Zhao Wushu had a gun in his hand, and the whole person was like a spear, exuding a compelling sharp aura, which made Zhao Bufan uncomfortable, and he always felt that there were countless sharp edges spinning, cutting his skin, drilling into the pores, and really feeling a hot pain.
However, it didn't take long, the edge of the sky was gone, Zhao Wudi's whole body was restrained, and the whole person seemed to melt into the night, as if he disappeared all at once.
But he really stood there, just a foot away, his spear pointed obliquely, and there was no qi.
This astonishing change made Zhao Bufan's expression solemn in an instant, and he didn't dare to be careless, but at the same time, his heart was boiling: "How is it possible to return to the realm of the legendary return to the basics."
How old is he, he is not yet twenty years old, even if he starts cultivating from his mother's womb, it is impossible for him to surpass the elders and family masters."
"Please" Zhao Wushu spoke again, and then the spear trembled, drawing a strange curve, like a meteor across the sky, pointing at Zhao Bufan's chest.
Zhao Bufan raised his gun to shoot back, and the two of them used the Hundred Birds Chaofeng marksmanship, but as soon as they made a move, they made a judgment.
Zhao Bufan has no talent for practicing guns, and he only knows the shape of the hundred birds and the phoenix marksmanship, just like a beginner who can only draw a tiger according to a cat, which seems very rusty and clumsy.
And Zhao Wushu is skillful in marksmanship, mellow in his technique, a spear in his hand is like a paintbrush in the hands of a master craftsman, swaying arbitrarily, one style after another, like flowing water, endless.
Zhao Wudi also saw that Zhao Bufan was not good at marksmanship, so he did not aim to bully him, so if he said that it was a two-person competition, it was better to say that it was Zhao Wuving's performance alone, and he performed the marksmanship of the hundred birds and the phoenix to the fullest, especially in his previous life.
In less than twenty rounds, Zhao Bufan was very self-aware and dragged his spear to the side, giving up the entire stage to Zhao Wuving.
The spear is like a paintbrush, with the night as the canvas and the starlight as the ink, splashing and outlining a peerless picture.
The cold sharpness is like a little cold star, fluttering in the night, and conjuring up a little star, forming a galaxy with one into ten and one hundred, which is extremely magnificent.
Zhao Wudi's whole body was comfortable, and his mind was penetrating, like a dragon's true essence flowing in his body, without a trace of jerkiness and obstacles.
While brandishing his spear, he groaned in a loud voice: "The blue clouds are in the sky, the yellow flowers are in the ground, the west wind is tight, and the northern geese are flying south."
Xiaolai, who is drunk with frost, always leaves people's tears. ” The spear is swayed, dancing with stars, the spear is like an abyss, stirring up the red leaves of the trees to fall like rain, and then being crushed by the edge, one after another, falling like red snow.
Zhao Wushu stabbed out with a shot, the body of the gun trembled violently, and the tip of the spear suddenly erupted into a dazzling cold light, like a nebula exploding, turning into a star shower in the sky, spraying out from a point, extremely gorgeous, a bright moon hanging high in the star shower, scorching its glory, dazzling.
At the same time, a pleasant phoenix chirped sounded, there was silence between heaven and earth, the evening breeze stopped, the fallen leaves were still, and everything returned to zero.
This is a static world, as if time is frozen, and only a spear passes through the river of time, outlining a chaotic picture of the unopened heaven and earth.
All this just happened in an instant, time and space stood still, the young phoenix was singing, the bright moon was hanging high, and the stars were shining, giving people a glimpse of the mysteries of heaven and earth.
"Bang Dang" Zhao Bufan's eyes were wide open, without blinking, and his mouth was wide open, even if he stuffed a small fist into it, there were still gaps.
He was shocked, and even deprived of his mind, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang", breaking the stillness of time and space, and the vision in front of him shattered inch by inch like the surface of ice.
Then, everything between heaven and earth moved, the evening breeze was light, the stars flowed, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and the fallen leaves were scattered "Good marksmanship is like the stars worshipping the moon, and hearing the chicks and phoenixes singing is simply amazing, not like all in the world."
Princess Taiping stood up and walked a few steps, but in a hurry, she didn't have time to keep up, so that the water-green cloak was hung down by the evening breeze, revealing her good figure with bumpy curves.
She didn't care, twisted three times, walked in front of the two, her eyes flashed with excitement and scorching divine light, a pretty face appeared in the soft light with endless flushing, stared at Zhao Wufan fiercely, and then, she looked at Zhao Bufan and asked: "Zhao Bufan, you come to tell the palace, General Zhao is your Zhao family's Hundred Birds Chaofeng Marksmanship" This woman, whether she is noble or humble, whether she is a young girl or a middle-aged person, as long as she is a woman, she likes to hold grudges.
Zhao Bufan's suspicion of Zhao Wufan's identity, how could he hide the smart Princess Taiping and Zhao Wudi was exactly the person she cared about and valued, so Zhao Bufan inadvertently offended Princess Taiping and was put into the list of people who don't like it.
Now, Zhao Wudi has completely conquered Princess Taiping's heart with a spear, making her happy and not forgetting to seek justice from Zhao Bufan.
Although her actions are a little cautious, which does not match her graceful and luxurious royal demeanor, however, this palace is a cautious woman, and she is quite unreasonable, what can you do with me Zhao Bufan was like having a dream tonight, and the experience in the dream was ups and downs, horror and inexplicable, joy and sorrow in his heart, and more shock.
He is glad that the Changshan Zhao clan finally has a successor, and there is a Gaidai wizard who has not been encountered for hundreds of years since the ancestors, which will make the Changshan Zhao clan climb to the top again, crown the world, and even give birth to a legend of breaking the void.
As for sadness, he is naturally sad for himself, thinking that he is thirty years old, but he has done nothing, and he has lived to the belly of a dog.
He felt sorry for himself and felt sorry for himself, so much so that he didn't hear Princess Taiping's question because he lost his mind for a while.
This made the princess very unhappy, Joan snorted coldly in her nose, and stomped her feet like a girl, and couldn't help but raise her voice and asked eagerly: "Zhao Bufan, Zhao Bufan, this palace asks you, General Zhao is your Changshan Zhao family."
Zhao Bufan shuddered, this time he finally heard it, and hurriedly bowed his head and replied: "Back to Her Royal Highness the Princess, General Zhao is indeed a child of my Zhao family, it really can't be true, in terms of seniority, he is still an uncle of so-and-so." ” "Oh, that's the case, tonight General Zhao was able to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and recognize your uncle and nephew, which is really gratifying.
The palace will come to have a lively time, celebrate the wine for General Zhao, Chief Zhao Guard, you also participate in the banquet. ” After Princess Taiping finished speaking, her beautiful eyes smiled, and she glanced at Zhao Wudi vigorously, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the more she liked it, the more she regarded Zhao Wudi as Xue Shao when she was a teenager Zhao Wudi was uncomfortably stared at by Princess Taiping's beautiful eyes, the hot eyes and fiery affection, and the blush of a girl like a spring appeared on his cheeks: