An Bochen has not realized the truth during the battle for a long time.

In the past, the battles where the more advanced challenges or the more they fought, fetal breathing was often the key to Amber Chen's turn from defeat to victory, but he also knew that if he was too dependent, it would be more harmful than good for his future path. Therefore, after embarking on the road of escape for a hundred days, or when he passed the seventh level, Amber Chen would never use this technique easily until he had no choice.

Now it is a last resort. There is only one way to break through Wang Yue’s sword battle formation - to understand the gun battle formation that belongs to An Bochen himself.

This is the second level of top martial arts, which crosses skills to control the air and reaches skills to control all things.

At the first level, Amber Chen controls the air with only the power of the gun to form a spiral column. Looking at Da Kuang now, it is rare to see. At the second level, Amber Chen needs to use a silver spear as a pen and all things as paint to outline his own battle formation. Although it is not invincible in the battle formation, he can maximize the connection between gun skills and all things in the world. However, taking Wang Yue as an example, he can break through the second level of top martial arts, but because of his sword cultivation day after day, he has been immersed in sword art for decades, and has already understood all the mystery of one sword art. He is not skilled and returns to nature, and can only achieve it overnight. However, Amber Chen has only been practicing guns for more than three years. Even though he has made great efforts in the gun art, he is not as good as Wang Yue's realm of his sword art.

In this way, I can only ask the heavens, earth, ghosts and gods, and the peak of guns.

Looking up, An Bochen looked at the gap between the alternating days and nights. The gaps were windy and clouds, yin and yang flowed, and the bright stars appeared and disappeared, endless mystery flying, from the south of the world to the north of the sea, outlining one simple but true truth after another in the world.

The lower abdomen was slightly undulating, and Amber's dust remained motionless, and his body was like a clay sculpture, but his consciousness had already flown to the sky and wandered around the sky.

Endless mystery surged overwhelmed, submerging An Bochen. He was patrolling the mystery, and An Bochen looked for it without any haste. But looking at the mystery of the Zhoutian mystery, An Bochen did not realize the mystery of the gun battle formation, and when he was young, An Bochen reacted.

The mystery of heaven and earth is mostly about the origin of the world, like the true meaning of the thunder way, while the gun Taoism was created by later generations. The Taoist war formation is limited to the existence of the Dakuang Taoist cultivation system. There are no more than five masters now, and the gun Taoist war formation that An Bochen asked for is unprecedented. In this way, how can we win the gun Taoist war formation in the mystery of heaven and earth...

Just when An Bochen was a little discouraged, he unexpectedly discovered that four mysterious mysteries were hovering around him, and they had not left for a long time, with a faint sense of affection.

When his heart passed by the four mysteries, An Bochen felt happy.

Which four channels: fire, water, wind, and thunder. Water, fire, wind and thunder are the original power of the heavens in Anbochen's body, and also belong to the most original powers in the world.

In front of me, the sword fighting formation that Wang Yue used was used as a pen. He used his sword skills as a pen, plundered the aura of the arizona and turned into thousands of sword energy to achieve his sword fighting formation. Since this is the case, why don’t I use gun skills as a pen, water, fire, wind and thunder as paint, exhaling four forces to absorb the four original forces around me, fetching water from rivers, lakes and seas, fetching fire from dense forests, thunder from the top of mountains, and wind from the wilderness, outlining my gun fighting formation......

Wang Yue's brow suddenly frowned. At the moment when day and night were alternating, he vaguely felt an indescribable change in the world wrapped in the sword battle formation.

The sky is thousands of miles wide and the earth becomes strange, the wilderness is silent, the wilderness is silent, and the deserted road is quiet, and it is a bit unusually quiet.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from the end of the wilderness, one was hot and one was cold, one was the daylight and one was the night wind. In the middle, it was combined into one, roaring overwhelming the dead grass for ten miles to rush towards the young man sitting cross-legged.

Wang Yue's brows became deeper and deeper. He vaguely noticed that something incredible was about to happen. Before he could figure it out, the boy opposite opened his eyes.

The long black hair was blown by the wind and waves, and the boy slowly raised his head, looked up at the night sky, and breathed a long breath.

"Swoosh" the sound of the wind echoed between the sky and the earth, and the grass leaves rose up and danced in the sky.

Wang Yueji looked at him, and a deep sense of horror flashed through his calm and indifferent eyes.

An Bochen stood up, opened his palm, and the spear standing in front of him shook and flew backwards into his palm. The eyes of the cold pond suddenly appeared, swaying in a silence, as if dancing in the wind.

He took a breath again, and the wind in the wilderness became stronger. Amberchen stood straight and looked quietly at the spear in his hand, as if waiting for something.

Just as the answer in Wang Yue's heart was about to come out, An Bochen suddenly moved.

A afterimage was raised and the boy lifted his gun into the air. He turned his wrist and lifted it. The air was actually plucked into two pieces by him, and the whistling wind drowned Wuxie and Anbochen.

His arm fell, and another afterimage passed by. An Bochen's wrist shook, Wuxie pivoted out, pointing to the wind on the wilderness.

Every time the silver spear is used, it can cut off two rays of yin and yang winds. The wind rotates, and suddenly it thrusts, and it turns into two spear energy in the air, as if it has shrunk Wuxie, and is equally cold and agile. Two, four, and six... As An Bochen shoots out his gun again and again, the strong wind in the wilderness was picked up by Wuxie in his hand, outlining the gun energy in front, flying and rotating around An Bochen, arranged like a formation.

Raising his head, An Bochen looked at Wang Yue, who was surprised on the other side, and his silver spear hit the ground, making a harsh roar.

The guns roared like war drums, and like sounding gold. Nearly a thousand spears were shocked at the same time, and they flew to Anbochen, lined up in a row, pointing to Wang Yue in the distance.

In front of the Gu Town in Xianan, the night wind roared unscrupulously, and the dry grass flew.

The gun array is like a forest, the sword array is like rain, and it is silently confronted.

Wang Yue did not speak or speak, his mood was shocked to the extreme, and he could not say a word.

The boy less than seventeen had just broken through the Heavenly Plate last night and entered the top martial arts realm. His skills were used to control the air, which surprised him who was watching the battle from afar. During the day, Wang Yue had the advantage and firmly controlled the situation. An Bochen had almost no power to fight back in the sword fighting formation. Wang Yue thought that the battle ended here, even if the young man was unwilling to leave, he could only waste his time in vain. Wang Yue never expected that in just half a day, An Bochen once again broke through the second level of top martial arts realm and condensed into his gun battle formation in one fell swoop.

If Wang Yue had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was such a person in the world.

No wonder when dealing with a rebel general, His Majesty has to dispatch troops, Qi Xiong guards the pass, and Five Tigers govern the town... If there were more rebels like An Bochen, the world would be in chaos.

Looking at the boy with a stern gun but full of fatigue, Wang Yue slowly stood up, his sleeves flew into his palms, and the heavy sword had already fallen into his palms.

No need to say anything more, as night begins, the second battle between the two will begin.

An Bochen wanted to go east, but Wang Yue would not let a bird or a beast pass the lonely town behind him. The gun array was inevitable against the sword array.

The strong wind whistled, blowing their long black hair backwards, shaking and dancing.

The strong wind fell, and the two of them walked at the same time.

An Bochen suddenly tilted his toes, leaned forward, and his body dived out like a sharp arrow with a string. He raised his arms and ran towards Wang Yue with thousands of guns.

Wang Yue exhaled his breath and the giant sword condensed suddenly shattered, splitting into countless small swords in the air, swirling rapidly, arranged in a row, and intercepting towards An Bochen like a wave in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, the gun array collided with the sword array. With a "boom", a wave of heat surged into the sky and earth. The soil at the junction of the guns and swords flew out, and was hit by the two formations to burst out a huge pit with a radius of about 30 feet and a depth of more than fifty feet.

The gun energy is against the sword energy, and the battle is fought in the huge pit, as if the soldiers with self-consciousness are killed fiercely.

In the overwhelming murderous aura, the young man's silver spear flashed through the huge pit, with continuous stacks of gun shadows shining in his eyes. The next moment he had already killed Wang Yue, and the silver spear danced like the wind, as invisible as the night wind, and could not understand the trajectory.

The gun fell and the sword rose.

The guns and swords fought each other, and with a "buzzing", the two of them did not move at all.

Behind them, the gun array fights the sword array, and in front of them, the gun power competes with sword power.

Wang Yue's arms had more than 10,000 kilograms of strength, and his sword skills were elusive. And An Bochen's arms had also reached nearly 9,000 kilograms of strength, and his gun was unique. He first broke the sword formation with the momentum of thunder, and then suddenly shot out the gun. When Wang Yue had not yet used his sword skills, he suddenly used a cold gun, so fast that he seemed like a meteor outside the sky, forcing Wang Yue to fight his arm strength.

An Bochen's arm strength was weaker than Wang Yue, but it was only more than a thousand kilograms. More than a thousand kilograms were usually enough to determine the outcome of a battle, but at this moment, in addition to nine thousand kilograms of arm strength, An Bochen also had another source of strength.

The east is peaceful and peaceful under the night sky, and the sound of a carriage seems to be coming with the night wind, floating faintly into Anbochen's ears.

It's almost there, there are only two towns left after fighting this town.

An Bochen muttered silently, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes. He roared suddenly, and took away the hidden energy in his body regardless of everything. His face suddenly pale, and a trace of fatigue was added to his eyebrows.

But with his roar, a new force seemed to pour in the spear in his hand, spinning and suddenly pressing down.

Wang Yue frowned slightly and couldn't help but take a step back half a step.

Under the night sky five miles away, a majestic man stood on the mound and looked at the quiet and silent battle in front of the town from afar.

A flash of light flashed in his single eye, and it became condensed in an instant.
Chapter completed!