The essence of a straight gun is distance! Only by mastering this sense of spatial distance can the power of the gun be fully exerted.
To achieve this, it is necessary to practice induction repeatedly and accumulate actual combat. Talking on paper will only achieve nothing in the end.
"Bang!" Explosive sounds filled the entire ear, and two figures vomiting blood suddenly flew out from the center of the powerful tearing air wave, one with red blood and one with black blood.
"Thump, thump..." The man in purple clothes had his hair disheveled and used the tip of his spear to scratch more than ten meters of sand on the ground before he finally let go of his retreating momentum.
"Good guy!" At the other end, the condition of the huge skeleton was almost the same. After the Bone White General stabilized his figure, he blushed a little and said in his heart: "I'm old, I'm old!"
"Haha! The next generation is to be feared. How could one know that the one who comes is not as good as he is now?"
"Pfft--" He spat out a mouthful of black blood again. Seeing a purple figure coming towards him from the opposite side, Ku Lao laughed excitedly and moved to greet it.
However, Feng Ling could faintly feel that there was a heavy tiredness deep in the other party's eyes.
"Boom!" Wherever it passed, there were messy deep grooves. Even though they were injured, the two of them still fought fiercely at the highest frequency, and constantly moved and adjusted to find the best fighting position in order to seize the opportunity to attack!
"Take me a fire ball!" The two of them were floating in the air and chasing each other along the rock wall. The speed was astonishingly fast. If there was an emergency, it would be difficult to parry.
Unexpectedly, the withered white general suddenly turned around and yelled at the man in purple, and quickly threw a fiery red ball of violent energy from the top of the scepter.
If Ku Lao was mostly praising and appreciating Feng Ling before, now he is feeling aggrieved.
"Monster!" The White General withered bones cursed secretly. Not only was the opponent's accuracy in making a surprise attack extremely high, but his ability to predict his attacks was also abnormally strong. He could predict his next move, causing him to panic and retreat repeatedly. .
If Ku Lao hadn't had an idea at the end and cleverly reversed his usual actions, thereby interrupting the opponent's predicted rhythm, then he might have been defeated long ago.
"Bang!" After continuing to run for a short distance, the skeletal white general stopped and looked at the pile of scorched earth behind him filled with red light and black smoke, but there was nothing!
When an unharmed figure jumped out from behind the black smoke with a gun, his face turned extremely ugly with his bones white, what he didn't know was that the man in purple was the most skilled in using the reverse technique!
The fiery red rhombus crystals are still dazzling...
"Huh? There's something fishy!" After a few rounds of fighting, Feng Ling finally noticed something unusual as he stared at the black and white color on his opponent's sternum that kept shining.
It seems that the strange changes in the chest are somehow related to the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal on the head. From Feng Ling's knowledge, even if it is not a vital part, it must be an important part.
At that moment, Feng Ling already had something to worry about. Taking advantage of the brief moment of truce, he carefully wandered between the skeleton's head and chest.
This move alone made the skeletal general feel guilty for no apparent reason. He subconsciously raised his paws and blocked his sternum with his scepter.
"Old guy, I found your weakness!" Seeing this action, the man in purple had a smile on his lips.
Since the wound on his chest had stopped bleeding, Feng Ling didn't care about it. He just wiped the dried blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed forward again.
The tip of the gun is aimed directly at the sternum, which flashes alternately in black and white!
"How dare you!" The withered white general turned pale with fright, and hurriedly protected his sternum in a panic. In this way, he seemed to be a little helpless in a full-scale defense, and was surrounded by danger!
Seeing the man in purple with excitement on his face, he was attacking his sternum with all his strength. Withered Bone White was resisting, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Then he looked down and curled his lips in disdain, and the panic in his expression was gradually replaced by ferociousness...
All these subtle changes were seen by the man in purple, and his heart was boiling with joy at this time.
With Feng Ling's vigilance, how could he be so stupidly fooled? The reason why he still targeted the sternum to attack was essentially to confuse the skeletal general, and at the same time give him face and cooperate with him in a play!
"Broken!" A heart-stopping shout was heard, rolling and exploding in the skeleton's mind. A magic gun then changed its momentum and suddenly blasted into the fiery red on the skull's forehead.
Suddenly, everything turned upside down!
"Bang, bang bang~...!" There were four shocking explosions in a row, and there were bursts of howling ghosts and wolves. The pungent stench spread in all directions, and the lifeless burning skeleton exploded out of the huge skeleton with scorching flames.
The bone armor... shattered!
"Ah~...!" The black energy surged in the red light, and the violent energy aura fled in all directions from time to time. It was obviously very unstable!
The disgusting rotten meat that was quickly recovered from the sternum fell to the ground, and the whole body was shaken by a twisting pain that was like falling apart. As a result, the withered white general had a ferocious face and kept letting out shrill roars from his mouth.
"Asshole...! Stop it!" Kugubai shook a hot stone on his forehead violently, like a fiery red iron brand. Sparks flew everywhere and exploded. The man in purple frowned and was secretly shocked.
"If you don't want to die, just do as I say!" Kugubai's eyes were red and his face was extremely distorted. He felt the hot and unstable temperature on his forehead, and his heart was trembling with fear.
Holding tightly in one hand the spear that turned from brown to bewitching red...
"I'm imprisoned by an unknown force!" Listening to the roars coming from the opposite head, Feng Ling felt a chill at this moment. She wanted to take her hand back, but she couldn't move it at all. It was still fixed on the outer layer of the opponent's head. .
As soon as these words came out...
"Damn it! @#/+d..." As soon as these words came out, the White General was no longer calm at all, and the last trace of luck was wiped out.
Once the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal explodes, the possibility of the two of them surviving is infinitely close to zero. Even if Feng Tianjue is here, he can only panic and run for his life!
The old man cursed in his heart, having lived for most of his life to die in such a useless manner. However, when his eyes accidentally stopped on the pretty young face with embarrassment across from him, he thought about it, and it was definitely not a loss. !
As long as it was true, Baiwu's life had been too rough. After Shuqiao's death, he didn't have much nostalgia for the troubles in this world.
Even if Feng Ling didn't come to demand his life, he originally planned to end it on his own after this matter was over!
Of course, he is still nostalgic now, and this nostalgia came into being in the past few days.
"Alas...! Shu Qiao, I'm sorry for you..." Feeling the breath of death, Bai Wu's eyes showed a look of pain, and two vague female figures appeared in his mind, from far to near...
