Chapter 1232

For a moment, it seemed unable to move.

That is the most pure martial art momentum, not any star technology or mystery.

"Zheng!" the middle-aged man took off the gun sheath, but did not draw out the long gun, but pointed at Lin Feng with one hand. Just like this, the fierce gun intention can't stop venting. The surrounding space seems to be completely shrouded. Lin Feng only has the huge gun sheath left in front of him.

Heart, pounding.

I didn't feel any intention of killing, but there was a sense of war boiling.

"Take the gun." the voice was calm, but it was irresistible. Lin Feng stared at the middle-aged man and vaguely understood. At this moment, there is no need for any words or questions. Just do it.

Qiang! Amethyst gun out of sheath.

There is a violent roar and the gun has a spirit.

As if he felt the strong meaning of the gun, Lin Feng gripped the Amethyst gun and deeply felt the texture of "gun in hand" for the first time, the simplicity of returning to the origin. Yes, no matter how strong a gun move is, it will never change. It's just a shot stabbed by your hand and your own body.

Inexplicably, the heart feels so quiet.

Even under the oppression of such a powerful gun intention, holding the Amethyst gun is self-contained and completely undisturbed.

"Oh?" the middle-aged man's eyes were slightly bright, which seemed quite surprised.

Facing Lin Feng, he stood with a gun and closed his eyes, but he didn't attack. He just stood so quietly. One shot for one person, two shots for two people, forming a unique landscape in this rocky land. The space has a suffocating feeling, as if no existence can be close to it.

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Time passes quietly.

Lin Feng seems to be in a state of complete self, isolated from the outside world.

Holding an amethyst gun, you don't need to control it too deliberately, let alone any complicated skills. You just need to communicate with your heart, feel it with your own body and instinct. The soul of the gun seems to fit with the human soul and remain on a horizontal line.

It's profound, but it's simple.

It seems to be a mystery, but it seems that it is only readily available without any power.

Quietly, there is no other existence in this world.

Only myself, only Amethyst gun.

Time seems to pass very slowly, as if I had a dream. Even my thoughts became very hazy. It seemed that there was a fuzzy shadow in front of me. It bloomed quietly under the gathering of the white light. It was illuminated more and more clearly. Lin Feng seemed to open his eyes in a moment.

"Is that!?" Lin Feng was surprised.

by the way!

I wasn't just

"Wow! ~" his head suddenly woke up, and Lin Feng suddenly returned to his mind.

Open your eyes with force, and the return of your thoughts drives the "sonorous" sound of the Amethyst gun, like the sound of an empty valley. In front of me, a pure light slowly appeared. It was just the body that regained consciousness. Inexplicably, it became unable to move. The strong momentum was completely oppressed at this moment.

Shrouded like smoke and clouds, falling like thunder!

"Zheng!" there was a huge earthquake in his head, eliminating all distractions.

At this moment, there was no sound, no sight, and he seemed to enter a "gun" world.

In the sky, many fragments of white fog dispersed and gradually gathered into a cloud.

Very white.

White and flawless.

Just like the light spot ahead.

It's like the gathering of this white fog, like the birth of clouds. All the surrounding breath converges on this point. Strength, strength and breath turn into a clean shot and turn into the appearance of white clouds.

This shot was not fast, let alone swift and violent, the power of thunder.

It was just a simple shot, but it was like white clouds falling and the sky was shining indigo.

However, I feel better than any gun move. It seems that countless gun moves are integrated into one, as if simplicity has been brought into full play. The emergence of guns is not muddy, one shot is one shot, straightforward.

Like clouds and fog, dawn.

"This gun is called 'cloud rise'." a faint voice rang through my ears, like a bell ringing my heart.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and everything around him disappeared like a dream. At this moment, I am still standing on that rock group, sky, or that sky; Land, or that land; Nothing has changed, but... There is one less person.

The middle-aged man with a long gun.

It has long been missing. Just like this gun move, clouds rise and fog open, and people disappear.

"He..."

"Are you teaching me?"

Lin Feng looked at his hands in amazement. He felt very incredible.

Even if it was only for a moment, I seemed to have grown a lot. It was not the rapid growth of shooting skills, but the understanding of guns, the understanding of the artistic conception of shooting skills, and a new understanding of the future gun path. The fog in front was like the falling of this gun——

The clouds are fogging!

"Ah!?" Yu Guang glanced at the compass and the time indicated above, Lin Feng's face suddenly changed.

"It's been seven days so soon?"

Staring wide, Lin Feng was surprised.

I feel like I've only passed that moment, but... It's seven days?

"By the way, I seemed to have an epiphany before?" Lin Feng suddenly thought of it and his eyes glowed. I was totally immersed in the world of marksmanship. It seemed that it was the middle-aged man who awakened himself and... Taught him that shot.

Then it disappeared.

"He is really strange." Lin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

From before, I always felt that the middle-aged man was strange.

Now, this feeling is even better.

"What my mother said is right. In this fighting spirit world, there are many strong people who hide and don't care about the world. They wholeheartedly want to break through the porch and become strong people in the starry sky."

"Think he's one of them?"

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled slightly.

At present, if I don't know the strength of this middle-aged man, it's really stupid.

Although I don't know his identity, his strength is definitely at the level of mother, far beyond the human Demon Lord. In front of him, he couldn't resist. If he wanted to kill himself, he might have died many times.

"But who is he?"

"Is it an ancient strong man, or a hidden human strong man? But do humans have such a strong warrior?"

"The strangest thing is, why did he teach me?"

Confused, Lin Feng looked into the distance and felt curious.

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The water curtain cave.

Shua! A figure suddenly appeared.

If Lin Feng saw it, he would recognize it as the middle-aged man with a huge gun scabbard.

What's he doing here?

WOW! WOW! Walking at an inch seems to be slow, but it seems to move in a blink. What's more strange is that in this strange water curtain cave, he walked on the ground completely, as if it was not the first time. The water mist ahead is hazy, and the naked oats stand Tingting.

"Holy Lord, this way, please." open the channel, and the water naked oats look respectful.

The Lord?

The visitor is one of the twelve saints of mankind. The Dragon sees the head but not the tail——

Cloud gun Lord!

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"How's it going?" the Heavenly Master smiled kindly.

"That's good." the cloud gun Lord spared no words.

"Oh?" the Heavenly Master was slightly surprised.

"The gun feels very good, but the qualification..." hesitated and didn't say any more. The cloud gun Lord looked at the Tianji Lord and said in a deep voice, "all the three conditions owed to you have been returned. Since then, you and I have been cleared up. I'll leave and see you later."

After talking, he turned and wanted to leave.

"You are willing to be mediocre all your life if you have a cultivation accomplishment?" the Heavenly Master's eyes sparkled.

Without stopping, the dark eyes of the cloud gun Lord flashed away, "there is no need to persuade. The survival of the human race has nothing to do with me."

"But she..." the Heavenly Master wanted to persuade again, but suddenly a terrible breath exploded in the front. The steps of the cloud gun master had stopped and did not turn back, but the huge gun scabbard was rattling and shaking, and the surging gun intention could not stop releasing.

"Well, I won't persuade you." the Heavenly Master closed his mouth wisely, but he knew the master's temperament.

The gun scabbard of the giant earthquake stopped falling, and the uncontrollable anger of the cloud gun Lord dissipated slowly. Then he stepped up again and went to the outside.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you." the Heavenly Master smiled, "you don't see all the Lin Feng. This son also has a highly qualified part, majoring in the way of the God of war." he looked at the cloud gun master and saw that his pace slowed down a little, but still didn't stop. He entered the vortex and disappeared in a moment.

The corner of his mouth was slightly scratched, and the Heavenly Master narrowed his eyes.

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"What a pity!"

"Such a good feeling."

"We can't waste time. We must end the decisive battle as soon as possible."

Lin Feng's eyes are sparkling.

Intuition tells me that the feeling of this gun is not suitable for noumenon, but it is very suitable for separation. However, at this moment, all feelings are in the noumenon, and only the particularity of the two pupils can remember the shot just now, close your eyes, and the feeling of the body still aftertaste the wonderful taste.

Cultivating at this moment is definitely the best effect.

However, at present, I have to take part in the final battle of the "throne competition".

What a pity!

This feeling of cultivation can never be repeated.

If you lose it, you may not be able to find it again next time. Just like epiphany, it depends on opportunity and luck. Sometimes it comes.

"Come on!"

"Finish early and practice early."

Lin Feng tightly pursed his lips and was burning with anxiety.

Perhaps my strongest is fire, but my favorite since childhood——

It's a gun.

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Challenge desk.

At this time, it was already overcrowded.

There were many times more people than in the battle of the Demon Lord before, and almost all the saints in the southern region gathered to participate in the event. Because this time, it will determine the position of the future master of the southern region, and no one wants to miss it.

The real throne race!

In addition to Lin Feng, six other saints have already arrived.

King Yan, King Lu and King Ju, the three kings of nine continents, led the line of Emperor Yao, while the other three saints who were promoted were all idle saints. Including the reclusive strongman "yellow nitrogen", he also came to the scene in the first World War of the human Demon Lord and personally saw Lin Feng's terrible battle; There is also the leader of the orange Yan palace, who commands the orange moon palace. His power is quite huge; The other is the "monk" who was born a hundred years ago.

The top six gathered together and only owed Lin Feng!

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