Yun Feng and Zhang Mao jumped out of the crowd at the same time, riding their horses forward slowly, and stopped at the same time thirty feet apart. Neither of them made a move first, but instead looked at each other to find any flaws.

, one hit will kill!

Yunfeng was still dressed in his old clothes, wearing bright silver armor, dragging an iron gun backwards. His face was neither sad nor happy, except for a faint hint of excitement in his eyes.

Zhang Mao is wearing black armor. The weapons he uses are also long spears, black spears and black armor. Coupled with the evil spirit exuding from his body, it is like the devil is reborn!

In particular, the iron gun in his hand is much more powerful than the one used by Yunfeng. The gun body is as thick as a child's arm, and it is almost impossible for ordinary people to grasp it. The gun head and the gun body are integrated, and they shine with a cold light in the darkness.

It's heart-breaking to look at.

Moreover, the length of this iron spear actually reached one foot and eight feet (one foot = 2.304 meters at the end of the Western Jin Dynasty)! It is much longer than the one in Yunfeng's hand. This length is the length of a cold weapon driven by the human body's physical strength.

The tip of the gun is as sharp as a needle tip, and its two blades also reflect a stream of blue light.

The whole big gun gives people an unparalleled sense of shock and oppression. At the same time, it gives people the illusion that they are in the midst of thousands of troops fighting bloody battles with a single iron gun! It makes people's blood boil.

So proud!

Single-handedly, seven in and seven out, the spear head is thrown continuously, and it is invincible!

Yunfeng couldn't help but secretly praise him and asked, "What's the name of this gun?"

Zhang Mao solemnly said: "The gun is named Plum Blossom, and it weighs two hundred and forty-eight kilograms (one kilogram = 222.73 grams at the end of the Western Jin Dynasty). It was wielded by Huo Qubing, the hussar general of the Han Dynasty, when he was granted the title of Zen Wolf Juxu!"

"Good! It is indeed a good gun!" Yunfeng boasted loudly: "Zhang Mao, you will die without regrets. I will not let this gun disgrace your great reputation!"

Hearing Yun Feng's arrogant words, Zhang Mao instantly felt a surge of anger and said disdainfully: "It's still unclear who will win. Yun Feng, don't let the wind blow your tongue."

Yunfeng smiled faintly and said nothing, with a look of contentment on his face.

"Huh!" Zhang Mao snorted coldly, and then calmed down. He knew that if he lost this battle, the only outcome would be death, and there would be no other way out! Thinking of this, a chilling feeling emanated from his whole body.

The momentum caused the sergeants on both sides to take a small step back. Zhang Lingyun and Liu Yueru also quietly rode their horses to the front of the formation, their faces full of solemnity.

Especially for Zhang Lingyun, the monstrous momentum exuded by Zhang Mao actually made her a little upset. She knew that her uncle was a genius in martial arts.

It is through one's own efforts that one has reached the threshold of energy transformation, and one should not underestimate it at all.

But Yunfeng was not in a hurry, still dragging the Zhangwu iron gun backwards, his expression was lazy, his whole body was loose, not a bit of energy was leaked, and no momentum was released, giving people the feeling...

...Well, like a dead wood pile, standing in the storm, no matter how fierce you are, and the power of God is mighty, I will remain firm and motionless!

Zhang Mao secretly screamed in his heart that something was not good. As the saying goes, you can't last long. Although it takes no effort to stimulate momentum, it consumes your energy. As one goes down and the other goes up, he knows that he is already inferior.

At this time, Yunfeng opened his mouth and chanted: "Let him be strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills, let him be unruly, let him be unruly, the bright moon will shine on the river!"

Suddenly, Zhang Mao's mind was slightly shaken. He could hear that the verses Yun Feng recited were the reflection of Yun Feng himself. You may have huge waves, but I will be calm and gentle.

At this moment, Zhang Mao felt like a clown, performing hard, but the other party didn't even look at him. Unconsciously, his momentum immediately dropped by a third.

Yunfeng secretly snickered. This sentence is a nonsense sentence in martial arts novels. When you are really facing an enemy, if you don't fight back, try it when the breeze blows on the mountain and the bright moon shines on the river? I guarantee that you will be beaten to the point of breaking your muscles and bones, and you will die!

However, it is just right to use it in the momentum duel at this time, because no matter how strong the momentum is, it can only shake people's minds and make them confused, but cannot directly cause physical damage. So, Yunfeng had an idea and recited it,

This was used to disturb the opponent's mind. Sure enough, Zhang Mao was hit and his mind was distracted for a moment.

Yunfeng seized the opportunity and immediately shouted loudly: "Zhang Mao, take your life!" After saying that, he clamped the horse's belly, dragged his spear backwards, and rushed towards Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao also came to his senses in an instant and encouraged himself: "Yunfeng, I will definitely take your life!" He held the plum blossom spear in both hands and held it flat against Yunfeng!

Two plumes of smoke and dust immediately rose up on the street, and the distance of thirty feet disappeared in an instant. Everyone outside the venue was excited. It was foreseeable that there would be a fierce collision in the next moment.

Seeing that there was still a distance of three feet, "Kill!" Zhang Mao roared, and with the huge momentum of dismounting from the horse, with a sense of failure all over his body, he Chengren's intention of never looking back, stabbed Yunfeng's chest with a lightning spear

!

Although this shot was simple and unpretentious, it was filled with all the energy in his body. It was unstoppable and unavoidable. Zhang Mao wanted to use this to trigger a decisive battle!

What's more, the plum blossom spear in his hand is three feet longer than that held by Yunfeng. As the saying goes, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. The extra thirty inches gives him a huge advantage in weapons, so he dares to take a risk.

He believed that even if Yunfeng could block this shot, he would be in a hurry and unable to block the continuous offensive. He should be able to defeat this person in one go!

Seeing a black star shooting out, Yunfeng slammed his wrist downwards, then flipped over, and the five-foot-long spear rose from the ground. With the force of the rebound after hitting the ground, he swung his arm forward, and the other

He quickly grasped the middle part of the gun handle and drew a line

A strange arc greets you. This move is the unique move of the Yue family's gun: the long river falls into the sun! The gun's momentum is round, without beginning or end, and has the tolerance to tolerate everything. You can attack with overwhelming force, and in the afterglow of a round sun

It will eventually disappear!

Immediately afterwards, Yunfeng used an iron bridge on his horse, with his whole body flush with the horse's back. With a "ding~!" sound, he touched the opponent's gun body with the tip of his gun, and pushed with all his strength, pushing the plum-blossom gun upwards.

Opened more than a foot.

"Zi Liu~!" With a click, the two guns passed by each other instantly, causing a long stream of sparks. The two war horses also turned around and ran forward five or six feet away.

Zhang Mao stopped his horse and turned around quickly, only to see an incredible scene!

It turned out that Yun Feng suddenly reined in the horse and clamped his legs again, "咴崴崷崴~~!" With a neigh, the sweaty horseman under the seat stood up, and his two hind hooves actually crossed in a strange way. It was incredible.

turned around.

It took Yunfeng a long time to successfully train this move, and he found that ordinary horses were not enough. They had to have spiritual abilities, such as sweat-blooded horses or Xueliqing horses.

In fact, this move is not very useful. It is just for the limelight and to show off! However, it is completely different in Zhang Mao's eyes. After his killing blow was easily broken by Yunfeng, he had already felt something in his heart.

With a trace of timidity, when I saw the horse under Yunfeng's crotch turning around like a god, I couldn't help but lose another three points of momentum. It can be said that Zhang Mao's energy has been lost now!

Pulled by the qi machine, Yunfeng's whole body momentum surged, sweeping towards Zhang Mao like a storm. At the same time, he rode his horse and fired his gun, charging towards him again.

In a hurry, Zhang Mao gritted his teeth, shouted again, and stepped forward without hesitation.

The two of them each raised their guns and prepared for it. Seeing that they were close to within three feet, Yunfeng changed his gun posture, twisted his hands, and used the four or two strokes of Qianjin in Tai Chi to move the plum blossom gun in Zhang Mao's hand.

To the side.

The so-called "four ounces" of lifting a thousand pounds, you must have the strength of a thousand pounds. Only on the basis of strength can you use softness, otherwise it is just a joke. Yunfeng's realm is already higher than Zhang Mao, so his strength is naturally stronger.

, although Zhang Mao’s Plum Blossom Spear is better than Yun

The ordinary iron gun in Feng's hand was nearly twice as heavy, but Zhang Mao had lost all his energy, and his strength could not be used at the usual seventh level. If the two were offset, Zhang Mao's advantage in weapons was gone. In this world where hardness and softness are combined,

As soon as it hit, the plum-blossom spear flew away immediately.

Zhang Mao was suddenly exposed, and couldn't help but have a look of horror on his face. He quickly retracted his hand and returned to the gun position. At this moment, he saw a flash of black light, followed by a chill in his chest, and all his strength disappeared like water.

No trace! He reluctantly lowered his head to look, and saw a pitch-black gun inserted into his heart!

"Dang 锒~!" With a sound, Zhang Mao's hand softened, and the plum-blossom gun could no longer be held and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Mao swayed, holding down the horse's back with one hand, barely keeping his body upright, pointing the other hand at Yunfeng and smiling miserably: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the civil strife in my Zhang family would eventually take advantage of you! It's God's will.
Chapter completed!