Good! My stupid son finally rebelled!

Ten moves?

Chu Zheng was startled when he heard this, but then he laughed out loud: "Okay, okay."

"Sixth Prince, I admire you even more."

"No matter whether you can defeat me or not, your arrogant tone has surpassed that of the Martial Emperor."

"In that case, let me see your strength."

Chu Zheng trembled his spear and was about to attack, but Ling Tian shouted, "Wait a moment."

"how?"

"Are you afraid?"

A hint of disappointment emerged in Chu Zheng's eyes, which were full of fighting spirit.

afraid?

Ling Tian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world: "Hahaha, since Your Highness dares to stand here, do you think Your Highness would be afraid?"

"But you, Chu Zheng, are famous for your marksmanship."

"Today, Your Highness will defeat you with what you are best at."

kindness?

Chu Zheng was a little surprised: "You want to use a gun?"

"Ah."

Ling Tian whispered confidently: "What's wrong with being a passionate man in this world?"

"I can defeat you in every aspect of my martial arts."

"After tonight, you, Chu Zheng, are destined to become my confidant."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Tian waved his hand and said, "Gong Wuyou, bring the gun!"

Gong Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked to the weapon rack, pulled out the silver spear on the rack, and with a wave of her hand, the silver spear flew out into the air.

Ling Tian waved his hand casually.

Silver spear in hand.

The aura of a king could be seen continuously condensing around his body.

"Nice gun."

Ling Tian pointed his gun at Chu Zheng: "Today, I will let you see the Thirteen Deadly Guns!"

"Every gun can slay a dragon!"

"Insanity!"

Chu Zheng shouted loudly. He was good at using guns, and no one had ever dared to humiliate him in his gun skills.

Ling Tian!

Definitely the first one.

Drink lightly.

Frost gathers.

Chu Zheng's spear trembled, and the tip of the spear trembled slightly, with a sharp sound of the arrowhead exploding. Chu Hongqing was shocked when she saw this: "This is the Chu family's Shura Spear."

"Father really wants to kill me."

"My Chu family's spearmanship is famous for its powerful force and tricky spearmanship."

"My father once used this kind of marksmanship to fight against dozens of martial arts masters and remained undefeated."

"I'm afraid this gangster is dead."

Chu Hongqing frowned and thought to herself, "Bah, what's wrong with me?"

"Why would I worry about him for no reason?"

"I'm really overthinking this."

"What does his life or death have to do with me?"

"I wish he was dead. He touched me while I was drowning."

"It makes me lose interest in men."

"But……"

Chu Hongqing was a little surprised. When Ling Tian hit her just now, she didn't seem to be disgusted: "Could it be that I didn't hate him all these years, but..."

"No, no, no, that's impossible."

When Chu Hongqing was panicking, she saw Chu Zhenggao shouting, "Sixth Prince, be careful."

A word of caution.

He rushed forward with a bow step, and the spear swung out into the air, heading straight for Ling Tian's throat. The sound of the sharp arrows tearing through space continued to explode, and there was an unprecedented murderous chill.

Enveloping Ling Tian's entire body.

Strong!

So terrifying.

"Your Highness, be careful." Gong Wuyou couldn't help but exclaimed, but saw Ling Tian smiled confidently, shook his spear, and his eyes lit up with excitement: "Come on."

A compliment.

The spear thrust out instantly.

Simple and straightforward, flowing like water.

boom!

When they collided, a dull roar burst out from the tip of the gun, and a dazzling spark popped out in an instant. The terrifying recoil force penetrated the bodies of the two strong men, and they were actually pushed back three steps.

"carefree."

Chu Zheng stabilized his body, his arm trembled, and the original trace of mercy disappeared without a pause: "I originally thought that the Sixth Prince was a person who only talked big."

"I never thought it could be hidden like this."

"You should be a great talent!"

"Unfortunately, it's too late to defeat Chu Zheng like this."

When Chu Zheng roared, he took advantage of the momentum to counterattack and pointed his gun at Ling Tian's face, just like a fierce horse turning back to kill. Chu Hongqing was shocked again: "This is the Chu family's spear technique of "Ten Thousand Ghosts Without Trace".

"This move is a big opening and closing move, but it mobilizes the explosive power of all the muscles in the body and gathers them together to form a powerful offensive."

"One move can be as powerful as splitting a mountain."

Ling Tian also chuckled, dropped his spear, and murmured softly: "Longing for you means long remembrance, short longing for you means endlessness."

"Thirteen fatal shots, the first one."

"Acacia!"

Whispering down.

Momentum boosted.

Ling Tian held the gun in one hand, and instead of retreating, he charged forward with overwhelming force.

Just contacted.

A deep voice rose.

The two guns bent like springs, and then shook violently, and the two were repelled again. The moment Chu Zheng turned over, the hidden gun rose again, and he turned back with the golden gun and rushed out in a dashing manner.

Ling Tian was not anxious, and chuckled: "How much love is there for a one-night stand, even if the world is far away, it will not break my heart."

"The second shot, heartbroken!"

With a heart-breaking sound, the spear bent and swept out, resisting Chu Zheng's attack again. At this time, Chu Zheng was shocked and could not hide his shock: "What a powerful explosive power."

"I have practiced spearmanship for decades but have never achieved great power."

"Your Highness is only in his early twenties, how could you have such an offensive?"

Just when he was stunned, he saw Ling Tian shouting again: "Seeing is deception, hearing is belief, the third shot of the blind dragon!"

Blind Dragon Language.

The spear sings.

Suddenly, Ling Tian closed his eyes, and the spear in his hand seemed to be in power. He fired a shot, and Chu Zheng could only barely block it.

"The universe is just a grain of sand."

"The moon is like a hook, it is hard to leave it."

"The fourth shot, Fengliu."

Instantly.

His spear skills were like clouds, with endless double images, coupled with Ling Tian's white clothes, he looked like a swimming dragon.

"How many flavors of books are there, and who in the world is worthy of white clothes."

"The fifth shot, unparalleled."

Unparalleled rise.

Gun shadows overlap.

Chu Zheng felt that it was difficult to capture, and there was even more astonishment in his eyes. This kind of attack was like Shura Wushuang, one after another, and Chu Zheng could only retreat again and again.

"The gun is a draw."

"Life is like the underworld, there is no turning back."

"The sixth shot, White Dragon."

He burst into drink.

Gun shadow flourishes.

Suddenly, Ling Tian leaped up, and his spear swung down like a white dragon's tail.

"If you want to cultivate Buddhism, you must first cultivate your mind."

"One shot of snow and one shot of ice."

"The seventh shot, Lethe!"

Then, Lingtian Spear was raised up, and a shadow came to claim his life, like Wangchuan Shura.

"The clouds and mists are rising, hiding the murderous intent, sweeping across thousands of troops across 90,000 miles."

"The eighth shot."

"Kunpeng!"

Roaring down.

The marksmanship is strong.

A tremendous force penetrated the gun body, and in an instant, the gun shadow was like a roc spreading its wings and soaring into the sky.

"Even if there are no guns left in the world."

"Why did you see Shura injured?"

"The ninth shot, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!"

Ling Tian was getting braver and braver as the battle went on. The only thing in his mind was the overlapping images of his gun skills. At this moment, all the cells in his body were mobilized in an instant. He only felt the thrill of fighting and completely ignored Chu Zheng who was retreating again and again.

"This is……"

"The unity of man and gun?"

Chu Zheng was completely stunned: "Your Highness is so young, but he has such great attainments in martial arts. How much has he concealed?"

"How much hatred there is in the world."

"I cry alone at night without singing."

"The continued existence of wronged souls is God's will."

"Spear out!"

"The King Weeps."

"The tenth shot, revenge!"

Boom!

Ling Tian fired a shot and Chu Zheng was blown away several steps, but Ling Tian did not stop at all.

"Don't bow your head when you see the king."

"The three military officers kowtow."

"The eleventh shot, and you will be made a general and a marquis."

Drink lightly.

The murderous intent gathered.

The tip of the gun was pointed at his throat. Chu Zheng was shocked and dodged in panic, but he was still scratched.

"This life is a life of love, and the beauty of the moon is thousands of miles away."

"However, the building is empty like smoke."

"White hair and black hair in an instant."

"Twelfth shot, look up!"

boom!

The gun was lifted up, and Chu Zheng, who had not yet recovered from his shock, had his pupils widened instantly. His jaw was hit hard, and his whole body was lifted up and flew off the ground, unable to get up.

"Millions of soldiers are waving flags."

"The general is invincible on the battlefield."

"The thirteenth shot."

"I control my own life."

He fired a shot boldly, as if a devil was taking his life, and pointed it at Chu Zheng's forehead.

"No!"

Chu Hongqing cried out in surprise, but it was too late. She could only watch everything happen. Chu Zheng's pupils continued to dilate, and he shouted, "My life is over."

Exclaimed Fall.

The sharp arrow passed by my ear.

A strand of hair beside the ear fell to the ground.

on site.

There was a moment of silence and total silence.

Gulu.

Chu Zheng subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the cold gun next to his ear, his eyelids trembling wildly: "What kind of weird gun technique is this?"

Although Chu Zheng underestimated his enemy just now, once he was hit by Ling Tian's moves, he was completely controlled by him and couldn't get away at all. The Thirteen Deadly Shots were like a leech on his heel.

Every time he tried to struggle free, he was met with powerful attacks.

One shot.

Better than a shot.

The Thirteen Deadly Shots are worthy of their reputation.

Ling Tian opened his eyes calmly, looked down at Chu Zheng, and said with a smile: "You, lost."

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible. Chu Zheng's expression changed slightly, but he smiled with relief the next second.

thump!

Chu Zheng knelt on his knees: "Guard the three mountains."

"See your Lord."