Luo Chongyang glanced at the black spear, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter, almost bent over without laughing.

Just because of such a black spear, I want to block my own light sword?

Not only him, but even the people off the court were amused by Zhuo Wushuang.

Any magic weapon can be seen from its appearance alone. This black spear has no inscriptions on its body, nor is it sharp, nor does it have that intimidating momentum. Looking horizontally and vertically, it is a spear that a child uses to juggle... Let's call it a spear.

Now Zhuo Wushuang wants to use such a weapon to resist Luo Chongyang's Yingguang Sword, how could he not find it funny?

Zhuo Wushuang felt so embarrassed when he was ridiculed by thousands of people, and couldn't help but look at Ye Xiong in the audience.

Ye Xiong still looked calm and gentle, with a firm chest and feet, and was not worried at all.

"Since I joined the Heavenly Dao, so many people laughed at each thing the Pavilion Master did at first, but in the end they were all stunned and conquered by his means. Since he said that this gun could defend the Yingguangsword, it would be fine."

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wushuang was immediately full of confidence.

"Zhuo Wushuang, you are a prince with a noble status. Unexpectedly, you become more and more confused as you become. Not only did you join the Tiandao Pavilion, but you also took such a long spear... Is this a gun? You can use it when he asks you to use this thing. Are you sucking your brain?" Luo Chongyang laughed.

"Did you have a brain twitch? I will only know after you beat me." Zhuo Wushuang snorted coldly.

"Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being polite."

Luo Chongyang flew up, and the long sword in his hand slashed out a sharp sword light, with the power to cut off everything, and attacked Zhuo Wushuang fiercely.

Zhuo Wushuang raised his gun and greeted him, and the two weapons collided in an instant.

bite!

The weapon collided, and the scene of the gun being cut off did not happen. The two of them were shaken away by powerful fluctuations at the same time.

Zhuo Wushuang's first reaction was to look at the black gun in his hand. Seeing that there was no trace of the sword on it, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Luo Chongyang, it seems that your Yingguangsword is not good either. Even my broken gun can be cut."

Luo Chongyang was very shocked, his eyes fell on his sword, and his face suddenly changed.

I saw that the middle position of my sword was sunken, and the sharp blade became much more dull.

"What weapon are you?" he couldn't help asking.

"Didn't you just say that I'm a broken gun, the worst broken gun."

Zhuo Wushuang had a magic weapon in his hand, and his momentum suddenly increased. His vitality was injected into the black gun. The man and the gun were united and rushed out.

Luo Chongyang raised his sword and greeted him, and the two fought again in the air.

The two of them rarely use spells, all of them use moves, and the sky was filled with swords and spears, which was so fast that it was dazzling.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding.

The sound of weapons colliding sounded, and the two of them split and merged suddenly, and the action was so fast that it was hard to see clearly.

Everyone off the field was attracted by the attacks of these two people and said they were wonderful.

The Lords of the Five Pavilions were attracted by the weapons in Zhuo Wushuang's hands and discussed them one after another.

"Brother Nanshan, do you see what kind of magic weapon in Zhuo Wushuang's hand is?" Jiang Zhiwei asked in a low voice.

Jian Nanshan shook his head, angry and jealous: "I have never heard of such a magic weapon. Where did this guy get this strange weapon?"

"The Yingguang Saber is a famous divine weapon in the Western Star Domain. There are not many weapons that can withstand its attacks. They are all famous divine weapons. I have never heard of any spear that can withstand it." Jiang Zhiwei didn't understand either.

"There are not many weapons that can withstand the Yingguangsaber, and there are very few guns. As far as I know, the dragon-bearded gun in the hand of Zhao Dongba, who was called the Gun God thousands of years ago, can block the Yingguangsaber, and I have never heard of this black spear."

"How domineering and majestic the Dragon Beard Gun is? How can this ugly thing compare to it?"

"The Dragon Bearded Gun disappeared thousands of years ago with Zhao Dongba, and now I don't know where it is."

The two of them discussed and were all guessing, but after guessing, they couldn't figure out the source of the black gun.

At this moment, the battle between the two on the field was almost intensifying.

The people who were still mocking Zhuo Wushuang at first were completely speechless now because they found that Zhuo Wushuang's black spear had steadily suppressed Luo Chongyang's Yingguang Sword in the confrontation. If the black spear was not too pure and not sharp enough, Luo Chongyang might have been defeated.

Zhuo Wushuang became more and more courageous as he fought. The depression of being cut off the gun just now completely erupted, and his momentum rose in waves.

"Luo Chongyang, take a shot from me and penetrate the Japanese style."

Zhuo Wushuang's aura climbed to the top, and the black gun in his hand seemed to feel his fighting spirit, and suddenly buzzed, like life, shaking constantly.

It is self-shaking.

"This is……"

Zhuo Wushuang was startled and looked at the shaking spear with confusion.

Not only him, but even Luo Chongyang, thousands of disciples, six pavilions, and even Nangong Han, were attracted by the inexplicable shaking black gun.

The black gun stopped in the air independently, and after more than ten seconds of shaking, it suddenly exploded.

That's right, it exploded and the body surface was split.

The next moment, accompanied by a sound of dragon roar, the whole body wrapped in it was shiny, the spear head was engraved with a dragon head totem, and the spear tip was completely exposed to everyone with three wisps of black long beard.

"Dragon Beard Gun..." Zhuo Wushuang was incomparable shock.

The people off the court were completely stunned.

The Dragon-bearded Gun is the dream of almost every gun-type monk, representing the peak of gun-type weapons and has never been surpassed.

Zhuo Wushuang dreamed that one day he could see the power of the dragon beard gun.

Seven thousand years ago, Dragon Beard Spear disappeared with Zhao Dongba, and his whereabouts are still unknown. He never expected that it would fall into his hands inadvertently.

Why is its body surface covered with such an ugly coat?

How could he know that in the seven thousand years of war, in order to hide his strength, Zhao Dongba deliberately wrapped his famous weapon in the outer skin, and then disguised himself, thinking that he could kill him while the Five Elements Venerable was not paying attention. But he knew that he was discovered by the Five Elements Venerable and died before he even used the Dragon-bearded Gun, so he had this ugly black gun.

Nothing knows about this.

The dragon-bearded gun broke out of its shell and immediately let out a domineering sound.

The fighting spirit that had been trapped for seven thousand years was instantly released, and the domineering aura was not comparable to ordinary weapons.

Luo Chongyang clearly felt the shining light sword in his hand trembled, and the sword soul was scared.

Zhuo Wushuang flew up and held the dragon-beard gun in his hand. When it fell down, the gun head hit the ground hard.

The earth under my feet cracked like a spider web, and even the restriction was buzzing and trembling.
Chapter completed!