Text Chapter 1143 Is It You?
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For cultivators, swords are usually used as flying swords, or for self-defense at critical moments, or like Feng Beichen, the sword is widened and lengthened to be used as a long weapon, otherwise it is very disadvantageous in the confrontation. It is the first time that Miao Yi has seen someone who dares to take the initiative to rush up and fight with a sword of ordinary length and a spear when his cultivation is not absolutely superior. Facts have proved that he is very good at close combat.
Zhongli Kuai, who was watching the battle on the side, frowned and shouted: "Who is the person from the Huangfu family of the Heroes Gathering?"
He obviously saw something.
The Huangfu family of the Heroes Gathering? Miao Yi's mind just flashed a thought, and he couldn't think much about it now because of the situation.
The opponent's sword sealed his throat, and Miao Yi took advantage of the long spear that was kicked away by the opponent to speed up and turn around, swinging the spear in a circle and hitting the opponent in the waist.
When turning around, he avoided the front but not the back, and it was! With a loud bang, the guard curtain behind the helmet was hit by a sword, almost dislocating the cervical vertebrae. Fortunately, the opponent's cultivation was not much higher than his own. More importantly, the armor refined by Yao Ruoxian had good defense and force dissipation function.
Miao Yi's fighting style was a lose-lose situation. He would rather be hit by a sword on the back of his neck than swing a gun back.
There was really no other way. The long gun had advantages and troubles. Once someone got close to him, he could only use it as a stick. Today he learned a lesson and gained experience. In the future, he must never let someone with a dagger get close to him.
But the gun was useless. The other person was very good at close combat and his body was very flexible. The sword had no effect. He kicked out with his leg and kicked the gun upwards. He could use his hands and feet at the same time when dodging.
Miao Yi was not a pushover. He had a quick reaction and the gun he threw was lifted into the air. His lower body also soared. The other person was flexible, but he was fierce. He kicked out wildly with his legs together. Anyway, he was protected by armor and was not afraid of the sharp sword in the opponent's hand. And the bottom of his boots had sharp teeth that could grab the ground.
The yellow-faced man who turned in the air also knew that the sword in his hand could not break Miao Yi's armor. The sword flashed in his hand, and he had already raised it upside down to protect his forearm. He blocked it with one arm and held it horizontally. Bang! The sword body stuck to the forearm and blocked Miao Yi's kick.
When the other hand was about to grab Miao Yi's calf, he was a little surprised, a little surprised at Miao Yi's reaction speed, so fast. Miao Yi took the opportunity to hit him with a gun, which could be said to be a combination of man and gun, using both hands and feet.
The yellow-faced man pushed Miao Yi out with his single arm protected by the sword, and his forearm also swept out. Bang! He blocked Miao Yi's attack with the sword to protect his arm.
When he turned the sword over again and was about to raise it in his hand, Miao Yi had already kicked his legs and used the force of his backlash to retreat, finally separating from this guy who was good at close combat. After being entangled by the opponent, his spear could not exert its power at all!
He even wanted to throw away the spear and fight the opponent's sword with his bare hands. He was no match for the yellow-faced man with a spear in close combat. He was not only fast with his spear, but also fast with his hands. With the armor to protect him, he could block the sharpness of the opponent's sword. It's not that he couldn't fight.
But it was not easy to meet such an opponent. He was evenly matched in the use of weapons. He was a little unwilling to not be able to win with a spear, otherwise he would have many killer moves.
Seeing that Zhongli Kuai wanted to help, Miao Yi, who was hovering in the air with one arm holding the spear, pushed his palm with one hand, indicating that he didn't need to intervene, and pointed the spear at the yellow-faced man: "If you can take thirty moves under Niu's spear, Niu will let you go!"
The other party waved his sword and pointed. He said in a muffled voice: "How shameless!"
No need to say more nonsense! Miao Yi suddenly rushed forward with a spear and shot out. The sound of dragon roars lingered on the tip of the spear and echoed with the magic power.
The yellow-faced man also flew with a sword, and the sword tip faced the spear tip. It was exactly the same as the first move at the beginning of the fight.
Before the collision, the yellow-faced man's pupils suddenly shrank, and the sharp edge in front of him suddenly unfolded like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and the cold light came like a meteor shower, so fast that it was almost impossible to tell the true from the false, and the chaotic dragon roars disturbed people's minds.
The sword stabbed by the yellow-faced man quickly changed from offensive to defensive, and the cold light was as fast as thunderbolts and intertwined like a net to block in front of him.
The sound of dingling and clanging rang out instantly.
Zhongli Kuai, who was watching the battle, was amazed and said to himself that the speed of this kid's gun was much faster than before!
Miao Yi would not compare himself with his past self. He only knew that he could control his spear more freely after his cultivation reached the fourth level of Golden Lotus.
The opponent's cultivation was higher than his own. Every time the spear and sword collided, the spear's offensive was almost disrupted. But once the offensive was disrupted, Miao Yi quickly reorganized the second move and attacked. Even if his arms were numb from the shock, he still carried the attack hard, not letting the opponent get close. He only wanted to attack quickly and not give the opponent a chance to breathe and counterattack. He had to take down the opponent with speed before he could not bear the shock!
Fast! So fast! Really fast!
There were gun shadows everywhere in front of him. The yellow-faced man was in a hurry to block a burst of random guns. The second move came like a storm, the third move, the fourth move...
The yellow-faced man felt like his hand was cramping with the random sword in his hand. Facing such a violent attack, he was really powerless. Obviously, his cultivation was higher than the opponent, but he was killed with only the strength to parry and had no chance to counterattack at all. He knew that Miao Yi was very fast at shooting, but after experiencing it himself, he couldn't control the shock in his heart. What shocked him the most was how could Miao Yi's cultivation level withstand his own.
Little did he know that Miao Yi's handgun could relieve force, and his armor could also relieve force. The force acting on Miao Yi was only 60% at best. Based on his cultivation, if he could display weird powers like Feng Beichen, Miao Yi wouldn't dare to fight him head-on!
Miao Yi told him to give him thirty moves, but he couldn't use thirty moves. After the sixth move, he couldn't bear it anymore. The sword net missed and exposed a flaw. The sharp spear head that came in suddenly stabbed and turned one of his sleeves into a The rags were covered with butterflies flying around, revealing the pink and tender arms like white lotus roots, which were completely different from the color on the palms.
As soon as the defense was broken, his sleeves were picked up and his arms were almost destroyed. The yellow-faced man was shocked, and the sword moves that quickly blocked him became increasingly difficult to connect. As soon as the flaw appeared, how could he survive in the face of such a violent offensive from Miao Yi? Can be stopped.
"Cow has virtue!" The yellow-faced man suddenly screamed, and his voice turned out to be a woman's.
The sword was held under the head of the gun, and the head of the gun hit the yellow-faced man's chest just a palm away. They both stopped still, and the roar of the dragon was still echoing from the head of the gun.
Miao Yi didn't want to kill him. First of all, he could clearly feel that the other party had no intention of killing him during the fight. Secondly, he still hadn't figured out who the other party was and why he was following him.
However, Miao Yi, who was still holding his gun at this moment, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The other party's voice sounded a bit familiar. To be precise, it was a very familiar woman's voice. He was a little doubtful that he had heard it wrong!
when! The yellow-faced man pushed away his gun with a sword, reached out to his neck surrounded by the collar and pulled up a piece of gelatinous skin. With a swish, he took off the disguise on his face, revealing his snow-white and delicate face. Huangfu Junyi!
"Is it you?" Miao Yi put away his gun, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Why are you following me?"
Huangfu Junyan said disdainfully: "The starry sky is so big and it doesn't belong to your family. I can go wherever I want. Why should I follow you?"
However, the feeling of surprise in her eyes was still there. She knew from the blood demon that Miao Yi's marksmanship was very powerful, so she wanted to learn from it, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful. No wonder he was able to defeat the blood demon and defeat all the heroes in the hundred-year assessment. !
However, the itching look in his eyes was unbearable. He was a little bit unconvinced at the loss in Miao Yi's hands, but at the same time he was also a little relieved. At least he was not taking advantage of a useless waste, and he would not be too unjust if he suffered a loss.
Miao Yi was too lazy to pay attention to her. He put away his armor and gun, rushed to Zhong Likuai's side, and said, "Let's go!"
Zhongli looked at Huangfu Junyi and flew away with Miao Yi. After flying far away, he asked, "Who is this woman? I think I saw her on the street that day."
Miao Yi said casually: "The shopkeeper of Qunying Guild Hall, Huangfu Junyi."
Zhong Likuai suddenly realized: "I thought I had heard of that swordsmanship before, and it turns out that she is from the Huangfu family. Why is she following you?"
Miao Yi said: "I didn't know that this woman is mentally ill, so don't worry about her."
Zhongli Kuai looked back and said, "I guess I didn't care, so I followed him again."
Miao Yi looked back and saw that Huangfu Junyan was indeed following behind. Zhongli Kuai said again: "Although she is from the Huangfu family, you are the commander of Tianjie after all. How dare you follow you blatantly? How can you be so bold?" son?"
Miao Yi was speechless. He really didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say that the two of them had slept together. With a wave of his hand, he summoned Heitan directly from the beast's bag, called Zhong Likuai and got on Heitan together, and accelerated away with the help of Heitan's flying speed.
"Hey! What kind of mount is this? Why haven't I seen it before?" Zhongli clicked his tongue and looked at Heitan curiously.
"Big Beard, you talk a lot today." Miao Yi was upset.
"Am I talking too much? That woman behind also has a mount. Don't blame me for not telling you."
Miao Yi looked back and was speechless. He saw Huangfu Junyan standing behind a golden-winged roc. His speed was no slower than that of Hei Tan, and he was following him unhurriedly. He is really afraid of whatever comes his way. He is most afraid of this woman pestering him. Seeing this, she is bound to pester her!
He was confused, how did this woman know that she was out of town today? She couldn't keep an eye on her, right?
This is impossible. First of all, Huangfu Junyan does not dare to expose the relationship between the two, so it is unlikely that he will send his subordinates to keep an eye on him for a long time, and it is even less likely that Huangfu Junyan will keep a close eye on him for a long time. The only possibility is that this woman knows I am going to travel soon, who told me? There are only a few insiders...
Without thinking too much, I quickly thought of the scene where I saw Huangfu Junyan and Mrs. Biyue playing chess yesterday. It was probably Mrs. Biyue who let it slip.
Miao Yi could only curse Madam Biyue in his heart, but did not dare to curse her in person.
There was no way to go on like this. Let Heitan continue to carry Zhongli Kuai forward while Miao Yi dodged and flew behind him.
Seeing Miao Yi rushing towards him, the Golden-winged Dapeng was a little restless, but was calmed down by Huangfu Junyan, who allowed Miao Yi to land on the Golden-winged Dapeng's back.
Seeing Zhong Li's voice and looking back from time to time, Miao Yi and Huangfu Junyan kept their distance, as if men and women were not close to each other, and said in a deep voice: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Huangfu Junyi sneered, "What do you think I want to do? I haven't settled it with you for forcing me to kneel down in public last time!" (To be continued)
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