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"What's wrong with you? Just do it?" Jiang Zhou looked at Sun Yan who came straight to him and said, "Everyone is a civilized person. What do you look like when you fight and kill?"

Although Jiang Zhou said so, the candle dragon spear in his hand was already firmly gripped, and he waited for Sun Yan to stab Sun Yan severely.

"Stop talking nonsense, die!" Sun Yan gritted his teeth and waved the ink fire fan, and the spikes on the fan bone drew towards Jiang Zhou's throat.

Jiang Zhou chuckled and watched Sun Yan slowly said, "Today I will let you know...what is an inch long and an inch strong!"

After speaking, the candle dragon spear in Jiang Zhou's hand pierced straight towards Sun Yan.

Puff, with a soft sound, the candle dragon spear directly pierced Sun Yan's chest, and the ink fire fan in Sun Yan's hand was still some distance away from Jiang Zhou's throat.

"Haha." Jiang Zhou sneered, using his hands harder, trying to inflict more damage on Chihuo with the Candle Dragon Spear.

Chi Huo lowered his head indifferently, looked at the candle dragon spear pierced on his chest and slowly said, "What? I want to send your candle dragon spear to my hand again?"

"Huh?" Jiang Zhou was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't even understand what Sun Yan meant for a while.

"You baby, I've been coveting it for a long time, and I haven't had a chance to succeed." Sun Yan smiled, and then said: "But now you take the initiative to deliver it to my eyes, it's not the same thing if I don't accept it, since You are so enthusiastic, then I will reluctantly accept it!"

When Sun Yan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the candle dragon spear.

"You are so shameless!" Jiang Zhou violently retracted the candle dragon spear, watching Sun Yan sip, for fear that his candle dragon spear would fall into Sun Yan's hands again.

"Hahaha, you were fooled!" Sun Yan laughed loudly, and flashed to Jiang Zhou's side with a slight shake.

Snapped…

With a crisp sound, the ink fire fan drew on Jiang Zhou's face fiercely, and saw Jiang Zhou somersault directly on the spot, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Boy, you are too tender..." Sun Yan lowered his head and said while watching Jiang Zhou open his mouth cheerfully.

"It's a misstep." Jiang Zhou mumbled and said, only feeling a pain on his face. It was obvious that he was not lightly pumped.

Sun Yan gave a strange laugh, lowered his head and spoke with disdain: "Now it is more important to take your life than to rob your baby, don't you know?"

"Who, who knows what kind of beating you are." Jiang Zhou slowly said, stretching out his arms to support his body, trying to stand up.

Bang...

Sun Yan directly raised his foot and kicked Jiang Zhou out, cursing in a low voice: "Do you still want to stand up?"

Seeing Jiang Zhou rolling out, City Lord Ding frowned slightly, wondering if Jiang Zhou could hold on to it, or whether he should make a move at this time.

Jiang Zhou stopped, chuckled softly on the ground, and slowly said, "You can do it... Don't let me stand up in this life, otherwise the moment I stand up is the moment you climb down."

"The big talk is good!" Sun Yan shouted, waved the ink fire fan in his hand, and slashed towards Jiang Zhou fiercely.

Jiang Zhou heard the sound of Chi Huo shouting, and turned his head to find that Chi Huo's ink fire fan was getting closer and closer to him.

"Ma Ye..." Jiang Zhou frowned, and rolled to the side with all his strength.

Puff...The ink fire fan was cut into the ground like tofu.

"Huh, okay, okay..." Jiang Zhou let out a sigh, looking at the Mohuo Fan who was less than a punch away from him and said.

"It's okay? I'm making you bad!" Seeing that he had missed another blow, Sun Yan couldn't help but snorted, pulling out the ink fire fan and slashing towards Jiang Zhou again.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff

There was a series of soft noises, and every blow of Sun Yan cut into the ground, and none of them fell on Jiang Zhou.

"Oh roar..." Although Jiang Zhou was rolling and hiding in embarrassment, he was very fortunate to see Sun Yan missed a blow.

"Boy, it's pretty fast to hide." Sun Yan gritted his teeth while looking at Jiang Zhou and said bitterly.

"Otherwise, I will lie there waiting for you if I don't hide? I'm not a fool." Jiang Zhou said cheerfully, and wanted to stand up.

"Do you still want to stand up? Dreaming!" Sun Yan yelled, waving the ink fire fan in his hand and slashing towards Jiang Zhou again. This time his goal was Jiang Zhou's throat and wanted to use the tip of the fan bone The thorn directly chopped off Jiang Zhou's head.

"I lost..." Jiang Zhou's eyes widened in an instant, and he involuntarily waved the candle dragon gun and slanted it towards Sun Yan.

puff…

The candle dragon spear directly pierced Sun Yan's chest obliquely, but it still couldn't penetrate and could not seriously injure Sun Yan.

"Huh..." Jiang Zhou let out a sigh of relief. After all, he temporarily blocked Sun Yan's attack, allowing Jiang Zhou to breathe.

City Lord Ding took a sigh of relief. After all, Jiang Zhou is not in any serious trouble now, so he can relax. As for Ding Hao, he is not worried at all, because Ding Hao's strength is against those flame sects. Any one of the disciples is ninety-nine percent sure that Ding Hao will win, not to mention that the current disciples of the Flame Sect have almost no fighting intentions.

"Boy." Sun Yan looked at Jiang Zhou who was lying on the ground with his mouth wide open, and said slowly: "What? You want to send the candle dragon spear to my hand again?"

"I will send you grandma!" Jiang Zhou couldn't help cursing, and then said: "You waited for me to stand up, I must take care of you, or I would be sorry for you, my surname is Sun.

"You said so, I will let you stand up?" Sun Yan groaned and looked at Jiang Zhou and asked: "Do you think you can stand up? Or do you think I will let you stand up?"

"Is that nonsense?" Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes, and then said: "Of course I stood up by myself."

Sun Yan gave a strange cry and looked at Jiang Zhou slowly and said, "Do you think I... will make you stand up?"

"It's not whether you will... but whether you can stop me!" Jiang Zhou snorted.

Hearing the words, Tongji Monkey injected a wave of strength into Jiang Zhou's arms in a timely manner.

Jiang Zhou held the tail of the candle dragon's gun and shouted in a deep voice: "Go!"

After that, Jiang Zhou was seen holding the candle dragon spear tightly and violently waved his arms to lift Sun Yan out.

thump…

With a muffled sound, Sun Yan fell heavily to the ground.

"Hehe..." Jiang Zhou got up and chuckled, watching Sun Yan raised his eyebrows, and said: "How about... I'm getting up now, my master."

"Why, how is it possible?" Sun Yan asked in shock, his eyes widened.

"This time it's your turn!" Jiang Zhou clenched the candle dragon spear, gave a low cry, and drew it towards Sun Yan fiercely.