"The Jun family's "Overlord Gun" really deserves its reputation!"

Zhuge Chunqiu listened to the snow heavy sword in his hand and pointed obliquely at the earth, looking at the gentleman Jiandao.

"The young master of Xingchen Pavilion is really good at his sword skills, and the old man has lived in vain for decades!"

The gentleman broke the soul spear and pointed obliquely at the sky, stunned.

"However, people live for a lifetime, do something, do something, come on!"

Luo Zijian looked at Zhuge with an indifferent face, and he could not tolerate anyone, and a touch of determination flashed in his eyes, the Jun family's "Overlord Gun" will not allow anyone to underestimate it, and all those who underestimate it will be punished as they deserve.

"Okay! Let me also have a good look at the Jun family's stunt "Overlord Gun", which was passed down from the Overlord of Western Chu, to be as invincible as the legend!"

Zhuge Spring and Autumn is also full of battles at the moment, and for a warrior, it is so exciting to meet an evenly matched opponent.

"Wow!"

The Soul Breaking Spear in Luo Zijian's hand lit a spark on the ground and rushed towards Zhuge Chunqiu.

"Poof!"

Zhuge Chunqiu was willing to show weakness, kicked his feet on the ground, pointed the long sword in his hand at Jun Zijian, and his body swept towards him.

"Zheng!"

The two struck each other with swords, making a crisp buzzing sound, and then quickly slapped a palm at each other, separated their bodies, and each took a step back.

Luo Zijian turned the spear in his hand, and his moves changed, flying up and down like a swimming dragon, and the onlookers felt that his figure was protected by the shadow of the gun in the sky.

Zhuge Chunqiu is still not slow, a set of flowing water swordsmanship was used by him to listen to the snow sword, not slow, making people feel that he is not competing with others, but dancing with a sword.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The two of them are fast, one is slow, one is attacking and one is defending, as if they have been rehearsed a long time ago, you come and go, the fight is so lively, and the hum of guns and swords is endless.

Seeing that he had made meritorious contributions for a long time, Jun Zijian was quite anxious in his heart, he knew his own situation, after using the horse pistol at the beginning, his strength could only play eighty percent, with the fierce fight between the two, although he could still do it freely, but mentally it was more and more unsustainable.

After all, he is old, and his spirit is not as good as that of a young man, and it is okay to explode in a short time. The protracted battle gradually felt a little powerless.

"Zheng!"

Another spear and sword strike, the two figures separated again, the difference from before, Zhuge Chunqiu still looked indifferent, his face was calm, on the other hand, Jun Zijian, took a few steps back, and when he stood firmly, he only heard him breathing heavily, his face was slightly pale, and beads of sweat were left from his forehead.

"Overlord Gun is nothing more than that!"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Jun with a smile on his face

Zijian, although he was amazed in his heart that Jun's "Overlord Gun" was exquisite and domineering, he did not show it, but instead exported sarcasm.

"You! The old man fought with you!"

Jun Zijian's hand broke the soul gun tightly, and rushed towards Zhuge Chunqiu.

Overlord Fury, he actually used the forbidden technique Overlord Fury in "Overlord Gun", a completely desperate method.

There were once people who were angry, and the overlord was angry, and he was slaughtered for thousands of miles.

After using this method, at the cost of burning the essence and spirit of the whole body, he exerted his strength at the peak, and in addition, everyone who used the overlord's anger was a disciple who put life and death on the line, attacking and not defending, and moving forward, even if there was a big mountain in front of him, he would not retreat at all.

On the contrary, it is more in line with the mystery of "Overlord Gun", overlord, domineering.

It can be said that the person who uses the overlord's anger will be the most glorious moment of his life, and in this time period, he is the rebirth of the overlord of Western Chu and is invincible.

Retreat! Retreat!

Jun Zijian's sudden change made Zhuge Chunqiu retreat again and again, and at this moment, he felt that the person in front of him was like a god of war.

Retreat, there is no retreat, there is no retreat, there is no way to avoid, there is no way to avoid!

It can really be said that it was thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, and for a time Zhuge Chunqiu was forced by Junzijian to be embarrassed, and there was danger.

"You want to fight! I'll fight! I'm afraid that you won't succeed!"

Being forced into such a situation, he was also angry, and the blade of the sword turned and no longer dodged.

There is no superfluous fancy, Zhuge Chunqiu has a straight move and a straight line, and the two of them actually have the potential to become a needle against Maimang.

"Sword Thirteen Styles!"

Jian Wuxian exclaimed, he couldn't imagine that the third brother would choose to use the sword family's family swordsmanship "Sword Thirteen Styles" to fight hard with the other party at this time of life and death, so as to attack against attack.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The two of them made one move faster than another, the guns and swords intersected, and the buzzing sound was deafening and endless.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for nearly 100 moves.

"Zheng!"

Jun Zijian repelled Zhuge Chunqiu with one shot, and did not pursue, standing in place, the tip of the soul breaking spear in his hand pointed directly at Zhuge Chunqiu.

"Poof!"

Zhuge Chunqiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the feeling of depression in his chest finally disappeared.

"Junior, how is my Jun's "Overlord Gun"?"

Jun Zijian looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with contempt, obviously, he was still worried about Zhuge Chunqiu's slander of "Overlord Gun", and he was willing to give up the best time to pursue, and he also asked Zhuge Chunqiu to take back Fang Cai's words in person.

"Overlord Gun is nothing but Erer!"

Zhuge Chunqiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Junzi Jiandao with an indifferent face.

"Okay, okay! I'm going to see if it's your hard mouth, or your skills!"

Junzi Jian was extremely angry, and he couldn't imagine that at this moment, the other party was still unwilling to retract his slanderous words about "Overlord Gun".

"Zheng!Zheng!"

Jun Zijian was at his peak at the moment because of the anger of the overlord, and he shot with anger, and his power should not be underestimated.

Every time the spear and sword struck each other, the injuries on Zhuge Chunqiu's body increased by one point, and the blood marks on the corners of his mouth increased.

"Overlord Gun, how?"

Pushing Zhuge Chunqiu back again, Junzi Jian interrupted the soul gun and pointed directly at Zhuge Chunqiu's eyebrows, and said loudly.

"But Erl!"

Zhuge Chunqiu didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Junzi Jiandao indifferently, as if he was not the one who was injured.

"Brother Chunqiu!"

At this moment, Dongfang Yiren was already in tears, if it weren't for Zhuge Chunqiu's refusal to let people help. This is a duel between him and Jun Zijian, Dongfang Yiren has already ordered it, I'm afraid it will be

Jun Zijian couldn't escape the fate of the knife and the corpse as he tried his best.

"I really thought the old man wouldn't dare to kill you!"

Jun Zijian looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with an angry face, this kid is really too ignorant.

"Dare! How dare not! Didn't the seniors always want to kill the kid and then be fast? It's just that you can't kill it, it's not a verbal effort!"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Jun Zijian with a serious face, and seemed to be extremely in agreement with his words.

"Look for death!"

Jun Zijian swears that he has never met such a person in his life, is it so difficult to admit that he was wrong?

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng"

Every time the two guns and swords intersected, Zhuge Chunqiu

His face turned pale. (To be continued.) )