from all directions.
Feng Jueyu was immediately surrounded by a flood of water...
Feng Jueyu, who was standing still on the spot, was tall and tall, with a fierce and unruly fighting spirit on his face. He looked at the black guards running towards him one by one like an armored ox cart. He stretched out his big hand and shouted fiercely.
He shouted: "Gun."
The Thirteen Guards of Yanling were watching the battle. When he heard the shouts, Boss Yan couldn't help but lift up his body like a swallow and float to the side of the weapon rack. With a sudden stroke of luck, a green light appeared all over his body, and he lifted a weapon weighing a hundred kilograms.
The black iron spear was raised and thrown with enough force towards Feng Jueyu in the crowd.
"Master..."
Just as he finished speaking, the Thirteen Guards only heard a bang, and the black spear weighing more than a hundred kilograms fell steadily into Feng Jueyu's hand. What made everyone gasp was that he caught the spear.
Feng Jueyu didn't move at all, as if Boss Yan's overwhelming force and the weight of the black gun were worse than a grass root in Feng Jueyu, with his amazing fighting spirit and arrogance.
The blood of everyone watching couldn't help but boil, and they couldn't help shouting "Hello".
With the black gun in his hand, Feng Jueyu curved his lips into a playful smile. With a flip of his wrist, the thick black gun was danced into a huge wind wheel by him as light as cicada wings. He turned around and faced the back.
He held the black gun flat in front of his chest, holding it tightly with one hand. When he pushed it forward, he used his wrist to activate the force of life and death. With a loud bang, the gun trembled violently several times, sparking a stick shadow of light and roaring.
When he came out, he directly knocked away the sharp-mouthed man and the horse-faced man who rushed towards him first...
Then, the black spear danced, and Feng Jueyu transformed into the living god of war. Holding the spear in his hand, he ascended to the sky like a dragon, and unleashed the Nine Dragons Spear Technique like an angry dragon exploring the sea...
There are a total of seven moves in this Nine-Dragon Spear technique, which are divided into two types: Immediate moves and dismounted spear moves. It took Feng Jueyu two days to figure out the Nine-Dragon Spear, but now he is already familiar with it.
"The dragon soars thousands of miles..."
Feng Jueyu gave a low shout, held the gun in one hand and stepped forward with a bow, and shot out angrily, turning into a wisp of instantaneous electricity and stabbing the gun. Several muffled roars were heard. At least four men were killed.
The gun shadows that shook from the handle of the gun were all swept away, drawing a beautiful parabola and falling to the ground in a panic.
"Two dragons spitting beads..."
"The clouds and dragons are in the sky..."
"The real dragon is born..."
The battle started, Feng Jueyu's spear skills were like a dragon's, and his speed more than doubled. The hundred-jin black gun in his hand seemed to be nothing, and he was playing with it, threatening to tear gold and rubble.
In order to make these black-armored guards more brave in the future, Feng Jueyu has been working hard on the Nine-Dragon Formation. Not only did he familiarize himself with the Nine-Dragon Spear Techniques one by one, but he also modified and improved them according to the deficiencies of the spear techniques, and even the luck of the move.
The technique has also been improved a lot by him. The current Nine-Dragon Spear is far from comparable to the Nine-Dragon Spear recorded in the classics. It is a more powerful martial art suitable for the use of Earth Yang Vein Fa Xuan Gong.
Feng Jueyu's perfected Nine Dragon Spear Technique is extremely powerful whether on horseback or on horseback. After practicing to the level of Dacheng, the spear is like a dragon, followed by the shadow of the dragon, full of domineering. It is definitely the latest and most powerful martial art...
When Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun caught up, they happened to see Feng Jueyu showing off his power on the back hill. It was not surprising that he was crazy. When the two arrived, they saw a cloud dragon looming in the forest, and the gorgeous martial arts Nine Dragon Spear,
In Feng Jueyu's hands, it looks like a big dragon roaring in the forest...
Martial arts moves that use real energy to transform into a physical form are something that only Xuanwu realm masters can do. When these two people took a look at it, how could they not be surprised.
"Is this the Nine-Dragon Spear?" Although Ma Chengyun's cultivation level was not high, his vision was very unique. When he saw the green dragon coiled in the shadow of the gun, he gasped and almost sat on the ground in fright.
Wang Tong took a step forward, his eyes slightly condensed, and his gaze followed the changes in the marksmanship. He engraved each move in his heart, and slowly began to feel the blood surging throughout his body uncontrollably, roaring like a sea.
"What a domineering marksmanship..., is this the Nine Dragon Spear?"
While sighing, Wang Tong was very reluctant to believe that what he saw and heard was the truth. After all, the Nine Dragon Spear was too powerful and overbearing. In terms of its marksmanship alone, it was definitely the pinnacle of martial arts.
Just when the two of them were frightened, the battle was over. The thirty black-armored guards who had trained for several days to become as light as swallows were now worse than the defeated roosters, each and every one of them was crooked.
They fell to the ground, screaming and groaning in pain, but no one could stand up again.
Including the sturdy man at the head...
"boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and the black-armored guards felt the ground tremble violently, and then they reluctantly climbed down.
Looking up, Feng Jueyu thrust the black spear, which weighed a hundred kilograms and was nearly two meters long, more than three feet into the ground with an evil look on his face. The tip of the spear was still shaking faintly. The black armored guards finally understood that Feng Jueyu had
What a terrifying skill.
Not to mention making Long Yingyuan dizzy with a hundred-jin spear, just lifting it up and stabbing both hands will make your hands and feet cramp. Looking at others, holding it in your hand is no different from carrying a wooden stick. This huge spear
The difference is very clear without any comparison.
Although they were beaten severely by Feng Jueyu, none of the thirty men showed dissatisfaction on their faces. Instead, the contempt and disdain just now completely faded away, replaced by deep admiration.
Look at them, Hua has such an amazing level of cultivation in just twenty years, and the dragon appears in the clouds with a heavy spear, so majestic, what qualifications do we have to make noises with them?
The black-armored guards, headed by a muscular man, recalled their private discussions with Feng Jueyu over the past few days. They all blushed and lowered their heads, feeling extremely ashamed.
Feng Jueyu finally vented his anger, but what he did was not just for the sake of venting his anger. He knew in his heart that the black-armored guard was dissatisfied with him and had been looking for opportunities to teach him a lesson. It happened that the old man came from the imperial capital to
Improvisingly giving him another order, Feng Da Killer finally found the best excuse to vent his anger, and promptly shocked this group of high-minded guys.
Another reason is that I want to pass on the Nine Dragon Spear to the Black Armored Guards. However, before teaching the Nine Dragon Spear, I must first convince these guys. Otherwise, the teaching will be difficult and the results will not be much better.
, a waste of time for no reason.
Quietly looking at the black-armored guard who fell to the ground, Feng Jueyu continued to sarcastically say: "Huh, look at you, thirty people can't beat me, so why do you have the shame to call yourself a black-armored guard?"
Wei? What qualifications do you have to wear a million-tael piece of top-quality armor? What confidence do you have to ride on a horse that even the young master of Wuyun Mountain has never owned?"
After saying this, the black-armored guards had no shame to raise their heads and knelt down in shame and anger one by one. After Feng Jueyu taught him a lesson, he shouted in a cold voice: "You all listen up, I know that you have been criticizing me a lot these days, and you are even more dissatisfied.
But I don’t care. What I care about is to have a black-armored army that is brave enough to fight and invincible in the world, not a group of drunkards living in remote areas who only know how to brag. I will review it again. If anyone doesn’t work hard, he will waste money.
Time, don’t blame me for expelling you one by one. Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, you won’t be able to stay in Qinghou Village anymore.”
After Haosheng fired a burst of evil fire, Feng Jueyu ordered: "Starting from today, the rest time will be reduced by two hours, and the free time will be used to practice this set of Nine Dragons Spear. Within three months, who will not use this set of spears?"
After the full law training session, I packed my bags and left Qinghouzhuang. Huh..."
After finishing his words, Feng Jueyu snorted and took out the perfected Nine Dragons Spear Technique from his arms, threw it to the ground mercilessly, pointed at the strong man at the head and said: "You, pick it up."
The strong man at the head didn't have any disdain at all now, he walked over obediently and picked up the general formula.
Feng Jueyu said: "I don't want to know you or your names, because you are not qualified enough. Practice this set of marksmanship. Within three months, everyone's cultivation level will increase by two levels. I will give you a new training task."
During this period, you are their leader. Anyone who disobeys orders will be served by a hundred military sticks. Anyone who refuses to change will be kicked out."
The strong man at the head had a look of admiration for the prime minister and said loudly: "Please rest assured, sir, the black-armored guards will certainly live up to your high expectations..."
"Huh!" As the strong man finished speaking, the twenty-nine black-armored guards stood up suddenly, enduring the pain all over their bodies, quickly put on the heavy armor, and stood neatly in three rows, their eyes
He looked at Feng Jueyu with deep determination: "The black-armored guard will definitely live up to the high expectations of the young master..."
At this point, the black-armored guard was completely convinced by Feng Jueyu and had no second thoughts...
Feng Jueyu nodded with satisfaction, said nothing, turned to Ma Chengyun and said: "Get ready, go to Wuyun Villa tomorrow..."
"Going tomorrow?" Wang Tong couldn't help but was startled when he answered. He said that he just received a letter from Fei Ge today and would go to Baizhuang tomorrow. Isn't it a bit too hasty?
Feng Jueyu paused and said: "If Huangfu Fanyi and Hen Wuji were not stupid, they should have known the old man's intentions by now. Wuyun Mountain should be thinking of ways to make things difficult for us. Hmm, I want to catch them off guard...