"When I fought with Zhou Fan, I had already measured his upper limit of strength. When there was no explosion, there would be 20,000 kilograms. If it exploded completely... I guess he was in the high-level explosion, it should be twice the explosion, that would be 60,000 kilograms. Can your "Eighteen Iron" hold on?" Zhang Yian asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Yian's face was concave and purple, and his eyes were like toad eyes. In conjunction with his serious tone, he looked a little funny, but all the warriors in Hongyao Village could not laugh out loud.

Especially Cui Yu, even if Cui Yu burst out with all his strength, he would only have 30,000 pounds, and his strength would definitely not be as strong as Zhou Fan. He murmured in his heart, how did this kind of power madman be trained? It was really terrifying.

Zhang Yian asked if he could hold on. Obviously, he knew that the strength of the competition would definitely lose, so he had to pin his hopes on Cui Yu's fighting section's "Eighteen Iron".

Although they are both in the fight, Zhang Yian is far from being as good as Cui Yu in terms of defense. Zhang Yian is confident that Cui Yu's defense is one of the best in all villages in Tianliang.

Zhang Yian waited patiently for Cui Yu's reply. Only by being able to withstand the attack of the giant monster Zhou Fan would he have a chance to win.

Cui Yu thought for a while and said, "First of all, the other party cannot use talismans, but even with such great strength to bless the weapons, 60,000 pounds may be able to break my eighteen iron. However, I can say that even if I break the eighteen iron with one knife, it will not be enough to make me lose my combat power."

"I dare not confirm how many times I can get hurt, especially since he is likely to aim at my injury to attack."

Zhang Yian smiled on his face, "That's enough. Remember that your purpose is to fight quickly. If you drag it down, the opponent's continuous huge strength will be enough to defeat you."

“So the best thing to do is…”

"Taking injuries to the injury," Cui Yu said, "Even if he is injured, he must use the fastest speed to make him lose his combat power!"

"No," Zhang Yian nodded. This was his thought. "Even if Zhou Fan is also in the fight, he can't stand the power of a spear in Captain Cui's hand."

"I know how to do it, Zhang Cunzheng, do you have anything else to say?" Cui Yu asked again.

"No more." Zhang Yian shook his head, "Captain Cui, please, if you lose this battle, then our Hongyao Village dream land for many years will fall into the hands of others."

Cui Yu's face was solemn, and he stepped out with a horse spear in his hand. He couldn't lose.

Zhou Fan glanced at the horse spear in Cui Yu's hand, and he also pulled out the Star Frost Rust Knife. There is no need to ask about this game and the weapon is compared.

Cui Yu saw the rusty knife in Zhou Fan's hand, and his eyes twitched. He forced himself to remind Zhou Fan not to change the knife. In his opinion, the more his opponent underestimated the enemy, the better.

On the contrary, the warriors in the Sancun were all used to the rust knife in Zhou Fan's hand, and knew that although the knife was rusted, it was not as useless as imagined.

Cui Yu's whole body suddenly swelled, and his limbs and body suddenly swelled. The special thing was that layers of red and black iron filings appeared on the outermost layer of the film.

This is his fighting technique "Eighteen Iron"!

All the talisman warriors in Sancun understood that Cui Yu must be another warrior in the fight against Duan.

At the moment when his body exploded, Cui Yu stomped his right foot and a small pit appeared on the ground. He had already shot in a flash, and he stabbed out with a spear without any fancy spear!

Just as a horse spear was running with a man, he could let the horse spear pierce Zhou Fan one meter away.

Zhou Fan's hands and feet became carbon red drums. He swelled up, and the Star Frost Rust Knife in his hand slashed out with a knife, hitting the spear's tip.

With a tingling sound, the spearhead collided with the blade, and a series of sparks were emitted, and the spearhead was slashed to the left.

Cui Yu had expected this, and he took several steps in a row, and was still moving forward, facing the blade.

Cui Yu's right hand shook slightly, and he pushed the 18-foot-foot horse spear inwards. Under the action of the huge force, the spear rod suddenly bent into a slingshot shape and slapped back, and the spear tip swept towards Zhou Fan's upper left arm.

Zhou Fan glanced at the bounced back spear. He was about to slap the thin knife in his hand, but Cui Yu was approaching. He blasted out his left fist and blocked the long thin knife.

This change was somewhat beyond Zhou Fan's expectations, and there was no time to think about it. Xingshuang Rust Knife had already slashed Cui Yu's left wrist and stabbed it. The Rust Knife pulled out a shallow mouth on Cui Yu's left wrist, but it did not bleed.

At the same time, Zhou Fan was also slapped by Cui Yu's spear. Zhou Fan had a tiny black line wrapped around his left upper arm. The spear swept across the black line, bringing up a shallow spark, leaving a sharp mark.

The huge force of the two people was hit moved several steps in the opposite direction of the left and right.

Cui Yu's five fingers in his left hand scattered. This knife did not break his "Eighteen Iron", but it caused him a certain shock. His entire left arm was a little numb. The beat of his spear was a bit tricky, but it was not small, but it had no effect, which shows that Zhou Fan was probably already a fight against Duan Martial Artsman, which was really a bit bad.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly, and he glanced at his rust knife. After all, the rust knife is a rust knife. Even if it is tough, the sharpness is too poor.

This was just a momentary change of mind. The two of them stepped forward, stabilized their bodies, and looked back and waved their weapons.

The weapons jingled and collided again, and they were separated by one touch.

Cui Yu took a few steps back and deliberately opened the distance, attacking the short with a long attack. He waved the horse spear, the black light shining with the tip of the spear, and the tip of the spear was filled with cold stars.

Zhou Fan responded to changes with the unchanging situation. The long sword could appear wherever the horse spear was swept. A thin sword was like a phantom, much faster than the waving horse spear.

The sword and the horse spear collided one after another, and the blade body and the spear rod were affected by huge force and trembled slightly.

All the people watching the game held their breath and stared at the battle on the field seriously. Both Zhou Fan and Cui Yu can be said to be the first-class masters among them. Such a battle is really rare for them.

Zhang Yian clenched his fists with his hands, and his heart was burning like a fire. The longer he dragged on, the lower the winning rate of Captain Cui, and Zhou Fan did not even explode with all his strength. Once Zhou Fan bursts with all his strength, Cui Yu will definitely not be able to hold on.

Even now, the horse spear in Cui Yu's hand was repeatedly hit by the thin knife and shaking greatly, and Cui Yu was already at a disadvantage.

Zhang Yian was anxious, Cui Yu was even more anxious than Zhang Yian. Of course, he wanted to fight quickly, but when he was far away from Zhou Fan, his horse spear could no longer be close to him.

The rust knife completely blocked his horse spear's attack. The sword light was shaking. Not to mention the horse spear, I'm afraid that a basin of water would be poured into the defense line formed by the sword light. The sword was too fast.

Cui Yu had never seen such a fast knife. He used to use a horse spear to hit short weapons, but he was always invincible. Now he realized that short weapons were so difficult.

Cui Yu knew that if he dragged on like this, his explosion would end. He didn't know what the opponent's explosion technique was and when it would end. If his opponent's end was not over yet, then he would be bad.

Cui Yu gritted his teeth. He knew that even if he fought seriously, he would defeat Zhou Fan. His right hand was pulled back, and the horse spear was pulled back by him, leaving Zhou Fan's thin knife.
Chapter completed!