The Era of National Martial Arts

Duan Fei also knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he immediately said: "Then let's stop talking nonsense and start the competition quickly, so as to save time wasted."

After saying that, Duan Fei took out a pitch black weapon like a sickle.

Xu Zhen looked at the scythe in Duan Fei's hand in surprise, saying that the gun is a niche weapon, but this scythe seems to be a rare weapon.

It's just that this sickle is different from the sickles that are usually encountered. The handle of the sickle seems to be very long.

Xu Zhen raised the prairie gun and pointed the tip at Duan Fei.

The more niche weapons, the more attention should be paid, because the martial arts of all warriors who use niche weapons are extremely strange.

"call out!"

Hearing a sound of breaking through the air, Xu Zhen was shocked, and saw a pitch-black sickle flying towards him at a glance.

"kindness?"

Xu Zhen gasped in surprise, and secretly said: "It turns out that there is a chain hidden in the handle of the sickle, which is really weird."

Seeing this, Xu Zhen greeted him with a single shot.

Liaoyuan marksmanship fifty moves, a total of fifty moves.

For any unexpected situation, Xu Zhen can easily deal with it.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Zhen was about to break the trick with strength, the sickle suddenly turned to wrap around the handle of the gun.

The weirdness is far more than that.

After the sickle wrapped around the Liaoyuan gun, the tip of the sickle stabbed at Xu Zhen's throat without mercy.

Xu Zhen's pupils shrank, and he was about to raise his gun to resist, only to find that he was entangled and unable to move.

Only then did he understand the strangeness of the sickle weapon.

"drink!"

At the very moment, Xu Zhen suddenly exerted force and dragged Duan Fei staggeringly.

"It's such a powerful force, no wonder Chen Bang and the others are at a disadvantage."

Although Duan Fei was a little shocked, he was still within the acceptable range, and immediately took back the sickle.

Then with a light step, Duan Fei came to Xu Zhen's side, and the sharp sickle blade made a sound of piercing the air, whizzing towards Xu Zhen from a strange and tricky angle.

Xu Zhen snorted coldly, swung the gun body, and shook it away with the force of the shock.

In an instant, the two bumped into each other.

The sound of iron clashing was endless.

Suddenly, with a 'clang' sound, Duan Fei took the sickle back into his hand, his arms were slightly numb.

That subtle vibration force, if it hadn't been attacked for a long time, would be hard to detect.

Even so, his arms were a little sore.

Xu Zhen was originally injured, his throat rolled a few times, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

After all, I endured it.

Compared to Duan Fei, he suffered even more, so he only wanted a quick victory.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhen let out a soft drink, the tip of the spear gleamed with a cold light, and the shadows of the spear flew towards Duan Fei like a blazing fire.

Duan Fei's face became solemn, facing Xu Zhen's marksmanship directly, it really gave people a lot of pressure.

This is the power of Huajing's basic marksmanship.

No matter what kind of marksmanship or martial skill, it can bring you a [-]% power bonus.

In this way, he is enough to turn decay into magic.

Duan Fei gritted his teeth, flashing the sickle in his hand, smashing several spear shadows one after another.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhen suddenly changed his moves, and the shadows of guns continued, seemingly endlessly.

Gradually, Duan Fei was drenched in cold sweat. This kind of endless gun shadows would hurt at the touch of a finger, who would dare to lightly swipe its front.

The more he hit, the more shocked Duan Fei was. This kind of marksmanship puts too much pressure on people.

He didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back.

Every martial artist will have flaws when practicing martial arts, but from Xu Zhen's marksmanship, he doesn't seem to see any flaws.

how can that be!

Duan Fei's eyes widened, and he hurriedly resisted the continuous attacks.

How can there be no flaws in martial arts in the world, unless it goes beyond his cognition.

But the opponent is only a second-rank martial artist, at most a little stronger in combat power, maybe able to fight a third-rank warrior, but it is still limited.

In this way, it shows that Xu Zhen has practiced this set of martial arts to the point of perfection, so that he can't see any flaws.

This discovery gave Duan Fei a burst of horror.

Yes, thriller.

Duan Fei can only be described as horror.

Apart from this, Duan Fei couldn't think of any other adjectives.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Xu Zhen's chest was constantly heaving and heaving due to the continuous impact of iron objects.

After all, even though he seemed to have the upper hand, in fact he didn't take advantage of anything.

The opponent is a third-rank martial artist, how can he be easily defeated.

"good chance!"

Duan Fei suddenly seized an opportunity, stepped on his foot, and cut a hole in Xu Zhen's chest with a knife.

"laugh!"

The clothes on Xu Zhen's chest were torn apart in an instant, and his chest was soaked in blood.