Chapter 222: Who is the Gun God?
There are two new guns under Baiyun Peak, and the greasy green is fresh in the spring of Grain Rain. ---------Northern Song Dynasty Lin Bu's "Taste of Tea and Send to Yue Monk Ling Jiao"
As soon as Zhang Xiu displayed the Kuangsand Flame Spear, his confidence exploded again. A ball of tempered desert fire suddenly wrapped around the long tip of the spear. The flames almost sucked up the moisture in the surrounding air, and there was a breath of withered death. Spread like a plague.
Chen Long was deeply trapped in the situation and felt the same. The gentian silver gun continued to draw the silver wheel. As the internal energy was released, the red dragon suddenly appeared, but it swam in the opposite direction along the silver wheel. There were two round wheels, one red and one silver, endlessly. It's plump and moist, just enough to offset the aura of death coming from the opposite side. Life and death, playing in a space of ten feet.
In this secret fight, on the surface, neither of them made any move, but they made a judgment. Zhang Xiu's internal energy was constantly released to maintain the blazing flames at the tip of the gun, which consumed a lot of energy. However, Chen Long's internal energy was rounded and circulated endlessly. With the assistance of the Tuanxi Kung Fu, it was extremely easy. The people in the game felt it deeply. Zhang Xiu felt that he would not be able to hold on at first. He shouted wildly, like a thunderbolt, and took the lead to attack.
The tip of the raging sand flame spear pierced out, instantly piercing the fire, and pierced out from the center of the circle covered with flame yellow sand. The speed was as fast as a poisonous snake spitting a message. At the same time, it clamped the horse's belly, and the pure horse brought back from outside the wall The sweat-blooded horse leaped, crossing the space of about ten feet in an instant, and the spear pierced the dazzling red and silver wheel.
Chen Long's defense was in a perfect state. Zhang Xiu's spear tip held flames and forced his way in. He was immediately resisted by Chen Long's internal strength. Chen Long's inner strength was shaped like a red dragon along the gun body. It shattered instantly and turned into thousands of red light points. It reorganized into a red light shield and blocked Chen Long's body. The soldiers outside the school field only heard a heavy banging sound in their ear drums, as if a subwoofer was hitting the depths of their souls. The flames and red shields instantly lit up, burning out at the same time, revealing two bright steel spears.
Zhang Xiu's spear relied on horse power, and the tip of the spear was blocked. The horse was shocked at the same time, and the man stood up. In this way, the man stood up and took a few steps back on his hind legs, then twisted back and fell down.
As the horse stood upright, Zhang Xiu's spear slipped in his hand, and the gun was firmly held on the ground, stopping the horse from falling backwards. Just as it regained its standing position, Zhang Xiu felt a red light flash in front of his eyes, and a line of The red dragon was already in front of him, and with a sharp sound of wind, the silver gentian spear pierced Zhang Xiu's horse's neck.
The war horse that had been following Zhang Xiu for many years hissed in pain, and as the tip of the gun was pulled out, blood marked it a few meters away. Zhang Xiu turned around and dismounted, and the horse fell to the field with a roar, leaving only its four hooves twitching.
This time, the chaos on the sidelines instantly fell silent. Before everyone could react to this lightning move, Zhang Xiu's horse was lost. Chen Long did not urge Feilong, and handed the silver gun of Gentian to his left hand. The tip of the gun pointed downwards, pointing steadily at Zhang Xiu, who was standing in the field.
Zhang Xiu was horrified in his heart, knowing that he had met the most terrifying opponent in his life. Even the strongest Lu Bu he had ever seen would not defeat him with one move. He and Chen Long were both Tong Yuan's disciples, how could the gap in strength be so huge? He must have been too confident and underestimated the rebound of Chen Long's strange moves, so he sneak-attacked the war horse.
Zhang Xiu fired his spear and hissed: "General Chen, our martial arts are of the same origin, why don't you dismount and compete with a hundred birds facing the phoenix?" The implication was that he wanted to dismount and fight Chen Long on foot.
Chen Long laughed heartily, stepped on the stirrups with both feet, and landed floating on the ground without picking up a piece of dust, showing off his unparalleled lightness skills. Chen Long moved forward slowly, shortening the distance between the two. The flying dragon horse tapped its feet uneasily, as if it was impatient for Chen Long to give up the horse fight.
Chen Long finished laughing and said through the voice: "Senior brother Zhang Xiu, have master and senior sister never told you that in addition to the hundred birds facing the phoenix, I also practice master's lifelong secret skill, the Seven Detectives of Panlong." His voice was frivolous. , it is necessary to stimulate Zhang Xiu's nerves.
Zhang Xiu couldn't help but feel furious. His master actually had something to hide from him. He said angrily: "What about the Seven Coiling Dragon Detectives? I'll prove it to everyone who is the real gun king." Before he finished speaking, the Kuangsha Lieyan Gun went crazy. The push was launched to launch a desperate attack.
The flames brought by the Kuangsand Flame Gun instantly covered a space of about ten feet. This time, he shot with all his strength, and the scene was quite terrifying. The infuriating yellow sand was mixed in the flames as pervasively, and bombarded Chen Long, who was standing attentively.
Chen Long was surrounded by yellow sand flames, and the temperature soared rapidly. It was like being in a blazing desert, and the people around him could no longer be seen. Chen Long spread out his figure and shouted softly: "The dragon is at the end of the world!"
The gentian bright silver gun rotated rapidly into the sky, forming a silver tornado, blocking the high temperature of the flame. At the highest point, the majestic internal force contained in the gun body suddenly exploded. The red dragon was born in the sky, and it was the seven explorations of Panlong. The dragon in the first style is at the end of the world.
The gentian bright silver gun fell and Chen Long took it, but the tornado rotated faster and faster with the red dragon in the sky. All the surrounding flaming sand was sucked into the tornado and disappeared instantly. Zhang Xiu's attack was ineffective, and he raised his gun and attacked again. Unexpectedly, Chen Long pushed his steel spear horizontally, and used another Coiling Dragon Seven Exploration move. The fire tornado was no longer restricted to the same place, and with the force of the silver spear of Gendan, he pushed horizontally. He rushed forward in an instant and hit Zhang Xiu's spear.
Zhang Xiu was horrified and couldn't dodge. He felt the majestic force coming from the tornado that he could not withstand. He hurriedly mobilized all the remaining internal strength in his body to resist the attack of the fire tornado. Zhang Xiu was instantly submerged by the fire tornado, and he could no longer be seen by the outside world.
Zhang Xiu was in the fire tornado. The fierce wind was overwhelming the sky and the dark clouds were flashing with little flames. It was the inner power of the fire he had released. Unexpectedly, it was all sucked up by the tornado and became the driving force for the tornado's growth. .
Zhang Xiu wanted to tighten his lower body, but the fine sand in the school field slid and his body gradually became unable to stay steady. He hurriedly raised his steel gun and dug it into the ground, hoping to stabilize his body. He felt the pain of the exposed skin on his face like a knife. He resisted the force of the whirlwind, and his body gradually flew up with the wind. Only his hands were left tightly holding the gun barrel, becoming a human flagpole floating in the air.
The tornado composed of Chen Long's internal power and Zhang Xiu's internal power is no small feat. Seeing that Zhang Xiu was deeply trapped in the tornado, Chen Long urged his internal power again. It was precisely because of the inexhaustible internal power that the tornado continued.
After a long time, Chen Long's red dragon internal energy was finally on the verge of exhaustion. The tornado gradually stopped and finally dissipated, leaving only dust on the ground, blocking the sky and the sun. Zhang Xiu's men were stunned when they saw it. Many of them understood and rushed into the school grounds with the intention of rescuing their master. Suddenly, they saw a man staggering out of the dust and smoke. He was naked without a single strand of hair. There was a steel gun used as a walking stick on his face. His upper body was completely black from the smoke of fireworks, his hair had all been blown into a stick shape, and one end had been burnt to coke.
It turned out that Zhang Xiu was blown up by the strong wind. Although his figure was hung by the steel gun, all his clothes were gradually blown away. His internal strength could no longer stop the flames from corroding him, leaving him with blackheads and charcoal face. Everyone still didn't recognize their lord Zhang Xiu. Seeing that he looked very funny and he was naked, they all wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. They hurriedly took off their clothes, those who lifted the door panels, those who pulled the carriage pulled the carriage, and transported the lord. Healing, a big battle, and that's the end of it.
Zhang Xiu fell to the ground and let his men do what he wanted. Before getting into the carriage, he muttered two words to Chen Dao beside him: "Admit defeat." He passed out.
Zhang Xiu has been transported away, and everyone is looking at Chen Dao eagerly to see how the lord handles the embarrassing situation in front of him. Chen Long turned around to stop the cheers of his bodyguards behind him, glanced sideways at Chen Dao, and asked, "Uncle Zhi, what will your lord say? According to the agreement, Wancheng should be merged into Jingzhou."
Chen Dao suddenly stepped forward, silent, his eyes flashing, as if he was hesitating about how to end the situation. Only he could hear clearly what Zhang Xiu said just now about admitting defeat, but he was unwilling to do so.
As the saying goes, it is joy to see a hunter. Chen Shuzhi has used guns throughout his life and has achieved countless victories. Now that he suddenly met a gun master like Chen Long, he was naturally itchy and unbearable. Ying Yang pecked at the gun and suddenly raised it, pointed at Chen Long and said: "My lord said, surrender at this moment, he is not convinced. It's not that his shooting skills are not as good as yours, but that you used trickery to steal my lord's inner strength, so he was accidentally killed by this powerful man." Injured by a fire tornado."
"My Lord said, as long as both of you and I use no internal strength and beat me, Chen Shuzhi, in moves, I, Wancheng, will surrender the entire army and merge with Jingzhou. I will never break my promise."
As soon as these words came out, Tong Feifei behind him became furious and sneered: "What a Zhang Xiu and Chen Dao, they refuse to admit defeat. How shameless!" Chen Dao had something in his heart and did not dare to reply. He just looked at Chen Long and said "If Chen Zhoumu does not dare to agree, my lord will give you a thousand taels of silver to cover Zhoumu's travel expenses here. I will send you all out of the city here."
Chen Long smiled and looked at this general who would be as famous as Zhao Yun in later generations, thinking that in today's battle between me and Zhang Xiu, the Spear King, it turned out that there was a third party involved. From where the gentian's silver spear rose, Chen Long once again mounted the white flying dragon horse and shouted: "Uncle Chen! I won't use my inner strength today. If I can't defeat you, I'm willing to withdraw from the world hegemony. What if I defeat you?" "
Chen Dao gritted his teeth, mounted his white horse, and shouted: "If I don't win, I am willing to follow Zhang Xiu and surrender, and become a pawn in your tent! I will do whatever you want me to do!"
Chen Long shouted: "A gentleman's word, a whip for a fast horse!" Before he finished speaking, the two white horses started at high speed at the same time, and the two silver spears fiercely clashed together in the middle of the school field.
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
