"You are the first opponent I have taken martial arts so seriously for so many years, and you should feel honored." Xu Huang said coldly.

"Let the horses come." Zhao Yun said indifferently.

When Xu Huang heard this, his eyes flashed with a trace of light, and his burly body burst out like an arrow off the string, with such a fast speed that only an afterimage passed by.

Zhao Yun's eyes changed slightly, Xu Huang's speed was obviously beyond his expectations, with Xu Huang's burly body, this speed was a bit extraordinary, a little terrifying.

"Eat me with an axe." With a soft drink, accompanied by a terrifying cold light, he suddenly swooped down towards Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's arm was slightly raised, and the silver spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out like a meteor, with his speed, if Xu Huang didn't dodge in time, even if the mountain axe could cut Zhao Yun, that shot was enough to pierce his chest, it was really a life-threatening killing move, in order to force back Xu Huang's deadly killing machine.

Sure enough, just when the mountain axe in Xu Huang's hand was about to cut Zhao Yun's shoulder, his body reversed beyond imagination, forcing him to stop the offensive, Zhao Yun's purpose, he knew it in his heart, one axe for one shot, even if the mountain axe in his hand was more dominant, and he could seriously injure Zhao Yun, it would not be better in the end, although the head of the gun was small, but the blood-breaking ability was very strong, if it was penetrated through the chest, it was enough to make his combat effectiveness drop several layers, that was not what Xu Huang wanted to see, now that the war has started, Zhou Cang's example is still vivid, He didn't want to lose the opportunity to make a difference.

"Drink~"

Xu Huang's eyes were calm, his body and Zhao Yun bombarded again, the two figures were intertwined and rolled like dragons in the clouds, and the cold light was shining repeatedly, and the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting around were suddenly affected by a lot, affecting them to fight, and they were frustrated, either kicked away, or rolled to the ground by Zhao Yun's spear, not only unlucky, but also extremely embarrassed.

"Again." On the bombardment of one move, Xu Huang's body trembled, his arm was sore, and Zhao Yun on the opposite side was also a little struggling.

"A hundred birds and a phoenix, a knock." Zhao Yun snorted softly, and the silver spear in his hand turned into a cold light, like a hundred birds worshipping, and he knocked down violently, and a fierce cold practice fell with a bang.

"Hundred birds towards the phoenix spear?" On the other side, Xu Huang's face continued to be solemn, the phoenix spear was created by Tong Yuan, and its power was amazing, and it achieved the title of the king of spears in the north.

"Tiangang one-style." The mountain axe in Xu Huang's hand was suddenly raised, and slowly fell, and an axe shadow suddenly floated up, looking from a distance, it was unusually huge, and the power was very powerful.

Xu Huang learned the axe method called 'Tiangang Eight Styles', is the Hedong Xu family from generation to generation of stunts, can be cultivated complete is very rare, Xu Huang is the Xu family this hundred years recognized genius, the practice of martial arts is not only very strong comprehension, and talented, for the study of Tiangang eight styles is far beyond ordinary people, young has learned the first six styles of Tiangang eight styles, this kind of comprehension, so that the Xu family is shocked.

Tiangang Eight Style, one style is stronger than the other, and Zhao Yun's century-old Chaofeng spear is also very domineering, and the famous stunt of the Northland Gun King is of course powerful.

"Boom~"

A roar, the soldiers on both sides who were closer to Xu Huang and Zhao Yun were shocked in their hearts, and a sharp roar poured into their ears, only the aftermath, but it almost made the bodies of the ordinary soldiers present tremble suddenly, and their hearts fluttered.

The dust dissipated, and the two figures were revealed, Zhao Yun's arms were bleeding, and Xu Huang on the other side was not easy, his face was innocent, and there was a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously, he was also injured.

Zhao Yun and Xu Huang's strong duel, such a movement, attracted the attention of thousands of people present, neither of them is a nameless junior, and they are also considered the number one person in their respective armies, especially Zhao Yun, although he is not very famous at present, but it is only put in the world's heroes, in the hundreds of thousands of Youzhou army, the fame of Zhao Zilong, who is white-robed and silver-gunned, is not necessarily Yan Gang and others, as a rising star, Zhao Yun is to a certain extent, more able to make the young Youzhou army soldiers respectful.

"Ahem," Xu Huang stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly twice, and spit out a mouthful of blood, depending on the situation, the injury was much more serious than Zhao Yun.

"It's worthy of the stunt of the gun king, it's really strong." Xu Huang is a person who doesn't bother to force a smile at all, for him, defeat is defeat, and he doesn't feel ashamed to lose under the fame skills of the old-timers.

Zhao Yun's arms were bleeding, and he forcibly stopped him, looked at Xu Huang, who was still tall, and said in a deep voice: "You are also very strong, this hand axe method is the most domineering I have seen so far." ”

"Hehe," Xu Huang smiled indifferently: "Come again, today, let me understand the essence of your century-old Chaofeng." ”

When Zhao Yun heard this, his eyes froze, and he answered Xu Huang with his actions, and the silver spear trembled slightly in the palm of his hand, which was the momentum of the hundred-year-old Chaofeng spear.

Xu Huang suddenly pulled out the mountain opening axe, a chilling momentum rushed to the sky, his eyes were cold, his body jumped up suddenly, in the void, suddenly fell, an axe turned into a hundred axes, hundreds of axe shadows fell towards Zhao Yun, colorful cold light, Zhao Yun's eyes were slightly cold, and he couldn't tell which one was the killer mountain axe, or, each one was like a real one, enough to seriously injure Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly closed, and an inexplicable perception emanated from his heart, his vision, his hearing, disappeared in an instant, only the silver gun in his hand and the inexplicable perception in his heart still existed.

"Where are you?" Zhao Yun muttered to himself in his heart, there was no dodge, and there was no time to dodge, the silver spear in his hand was slightly curved, and a huge force poured into it, Qianjun pressed his body, the head of the spear was unyielding, and he burst out angrily, and a little cold star poured away like a meteor, turning into a spear, and the shadow of the spear was heavy, with unyielding might, and Xu Huang's heavy axe shadow bombarded up.

Heavy gun shadows, suddenly overlapping, a silver gun with earth-shattering might, piercing the void, piercing through the heavy axe shadows, bombarded up.

Like two hills colliding, there was a loud bang, and the cold light appeared, just like the cold light reflected by the mirror under the sun, the eyes of the nearby soldiers lit up, and they subconsciously closed their eyes, all of them were frightened by the cold light.

The cold light dissipated, the silver spear fell to the ground, and the Kaishan axe flew out upside down, Zhao Yun couldn't help but have a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood splattered out, Xu Huang was not easy, his body trembled, grabbed the Kaishan axe, as if he was hit hard, crossed a blood line, and his body retreated five or six steps.

"Komeito." Jin Million, who was in a frenzy, inadvertently turned around, and when he saw this, he hurriedly smashed his opponent to death with a hammer and ran over.

"How?" Jin Million helped Xu Huang up, glanced at Xu Huang, whose face was slightly pale, and said, "Can you still fight again?" ”

"I'm fine," Xu Huang gently shook off Jin Wan's hand, supported the ground with one hand, quickly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the mountain axe, and looked directly at Zhao Yun.

"Do you want to leave it to me?" Jin Million's eyes dissipated violently, and he looked at Zhao Yun with a solemn expression, Xu Huang's martial arts, he knew that he was not under him, he could hit Xu Huang hard, and this person's martial arts were also unfathomable.

"No, today, this is my battlefield with him." Xu Huang shook his head and said, his expression was unusually serious.

When Jin Million heard this, his heart was suddenly shocked, but he didn't say anything, if it was him, he would also choose like this, this is the quality that a warrior should have, not admitting defeat and daring to fight.

Zhao Yun stood with a gun, his white robe stained with blood, and despite the injury, his body still exuded a Ling Ran aura, which was like a vast mountain and river.