The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger.

The wind and clouds are moving, and the desert is lonely and endless. The Moon Picking Spear and the Meteor Sword are the ones who are competing with each other!

Huo Yan was only slightly startled, and the confused color on his face instantly retracted, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face. Obviously, Zhang Jie's words completely aroused Huoyan's fighting intent!

Between the lightning and flint, Huo Yan had already collided with Zhang Jie, and Huo Yan's moon-picking spear was like a black lightning bolt that cut through the sky, hitting Zhang Jie directly from top to bottom.

Facing the moon-picking spear with a strange cold light, Zhang Jie's face did not have a trace of fear, he did not retreat but advanced, and the short sword in his hand slashed a silver light in the air, and instantly hit the tip of the oncoming spear.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the tip of the gun stabbed straight on the blade of the short sword, and the huge force pressed the short sword in Zhang Jie's hand down a few points.

The moon picking spear and the short sword were separated at one touch, Zhang Jie didn't give Huo Yan a chance to make another move, he danced the sword with his backhand, and a silver light slashed across the tip of the moon picking spear, bringing up a string of dazzling sparks, and Zhang Jie's body followed the short sword, sticking to the barrel of the moon picking gun and slid past, Zhang Jie directly forced in front of Huo Yan.

The spear is good at long-distance attacks, while the short sword is a close-range pursuit, Zhang Jie knows this truth very well, so he seized this opportunity to get close to his body, so that he can give full play to his absolute advantage most effectively!

Zhang Jie knows, why doesn't he know about Huoyan?

When Zhang Jie's figure slid past the barrel of the gun and pressed towards him, Huo Yan realized Zhang Jie's intentions. Therefore, the moon-picking spear in his hand did not hesitate to pull back, and then held the tail of the spear with his right hand, and shook it hard, and the gun was thrown towards Zhang Jie's side ribs like a long whip. At the same time, Huoyan's figure also retreated at great speed.

Facing the roaring spear body, Zhang Jie acted as if he didn't see it, his body was still close to Huoyan, and the short sword in his hand did not hesitate for a moment, and stabbed Huoyan's heart.

Faced with this style of play, Huo Yan was not as surprised as others, because this kind of life-for-life play is exactly what Huo Yan usually uses the most.

Thinking of this, Huo Yan's left hand suddenly clasped the wrist of his right hand and pulled it inward, strengthening the strength of the original spear.

Seeing that this was such a dangerous way of playing, the inexplicable people in the distance, as well as Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun, who had already ridden their horses, couldn't help but be surprised.

"Applejack!"

Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun shouted at the same time.

"Fire!"

I couldn't help but shout inexplicably.

Although the people outside the battle were already anxious, Zhang Jie and Huo Yan, who were in it, did not have the intention of retreating, and at this moment, there was no expression on their faces, and they were still insisting on performing their own moves, completely ignoring the opponent's killing moves!

"Poof!"

Zhang Jie's short sword was the first to reach Huo Yan's chest, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced Huo Yan's clothes in an instant, and then pierced into the skin mercilessly, and a trace of red blood flowed out along the blade.

However, Zhang Jie's short sword only stopped at two inches that pierced into the skin of the flame, and he couldn't move forward a bit, because at this moment, a powerful moon-picking spear had already hit him heavily, and the body of the spear whipped Zhang Jie's left rib without any fancy fancy, and Zhang Jie did not resist hard, but flew out sideways with this huge force.

Flying out of the side may not seem decent, but it's undoubtedly the best way to minimize damage!

Zhang Jie flew out of the side for nearly ten meters, before he turned over and landed, after landing, Zhang Jie knelt on one knee, and a short sword was deeply inserted into the sand, which was able to stabilize his figure!

Looking at Huo Yan again, his body flew out upside down, and the moon-picking spear in his hand poked back suddenly, and then the tip of the spear hit the ground, Huo Yan turned his body around, and his whole body slipped down the barrel of the gun like a snake.

Huo Yan slowly straightened up, letting the wound on his chest turn red, but he didn't care at all, his eyes were still staring at Zhang Jie in the distance.

"You're the first

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Someone who dares to go toe-to-toe with me!"

The icy voice of the fire suddenly sounded, and the chill in this sound was overwhelming, making everyone who heard it shudder!

Zhang Jie slowly raised his head, and on his face without a trace of emotion, a pair of dark eyes looked at Huo Yan quietly.

At this moment, Zhang Jie's eyes were unusually calm, and the calm was not so much like fighting, but more like contemplation!

Zheng Yingjun squinted at Huo Yan, a sneer appeared on his fat face, and shouted, "You are that Huo Yan?"

Hearing Zheng Yingjun speak, the inexplicable others standing behind Huo Yan wanted to urge the horse forward, but they were stopped by Huo Yan waving his hand in front of them.

"None of you can interfere without my order!" Huo Yan's voice was still cold, and firm, determined not to give Mo Ming and the others a chance to discuss!

Hearing Huo Yan's words, the corners of his mouth twitched inexplicably, and although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't say anything more after all.

After Huo Yan stopped the people behind him, he turned his head to Zheng Yingjun and said coldly, "Golden Swordsman?"

Zheng Yingjun smiled and said loudly: "What's the matter?

Hearing Zheng Yingjun's words, Huo Yan didn't laugh angrily, and said, "Golden Swordsman, do you dare to dismount and fight with me?"

"Why don't you dare?" Zheng Yingjun asked rhetorically, and he was about to turn over and dismount.

"Wait!"

Zhang Jie's voice suddenly sounded, and Zheng Yingjun stopped his dismount after hearing this, and looked at Zhang Jie with a puzzled expression.

But seeing that Zhang Jie was still looking at Huo Yan, he said coldly: "Huo Yan, your opponent is me! If you want to fight with others, you can pass my level first!"

"Hmph!" snorted inexplicably, "Impermanence Yama, I'll fight you!"

Inexplicably's sudden opening of his mouth seemed to make Huo Yan very dissatisfied, only to see Huo Yan turn around and walk towards Inexplicable, inexplicably also startled by Huo Yan's sudden movements, and then looked at Huo Yan with a puzzled expression.

Huo Yan walked to the inexplicable horse, stared at the inexplicable with his eyes like this, and said coldly, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"What?" asked inexplicably, confused.

Huo Yan took a deep breath, turned his body around, walked in the direction of Zhang Jie, and said inexplicably without looking back: "I said that no one can interfere without my order!

When he said the last few words, Huo Yan deliberately accentuated his tone, which made his brows furrow inexplicably, and a feeling of contempt instantly surged into his heart.

"Huoyan, don't forget the city lord's order!" said inexplicably and coldly. Huoyan's attitude made the inexplicable tone unkind.

Huo Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped, turned around, and said inexplicably: "The city lord's order, I will go back to the errand myself, what you have to do is to watch there!" Or, go back!"

"You..." was inexplicably speechless for a while.

Seeing such a scene, Zheng Yingjun smiled at Zhang Peng and said: "Look, this fiery temperament is quite suitable for my appetite!

Zhang Peng smiled slightly, and said softly: "The more such a character, the more dangerous it is! Just now he completely disregarded his own life, and insisted on bringing a trace of harm to Nameless! This alone is enough to prove that his title of killing god is not called in vain! If the nameless sword just now is one point faster, then the current flame is like a dead man!"

Zheng Yingjun nodded approvingly, and then said, "Peng, do you think this flame can beat Ajie?"

Zhang Peng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was observing carefully, and then said slowly: "Equally, between the best!"

"Shhh

Zhang Peng's words made Zheng Yingjun sigh with emotion.

How is Zhang Jie's martial arts, that is the strength to beat Wan Yanhong, a master who is fifth on the Yunxue list, to half death, and now he will be evaluated by Zhang Peng, and this

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The fire flame in the fourth place on the cloud and snow list is evenly divided, which is really amazing!

"If you talk about martial arts alone, maybe Wuming is a little higher, but the master's moves do not all depend on martial arts, there are also many factors such as courage, experience, and decisiveness! If my expectations are correct, this flame and the experience of fighting with others are definitely terrifying!" Zhang Peng said word by word.

Hearing this, Duolong looked at Zhang Peng with a trace of awe in his eyes, what kind of person is Huo Yan, he Duolong is too familiar! The kind of master who has been fighting with people since he was four or five years old, how can he have less combat experience?

It's just that now that he has been broken by this Zhang Peng, it is enough to see that this Zhang Peng is definitely even more unfathomable!

Huo Yan turned to look at Zhang Jie, and the moon-picking spear in his hand was slowly raised, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Zhang Jie.

"Within three hundred rounds, I will kill you!" Huo Yan's indifferent voice sounded again.

Zhang Jie looked at the fire flame with murderous intent on his face, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, the meaning of this smile was very obvious, that was mockery!

Zhang Jie's smile slowly retracted, and then his eyes gradually became cold.

"Humph!"

Without a superfluous nonsense, Zhang Jie suddenly kicked the sand under his feet, and picked up the short sword with his right hand, and the short sword broke through the ground in an instant, because the force was too great, he couldn't help but bring up a burst of dust! Zhang Jie's figure burst away at the flames.

The distance between the two is only more than ten meters, this distance is really not enough for masters like Zhang Jie and Huo Yan, it is a blink of an eye, it is considered a long time!

"Bang!"

Zhang Jie's short sword met Huoyan's moon-picking spear, the two of them came and went, Zhang Jie was constantly changing his position with his swift and dexterous offensive, and Huoyan's moon-picking spear was a long weapon, but it was extremely flexible in Huoyan's hands, so that the dexterous short sword could not find any flaws!

"Huo Yan's marksmanship is much better than that of Liu Zhi!" Zhang Peng said with emotion.

Liu Zhi is the ninth master in the Central Plains master list, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him "Gun Demon!" He is the personal disciple of the palace master of Xiaoyao Palace! This person also uses a gun, but it is a silver gun!

"Bang! bang!"

Zhang Jie and Huo Yan have fought for nearly 100 rounds in a short period of time. In the meantime, Zhang Jie relied on the weirdness and uniqueness of the meteor swordsmanship to find Huoyan's empty door several times, bringing some innocuous scars to Huoyan!

Although these scars are all scratches, which are far from fatal, they also tear the flame's clothes to pieces, and the body has become bloodstained, at least it looks much more embarrassed than Zhang Jie, who is fully dressed!

However, Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun, who were watching the battle, were both top masters, how could they really be confused by what they looked like on the surface, so they were also frowning, and their eyes were staring at the battle situation even more!

The inexplicable hand is always on his scimitar, as long as he is the slightest careless, he will shoot! Similarly, in case of accidents, there is Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng is also nervous at this moment, and there is a tendency to get up at any time!

The moon-picking spear dance in Huo Yan's hand was impenetrable, but there was laughter in his mouth: "Happy! I haven't fought so hard with someone for a long time!"

Zhang Jie's figure has been revolving around the flames, and the short sword in his hand has been changing his moves rapidly, he is waiting for an opportunity, as long as there is an opportunity, Zhang Jie can kill this flame in one fell swoop!

It's a pity that Huoyan has never given Zhang Jie this opportunity!

"A hundred moves have passed, and it can be regarded as a warm body, next, just prepare to die! You can die under my "moon picking marksmanship", you can laugh at Jiuquan! haha..."

Huoyan's voice sounded suddenly, and then Huoyan's body turned, and he quickly swept out of the battle, the moon-picking spear in his hand suddenly slammed, and a vast internal force poured out from the dantian, and the entire moon-picking spear became slightly trembling!

Seeing this, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in Zhang Jie's eyes, and the short sword in his hand also stepped forward, and a momentum that was no less than fire suddenly emerged!

"Just let my meteor sword technique, come and learn your moon-picking marksmanship!"

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