"Amitabha, Mr. Zhang, this time you misunderstood."

Seeing Zhang Bushi, who was frowning with a bitter look on his face, Wuhua lowered the Buddha's name, smiled, and then said, "The advantage of donor Li's donor is that he is proficient in horse battles. Unfortunately, he returned in three charges without success. At present, the close combat is not much different from the infantry battle. Donor Li lacks strength, donor An's donor becomes more courageous as he fights. Compared with the two, the outcome has been decided."

Zhang Bushi did not answer, Wuhua was slightly surprised. He saw a solemn appearance on the face of the disciple of Emperor Kuang, as if it was covered by dark clouds. After a while, he spit out three words. "What's wrong."

The two young men outside the gate felt stranger the more they looked at it, while the king on the high pavilion on the east side had a gloomy face, and the hand holding the arm of the chair was creaking.

The boy beside him had no idea what his father was thinking. Seeing that An Bochen had the upper hand, he couldn't help but cheer, which came into Liujun's ears, but made his expression even colder, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Li Lin cannot be defeated."

A gentle laughter came from his ears, and Liu Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at the shelf beside him.

At the railings, a handsome man stood with a smile on his face, looking calm.

......

Two horses walked around the circle, with silver spears and bronze maces scurried. When they came and went, most of them were attacked by An Bochen. Li Lin resisted and occasionally they would attack him, but they were easily blocked by An Bochen.

It took only a few days to practice gun art. In theory, even if An Bochen has a high qualification, he cannot skillfully apply it in actual combat in such a short time. However, he has a God's Palace, and has only been practicing gun artifacts for a few days. However, because there are high mountains, flowing waters, the sky is clear and the clouds are quiet, and the help of the two gods is helping him, he will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort. The efficiency of gun practice is much higher than that in reality. In addition, the gods return and bring back countless mysteries. The great ways in the world are connected. Although An Bochen only realized less than half a completion, as the competition proceeded, he could occasionally capture a few mysterious and mysterious mysteries in actual combat. Although he could not tell it, Wuxie was in his hand, he did not need to say it himself.

The battle lasted for two hours, and the sun shifted and slid westward. The sunlight shone on the black bricks and red soil of the martial arts field, splashing halos of charming eyes, and the people were clamoring and cheering. The people were excited to look at the battle in the field.

The more An Bochen fought, he felt more and more agile. People used the gun force, and many indescribable mysteries were wrapped in the two forces of water and fire, flowing into Wuxie. Wuxie chopped, picked, swept, and stabbed, sometimes like a poisonous dragon flying in the sky, sometimes like a tiger coming out of the cage, as if he had life, becoming more and more agile. An Bochen could not tell the mystery that existed in his heart, and could only express it with Wuxie. After the initial awkwardness, he gradually became perfect. Every thorn and every thorn seemed to contain a wonderful rhythm, so comfortable that he just wanted to close his eyes and quietly experience every change in every gun.

Before he knew it, An Bochen's gun began to rise again, from the initial completion of "people borrowed guns" a few days ago to the small completion of yesterday, he is about to approach great success. "people borrowed guns" is certainly the most basic mystery of the art of guns, but if you want to break through to great success, you have to practice for at least three or four years, but in just a few days, An Bochen stepped two thresholds and then you will be able to understand them in a blink of an eye.

"I can't defeat."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and An Bochen raised his head and saw the man in front of him gasping heavily and said expressionlessly.

"I am the eldest son of the Li family, and I am born to command the Li family's children, and the dragon and tiger in Liuguo, and even the Dakuang."

"And you are just a mere slutty little servant, why should you beat me?"

Upon hearing this, An Bochen was stunned.

Li Lin was obviously at the end of his strength and did not spend his strength on his double maces. It was futile to speak to him at this time.

"So, I'm sorry."

The last sentence seemed to squeeze out from Li Lin's throat, trembling, as if he was suffering from incomparable pain.

An Bochen was puzzled and an ominous premonition arose.

If you fight quickly, you will change quickly.

An Bochen said in his heart, however, just as he wanted to shoot the long-standing shot, he heard the boy opposite him speak softly.

"Read!"

As soon as the word was released, An Bochen felt an inexplicable aura rise from Li Lin, and his whole body seemed to become a little different.

The gun power has reached, and it is urgent to wait. An Bochen stabbed out with a shot, but saw Li Lin’s maces wide open, showing no sign of blocking them.

not good!

An Bochen was shocked. All he wanted was to shoot down his two maces and fight for an unbeatable draw. But now, Li Lin seemed to have become a different person and no longer stopped him. An Bochen stabbed him with a shot and directly hit Li Lin's chest. If he hit him, he might be seriously injured if Li Lin was not dead.

If Li Lin died, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Taking a deep breath, Amberchen gritted his teeth and forced his gun to reverse the gun. The gun was straight out, turning around at the end, avoiding Li Lin's vital point in the chest and stabbing him to the left shoulder.

An Bochen unexpectedly happened. Wuxie pierced Li Lin's left shoulder without bias, but it seemed to hit the iron wall of the copper wall, pierced the armor, and could no longer penetrate half an inch.

An Bochen's expression changed slightly, and when he looked up, his heart was swaying.

A touch of purple flowers appeared in Li Lin's eyes, flowing slowly like purple blood. The next moment, Li Lin suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky. The five purple flowers rose up and soared straight into the sky. The sky cloud pressing above An Bochen's head gradually turned into a deep purple color.

At some point, the copper mace was thrown to the ground by Li Lin and riding on the horse. Li Lin pinched a strange seal with both hands, and his five fingers were buried in his palms. He had not even exposed his nails. His ten fingers were flexing, carrying an inexplicable rhythm.

My heart was thumping. The change in this moment caught An Bochen off guard. He didn't know what to do at this time, and he just felt that the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"It's a secret technique! Xiao Anzi runs quickly!"

The girl's scream came, and there was a hint of panic in her eagerness.

Secret technique?

The first time I heard this strange word, An Bochen was hesitating, when Li Lin spit out another note.

"Soldier!"

In the Baizhang Martial Arts Fair, the ten thousand feet of Liujingtian fell, and the purple flowers turned into endless torrents, which spread into Li Lin's body from the Baihui hole above his head. After a snap of his finger, Vajra opened his eyes and Thunder God opened his eyes. Li Lin's originally deep purple eyes became thicker and thicker, and there seemed to be a rushing purple water flowing inside, which made people frightened.

An Bochen forced himself to calm down, but the Wu horse under him shook his head and tail uneasily, snatched his front hooves and sneered.

"You won't run!"

Hongfu Nu's shouting became more and more anxious.

Before An Bochen could turn his horse's head, Li Lin jumped up. At this moment, his body was suspended in the air, exuding an extremely strange aura.

As the purple flowers falling from the sky sank into the top of his head, Li Lin swept away his fatigue, his face was radiant, his eyes flashed with spirit, and his whole body looked solemn and solemn, as if he was worshipped on the temple shrine.

Until this moment, An Bochen finally clearly felt the unbearable wave of air tumbling around, as if the sky was deserted, and like a mountain waterfall. An Bochen was trapped in it, as small and helpless as insects, birds and beasts.

The passion suddenly burst out in his heart, and he rushed straight to Baihui on his head. Amber tried his best to resist, and the bones in his body creaked.

This change seemed long, but it only occurred in a flash. After just a few moments, the situation in the martial arts field suddenly changed. Most people had not yet come back to their senses, and Li Lin suddenly used secret techniques and firmly gained the upper hand.

"fight!"

Li Lin's eyes opened suddenly, and there was a purple ocean inside, vast and empty, and no emotion could be seen.

As the third spell was spit out, Li Lin raised his arms, his handprints bloomed, his fingers bounced open, and the sound of thunder sounded in the sky.

After another moment, purple lightning spiraled up and down between Li Lin's ten fingers, like a purple dragon with its teeth and claws, making the people in the distance panic.

The purple thunder flashed out, divided into five pieces, and flew towards Amber Chen.

The two were already very close, and the purple thunder quickly slashed through the air, and in a flash, they rushed to An Bochen.

At the critical moment, An Bochen didn't think too much, so he growled, jumped up suddenly, hugged Wuxie and rolled to the ground.

A miserable neighing sound came. As far as the eyes reached, An Bochen's arm trembled slightly. He saw the Wu horse that had followed him for ten days was hit by purple thunder, neighing in pain, and five purple thunders streaked across the horse's body, like five sharp blades. The next moment, the Wu horse was cut into six pieces, and its bones and flesh flew high, and after falling back to the ground, it was already covered in blood.

Holding the twitch in her stomach, An Bochen gasped and looked at Li Lin in disbelief.

Just as he was distracted, five purple thunders jumped out from Li Lin's fingers.

An Bochen's heart tightened and he quickly rolled aside, barely avoiding the five purple thunders. In the afterglow, the holes with black smoke emitting from behind were clearly visible.

......

"It's indeed a secret technique."

In the teahouse, Zhang Bushi stared at the young master of the Li family who kept casting purple thunder, which made An Bochen run tired, with a strange look flashing in his eyes and murmured.

The Qin monk sitting in front of him also looked solemn. After a while, he lowered his name and said quietly: "He has the most basic five thunder technique among thunder techniques. But in today's Dakuang, in addition to the divine master, only those lay Buddhists who have not been born... Although his five thunder technique has only been practiced for one round, it is not something that the donor can defeat."

At the same time, the two looked at each other and separated in an instant.

They are all descendants of the current divine masters. Although they have not explained clearly what they have done to Liu Kingdom, they are tacitly informed.

I thought it would take a long time to find out the clue, but I didn't expect that I would see the secret technique in the martial arts field today. Since the young master of the Li family knows secret technique, there must be a master behind him. If it weren't for those hidden lay Buddhists, they would be the new master.

Even though they found a clue, the two were still frowning.

A secret technique is a secret that is not passed on, and very few people can master it. It is different from Taoist techniques and Taoist techniques, but it has both strengths. It is unpredictable and has mysterious magical powers. There is no need to recite tedious spells, nor to make complicated handprints. One mantra and one seal can be used in a moment. It can be used for both long battles and close combat. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are the power of gods and ghosts.

There are many kinds of secret techniques, which are extremely powerful, but few can master them. Not only does practicing secret techniques require a price that ordinary people cannot bear, but also the joint efforts of the Divine Master Dakuang and the royal princes.

When a person with a congenital bottomless pit has a high level of cultivation, he can instantly activate Taoism, while a practitioner of secret art is equivalent to a acquired bottomless pit. If it becomes a climate, no one will suffer any loss against a divine master.

People in the world think that the royal princes collect secret Taoist talismans to suppress practitioners who are good at Taoism. In fact, to deal with those practitioners, they only need a fast horse, a powerful general and a member.

What the Taoist talisman that suppresses the national veins really needs to deal with is a secret technique that possesses the power of gods and ghosts.

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