Volume 1_Chapter 433 A Generation of Gun Kings, but That's All!

I'm!

Chu Linguang's voice was a little abrupt.

"What did you say?"

Ye Chen questioned.

"I am the captain of the No. 1 team you are looking for."

Chu Linguang said.

"Wow!"

The crowd was noisy, and countless people screamed and didn't know.

Even Ning Xuanyuan, Blood Lord Guning and others looked at Chu Linguang in disbelief.

"This is not a joke. The No. 1 team has made it clear that they want to support Ye Chen and fight against the northern border and us. If you want to play tricks on them, according to Chu Jiangbei's temper, you will definitely not be able to bear it."

Gu Ning reminded.

"pardon."

Chu Jiangbei looked at Chu Linguang and said.

"I am the captain of the No. 1 team you are looking for."

Chu Linguang is not afraid of Chu Jiangbei, and has a well-rounded way.

"boom!"

The air wave spread.

Chu Jiangbei's figure moved.

Press down on Chu Linguang with a palm.

It looked like a slap with a palm, but it was actually a spear, and the body was pressed down, swallowing mountains and rivers.

"Ok?"

Chu Linguang did not expect that Chu Jiangbei would attack suddenly.

Immediately entered the defensive state, exchanged fists and palms, and the two saw back and forth. Chu Jiangbei's two arms were like two spears, sweeping left and right, attacking layer by layer.

Chu Linguang retreated again and again.

Chu Jiangbei is worthy of being the gun king of a generation. Without a gun in his hand, it is better than having a gun. The human gun is one, and any blow will be enveloped by infinite gun light.

"Good marksmanship!"

Ma Hancheng couldn't help sighing when he saw it.

Although Chu Jiangbei's strength is not as good as his, he has to admit that if this round of marksmanship is pressed against him, he will be in a hurry and tired of parrying, and it will take some effort to break free from the shadow of the spear .

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Chu Linguang was able to defend with ease, and asked.

Pretending to be the captain of the No. 1 team, you are looking for death. You know how important the No. 1 team is to me. You, a brat, dare to respectfully call the No. 1 team captain.

You can get into Wangyou Cave.

Have you obtained the Wangyou Sword? "

Chu Jiangbei was furious and questioned again and again.

Chu Linguang's words sounded like a slap to the face of everyone in the No. 1 team, and he completely regarded the No. 1 team as a joke.

"I was the one who took the Wangyou Sword."

Chu Linguang said.

Seeing that Chu Jiangbei's subordinates were merciless and attacking him frantically, Chu Linguang was annoyed, but he did not back down at all. Xuanming marksmanship was unleashed, and his two arms turned into silver spears.

Two people come and go.

Gradually, Chu Linguang, who was a latecomer, began to show his advantages.

He is the trump card extraordinary powerhouse, his strength is much higher than that of Chu Jiangbei, Xuanming marksmanship, and even more extraordinary marksmanship supernatural powers, combined with a pair of piercing eyes, no matter how violent Chu Jiangbei's sudden attack is.

Chu Linguang can stand up to it.

On the contrary, he seemed to be able to do a job with ease, not embarrassed at all, and even quickly turned things around, showing an overwhelming advantage.

"If you have the ability, take away the Wangyou sword, and I, Chu Jiangbei, will leave the No. 1 team."

Chu Jiangbei was furious.

As his marksmanship was being resolved one after another by Chu Linguang, he was also a little anxious, turned his hand over, with the golden gun in his hand, and swept out with a single shot, like a giant dragon rushing out of the sea of ​​tranquility, opened its bloody mouth, and devoured Chu Linguang.

A generation of spear king Chu Jiangbei, this time for real.

"Mr. Chu, Chu Linguang despised the No. 1 team and killed Bai Yiyin and Feng Fanxi successively. He must not be spared."

Ye Chen was excited.

Chu Jiangbei finally killed Chu Linguang.

"kill him!"

Niu Sizhen danced excitedly.

"Let him speak clearly first."

Xu Wenjie persuaded.

He didn't want the No. 1 team to be used by Ye Chen, nor did he want the No. 1 team to help Ning Xuanyuan and eradicate Ye Chen.

"How many ancient martial arts masters died in Wangyou Cave, even if I was like me, I would not dare to set foot in Wangyou Cave, let alone go in and take the Wangyou Sword."

Ma Hancheng said suddenly.

What he said was undoubtedly questioning Chu Linguang and expressing doubts about Chu Linguang's strength.

And he was already on Chu Linguang's side. At this time, saying such words has more weight. Everyone feels the same, and can't help but think in their hearts, Ma Hancheng is a strong man of the Guwu family.

An existence comparable to Zhou Yubo, and perhaps even surpassing Zhou Yubo, cannot enter the Wangyou Cave and take away the Wangyou Sword.

A little Chu Linguang, why should he?

How dare you talk nonsense and take advantage of the No. 1 team? Isn't that courting death?

"Stinky boy, the marksmanship is good, give me a move to stab the moon!"

With the golden spear in his hand, he could see the majesty of the spear king at a glance. Chu Jiangbei became more and more courageous in the battle, his aura swallowed the sky, and under the cover of spear skills, Ning Xuanyuan and others had to retreat steadily, not daring to enter it to help Chu Linguang resist.

This level of battle.

Even Gu Ning felt powerless at the moment.

Only then did he realize that even though he achieved extraordinary achievements, there was still a big gap between him and Chu Jiangbei, the gun king of the first generation.

In sight, the spear swept across.

Pressing down horizontally, it seemed that Chu Linguang was pushed into a desperate situation.

But Chu Linguang frowned.

With a flip of his hand, a silver long spear appeared in his hand. Facing this turbulent attack, he seemed to present an overwhelming shot. He was fearless. The fifth style of Xuanming marksmanship swept out directly.

Gold guns and silver guns collide.

A mighty spear burst out.

Everyone burst out.

Chu Linguang straddled the front with his long spear, and Chu Jiangbei slid backwards. He seemed a bit embarrassed for a generation of spear masters. Facing Xuan Ming's marksmanship, his title of spear master seemed a bit false.

"This marksmanship is amazing, much better than that old boy who is known as the king of spears."

Ma Hancheng couldn't help admiring.

"Second uncle, can you stop talking, it's because of you that they fight."

Jin Linger complained.

"It's true that I can't enter the Wangyou Cave. If I could, I wouldn't dare to go in. If I did, I wouldn't be able to get the Wangyou Sword. I didn't lie!"

Ma Hancheng was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and wished that Chu Linguang and Chu Jiang Beidou would fight to the death, so he could also see how strong Chu Linguang was.

"Hmph, stop talking, it's disgusting."

Jin Linger was speechless.

"No one can stop my overlord marksmanship, and you, Chu Linguang, are no exception."

Chu Jiangbei was furious, and turned the golden gun in his hand. It seemed that he was not holding a spear, but a giant dragon. He jumped up, and the spear technique that fell from the sky was like the glaring eyes of King Kong. .

One shot.

The land under Chu Lin's bare feet seemed to have sunk three or four meters.

The turbulent gun light tore through, as if it could swallow everything, and tear the mortal flesh into pieces.

But Chu Linguang, who was in the storm, just shot upwards, seemingly without the blessing of marksmanship and martial arts. In fact, at this moment, Chu Linguang surged out all the extraordinary power of the trump card and condensed it on this spear.

Two shots exchanged.

deafening.

Chu Jiangbei, who fell from the sky, seemed to be able to pierce the land with a single shot, only felt a muffled groan, and turned his body in the air. When he landed, his hands holding the golden gun were trembling, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he wanted to suffocate the surging blood in one gulp.

Pooh!

But in the end, he couldn't resist the impact of the blood, spurted blood in public, and almost fell to the ground with the spear in his hand.

"A generation of gun kings, that's all!"

Chu Linguang said contemptuously.