Five hundred and eightieth chapter running gun and heart
Tang Tian and his party were very fast, and even Jing Hao, who was not very fast, was led by He. Now among them, He with the Demonic Feather is the fastest.
Next is Tang Tian, or to be precise, the waiter. The waiter alone, carrying Tang Tian, Wang Huaixian and Yaya, can be called a representative figure among the coolies. The most surprising thing is Ling Xu, not only him
The speed, but the way he moves forward.
Although Xiaobai is a sword-horned antelope, its combat pedigree has not been activated. If it wants to reach the level of its predecessors, it needs a lot of fighting to feed it.
Ling Xu has no obsession with the sword antelope, just like he has no obsession with the Silver Frost Cavalry. He follows certain traditions, which are his respect and longing for his teacher, but in essence, he has no obsession with the Silver Frost Cavalry.
Tradition disdains a meal.
Time changes the world, dissipation of dissipation, annihilation of annihilation, the so-called glory belongs to others, what does it have to do with him?
Only the yearning of his heart is the direction pointed by the tip of his spear.
He originally planned to ask Sai Lei to build him another mount, but Sai Lei was obsessed with research and had no time to pay attention to him. Ling Xu himself was not too concerned about this matter, so he forgot about it.
Ling Xu quickly found a solution that stunned everyone.
Whoa, the silver spear stabbed out like lightning, and he followed the gun. The silver light flashed in the air, and his figure appeared twenty feet away. Then another spear thrust out, and whoosh, another silver light came out.
The gun doesn't stop, the silver light is continuous, as fast as lightning.
This unique way of progress was named "Running Gun" by Ling Xu.
Others think this is too energy-consuming, but Ling Xu, a paranoid man, has a special liking for running and gunning. He can practice while moving forward. Where can such a good thing come from?
He calculated that one shot is 20 feet long, 10 shots are equal to 200 feet long, and 100 shots are equal to 2,000 feet long...
Tired?
Why should you practice if you are afraid of being tired? You can also exercise your endurance, Ling Xu thought.
Ling Xu's "Running Gun" made Tang Tian drool. The psychotic boy was ashamed. He didn't even have such a cool way to move forward. How could he hold his head up in front of little Xuxu from now on? No, no, no, must do it.
Come out, the power of the god-like boy must be in all aspects!
The mentally ill boy was brooding and racking his brains all the way.
In fact, even Jing Hao is a little jealous. Jing Hao can fly, but he is not very fast. His sword skills at this stage have nothing to do with speed. But he does not spend time on body skills. His understanding of the laws lies in these.
The most profound among people, he knows that his realm is still shallow now. When his sword intention law reaches a higher level, the problem of speed will be easily solved.
Instead of wasting time on other things, it's better to focus on the sword.
Among them, He is the most relaxed. He originally followed a light and agile path, but after having Tian Moyu, he became even more powerful. Even the waiter couldn't keep up with him.
"There are enemies ahead." Tang Tian shouted at the top of his lungs. He was gearing up and had an excited look on his face. He couldn't wait for a long time.
Yaya on Tang Tian's shoulder was howling and beating his chest with his little fists, making a banging sound. The waiter on the side rolled his eyes. The rhythm of Yaya beating his chest and banging sounded so familiar. You thought it was a show.
Drum, idiot!
Equally excited was Ling Xu, a militant who cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf: "One shot to kill! I'll come first!"
With a brush, silver light burst out, like a bolt of lightning, and he suddenly rushed to the front of the team.
Several small black dots were approaching quickly, and what greeted them was Ling Xu's ferocious beast-like smile.
Both sides showed no intention of slowing down and faced each other head on.
The white robe and silver hair are flying in the air, with a wild and crazy face. The slightly narrowed orange eyes are restrained, and the silver gun in his hand does not move at all, as stable as molten iron pouring into those silver palms. It is blazing.
And coldness, extroversion and restraint, intertwined to form a very tense picture.
Feeling the surging power in his body, he arched his body like a wild beast before attacking. These days of training have greatly improved his physical strength. His soul realm is the strongest among several people, stronger than Jing Hao, because he
There is silver transformation. In the tragic battle in Beidou, his potential was constantly stimulated, silver transformation occurred frequently, and his soul realm was already too powerful.
His path has long been different.
The zero-energy body made his body lose its function of storing energy. The energy was forced to be stored in the soul realm, but it opened up a new path. From now on, the energy stored in the soul realm is only half of the energy stored in the Dantian in their bodies.
1. It seems that they are getting weaker, but Ling Xu knows that they have a wider space.
Because the space of Dantian cannot be expanded, but the soul realm can be continuously strengthened.
The brand new path meant that he could no longer strictly follow the inheritance, but he didn't care at all. His strength did not all come from the inheritance. It was his sweat, and every bit of his understanding was soaked in sweat.
Sweat doesn't lie.
bring it on!
The team in front of them quickly changed positions while advancing at high speed. The ten people quickly shrank and turned into a shuttle shape. Whoosh, the light around each person merged into one and turned into a large light shuttle.
The team leader at the front suddenly shouted: "Kill!"
The squad leader had long noticed Ling Xu's words, and the murderous intention of the other party made him feel dark in his heart. He made this move without any reservation.
Countless swallow-shaped sword lights suddenly poured out from the light shuttle, dense as rain, and rushed towards Ling Xu.
The bright light of Guang Yan's sword illuminated Ling Xu's flamboyant and crazy face, and the narrowed orange pupils, the light surged, and the flames were like breaking through the thin rock formations of the crater, flowing freely and occupying the entire field of vision.
At this time, Ling Xu was like a blazing flame, a sharp flame!
"die!"
Crazy roars, fingers twirling the silver spear, surging energy and surging power burst out from his silver spear at the same time.
A storm of silver light crashed into the flock of swallows.
Broken lights are flying like snow.
The team leader in the light shuttle could hardly believe his eyes. How could it be possible?
Almost in an instant, most of the sword light disappeared. The number of shots fired by the opponent alone was more than the sum of all of them combined. How could it be possible...
In just the blink of an eye, the distance between the two parties was once again five to six feet closer, and behind the silver rainstorm, the wanton and crazy face was looming.
The squad leader was very experienced in combat. Although he was shocked, he immediately changed his tactics and retreated with the swift dagger in his hand. Under the influence of Qi, the other nine team members behind him retreated in unison with the swift dagger in their hands.
"Yan Sha!"
The squad leader mustered up all his strength, his eyes widened with anger, and the Swift dagger suddenly thrust out.
Ten swords stab each other!
The light shuttle dimmed, and with a clear cry, a half-foot-sized swift flew out of the light shuttle, like a bolt of lightning, directly towards Ling Xu.
The flames in Ling Xuju's eyes became more intense, and his expression became even crazier. If he encountered this kind of attack for the first time, he would still be in a hurry, but how could he not make any progress after torturing Shi Sen for so many days?
And you... are still far behind Shi Sen...
The silver light that filled the sky was reduced to simplicity, and condensed into a ball of cold light. This cold light no longer trailed the light like silver rain, but became as round as a ball, with light flowing like stars.
Spears cast stars.
The original intention is to destroy ghosts and gods.
Original Heart Thorn, Ling Xu’s early killing move, after evolution and exploration, he created today’s [Star Original Heart Thorn]!
puff!
Swift was pierced instantly, and the lingering Star Heart Piercer was submerged into the light shuttle.
The stars exploded, and countless spear lights shot out in all directions like raindrops. The team members in the light shuttle had no time to react before they were stabbed into sieves.
The energy in their bodies went out of control on the spot.
boom!
The entire light shuttle exploded at once, along with the Swift Sword Light that had just flown out.
A huge ball of fire enveloped the air, and the entire team was destroyed, with no one left alive.
This is also the difference between the Sanctuary and the Pilgrim. Although the energy storage Dantian of the Pilgrim does not have the energy amount of the Sanctuary, it is more stable after purification through the meridians and rarely causes explosions. The Sanctuary is an energy package.
On the contrary, it is easy to create such an explosive scene.
During the entire battle, Tang Tian and the others did not stop at all and continued to advance at a high speed.
Xiao Xuxu's performance made Tang Tian's blood boil. He raised his arms high, stretched his throat, and shouted to the sky: "Xiao! Xu! Xu!"
Ling Xu, who was so brave just now, trembled and almost fell down.
This psychosis...
He noticed the team in the distance and frowned slightly: "Let's rush over."
With the strength of a few of them, it is difficult to shake a corps of 500 people. Their current mission is Baoguang City. As for the corps, it is more appropriate to leave it to an old man like Shi Sen. Fortunately, the opponent's position is in their
There is some distance to the right, not directly in front of them.
Sun Jie didn't expect that a small team would be killed in a single encounter. The opponent's strength exceeded his expectations, master!
He was a little surprised. These five hundred people were all elites in the army. They had been selected at all levels and tempered by actual combat. In a place like Shangzhou, there should never be any opponents. What's more, it was still a face-to-face meeting, and all ten of them were
Destroy?
Such a strong man is by no means an unknown person.
Not only him, but other people under his command also looked shocked. In the army, such a strong guy is the best choice to serve as a vanguard.
Sun Jie regretted that he did not bring anyone from the Pioneer Battalion this time. His face darkened and he spoke quickly: "Second Squadron, stop them."
"yes!"
A squadron of fifty men immediately broke away from the team and rushed towards them.
Jing Hao glanced at the rushing squadron and shouted softly: "He, let's go."
"good!"
Before he finished speaking, Tianmoyu trembled slightly, He took Jing Hao with him, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, they appeared on the flank of the squadron, and the two figures suddenly separated.
The Second Squadron never expected that the enemy not only refused to retreat, but actively attacked them.
In mid-air, a crane dances lightly with a sword in his hand, with mysterious and unpredictable steps under his feet. His loose black clothes are elegant and agile, just like a black crane dancing. His expression is pious, his eyes are as clear as water, and the crane sword in his hand is as natural as his sword moves.
It was like opening a corner of time, and the faint stream that came quietly from the wild ancient times sank into his body from the sword body.
Realizing this breath, the crane's body stretched, like a black crane raising its head and neighing.
Invisible fluctuations, with him as the center, spread silently like ripples.
The squadron leader of the second squadron was shocked. What kind of martial arts was this? He had never encountered such a situation before. The energy flow of the entire squadron was lagging!
As for Jing Hao in the sky, his eyes were unwavering, and the big sword in his hand was trembling and humming. He was already hungry and thirsty.
