The Ultimate Sword Master

Everyone was stunned.

The sword...can still be used like this?

"Ouch."

Ashu shook his head, "Master has so many tricks..."

Feng Xi said nothing and picked up the wine bottle again.

Respect my junior brother for this sword!

Looking at Wei Jun who stood up again, Gu Han approached with his sword and said calmly: "How about I teach you how to use a gun?"

"What did you say!"

Wei Jun's eyes were blood red!

He was already furious. As a gun cultivator, he had been immersed in the art of guns for many years, and now... he was actually told by a sword cultivator that he was not worthy of using a gun, and yet he was asked to teach him how to use a gun?

"..."

Qianye was silent for a moment, vaguely understanding what Gu Han meant, and sighed: "I can understand your mood, but... you are a swordsman! You can't play with guns!"

Sword intent and spear intent.

It seems that there is only one word difference, but in fact it is very different!

"It doesn't matter."

Gu Han thought for a while, "I have also learned a little bit about Brother Yang's marksmanship. It is enough to deal with this kind of person!"

"..."

Qianye said helplessly: "Then you must have a gun, right?"

Gu Han paused, picked up the black sword, and gently stroked the blade, "Old man, I've wronged you."

Buzz!

The long sword trembled slightly, not aggrieved, only excited.

"..."

Qianye was completely speechless, "Aren't you bullying others?"

"Arrogant!"

"arrogant!"

"Simply arrogant!"

At this time, Du Yue and the others frowned, and their dislike for Gu Han increased.

A swordsman!

Going to teach others how to shoot?

Just like a soldier in the mortal world teaching people to gain fame...there must be a limit to insulting people!

"Die!"

Wei Jun almost lost his mind, and the tyrannical power of law went berserk in an instant. A large amount of black energy surged out of the black gun. As it circulated, it instantly turned into a hundred-foot-long black snake. The scarlet vertical pupils were full of hatred. The snake spit out its letter. , I want to swallow Gu Han completely!

boom!

Gu Han also moved!

Holding the sword with both hands, his body is full of majestic aura, and his cultivation base, blessed by the five extreme realms, is running wildly!

in mind.

The scenes of fighting side by side with Yang Ying flashed quickly, and finally they were fixed on the straight figure outside the Danta, and...the big gun that was full of cracks but still refused to break!

That is Yang Ying's pride.

It’s also Yang Ying’s gun soul!

"Brother Yang, help me."

"I'm making a name for you."

Thinking silently in his heart, he closed his eyes again, his body turned into the body of the spear, the sword turned into the tip of the spear, the man and the sword connected into a big dragon, stabbing straight at the black snake with indomitable momentum!

The gun comes out like a dragon!

Qianye cursed secretly.

Help me!

If a good swordsman is not good enough, he insists on playing tricks, and he deserves to lose!

He wasn't the only one scolding.

Xiao Ran was also scolding!

He originally wanted to see how good Gu Han's swordsmanship was, but... instead of playing with swords, he played with guns. This made him feel that things were out of control for the first time.

Suddenly.

His expression moved, as if he heard something, and his expression calmed down again.

boom!

boom!

A black snake, a big dragon, one is cunning, vicious, vicious, and the other is domineering and unparalleled, moving forward inexorably.

Everyone suddenly had an illusion.

seem……

Gu Hancai is really a gunsmith, but Wei Jun is just a scoundrel and not worthy of holding a gun at all!

"Ouch!"

The little sapling touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "It turns out that the master has two guns..."

call!

Before he finished speaking, it started to smoke again!

Feng Xi ignored the screams of the young saplings and stared at Gu Han's figure. There was something strange in her eyes, and she raised the wine bottle she had just put down again.

Congratulations to my junior brother for taking this shot!

boom!

in a blink.

The dragon and snake intersected, and under the collision of the power of law, Xiao Ran Pavilion collapsed. Even those with weaker cultivation levels kept retreating, not daring to get any closer!

"Uncle Jiao."

Jiao Qingqing blinked and looked at Jiao Cheng with a confused expression, "Master Gu...isn't he a sword cultivator?"

Jiao Cheng's old face twitched and he couldn't answer at all.

She also wanted to ask!

If you don't practice good swordsmanship properly, what kind of gun will you use!

"Can Mr. Gu win?"

Jiao Qingqing asked again subconsciously.

This time I didn't mean anything else, just out of curiosity.

"He's overconfident!"

Seeing the dragons and snakes biting each other in the field, they seemed to be evenly matched, Jiao Cheng also subconsciously said: "If he uses a sword, this person is far from his opponent, he can use a gun... Alas, if you give up what you are best at, the result may not be the same. People’s wishes…”

boom!

Before they finished speaking, the black snake and the dragon had already fought to the limit, and exploded with a force that was far stronger than before!

There was so much movement.

It instantly attracted people nearby, and even the people of Xuanyang Sect were faintly alarmed!

The smoke gradually dispersed.

Two figures were looming, one standing and the other lying down.

The one standing was Gu Han.

Although his body was a little embarrassed, there were no other injuries except for some fatigue on his face.

Lying down was Wei Jun.

A black sword was stuck in his chest, pinning him to the ground unable to move, and he was vomiting blood.

around him.

A black gun was stuck there diagonally, without any momentum at all.

Everyone was stunned!

Gu Han... won!

A swordsman who switched to guns on a whim unexpectedly defeated a prodigy who had been immersed in the art of guns for decades!

What about justice?

What about heaven?

"Uncle Jiao knows things like a god!"

Jiao Qingqing had a look of emotion on his face.

Jiaocheng:......

His old face twitched, and there was a dull pain. The old injuries were not healed, but new ones were added!

"Ahem..."

Wei Jun vomited blood and stared at Gu Han, "You... aren't you a sword cultivator? How could you..."

"I am a swordsman."

Gu Han said calmly: "I learned marksmanship from my brother. I don't have any talent. I just learned a superficial lesson!"

"who is he!"

"Yang Ying."

Gu Han thought for a while, "Compared with him, my marksmanship is nothing."

Yang Ying!

At this moment, everyone in the room remembered this name and this gun repairman they had never seen before!

A little bit of fur can defeat the Wei army.

Then the real Yang Ying... how terrifying must he be!

"I do not believe!"

Wei Jun's Taoist heart almost collapsed, "How could there be such a strong gun cultivator in this world?"

"You have a gun bone."

Gu Han thought for a while, "But he has a gun soul, so you will never understand and you will never see his shadow."

brush!

While talking.

With a move of his hand, the sword rose from the ground and fell into his hand, "You really don't deserve to hold a gun!"

brush!

With a flash of sword light, the black gun broke into two pieces, and the cut was extremely smooth!

There was a strand of Wei Jun's gun bone in the black gun, which was closely related to his life. If the gun is broken, the man will naturally be dead!

"you……"

Feeling that his foundation had been destroyed and his cultivation had fallen, Wei Jun looked desperate and said bitterly: "I swear, the Wei family will never spare you..."

Gu Han ignored him and raised his sword again.

boom!

boom!

At this time, two powerful auras approached from far to near, accompanied by two roars.

"Keep someone under the sword!"

puff!

Gu Han didn't seem to hear it, and the long sword fell instantly, nailing it between Wei Jun's eyebrows!

"Wrong shout!"

There was smoke coming from the little sapling's head, and he sighed and said, "You should be told to save people under the gun."

Feng Xi glanced at it approvingly and raised the wine bottle.

A toast to the gun but a cup for everyone!