Thunderbolt Single Sword God

The legendary master of the gun tower.

The sharp gun without shadow and the dark dragon without trace.

It can be peerless, shocking the past and the present.

There are rumors in Martial Forest Rivers and Lakes that in the past at the top of the sky, he had a shocking showdown with the legend of the sword world, the unworldly sword master.

The master of the gun tower is a legendary legend who is recognized as famous as the sword master in the sword world - the gunman, the immortal gun god!

The strength of the gun world can already compete with the sword world, so this gun world conference is particularly eye-catching, and the martial arts are surging, shaking the world.

"Rumors are just rumors. Although the Lord of the Gun Tower is strong, he is too mysterious, so let's pass it on.

Shan Feng Sword Devil should laugh at me, noncommittal in his heart, knowing what the sword master can do, he thinks this is a rumour, and it can't be true.

"Brother Ying, you are wrong about this. Brother once talked about this person by chance, saying that he was unfathomable and not inferior to him.

Jian Feidao solemnly retorted that he was invited to watch the ceremony at the Gun World this time, and several people from Wentian Qifeng were also invited to go to watch, so they all went together.

"Oh? In this way, the legend of this gun world is well-deserved."

Yi Qiunian stroked his beard and smiled, Jian Feidao said so solemnly, and with the evaluation of the sword master in the past, it seems that the master of the gun tower is no small matter.

Feng Zhihen nodded slightly, quite approving, so the few people stopped chatting, disappeared into the forest for a moment, and went to the Tianzi Terrace in Distress.

Ren Pingsheng needed to sit in the town, Tianfeng asked Heavenly Dao, so they didn't go together.

If Mo Yunhao knew about this Martial Forest rumor, he probably didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, he was very speechless, never thought that one day, he would be as famous as himself...

Distress, ink painting peak.

Knowing that Mo Yunhao had returned, Ying Hongxue was delighted and returned from the Dark Realm·Tianzi Terrace immediately.

now.

Yinghong's snow turned into a rainbow in an instant, and as soon as she landed, Miaowu ran forward to greet her with tears in her eyes when she saw her return.

"Husband, meow, what's the matter?"

Ying Hongxue hugged Meow, a little surprised in her heart, and asked Hei Yunhao who was reading a book by the river and basking in the sun.

"Xue'er, it's okay, it may miss you too much, by the way, what's going on over there at the gun tower?"

Mo Yunhao put down the book in his hand, took a sip of tea, felt quite guilty, replied as if nothing had happened, and changed the topic.

"I, Shadow and others have already made arrangements, and the conference will be held in a few days."

Ying Hongxue put Meow Wu down and let it play by itself, came to sit down beside Mo Yunhao, and talked about the business.

"Xue'er, let's go home first, I don't know where to throw that black moiré mask from the past, let's go back to the room and look for it.

Seeing that Miaowu was about to come up again, Mo Yunhao hugged Yinghongxue's shoulders, and the two of them returned to Haoxue Yingyunju in a flash.

"cat!"

Meow howled very angrily, jumped onto the stone table, and knocked the book Mo Yunhao had read to the ground with one paw.

He glanced apprehensively again, at the top of Mohua Peak, among the clouds and mist, a huge ice blue-scaled roc could be vaguely seen, dozing on it.

A few days.

Masters and heroes from all walks of life in the Martial Forest all over the world went to the Tianzitai in a difficult situation to watch the selection event of the gun world.

The three major sects of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism have all received invitations from the gun community to watch the ceremony, and they have also sent high-level officials to the Tianzitai to participate in the meeting.

If we talk about the most excited people, they are naturally the masters in the gun world. They are the protagonists of this conference. They will fight with martial arts, improve what they have learned, and the most important thing is to become famous all over the world.

today.

The sky is clear and blue, the clouds are not stained, the sun is shining, and the wind is warm

Distress, Tianzitai.

Above the Martial Arts Temple, there were a lot of people, and acquaintances talked with each other, and there was a lot of discussion, waiting for the start of the conference.

"Oh, I don't know when it will be, I'd better sleep first."

Heng Qianqiu yawned, ignored other people's eyes, sat down with his back against a carved dragon stone pillar, held the Dinghai needle in his arms, and began to sleep soundly.

"Hengqianqiu?"

On the Martial Arts Temple, beside the crowd, the three of Fengzhihen, Yiqiu Nian and Yingxiao me gathered together to communicate.

Feng Zhihen saw Heng Qianqiu suddenly, and thought in his heart, he had saved Heng Qianqiu in the hands of Mo Yunhao in the past, and his madman marksmanship was quite famous.

"Heng Qianqiu's marksmanship is overbearing, and the Cultivation Base is extraordinary. I am looking forward to this gun world conference."

Ying Xiao, because of the gaze of Feng Zhihen, I also noticed Heng Qianqiu, and also found several unpredictable spearmen, and said with anticipation.

"I think that young man is very powerful."

Yi Qiunian was surprised when he saw an acquaintance suddenly, so he said inscrutablely, "I was very curious about Fengzhihen and Yingxiao, so I took a closer look."

Both of them were extremely speechless in their hearts, so there was no such thing as a powerful young man, that was clearly the sword master himself.

Dressed in silver and white clothes, handsome and clean, Mo Yunhao is holding a folding fan and mingling among the crowd.

Naturally, Mo Yunhao had discovered the three of Wentian Qifeng long ago, but he didn't go over to reminisce about the old days.

Mo Yunhao just came to see what outstanding people will come to participate in the gun competition in this gun world conference.

Crouching Dragon Hidden, Xiao Fengsheng, Hengqianqiu......

In the Martial Arts Temple, Mo Yunhao indeed found out that there were several spearmen with good strength, so they quietly turned into rainbows and left in an instant.

Dark Field·Tianzi Terrace.

now.

Many high-level leaders of the gun building gathered together, with solemn expressions, waiting patiently [the atmosphere is extremely quiet.

Ying Hongxue informed everyone that the Lord of the Gun Tower will come today. Although everyone was extremely shocked, there was no abnormality on their faces.

Ying Hongxue thought to herself: Husband, why haven't you come yet?

Instantly.

An incomparably powerful breath descended from Nine Heavens, and a crack was suddenly opened in the void of the sky, the hurricane raged boundlessly, and the dark thunder and lightning flashed.

"The peak of the universe, the extreme of the universe, the dark dragon without a trace, the spear without a shadow, crossing the past and present, piercing the sun and the moon, the only enemy? I am the only one in the world!"

The inexhaustible and arrogant posture slowly descended, dressed in dark clothes, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, long hair like ink, and a black moiré mask, mysterious and handsome.

0………seeking flowers…‥

Sitting in front of the jade table, exuding a terrifying and boundless coercion, looking down on the might of the world.

Sweeping across the entire Temple of Heaven, the sword's eyes are as vast as a Galaxy Cluster, as if it can pierce the sky, giving people infinite oppression, which is frightening.

"Welcome to the host!"

The Lord of the Gun Tower, who always sees the head but never sees the tail, descends at this moment, and everyone in the upper echelon of the Gun Tower is excited and bows respectfully.

"Let's all take a seat."

Mo Yunhao ordered indifferently, and then glanced at Yuxi Chongming beside him, thinking that Xue'er was quite heroic in disguise as a man.

"Reporting to the Lord, the deployment of the gun world conference has been prepared and can start at any time."

Yin Ying leaned slightly to report, and at the same time, no one was on the list cautiously, and respectfully gave Guo Yunhao a copy of the gold-leafed handbook.

"Since that's the case, let's start. You can decide for yourself. My return this time is only to watch the conference."

Mo Yunhao glanced at the bronzing roster, picked it up and casually flipped through two pages, closed the bronzing roster, threw it on the jade case, and motioned for Ying Hongxue to preside over it.

0

"Yes, Your Majesty's order!"

All the high-level people in the gun building bowed respectfully and retreated one after another, went to the Yanwu Temple of Heaven, performed their duties, and immediately held a gun community meeting.

Only Emperor Qiang Yuxi Chongming stayed. After the high-level people in Yinghongxue Guanqiang Building left, he said helplessly to Mo Yunhao:

"You, if I ask you to show your face, you really only show up once, and you don't care about anything."

"Xue'er, I am a symbol now, and you are the master of the gun tower, go quickly."

It's not that Mo Yunhao didn't care, it's just that he didn't care about the operation of the gun tower for a long time. Ying Hongxue knew better than him, and he was more comfortable in presiding over the overall situation.

"Okay, that's me."

Ying Hongxue felt that the time was almost up, and the people from Martial Forest could not be allowed to wait any longer, so Hua Hong went to Yanwu Temple of Heaven in a flash.

Tianzitai, Yanwu Temple of Heaven.

Above the viewing seats.

Jian Feidao and Jianzi Xianji were chatting, and this time they represented the Taoist sect and came to visit the selection meeting of the gun world.

The Buddhist sect came this time, it was the Jade Buddha who was the tide of the saints, and the representative of the Confucian sect was the ancient Taoist virtue, who was sent by the Daoist.

"here we go."

Jianzi Xianji suddenly felt something, took a sip of tea, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the sky changed.

The words just fell.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, surrounded by impressive clouds and mists, in the clouds there is a great light, a phantom of a golden dragon flutters and dances faintly, and in an instant, the singing of the Nine Heavens Dragon shakes the sky.

"Looking at the snow pouring down the river, the ten miles of dragon waves, the blue waves whistling alone, the scenery is proud, ask what the world is like, and feel at ease."

The sea of ​​clouds in the sky was churning, and the golden light was dazzling. The golden light dragon shadow fell majestically from Nine Heavens, and as soon as it landed, the mysterious light flashed and changed.

Dressed in white clothes like snow, the boy's appearance is unsurpassedly handsome, his figure is ethereal, his clothes are flying, like a fairy coming to the dust.

The legend in the gun world, the mysterious and extraordinary Tianzi Gun, Yuxi Chongming, finally appeared.

Will host the selection meeting of the gun world!