There was heavy snow on both sides. Yang Jiu stood in front of Qingshan Pass, stepped on a snowboard and held a spear. An unstoppable force in the sky ahead moved slowly.

He has worked very hard to train Chu Xiangyu in the past two days. He has also read all the books that record the deeds of Yang Yun's ancestor Yang Yun's life. He thought that when the ancestor Yang Yun blocked the Tianjue Mountains with a big gun, he blocked the big? The chasm of the pursuit soldiers, the sharpness of his magic gun camp was enough to stop any powerful monk and dare not invade with his soul, otherwise the soul would either be severely damaged or directly killed! Now the chasm of the opponent's forward camp actually had the two-point momentum of the ancestor!

Back then, as long as Yang Yun and his magic gun camp were there, the other monks would not dare to easily sneak into the army with their souls to spy on military information. Will the souls be hidden? Invisible, all military plans and dispatching could not be hidden from others. At that time, almost all the monks in the world jumped out to be enemies with Xiao Xian, but in front of the great martial saint Yang Yun, a tiger was chewing a hedgehog, and the river was slapping the reefs, helpless!

At the beginning of the chaos, I don’t know how many monks died under the murderous aura of the Sword Gun Camp. Without Yang Yun’s presidency, others could feel the aura of the Sword Force and avoid it. But if Yang Yun was there, this sharp aura of the Sword Force could be restrained invisibly. When your soul sneaks in, it will be released suddenly, turning your soul into ashes!

If you want to destroy Daqian, you will definitely destroy Xiao Xian. If you want to destroy Xiao Xian, you will destroy Yang Yun first! These sixteen words were obtained by many monks with bloody lessons. It was precisely because of these sixteen words that Xiao Xian retreated into the Western Regions Jedi. The army still pursued him relentlessly. Although he did not kill Xiao Xian, Yang Yun died in battle, and they felt relieved!

"I don't know who the leader of the vanguard camp is? I hope there is no cultivator, otherwise it will be inconvenient for me to run away in a while!" Yang Jiu thought to himself that he was always ready to run away. His blood and energy must undergo thousands of tempering before he can be further refined. He cultivated his body to the realm of a grandmaster. With the current physical gun technique, no matter how good the swordsman is, he cannot withstand the Martial Saint's attack with powerful force, let alone the opponent's vanguard camp's military attack is so powerful.

He is not that powerful ancestor. He dares to step on the camp and kill people among millions of troops! It’s almost the same as being stepped on by himself!

He had already guessed that the mysterious military advisor was Xiao Xian. He is now making a comeback. With his reputation, countless heroes have put down their identities and come to join us. Besides, those who retreated overseas were all elites. Although hundreds of years have passed, with him, the military power is probably three points faster than before!

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"Your Highness, Princess, you are awake!"

"Yes, has anyone come to me?" Chu Xiangyu asked, and the colorful glass light spread from her eyebrows, flowing all over her body, and finally retracted into her right hand and turned into a glass gun.

"Military advisor has come to find you, and General Yang has also come. Now the military advisor has left." Yin Yue said.

"Is the mask I asked you to make two days ago, now is it done?"

"It's been done long ago. The military advisor has also helped me cast spells himself to perfect it, but it's a pity that I wasted the best golden and fragrant jade." Yinxing handed over a mask that was made vividly thin and thin as a cicada's wing.

When Chu Xiangyu put on her mask, she looked like a real person's face. The colorful light flowed on it for a moment, and then she became exactly the same as the face of the girl in the palace dress who was transformed into a peacock.

Golden and fragrant jade is only found in various overseas countries and is extremely precious. It was used by her to make this vivid mask.

"I will write a letter to the military advisor. When he comes, you will give it to him for me." Chu Xiangyu said again.

"Your Highness Princess, are you going out to practice again? You can't walk around at this time, the military advisor said, now some people with bad intentions are walking around the world." Yin Xing said.

"What do you know? I am the most terrifying enemy to conquer the Western Regions!" Chu Xiangyu said.

He hurriedly wrote the letter, took some items, put them in a box, and then went to find the forward officer Yang Huchen.

"Brother Huchen, I borrowed the gun chart from you two days ago. Now I'm here to return it. The army is about to reach Qingshankou?"

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm just about to report to you, but you were practicing at that time. Now that the military force is together, your soul should not leave your body at will. It's very dangerous. I don't have the ability of my ancestors, and I can restrain my military force and know how to identify the enemy and me." Yang Huchen said.

He put away the gun chart, and then felt something was wrong, "Hey, Your Highness, this... the gun chart is complete. Where did you get this eighteen-way gun chart? Did you turn into a wandering trip and find Yang Jiu?"

"Brother Huchen, I want you to give me some tips on my marksmanship, is that OK?" Chu Xiangyu smiled sweetly.

"Oh, of course there is no problem." Yang Huchen said, but when Chu Xiangyu asked him for the magic gun left by Yang Yun, he flatly refused. "Your Highness, I just learned the method of military attack from the ancestor's gun, but I still couldn't restrain myself. These days, like the ancestor, I always stayed with my gun and slept with my gun. You should choose another gun!"

He had already regarded this gun as his second life like the ancestor Yang Yun at that time. When Yang Yun was there, even Xiao Xian could not touch his gun!

However, Chu Xiangyu thought of the scene where Yang Jiu skewed the meat piece with a gun and grilled it on the fire. He used the guy's gun as a kitchen knife, a ski pole, a barbecue kebab, and it is said that it was also a clothes rail. Maybe sometimes a pair of shorts would be skewed on the head of the gun... Alas, why is the fate of guns so different?

Chu Xiangyu smiled and took out the colorful glass gun. The gun body trembled. The ninety-nine eighty-one Yang Yun magic gun that he had just understood was used. Each of these ninety-nine eighty-one guns could be transformed into thousands of moves. The guns were continuous. I saw the shadows of guns all over the sky, like one peacock spreading its beautiful tail - the peacock spreading its tail!

The gorgeous brilliance bloomed and turned into endless guns, which made Yang Huchen squint his eyes: This is the real Yang family gun, the old ancestor's gun technique!

Although he can break it with his current Martial Saint realm with his power, Yang Huchen knew that the princess had surpassed him in his understanding of guns. In time, as long as the princess entered the realm of the Grand Master, she might not be able to suppress her marksmanship with the power of his Martial Saint!

He narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, gradually gaining some understanding, and suddenly asked, "Is it the new understanding of Shi Bo?"

"The next time the military advisor comes back, just ask him, he should tell you." Chu Xiangyu put away the colorful glass gun. This gun was in the color of colorful glass, and it was used like a peacock spreading its screen, which was extremely gorgeous, so it was called the colorful glass gun.

"Oh, so that's it!" Yang Huchen suddenly realized.

"Brother Huchen, Qingshankou is ahead. Someone is waiting for me. I want to take a step first." Chu Xiangyu said.

"Your Highness, are you leaving? The other gun score is in the hands of the rebellious Yang Jiu. Did you get the gun score from him? Was he waiting for you at Qingshankou?" Yang Huchen asked suddenly.

"Brother Huchen, I have some agreement with him. In the future, you still need to work hard to defeat Dazhong as soon as possible."

"Your Highness, I'll give you a ride!" Yang Huchen said.

At Qingshankou, Yang Jiu plunged his gun high into the stone wall on the left, then jumped up, sat on the gun bar, swaying, and then he saw the pole, then that person, and then Chu Xiangyu beside him.

"Oh, the old ancestor Yang Yun is reborn?" Seeing Yang Huchen's face, Yang Jiu turned over and fell off the gun.

"Is this guy who is as funny as a monkey, a descendant of the Yang family?" Yang Huchen felt anger.
Chapter completed!