Main Text Chapter 416: A Shot of Disillusionment

Miao Yi asked back: "Could it be that I am so unbearable in Young Master Yang's eyes? Young Master Yang, rest assured, I will be back soon. These few people can't do anything to me!"

"No!" Yun Feiyang firmly opposed and would not let Miao Yi take risks.

For him, it doesn't matter if he can't get a good ranking. As long as Miao Yi's safety is guaranteed, someone will naturally go to his grandfather Yun Aotian to act like a spoiled child when he returns. If something happens to Miao Yi, he will be in big trouble.

Miao Yi said: "Bai Ziliang and I have a grudge. He wants to kill me. How can I let him look good! Young Master Yang, I can't retreat from this battle!"

Yun Feiyang also found an excuse and said: "No! It's too late for you to join now. No one will team up with you!"

At this time, the person on the opposite side shouted again: "Why don't you dare to fight!"

"To kill a few thieves, why do we need to team up!" Miao Yi sneered, and was too lazy to get Yun Feiyang's consent. He opened his arms, black mist emerged, and the man and horse were wearing armor, with the Ni Lin gun in his hand.

Seeing that he was determined to go, Yan Beihong, who was standing by, said, "I'll go with you!"

"No need! I'll be back soon!" Miao Yi turned around and replied, and then quickly sent a message, "Brother Yan, let me borrow your name for a while!"

Lend me my name? Yan Beihong was stunned, not knowing what it meant?

Yun Feiyang saw this situation and knew that he was determined not to listen to advice! He immediately said angrily, "This young master won't allow it!"

Miao Yi knew that he couldn't make it through with him, so he didn't say any more nonsense, and the mount under his crotch rushed out like an arrow from a string!

"You..." Yun Feiyang pointed at Miao Yi who left without permission, and laughed angrily. I tried my best to protect you, but you wanted to go up to die. What do you think of me, Yun Feiyang? He immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Your kindness is taken for granted, go to hell, and forget it, I won't serve you anymore!"

What he said was purely angry.

Yan Beihong and Miao Yi are close friends, and it is impossible for him to watch Miao Yi go into battle alone. Black fog emerges and possesses him, with a big knife in hand, and he is about to rush out on horseback!

"Yingying" a dragon roar sounded. Miao Yi, who stopped his horse and raised his hooves, suddenly waved his gun and pointed it at Yan Beihong with a cold look, stopping his action, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan! Although Miao Yi is incompetent, he doesn't want to be looked down upon by his sister who has been separated for many years! Miao Yi is fighting for dignity in this battle, and it is not a pity to die. I beg Brother Yan to help!"

Yan Beihong glanced at Yue Yao, who was watching the battle without knowing anything. He just felt distressed, and suddenly said "Hi" heavily, and the big knife turned in his hand, and swish! It was directly inserted into the ground, holding the handle of the knife, tilting his head and closing his eyes. No words!

The leader of the other party shouted: "Who is coming!" He also wanted to find out who Bai Ziliang sent a message to challenge and kill.

Miao Yi turned around and shouted, "Yan Beihong is here!"

The black charcoal sat down and its four hooves were excited. Whenever this happened, it was the most excited.

When the name 'Yan Beihong' was announced, Bai Ziliang, Yue Yao, Kong Zhi and others all remembered it secretly. It turned out that this person was called Yan Beihong!

"Yan Beihong?" Yun Feiyang was furious and was stunned. He asked around in astonishment: "What did he say his name was?"

Yan Beihong suddenly opened his eyes. At first, he didn't know what Miao Yi meant by saying that he wanted to borrow his name. Now he seemed to understand something in an instant.

He took a deep breath and whispered to help Miao Yi smooth things over: "He and Bai Ziliang have a grudge. He doesn't want to reveal his real name to Bai Ziliang, so as not to provoke revenge later."

"Is this useful?" Yun Feiyang was confused.

Gu Sanzheng and others in the Immortal Country camp looked at each other. What was going on? How did Miao Yi become Yan Beihong? Did we really recognize the wrong person?

"Zhao Fei, what does this mean? It must be Miao Yi! The sound of the gun in his hand proves it's true!" Situ Wuwei asked Zhao Fei in a voice transmission.

Zhao Fei replied in a voice transmission: "Brother Miao must have his reasons for doing this, let's not expose him!"

While saying this, he looked around to see if there were any acquaintances from the Red Scarf Alliance. Fortunately, there was no one. He had found them when he was looking for people to form a team before, but he still couldn't help but worry about Miao Yi.

Miao Yi sacrificed his life and finally made a few friends in this world of cultivation where everyone is wary.

"Why don't your teammates come out to fight? Could it be that the Demon Kingdom is full of people who are afraid of death?"

"Why do we need to mobilize a large number of troops to kill a few thieves? Yan is enough!" Miao Yi shouted in response, and the mount under his crotch rushed out quickly.

The scene was in an uproar. They had just appeared and everyone was still trying to find out the truth. As a result, a guy who fought ten people alone appeared in the first round, which made everyone hold their breath and stare at the venue with wide eyes.

The challenger was forced out by Bai Ziliang, and he was a little nervous at first. Seeing that only one person from the other side participated in the battle, he was immediately encouraged.

"You are looking for death yourself, so don't blame us, kill!" The leader shouted, and the ten riders immediately split into two teams and attacked.

One rider met the ten riders and collided with each other instantly.

One rider was like a wave slashing through the waves, with a series of clanging sounds, and instantly passed through the ten riders.

The spear came out like a dragon, and the cold light blew like wind and snow in an instant. The speed of the spear was dazzling.

"Hiss..." The black charcoal that stopped in a hurry raised its hoof and neighed violently. Miao Yi waved the spear with one arm, and the spear head was spurting a string of blood drops, pointing at Bai Ziliang, with a cold look.

The "ying ying" dragon roar of the Ni Lin spear was still echoing on the battlefield, and the battle was over in an instant!

The ten riders who crossed each other ran away, but the ten riders on the horses had all fallen to the ground. With their last subconscious action, they covered their bloody necks one by one. Their necks broke, and the ten heads flew away. Their bodies were still twitching as they fell to the ground before they died.

The speed of the gun was so fast, so sharp, and so steady. The overwhelming momentum seemed to destroy a mountain in front of them.

Almost no one saw the specific details. They only saw that the speed of the black charcoal rush was getting faster and faster, and it passed through the opponent's camp in an instant. They could not see the movement of the dazzling gun shadow, but only vaguely saw that every movement of the gun shadow brought out a blood flower.

It was really like breaking through the waves. One rider passed through in an instant, and the ten people were blown down in an instant as if they were wrapped in a cold wind with sparkling snowflakes.

The more than 20,000 people watching at the scene were surprisingly quiet. They either stared with wide eyes or watched with their pupils suddenly shrinking.

Not only the others, Yueyao, Hei Wuya, Feng Ruxiu, Kongzhi, Bajie, were all shocked. Even these well-informed people were shocked by the amazing shot. It was like a disillusionment shot, so amazing that it made people's heart tremble!

Several people asked themselves, if there was no magic weapon, could they block this shot? The answer is no!

Bai Ziliang, who was pointed at by the gun, felt that his heart was pierced by a needle. Looking at the gun pointed at him, it was like being pressed by a heavy stone, making it difficult to breathe.

Lan Susu, who was standing aside, couldn't help but show a look of fear in her eyes. That shot was really terrible. The "嘤嘤" echoing dragon roar could make people tremble.

Gu Sanzheng and Zhao Fei and others in the Immortal Country camp were stunned. Although they knew that Miao Yi's gun skills were powerful, they never dreamed that it would be so terrifying!

Yan Beihong was also a little stunned. He slowly turned back to look at the big knife in his hand. He was quite proud of his knife skills. Only then did he realize that Miao Yi did not seem to have used all his strength when fighting with him.

However, he thought he could understand that the amazing shot just now was not for mercy. Once it was fired, it would be fatal. Miao Yi obviously could not fight with him with such a gun skill, because Miao Yi did not want to kill him, Yan Beihong!

Yun Feiyang's face was still angry when he looked at Miao Yi, but he froze. His mouth gradually grew bigger and bigger, so big that an egg could be stuffed in it, and his face gradually became full of disbelief!

‘Third brother! Did you see it? Is this shot of the eldest brother still acceptable to you? Will it embarrass you? ’

Miao Yi, who pointed the gun at Bai Ziliang, asked silently in his heart. He felt dizzy in his brain, a blank dizziness, and seemed unable to breathe. All his energy and all his magic power seemed to have been drained in that moment.

He felt that he was about to fall off the horse, but a belief made him hold on tightly and not fall.

Heitan's front hoof landed on the ground, and he slowly retracted the gun pointed at Bai Ziliang. He could hardly hold it anymore, so he slowly laid it across Heitan's back, trying not to faint, trying to breathe air into his body, trying to keep himself calm.

His consciousness finally came back gradually, and he slowly recalled what had just happened.

He had only fired one shot just now, and only fired one shot at the ten people who rushed over, but this shot turned into ten strikes, which was the result of his ten years of hard practice of gun skills on the island and decades of using gun skills.

When he fired the gun, all his wishes condensed into one point, condensed into a unique and exclusive wish, without any other thoughts, and the whole person was in a state of emptiness and only wanted to let someone see that he, the big brother, was not so unbearable!

So this only belief merged decades of gun skills into this gun and burst out. The ten changes of this gun, each change integrated his spirit, magic power, gun and people to the peak, reaching a state he had never touched before.

When he fired the spear, he even ignored the attacks of the ten men, allowing his body to hit the weapons that were too late to be retracted in emergency self-defense, and used the protective armor to crash through them.

Miao Yi, who had woken up, felt weak all over. This spear ten changes really exhausted him, but he was indescribably excited. He had always felt that his spear skills seemed to have reached the limit of what he could display, even if his cultivation level had improved.

Until this moment, he knew that he had broken through the shackles and brought his spear skills to another level. In the past, he only knew the unity of man, law, and spear, but now he realized that he could integrate spirit, energy and spirit.

However, the consequences of this advanced understanding were serious. This spear ten changes had far exceeded the limit of his cultivation level and almost drained him of his entire body.

Only he himself understood his physical condition. He was afraid that he would not be able to fight with others within ten days. It was not that his magic power could not be restored, but that his spirit had been extremely weak. He was afraid that if a mortal came with a knife, his energy would not allow him to make accurate evasive movements, let alone against a cultivator.