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Syllable......!

Meng Shi, who flew out of the stake upside down, saw that he was about to fly out, and at the moment after the most deflairing moment, he grabbed a wooden stake in great thrills, and the inertia changed, and the whole person smashed into the stake.

Bang bang bang ......!!

Holding the stake with his palm, before his body slipped off, he kicked his feet and slapped the stake with both hands, and the person flew to the stake out of thin air.

"Good ......!"

Zhang Yuan let out a loud shout, excited by this wonderful and dangerous scene.

"Let's fight again!"

Zhang Yuan stood on a wooden stake, the tip of the gun pointing at the stone.

Meng Shi stared at Zhang Yuan, rubbing his chest, feeling that the breath he was holding had disappeared a lot.

Hearing this, he glanced at the short knife in his hand, and a clear dent on the short knife made his pupils shrink.

This short knife has accompanied him for countless days and nights, and it is also what he has worked hard to build, although he is not good at skills, and he does not know how to forge it, but thousands of mountains and rivers to find ore and forge it into the knife, and the grinding of thousands of hammers has also made this knife very strong, sharpening iron like clay.

But now, the short knife was damaged in the collision, which made Meng Shi feel distressed, but also very shocked and angry.

"Zhang Yuan, compensate for my knife!"

Meng Shi roared angrily, and before Zhang Yuan could make a move, he took the lead in pounced.

At this time, there are very few wooden stakes that can still be erected, and the logs scattered on the ground around are very smooth, scattered of different heights, some are several together, some are lone lying on the ground, and it is extremely difficult to stand firm on them. Not to mention rushing through from above.

Kemengshi did it.

His whole body is like a butterfly flying, his feet on the log, and he walks away at the touch of a button. The log that was left behind rolled aside because of the excessive force.

"Kill ......!"

With a loud roar, Meng Shi had already arrived in front of Zhang Yuan, and as soon as he stepped on the wooden stake under his feet, the butterfly wore flowers and bypassed the attack range of the tiger's roaring wind gun, appearing on Zhang Yuan's left side.

This kind of footwork and control of strength was really a bit surprising to Ba Dinghan and the others, but it was so barbaric that they didn't show any surprise. In other words, they have long been accustomed to going high and high on the trees, but they are a little against the physical inertia of Mengshi, which is commonplace. Stand to reason.

"Not good!" Zhang Yuan immediately realized that something was wrong after Meng Shi ghostly flashed through the attack range of the Tiger Roaring Wind Spear.

At the moment, the tiger roared and the wind spear didn't have time to take it back, and now it was too late to even change the trick at a close distance, and the short knife that saw the sharp edge slashed at the body. Zhang Yuan made a move that surprised everyone. He went straight down.

The edge of the short knife almost ran parallel to his cheek, and Zhang Yuan narrowly dodged the heavy blow of the knife, and the tiger roared the wind spear and plunged into the ground.

At this time, Zhang Yuan's heels were still on the stake, lying flat in the void, supported by the stake and the spear.

"......!"

The heel was forced, the innate qi was skewered in the body, and the tiger roared and slammed down the wind gun in his hand. Under the cooperation of the two, the whole person stood up straight again.

Zhang Yuan just stood still. Before Ba Dinghan and the others could shout, Meng Shi's ghostly figure attacked again.

"Good time!"

This time, Zhang Yuan was prepared, and the tiger roar in his hand shook the wind gun, drawing a large circle, and at the same time bringing a little sweeping, covering the entire fan-shaped range.

Mengshi short knives were intertwined, and the whole person flew back upside down with strength, and flew to the wooden stake two meters away, and the whole person stuck to the wooden stake on his back, facing Zhang Yuan, and the body rolled over, and the person got on the wooden stake.

Its dexterity and versatility are incredible.

Zhang Yuan's eyes began to be solemn, who would have thought that the collapse of the rickety building would create a battlefield more suitable for Mengshi's attack and retreat.

Meng Shi's ability to come and go freely between the stake and the log, and the strange turning in the air, made Zhang Yuan very passive.

Zhang Yuanzhi said that if you want to win, you must take the initiative. Trapping the stake is the fight of the trapped beast, sitting and waiting to die.

Because, judging from Meng Shi's current performance, he will not be stupid and fight with himself.

"I didn't expect your body to be so weird, not at all like the mountain barbarians I know, but now that I think about it, it's also normal!" Zhang Yuan confronted Meng Shi, saying that Zhang Yuan took the initiative to break away from the wooden stake under his feet, and with one force, it was like a big peng spreading his wings and hitting Meng Shi directly.

Zhang Yuan almost didn't show any outstanding body skills in the battle with Shanman, even Meng Shi thought that the other party was not good at body skills, so he passively counterattacked.

But when Zhang Yuan's body method was displayed, it was concise but not simple, fast and direct.

Meng Shi was startled, almost instinctively wanted to dodge, and in an instant, he came to his senses and faced him head-on.

Bell Bell Bell ............!!!

The spear is like a dragon, and the short knife is inch.

The two sides exchanged hands on the stake, and in less than thirty seconds, dozens of rounds of fighting, no one could help anyone.

'No, you can't do it!' ’

Meng Shi secretly complained, Zhang Yuan's body was unexpected, and his strength was also more terrifying than he imagined. The head-to-head battle is that he asks himself that his strength and martial arts are unmatched in the mountain barbarians, and it is difficult to continue to collide.

I thought that Zhang Yuan's martial arts skills were already quite terrifying, and it was difficult for a spear to gain the upper hand in both close and long-range combat.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Yuan's strength and body style were not much inferior.

Meng Shi wanted to break away, but Zhang Yuan was naturally unwilling, and chased after him, the spear in his hand changed, from domineering like a dragon to flexible like a snake, entangled endlessly.

After all, Meng Shi is a man who dares to fight tigers and leopards, and he retreated several times without success, which also aroused his ferocity, and he fought Zhang Yuan with all his strength regardless of the question of victory or defeat.

Zhang Yuanjian was happy to hunt, and at the same time devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, where the two passed, there was a mess, the logs rolled open, the stakes were split or cut off, and finally the two fell to the ground, breaking out into a more fierce fight.

At this time, they didn't care whether they won or lost when they landed, whether it was Shanman or Ba Dinghan, they all looked at the incomparably fierce two people with fascination, and the tragic killing aura that permeated the two of them was not much lighter than the battle of a thousand people.

"I'm invincible!"

After all, Zhang Yuan's physical strength had the upper hand, and his strength was slightly stronger than Meng Shi, although it was not much, but in the continuous fighting, the advantage became more and more obvious, and finally he overwhelmed Meng Shi.

The tiger roared the wind gun like a dragon, with a gust of wind, straight and straight stabbed at Meng Shi, Meng Shi wanted to block, but under this unrivaled force, the short knife in his hand was knocked out of the air, the whole person could not retreat, seeing the tiger roaring wind gun about to penetrate through.

"You...... Lost! ”

Just when the tiger roared and the wind gun was only a stone's throw away from Mengshi, Zhang Yuan stopped his movements, smiled faintly, and the sense of accomplishment from the bottom of his heart fascinated him. (To be continued......)