In the distance, Jiang Xinlan's nonchalant voice came from far away.
"Okay, tell me, how can I become stronger?"
"If you can make me stronger, strong enough to protect my family."
"I'll take your word for it."
Jiang Xinlan's voice was light, but revealed a firmness.
"Okay, that's what you said."
Feng Yu laughed.
"As for this secret...it's actually very simple. When you've mastered your spear skills to perfection and are able to annihilate this clone of mine, then you'll have achieved mastery of the spear."
Feng Yu curled his lips and smiled faintly.
"Ah? It's that simple?"
Jiang Xinlan was a little surprised when she heard this.
"Simple?" Feng Yu stretched out his hand and flicked Jiang Xinlan's head in the air.
"You little bitch, you are too arrogant, aren't you?"
"You don't think that my title as the first ancient war god is false, do you?"
Feng Yu laughed a little.
What should he do? It seems like he underestimated this little girl.
Was it because she acted too serious that she felt weak?
But……
That's just his nature.
Besides, he didn't want to be like his icy apprentice Ming Ye, who married a wife and placed her in the divine realm. He obviously liked her, but he couldn't express it. In the end, he had to go through many twists and turns and had a long journey to pursue his wife before he finally got married.
Among so many disciples of the God of War, only that guy looks cold and not cute at all.
Feng Yu thought to himself, thinking of his apprentice, and couldn't help but complain secretly.
“clang!”
In contrast to his distraction, Jiang Xinlan did not hesitate at all. She swung her spear like a dragon and struck Feng Yu in the face.
"Hey, hey, hey, little girl, do you have to be so cruel?"
"My face was once very popular in the three realms. If it were ruined by you, it would chill the hearts of many fairies."
Feng Yu was making a fuss, but he gently stretched out two fingers and gently pinched the tip of Jiang Xinlan's gun.
With a slight flick of her finger, the spear in Jiang Xinlan's hand suddenly slipped out of her hand. She took several steps back before releasing all her strength.
She looked up in shock, a look of bewilderment on her face.
"you……"
How is that possible?
She couldn't even resist the two fingers of this phantom.
The ancient god of war, is this terrifying?
"Humph, you little bastard, now you know how terrifying I am, right?"
"You'll never underestimate me."
Feng Yu snorted lightly.
Seeing the shock on Jiang Xinlan's face, he expressed satisfaction.
"Hmph, come again!"
Jiang Xinlan doesn't believe in evil.
This time, she directly used the Thirteen Domineering Guns.
Perform eight moves in succession.
The power of the spear increased dramatically.
"Huh? Using the technique I created to swing my spine... Hey, hey, don't do it to my face."
Before Feng Yu could finish his reflection, Jiang Xinlan came at him with her spear.
Feng Yu couldn't help but turn his head to dodge.
Snapped his fingers again.
The spear flew up in response.
"Stinky girl, the Thirteen Guns of Domination are not as weak as you."
"You are holding my spine and using the technique I created, but please do not slander my reputation."
"Open your eyes and watch carefully, this shot will be very cool!"
Feng Yu stood in the air, and with a slight wave of his white hand, the Ruyi Red Tassel Spear flew back instantly. The gunshot rang out, like a cry of joy.
The artifact has spirit.
In particular, this artifact was made from his spine.
Jiang Xinlan flew backwards dozens of steps. She looked up, with horror and solemnity in her eyes.
With the Ruyi Red Tassel Spear in his hand, Feng Yu waved it casually, creating a beautiful spear flower.
One shot breaks armor and shakes the universe; two shots dance like a dragon and sweep away the wind and clouds.
Three shots break the air like thunder, four shots cry like phoenix and break the sky.
Five guns are like rainbows piercing the sun, and six guns are like flames burning mountains and rivers.
Seven shots freeze the snow for thousands of miles, eight shots raise the wind and turn the sea into waves.
Nine guns shatter the stars in the void, ten guns set the moon and illuminate the world.
The eleventh shot shakes the world, the twelfth shot frightens ghosts and gods.
The ultimate shot changes the world, the domineering thirteen shots are boundless!
Feng Yu held the gun in one hand in the air and danced casually. The thirteen domineering spear techniques came out of his mouth casually, with a unique laziness and dominance of Mo Ning.
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