Iron gun Yang Tiexin

The visitor was a skinny old monk.

The old monk is not very tall, he can even be said to be relatively short, probably only about five feet.

And there is no flesh on the whole body, as if the skeleton is covered with human skin, as if the wind is a little stronger, it can be blown away.

The only thing that can make people feel a little angry is the old man's eyes, which are dark and shiny, like stars on a clear night.

The old man was dressed in a monk's robe, and he couldn't see the aura of a practitioner from all over his body. Wherever he stood, he seemed to be just an ordinary old man.

But the strange thing is that the old man just stood there like that, and in the space of two or three feet around his body, all the arrows seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, and were all fixed in the air. Immediately, it was like a dumpling, and it fell all over the ground with a crackling sound!

Could it be that this is a large-scale internal air release?

Seeing this, Yang Tiexin couldn't help being secretly surprised!

I still don't believe it, you really have such a strong qi!

You know, even with a yang finger, there is no limit to such an ingenious method of releasing true energy!If you keep shooting outwards, the more times you shoot, the more it will be empty!

Thinking of this, Yang Tiexin didn't see any change on his face, but he just took off the heavy bow on his body, twitched the bow and set an arrow, aimed at the skinny old monk, and at the same time ordered in a deep voice, "Five rounds of non-stop shooting, continue to shoot!" Fuck him!

Although Ying Zhoujun was shocked, the principal he admired the most was still there, and the sergeants naturally had a backbone. Immediately, according to Yang Tiexin's order, five thousand sergeants were divided into five teams, and they rushed towards the mountain while firing arrows. Rain strikes.

Five thousand sergeants took turns shooting, the sky rained arrows.When there was almost no pause, the skinny old man naturally did not dare to neglect, and quickly used all his means to block the arrows of the little bald men behind him.

But those little baldheads didn't drag down the consciousness of their boss at all, they pushed the stone vigorously.Roll to the intersection.

Here, Yang Tiexin twirled his bow and set an arrow, pouring the power of a dragon elephant into the bow and arrow, and then aimed an arrow at the heart of the skinny old monk.

Yang Tiexin didn't care whether the old monk was a Han Chinese, an Asan, or a native Javanese. According to Yang Tiexin's straightforward thinking, since he dared to oppose me, he would be an enemy!It is to be dripped by a river crab!

Therefore, Yang Tiexin shot the arrow.That's not polite at all!

Ever since practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna, Yang Tiexin's physical strength has gradually become stronger. Although he has just broken through the eighth level of Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, his brute strength is already beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Yang Tiexin's bows and arrows are also specially made by craftsmen on Yingzhou Island. Their strength and range are almost comparable to those of bed crossbows!

This time Yang Tiexin shot an arrow with all his strength, and immediately broke through the layer of protection set up by the skinny old man in front of him.It shot straight at the skinny old man's heart.

Yang Tiexin pointed his face and forcibly broke the air mask of the skinny old monk.The old man was greatly surprised, and hastily stretched out a shriveled paw, like a flower laughing Buddha, and licked Yang Tiexin's iron arrow.

The old man's technique was very subtle, with a light movement of his fingertips, he easily caught the arrow of Yang Tiexin's Tiejian.

But the old man obviously didn't have enough expectations for the force attached to the iron arrow.Although he caught the arrow, the old man didn't stop the arrow.

But seeing the shoulders of the skinny old man tremble, Yang Tiexin's iron arrow slipped against the skinny old monk's fingertips, and continued to shoot at the old man's heart without hesitation.

Shocked, the skinny old monk rushed all his power to his fingertips.The intention is to hold on to the iron arrow that is shot.

But when the old man was so distracted, the air shield that originally blocked the rain of arrows suddenly showed a flaw. Thousands of feathered arrows broke through the air shield of the skinny old man and shot straight at the skinny old monk and the bald heads behind him.

In a hurry, the skinny old man only had time to say "be careful", and once again condensed a three-foot-square vitality shield in front of him.

Although the skinny old monk reacted very quickly, he only had time to save himself. As for the other little bald heads, the old monk who sticks to it is helpless!

After the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh sounded, nearly half of the hundreds of bald men, big and small, who were still moving stones fell down immediately.Seeing this, the rest of the little bald heads quickly put down the boulder, and dodged to hide behind the skinny old monk and Ju boulder.

At this moment, the skinny old man finally came to his senses. He knew that Yang Tiexin in front of him, although he looked young, seemed to have some skills, and he couldn't easily deal with those little soldiers!

At that moment, the skinny old man hastily gathered all his skills, and placed a heavy air shield in front of him again.

Thanks to the old monk's quick reaction, the old man's invisible air shield had just formed when Yang Tiexin's iron arrows followed. Three iron arrows in a row, each of which forcibly smashed the skinny old man's triple air shield before he was exhausted!

Nine layers of air shields were broken one after another, and the old man's originally withered face also showed a trace of flushing.

At this time, Yang Tiexin had also started to move, and in the blink of an eye, the rain covered a distance of more than twenty feet, and he reached the top of the mountain.

"Get out of here!"

With a swing of the iron spear, Yang Tiexin let out a low growl, and he had already used a swipe of the willow in the wind, and it went straight to the skinny old monk's chest.

Just suffered a small loss, the skinny old man is not angry in his heart, coupled with the self-confidence of his status, there are several bald heads hiding behind him, the skinny old man does not dodge, he immediately raised his right hand, and when the sky was empty With a big handprint, he went straight to Yang Tiexin's iron gun and stamped it down.

For this kind of master who is suspected of being able to release zhenqi on a large scale, Yang Tiexin did not neglect in the slightest, as soon as he made a move, he had reached the eighth level of dragon elephant prajna power with all his strength!

At the same time, Yang Tiexin's left hand, which was hidden under his ribs, also concealedly pointed at the air, silently pointing towards the skinny old monk's lower abdomen.

As for the skinny old man opposite, because he had just lost face, he also showed no mercy at the moment when he made a move, and when he made a move, he was a mahamudra of ten levels of skill.

One is unparalleled in brute strength, comparable to eight dragons and eight elephants; the other is profound in martial arts, and has reached the state of perfection.

As soon as the two fought against each other, they played a real fire.

After being hit by the big handprint of the skinny old monk, Yang Tiexin's fine iron gun, which was as thick as a child's arm, was magically shot into a curved arc, which seemed to be in the shape of a bow.

Not only that, a strong inner breath surged up along the barrel of Yang Tiexin's gun, and crashed into Yang Tiexin's right arm, making Yang Tiexin's blood churn for a while, and his arm went numb.

And on the other side, the skinny old monk obviously didn't have enough estimation of Yang Tiexin's brute force. When confronted head-on, the skinny old man's withered arms heard a beeping sound like popping beans.

Thanks to the old monk's mellow kung fu, his internal breath has already been united, and with his mellow kung fu, he relieved most of this brute force.

Even so, the skinny old man also felt numb in his arms, and involuntarily stepped back three steps!

But the skinny old monk's three steps hadn't finished yet, a concealed fingering wind had shot to a distance of a foot in front of the old monk.

With the skill of the skinny old monk, it would be impossible for him to be attacked by Yang Tiexin in normal times, but just now the skinny old monk was a little emotionally unstable, and Yang Tiexin's shot was too powerful, and the yang finger he used was too powerful. Concealed and natural enough, caught off guard, the skinny old monk naturally lost the opportunity.

By the time the old monk noticed it, it was already too late!

Hastily put down a heavy shield in front of him, just as the old monk was about to step and dodge, Yang Tiexin's yang finger had already poked the old monk's waist.Although this finger missed the point, it also opened a blood groove on the old monk's waist, and the old monk's sticky blood immediately seeped out, dyeing the old man's waist red with blood.

Suffering losses one after another, the skinny old monk couldn't help but feel even more startled. With a light tap of his toes on the ground, he quickly floated backwards for a distance of three or four feet!

On the other hand, Yang Tiexin took this opportunity to suppress the discomfort from his arm, and with a swing of his iron spear, he lifted the huge boulder at the intersection down the mountainside.The dozen or so surviving bald heads hiding behind the stone were also smashed into dead bald heads in the blink of an eye under Yang Tiexin's flying iron spear.

After solving all these small troubles in one breath, Yang Tiexin put his gun away and focused his attention, staring at the skinny old monk with piercing eyes, while secretly expelling the old monk's inner breath that had invaded his arm.

The old monk on the opposite side had just sealed the wound on his waist, and at the moment he was doing his best to dispel the discomfort caused by the pain, so he was not in a hurry to fight back.

At this time, the Yingzhou army on the mountainside finally climbed to the top of the mountain quickly, and quickly dispersed, surrounding the skinny old man in the middle with a half-surrounding force. Archers!

Surrounded by a large army, especially when the opponent had a master who could almost compete with him, the skinny old monk couldn't help frowning, his eyelids bulging.

Gritting his teeth hard, the skinny old monk said again, "The benefactor, stop for now, the poor monk has something to say!"

What the old man said was Sinicization, this time Yang Tiexin heard it for real, and couldn't help but look suspicious.

The old monk is a man of the yellow race, but his skin is slightly darker, making it difficult to tell which country he is from!

Besides, most people who live in the tropical rainforest all the year round are like this, so it’s not surprising!

After gathering his composure, Yang Tiexin said in a deep voice, "Are you Han?"

"Han Chinese? Well, yes, and no!"

"Who the hell are you? Put your farts away! Young master, I don't have so much free time to talk nonsense with you!"

Yang Tiexin didn't show any sign of weakness in his mouth while he was using mysterious exercises to heal his wounds.

"The poor monk is just a monk! An outsider! Han Chinese, Brahma or Javanese, what's the difference?"

"Oh? Is there a difference between the living and the dead?"

After thinking about it very seriously, the skinny old monk said seriously, "This one, it shouldn't make any difference!"

"Since it is shown in the picture, whether Yang kills these monks or not doesn't make any difference in your eyes, old monk? If so, why do you want to stop Yang?" (To be continued...)