Meteor Sword and Moon Picking Spear, these two were originally the blades of the two peerless masters who were rumored on the rivers and lakes hundreds of years ago, and they also used the exquisite meteor swordsmanship and the unpredictable moon picking spear technique in that era to create the glory of the rivers and lakes of that era!

It's just that time has passed, and now it has long been a matter of right and wrong, and the legend of the meteor sword and the moon picking spear has gradually faded out of the sight of the people in the rivers and lakes, but no one would have thought that today in this desert, the two great masters of the year will be reproduced!

However, the people present were all newcomers to the rivers and lakes, even Zhang Jie and Huo Yan didn't know much about the connection between the meteor swordsmanship and the moon-picking marksmanship they used!

With the continuous instillation of internal force, the amplitude of the moon picking spear in Huo Yan's hand is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and gradually the whole gun has become a black shadow that shakes extremely fast, and it can no longer see half of its original appearance.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Peng couldn't help but stare at it, somehow, he always felt that the move of the Moon Picking Spear used by Huo Yan seemed to be somewhat similar to Zhang Jie's Meteor Sword Technique!

And the most real feeling is undoubtedly Zhang Jie, at this moment he is standing directly opposite the flame with his sword up, his eyes are full of killing and indifference.

"Drink!"

Huo Yan shouted, and then a little under his feet, his figure disappeared in place, only to see a black shadow quickly crossed in the desert, and then Zhang Jie was dressed in a black robe without wind and automatically, only to feel a strong wind coming, and even the hair in front of Zhang Jie's eyes was blown a little messy.

In the next second, Huo Yan's figure appeared in front of Zhang Jie, a strange smile appeared on Huo Yan's face, and the star-picking spear in his hand pounced on Zhang Jie like a poisonous snake!

"Poof!"

In the lonely desert, a sword tremor suddenly sounded, echoing in this vast world. Zhang Jie moved, and when the star-picking spear stabbed Zhang Jie in the throat, Zhang Jie's feet suddenly lightened, and then his body flew straight back. However, the short sword in his hand was abruptly thrown to the side by Zhang Jie, and a sharp sword aura left a deep scratch in the sand under the blade!

At this time, Huo Yan held the star-picking spear, and his feet quickly staggered forward, constantly approaching, leaving deep footprints on the sand!

At this moment, Zhang Jie was expressionless, a pair of indifferent eyes quietly stared at the fire in front of him, his body retreated in the air, his feet touched the sand from time to time, and he landed lightly, without a trace!

The tip of the star-picking gun was less than an inch away from Zhang Jie's throat!

"Meteor Sword Technique!"

Zhang Jie shouted, and then his body fell backwards suddenly, and at the moment when Zhang Jie fell, the extremely sharp star-picking spear stabbed against the tip of Zhang Jie's nose!

Zhang Jie's eyes suddenly gathered, and then the short sword in his right hand quickly swung upward, swinging left and right, and each sword slashed heavily on the barrel of the moon picking spear!

"Bang! bang!"

The crisp sound of metal crashing continued to sound, and Zhang Jie's short sword left shallow and inaudible scratches on the star-picking spear!

With the slashing of the short sword, Zhang Jie's body also slid towards the oncoming flames on his back, and when the short sword slashed to the tail of the star-picking spear, Zhang Jie's face suddenly turned cold, and then his knees instantly exerted force, and the whole body was like an arrow off the string, rushing upwards at great speed! And the short sword in his hand also stabbed straight up mercilessly!

At this moment, the tip of Zhang Jie's short sword is pointed directly at Huo Yan's chin, looking at this posture, Zhang Jie is going to pierce Huo Yan's head with a sword!

"Close!"

Huo Yan shouted in the face of the short sword that stabbed directly, and then withdrew his elbow, and the moon spear that was originally stabbed out was pulled back, and at this time, Huo Yan's body also fell backwards under the force of the moon spear, and he could have escaped Zhang Jie's attack!

"Poof!"

Zhang Jie's right hand flipped over, and then his body turned in the air, and the short sword spun rapidly against Zhang Jie's body, silver light flashed, and the sharp sword blade brought up a huge silver vortex, which hit Huoyan's chest.

"Boom!"

The silver short sword slammed into the moon-picking spear that had been retracted by the flame in time, and the huge force directly knocked out a string of dazzling sparks between the two!

"Yellow Springs Picking the Moon!"

Huo Yan shouted, and then his right hand stabbed downward, piercing the head of the moon picking spear deep into the sand, followed by Zhang Jie's short sword, and then Huo Yan's wrist suddenly flipped, his right hand held the tail of the moon picking gun and pressed it down, and his left hand held the middle of the gun, and the moon picking spear was like a forced bowstring, suddenly bursting out of the sand.

"Bang!"

The sudden burst of the moon-picking spear brought up several feet of sand

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dust, then the tip of the gun was raised, the left hand was pushed, the right hand was loosened, and without warning, a shot stabbed Zhang Jie's forehead and left!

This trick is a rather ruthless move in the moon picking marksmanship, Huangquan, which means burying the head of the gun into the ground and taking the opportunity to gather strength. Picking the moon refers to attacking by surprise and taking the enemy's head directly, and the "moon" referred to in this "picking the moon" is the opponent's head!

Because the spear is seven feet away, it is generally difficult to play an offensive in a short distance, but this Huangquan Picking Moon is the opposite, submerging the head of the spear into the ground, the purpose is to use the force to bend the body of the spear at a very short distance, and then eject it with all its strength, the purpose is to surprise the maximum attack of the spear in a short distance! This move, I don't know how many masters have fallen, the reason is that these fallen masters did not expect that the spear could launch such an attack at a short distance!

"Applejack be careful!"

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Zhang Peng couldn't help but shout loudly. At this moment, even Zhang Peng didn't expect that this flame would have such a move, and it would be able to make the spear deliver such a fatal blow at such a short distance!

In the face of the sudden attack, Zhang Jie had no chance to dismantle the move at all, so he could only subconsciously and quickly turn his head to the right, and the pitch-black moon-picking spear mercilessly left a hole about three inches long on Zhang Jie's forehead, and then slid over. Blood gushed out of the wound in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Jie's entire face was dyed blood-red! Through the wound on Zhang Jie's forehead, a trace of a white skull could be faintly seen!

This shot almost cost Zhang Jie's life!

was stabbed by a shot by Huoyan, Zhang Jie did not hesitate, not even a little surprised, Zhang Jie, who was accustomed to assassination, knew in his heart that the more dangerous the killing move, the more flaws would be left, this was the best opportunity for him to kill in one fell swoop!

A cold light flashed in Zhang Jie's eyes, and then the short sword in his hand suddenly turned in the palm of his hand, slashing horizontally towards Huoyan's lower abdomen.

"Whew!"

Zhang Jie expected it well, although Huo Yan's move "Huangquan Picking the Moon" just now injured Zhang Jie, he also completely exposed his lower abdomen in front of Zhang Jie's eyes, the so-called gains must be lost, Huo Yan failed to stab Zhang Jie's head with one shot, then he would inevitably be hit by Zhang Jie's thunderous blow!

The sharp short sword mercilessly slashed from right to left in the lower abdomen of the flame, and after a sword, Zhang Jie did not stop at all, but connected the dots under his feet, collected the sword and withdrew from the battle circle!

Looking at Huo Yan again, his hands still maintained the action of holding the moon gun flat, but his face became a little painful, at this moment, Huo Yan's lower abdomen, a shallow trace of blood slowly penetrated into the clothes and appeared, and then, this blood mark was constantly magnified, and then it completely dyed the clothes, and the blood began to flow outward, and there was a tendency to be out of control!

"Fire?"

The inexplicable position was behind Huo Yan, so he didn't see Huo Yan receiving Zhang Jie's sword!

Huo Yan slowly shook his body, and then slammed the moon spear to his side, and his right hand clasped the barrel of the gun so that he didn't let his figure fall!

Huo Yan slowly stretched out his left hand and touched his lower abdomen, where there was a burning stinging sensation at the moment, and a sense of emptiness that continued to lose strength!

Zhang Jie's sword disemboweled!

Huo Yan slowly raised his head, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, and he saw Huo Yan's eyes staring at Zhang Jie coldly, and he said word by word: "What a fast sword!"

At this moment, a large amount of blood had fallen to the sand along the flaming clothes, staining the sand on the ground into a blood-red color!

Zhang Jie stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood in front of his eyes, and then said lightly: "It's because you're too confident! Have you ever thought that if your shot can't kill me, then you will die!"

Hearing Zhang Jie's words, Huo Yan seemed to want to laugh, but after opening his mouth, a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth, and he couldn't show half a smile at all! Then Huo Yan closed his mouth, wiped the blood from his mouth with his big hand, and finally shook his head slowly! This meant telling Zhang Jie that he didn't expect to kill Zhang Jie at all!

Killing a god is not a loss is killing a god, who is so self-sacred, and my invincible momentum is really not something that ordinary people can have! It's a pity that he chose the wrong opponent this time!

"Whew!"

Huo Yan took a deep breath, and then pressed his left hand to his lower abdomen, although it did not stop the blood from flowing out, but it also blocked the intestines and internal organs that were about to flow out of his body!

lost the fixation of the moon picking spear, and Huoyan's body also swayed from side to side, no

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Guo Rao was like this, Huo Yan still slowly raised the moon picking spear, and the tip of the spear was still pointed at Zhang Jie with a dignified face on the opposite side!

Fire, still fighting!

Seeing this scene, even Zhang Peng on the side was a little shocked, in fact, in Zhang Peng's heart, he admired a real man like Huo Yan!

Today's Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun have a sense of being heroes and cherishing heroes!

Zhang Jie was shocked by Huoyan's movements, and then a touch of respect flashed in his originally indifferent eyes, and he said lightly: "Now you still have a glimmer of life! If you move again, you will definitely die!"

"Haha!" Huo Yan looked up to the sky and smiled, blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth as if he didn't want money, "Big husband, what joy is life?

Zheng Yingjun was also shocked by Huo Yan's actions at this moment, and changed his hippie smile from the past, but said solemnly: "This Huo Yan is a man!"

Zhang Peng nodded nondeniably.

Zhang Jie saw that Huo Yan was so resolute, so his eyes gradually became cold, and then the short sword in his hand was raised again, and said faintly: "Okay! Since this is the case, then I will give you a ride today! I respect you as a man, so I will not spare the slightest hand in the next battle for any reason!"

Huo Yan snorted coldly and shouted, "That's the best! The three hundred rounds haven't come yet, how do you know that I can't kill you?"

"Wait!"

Just as Zhang Jie was about to raise his sword and shoot, an inexplicable voice suddenly came from behind him!

As soon as the voice fell, he jumped out of the horse inexplicably, and then a few flashes came to Huo Yan's side, grabbed Huo Yan's arm, and then connected his fingers to several acupuncture points of Huo Yan, and the blood that was originally flowing out of the country had a tendency to slow down!

"Inexplicable!" Huo Yan shouted dissatisfiedly.

"I don't want to save you, but if you die, I won't be able to explain to the city lord when I go back!" replied inexplicably in a cold voice.

After that, he pointed at Huoyan's faint point inexplicably, Huoyan never thought that this inexplicable would attack him, so he was also defenseless, and after being stunned by an inexplicable finger, he collapsed in his inexplicable arms!

Inexplicably, he flattened Huoyan's body, then took out a 'jade' bottle from his arms, opened the cap of the bottle, poured out some dark gray powder from the bottle, and then carefully sprinkled these medicinal powders on Huoyan's wound!

It is also strange to say, the effect of this medicine powder is very good, the wound that was still bleeding did not stop bleeding less than a moment after the powder was sprinkled, and the bleeding stopped, and there was a faint tendency to scar the wound quickly!

The wound in Huoyan's lower abdomen was seven inches, which made it shocking to see inexplicably, and now even inexplicably admired Huoyan just now that he could still stand and talk to Zhang Jie!

Zhang Jie did not pick up the sneak attack, but turned around and walked towards Zhang Peng.

The black-clothed guards who originally wanted to rush forward to stop them were staring at each other at this moment, and for a while, no one dared to take the lead, because the killing god they agreed with was actually defeated by the indifferent man in front of them! This was really too shocking for these black-clothed guards!

Looking at it inexplicably, he focused on Huoyan's injury, and didn't notice Zhang Jie's movements!

After inexplicably treating Huo Yan's injuries temporarily, he waved his hand and called two black-clothed guards to take care of Huo Yan, while he slowly stood up and stared straight at Zhang Peng and the others in the distance, with very complicated feelings in his eyes!

"Inexplicable! Do you still want to fight?" Zhang Peng's cold voice suddenly sounded in the desert.

Zheng Yingjun laughed, and then said loudly: "Otherwise, if you go together, Lao Tzu doesn't mind slaughtering you all!"

Zheng Yingjun's words made him hesitate inexplicably, now the momentum on his side has been completely suppressed, even if he fights, it will only increase casualties, but if he doesn't fight, the order handed over by Zejun will not be completed!

"Poof!"

Inexplicably, he slowly pulled out the two scimitars on his waist, and the hesitation in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a kind of battle intent full of killing!

"The order of the city lord must not be violated! I will die here today, and I must not let you go north easily!"

As soon as the inexplicable words fell, many black-clothed guards behind him pulled out the steel knives on their waists, staring at Zhang Peng and the others one by one, looking at them like this, they had the momentum of seeing death as home!

"This bloody battle is really inevitable!"

Zhang Peng's eyes slowly narrowed, and a cold and slightly helpless sentence slowly blurted out!

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