This shot simplifies the complexity and condenses all the complex moves contained in the prairie fire marksmanship that the Luo family is proud of into this shot!
This shot integrates offense and defense, but the subsequent changes are endless!
Everyone was moved by this shot!
Especially the Luo family members, these warriors who were very familiar with the Liaoyuan Marksmanship, were even more shocked that Luo Gusha's shot had far surpassed the Liaoyuan Marksmanship itself.
This is the prairie fire spear technique that only belongs to him, Luo Gusha.
Luo Gusha actually improved the Liaoyuan spear technique again!
The person who carries forward the martial arts of a generation and makes it known to everyone in the world is called a master.
The one who improved and updated the martial arts of a generation to make it more powerful and passed it on to future generations is the ancestor!
"God has blessed my Luo family with prosperity. I never thought that when I was about to die, I would actually see a powerful patriarch-level person emerge from the descendants of the Luo family."
The head of the Luo family has white hair and beard, but he can't hide the smile and joy on his face: "This Luo Gusha has a promising future..."
What’s the future to look forward to?
Upon hearing these four words, everyone around the core of the Luo family changed their expressions.
Because no one knows better than them how significant these four words are when they come out of the family head's mouth.
This is the expectation for the younger generation of the family, and it is also the expectation of the entire Luo family and the next head of the family!
The three Luo Wuxiu brothers even looked at each other, not trying to hide the smiles in each other's eyes.
The atmosphere in the other ten major family camps was also quite heavy at this time.
The power displayed by Luo Gusha has far exceeded their expectations.
They thought that the final leader of this competition would be Nangong Wuxiu, who was in the limelight for a while, but they never expected that such a genius-level young master would appear in the Luo family, and his strength was not as strong as Nangong Wuxiu.
Next, maybe even better!
Facing Luo Gusha's sure-kill shot, Lu Fan didn't panic and punched out, making a rumbling sound like thunder through the air. The wind of the fist roared, instantly smashing the incoming gun wind, and then,
He deployed his ghost shadow in an instant, using his palm instead of a sword. His expression was solemn, and his whole body exuded an aura as cold as an iceberg. The air currents around him rolled wildly, and suddenly he slashed towards Luo Gusha!
"Noisy!"
When Luo Gusha saw that Lu Fan had calmly dodged one of his shots, his face suddenly sank. The arm holding the gun shook suddenly, and the black war gun drew a cold light and stabbed at Lu Fan as fast as lightning.
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Facing the torrent of pear blossom-like rapid stabs, Lu Fan felt that all the vital points in his body were sealed. Once he was stabbed by this spear, he would be stabbed into a hornet's nest in an instant, and his whole body would explode with flesh and blood and die!
"Break it for me!"
Lu Fan let out a low roar, and his aura surged. He did not dodge or evade, swung his fists, and fiercely faced the wind of gunfire flying from the sky, and hit him!
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The burst of air suddenly blasted away the dull airflow condensed on the arena.
Lu Fan's punches were like lightning, but every punch contained terrifying power. One punch after another... they all avoided the point of the gun and hit the head of the gun hard, smashing them apart.
He resisted Luo Gusha's fierce offensive and defeated his seemingly invulnerable attack!
"hiss!"
Luo Gusha took a breath of cold air. He was not shocked that Lu Fan's fist speed could be faster than his own gun speed, but he was surprised by the power of his fists. Every punch hitting the gun head was like a mountain of taiwan pressing down on top.
The gun trembled from the shock, and blood was flowing from the tiger's mouth in his palm.
However, instead of showing any panic on his face, a sneer appeared on his face: "Do you still remember what I said yesterday?"
Lu Fan stood there, unmoved.
"Within three moves, I will kill you!"
"Die!"
Luo Gusha, who was sneering, suddenly became ferocious. He bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and sprayed a mouthful of black blood on the gun body. The gun body was stained with the owner's blood, and it seemed that he could sense the owner's emotions from the depths of his soul at this moment.
Angry, he trembled violently, and the black spear nimbly resembled a black swimming dragon. With the endless bloody aura of killing, he suddenly let go of his hand, and with murderous intent billowing, he pounced directly on Lu Fan.
The moment the gun was released, Lu Fan's eyes suddenly condensed. He could feel an extremely terrifying mental pressure, which instantly suppressed him firmly in place at a faster speed than the gun. He went crazy.
