Luo Chongyang glanced at the black spear, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter, almost bending down from laughing.
Just with such a black spear, you want to block your own light sword?
Not only him, but also the people in the audience were amused by Zhuo Wushuang.
As for any magic weapon, you can tell that it is extraordinary just from its appearance. This black spear has no inscriptions on its body, it is not sharp, and it does not have that intimidating momentum. Looking at it horizontally and vertically, it looks like a handful used by children to juggle.
The spear...let's call it a spear.
Now that Zhuo Wushuang wants to use such a weapon to resist Luo Chongyang's glowing sword, how could he not find it funny?
Being laughed at by thousands of people, Zhuo Wushuang felt so embarrassed and couldn't help but look at Ye Xiong in the audience.
Ye Xiong still looked calm and mature, not worried at all.
"Since I joined Tiandao, every thing the Pavilion Master did was ridiculed by so many people at first, but in the end, everyone was dumbfounded and conquered by his methods. Since he said that this gun can protect against the Yingguang Sword, he must
OK."
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wushuang suddenly felt confident.
"Zhuo Wushuang, you are a dignified prince with a noble status. I didn't expect that the more you mix, the more confused you become. Not only did you join the Tiandao Pavilion, but you also got such a spear... Is this a gun? You can use it when he asks you to use it, right?
Are you having trouble with your brain?" Luo Chongyang laughed loudly.
"You won't know until you get beaten if you have a brain attack." Zhuo Wushuang snorted coldly.
"Since you are so disrespectful, don't blame me for being rude."
Luo Chongyang flew up, and with the long sword in his hand, he struck out a sharp sword light, and with the power to cut off everything, he attacked Zhuo Wushuang fiercely.
Zhuo Wushuang raised his gun to meet him, and the two weapons collided instantly.
Ding!
The weapons collided, and the imagined scene of the gun breaking did not happen. The two of them were knocked away by powerful waves at the same time.
Zhuo Wushuang's first reaction was to look at the black gun in his hand. Seeing that there were no sword marks on it, he couldn't help laughing.
"Luo Chongyang, it seems that your shining sword is not that good either. It can't even cut through my broken spear."
Luo Chongyang was very shocked. His eyes fell on his sword, and his expression suddenly changed.
I saw that the middle of my sword was dented, and the originally sharp edge had become much duller.
"What kind of weapon is this?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Didn't you just say that this is a broken gun? There is nothing worse than a broken gun."
Zhuo Wu had the magic weapon in his hands, and his momentum suddenly surged. The vitality was injected into the black spear, and the man and the spear merged into one, and he rushed out.
Luo Chongyang raised his sword to greet him, and the two fought again in mid-air.
The two of them rarely used spells, they only used moves. Suddenly, the sky was filled with the shadows of swords and spears, so fast that it was dizzying.
Ding ding ding ding.
The sound of weapons clashing continuously sounded, and the two men suddenly separated and joined together, and their attacks were so fast that people couldn't see their figures clearly.
Everyone in the audience was attracted by the actions of these two people and called them wonderful.
The Lords of the Five Pavilions were attracted by the weapons in Zhuo Wu's hands, and they discussed it one after another.
"Brother Nanshan, do you see what kind of magic weapon the weapon in Zhuo Wu's hands is?" Jiang Zhiwei asked in a low voice.
Jian Nanshan shook his head, feeling angry and jealous at the same time: "I have never heard of such a magical weapon. Where did this guy get such a strange weapon?"
"The Yingguang Sword is a famous magic weapon in the Western Star Territory. There are not many weapons that can withstand its attack. They are all famous magic weapons. I have never heard of any spear that can withstand its attack.
Live." Jiang Zhiwei didn't understand either.
"There are not many weapons that can withstand the Yingguang Sword, and there are even fewer guns. As far as I know, the Dragon Beard Spear in the hand of Zhao Dongba, who was known as the Gun God thousands of years ago, can block it.
I have never heard of this shining sword and this dark spear."
"The Dragon Beard Spear is so domineering and majestic, how can it be compared to this ugly thing?"
"The Dragon Beard Spear disappeared with Zhao Dongba thousands of years ago, and now its whereabouts is unknown."
The two of them were discussing and making guesses, but they couldn't figure out the origin of the black gun.
At this moment, the battle between the two people on the field was getting close to intense.
The people who were still laughing at Zhuo Wushuang at first were completely speechless now, because they discovered that Zhuo Wushuang's black spear had firmly suppressed Luo Chongyang's glowing sword during the confrontation. If the black spear was not too pure and not sharp enough, Luo Chongyang's sword would have been suppressed.
Chongyang may have been defeated.
Zhuo Wushuang became more and more courageous as he fought. The anguish of having his gun broken just now completely burst out, and his momentum increased.
"Luo Chongyang, take a shot from me and shoot it through the Japanese style."
Zhuo Wushuang's aura reached its peak, and the black gun in his hand, as if sensing his fighting spirit, suddenly buzzed, as if it were alive, and kept shaking.
It is an autonomous jitter.
"This is……"
Zhuo Wushuang was startled and looked at the wildly shaking spear with a puzzled expression.
Not only him, but Luo Chongyang, thousands of disciples in the audience, the six pavilion masters, and even Nangong Han were also attracted by the inexplicably shaking black spear.
The black gun automatically stopped in mid-air, and after shaking for more than ten seconds, it suddenly exploded.
That's right, it just exploded and the body surface was torn apart.
The next moment, with the sound of a dragon's roar, a spear wrapped inside that was completely shiny, with a dragon head totem engraved on the head, and three long black whiskers on the tip, was completely exposed in front of everyone.
"Dragon Beard Spear..." Zhuo Wushuang was extremely shocked.
The people in the audience were also completely dumbfounded.
The Dragon Beard Spear is the magical weapon that almost every gun cultivator dreams of. It represents the pinnacle of gun weapons and has never been surpassed.
Zhuo Wushuang dreamed that one day he would be able to see the power of the Dragon Beard Spear.
Seven thousand years ago, the Dragon Beard Spear disappeared together with Zhao Dongba, and its whereabouts are still unknown. He never thought that it would fall into his hands accidentally.
Why is its body covered with such an ugly skin?
How did he know that in the seven-thousand-year-old war, in order to hide his strength, Zhao Dongba deliberately wrapped his famous weapon in a skin, and then disguised himself, thinking that he could kill the Five Elements Master when he was not paying attention.
Knowing that he was discovered by the Five Elements Venerable, he died before he could use the Dragon Beard Spear, so he had this ugly black spear.
No one knows about this matter.
The Dragon Beard Spear broke out of the shell and immediately let out a long and domineering roar.
The fighting spirit that had been trapped for seven thousand years was released in an instant. The domineering force was unmatched by ordinary weapons.
Luo Chongyang clearly felt that the shining sword in his hand was trembling, and the sword soul was afraid.
Zhuo Wushuang flew up and held the Dragon Beard Spear in his hand. When he fell down, the head of the spear hit the ground heavily.
The ground beneath his feet was cracked like a spider web, and even the restraints were buzzing and trembling.
"Luo Chongyang, do you still think the spear in my hand is useless?" Zhuo Wushuang snorted coldly.