Why was he leading the disciples of the three major sects in circles? Because this was Miao Yi's specialty, and because Charcoal's leg strength was top-notch among dragon steeds. He could catch up to others, but they couldn't.
The sound of hooves thundered across the wasteland, stirring up a cloud of dust. Miao Yi held his spear as he galloped in front, constantly looking back and observing his surroundings.
"Don't you dare run, little thief! Do you dare fight me to the death?!" The Blue Lotus Ninth Grade cultivator called Wang Tianlun shouted as he chased from behind. With more than two hundred people cheering him on, he was extremely arrogant.
"Don't you dare run, little thief!" The two hundred people behind him also shouted.
As he galloped, Miao Yi turned around and pointed his spear at them. "Old fogey, I'll let you be arrogant for now. Don't run later if you have the guts!"
"Cowardly thief. Let's see who's running first. Stop and fight me to the death if you have the guts!" Wang Tianlun laughed maniacally. He wanted to regain the dignity that Sword Deviate Sect had just lost.
Miao Yi was no match for these people. The most rational thing to do was to rely on Charcoal's leg strength to escape. However, he couldn't escape now. Once he did, all the preparations he had made on the ship would be for naught. He had to take the risk and pay the price. He had to protect his dignity now. He couldn't let others think that he was running away.
He turned around and shouted back, "Let me deal with a few people who deserve to die first, then I'll deal with you, you old fogey!"
These words were to prove to the crowd that he, Miao Yi, was not afraid of these people.
Under the watchful eyes of the spectators, they realized that Miao Yi had returned with more than two hundred disciples of the three major sects after circling around.
Wan Yanhua and the others' expressions changed drastically. They pulled their mounts up and were still in the same spot. When they saw Miao Yi charging back with such ferocity, they were almost scared out of their wits. With Miao Yi in the middle, they couldn't meet up with the main group. They could only immediately turn around and run.
Alas, the mounts beneath their feet were only for show. Back when they were on the ship, Miao Yi had already tormented them for over three months, emptying their bodies. How could they possibly compare to Charcoal's leg strength? Even if their mounts were at their peak, they still wouldn't be able to outrun Charcoal. Not to mention now.
The roars of the dragons resounded once more. Miao Yi swung the Inversed-Scales Spear in his hand, and Charcoal once again exerted his strength to increase his speed. Previously, he had been maintaining a constant speed, leaving the members of the three major sects to gather behind and chase after him. At this time, the distance between them and their pursuers gradually widened, but they were also quickly closing in on Wan Yanhua and the others.
Many of the spectating cultivators revealed expressions of amazement. This mount's leg strength was simply too strong. It could still run so fast while carrying a heavy armor on its back. Such leg strength was equivalent to half the life of a cultivator below the Red Lotus Realm. No wonder he didn't hesitate to use a full set of Second Grade Armor Artifacts to protect himself. This master's strength was valiant, and he also had a full set of Second Grade Transcendent Artifacts. He also had such a powerful mount. It could be said that he was a perfect match!
Wu Menglan, who was watching the battle from the ship, also shook her head in amazement. She didn't expect a dragon steed that could sleep on its stomach to have such astonishing leg strength.
"Where do you think you're going?!" Miao Yi bellowed angrily, already swinging the Inversed-Scales Spear in his hand.
The disciple of the School of Imperial Beasts, who was the first to catch up, hurriedly turned around and brandished his saber to block the attack.
Bang! With a loud bang, the dragon steed neighed and rolled forward. It was once again smashed to the ground by Miao Yi's spear.
Now, both the pursuers and the escapees were running in the same direction. The speed at which they crossed paths with each other wasn't as fast as before. Miao Yi could only quickly overturn them, as he didn't have the time to kill them one by one. Now that Miao Yi was on their tail, it was a different story. Moreover, their backs were exposed, so Miao Yi was at a disadvantage. In such a high-speed confrontation, the consequences of a dragon steed losing its footing could be imagined.
The School of Imperial Beasts disciple had already experienced being knocked off his steed once. When his body was brought down by the overturned dragon steed, he quickly kicked off his steed's back and leaped into the air, hoping to avoid this calamity.
Miao Yi was expressionless as he quickly flew past the overturned dragon steed. He quickly flipped the spear in his hand. His spear slashed through the air. His opponent had just jumped up in a fluster when the sharp tip of the spear sliced him in two, causing a shower of blood to erupt.
"Ah!" A miserable cry rang out. Two halves of a body flew out as Miao Yi passed through the rain of blood. The escapees in front of him were so shocked that their faces turned deathly pale.
Bang! Once again, Miao Yi caught up to another person and violently smashed his spear down.
Another man and steed were both overturned. Miao Yi took the opportunity to stab his spear into the man's back, then flipped his spear and flicked it back. With a miserable cry, the man was sent flying towards the pursuing troops.
Bang! Another one. Miao Yi quickly flicked his spear. With a flash, another figure was sent flying with a miserable cry.
Bang! The dragon steed neighed as it rolled on the ground, followed by yet another miserable cry.
In the blink of an eye, Miao Yi had already killed eight people in a row. His steed was fast, his spear was fast, and his enemies were thrown off their feet the moment he attacked. Miserable cries rang out one after another, and they were still continuing. It was as if the two hundred pursuers behind him didn't exist.
Regardless of whether it was the people chasing after Miao Yi or the bystanders who were spectating the battle, every single one of them felt their hairs stand on end. There were so many Blue Lotus cultivators being slaughtered, yet not a single one of them was able to withstand a single blow from Miao Yi. Miao Yi was actually killing Blue Lotus cultivators as easily as chopping up vegetables. It was truly terrifying.
In the crowd, Zhao Fei and the others felt their blood boiling with excitement. It was too cruel. However, they liked it, and were even excited. Initially, they had been feeling uneasy since arriving in the Sea of Constellations, but now, it was as if they had found a pillar of support.
Watching the battle from the ship, Wu Menglan couldn't help but shake her head. Miao Yi had actually amazed her. If she had the chance, she really wanted to take Miao Yi under her command.
Looking at the corpses rolling down beneath his feet, Wang Tianlun angrily shouted at Miao Yi's back from afar, "You scum! What's so great about bullying the weak? Your opponent is right here. Do you dare fight me to the death?! "
Saying that Miao Yi was bullying the weak sounded a little ridiculous, but Wang Tianlun treated Miao Yi as a top-notch Blue Lotus expert.
Turning his head to look at Miao Yi, Wang Tianlun sneered, "What a joke! Old fool, I'll take your worthless life later! "
Turning back, he saw only two people fleeing in front of him. One of them was Wan Yanhua. Miao Yi shouted, "Bitch! Hand over your life! "
Bang! As the dragon steed fell, Wan Yanhua let out a miserable cry as blood spurted out from her back.
Miao Yi dragged his spear along the ground, and Wan Yanhua's delicate body immediately rolled on the ground as blood spurted out.
Leaving the mangled Wan Yanhua behind, Miao Yi was about to kill the last person. Unexpectedly, that person had an idea in the heat of the moment. He actually abandoned the dragon steed that cultivators relied on to survive in battle, leaped off his dragon steed, and pounced to the side.
Under normal circumstances, if he did this, he would undoubtedly die as soon as his opponent turned around. However, because of his pursuers, Miao Yi had missed him in an instant, so it was unlikely that he would turn around to kill him. Just like that, he actually managed to escape death.
Charcoal suddenly made a sharp turn. Wang Tianlun and the others who were chasing after him felt a chill in their hearts. They thought that Miao Yi was going to turn around and fight them head-on.
'Is this bastard really that confident? He actually dares to fight against so many of us by himself?' Wang Tianlun and the others immediately perked up.
"Everyone, let's work together and attack together. Don't —" Before Wang Tianlun could finish shouting, his voice came to an abrupt halt. After making a turn, Miao Yi cut in diagonally, and single-handedly charged towards Su Jinggong and the others in the distance.
The formation that was chasing after him in a straight line was thrown into disarray, and they quickly advanced horizontally in pursuit.
Su Jinggong and the others were originally chasing after Miao Yi with the rest of the group. Who would've thought that their mounts wouldn't be strong enough? Miao Yi and the rest of the group circled around twice. They were already far behind. Now that they saw Miao Yi charging back, they were so frightened that they didn't know where to run to.
They had just seen the person who managed to escape from Miao Yi's spear. They could learn from that person's experience, but they couldn't just abandon their mounts and run away right now. That would be no different from throwing their lives away. If Miao Yi caught up to them, wouldn't he just stab them to death with his spear?
"Scatter and run!" Su Jinggong also came up with a brilliant idea. This was a good plan.
However, the thing he was most worried about still happened. As expected, Miao Yi had his eyes on him. It was obvious that it didn't matter if the others ran away. Miao Yi just wanted to kill you, Su Jinggong.
In a panic, Su Jinggong suddenly changed his direction and charged towards the sea on his dragon steed. As soon as he entered the sea, he immediately dove into the water and instantly disappeared without a trace.
Miao Yi was a little speechless as he chased all the way to the seaside. Wang Tianlun, who was chasing behind him, bellowed angrily, "Cowardly thief! Where do you think you're going? Hurry up and fight me to the death!"
Charcoal quickly changed his direction, avoiding a direct confrontation with his pursuers. Miao Yi turned around and shouted, "Why can't I fight you to the death?! Old fool, if you have the guts, have the others retreat and fight me one-on-one. If you can survive three of my spear strikes, I will spare your worthless life! I will spare your worthless life! "
This wasn't boasting shamelessly. This was called not losing one's spirit even if one lost. Everyone could see that the other party had the advantage in numbers. One person would definitely be at a disadvantage against more than two hundred people.
Seeing how confident Miao Yi was, Wang Tianlun felt a little guilty. Miao Yi's previous actions, which were as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, were too bold. He didn't reply and only shouted, "Don't you dare run, you little thief!"
Miao Yi, who was running in front, shouted again, "Shameless old thief! You only dare to bully me with your numbers. Do you think I don't have anyone? If you want to compete in numbers, I will fulfill your wish! "
As he ran at high speed, Miao Yi suddenly took out a beautiful red sash embroidered with blue and green patterns from his storage ring. He quickly tied it around his arm and charged towards the spectators in the distance. He raised his arms and shouted, "Where is the Red Scarves Alliance?! If we don't fight now, when will we?! "
The spectators in the distance suddenly turned around and noticed that there were quite a few people moving around them. Even Wu Menglan and the others on the ship looked over.
Among the crowd, Qi Xiuhong was the first to flash a red sash embroidered with blue and green patterns and tie it around her arm. With a silver spear in hand, she leaped out from the crowd on her steed.
She wasn't the only one. Soon after, a dozen, dozens, hundreds of cultivators wearing red sashes embroidered with blue and green patterns on their arms came charging out.
The crowd with the red sashes looked left and right at the red sashes on each other's arms.
These red sashes had originally come from the Sea of Constellations. It was a beautiful roll of cloth that Miao Yi obtained after killing Madame Wu Hua. It was unknown what material was used to weave it, but Miao Yi hadn't touched it all this time. This time, because most of the people gathered here didn't know each other, in order to distinguish between friend and foe, he saw that this roll of cloth was unique and difficult to impersonate. He then tore off a piece from each person and handed it to them so that they could use it when they reunited.
Seeing that there were indeed several hundred people coming out from the formation, everyone's spirits rose. Miao Yi hadn't lied to them after all. In addition to Miao Yi's valiant performance in taking on three major sects by himself, no one had any more doubts.
With a Blue Lotus Ninth Grade on his forehead, Zhao Fei was the first to charge out. He waved his spear and shouted, "Alliance Master, don't panic! Zhao Fei has come to lend you a hand! "
The second cultivator with a Blue Lotus Ninth Grade on his forehead rushed out. "Alliance Master, don't panic! Wang Yuetian has come as well! "
Those who weren't involved in this matter were already shocked to see two Blue Lotus Ninth Grade cultivators charging out. Unexpectedly, a third cultivator with a Blue Lotus Ninth Grade on his forehead charged out as well. With a hoarse voice, he shouted, "How dare you bully our Red Scarves Alliance! Situ Wuwei has come as well!"
Behind him, a large group of Blue Lotus Eighth Grade, Seventh Grade, and Sixth Grade cultivators leaped out. With their dragon steeds in hand, they quickly charged out with weapons in hand.
Someone shouted, "Kill!"
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