"Junior Brother Yang, do you want to fight me with a gun?"

Gao Dazhuang had already regarded Yang Yi as his real opponent at this time and did not dare to underestimate him.

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Gao's spear intent has reached a higher level. I cannot break the senior brother's Lingyun Thirteen Spears with the Panlong Nine Spears."

"Oh? So, you have practiced other more advanced marksmanship? Very good, then I can let go. Please!"

Gao Dazhuang held his fists and bowed to Yang Yi seriously.

"Senior Brother Gao, please!"

Yang Yi also clasped his fists with his hands, bowed to the other party, and then put the gun in the starting position of the Five Elements Scouting Technique.

"This guy has never acted seriously. He has practiced more advanced marksmanship!"

The outer disciples watching the battle below were all surprised and couldn't help but look forward to this battle more and more.

When Zhao Huajie saw Yang Yi's starting shot, his expression suddenly became more gloomy.

He only realized how big the gap between him and Yang Yi was.

The other party never took it seriously from beginning to end, which was a huge blow to him.

Experts will know if there is any one.

As soon as Yang Yi's gun was launched, Gao Dazhuang's eyes lit up.

"Okay! Offended!"

Gao Dazhuang took the lead in attacking, his steps were filled with the breath of golden swords and iron horses, and he rushed towards Yang Yi crazy.

The same Lingyun Thirteen Spurs came to Gao Dazhuang's hands, but the power of the gunshot technique was several times higher than that of Zhao Huajie. Moreover, Gao Dazhuang's understanding and application of Lingyun Thirteen Spurs was more than that of Zhao Huajie.

What Gao Dazhuang took away was the routine of fierce attacks. The golden gun was transported out of thin air, like a huge grinding plate, pressing down out of thin air, and all around were filled with shadows of golden guns.

Yang Yi's Five Elements Scouting Technique is not a simple Five Elements routine. It covers various routines such as the Five Elements Serial Gun, Liuhe Gun and Liuhe Gun, and there are no fixed moves.

Because of the perfection of Xingyiquan, his gun technique also reached the state of getting the meaning and forgetting his form.

The iron threaded gun in Yang Yi's hand was pressed against the tall and strong gun rod under the infusion of internal force, holding the gun with both hands, and the gun follows the gun, and the force was free. No matter what trick Gao Da Zhuang used, the big gun in Yang Yi's hand could always be close to the gun and use its strength to transform its strength.

The two of them fought for more than a dozen rounds in a row, and Gao Dazhuang's face changed.

He felt that Yang Yi's big gun was like a cowhide snake, wrapped around his gun tightly, and no matter how he changed, he could never get rid of the other party's control.

"What kind of marksmanship is this? It's too weird, right?"

Not only tall and strong, but other masters who knew guns showed shock and stared at the big gun in Yang Yi's hand.

Strictly speaking, the big gun in Yang Yi's hand has no moves at all.

However, without any moves, the thirteen shots of Lingyun, who were perfect at the top level, were eaten tightly!

Even later, Gao Dazhuang couldn't do it even if he wanted to integrate his gun intention into his marksmanship.

Seeing that if this continues, he will definitely lose. Gao Dazhuang's face changed, he shouted loudly, and he used all the strength in his body, the internal energy at the peak of the fourteenth level, and the physical strength of the external cultivation, and used it to shock the gun.

Puff puff puff!

The terrifying aura that made people's hearts burst into pieces, bursting out one after another in the big guns between the two.

With a click.

The iron threaded gun in Yang Yi's hand finally couldn't bear it. The gun rod shattered inch by inch and the tip of the gun fell to the ground.

Gao Dazhuang, who finally got rid of Yang Yi's shooting skills, was stunned. He did not expect such an accident to occur.

His golden gun is a top-notch weapon, and it is infinitely close to the lowest-grade treasures. Even blood and energy can withstand it, let alone internal energy.

He thought that the big gun in Yang Yi's hand should at least be a top weapon, but he didn't expect it to be.

In the face of this change, Yang Yi's expression did not change at all. He clenched his fists with both hands, stepped forward in the middle palace, used fists instead of guns, and unfolded the gun-fighting skills of Xingyiquan, and attacked wildly towards Gaoda and Brave.

Gao Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, and was attacked by the opponent. He immediately did not dare to be careless and quickly waved his gun to resist again.

However, an equally strange scene appeared.

Yang Yi had no gun in his hand, but he seemed to be holding a big gun and suppressed his golden spear again.

No matter how he used his tricks, he could never get rid of the control of those two fists.

The people watching the game below couldn't help but feel tight when Yang Yi's big gun shattered, thinking that Yang Yi was going to lose. Unexpectedly, Yang Yi was not moved, and instead advanced, using boxing instead of guns, suppressing Gao Dazhuang again!

"Hell! Damn, this Senior Brother Yang Yi is too fierce? He can suppress Senior Brother Gao Dazhuang with bare hands and empty fists. How did he do it?"

"He obviously doesn't have a gun in his hand, so why does it make me feel like I have a gun again?"

Many people looked confused.

Only some real marksman skills could see the mystery, and all stood up movedly, staring at Yang Yi's fists.

"A peerless genius! He could actually think of a tactic of using fists instead of guns!"

In the elder's seat, the elders of the Sutra Hall stood up excitedly and praised.

"Hahaha, that's right, don't look at who he was recruiting into the door!"

Wang Chongyue said proudly from the side.

After more than a dozen moves, Gao Dazhuang was completely trapped in Yang Yi's fighting rhythm. The big gun seemed to be a big snake that had been pinched for seven inches. No matter how it rolled, it could never get rid of Yang Yi's control.

His gun intention was completely unable to be used, and his face turned red and he felt very frustrated.

"Cao, I won't believe it anymore, wait!"

Gao Dasheng roared and flew back.

Yang Yi stopped his fist and stood still, looking at the other person lightly.

"I don't need a gun anymore. It's too frustrating to fight like this. I also practiced a top-level boxing technique at the human level. If I can't do anything to you, I can only admit defeat."

Gao Dazhuang inserted the golden spear into a corner of the battle table in depressed manner, clenched his fists with both hands, and sported his fists.

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "With boxing, you are not my opponent."

"Is it an opponent? I will know if I have competed!" Gao Dazhuang shouted and rushed forward.

Yang Yi didn't say much, and did not use Xingyiquan, but instead infused his fists with his strength and artistic conception, and used Changshan's fist techniques, and punched Gao Dazhuang with one punch.

"Damn it! What's going on with Yang Yi? Suddenly I gave up the more powerful boxing technique and used the most basic human-level low-level boxing technique?"

"It's Changshan Fist again! Cao, Niu Bi, when Senior Brother Yang participated in the outer door assessment, he used this simplest boxing technique to kill a 'black-printed golden-eyed tiger'!"

"This is the real warrior. Damn, any boxing technique can exert unimaginable power when it comes to your hands!"

Everyone was dazzled, and even Wang Chao and Lu Hu showed extremely solemn expressions in their eyes, and they did not dare to underestimate Yang Yi anymore.

Bang bang bang bang!

The two fists kept colliding and fighting, and a sound like a copper hammer was bursting out.

After dozens of punches, Gao Dazhuang, who was frustrated, roared, simply gave up on defense, and punched Yang Yi in the chest.

Yang Yi smiled indifferently, gave up defense, punched him hard, and hit Gao Daqiang's chest.

Bang! Bang!

Two heavy collisions exploded one after another.

The two of them retreated back at the same time.

Yang Yi withdrew five steps and stood steadily on the battle stage.

On the other hand, Gao Dazhuang, after retreating for more than ten steps, although he finally stopped, blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose!

"Awesome, this is a man's battle! Fist to flesh, iron-blooded confrontation!"

"Damn it! I'm not right? Senior Brother Gao Dazhuang, who was completely defeated by competing with others for strength?"

hiss!

Everyone did not expect that the battle between Gao Dazhuang and Yang Yi would be like this.

The entire battlefield was completely boiling!

Gao Dazhuang's face turned pale and she looked at Yang Yi in disbelief.

"I actually lost to you in terms of strength." In the end, he had to admit this reality bitterly, "You won!"

"I'm giving in." Yang Yi smiled and bowed.

Gao Dazhuang shook his head, "I did my best, but I'm still no match for you."

"Yang Yisheng!" After a while, the manager of the Dou Zhan Taiwan reacted and announced loudly.
Chapter completed!