Urban Madness

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warm up?

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Guan Feihong's face was full of bitterness.

You should know that although the Tianxuanzong where Guan Feihong is located is not a secluded seizong gate, it is also one of the top ten schools in the ancient martial arts world.

Guan Feihong, as a disciple of Xuanzong's head, has extraordinary strength and ranks tenth on the Qianlong list at a young age.

Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, he is also rare among his peers. Those who can defeat him can count them with two hands.

But just now, even if he was holding a red tasseled gun and displaying his family's fixed army gun, he still looked like a three-year-old kid, and was about to be hung up and beaten by Ye Fan!

Now, Ye Fan told him that he wasn't serious at all, just warming up.

People are more angry than people!

Guan Feihong only felt that he had been living on a dog for more than 20 years.

He didn't know that it was not that he was too weak, but that Ye Fan was too evil!

At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, and his tongue burst into spring thunder said:

"Don't be distracted! I won't be merciful!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan's upright body, like an arrow from the string, shot towards Guan Feihong.

Although he suppressed his strength to a realm similar to Guan Feihong, his use of inner strength has reached the point where he can lift heavy weights without any leakage.

Even if the realm is the same, his combat effectiveness still crushes Guan Feihong.

Facing the fierce Ye Fan, Guan Feihong didn't dare to neglect at all, and quickly danced his spear to defend against the enemy.

However, the high-intensity fierce battle just now caused his physical strength to drop drastically.

The speed of firing the gun has been much slower, and there is no longer the feeling of being done in one go, and there are frequent flaws.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised his mouth slightly, sketching a playful smile, grabbing a flaw, and snapping his fingers on the barrel of the gun.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

The spear shook for a while, and Guan Feihong's right hand with the gun broke open on the spot, blood was splashing, and he couldn't hold the spear in his hand.

Between the sparks and the fire, Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the red tasseled gun in his hand.

Take it empty-handed!

...

At this moment, Guan Feihong's expression was hard to see the extreme.

Although there is no such thing as "the sword is in the presence of the man, the sword is dead, and the man is dead", it is definitely a great humiliation for the martial artist to take his weapons abruptly.

All of his kung fu is on the gun, and even the gun is gone, which is equivalent to being abolished for most of the time, just like fish on a chopping board, and can only be slaughtered.

On the other side, Ye Fan held a red tasseled spear and shook his right hand. The tip of the spear was as fast as electricity, and he drew a large circle in front of him. Its potential was just like the water of the Yangtze River.

"Stab it!!!"

The surrounding air was torn apart, a high-pitched roar erupted, shaking the tympanic membrane,

And Ye Fan's aura was also rising steadily, his spine was straight, as if it turned into a spear that pierced the blue sky, with a domineering aura, looking at the world, man and spear united.

The previous Guan Feihong was like a general who took the lead on the battlefield, throwing his head and sprinkling blood, he can be an enemy of a hundred people, without a single shot.

And now Ye Fan is a marshal in command of the soldiers and horses of the world.

Even at a long distance, it gives people a feeling of invincible and domineering.

Seeing this scene, Guan Feihong's eyes were clear and he stared at Ye Fan, his eyes unblinking, for fear of missing something.

Guan Feihong never expected that Ye Fan would still be a master with a gun!

At this moment, Ye Fan had no distractions, and the gun shot out like a dragon.

His moves are not very fancy, but they have reached the state of returning to the original, as if a random shot can penetrate the golden cracked stone.

After that, Ye Fan's marksmanship changed again.

This extremely strong spear was like an embroidery needle when he used it to fly up and down, and shuttle left and right, like an arm's command, as light as a dragonfly, wherever he pointed it!

This red tasseled gun seems to have become an extension of his body, sometimes as fierce as a tiger in the mountains, sometimes as light as a flying swallow on a beam, sometimes as thick as a mountain of thousands of feet, sometimes as turbulent as the water of the Yangtze River...

God, mind, energy, and power are perfectly blended, and the sound of the bones and muscles is emitted from all parts of the body, both rigid and soft, active but not frivolous, heavy but not sluggish.

...

Guan Feihong next to him couldn't help but stare blankly.

He originally thought that his attainments in the gunway were no match for his peers.

But when he saw Ye Fan’s marksmanship, he knew--

There are people outside, there are heaven outside!

It turns out that I... is just a frog at the bottom of the well!

Suddenly, Ye Fan shouted loudly and said like thunder:

"watch out!"

As soon as the voice fell, he held a red tasseled spear, and rushed towards Guan Feihong like a meteor chasing the moon.

In a flash, hundreds of guns were shot.

For a moment, the gun shadows were heavy, like a net of heaven and earth, covering Guan Feihong's body, blocking every escape position.

Overlord's marksmanship-breaking the world!

That red tasseled spear, in Ye Fan's hand, seemed to turn into a sickle of death.

fast!

Can't be described in words fast!

Under the gun curtain, Guan Feihong's pupils shrank sharply into needle-like awns, and his hairs were erected, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying beast.

Out of the instinct to survive, Guan Feihong wanted to escape, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.

He even had an illusion, as if his soul was going to be crushed.

...

"Puff, chick, chick!!!"

The tip of the red tasseled gun was pointed on Guan Feihong's clothes.

Ye Fan's control of power reached a level of ease.

Touch without hurting!

It only pierced Guan Feihong's clothes, but did not hurt his skin.

If it is one shot or two shots, Guan Feihong can also do it.

But Ye Fan stabbed nearly a thousand shots in an instant.

This exaggerated "abnormal" control alone is enough to shock people, and it is not an exaggeration to be hailed as a "spear master".

It took a long time for Guan Feihong to come back to his senses, panting heavily, his face was full of unstoppable horror, as if he had walked in front of a ghost gate.

No words can describe his shock at the moment.

Ye Fan's spear skills were even more mysterious than those of the elders in the Guan family, and he couldn't help but want to worship.

A few meters away, Ye Fan had already put down his gun and stood with his hand held down, with a calm look on his face, as if he had just done something trivial, without even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's gaze fell three inches below Guan Feihong's abdomen, with a strange color on his face, jokingly said:

"Tsk tusk... Guan Feihong, your taste is really unique, and you are wearing big red panties. This should not be your birth year, right?"

"what?!"

Hearing this, Guan Feihong was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately lowered his head.

Only then did he react. The clothes and pants on his body were torn by the spear and turned into dust.

Now he had no other clothing to cover his body except for the big red floral pants, and his two shaggy thighs were exposed.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

At this time, a night wind blew in through the window.

The wind blows the crotch and the egg is cool!

Guan Feihong couldn't help his old face flushing, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't wait for a big hole to crack in the ground immediately so that he could get in.

"That... Boss, I... I'll change a suit first!"

With that said, Guan Feihong also ran towards the outside of the practice room like escape.

Seeing him fled in embarrassment, Ye Fan showed a smile that could not stop.

...

Ten minutes later, Guan Feihong returned to the practice room again. He had already changed his costume. The look in Ye Fan's eyes was still somewhat distracting.

It is estimated that the scene just now has caused a slight psychological shadow on him.

But on the other hand, Guan Feihong really convinced Ye Fan.

In his opinion, Ye Fanfei was the heir of the Hidden Sejong Sect, and he was also the most amazing and brilliant arrogant. In time, he would surely stand on the top of China.

At the beginning, when Ye Fan forced him to swear to Daoxin, he became a little brother, and Guan Feihong felt a little aggrieved.

But after this gun battle, he didn't dare to have any doubts anymore, instead he wanted to have a good relationship with Ye Fan.

Even if the Guan family has great power in the secular world, it would be beneficial to him if he could get acquainted with a strong man from the Hidden Sejong Sect.

Suddenly, Guan Feihong seemed to have thought of something, and approached Ye Fan and said:

"By the way, Boss, your supernatural powers are superb. The Qingyun Test held in Diancangshan a month later, I must be able to take the lead and beat the crowd!"