Moonlight and wind

The warrior signed the life and death agreement with a stroke of his pen.

"I wonder who will come out to fight at the fourth mountain gate?" The warrior showed no sign of fear.

"It's me, young master!" Shan Zimo felt a surge of disgust towards the warrior from the bottom of his heart. This disgust might have come from the warrior's disregard for him.

"I heard that the fourth mountain gate is guarded by the eldest disciple of the Snow Shadow Hall. Today I ran into the sect's young master. If I win, it will be a good opportunity to become famous!" The warrior's face showed a trace of disdain for Shan Zimo again.

"Okay, then let's see if you have what it takes to become famous!"

"Today I will let you open your eyes and see the power of my Xuanwu magic spear!" As he said this, the warrior swung the long spear in his hand forward. At this moment, Shan Zimo could see its full appearance.

This Xuanwu Divine Spear is seven feet and five inches long. With this length, it is an excellent weapon for long-range attacks! The diamond-shaped spear head made of tungsten steel is extremely penetrating! The spear shaft is made of hardwood, which is both light and tough; it is also wrapped in a layer of metal with the mythical beast Xuanwu carved on it, which is very majestic and domineering!

At this time, the warrior has grasped the spear with both hands, stepped forward with his left foot, and raised the spear tip, ready to attack.

"Master Shan, why don't you take out your Frost and Snow Dragon Chant Sword and fight me!"

"You?" Shan Zimo sneered, "You are not worthy of my Dragon Roar Sword!" After that, Shan Zimo clenched his fists, placed them in front of his chest, and began his pendulum-like dodging.

Seeing Shan Zimo jumping up and down and shaking his head, Shan Tianxiang frowned, "What's wrong with you, boy?"

"Master," Shan Boyu quickly replied, "This is a move that the young master created himself, called the hen!"

"Hen?" The Second Hall Master spat out a mouthful of tea when he heard the name, "Are there roosters as well?"

The warrior was also stunned when he saw Shan Zimo's crazy look, but soon came to his senses. He immediately took a step forward, pushed the spear out with one hand, and stabbed it straight at him!

Shan Zimo dodged lightly. The warrior stabbed left and right continuously, Shan Zimo dodged left and right, the two were so fast that only afterimages could be seen!

The warrior suddenly held the spear with both hands, turned around, swung the Xuanwu Divine Spear, and swept it across, attacking Shan Zimo's waist with the spear tip! Such a long shaft made it impossible for Shan Zimo to get close, so he had to dodge continuously!

Seeing that Shan Zimo had no intention of attacking and that he had the upper hand, the warrior stepped back and raised his spear, with the tip of the spear just enough to pierce Shan Zimo's neck!

Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, Shan Zimo put his hands together, gathered his internal strength in his legs, jumped up suddenly, pressed his hands on the gun head, and the whole person flew in the air! He flipped backwards, and only then did he get away from the sharp gun head!

"Interesting!" After landing, Shan Zimo twisted his neck, and the Qi in his body began to circulate. He continued to dodge like a pendulum, but this time Shan Zimo bounced more quickly! The warrior continued to stab left and right, not giving Shan Zimo any chance to get close. He could only dodge blindly.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the warrior grasped the spear with both hands, jumped forward, and swung the Xuanwu spear high up to chop down at Shan Zimo's head!

Shan Zimo raised his hands to protect his head, and the spear chopped down with huge energy. This time, the white marble slab under Shan Zimo's feet was shattered!

I thought that this would end the fight.

When the warrior saw the evil smile on Du Zimo's lips, he realized that he was going to lose the fight!

Shan Zimo caught the spear head that was chopped down above his head with both hands. Veins bulged under his white sleeves. Shan Zimo held the spear head with both hands, and with the help of the toughness of the spear shaft, he twisted the spear head and appeared in front of the warriors. Above their heads was the diamond-shaped spear head of the Xuanwu Divine Spear!

"What a great weapon!" Shan Zimo looked at the warrior with a sly smile, "I'm just afraid it will soon change hands!"

After saying that, Shan Zimo loosened his hands, and the spear head shot out like an arrow. Shan Zimo suddenly bent down, wrapped his arms around the warrior's waist, stretched out one leg, pinned the warrior's leg, tied the warrior up and threw him to the ground!

"What kind of unconventional trick is this?" Shan Tianxiang's brows furrowed even more.

"This..." Shan Boyu scratched his head, "This is the first time I've seen this..."

"Get up and continue!" Shan Zimo called out to the warrior who fell to the ground.

The warrior stood up with a somersault, swung the spear in his hand and pointed it at Shan Zimo.

"The young master of Snow Shadow Hall doesn't use a sword nor the Snowfall Sword Technique. Are you betraying your master?"

"Who stipulated that Xueyingtang must use swords?" Shan Zimo continued to smile crookedly, "I said before, you are not worthy of my Dragon Roar Sword!"

The warrior swung the Xuanwu Divine Spear, thrusting straight, sweeping, lifting, and slashing, his movements were smooth and flowing, his martial arts were comparable to Zi Yu, and he had reached the level of Wu Zong. Unfortunately, today he happened to meet Shan Zimo.

Shan Zimo has figured out his moves, and is looking for an opportunity to get close to him, or disarm him, thus breaking his advantage in long-range attack!

When the warrior chopped down again, Shan Zimo still caught the sharp spear tip with both hands. This time, the spear tip cut Shan Zimo's hand. The blood flowed down Shan Zimo's head and onto his face. Combined with Shan Zimo's sharp eyes, it was somewhat scary!

This time Shan Zimo did not let go. The two forces pulled at both ends of the spear. To be more precise, it was a competition of internal strength between the two!

The warrior's arms were covered with white steam and his eyes were wide open with anger!

Shan Zimo, however, looked at the warrior who was trying hard to persevere with a relaxed expression.

Suddenly, Shan Zimo exerted force suddenly, and the Xuanwu Divine Spear seemed to break free from the warrior's hands, turned into a silver snake, and swam towards Shan Zimo!

The huge force suddenly disappeared, causing the warrior to stagger backwards!

At the last moment before the spear slipped out of his hand, the warrior pulled out a dagger from the end of the spear!

Shan Zimo took the Xuanwu Divine Spear in his hand and touched it again and again, "Whatever I want, I will definitely get!"

After saying that, Shan Zimo carried the Xuanwu Divine Spear on his shoulder, pushed hard with one hand, and the spear flew out, and with a snap, it pierced the lintel of the mountain gate!

The warrior who lost his Xuanwu Spear blocked the chest with the dagger.

"Hey! I like this weapon more and more!" Shan Zimo became even more excited when he saw that there was a dagger hidden at the end of the spear!

The warrior held the dagger and stabbed left and right. Shan Zimo raised his arms to block.

Without the blessing of the Xuanwu Divine Spear, the warrior's martial power seemed to be weakened by 60 to 70 percent!

The warriors at this time were no match for Shan Zimo.

At this time, Shan Zimo no longer had the motivation to continue fighting, "Come on, let's end this fight!" After saying that, Shan Zimo flashed beside the warrior, and the warrior raised the dagger and touched Shan Zimo's neck.

Shan Zimo suddenly turned around and left his back to the warrior. The warrior was about to cut his throat to end the fight, but was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a huge force!

Shan Zimo raised his arms, picked up the warrior's head, carried the warrior on his back, and threw him down hard!

The warrior fell, and several more pieces of the white marble slab under him shattered! The warrior struggled to support his upper body, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted again.

"Someone, carry him to the thatched cottage of Immortal Doctor Qingyi!" The Third Hall Master hurriedly called his disciples to send the warrior to heal his wounds.

"Zimo, you fight well! But I don't know where you learned these crazy martial arts?"