Seeing Xia Yu's extremely powerful shot, Hu Yanqiang felt his heart jump out of his chest.
Perfect shot!
That's what he's after!
He didn't know how to describe that shot, but as a master of marksmanship, he could feel the power of that shot.
An indescribable feeling rushed into my heart.
After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward. He wanted to learn this kind of marksmanship from Xia Yu.
Even if you ask for it, you still have to learn it.
No matter what the cost, he would learn it.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, Xia Yu's figure moved.
Just as the black moon healed and Xia Yu's figure became brighter, he took out his gun again.
The second superposition of Wuliang Jue, two shots instantly, breaking the sky!
God-killing blow!
Xia Yu once again fired from the very beginning.
He needs to be familiar with this feeling and have this feeling engraved in his bones.
He knows that there are no shortcuts to practice, only hard work and hard work.
In fact, there are no shortcuts at any time in a person's life.
All roads that look like shortcuts are all accumulated in the past. They are accumulated after your self-accumulation reaches a certain level.
This is true even if you are born with the whole world.
If you don't work hard, if you don't persist, the final outcome will be nothing.
Xia Yu was very happy, but he didn't dare to be proud.
He knew that the opponents he would face in the future would definitely not be at the eighth level of the Saint Realm.
Most likely, they are all at the ninth level of the saint realm, or even the tenth level of the saint realm.
Perhaps, half-emperor is not a bad idea.
In front of him are enemies.
His strength is still not strong enough.
The only thing he can do is to keep his feet on the ground, lay a solid foundation, and practice and practice.
One shot, two shots, three shots...
Xia Yu no longer remembers how many shots he fired!
Hu Yanqiang on the side stood quietly, watching Xia Yu take out his gun.
He was even learning to see if he could understand Xia Yu's marksmanship.
He knew that Xia Yu's marksmanship looked very similar to his family's Bawang marksmanship.
But, actually it's not.
In the void, Tang Wanqiang also looked moved.
If he hadn't already arranged the formation, the power of Xia Yu's marksmanship would have shocked the entire Wanbao Pavilion.
Even the entire Heavenly Palace in the Upper Realm will be alarmed.
In the void, quietly watching Xia Yu practice his spear, Tang Wanqiang had to say that not only was Xia Yu's talent unparalleled, but his efforts were also impressive.
Sure enough, success is never easy to achieve.
Suicidal body training, tireless cultivation, this unparalleled talent, and his mysterious inheritance, all of this created Xia Yu.
Both are indispensable.
What he didn't know was that Xia Yu's goal was not just that.
Being able to use the God-Slaying Strike calmly is just the beginning for Xia Yu.
He knows very well that the enemies in the future will be stronger than the last, and the current attack power is simply not enough.
Five hundred times of infinite superposition, five hundred times of shooting!
Three Heaven-Splitting Techniques: Break the Sky!
God-killing blow!
The three-hundred-foot black moon suddenly appeared.
Tang Wanqiang narrowed his eyes, this time the power was stronger than the last time.
He is slowly getting stronger!
How is this possible?
Can this marksmanship continue to grow?
Tang Wanqiang was extremely shocked.
Hu Yanqiang was even more shocked than Tang Wanqiang at this scene!
Xia Yu, on the other hand, once again started shooting from the second superposition.
Over and over again!
Tireless!
This time, it will be three days.
In three days, the scope of Black Moon reached 350 feet.
The power of Tu Shen's blow has increased by 20 %.
Finally, Xia Yu stopped.
In the current situation, this is the limit of the slaughter.
In order to slaughter the power of the gods, he needs to activate more small worlds and more superimposed.
This matter can't be in a hurry.
However, it is a pity that Xia Yu can kill the Eight Heavens of the Holy Realm in one shot, but in the face of the nine days of the saints, at most, it hurts.
If you want to kill the saints, the world is not possible. It is completely impossible.
Xia Yu frowned slightly, and the combat effectiveness was still insufficient.
However, he didn't think about how long he didn't think.
Because he has already thought about it.
The shot of the shot of the god in the hand was shocked, stacked in the second time, and the gun was twice.
However, this time, it is not breaking the sky, but cracking.
A gunfire, flashing dazzling light, has become the only light in the black moon.
Light from top to bottom, scratch the Black Moon.
This shot, but the second overlap, does not have much effect.
After Xia Yu finished the shot, he stopped again.
The feeling of this gun is very different from the broken sky.
This time, the frequency of vibration needs to be controlled, and it is far beyond the use of the sky.
The broken sky is a point, and the cracking sky is one.
Power is naturally indispensable, and the difficulty has increased significantly.
Xia Yu thought for a while and continued to shoot.
One shot, two shots, three shots ...
Xia Yu didn't know how many pistols, and Hu Yanqiang didn't know how many guns he watched.
Even Tang Wanqiang watched Xia Yu.
Xia Ya, Xia Lei, and others who did not cultivate were also watching Xia Yu.
Shoot again!
A rush of gunfire, cutting through the void.
One way, to tear everything in front of your eyes.
Five days later ...
A gunfire suddenly lit up.
The next moment, the whole void was torn out directly.
And where the dazzling gun list passed, even the omnipotent chaos was avoided.
There is nothing in the gunfire.
Xia Yu took a sigh of relief, and his breath was heavy.
Finally, successful.
Five hundred times superimposed, instantly made a gun in five hundred times, with a cracking sky, formed this shot.
Tu Shen two hit!
Take out a large number of spirit veins and send it into the burning sky stove. Xia Yu quietly stood up with a fragrant exercise method, and once again urged the buttiest gun.
Seven days later ...
Several dazzling gunfires instantly attacked.
The next moment, the space within four hundred feet, the instantly became a huge black moon.
Immediately, the dazzling gunfire torn out the void and teared the chaos.
The gunfire came, and there was a vacuum, absolute vacuum.
But the three -year -old square, but there is nothing in there.
All of them are squeezed or not annihilated.
Five hundred times superimposed, fifth of five hundred times, and the broken sky at home, and finally made another trick.
Tu Shen three hit!
Xia Yu proudly stood in the void, not speechless, not sad or not.
After a long time, he fired again.
But this time the gun is very weird.
He made a straight shot, but there was no gunfire.
There is no vision, it is just a simple flat thorns.
However, it was such an attack, but Xia Yu frowned.
"Bang!"
The next moment, a sullen sound.
Xia Yu's hand exploded directly.
This scene makes everyone very puzzled.
And Xia Yu, looking at his bloody right hand, frowned tightly.
Failure!
This time, he wanted to add Xuan Tian Gong's Xuan Tianyi to the marksmanship.
But, it failed!
The greatest power of Xuantian Gong and Xuantian Finger is compression!
There is no problem with Xia Yu compressing his energy.
However, his body couldn't bear it.
Five hundred superpositions in an instant, followed by compression, only resulted in one consequence.