Chapter 47: Cut the head to the sky, the blood will not fall!
The picture flows like water, and suddenly becomes vivid.
An Qisheng was immersed in it. Although he had been in it more than a hundred times, he was still deeply touched.
In his feeling, all the scenery seemed to be real, and it seemed as if he had really traveled through time and space.
Huh ~
In a moment, he was once again immersed in Wang Honglin's body.
His state at this time was very strange, as if it was there or not, as if it was empty or illusory, but it was real, and he could feel every subtle change in the powerful body of this great master who was far more powerful than him.
He looked at the slowly opened gate and truly saw the appearance of the first person three hundred years ago.
He was wearing a gray-black dress, not a mysterious suit or a suit, but a four-patch bag clothing that was compatible with the advantages of both, with a vertical lapel bag cover.
Extremely similar to the Zhongshan suit in my previous life.
He has a slender figure, not tall, but his muscle lines are very well-proportioned, and his facial features are cut like a knife. It is not amazing, but he is full of heroism.
There are long eyebrows on both sides into the clouds, and the gentle eyebrows and eyes are filled with sharpness.
"The Liuhe Big Gun is my learning to learn from Li Shuwen"
Wang Honglin's eyes darkened and his palm gently stroked the gun:
"It's a pity that there is no chance for Master Li to give advice."
"Li Shuwen"
Gu Changfeng thought slightly, shook his head and said:
"I have never heard of this master's title, but it is amazing to be able to teach a master like the old man! Unfortunately, I can't see you at first."
"I have a spear in my hand and my killing power will increase tenfold, and it will not be inferior to my teacher Li Shuwen."
Wang Honglin pierced a spear on the ground, and every word was like metal rubbing, and the air was suddenly filled with smoke:
"Even if you see God, you may not be able to kill me!"
"What a evil spirit."
Gu Changfeng turned his ears slightly, as if he heard the sound of golden swords and iron horses, and couldn't help but exclaim:
"When you hear the sound, you can see your appearance! The old man's big gun is the best in the world."
"So what's the best in the world? Just a dog who is lost and whimpering, it's both sad and ridiculous."
Wang Honglin looked at the spear and seemed to have thousands of thoughts emerging.
Gu Changfeng lowered his hands beside him, listening quietly.
"At this point of boxing, you are already Zhang Sanfeng, an ordinary person in Bodhidharma, and a great master from ancient times to the present, you are not losing."
Wang Honglin's eyes tilted and fell on Gu Changfeng:
"You want me to wait for you to be in charge of the Martial Arts General Museum, but you have to die. Unfortunately, you have the ultimate skill."
"My fist, my way, my heart, and my people have long been inseparable from everything on this earth. It's just life and death, I don't care about it."
Gu Changfeng sighed softly and said.
"You are alive, and you are more useful than you die. Why not leave a useful body and give it to the future?"
Wang Honglin lowered his eyes.
"Today, I am aware of danger and avoid it, I will cherish myself tomorrow, and I will leave it to the future. If everyone in the world thinks so, then when will I stand up again?"
Gu Changfeng raised his hand and unbuttoned one by one:
"Mr. Gu has been weak and sick since childhood. He was barely accustomed to cure the disease. He actually grew up eating a hundred families of food. That city is not only my compatriots, but also my parents."
"Forget it."
Wang Honglin slowly closed his eyes, loosened his palms holding the spear and finally tightened:
"I will never retreat after being shot by me, so I will go with you!"
Gu Changfeng bowed long:
"Thank you, Mr.
here we go!
An Qisheng, who was staring at this scene, felt tight and his spirit became tense.
call!
The moon was setting, under the old tree, Wang Honglin took a deep breath, and his half-closed eyes suddenly widened:
"good!"
boom!
Exhale like thunder, and the thunder in the yard is shaking.
You can't speak as fast as the gun!
The moment Wang Honglin exhaled and opened his breath, his feet suddenly exploded, and the big tendons all over his body made a "collapse" sound.
In an instant, the small courtyard shook.
The leaves of the old tree are flying like snow, and a long spear bounces up like a dragon, sprinkling thousands of lights.
The cold light was overwhelming and it was overwhelming!
Just a long spear, it actually shot a huge sound like a volley of thousands of archers!
After the spear, Wang Hong followed the spear, as if a mountain was moving, and the strong wind whistled and the air waves were storming!
What kind of physical strength is this?!
What kind of outbreak?!
At this moment, An Qisheng felt as if he was falling into the sea, filled with the sound of blood flowing like endless waves!
“So strong!”
An Qisheng's heart was shocked. If he hadn't been prepared for it, he would have forgotten his feelings at this moment.
During his senses, Wang Honglin's shot was erect, and his whole body was as strong as the sea. He shook his feet, crossed his waist, shoulders, and abdomen, and into the tips of his elbows and fingers.
Holding a gun with one hand actually explodes all over the body.
Just this shot, not to mention the physical body or the iron man made of steel, I am afraid it will be pierced through at once!
Buzz ~
In the overwhelming shadow of the gun, Gu Changfeng's clothes were tensed up, and the sound of the large tendons in his body swelling was as loud as the sound of a temple hitting a bronze bell in the morning.
The sky was filled with gun shadows pierced, and the flying leaves of the old tree were all shattered into powder in just one moment.
Huh ~
Gu Changfeng's hands stood up together, his five fingers seemed to be closed and opened, and he slowly stroked in front of him.
This stroke was not sharp or powerful, like a bird that flew into the forest or a fish swimming in the water. It naturally seemed to grasp the veins of this world.
As his palms slide, the air in the courtyard seems to have really turned into the water surface, and ripples gradually arise and then become more sticky.
When the gun shadows came overwhelmed, the air around seemed to have turned into mercury!
Visible to the naked eye, countless gun shadows gradually stagnated, like a tied dragon, still swaying its teeth and claws, but the force was no longer there!
"Tai Chi Power?"
Wang Honglin's breath was boiling, and he didn't care about this move.
Tai Chi power is not Tai Chi, but the soft fist power that can be produced after practicing to the pinnacle.
Bang!
The spear was still stabbed out, and the gun shadow in the sky was just a feint, and the killing move was just a stab!
I heard the sound of "hissing" in the air. Under the violent friction between the gun rod and the air, the leaves flying everywhere actually burned with a bang.
boom!
Wang Honglin's arm shook his big gun. In the flames, the spear was like a dragon. A little cold light tore through the airflow, carrying the sound of "Woooooo" death.
He straightened Gu Changfeng's eyebrows and left!
The gun is the king, the one among the most difficult ones!
The cold light pointed straight at the center of his eyebrows, and the pores between Gu Changfeng's eyebrows were trembling slightly, but there was no other expression on his face.
Neither retreat nor advance.
The two hands that passed by the void suddenly closed, like a bird holding a bird into her arms, like catching a fish and a turtle in her hands, and her ten fingers bounced continuously, changing dozens of handprints.
A sudden combination!
The powerful force is here!
Bang!
The strong wind in the courtyard suddenly broke out, the blue brick floor suddenly cracked inch, and the earth-building courtyard wall suddenly collapsed and shattered.
The old tree surrounded by the two broke with a "click" and slammed heavily on the roof.
Boom
And An Qisheng, who witnessed this scene, felt a shock in his heart.
In an instant, two pictures exploded in his heart at the same time.
First, on the battlefield with fierce flags, famous generals rode on horses and carried guns, running among the troops. No one could stand by a single shot.
Another picture is filled with endless smoke, thousands of miles of terrible soil and thousands of miles of corpses, and countless corpses crawled between them. One person turned his head to the sky, and his blood was not over!
Swish!
Chapter completed!