To cultivators, swords were usually used as flying swords. Sometimes, they could be used to defend themselves during a critical moment, or like Feng Beichen, they could widen and lengthen their swords to be used as long weapons. Otherwise, they would be at a disadvantage in a fight. It was Miao Yi's first time encountering someone who dared to take the initiative to clash with a spear while wielding an ordinary sword of different lengths. It was proven that the other party was very skilled in close combat.
Watching from the side, Zhongli Kuai frowned and shouted, "Who are you from the Huangfu Clan of the Hero Assembly?"
He had obviously noticed something.
The Huangfu Clan of the Great Ensemble? A thought flashed through Miao Yi's mind, but the situation forced him to not think too much about it.
His opponent had slashed his throat with a single slash. Miao Yi borrowed the momentum of the long spear that had been knocked away by his opponent's kick to increase his speed as he spun around. Swinging his spear in a circle, he aimed it at his opponent's waist in rage.
As he spun around, he avoided the front, but he did not avoid the back. Clang! With a loud bang, the protective curtain behind his helmet was struck by a sword, nearly dislocating his cervical vertebrae. Fortunately, his opponent's cultivation wasn't too much higher than his own. More importantly, the armor Yao Ruoxian had refined had decent defensive capabilities, and had the ability to deflect force.
Miao Yi's fighting style was one where both sides would suffer. He would rather take a stab to the back of his neck, then wildly swing his spear and smash it back.
There was really no other way. A long spear had its advantages, but it also had its troubles. Once someone got close to it, it could only be used as a stick. Today, he had learned his lesson and gained some experience. In the future, he would never let anyone with a dagger get close to him.
However, this spear strike was useless. The other party was very good at close combat, and his body was very agile. When the sword strike was ineffective, he took the opportunity to kick out horizontally, directly kicking the spear strike upwards. He could use both his hands and feet at the same time while dodging.
Miao Yi was not one to be trifled with. His advantage lay in his quick reflexes. His spear strike missed, and his lower body took advantage of the momentum to leap up. His opponent was nimble, but he was ferocious. He kicked out with his leg. In any case, he had armor to protect his body, so he wasn't afraid of the sharpness of his opponent's sword. Moreover, there were sharp teeth marks on the bottom of his combat boots.
The yellow-faced man also knew that the sword in his hand wouldn't be able to break through Miao Yi's armor. His sword flashed in his hand, and he immediately held it up to protect his forearm. He raised his sword horizontally to block. Boom! The blade of the sword pressed against his forearm, blocking Miao Yi's kick.
Just as his other hand was about to grab Miao Yi's calf, he was startled. He was a little surprised by Miao Yi's reaction speed. Miao Yi seized the opportunity and smashed his spear over. It could be said that he was one with the spear, using both his hands and feet at the same time.
The yellow-faced man raised his sword horizontally and pushed out with his single arm, sending Miao Yi flying. His forearm also swept out with the momentum. 'Boom!' She used her sword arm guard to block another attack from Miao Yi.
By the time he flipped his sword over and held it in his hand, Miao Yi had already pushed off with his legs, borrowing the force of his counterattack to retreat. He had finally separated from this fellow who was proficient in close combat. After being entangled by the other party, he couldn't unleash the full might of his spear!
Just now, he even wanted to throw away his spear and fight bare-handed with the sword in his opponent's hand. In close combat, he was no match for the yellow-faced man. Not only was his spear fast, but his hands were also fast. With the protection of his battle armor, he could block the sharpness of his opponent's treasured sword. It was not impossible for him to fight.
However, it wasn't easy for him to meet such an opponent. He was evenly matched in the use of weapons. He was a little disgruntled that he couldn't win with his spear. Otherwise, he would have more killing moves in his hands.
Seeing that Zhongli Kuai had the intention to help, Miao Yi, who was hovering in midair with his spear in hand, pushed out his palm, indicating that he didn't need to interfere. He pointed his spear at the yellow-faced man, "If you can withstand thirty moves from my spear, I will let you go!"
The other party waved his sword and pointed, saying in a low, muffled voice, "Shameless boasting!"
Let's not waste any more words! Miao Yi suddenly raised his spear and rushed over, thrusting it forward. The roar of dragons lingered on the tip of the spear, reverberating along with the transcendence energy.
The yellow-faced man also flew over to meet the sword. The edge of the sword against the edge of the spear, it was exactly the same as the first exchange.
At the edge of the collision, the yellow-faced man's pupils abruptly shrank. The piercing light in front of him suddenly spread out like a torrential rain of pear blossoms. Specks of cold light shot over like a meteor shower. It was so fast that it was almost impossible to tell which was real and which was fake. The chaotic roar of dragons confused one's mind.
The yellow-faced man's sword quickly changed from an offensive stance to a defensive stance. Streaks of cold light intertwined like lightning, forming a net in front of his body.
Clanging sounds of explosions instantly rang out.
Watching the battle from the sidelines, Zhongli Kuai sighed in amazement. He thought to himself, 'The speed of this kid's spear is much faster than before!'
Naturally, Miao Yi wouldn't compare himself to his past self. He only knew that after his cultivation broke through to Golden Lotus Fourth Grade, he could control the speed of his spear even more freely.
His opponent's cultivation was higher than his own. Every time the spear and sword clashed, he would almost throw the spear's offense into disarray. But once his offense was thrown into disarray, Miao Yi quickly regrouped and launched his second attack. Even if his arms were numb from the vibrations, he still endured the attacks. He couldn't let his opponent get close to him. He only wanted to attack quickly, not giving his opponent any chance to catch his breath and counterattack. He wanted to take down his opponent as quickly as possible before he could no longer endure the vibrations!
'Fast! So fast! So fast! '
Spear shadows were everywhere in front of Miao Yi. The yellow-faced man hastily blocked the first wave of attacks, and then the second wave came like a torrential storm. Then the third, the fourth …
The yellow-faced man felt like his hands were about to cramp up. Facing such a violent attack, he was truly powerless. His cultivation was clearly higher than his opponent's, yet he could only defend himself. He had no chance to counterattack at all. He knew that Miao Yi's spear was fast, but after experiencing it for himself, he still couldn't control the shock in his heart. What shocked him the most was how Miao Yi's cultivation was able to withstand his own.
How could he know that Miao Yi's spear could deflect the force, and so could his armor. At most, he could only use sixty percent of the force on Miao Yi's body. With his cultivation, if he could unleash a strange force like Feng Beichen, Miao Yi wouldn't dare to fight him head-on!
Miao Yi said he would give him thirty moves, but how could he possibly use thirty moves? After the sixth move, he couldn't take it anymore. His sword net was exposed, and the sharp tip of the spear instantly pierced through, shredding one of his sleeves into tattered rags. His arm was exposed, and the color of his skin was completely different from the color of his palm.
As soon as his defense was broken, his sleeve was ripped off, and his arm was almost crippled. The yellow-faced man was startled, and the sword moves he quickly blocked became more and more difficult to follow up. Once an opening appeared, how could he block Miao Yi's torrential attacks?
"Niu Youde!" The yellow-faced man suddenly screamed, and surprisingly, he let out a woman's voice.
The sword was blocked by the spear tip, and the spear tip was only a palm's distance away from piercing the yellow-faced man's chest. Both of them stopped, and the roar of a dragon still reverberated from the spear tip.
Miao Yi didn't want to kill him. First of all, he could clearly feel that the other party didn't have any intention of killing him when they exchanged blows. Second of all, he still didn't know who the other party was, and why he was following him.
But at this moment, Miao Yi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The other party's voice was a little familiar. More accurately, it was a very familiar woman's voice. He was a little suspicious that he had heard wrong!
'Clang!' The yellow-faced man pushed his spear away with a swing of his sword, then reached his collar and pulled off a piece of gelatinous skin around his neck. With a swoosh, he removed the disguise on his face, revealing a snow-white, delicate face that could topple cities. 'Huangfujun? Y！
"It's you?" Miao Yi retracted his spear, then rolled his eyes and said in annoyance, "Why are you following me?"
'Huangfujun?' Y said disdainfully, "The galaxy is so big. It's not like it belongs to you. I can go wherever I want. What right do you have to say that I'm following you?"
However, the shock in her eyes was still there. She had heard from the Blood Demon that Miao Yi's spear art was powerful, so she wanted to experience it for herself. But she didn't expect it to be this powerful. No wonder he could defeat the Blood Demon, and even suppress all the heroes in the centennial assessment!
However, the anger in her eyes was hard to suppress. She was a little indignant at losing to Miao Yi, but at the same time, she was a little relieved. At least she didn't let a useless piece of trash take advantage of her, and she didn't suffer too unjustly.
Miao Yi couldn't be bothered with her. He retracted his armor and spear, then flashed to Zhongli Kuai's side and said, "Let's go!"
Zhongli Kuai looked at Huangfujun and Y, who flew away with Miao Yi. When they were a distance away, he asked, "Who is this woman? I think I saw her on the street the other day. "
Miao Yi casually said, "The manager of the Heroes Guild Hall, Huangfujun? Y。”
Zhongli Kuai suddenly realized, "No wonder I've heard of that sword art before. She really is a member of the Huangfu family. Why is she following you?"
Miao Yi said, "How would I know? There's something wrong with this woman's head. Don't bother with her."
Zhongli Kuai turned around and said, "I guess I can't just ignore her. She's following us again."
Miao Yi turned back to look. 'Huangfujun?' As expected, Y was following them. Zhongli Kuai spoke again, "Even though she's a member of the Huangfu family, you are still the Great Commander of Sky Avenue. How dare she follow you so brazenly? Where did she get the courage to do so?"
Miao Yi was speechless. He didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say that they slept together, could he? With a wave of his hand, Miao Yi summoned Charcoal from the beast sack. He called for Zhongli Kuai to ride on Charcoal, and with Charcoal's speed, they sped up.
"Huh? What kind of mount is that? Why haven't I seen it before? "Zhongli Kuai clicked his tongue, looking at Charcoal curiously.
"Big Beard, you talk too much today." Miao Yi was annoyed.
"I talk too much? That woman behind me has a mount too. Don't blame me for not telling you. "
Miao Yi turned around and was speechless. 'Only Huangfujun? Y was standing on the back of a Golden-Winged Roc. His speed was not any slower than Charcoal's, and he was following him at a steady pace. ' What he feared the most came true. He was most afraid that this woman would pester him. It seemed like she was determined to pester him!
He was puzzled. 'How did this woman know that I'm leaving the city today? She can't be watching me all the time, can she?
That's impossible. First of all, Huangfujun? Y wouldn't dare to expose their relationship, so it was unlikely that he would send someone to keep an eye on him for a long time. As for Huangfujun? Y wouldn't personally follow him for long. The only possibility was that this woman knew that he was going to leave soon. Who told her? There were only a few people who knew …
He didn't need to think too much about it. He quickly thought of Huangfujun from yesterday. The situation of Y and Madam Biyue playing chess was most likely a slip of the tongue from Madam Biyue.
Miao Yi could only curse Madam Biyue in his heart. He didn't dare to scold her in front of her.
This was not the way to go on. He had Charcoal continue to carry Zhongli Kuai forward, while Miao Yi flew behind him.
Seeing Miao Yi rushing over, the Golden-Winged Roc was a little restless. Y calmed it down and let Miao Yi land on the Golden-Winged Roc's back.
He saw Zhongli Kuai looking back from time to time. Miao Yi and Huangfujun? Y maintained a distance, as if it was inappropriate for men and women to touch each other. He said in a low voice, "What are you trying to do?"
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