After reading my mind, my mother and my sisters went crazy

Chapter 329 The Real Tyrant 3 Shots

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, this is what you said."

Feng Yu laughed.

"As for this secret...it's actually very simple. When you have mastered your spear skills to perfection and are able to destroy my clone, then you will have mastered the spear skills."

Feng Yu curled his lips and smiled faintly.

"Huh? Is it 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 bastard, you are too arrogant, aren't you?"

"You don't think that my title of 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 made her feel weak.

but……

That's just his nature.

Besides, he didn't want to be like his icy apprentice Mingye, who married a wife and placed her in the divine realm. He obviously liked her, but he couldn't express it, and in the end he had to go through many twists and turns and had a long journey to pursue his wife before finally getting married.

Among so many disciples of the God of War, only that guy looks so cold and not cute at all.

Feng Yu thought to himself, thinking of his apprentice, and couldn't help but complain secretly.

"Qiang!"

Compared to his distraction, Jiang Xinlan did not hesitate at all, and swung her spear like a dragon, striking Feng Yu in the face.

"Hey, hey, hey, little girl, do you have to be so ruthless?"

"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 at the same time he gently stretched out two fingers and delicately pinched the tip of Jiang Xinlan's gun.

With a slight flick of her fingers, the spear in Jiang Xinlan's hand slipped out of her hand. She took several steps back before releasing all her strength.

She looked up in shock, a look of bewilderment.

"you……"

How can it be?

She couldn't even resist the two fingers of this phantom.

The ancient god of war, is this so terrifying?

"Humph, you little bastard, now you know how terrifying I am, right?"

"You'll underestimate me."

Feng Yu snorted lightly.

Seeing the shock on Jiang Xinlan's face, he expressed his 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? You're using the technique I created to swing my spine... Hey, don't do it to my face."

Before Feng Yu could finish his emotion, 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 domineering Thirteen Guns is not as weak as you."

"Take my spine and use the skills 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 buzzing sound of the gun sounded 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 shock 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 are like a dragon dancing and sweeps the wind and clouds.

Three shots break the air like thunder, four shots cry like a phoenix and break the nine heavens.

Five guns are like a rainbow piercing the sun; six guns are like flames burning mountains and rivers.

Seven shots freeze the snow for thousands of miles, eight shots stir up the wind and the sea turns violent.

Nine guns shatter the stars in the void, ten guns set the moon and illuminate the world.

The eleventh gun shot shakes the world, the twelfth gun shot scares ghosts and gods.

The ultimate shot changes the world, the domineering thirteen shots are boundless!

Feng Yu held the gun in the air with one hand and waved it casually. The domineering thirteen spear techniques came out of his mouth casually, with a unique laziness and domineering of Mo Ning.