Chapter 406 Sir, times have changed! (Fifth update)
As Fang Bie's roar almost penetrated the entire Luo City with its internal force, Ning Huan in front of course would not stop.
He might have been purely cautious at first. After all, he had just revealed his important trump card and wanted to kill Shang Jiuge. What should he say?
Everyone who has seen this move of mine is dead.
But then Fang Bie appeared, and the strange and unpredictable Wei Ming swordsmanship was really one of the most terrifying martial arts that Ning Huan had ever seen. The extremely fast iron pills were extremely powerful, and there was erosion in his hands. The bone sword was okay, but with bare hands, Ning Huan really didn't have the confidence to be able to protect himself unscathed from Fang Bi's Wei Ming sword technique.
And this young man who calls himself Huashan Linghu Chong is almost at the top level among the people Ning Huan has ever seen, whether it is speed, or the internal strength and skills shown in the previous fight with him.
Even though Ning Huan had the confidence to fight the opponent, but now that he had almost exhausted all his cards and had no way of understanding the opponent, Ning Huan made a decision almost in the blink of an eye - run!
Keeping the green hills and not worrying about running out of firewood, Ning Huan chose to practice the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth to conquer Yin and Yang, not just to delay his lifespan and prevent him from dying so quickly.
There is no reason to die of old age but be killed instead.
After escaping, Fang Bie followed him without any hesitation, and showed that his Qinggong was not inferior to his own. It must be said that Ning Huan was even more afraid of Fang Bie.
At this time, Luo City was surrounded by enemies on all sides. Ning Huan originally formed an army by himself, but now that this army was defeated by Fang Bie, Ning Huan no longer had the courage to stay in Luo City.
And hearing the roar from behind, Ning Huan gave a long laugh and stood on the wall of Luo City: "Little thief Linghu." "
If you are not afraid of death, just go ahead and catch up."
Saying this, Ning Huan jumped off the city wall without hesitation, gliding in the night sky like a big red bird.
Fang Bie sighed.
He had done almost everything he had to do. There was really nothing he could do to stop Ning Huan from running away. After all, his Ashina swordsmanship was good at close range attacks, but it was still a bit unqualified to use it as a sniper rifle.
But Ning Huan must not be lost. Ning Huan must be killed. If he is not killed, then this action will not only be meaningless, but will cause endless harm.
The most important thing is that Ning Huan ran away without any injuries, which was something Fang Bie could not accept.
Of course, then again - if Ning Huan is injured, can he run away?
The answer is of course no again.
Therefore, life is originally a combination of contradictions.
When Fang Bie was thinking this, he had already jumped onto the city wall. The actual time difference between the two was only three to five seconds, but the distance gap was tens of meters away. It can only be said that he was really angry. The burst of speed produced during the surge is even more terrifying than an athlete sprinting 100 meters.
Anyway, athletes can't fly or do martial arts, can they?
Looking at the big red bird in the distance, Fang Bu pulled out another iron pipe from his back and held it in front of him to take aim.
At least this time, Ning Huan couldn't block it with the bone-eroding sword.
When young people fight, they always come fully armed.
With the technology and metallurgical technology of this era, there is no way to make a modern rifle that is sophisticated enough. However, primary firearms such as firecrackers have indeed been invented. They are preloaded, single-shot, without rifling, and have erratic ballistics. They can be said to be practical. The performance was extremely poor. At the same time, the Western infantrymen were performing performance art performances of lining up and shooting. This was because the bullets were basically Brownian motion bullets after they came out of the chamber. It was God's will to hit them wherever they could.
As a boy with a modern soul, Fang Bi's love for firearms basically runs through his soul.
In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that cannot be defeated. No matter how high the martial arts is, one shot will knock him down.
Although he has been with Sister Ping for a long time, Fang Bu gradually discovered that for the top masters in the world, muskets are actually of little use because muskets have fatal weaknesses. The first is that they are difficult to aim, and the second is that they are too slow. .
It is easy to understand that it is difficult to aim. After all, martial arts practitioners come and go like the wind. When fighting in a group and moving around, there is actually no essential difference between muskets and bows and arrows.
Of course, muskets may be faster than bows and arrows, but the strong bows and crossbows used by real martial arts masters are actually not much different from the firearms of this era.
Aiming to fire is a basic point of firearms, but in fact, aiming is basically useless against fast-moving objects.
It's like if a tiger sprints towards you at a distance of thirty meters. For the tiger's speed, thirty meters is almost two seconds. In two seconds you want to complete the action of drawing a gun, aiming and firing, it's almost The tiger's mouth has already covered your head.
For martial arts masters, they are faster than tigers.
The second fatal weakness is that the musket is too slow.
It's not that the bullets of the musket are too slow, but in a real battle, when Fang Bie and Ning Huan are fighting together, there is no chance to draw a gun and shoot the opponent. This is not a bayonet fight between two sides. I pull the bolt of the gun. One shot will kill you.
If you have the time to draw a gun, Ning Huan over there has the time to cut off your neck.
Therefore, the real time to use the musket was either in the grove behind Longmen Market. Fang Bu pretended to be defeated by the red fox, raised his hand unexpectedly, and shot the opponent's front to end the battle, because at that time Fang Bu didn't want to kill Xue Ling. Showing one's true strength in front of others and using firearms can be said to be the best way to solve the crisis.
Either it was Fang Cai, who could calmly aim while hiding in the dark, and when he saw Shang Jiuge in danger, he could directly pull the trigger to rescue him.
After all, no matter how fast people are, they are not as fast as bullets.
This is also an attempt.
As for now, Ning Huan chose to jump off the city wall that was tens of meters high. What he relied on was that his Qinggong, Feng Xu Yufeng, was good enough. He could directly float forward like gliding, so he had to take one step at a time to get down from the city wall. Looking back, I can't slow down as much as Ning Huan.
"You think you're flying in a wingsuit." Fang Bie complained quietly, then quietly raised his gun and aimed at Ning Huan in the sky under the starry night.
To be honest, I'm also pretty good at flying skeet.
The trigger is pulled, hitting the flint and emitting sparks, which immediately ignites the gunpowder in the sealed bullet. The gunpowder burns, expanding a large amount of exhaust gas in the narrow bore, and then pushes the bullet to rotate along the rifling.
Heading towards Ning Huan in the sky.
There was a loud gunshot.
Ning Huan's figure in the air froze for an instant.
"Sir, times have changed." Fang Bie complained quietly.
Then he pulled the bolt, removed the shredded paper residue from the gun chamber, and skillfully inserted another bullet into it.
"Bang!"
PS: Tomorrow, this volume will end.
Send Master Ning off on his way!
Well, no matter how many chapters there are tomorrow, it will definitely end tomorrow.
Of course - it shouldn’t be too many chapters.
Another chapter will be updated after twelve o'clock.
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