Miao Yi didn't care about how many people were on the opposite hilltop. He only stared expressionlessly at Cao Dingfeng's upper body that was still struggling slightly on the ground.
Ever since he left the mountain to cultivate, he had made four friends: Chen Fei, Cao Dingfeng, Luo Zhen, and Yan Xiu. Now, two of them had died right in front of his eyes, and he had been watching from the sidelines.
When he saw others die, he didn't feel much, but when he saw his friends, who had always taken care of him, die tragically, he suddenly felt the extreme cruelty of the cultivation world!
In his heart, he was crazily blaming himself for what he had done. His little brother and little sister were clearly living well, but he had sent them into such a dangerous situation. How could he face the spirits of his two adoptive parents in heaven!
He had harmed his younger brother and sister, and he had watched his friends, who had always taken care of him, die tragically without doing anything!
He deserved to die!
Miao Yi sentenced himself to death in his heart. He slowly raised the silver spear in his hand and pointed it at the murderers in front of him!
"What are you doing? Surrender quickly! "
Yan Xiu shouted a few times. Seeing that Miao Yi didn't respond, the expression on his face became more and more ferocious. The silhouette of a one-petaled white lotus appeared between his brows, and he immediately ran over, wanting to pull Miao Yi down.
In the end, Miao Yi pointed his spear at Yan Xiu's chest, and said in a deep voice, "Scram!"
Everyone on and below the mountain stared at Miao Yi's interesting actions.
"Kill!" Miao Yi raised his spear and shouted angrily.
'Neigh!' Charcoal suddenly let out a mournful cry, raised its front hooves, and began to paw. As soon as its front hooves touched the ground, it immediately dashed out like lightning.
Yan Xiu was shocked, he had never seen Charcoal burst out with such speed.
On the hilltop, Yang Qing, clad in silver armor, was slightly stunned. It wasn't because of Miao Yi's bravery, but because of the Charcoal that Miao Yi was sitting on. "He's riding a dragon steed?"
Someone laughed, "I thought it was a big wild boar."
Everyone burst into laughter. They had never seen such a fat dragon steed. How could a dragon steed that was good at galloping be so fat?
At the bottom of the mountain, a few cultivators who were still on the battlefield stared at Miao Yi, who was charging towards them with disdain. A White Lotus First Grade cultivator actually dared to charge at them, and any random person here was at least a White Lotus Second Grade.
Everyone looked at him as if he was about to die. If he didn't surrender, he would naturally be killed!
White Lotus Third Grade cultivators disdained to make a move. One of them gave a signal, and a White Lotus Second Grade cultivator reluctantly rushed out with his spear in hand.
The two of them charged at each other at lightning speed.
Charcoal's eyes turned bloodshot when he saw the person who killed Luo Zhen dashing out. Charcoal's speed became faster and faster, causing Yan Xiu's eyes to widen.
Dang!
The two of them collided into each other. The White Lotus Second Grade cultivator's eyes widened. The transcendence energy he exerted was actually unable to restrain Miao Yi's movements.
At the moment of collision, Miao Yi didn't make any big movements with the long spear he extended. He only flicked it slightly to deflect the tip of his opponent's spear, and then followed up with a stab.
This was a spear that had been practiced in the midst of huge waves. This was a spear that had been practiced for many years under a waterfall. This was a spear that had been brandished countless times and destroyed a stone mountain. This was a spear that had been summed up by the integration of man, technique, and spear.
Lao Bai said that the practice was so-so, and that the wooden spear should have some power if replaced with a real one.
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, the tip of the spear drilled into the other party's chest. The White Lotus Second Grade cultivator's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The two colliding dragon steeds passed each other by. Miao Yi's spear sent his opponent flying. He waved his spear, dragging the corpse along with it. The corpse beneath his feet rapidly rolled backwards.
Miao Yi raised his long spear again, and charged towards the other party's camp.
Up and down the mountain, there was silence. A White Lotus First Grade cultivator had actually killed a White Lotus Second Grade cultivator in a second?
Qin Weiwei's brows slightly furrowed. This made her subordinates seem too useless.
Clad in a suit of silver armor, Yang Qing's gaze flickered slightly. He began to seriously pay attention to Miao Yi.
Two White Lotus Second Grade cultivators rushed out of the camp, and rushed towards Miao Yi to intercept him.
Both of them had faces full of anger as they pincer attacked. Because their comrade had been killed in an almost humiliating manner, the two of them couldn't see how powerful Miao Yi was.
Spear Lift!
Miao Yi suddenly flicked the tip of his spear towards the ground. A large rock was lifted up by his spear, and with the tip of his spear, he rushed towards the two of them.
The moment the two sides collided, Miao Yi retracted his spear, and thrust it out again.
Bang! The large rock exploded into a cloud of dust, and gravel shot towards the two people who were rushing towards him.
This kind of petty attack would have no problem killing mortals, but it was completely useless against the two of them. It couldn't even break through their transcendence energy defense.
The two of them swung their spears, and an invisible force immediately cleared away the obstructing gravel that shot towards them.
However, after their vision cleared, they discovered that Miao Yi's figure was nowhere to be seen on the dragon steed that was charging towards them. Instead, they heard the sound of wind breaking in the sky.
He was up there! The two of them raised their heads to look at the sky at almost the same time, only to see a larger piece of gravel flying over their heads.
As Charcoal passed between the two mounts, from the bottom to the top, it stabbed out two spears diagonally from the left and right, piercing through the two cultivators' armpits and into their chests, sending them flying off their mounts.
The two spears dragged along the two human figures as they slashed across the ground. Immediately, two pools of blood blossomed on the ground. A human figure wielding two spears quickly flipped up from under Charcoal's abdomen. It was Miao Yi. The extra spear was picked up from the ground, it didn't matter who it belonged to.
A White Lotus First Grade cultivator, in the midst of a brief charge, had actually instantly killed three White Lotus Second Grade cultivators, causing everyone to be stunned.
Killing one could still be attributed to luck, but killing three in a row, that was no longer luck. It could be said that he was both brave and intelligent!
Swish! Miao Yi suddenly swung his arm and threw out a spear, directly towards the enemy's camp, towards the person who had killed Luo Zhen. This was a direct challenge.
A White Lotus Third Grade cultivator caught the incoming spear head in his hand, and casually threw it away. He urged his dragon steed to suddenly charge out, raising his long saber and pointing it straight at Miao Yi.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the long saber and the long spear instantly clashed. Miao Yi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the web between his thumb and forefinger split open. His figure swayed violently, almost flying away from the impact.
The difference between his cultivation and that of a White Lotus Third Grade cultivator was too great, it wasn't something he could withstand at all. His entire body of transcendence energy was almost scattered by a casual strike from the other party.
However, something strange happened. When the two mounts brushed past each other, Charcoal suddenly tilted its head, revealing a mouthful of sharp, jagged white teeth. It bit down on the cultivator's calf, dragging the cultivator who had been fighting with Miao Yi in the blink of an eye off his mount before he could even react.
Not for any other reason, but because it was this guy who had chopped off Luo Zhen's head with a single slash. Charcoal remembered this clearly.
How could Miao Yi miss such an opportunity? He exerted all his strength to break through the other party's transcendence energy defense, the furious spearhead piercing into the other party's heart.
Fortunately, Miao Yi's reaction was quick, otherwise Charcoal would have been crippled. The cultivator who was suddenly attacked by Charcoal hastily tried to protect himself, slashing his saber towards Charcoal's rear. If Miao Yi hadn't shot in time, then he would really be finished, half of his rear and hind leg would have been chopped off.
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