A big and thick man actually chatted with a spirit beast, which was not normal no matter how you look at it.

The fat man expressed his understanding. The little evil star who was isolated in the village had no friends who could talk to him. He chatted with the big trees when he cut down trees and talked to the swimming fish when he went out to sea.

He even talked about his life ideals with the flying seagulls, even if the seagulls ignored him at all.

The fat man put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If he was killed by a one-horned python today, he would definitely come to the lakeside to take revenge in three years.

Therefore, he expressed a high understanding of the words and deeds of the fierce general.

In his lifetime, the little dragon has developed mutual appreciation for others for the first time.

In a sense, he and his never-knowing heroes are both crazy men.

As he expected, the fierce general has a loud title in the world - Gunman!

At the same time, the fat man also felt a little sympathetic to the experience of the fierce general.

Burial on the snake's belly...

The picture is so sour and refreshing just by thinking about it.

Hearing the invitation from the tall human, the unicorn python seemed to understand.

A creature like a spirit beast pursues its true nature and faces everything with its natural characteristics. The unicorn python is used to being a blessing in power and viciousness, and its ecstasy is intimidating within a radius of dozens of miles. How could it be provoked by a mere human being? It screamed strangely on the spot and emitted a cloud of cold light.

"Ha ha!"

The fierce general laughed loudly, avoiding the cold light incredibly, and at the same time he bullied himself.

Bang!

The cold light hit the ground, smashing a big hole, making a squeaking sound.

The moment the unicorn python turned its head and vomited, you could see a scar on the left side of its head.

That was a gunshot wound, an old wound left three years ago.

The man who injured him back then is now coming again, becoming stronger than three years ago.

The unicorn python, which was attacked closely, no longer spit out the spiritual energy, shook his head and tail and fought with the fierce general.

Each person and a python with a huge difference in size is hard to distinguish.

The fierce general brother fought head-on with a silver spear and a single horned python, and did not lose any disadvantage at all, and had a slight advantage.

The silver spear in his hand was also an extraordinary grade, it was an eighth-grade high-level spiritual weapon, which increased by 60% of the gun power.

His marksmanship is even more prominent, and it is a set of high-level mysterious spiritual skills called "Xuanbing Pear Blossom Gun".

Water evaporates into fog, and water freezes into ice. The principle of the Xuanbing Peach Blossom Gun is to convert the water-based spiritual power into Xuanbing, covering the gun body with a layer of cold air. Practice to a high level and condense the pear-like gun flower. After collision, you can freeze the target and tremble all over.

The fierce general does not have the ability to launch guns at a long range. It seems that he is less than the sixth grade, which is logically different from the unicorn python. However, his shooting skills have reached the level of a master, and each move comes with immeasurable spiritual power. Each shot will inevitably trigger the extremely dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Twenty years of pear blossom gun, unrivaled in the world!

With its natural agility, the unicorn python was not pierced by the spearhead and blocked the silver spear every time. However, every time it collided, a cold chill always penetrated into its body, making it so cold that it swayed.

People walking in the snow and ice must move slowly. Even if a single-horned python is a cold-blooded animal, it is too cold to bear it.

The unicorn python, whose coldness is constantly possessed, has tiredness in his eyes, like a small snake about to hibernate.

The fierce general intends to make up for the regrets three years ago and does not use the ultimate skill.

Despite this, the unicorn python still jumped up and down.

In just ten rounds, three blood holes emerged from the unicorn python.

The blood holes had frostbite gray-black gray and black, and were filled with a biting cold air.

Expert!

At least a master in the late stage of the seventh grade!

The fat man made a judgment. He had seen the introduction of "Xuanbing Lihua Gun" in the Merit Building. That kind of spear technique would also require fifty spirit beads. The fierce general used ten guns in a row, consuming five hundred spirit beads, and he still had enough energy, which shows his own level.

"Roar~!"

The unicorn python suddenly roared and an incredible change took place.

Its body size suddenly decreased, becoming thicker than its arms and two or three meters long.

The concentrated essence is all about the essence, and the shorter and thinner unicorn python is stronger and exudes a creepy and terrifying atmosphere.

In the night sky, there was a flash of sword light.

The thing that looked like a sword light was actually a one-horned python flying out.

The flying sword of the spirit snake!

This is the strongest spiritual seal of the unicorn python, which resembles the legendary flying sword that killed people a hundred steps away.

"Good come!"

The fierce general was not surprised but happy, as if he was waiting for this moment.

Over the past three years, he finally had the chance to take action to deal with the shot he practiced hard to deal with the unicorn python.

A little cold light arrives first, and then the gun comes out like a dragon!

The powerful shot was a bit like the eighteen dragon-subduing palms, which made the sound of a dragon roar.

The roar of the dragon covered the screams of the one-horned python.

The fat man didn't see clearly how the powerful general used the shot. He only knew that the powerful general was definitely the representative of the power-type spirit.

The shot that was like an ice dragon roared through the hardest head of the unicorn python.

The fierce general was like a bamboo stick passing through the mutton skewers, holding the pocket-horned python in the air in his hand.

Then he shook his gun and shook the one-horned python and flew more than ten steps away.

No one expected that the shrinking unicorn python was not dead yet, turned into a dark line and penetrated into the lake.

The fierce general had no intention of chasing him. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, as if he had untied a knot in his heart.

In that state, his whole body underwent a subtle change.

There is a saying among high-level spiritualists: Practice strength but not mind, and it will be overwhelming until you are old.

At a certain level, the spiritists improve not only their spiritual power, but also their state of mind.

The state of mind is related to the great way pursued by the spiritists.

That kind of spiritual way can be understood but not expressed in words.

The fierce general returned to his hometown today, just for one thing: behead the python and prove the truth!

He did it.

In a sense, the fierce and violent one-horned python escaped was even better than the sudden death on the spot. One shot of one man defeated the one-horned python, making him feel afraid and ran away in a hurry, which is of great benefit to the mental state of the fierce brother.

After a long time, the fierce general opened his eyes from that mysterious state and waved the silver spear in his hand again.

Bang!

A ball of guns the size of an egg tore the air and blasted into the lake.

The man in white who was surfing in the distance smiled.

He knew that the brave general had untied the knot that had been bothering him for three years and finally broke through.

The sixth grade!

Spiritual Gang is released!

After the fierce general broke through, his spiritual power seemed to have returned to full value, and he fired eight consecutive guns, trying to force out the unicorn python hidden under the water.

However, his attack was like a mud cow entering the sea.

The fierce general scratched his head: "My spiritual energy is not enough, and I can't blow out that evil beast. Come and try it."

The man in white shook his head: "It's useless. Is this lake big or small? That evil beast hides at the bottom of the lake with a strong heart. My palm-cutting force into the water will be greatly reduced. You can solve your knot in your heart by yourself, and fight with it for another 800 rounds."

The fierce general smiled: "Not every water-based spirit person is proficient in water. A land duck like me, if you get into the water, you will send a sheep into the tiger's mouth. Forget it, that evil beast has been fatal gunshot wounds. Let's let it survive for a day or two, and the body will float out sooner or later."

The man in white stopped talking and looked at a huge tree with dense branches and leaves in the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

After being swept by his spiritual pressure, the man on the tree stopped hiding and walked over with great swagger.

The fierce general and the white-clothed brother saw a fat black man wearing cheap wild boar leather armor and a sexy pink Qiankun bag hanging around his waist.

The fat man also looked at the two of them and asked seriously: "Do you want to bully me?"

Brother Bai was amused by the fat man: "For the first time we met, we have no grudges or grudges. Why am I bullying you?"

The fat man asked again: "Why don't you chase that big python?"

Brother Bai's smile remained unabated: "We are not good at fighting, you can do it."

"Oh, then I'm not polite."

The fat man said he was not polite, but he was really not polite.
Chapter completed!