Chapter 32 Water and Fire Stick Technique VS Broken Wind

"Brother Qi, watch out. This is the marksmanship my father taught me."

Sikong Qianluo let out a sweet shout and stabbed out the Silver Moon Spear in his hand. It was really like a dragon coming out of the sea. The tip of the spear lightly touched the air and brought up the blossoming spear flowers. It was like a violent wind and rain, giving no chance to breathe.

Qi Lin was not afraid at all when the gun wind came towards him. His feet were rooted and as steady as a rock. When the tip of the gun came three inches in front of him, the spear in his hand suddenly came out.

It streaked across the night sky like fire from heaven, and the spear popped out with a clang, knocking away the Silver Moon Spear.

Its strength was like the undercurrent of a river. Qi Lin's spear wrapped around the Silver Moon Spear and would not let go, and kept approaching Sikong Qianluo.

This is the fire and water stick technique used by the Ben Lei Sword Master when he was still nicknamed "The Demon King of Confusion".

The offensive and defensive momentum was instantly reversed!

Sikong Qianluo did not panic. He held the tail of the silver gun with both hands and danced around. The strong wind roared, and everything in this layer was picked up by the strong wind, turned into one, and smashed down towards Qi Lin.

I didn’t expect that Qianluo, this girl’s marksmanship is so good after just one day of absence!

Qi Lin's eyes lit up, and he waved the spear in his hand into pieces while retreating, using the word "Tang" to its extreme, like a vast ocean, canceling out all the wind from the gun.

After more than a dozen rounds, Qi Lin had understood Qianluo's spear technique clearly, and the spear in his hand thrust straight out, hitting the tip of the Silver Moon Spear.

Sikong Qianluo's energy was completely exhausted and he almost fell out of the hole.

With a bang, Sikong Qianluo flew backwards, holding the gun to steady his body, covering his chest, and breathing faster.

Qi Lin didn't want to be fooled by this little girl: "The seven swords on my back were prepared for your second uncle. You can't pull them out now."

Seeing this scene that was like magic, Sikong Qianluo was shocked at first, then gritted his teeth and used all his strength.

Sikong Qianluo roared with the last of his strength, and fired out the spear. Blue gunfire surged out, and countless wind blades raged, cutting holes into the walls and floor.

The spear in Qi Lin's hand suddenly thrust out, and his true energy exploded like a vast ocean. The spear was like a sea-covering dragon, and it hit the Silver Moon Spear.

Although the form disappears, the meaning remains in the Qi.

"I'm not a child." Sikong Qianluo, who wanted to be strong, immediately jumped up.

"Telled by the Gun Immortal - Duan Feng!"

The blow she received this time was too great. She originally thought that with Sikong Changfeng's blow to break the wind, not only would she win, but she would at least make Qi Lin take it seriously.

Qi Lin sighed and shook his head. This girl Qianluo didn't have much physical strength and energy left. She shouldn't be so hasty without thinking about how to launch an effective attack.

"You, a grown man, still know something about spices?"

As soon as his feet stepped on the floor of the fourteenth floor, Qi Lin smelled a scent. It was very faint at first, but it lingered in his nose and lingered for a long time.

"snort!"

But there was a bang, the blue tornado was knocked away by the stick, and the silver moon gun flew out and was stuck on the ceiling.

One water and one fire, the two dragons merged into one, gathered their energy and turned into soldiers, turned into a water and fire coiled dragon stick, and swept out.

Sikong Qianluo stood in the wind, her hair skirt flying, quite imposing: "I know I can't win you, but I won't embarrass my father!"

Sikong Qianluo shook his head and said nothing.

"Brother Qi, don't you know a little about marksmanship? Why are you so good at it?" Sikong Qianluo breathed heavily.

Qi Lin stood in the wind, his clothes swaying, but his body remained motionless.

"Well, this is a special situation for me!"

Qi Lin raised his sword finger and pointed it on Sikong Qianluo's back, giving her a burst of energy.

Qi Lin remained motionless. His realm was there. Although he did not use the power of heaven and earth, the little girl could not bear it.

"Brother Qi, after my father heard that you were going to break into the pavilion yesterday, he specially taught me this marksmanship."

Qi Lin was vague. It was difficult to explain the time traveler and the Seven Swords, so he simply didn't talk about it.

"Young man, you are too impulsive!"

"The dragon goes out to sea!"

"It's true that I haven't studied spear and stick techniques very carefully, but my realm is here!"

"It's a bit like a peach blossom!" Qi Lin muttered softly.

"Brother Qi, do you look down on me?" Sikong Qianluo stamped his foot and said angrily: "Otherwise, why don't you draw your sword?"

Qi Lin encouraged the little girl, and it was also true.

With an explosion of strength, Sikong Qianluo stepped back a few steps before he could stop.

Waving his hand, he bid farewell to the troubled Sikong Qianluo and climbed to the fourteenth floor.

The woman in front of her is wearing a pink gauze skirt, her skin is as delicate as the peach blossoms in early spring, and her temperament and appearance are unparalleled in the world. Even the world-famous snow scene of Cangshan Mountain can only serve as a foil for this beauty.

However, if you have to say encouraging words, the movements of your hands have not slowed down.

"It's still too different!"

"If you have any other moves, use them quickly. If not, I'm going to go up."

"Qianluo, if you can use this move, you will definitely be able to enter the realm of freedom in time!"

"Qianluo, that's good! I haven't seen you for a day, and your marksmanship has changed drastically, and your spearmanship has become a little stronger. Where did you go for further training?"

Suddenly, a strong wind came, blowing open the windows on the thirteenth floor and starting to circle around Sikong Qianluo.

But looking at his relaxed look, relaxed and leisurely, and even able to draw out his true energy to heal himself, it is obvious that he regards himself as a child.

Sikong Qianluo's body was ignited with fierce momentum, and his spear hit the ground violently.

"It's just that, Brother Qi, you are not much older than me. Why are there so many differences between us?"

The spear was pushed out by him, his true energy exploded, and the spear in his hand immediately shattered into ashes inch by inch.

Unconvinced, Sikong Qianluo turned his gun and stomped the ground, causing the ground to shake. He stood up and stabbed straight, as if he had great strength.

When Qi Lin heard this, he looked up and was extremely surprised.

Qi Lin curled up the spear in his hand and said with a smile: "Even if I use this spear in my hand as a hammer and smash it with my true energy, I can knock you out."

"It's okay, I'm just out of strength. Do you want to rest here for a while, or do you want me to send you down?"

Qi Lin looked at Sikong Qianluo and shook his head like a child having a bad temper, and said amusedly: "Miss, you don't want me to comfort you, do you?"

The silver moon gun rustled, the wind roared louder, the wind blades raged more fiercely, and the tornado almost solidified.

She started to spin the gun with both hands. The wind became stronger and stronger, and the gun intention became more intense, turning into a huge blue whirlwind.

"Why not?"

As he spoke, Sikong Qianluo lowered his head again, feeling quite disappointed.

In order to bring up the strong wind with her human power, she fired hundreds of shots. She was so tired that she was sweating profusely and could not breathe evenly.

Sikong Qianluo looked at Qi Lin who remained motionless, with a wry smile on his lips. Although he knew that he could not hurt Qi Lin, the gap was too big.

Qi Lin flashed, grabbed the little girl's shoulders, and lifted her up.

"Stop using aggressive tactics on me!"

Before the Silver Moon Gun arrived, a blue tornado several meters long flew out first.

“May I ask the girl’s name?”

Although the other party was very beautiful, Qi Lin only admired it twice and then took it back without any evil thoughts.

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