The Fifty-Ninth Chapter of the Great Responsibility of the People

"Boom!"

The gigantic Earth Flame Wolf King fell from mid-air, his limbs collapsed, his athlete's foot fire dissipated, and there was a grape-sized hole in his forehead, and blood and brains flowed down immediately.

Low-rank seven beasts, die!

Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang, who came out to help Jun Changxiao with their swords drawn, stood there dumbfounded, horrified.

Su Xiaomo also opened her mouth.

What did they see?

They saw that the moment the Earth Flame Wolf King rushed towards the Sect Master, the silver-colored hidden weapon slammed out a stream of light, piercing the guy's forehead at an extremely fast speed.

How fast?

It's coming, they can't catch it with the naked eye, what kind of hidden weapon is in the streamer!

"Don't... don't be in a daze, come and help me..." came the voice of Jun Changxiao.

The three of them regained their senses, looked at the grass in the distance, and saw the Sect Master lying inside, his arms raised high, the hidden weapon he was holding was smoking, and the whole person seemed to be stiff.

Can it be stiff.

A shot was fired, producing a strong recoil, which directly bounced him four or five meters away, and the arm holding the gun was shaken unconscious.

Is this a pistol or a rocket launcher?

Tucao returns to Tucao, Jun Changxiao is still painful and happy.

A pistol can kill a beast that is comparable to a seventh-rank martial artist. In the future, if you will practice a fart, you can go straight to the rivers and lakes with a gun!

"Lighten up!"

"Oh, my little tender waist..."

Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo carefully helped Jun Changxiao up, but their arms were still straight, and it seemed that they needed some time to recover.

Lu Qianqian walked to the body of the Diyan Wolf King, pierced his chest, and a fiery crystal nucleus rolled out. In terms of size and color, it was obviously much taller than the Diyan Wolf.

"Master, do you want a crystal nucleus?"

"want!"

...

Jun Changxiao kept the shooting position and was carried back to the school. It was not until he rested for a long time that the stiff muscles relaxed and collapsed: "This recoil is too strong!"

The system said: "Strictly speaking, the host's physical body is too bad."

Jun Chang smiled and said speechlessly: "This is just a pistol. The bullets fired are similar to artillery shells. Who can stand such a big recoil!"

The system explained: "The magic-modified Desert Eagle, blessed by the core of Gaowu's world, has exceeded the scope of the host's former world pistol."

Jun Changxiao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I want to refresh a magic-modified rocket launcher. Is the power comparable to a nuclear bomb?"

"This...it's hard to say." The system said.

Jun Changxiao ignored it, hurriedly opened the purchased panel, and found that the magic change, the Desert Eagle was gray, and the purchase time was 2 months.

"If you don't limit the purchase, buy one for the disciples, who will use what swords for fights."

...

"Hidden weapon shot to death the low-rank seven-rank Fire Wolf King?"

"Senior Brother Su, what kind of hidden weapon does the sect master use? It's so powerful!"

On the martial arts field, many disciples surrounded Su Xiaomo, scrambling to ask about the previous events.

"Cough cough."

Su Xiaomo stepped on the stone with one foot, took a gun-shooting posture, and said, "The hidden weapon used by the head is called a gun."

"gun?"

"It's not the long weapon we used, it's a hidden weapon the size of... a slingshot, and then it shot the Earth Flame Wolf King to death."

Don't look at Su Xiaomo's eloquent words, remembering that he had put one eye on the hole of the gun before, and his back suddenly felt cool.

Omg.

I got past it.

If there is an accident, the head must not bloom?

"The head is too powerful!"

After the disciples understood the reason, their eyes became more intensely worshipped.

If the system has the data of worship value, at this time, their worship of the Sect Master would have exceeded 10,000.

In Qingyang City, they pointed everyone.

The grievances and grievances slashed the arm of the elders of Lingquan Sect.

With the power of one person, Heifengzhai wiped out more than 200 thieves.

Now, with only a hidden weapon, he can kill the Earth Flame Wolf King who is comparable to a seventh-rank martial artist.

For everything Jun Changxiao did, for the disciples, they could only look up and worship, and more importantly, the sect master had not yet stepped into the martial arts!

...

the next day.

Jun Changxiao successively distributed tasks to the disciples who had never done it, and asked them to go to Qingyang Village to complete them, and then began to immerse themselves in cultivation.

With the Desert Eagle in hand, although it is safe and worry-free, the recoil is too great. If you want to control it perfectly, you must improve your cultivation and physical strength as soon as possible.

"Ding!"

"The host consumes 20 contribution points and gets a muscle building room × 1, which has been transported to the space ring."

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Value: 54/100."

Jun Changxiao came to the side room, took out a tent similar to wild camping, and placed it in front of the strength test machine.

The muscle building room is an auxiliary item for tempering the physical body. Although it will not improve the martial arts realm, it can improve the strength of the muscles.

At first, Jun Changxiao didn't plan to buy it. After all, the 20-point contribution value is a bit expensive, but he couldn't bear the recoil of the Desert Eagle. He realized that his physique was too weak, and it was a bit slow to shape it by Yi Jinjing alone.

"call!"

He let out a breath, opened the door of the muscle building room and got in.

The space inside is not large, just enough to accommodate one person, and the walls are all soft cushions, which is very comfortable to lie in.

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Is it possible to temper the body during the massage? It seems a bit interesting."

Close the door, start.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!"

The muscle building room suddenly trembled, and a dull sound of boxing could be vaguely heard, accompanied by screams of 'ah' and 'ah'.

Inside, Jun Changxiao was squeezed into a narrow space, and the soft cushion turned into a hammer head for all-round personal care.

Oh shit!

This muscle building room is poisonous!

stop! stop!

However, let Jun Changxiao manipulate his mind, the hammer should come, not only did not stop planning, but hit harder and harder.

The system said: "Once the muscle building room is opened, it will last for 2 hours."

"Your sister... quickly unplug the power..."

"Bam! Boom! Bam!"

"Ahhh!"

...

An hour later.

The door of the muscle building room opened on its own, and Jun Changxiao slipped out of it, his nose bruised and bruised, foaming at the mouth.

"The crappy shaping room, the crappy system..." Feeling the soreness and pain caused by the muscles all over his body, the head of Jun, who was lying on the ground, looked unlovable.

The system said: "Heaven has a great responsibility for the people of this country, and they must first suffer from their will and work their muscles and bones."

"Go away..." Jun Changxiao said weakly.

Although the muscle building room was a bit brutal, after a night of rest, his waist and legs were not sore, and his muscles were much stronger than yesterday.

Jun Changxiao said in surprise: "Is it effective so quickly?"

Before I came to the strength test machine, I punched it, and the strength displayed was 1900 pounds.

He tested it yesterday, and the strength was 1,850 jin. Yesterday, the 2-hour exercise actually increased by 50 jin. The effect is still very significant.

continue!

Opening the door of the shaping room, Jun Changxiao got in again, and after being abused for 2 hours, he slipped out like mud.

the next day.

After the pain subsided, I was refreshed and my muscles were stronger.

"Master."

At this moment, Xiao Xunji walked over with his head down and said, "I have already comprehended the Yi Jin Jing."

"This is a good thing, why are you frowning?" Jun Chang smiled.

Xiao Xunji said bitterly: "I didn't gather any spiritual power from the intake of one night. It seems that I am destined to be unable to cultivate again in this life."

Jun Changxiao wanted to comfort, but suddenly a flash of inspiration said: "Come, come, this seat will take you to practice."

Saying that, he led him to the muscle building room.

"Go in."

"Oh."

Xiao Xunji lay down and said stupidly, "Sect Master, is this a bed?"

"Snapped."

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers, and the muscle building room suddenly trembled. The time displayed on it was - 4 hours.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."