One zhang...

"Fore thorn!"

At this moment, Zhang Zhun stopped shouting.

"Shit!"

In an instant, the forty guards in the front row immediately stepped forward, and at the same time, the bamboo gun stabbed forward fiercely.

The sound of the bamboo gun breaking through the air was extremely sharp, instantly tearing the sky.

Training three thousand times a day is for this move!

"Puff puff puff!"

In an instant, the sound of bamboo gun stabbing into the human body continued.

Blood splattered, screams burst out, tearing the sky, endlessly.

All twenty thugs were stabbed by bamboo guns, none of whom were spared and were killed instantly.

If you train three thousand times a day and practice one movement repeatedly, how powerful should this thorn be?

Even if there is a stone man in front of him, even if there are layers of chain mail in front, a hole will be pierced by this fierce bamboo gun!
Chapter completed!