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Bai Xiaochuan raised his Spiritual Flames Rod and blew on the black smoke with great posturing. He had a carefree look on his face, ”Sigh, I'm still not as good as I was before. I used to be able to shoot him back the moment he showed his head. ”Now the reaction is not good enough.”

The group was still in a state of shock. Bai Xiaochuan giggled as he looked at Hong Feng, ”This Senior-apprentice Brother, just now you said …”

Before he could finish, Bai Xiaowang suddenly said, ”Right in front of us, three more have to rush up!”

With a ”hualala” sound, huge waves over a hundred feet rose up from the sea. Three jagged sharks jumped out of the sea and dived towards the group of people on the boat.

At this time, a few guards reacted. He quickly lifted up the Spirit Fire Rod and fired. However, in his panic, all the shots missed.

Bai Xiaochuan gripped the Spirit Fire Rod firmly with both his hands. Without batting an eyelid, he fired three consecutive shots. The Spirit Fire Rod emitted black smoke, and the Three Fury Fire Bullets all hit the Sawtooth Shark on its forehead.

Originally, the Spiritual Fire Rod was very difficult to control for an ordinary Qi Condensation cultivator. Powerful recoil and trajectory prediction required a lot of effort.

However, to Bai Xiaochuan, this was a piece of cake. It was his old line of work. He skillfully threw out the recoil, which allowed him to quickly adjust his aiming speed. His familiarity with guns could be perfectly achieved.

bang bang bang *

Three Fury Qi Bullets accurately exploded on the Sawtooth Shark's forehead. The jagged sharks could no longer bear the pain and could only roar and return to the sea.

Bai Xiaochuan calmly said, ”Affirming is not like hanging a lock on your head.”

Everyone was immediately stirred. What kind of talent was this! How long had he been in contact with the Spirit Fire Rod, and he was already proficient to this extent. In the true sense of the term, there was no wasted effort.

But this was not the time to show off. The sea was rough and rough, with dozens of sharks' dorsal fins emerging from the sea. They swirled around the boat, churning the waves.