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"Die!"

Yan Qingshan exhaled and shouted like thunder, and the iron spear in his hand suddenly turned into a silver dragon, carrying boundless killing intent, and stabbed straight into the opponent's back.

This spear condensed all his true energy.

This fifth-level strongman merged with the spear, with an indomitable determination and fierce power.

Sacrifice!

Although Yan Qingshan seized the rare opportunity and was quite sure to kill the extremely slippery opponent in one fell swoop.

But he was deeply confused.

The black-robed old man surnamed Wei was a helper invited by Yan Qingshan at a great cost.

The two had cooperated many times before and knew each other well.

The black-robed old man's cultivation strength was slightly inferior to Yan Qingshan, but he was insidious and cunning, good at sneak attacks, plotting, poisoning and plotting, and was an extremely difficult person.

The two joined forces, Yan Qingshan used the Liaoyuan spear technique to attack, and the black-robed old man was responsible for harassment and assistance.

Never fought against anyone below the sixth level!

However, today, facing Zhang Yuan, the young guardian god, this set of tactics that had won every battle failed.

Not only that, Zhang Yuan even killed the black-robed old man in an extremely unfavorable situation!

Yan Qingshan didn't even see clearly what killing moves the other party used.

At that moment, he really had the idea of ​​giving up and leaving!

It is wise to stop the loss in time.

However, the strong will tempered by hundreds of battles and the dignity of being a fifth-level strongman made Yan Qingshan suppress his inner depression and panic.

He did not give up the opportunity created for him by his companions with their lives, and resolutely stabbed this shot!

The next moment, Zhang Yuan, who had just killed the black-robed old man, suddenly turned around, facing the iron spear stabbed from behind by Yan Qingshan, and swung the Taowu knife in his hand.

This fierce weapon suddenly exuded a strong murderous aura. The blade that had cut off countless heads fell from the air, instantly breaking the brilliant spear light, and accurately and fiercely slashed on the spear head.

Clang!

The sword and spear collided, suddenly making a deafening sound.

In an instant, a flash of fire appeared and the aura was broken!

Yan Qingshan's charge stopped, and the tip of the spear fell and pointed to the ground.

And Zhang Yuan took back three steps with his sword!

On the surface, it seemed that Yan Qingshan had the upper hand in the first real duel between the two sides.

But in fact, this fifth-level strongman was shocked!

Because Zhang Yuan's sword not only broke his spear momentum, but also contained a power so strong that it was incredible, and almost knocked down the iron spear.

Although Yan Qingshan was not good at divine power, his Liaoyuan spear technique had already reached the top, and his powerful true essence was also at the forefront of the fifth level.

The full force against the hasty, unexpectedly only equal, such a result was completely beyond Yan Qingshan's expectation.

The fifth-level strong man took a deep breath, and his deep eyes instantly regained their calmness.

"Kill!"

He roared again, and the fighting spirit that had just been knocked down climbed to the peak again.

The drooping long spear was raised high again, and in an instant, thousands of sharp and swift spear shadows were inspired, covering Zhang Yuan with the momentum of raging fire.

The killing intent was overwhelming!

Facing the fierce attack of the strong enemy, Zhang Yuan did not use the free and easy body movement to dodge and escape this time.

He swung his sword brazenly and threw himself into the heavy spear shadows without hesitation.

The collision between the two sides then reached the most violent peak!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The long sword and the long spear collided again and again, and the sound of explosions continued, as if endless.

This primitive forest, which was rarely visited by people in the past, suffered a great disaster in such a fierce and violent battle.

One after another, the big trees creaked and fell down.

Countless fallen leaves flew all over the sky, and were then crushed into powder by the flying Qi.

The figures of Zhang Yuan and Yan Qingshan shuttled back and forth in the forest, sometimes intersecting and sometimes pulling apart. The prairie fire and the wind and cloud sword frequently collided, raising countless dust and gravel on the ground!

A gun was full of murderous aura, and a sword was full of murderous aura. The two Xuanbing chess pieces met their opponents.

"Kill!"

Yan Qingshan held the gun in both hands, leaped up with a roar, and slapped Zhang Yuan's head heavily from a high position.

The long spear swung down and whistled, as if thousands of troops were trampling on Zhang Yuan at the same time.

Zhang Yuan did not dodge or evade, but suddenly raised his sword to block!

Clang!

There was another loud noise, and Zhang Yuan's feet were deeply embedded in the mud.

Yan Qingshan took the opportunity to withdraw his spear.

He did not continue to attack.

Instead, he looked at Zhang Yuan deeply and turned around and left.

This fifth-level strongman has realized that Zhang Yuan is not only an opponent who can match him, but also that he may not be able to get away with it if he continues to fight.

What Yan Qingshan fears most is the method Zhang Yuan used to kill the old man in black robes.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one content, one book, one bar!

He dared not bet that Zhang Yuan's killing move could only be used once!

Not only that, although Zhang Yuan's cultivation level is much worse than Yan Qingshan's, his swordsmanship and skills are not weak at all, and he also has terrifying innate divine power.

Although Yan Qingshan seems to be calm on the surface, in fact, his hands are cracked.

It is completely dependent on the true essence lock that no blood flows out!

If you don't leave now, when will you leave?

But if Yan Qingshan wanted to leave, it would depend on whether Zhang Yuan agreed or not.

"Stay here!"

Seeing his opponent retreat, Zhang Yuan shouted loudly, and suddenly rose from the ground, chasing after the fifth-level strongman in mid-air.

For Zhang Yuan, Yan Qingshan is undoubtedly an excellent whetstone.

He just entered the fifth level, and his cultivation foundation is definitely not as good as the other party, but the blessing of the God's Nest host has greatly smoothed the gap between the two sides, and even surpassed it.

Yan Qingshan's spearmanship is very powerful, upright and fierce. Fighting with him is like facing thousands of troops. Even if the will is slightly weak, it is not enough to fight with him.

Moreover, the iron spear in his hand can also inspire the killing intent of the battle formation.

Adding wings to a tiger!

But it is such a strong enemy that has sharpened Zhang Yuan's Fengyun Nine Swords, soul will and swordsmanship.

The more rounds he fought with Yan Qingshan, the more he understood his own swordsmanship and even martial arts.

Zhang Yuan didn't even want to end the battle too quickly.

After all, such an opponent is difficult.

If Yan Qingshan knew what Zhang Yuan was thinking at this moment, he would probably vomit blood on the spot.

But this fifth-level strongman of the Yan family is not an easy person to deal with!

He had just taken a dozen steps when he suddenly stopped and turned around to shoot.

He stabbed Zhang Yuan in the air with lightning speed.

A surprise attack!

This shot was simple and direct, without any fancy changes, but the speed, force and power of the spear were better than the previous hundreds of strikes and thousands of spears, and contained a trace of the mysterious true meaning of martial arts.

It was about to stab Zhang Yuan's abdomen in an instant!

But at this critical moment, Zhang Yuan, who was in the air and could not use the force, actually swooped to the right in an instant.

He barely avoided Yan Qingshan's fatal blow!