A soldier from Beiliang, who doesn't know the Beiliang knife technique.

The Beiliang saber method of warfare, fierce and domineering, was created by the former military master Ye Fan, and later modified by Ningbei to popularize the whole army, which belongs to the feudal marquis-level knife method!

That's right, a top-level sword technique at the feudal level can be learned by everyone in the Beiliang Army.

Unleash it with a cool knife, and it is extremely powerful!

Han Li was extremely surprised: "Thank you Ning Shao!" ”

Ning Bei chuckled, and could see that Han would immediately break through to the warrior level.

But Ning Cangyan walked out of the bedroom, holding the rubbing book of the 'Crazy Gun', and kept looking at it carefully.

"Fourth uncle, why did you get up?" Ning Bei was stunned.

Ning Cangyan has been hiding in Los Angeles for all these years, and under the control of his own hidden disease, he has abandoned himself.

Otherwise, in more than ten years, Ning Cangyan would be able to cultivate with his eyes closed, and he would be able to reach the level of a general.

Experiencing the black market made Ning Cangyan realize that he had been abandoned for too long, and his current strength was no longer enough to protect himself.

He's going to have to learn how to shoot wildly.

Ning Cangyan spoke: "It's all skin trauma, it's not a big deal, the fourth uncle is not so delicate, I saw an iron gun in your living room, I wanted to use it to practice marksmanship, but I didn't expect it to be so heavy." ”

"This is the weapon of the owner of the mad gun, weighing two hundred and twenty-three pounds!" Yuan Tianfeng was slightly helpless.

I saw a long spear standing in the living room, the whole body was jet black, the tentacles were cold, the tip of the spear was sharp, and it flashed with a faint and cold light!

This black spear, after thousands of years, has not produced a trace of rust!

It's definitely a miracle weapon!

Ning Bei glanced at it and chuckled: "The forging material should be added with dark iron, which is stainless for thousands of years, not rotten for ten thousand years, extremely hard, and sharpened like mud!" ”

A few people were chatting.

Ning Bei walked like a tiger, entered the living room, and easily pulled out this spear.

Three small characters are engraved on it.

Gentian gun!

Ning Bei held the spear, his hand was cold, although the spear was heavy, he could faintly feel that the spear had drunk the blood of the enemy, and it contained an amazing murderous aura!

"Good gun!"

Ning Bei praised softly, and said: "This gun is comparable to the cold gun in the hands of the fourth child!" ”

"Xin Laosi had a cold gun, he was alone in the eastern capital, and the southern country he killed was chilling, which was comparable to the cold robbery, the owner of this gun, the tomb owner did not seem to be good at stubble during his lifetime."

Yuan Tianfeng smacked his lips slightly.

The owner of that tomb, who commanded the three armies of the Northern Song Dynasty during his lifetime, confronted the Great Liao, of course, is not a good stubble!

Ning Bei chuckled with a gun: "This gentian gun has been silent for too long, and it needs blood to open it in order to stimulate its power." ”

After saying that, Yuan Tianfeng ran faster than a rabbit.

I'm afraid that Ningbei will use him as a sacrificial gun!

Ning Bei smiled dumbly, he had seen the ancient martial art of 'Crazy Gun' before.

He chuckled: "Fourth uncle, I'll use a crazy gun, come and see!" ”

"Good!" There was a bit of expectation in Ning Cangyan's eyes.

With the strength of Ning Bei, he will definitely be able to reproduce the power of ancient martial arts.

At this moment, Ning Bei came to the small courtyard, the white clothes were spotless, and the thin body stood between heaven and earth, indifferently and calmly, but a majestic atmosphere quietly emanated.

The next second, he moved!

Ning Bei held the gentian gun in his hand, and when the gun was released, it was like a black dragon going out to sea, and the gun's intent was pervasive, making Yuan Tianfeng's scalp at the door numb.

He knew that this was the true strength of King Ningbei!

"The first part of the crazy gun, the true meaning should be the madness in the gun, there are nine styles, each style has seven moves, and there are many changes!"

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly, and the gun in his hand had already moved.

If the gun is crazy, nothing in the world can be broken!

The spear moved, and hundreds of afterimages appeared in the sky.

I saw the villa gate, the stainless steel door, and hundreds of rounded holes appeared in a breathing room.

All pierced by gentian guns!

This is the attack of Ningbei.

Such a dense attack made Yuan Tianfeng at the door, and his soul almost frightened away, and he almost thought that Ning Bei was going to use him as a sacrificial gun.