Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

Chapter 449 Grab an apprentice, don't force me to kneel down and beg you to learn! !Amazing pra

The sunset is west of the mountain, and darkness covers the small mountain village surrounded by high mountains.

Luo Fanchen raised his eyes and glanced: "It's getting late,"

"If you have nothing to do, the boy will help Tongtong cook the fire."

The old man with a broken arm was in a hurry, the monster of the way of gun that he was thinking about was right in front of him, how could he let him go.

"Don't, don't go!"

"There is something to discuss!"

He chased after him, and dodged to stop Luo Fanchen. After hesitating with a gloomy complexion, he gritted his teeth and said, "The old man admits that the old man was talking too loudly before."

Luo Fanchen hurriedly stopped him, "sincerely and fearfully" said: "Don't, don't be like this, I still like your previous aloof look, please recover."

"Kukuku!"

The old blind man smiled unabashedly: "This kid is not a good thing, too bad, but I like it, hahaha."

The cripple shouted loudly: "The one who lacks an arm, let this kid go away with one word. What is our identity, what status, can we let the young man handle it?"

The old blind man smiled and nodded: "That's right, you can't be wronged like this! What an embarrassment!!!"

The two sang together, and the old man with the broken arm blushed.

How could he have thought that this kid could suddenly awaken a spear martial soul, this is totally unreasonable?

The old man with a broken arm gritted his teeth, remembering that terrifying and unheard-of killing gun.

Face, what is face?

Can you eat?

It is more important to pass on the mantle to others, this old man is shameless! !

"Little Ancestor Luo, it's the old man's mistake. Please do me a favor, forgive the old man, and let the old man take a good look. The only thing I have done in my life is to be obsessed with the way of guns."

The old man with a broken arm had tears in his eyes, blinking his old eyes:

"You don't want a useless old cripple at my age, kneel down and apologize."

His viscera were filled with regret: "Don't force me to kneel down and beg you!"

Seeing that Luo Fanchen was indifferent,

The old man with a broken arm knew that he had really spoken and acted inappropriately before, and that he had neglected him, so his heart sank, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly.

"Shh!"

Luo Fanchen's pupils contracted, he took a step forward, and hurriedly supported the shoulders of the old man with the broken arm with both hands, preventing him from falling.

He himself was taken aback, this old man can deal with it, it's really kneeling to apologize.

"do not……"

"You kneeling boy can't bear it."

"It's not an irony this time!"

The old man with a broken arm raised his head anxiously, "Little ancestor, are you willing to forgive me?"

Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly: "I didn't blame it, I just teased you, I never thought you were serious."

The old man with a broken arm said pitifully, "Would you like to inherit my spearmanship?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Is this something I can learn?"

You kid knows how to be angry!

The old man with a broken arm was so angry that his heart ached, and there were a few old people beside him who were not ashamed to laugh.

"When you are beaten, you must stand at attention, and if you make a mistake, you must admit it."

"Don't stop me, I won't be able to kneel for long!"

"You learn, as long as you learn, the old man will teach, without any additional conditions!!"

"Learn, boy, can't you learn!"

Luo Fanchen "bite the bullet" agreed, and the old man with the broken arm got up satisfied.

"Look what happened."

"At the beginning, when I met you on the road, I wanted to tell you that I was coming, but in the end, you just left."

The little old man with a broken arm is ashamed to face others: "Stop scolding, stop scolding..."

The old beggar snickered and murmured: "Tongtong, I'm going to learn from you Brother Luo, this kid is too thieves, he's a good boy when he gets a bargain, he won't suffer a bit from walking in the rivers and lakes."

"Humph!"

The blind girl frowned, moistened her lips like petals and said, "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, brother Luo is not a thief!"

The old beggar suddenly felt a little cold,

The little padded jacket, which has always been well-behaved and never talked back, seems to be leaking through holes.

Unable to resist the plea of ​​the old man with a broken arm, Luo Fanchen released Jiuxiao Shenshen Spear again.

"Good gun!"

"The ferocity is restrained, the evil spirit is long-lasting, and the domineering intention is enough to crush Zidian Shenxiao."

The eyes of the broken-armed old man flickered with the gun light, and the closer he observed, the more frightened he became. He had read a lot of guns all his life, but he couldn't judge the grade of this god-killing gun.

I wanted to attach the gun barrel to the broken arm,

Luo Fanchen also agreed, but God Killing Spear obviously disagreed.

"Buzz!"

The gun body moved automatically, avoiding the old man with the broken arm.

"Ok?"

"Is there a gun in the world that this old man can't handle?"

The old man with the broken arm refused to accept it, his competitive spirit was aroused, his body shook, and he released a terrifying artistic conception of the gun path, just like the emperor of the gun path, which does not allow any infringement or doubt.

Luo Fanchen was terrified, and it was difficult to associate the Gun Dao Emperor in front of him with the disabled old man who was begging someone to learn his secret skills with his nose and tears just now.

As a result, the God Killing Spear was indifferent, and even more disgusted.

The body of the gun swayed, as if to signal you not to do it, and took the initiative to hide in Luo Fanchen's dantian.

The old man with the broken arm was embarrassed, as if he was winking with a blind man, his frustration welled up in his heart.

Immediately, he became more and more sure that the gun was of high rank and scary.

"You kid..."

"It was so unexpected."

"Let's go, this old man is called passing on the unique knowledge of the gun way that you and I have mastered."

The cripple who was watching the joke couldn't laugh at this time.

Boil!

This old boy seems to have lost face, but in fact he won a heir.

What should he do? ?

Looking away from the corner of the eye, he found that the old beggar in the distance had a sad face, more annoyed than him.

call--

Fortunately, the old man is witty and planned in advance,

When the World Tournament is over, and the youngsters of the Feng family and the Huang family are defeated, we will be able to accept successors as a matter of course.

The old blind man walked over, disgusted and pushed the old man with the broken arm away:

"You rest first, I will teach Luo Xiaozi to practice the fifth exercise of the God of Heaven."

"Master the fifth form, and you can get twice the result with half the effort to practice your spear skills."

The old man with the broken arm reluctantly moved away, but stayed nearby.

He stared at Luo Fanchen fanatically, as if he were looking at a peerless uncut jade.

"Boy Luo, do you want to take a break?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Time is ticking, there are still fifteen days until the World Championship begins."

Seeing that Luo Fanchen is both talented and hardworking, all the handicapped elders nodded their heads with admiration in their eyes.

"Shh!"

A transparent white miraculous eyeball condensed on Da Can's chest, and the wheel was turning, full of aura. Luo Fanchen observed curiously, and then listened to Da Can say:

"If you practice for another 30 or [-] years, you will be able to develop this mind."

"Concentrate!"

"Shh-"

A ray of divine light shot out from the mind's eyes, submerging into Luo Fanchen's silver-patterned sky pupils between his brows, and the mysterious and cumbersome information about the fifth form was quickly received.

"You kid, let's digest it slowly. This skill took me two and a half years of hard work to be able to practice with the old man's cultivation as the soul emperor. No matter how talented your kid is, it will take ten and a half months."

The old man with a broken arm became impatient, rushed over and cursed: "Well, you despicable old bastard."

"It's only a dozen days in total, and I've learned from your crap."

"The world competition depends on your unique skills? I don't have time to learn the spear skills of this old man!"

The blind man coughed dryly: "Ahem, is this old man that kind of person?"

"Sniper skills can't be mastered overnight, it needs to be worked on slowly, don't worry."

The soul power of the broken-armed old man sealed Tongtong's ears, and breathed out a fragrance:

"I'll beat your asshole!"

The old blind man whistled, turned a deaf ear, and asked the crippled man for a drink.

"boom!"

Luo Fanchen, who had kept his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened them.

Between the brows and the sky, the light and darkness alternate, and countless runes are assembled and reorganized, shining brilliantly.

In the end, a cumbersome and special talisman was condensed, which made people look dizzy.

"???"

The old blind man was terrified and shook his head suddenly, "Damn it, can't you?"

The beggar and the cripple looked surprised, and the old man with a broken arm stopped outputting, and looked over in surprise and curiosity...