Chapter 570 The First Shenbing

"What a bully gun!"

Inside the cave, Fengming could not help exclaiming. The long gun in front of Tang Huan's hand was not as exquisite as the one forged with "Fengmui" and "Longjingshi", but its strong breath was far less than that of the dragon-phoenix gun.

Tang Huan sat cross-legged, smiling, rubbing his long gun back and forth, reluctant to let go.

The head of the bully gun is dark red, but the barrel after the barrel is getting darker and darker. By the end of the barrel, it is as black as ink, and where the barrel and the barrel are connected, the branches...