Heihu was actually prepared, but he didn't expect that Zhou Jian would not play the card according to the road and twist the gun body. He was not careful and the palm of his palm fan was instantly scratched.

"Ah!" He was in great pain, his palm was bleeding instantly, and he suffered a considerable loss.

Zhou Jian took advantage of the victory and pursued him, and another spear stabbed him in the neck like thunder.

Heihu was so angry that he roared, smashed the spear with a stick, and then smashed it into Zhou Jian's head again: "Despicable waste, go to die!"

The mace hit, even carrying the wind and waves.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" The Qingtian Guards around exclaimed, and they couldn't help but feel sweaty.

Zhou Jian's pupils reflected his mace. At a critical moment, he leaned back and avoided it dangerously. Then he tightened the reins and quickly retreated, setting a safe distance.

"You can't hide. Being enemies with my Heishan Tribe, you are destined to pay a heavy price!" Heihu roared, and the pain in his palm was completely forgotten by him. The huge attack made the Qingtian Guards around him unable to help.

Bang!

His mace was extremely destructive and could not hit Zhou Jian, but he smashed a single man and screamed repeatedly.

Zhou Jian knew that this person was invincible, and it was probably only Wang Yu and Zhang Liao who could crush him with pure strength and frontality. Li Kui and others might not be able to do it.

He always kept a distance of two steps, then made full use of the advantages of the spear and began to deal with it.

His spear came out like a dragon, fast and fast, and his tricky spear would take the Black Tiger's life gate from time to time.

After a while, when Heihu saw that he could not succeed, he became a little impatient. He gritted his teeth and a mace fell from the sky, and Zhou Jian remained calm and dodged away.

But the Black Tiger's target was not Zhou Jian, but the horse under him.

Bang!

With a stick, the war horse's seven orifices instantly bleed, and a whine sounded to the sky and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Zhou Jian was thrown down and almost hit a broken arrow. Fortunately, he avoided it in time. It can be said that he walked through the gate of hell.

"Ant! This time, I see how you run away!" The black tiger roared and launched a killer move from behind.

Zhou Jian gritted his teeth and didn't look back at all. He roared, held the spear in his hand, and stabbed back with all his strength based on his perception.

puff!!

The spear penetrated the throat of the Black Tiger War Horse, and its front hooves were raised high, neighing in pain: "Hiss!!"

Boom!

Bang!

Heihu also staggered, but his reaction was not that fast. He didn't know what his thigh hit, but it actually broke a hole.

Both guards wanted to take the opportunity to kill the other party's leader, but they could not do it, just making the scene even more chaotic.

Zhou Jian thrust a carp, turned over, patted his clothes calmly, and stood in a sea of ​​blood, but his expression did not change at all.

"Who are you? When did you appear in the exile place like you?" Heihu gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and he slowly stood up, his tower-like body was really attractive.

The two confronted each other again, returned to the same starting line, and the horses were gone, so they could only fight hand in hand!

"I? Tell me, it may scare you!" Zhou Jian said disdainfully.

Heihu smiled grimly when he heard this: "Just you? When I catch you, I will understand everything! I dare to incite a group of ants and challenge Dunhuang, what are you?"

"What are you a dog in Dunhuang?" Zhou Jian responded tit-for-tat, and every word was killed.

Heihu's face looked ugly for a moment and he roared: "You are looking for death!"
Chapter completed!