Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Zhan Changsheng stood outside the city, waiting for only half a cup of tea, when he suddenly noticed a familiar Gengjin power coming from the city.

Zhan Long was one step ahead of him, and said, "The last living blade is indeed here, Changsheng, let's wait and see what happens."

Zhan Changsheng naturally believed him, so he stood still.

Qiongying City Gate opened slowly, and a burly figure strode out from the gate.

The smoky purple brocade gown wraps the broad shoulders, the amethyst-carved hair crown is covered with golden rubies, and the orange-red sunset light reflects the crown's brilliance.

Three slender golden long swords slowly surrounded his body, and Hu Yan came resolutely at the pace of a dragon and a tiger.

The star of black golden light circled around him three times before falling on the ground, turning into a man with an unremarkable appearance. It was Mr. Mo who had followed Hu Yanfeng for a long time and was regarded as his arm by him.Mr. Mo bowed towards the Dragon Slaying Spear, and said in a deep voice, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

The Dragon Slaying Spear suddenly rang out, suddenly resembling Huang Zhong Dalu, and the deep sound spread out wave after wave.

Mr. Mo immediately turned back into golden light, and the sharp blade less than an inch wrapped in the black golden light flew straight towards the Dragon Slaying Spear, as if the remaining snow had melted in the lake, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhan Changsheng only felt a shock in his hand, and the long spear with the incomplete last side blade finally came to perfection, bursting out with dazzling light.

In an instant, the wind howled, the black clouds rolled in disorder, and the thunder poured down from the zenith like raging waves, like ghosts weeping like gods.The strong wind pressed down on the environment, and it almost wanted to uproot Qiongying's hundred-foot-high city wall.

There was a sudden chaos in front of the city, and the generals hurriedly appease the horses, and hurriedly retreated into the distance.

As soon as the sharp gun is fired, the gods and ghosts cry together.

In Zhan Long's voice, there was even more composure and insight than before, and he said in a deep voice: "Old man Tu Long is indeed old acquaintance with Qing Yuan."

Tu Long remembered the past, and knew the cause and effect from the broken blade. Zhan Changsheng was connected with him, so he naturally knew it all.

After the tide-like image disappeared, when Zhan Changsheng looked at Hu Yanfeng again, his eyes became less sharp and hateful, and more disbelieving, sad and compassionate.

Under the order of Tulong, Dragon Slaying Spear and Broken Blade turned into Mr. Mo and followed Hu Yanfeng, step by step, to lead the king into the urn, originally only for today.

Hu Yanfeng's treasonous pursuit of glory almost caused the entire Yongchang Kingdom to be destroyed.Beheading traitors, Ping Yongchang's national anger, is for the sake of the earth.

Hu Yanfeng killed all his relatives, and all the loyalty and loyalty of the family were destroyed by him alone.Killing those who disobey morality and appease the hearts of the people is to practice for others.

Hu Yanfeng sat and watched his best friend die on the battlefield, and was refined into a soul soldier. For thousands of years, his soul could not rest in peace.Killing the unrighteous people to save 40 innocent souls protecting the country is for ghosts.

Just kill Hu Yanfeng alone, and the nine refinements of heaven and earth can achieve the three refinements of heaven, earth, human, and ghost.

Hu Yanfeng only raised his hand to signal the generals of Qiongying to retreat, the three golden swords were shining with golden light, and suddenly spread a majestic pressure around them, and the pale golden light instantly dimmed the scorching sun in the sky.

The famous Three Emperors Dang Kou sword was arranged in a fan shape three feet in front of Hu Yanfeng, and the tip of the sword was cold, pointing straight at Zhan Changsheng.

Hu Yanfeng said in a deep voice: "I practiced martial arts at the age of five, and achieved success in ten years. I entered the Tao with martial arts at the age of 20, and built my foundation with martial arts at the age of 22. Master praised me as a genius who can imitate the great deeds of ancient immortals and slaying dragons, and finally became a saint in the flesh. "

Zhan Changsheng's throat was slightly astringent, with a sour and bitter taste, but he still looked like he was standing still and standing upright, and he didn't even waver in his expression, allowing him to talk endlessly and vent his emotions.

Hu Yanfeng suddenly snorted and laughed, and said: "Thinking that this king has been full of victories and ambitions in his life, but in the end he is just a marriage."

Zhan Changsheng said: "Then Sui, Mr. Mo... I told you everything?"

Hu Yanfeng's eyes were dark, and the rain was about to come. After struggling, only a few embers of anger were left in his eyes, and he sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, I have the Three Emperors Sword in my hand, who can do anything to me? bring it on!"

He stopped drinking, and the Dragon Slaying Spear was also full of fighting spirit, which infected Zhan Changsheng, and his heart was also hot. With the spear on his chest, he raised his voice and said, "Hu Yanfeng, after you die, I will treat your relatives and subordinates kindly."

In the gust of wind rolling in the boundless yellow sand, the two figures collided fiercely like lightning.A powerful air wave wrapped around the spiritual pressure, roaring and rushing towards the surroundings, as if an earth-shattering explosion had erupted.

The golden light is as dazzling as a great sun, and the dark golden light is like thunder in the dark night, deafening. The clouds in the sky are blown away, and the night sky is cloudless.

The strong impact scattered in all directions, directly intruding into the barrier of the moat.Hundreds of soldiers and horses who had no time to escape were the first to bear the brunt, but they were thrown into the air involuntarily, and were blown away by the strong wind.

The golden sword light of the Three Emperors Swinging Kou Sword seemed to turn into a chariot, and the rumbling Chaozhan Changsheng crushed it, shaking the earth, and the cold sword energy seemed to pierce the skin.

However, the Dragon Slaying Spear was suddenly gathered into a strand, and it met the point of the golden sword without dodging or evading. It was like a broken bamboo, smashing the golden sword light into pieces.

The sword light shattered step by step, finally turning into nothingness, and the tip of the Dragon Slaying Spear roared towards Hu Yanfeng's face.

Close at hand, Zhan Changsheng saw the man move his lips slightly, vaguely the word "Yuan Zhao", he couldn't help but angrily said: "You don't deserve to call him by his name!"

The main blade of the spear suddenly extended, piercing Hu Yanfeng's chest and abdomen, and piercing the dantian.

I don't know when the wind died down, and Qiongying's soldiers were out of danger, but they were still watching from afar.

Hu Yanfeng stood stiffly on the spot, took a deep look at Zhan Changsheng, even though he wanted to speak, he didn't have any strength left, his face was ashen, and he closed his eyes after all.

Zhan Changsheng's breath was short, and his fingertips were concentric with heat. In the last competition between him and Hu Yanfeng, he injured the prince to the brim, and left behind blood to haunt the wound, making the wound unable to heal and losing his cultivation.I thought that from now on, the grievances and grievances will be settled, and there will be no need to entangle with him.

It's a pity that man's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations-he is not as good as slaying dragons in the end, and he has reached the step of immortality.

The Dragon Slaying Spear was completed, majestic and majestic, but still unscrupulous, devouring Hu Yanfeng's flesh and blood.

A boy's grief and anger suddenly exploded, and he called out sharply: "Daddy!"

It was Hu Bugui who stabbed at Zhan Changsheng with a sharp sword in his hand, and shouted sharply: "You killed Daddy!" Zhanlong transformed into a human form, took a step forward and lifted the young man by the collar, and threw it on the ground, the young man fell on his back To the sky, weeping in grief and indignation, naturally he didn't even touch the corner of Zhan Changsheng's clothes.

Zhan Changsheng didn't care about it, he was startled and said in a low voice: "Senior brother..."

Zhanlong's eyes were still red as blood, and his breath was as hot as fire. While suppressing, he looked frequently at the group of mortal monks in the distance, showing that if one could not be suppressed, the city would be slaughtered.

Zhan Changsheng activated the divine spring, while holding Zhanlong's right hand, he poured the divine spring into it, but unexpectedly, it was like hot water being poured on red-hot coals, the divine spring dissipated into white smoke amidst the sizzle sound, and it didn't work at all.

Zhan Changsheng's heart was gloomy and he didn't know what to do when a person behind him suddenly said: "The magic gun is ready, I'm afraid we need to use the sky to refine the gun to purify the evil fire."

When he turned around, he saw Xiangxian's figure, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Then he hesitated for a while, grabbed Hu Bugui Lingkong in his hand, and threw him into the other world of the Golden Pagoda.

A small voice sounded from far away, calling him "Daddy, Daddy!" Zhan Changsheng just noticed the three-legged golden toad the size of a copper coin near the city gate, and even at this critical moment, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Tongsheng, you escaped like this!" Is it impossible to kill the God King?"

Gently and delicately, a spiritual power lifted the little golden toad and sent it into Zhan Changsheng's hands. The golden toad nodded and said in frustration: "I can't change back."

Zhan Changsheng just wanted to talk about the matter here, and asked Yang Zhang to help you.

But suddenly recalled a shocking change, the life and death of the rest of Xiuye ​​Valley is still unknown.

Unconsciously, I felt great grief.

Xiangxian urged again: "Longevity, it's not too late."

Zhan Changsheng also put the golden toad into the golden pagoda, and with a thought, he forced Zhanlong to transform the magic spear, only to feel that the gun shaft became hotter and hotter in the palm of his hand, trembling from time to time, as if trying to break free from him.

He took out the simplified wooden Shenzhou, stepped on the boat and disappeared in an instant.

Tianlian summoned the magic dragon with the six commands to govern the world, so he naturally wanted to find a remote mountain with few people, so as not to cause harm to the common people.

Xiangxian spread his black wings and followed Shenzhou.

Seeing this, Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to remove the barrier outside the boat, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

Xiangxian Shiran landed beside Zhan Changsheng, and smiled happily: "Of course it is to help you refine the spear."

Zhan Changsheng looked down at the magic gun struggling, and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid..."

"Zhan Changsheng," Xiangxian interrupted him directly, "neither you nor I have a way out."

Zhan Changsheng's expression froze, and he stopped talking after all.

Shenzhou has the blessing of the wind talisman, and has evolved along with Zhan Changsheng. The speed is far from what it used to be. In just half a stick of incense, it has already reached the extreme depths of the Huawai domain according to Xiangxian's guidance.

The plain was light red, barren of grass, and extremely barren.

Xiang Xiandao: "This place is called the Bleeding Plain. It is said that it was the place where the demon dragon was slain in ancient times and appeared as the king. Therefore, wherever the dragon's blood splashes, all life will be wiped out."

Zhan Changsheng said: "I'm afraid I have to ask my senior brother to know the truth."

The magic gun suddenly shook violently, and almost flew out of his hand. Zhan Changsheng hurriedly strengthened his grip, urged the movement of spiritual power to protect his palm, and did not dare to hesitate any longer, so he took out the six rings from the Qiankun ring.

Unexpectedly, silhouettes of more than a dozen people gradually emerged from the void all around, surrounding Zhan Changsheng silently.

There is a thunder demon with blue face and fangs and wings, an old man with bones and fairy style, and a female cultivator with a charming appearance...

A total of 14 people, either smiling or disapproving, but everyone stood in front of the exhibition.

Zhan Changsheng didn't know why these people came, he clasped his fingers tightly, secretly vigilant.

But Xiangxian saluted Shi Shiran with everyone, and said with Zhan Changsheng with a smile: "These fourteen are profoundly cultivated, some of them are Yuanying, many of them are transformed into gods, and they are in a hurry to follow the authority, so I won't introduce them one by one for you. "

Zhan Changsheng frowned and remained silent.

Seeing this, Xiangxian raised his eyebrows unconsciously, and laughed out loud: "Don't worry too much, I'm here to help you slay the dragon."

Zhan Changsheng said: "Why... help me?"

Xiangxian said: "Heaven helps those who gain the Tao, but few help those who lose the Tao."

He smiled again: "Changsheng, let's start."

Zhan Changsheng's heart was even hotter, without hesitation, spiritual power was poured into the token in his hand, and six rays of light shot up from his hand, intertwined with each other, and finally converged into a strong light of six colors, piercing straight to the zenith of the wasteland.

But after a short while, the black clouds above the head gathered, gathered into a group, and weighed heavily down.

The black cloud is as huge as a mountain, with dazzling blue and purple lightning flashing out from time to time. Everyone cast their magic weapons and scattered all over the sky to stand ready.

The black cloud suddenly split open, and a golden-red light suddenly protruded from it.

Zhan Changsheng turned pale in shock and looked at the golden light. In a moment of astonishment, the Dragon Slaying Spear had broken free from his grip, and roared towards the figure.