Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Yang Yanrong raised his gun, and there was a "click" sound from the beam, and the dust accumulated on it fell down "retroactively", but no one cared about the dust sticking to their heads, and they still didn't blink staring overhead.

"Get up!" Yang Yanrong yelled, adding strength to his hands, the shop owner Zhao Hu and the two immediately stepped forward to support the piece of wood that was on it just now, and they were afraid that they would fall down like this.

As Yang Yanrong's strength increased, the iron-point steel gun also rose little by little. Yang Yanrong tilted the gun, and the replacement wood just happened to support the beam of the house. The century-old Fang Zhu's iron point steel gun was also held in Yang Yanrong's hands.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this iron-point steel gun weighing [-] jin was just taken down like this?Yang Yanrong laughed, held out the body of the gun with both hands, and shook it vigorously, the yellow mud coated on the body of the gun fell off automatically, revealing the extremely dark body of the gun inside.

What a domineering gun!

What a heavy gun!

With this gun in hand, even if your swordsmanship is superb and your marksmanship is exquisite, you can't stop the power of this gun!

"Brother Yang, you are so powerful!" Ke'er exclaimed, "With such a heavy gun, no one in this world can stop you!"

Yang Yanrong chuckled, looked at Zhao Hu, and said, "Huzi, choose a weapon, let me try it out with you!"

Zhao Hu shivered in fright, his head shook like a rattle, and he quickly stepped aside.

"Yang Lang! Let me try!" Sang Yuchu drew his sword out of its sheath with a "choke" and said with a smile, "Since we met, we have never fought with you. I remember that you once said that you would fight!" I'm looking for teeth all over the place. Come on, let's compete today!"

Yang Yanrong chuckled, and said: "It turns out that your Excellency is Qiao Luocha, who is known as the Four Beauties of Jianghu, Sang Yuchu! Very good, today I will fight to the death with you to see if your sword is stronger or my Yang Yanrong." Home guns are great!"

Everyone laughed inwardly, seeing them acting here, they all retreated to the side consciously.

"Accept the move!" Sang Yuchu yelled coquettishly, her body rose like a wisp of smoke with her sword flying, and she leaned in front of Yang Yanrong.

The gun in Yang Yanrong's hand was too long. If Sang Yuchu really got close to him, he would be restrained by Sang Yuchu in just a few moves.Sang Yuchu was smart, and Yang Yanrong was not stupid. With all his concentration, his ability was naturally used. He stepped back suddenly to open the distance, raised his gun and stabbed.

His shot was too fast!Before Sang Yuchu could react, Yang Yanrong reversed the gun again, leaving Sang Yuchu stunned, and smashed it down.

The oncoming wind made Sang Yuchu break out in a cold sweat. The force was so strong and the speed was so fast that she had no time to react.Yang Yanrong put the gun back again, and it was only at this time that Sang Yuchu fell to the ground.

"Yuchu, what do you think of my stabbing and smashing?" Yang Yanrong said with a smile: "I have one last trick, I'll sweep!"

Before Sang Yuchu could answer, Yang Yanrong's gun came to a sudden stop at his waist, and the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air sent the corners of Yuchu's skirt flying.

Sang Yuchu stared blankly at the gun, and said helplessly, "Yang Lang, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can stop your shot!"

Although Yang Yanrong didn't know martial arts, let alone marksmanship, he only made a few moves back and forth, stabbing, sweeping, and smashing.However, Sang Yuchu, a first-class master in the arena, couldn't even react.If the two of them really put their lives to the test, Yang Yanrong would have been able to take Sang Yuchu's life in the previous stab!

Yang Yanrong carried the gun on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Boss, I want this gun!"

The old blacksmith suddenly burst out laughing. He ran out of the house, knelt down to the door, and said loudly, "My ancestors, Zhang Da, the gun that you have worked so hard to build finally has an owner! You are not worthy!" Xiao Zhang Wangyuan kowtows to you here! To comfort your spirits in heaven!"

The old blacksmith exchanged tears, and he didn't know how many times he kowtowed!

When Yang Yanrong and his party came out, the old blacksmith was already crying hoarsely. He hurriedly stepped forward to help the old blacksmith, and said: "Boss, this gun is really the first gun in the world. It's great that your Zhang family can make this peerless gun." The gun will definitely be famous all over the world in the future! Don’t worry, the boy will not insult this gun, let alone the descendants of the Zhang family who cast this gun and guarded it.”

The old blacksmith wiped away his tears, stood up slowly with the support of Yang Yanrong, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, you are born with amazing supernatural powers, and you are just right to use this gun. From now on, this iron-point steel gun will be yours." Yes!"

Yang Yanrong was overjoyed. He thought the boss was bragging before, but it turned out that what he said was true. I was grateful for the integrity of this blacksmith Zhang. Of course, Yang Yanrong couldn't be stingy. He also knew that blacksmith Zhang would not ask for his money. Yes, so I bought everything in Zhang Blacksmith's shop at once. Of course, the price was more than a hundred times more expensive than the original one.

Blacksmith Zhang refused and insisted on buying it to him at the original price.

Yang Yanrong smiled and said: "Boss, if your ancestors of the Zhang family can cast such a peerless gun, then you are the number one blacksmith master in the ages, and you are always the direct descendant of the Zhang family. If I bought it cheaply, wouldn’t it be a blow to your Zhang family’s reputation as the No. [-] iron family in the ages? You don’t need to say anything, I always buy things regardless of the price.”

Not to mention the weapons in the sword, even the plowshare for the pear field, the hammer for driving piles, and the ax for chopping firewood.

Blacksmith Zhang shook his head and smiled wryly. Those ancient guys who hadn't been sold for a few years were all bought by the guest officer. How could he not know what the generous young man was thinking this year?However, he didn't stop him anymore, maybe tomorrow, he could find these things in some corner.

Yuchu and the girls secretly laughed, knowing that Yang Lang would not take advantage of other people's family, so they came up with such a brilliant idea to repay him.

After Yang Yanrong paid the money, he found a large wooden board and carved a few large characters on it with the iron point gun: No. 1 family.After a moment, he left with a group of people in a carriage.

"Brother Yang, I'm afraid this carriage is about to collapse!" Ke'er leaned on the wall of the carriage in fear, not daring to breathe, and said, "The horse is too pitiful. With a weight of one hundred catties, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk for long, and I'm going to be exhausted!"

Yang Yanrong smiled and said: "Fortunately, Yuchu reminded us to drive three horse-drawn carts, otherwise, we might still be at the blacksmith at this time."

Pedestrians on the street saw a strange scene. Three tall horses were struggling to pull the carriage, walking unsteadily step by step. A large iron rod was exposed from the back of the carriage...