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"Puff"
The red flame soared, and Zheng Jian took the lead.
He turned the fire into a gun and threw out the long gun formed by the flame in his hand.
In an instant, the spear penetrated the air, brought a burst of breaking wind, and stabbed the commander like lightning.
In the face of Zheng Jian's strong attack, commander Chen did not give way.
His big mouth opened and roared fiercely. His voice shook the sky, making everyone around feel that his ears hurt.
I saw a ripple in the void in front of commander Chen, and then spread straight ahead at a high speed.
It's a rare sound wave martial art!
In mid air, the ripple and the flame lance collided with each other, and then the flame lance collapsed and disappeared inch by inch, and the ripple was also consumed.
The first blow, the two sides are evenly matched!
After blocking Zheng Jian's blow, commander Chen looked cold, took the initiative to bully him, approached him, and rushed over with a cold long knife.
Zheng Jian's fist moves with fire covering his fists, and he won't give in at all.
During the close combat, the two were immediately entangled. Their fists and long knives collided, and there was a clear sound of gold and iron attack.
Both of them are at the peak level in the early stage of the territory, and they are the leaders in the territory of Beiling kingdom.
At this time, the big fight is terrible.
They fought each other, and all kinds of unique martial arts skills and skills were displayed, forming a strong destructive force, and sketching one deep trace after another on this endless wasteland.
Zhang Yi stared at the two men fighting in the field. At the bottom of his eyes, all kinds of martial arts they used flashed by.
Although it is not easy to learn at a glance, it can still expand Zhang Yi's martial arts accumulation.
There will be more ways to deal with similar situations in the future.
After fighting for some time, Zhang Yi thought to himself.
The strength of these two people is indeed very close. They are both in a situation of 50-50.
In the last fight, maybe Zheng Jian won just because he played better.
This time, it is possible for them to win or lose. The specific results can only depend on who can play a more leading role in the battle.
However, one thing that Zhang Yi didn't expect was that Zheng Jian, who originally seemed to be calm and self-restraint, fought fiercely and domineering.
The two fought hundreds of moves and gradually played the real fire. The playing method became more and more fierce. Sometimes they even stopped defending, but chose to exchange injuries for injuries.
"Peng!"
The two fought again.
Commander Chen slashed Zheng Jian's shoulder with a knife.
Zheng Jian's heart flashed through the situation of his father Zheng Yuan. He was not angry. His eyes were horizontal and didn't give way. He punched out directly.
Suddenly, the blow with the burst flame hit each other's chest, burning commander Chen's clothes on his chest and leaving a scorched mark on his chest.
When the commander was hit hard in the morning, his face suddenly became ferocious. His eyes were full of madness and fiercely waved his long knife.
A ray of faint light crossed a gorgeous arc in the air, and then it hit Zheng Jian's shoulder heavily.
If Zheng Jianzhen didn't protect yuan's body, this arm would have been cut off by commander Chen's knife.
"Ah!"
Feeling the unforgettable pain from his shoulder, Zheng Jian roared!
He took a step forward fiercely, his fist moved, and his power burst out fiercely!
Suddenly, a huge force followed his arm to his fist, and finally broke out in commander Chen's chest.
The commander flew out in the morning. His body rubbed hundreds of meters on the ground and left a deep scratch on the wasteland. When he finally stopped, a mouthful of blood gushed out. The real yuan meat was in chaos and had lost the power to fight again.
Seeing such a situation, the host quickly shouted.
"Zheng Jiansheng!"
"Wang Du has two places first."
Hearing this, commander Chen's face showed unwilling color.
He really didn't expect Zheng Jian to be so decisive that he dared to take the risk of cutting off his arm and hit him hard.
In the field, they were encouraged by Zhenyuan. Zhenyuan poured into the wound position to slow down the injury, and then dragged his body back to the camp.
After returning to the camp, a pharmacist will come to check the injury and do emergency treatment.
"Elder."
The commander bowed his head and spoke in shame.
Before the war, he vowed that he would not lose the war, but he was beaten in the face in the twinkling of an eye.
"You are seriously injured and your breath is chaotic. Go down and have a good rest."
Zhao Wushuang said faintly.
"Yes."
The commander replied in the morning.
Then Zhao Wushuang looked at Chen lie again.
The exhibition immediately understood, walked forward, looked in the direction of the king's capital, showed a ferocious smile, licked his lips, and looked down from above.
"I don't know who you two came up to compete with me?" Zhang Yi said nothing, while Fang Lin around him clenched his fist fiercely and looked at Chen lie fiercely.
The eyes were filled with deep resentment.
On the fist clenched arm, green veins burst up, like winding little snakes, looking terrible.
Seeing this, Chen lie picked up his eyebrows, looked at Fang Lin with a sarcastic tone and said, "Oh, isn't this a great genius in the past? Why, is it still a defeated general under your hand?"
"Hoo Hoo."
Fang Lin suddenly gasped heavily.
"Fang Lin, meditate!"
Aside, Zheng Jian shouted.
His voice was like thunder, which blew at the bottom of Fang Lin's heart and pulled him out of his angry state.
Fang Lin raised his head and looked at Zheng Jian, nodded slightly, and his eyes returned to calm.
The man who destroyed himself is in front of him,
The man who knocked himself from the top to the bottom is right in front of him,
For decades, I fantasized about this scene countless times,
Today, when he finally had the chance to play again, he finally lost his temper.
At this time, Zheng Jian's cry pulled him out of the abnormal state.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were still fierce, but at the bottom of his eyes, he was calm.
Two completely different emotions appeared on Fang Lin at the moment, but they were perfectly integrated without being abrupt.
Fang Lin walked forward and took out a dark iron long gun from the storage ring with a palm of his hand.
In the field, the two stood opposite each other. Before they started, the killing machines were all over the four fields.
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"Puff"
The red flame soared, and Zheng Jian took the lead.
He turned the fire into a gun and threw out the long gun formed by the flame in his hand.
In an instant, the spear penetrated the air, brought a burst of breaking wind, and stabbed the commander like lightning.
In the face of Zheng Jian's strong attack, commander Chen did not give way.
His big mouth opened and roared fiercely. His voice shook the sky, making everyone around feel that his ears hurt.
I saw a ripple in the void in front of commander Chen, and then spread straight ahead at a high speed.
It's a rare sound wave martial art!
In mid air, the ripple and the flame lance collided with each other, and then the flame lance collapsed and disappeared inch by inch, and the ripple was also consumed.
The first blow, the two sides are evenly matched!
After blocking Zheng Jian's blow, commander Chen looked cold, took the initiative to bully him, approached him, and rushed over with a cold long knife.
Zheng Jian's fist moves with fire covering his fists, and he won't give in at all.
During the close combat, the two were immediately entangled. Their fists and long knives collided, and there was a clear sound of gold and iron attack.
Both of them are at the peak level in the early stage of the territory, and they are the leaders in the territory of Beiling kingdom.
At this time, the big fight is terrible.
They fought each other, and all kinds of unique martial arts skills and skills were displayed, forming a strong destructive force, and sketching one deep trace after another on this endless wasteland.
Zhang Yi stared at the two men fighting in the field. At the bottom of his eyes, all kinds of martial arts they used flashed by.
Although it is not easy to learn at a glance, it can still expand Zhang Yi's martial arts accumulation.
There will be more ways to deal with similar situations in the future.
After fighting for some time, Zhang Yi thought to himself.
The strength of these two people is indeed very close. They are both in a situation of 50-50.
In the last fight, maybe Zheng Jian won just because he played better.
This time, it is possible for them to win or lose. The specific results can only depend on who can play a more leading role in the battle.
However, one thing that Zhang Yi didn't expect was that Zheng Jian, who originally seemed to be calm and self-restraint, fought fiercely and domineering.
The two fought hundreds of moves and gradually played the real fire. The playing method became more and more fierce. Sometimes they even stopped defending, but chose to exchange injuries for injuries.
"Peng!"
The two fought again.
Commander Chen slashed Zheng Jian's shoulder with a knife.
Zheng Jian's heart flashed through the situation of his father Zheng Yuan. He was not angry. His eyes were horizontal and didn't give way. He punched out directly.
Suddenly, the blow with the burst flame hit each other's chest, burning commander Chen's clothes on his chest and leaving a scorched mark on his chest.
When the commander was hit hard in the morning, his face suddenly became ferocious. His eyes were full of madness and fiercely waved his long knife.
A ray of faint light crossed a gorgeous arc in the air, and then it hit Zheng Jian's shoulder heavily.
If Zheng Jianzhen didn't protect yuan's body, this arm would have been cut off by commander Chen's knife.
"Ah!"
Feeling the unforgettable pain from his shoulder, Zheng Jian roared!
He took a step forward fiercely, his fist moved, and his power burst out fiercely!
Suddenly, a huge force followed his arm to his fist, and finally broke out in commander Chen's chest.
The commander flew out in the morning. His body rubbed hundreds of meters on the ground and left a deep scratch on the wasteland. When he finally stopped, a mouthful of blood gushed out. The real yuan meat was in chaos and had lost the power to fight again.
Seeing such a situation, the host quickly shouted.
"Zheng Jiansheng!"
"Wang Du has two places first."
Hearing this, commander Chen's face showed unwilling color.
He really didn't expect Zheng Jian to be so decisive that he dared to take the risk of cutting off his arm and hit him hard.
In the field, they were encouraged by Zhenyuan. Zhenyuan poured into the wound position to slow down the injury, and then dragged his body back to the camp.
After returning to the camp, a pharmacist will come to check the injury and do emergency treatment.
"Elder."
The commander bowed his head and spoke in shame.
Before the war, he vowed that he would not lose the war, but he was beaten in the face in the twinkling of an eye.
"You are seriously injured and your breath is chaotic. Go down and have a good rest."
Zhao Wushuang said faintly.
"Yes."
The commander replied in the morning.
Then Zhao Wushuang looked at Chen lie again.
The exhibition immediately understood, walked forward, looked in the direction of the king's capital, showed a ferocious smile, licked his lips, and looked down from above.
"I don't know who you two came up to compete with me?" Zhang Yi said nothing, while Fang Lin around him clenched his fist fiercely and looked at Chen lie fiercely.
The eyes were filled with deep resentment.
On the fist clenched arm, green veins burst up, like winding little snakes, looking terrible.
Seeing this, Chen lie picked up his eyebrows, looked at Fang Lin with a sarcastic tone and said, "Oh, isn't this a great genius in the past? Why, is it still a defeated general under your hand?"
"Hoo Hoo."
Fang Lin suddenly gasped heavily.
"Fang Lin, meditate!"
Aside, Zheng Jian shouted.
His voice was like thunder, which blew at the bottom of Fang Lin's heart and pulled him out of his angry state.
Fang Lin raised his head and looked at Zheng Jian, nodded slightly, and his eyes returned to calm.
The man who destroyed himself is in front of him,
The man who knocked himself from the top to the bottom is right in front of him,
For decades, I fantasized about this scene countless times,
Today, when he finally had the chance to play again, he finally lost his temper.
At this time, Zheng Jian's cry pulled him out of the abnormal state.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were still fierce, but at the bottom of his eyes, he was calm.
Two completely different emotions appeared on Fang Lin at the moment, but they were perfectly integrated without being abrupt.
Fang Lin walked forward and took out a dark iron long gun from the storage ring with a palm of his hand.
In the field, the two stood opposite each other. Before they started, the killing machines were all over the four fields.
"Puff"The red flame soared, and Zheng Jian took the lead.He turned the fire into a gun and threw out the long gun formed by the flame in his hand.In an instant, the spear penetrated the air, brought a burst of breaking wind, and stabbed the commander like lightning.In the face of Zheng Jian's strong attack, commander Chen did not give way.His big mouth opened and roared fiercely. His voice shook the sky, making everyone around feel that his ears hurt.I saw a ripple in the void in front of commander Chen, and then spread straight ahead at a high speed.It's a rare sound wave martial art!In mid air, the ripple and the flame lance collided with each other, and then the flame lance collapsed and disappeared inch by inch, and the ripple was also consumed.The first blow, the two sides are evenly matched!After blocking Zheng Jian's blow, commander Chen looked cold, took the initiative to bully him, approached him, and rushed over with a cold long knife.Zheng Jian's fist moves with fire covering his fists, and he won't give in at all.During the close combat, the two were immediately entangled. Their fists and long knives collided, and there was a clear sound of gold and iron attack.Both of them are at the peak level in the early stage of the territory, and they are the leaders in the territory of Beiling kingdom.At this time, the big fight is terrible.They fought each other, and all kinds of unique martial arts skills and skills were displayed, forming a strong destructive force, and sketching one deep trace after another on this endless wasteland.Zhang Yi stared at the two men fighting in the field. At the bottom of his eyes, all kinds of martial arts they used flashed by.Although it is not easy to learn at a glance, it can still expand Zhang Yi's martial arts accumulation.There will be more ways to deal with similar situations in the future.After fighting for some time, Zhang Yi thought to himself.The strength of these two people is indeed very close. They are both in a situation of 50-50.In the last fight, maybe Zheng Jian won just because he played better.This time, it is possible for them to win or lose. The specific results can only depend on who can play a more leading role in the battle.However, one thing that Zhang Yi didn't expect was that Zheng Jian, who originally seemed to be calm and self-restraint, fought fiercely and domineering.The two fought hundreds of moves and gradually played the real fire. The playing method became more and more fierce. Sometimes they even stopped defending, but chose to exchange injuries for injuries."Peng!"The two fought again.Commander Chen slashed Zheng Jian's shoulder with a knife.Zheng Jian's heart flashed through the situation of his father Zheng Yuan. He was not angry. His eyes were horizontal and didn't give way. He punched out directly.Suddenly, the blow with the burst flame hit each other's chest, burning commander Chen's clothes on his chest and leaving a scorched mark on his chest.When the commander was hit hard in the morning, his face suddenly became ferocious. His eyes were full of madness and fiercely waved his long knife.A ray of faint light crossed a gorgeous arc in the air, and then it hit Zheng Jian's shoulder heavily.If Zheng Jianzhen didn't protect yuan's body, this arm would have been cut off by commander Chen's knife."Ah!"Feeling the unforgettable pain from his shoulder, Zheng Jian roared!He took a step forward fiercely, his fist moved, and his power burst out fiercely!Suddenly, a huge force followed his arm to his fist, and finally broke out in commander Chen's chest.The commander flew out in the morning. His body rubbed hundreds of meters on the ground and left a deep scratch on the wasteland. When he finally stopped, a mouthful of blood gushed out. The real yuan meat was in chaos and had lost the power to fight again.Seeing such a situation, the host quickly shouted."Zheng Jiansheng!""Wang Du has two places first."Hearing this, commander Chen's face showed unwilling color.He really didn't expect Zheng Jian to be so decisive that he dared to take the risk of cutting off his arm and hit him hard.In the field, they were encouraged by Zhenyuan. Zhenyuan poured into the wound position to slow down the injury, and then dragged his body back to the camp.After returning to the camp, a pharmacist will come to check the injury and do emergency treatment."Elder."The commander bowed his head and spoke in shame.Before the war, he vowed that he would not lose the war, but he was beaten in the face in the twinkling of an eye."You are seriously injured and your breath is chaotic. Go down and have a good rest."Zhao Wushuang said faintly."Yes."The commander replied in the morning.Then Zhao Wushuang looked at Chen lie again.The exhibition immediately understood, walked forward, looked in the direction of the king's capital, showed a ferocious smile, licked his lips, and looked down from above."I don't know who you two came up to compete with me?" Zhang Yi said nothing, while Fang Lin around him clenched his fist fiercely and looked at Chen lie fiercely.The eyes were filled with deep resentment.On the fist clenched arm, green veins burst up, like winding little snakes, looking terrible.Seeing this, Chen lie picked up his eyebrows, looked at Fang Lin with a sarcastic tone and said, "Oh, isn't this a great genius in the past? Why, is it still a defeated general under your hand?""Hoo Hoo."Fang Lin suddenly gasped heavily."Fang Lin, meditate!"Aside, Zheng Jian shouted.His voice was like thunder, which blew at the bottom of Fang Lin's heart and pulled him out of his angry state.Fang Lin raised his head and looked at Zheng Jian, nodded slightly, and his eyes returned to calm.The man who destroyed himself is in front of him,The man who knocked himself from the top to the bottom is right in front of him,For decades, I fantasized about this scene countless times,Today, when he finally had the chance to play again, he finally lost his temper.At this time, Zheng Jian's cry pulled him out of the abnormal state.Fang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were still fierce, but at the bottom of his eyes, he was calm.Two completely different emotions appeared on Fang Lin at the moment, but they were perfectly integrated without being abrupt.Fang Lin walked forward and took out a dark iron long gun from the storage ring with a palm of his hand.In the field, the two stood opposite each other. Before they started, the killing machines were all over the four fields.
