Main Text Chapter 102 Snowstorm in Nanxuan (Part 8)

It was useless to flee to Zhenhai Mountain. Qin Weiwei was still in Nanxuan Mansion at this time. The remaining people in Zhenhai Mountain might not be able to stop the two people from joining forces. If he fled to other caves, they might not fight for him. This could be seen from everyone's attitude towards him.

Escape from Nanxuan Mansion and ask for help from other mansions? Why would they save a low-level cultivator like you?

The other party rushed to attack at this time, obviously calculated it, just to take advantage of him when he was desperate.

He could only fight desperately.

The little guys were summoned out of the storage ring one by one, following the rapidly flying front hooves of Heitan into the snow to hide.

Using the little guys could only be done stealthily. Miao Yi knew very well that the little guys could not be compared with the dark mantis in the mortal world. They were still too weak. If they faced each other head-on, even Miao Yi could easily kill them all, not to mention the people who were chasing him at this time.

Heitan quickly turned around, rushed out sideways, and ran in circles on the snowfield. Miao Yi took the opportunity to sow the little guys everywhere in the snow as seeds.

Fan Renfang, who was blocking the way to Nanxuanfu, stopped. Seeing Fang Ziyu chasing Miao Yi in circles, he got a little anxious and shouted, "Hurry up, he's stalling for time!"

Fang Ziyu also got a little anxious. He shook the spear in his hand, and the snow on the ground immediately rolled into a snow dragon and flew towards Miao Yi.

This long-range attack did not cause much damage to Miao Yi. The cultivation of the second level of White Lotus was not fake.

Although the snow dragons, mud blocks, and flying stones came like a violent storm, they were rumbled and defeated one by one by the cold light that burst out like rain in Miao Yi's hands.

Fang Ziyu was so angry that he found that this guy was not just difficult to deal with. With the fat man's leg strength as a support, he could do nothing to him!

…If the other party had the guts to dismount and fight, he would definitely kill him with one blow!

In the crazy pursuit, the exasperated Fang Ziyu didn't realize that a little guy had already crawled behind him and raised the "small sickle" in his hand towards his butt.

Miao Yi was secretly happy when he realized that the little guy was in place, and suddenly stopped urgently, and Heitan carried him and turned around quickly.

"Kill!" Miao Yi shouted angrily and rushed towards Fang Ziyu.

He didn't know whether the little guy would be useful to the fifth-grade White Lotus cultivator, but he was forced to fight desperately!

This is really looking for death! Fang Ziyu sneered and was about to swing his gun to attack, but suddenly felt a sharp pain on his butt, and a terrifying breath that made people feel like falling into the netherworld quickly filled his whole body.

Miao Yi, who cooperated with the little guy's actions, was afraid that the little guy would be in trouble, because in addition to his extraordinary talent, the little guy was actually very fragile and could not withstand the attack of such a master.

So he quickly gathered magic power to the gun head, swept the ground, gathered a big snowball and threw it off the gun head, and blasted towards Fang Ziyu.

Fang Ziyu, who wanted to look back to see what was going on, immediately raised his last bit of consciousness and swung his gun to smash the attacking snowball.

Boom! Snow flew all over the sky.

Heitan suddenly soared into the air, carrying Miao Yi diagonally into the flying snowflakes.

Fang Ziyu slowly swung his gun to meet the attack, a bit like a subconscious action.

But this kind of power and speed of attack no longer posed any threat to Miao Yi, after all, Miao Yi was not a vegetarian.

If this opportunity could be missed, then Miao Yi's ten years on the island would be in vain.

A cold light flashed in his hand, and he fired a shot quickly.

Puff! Fang Ziyu's good head soared into the sky.

As Heitan landed, Miao Yi swept the gun in his hand, and a force of magic blew away the flying snow, and turned back to look coldly at Fan Renfang.

Fan Renfang in the distance was stunned, watching a head fall to the ground, only to see Fang Ziyu, who had lost his head, still sitting on the dragon horse.

After riding the dragon horse for a long distance, Fang Ziyu's headless body immediately fell to the ground.

With this successful experience, Miao Yi was full of confidence. He pointed the gun at Fan Renfang and shouted angrily: "Miao Yi is here! Who dares to fight me!"

Fang Ziyu was killed just like that? Fan Renfang was stunned for a while, a little confused about what was going on, but soon he pointed the gun and shouted angrily: "Don't run away if you dare!"

The dragon horse under his crotch immediately carried him and rushed over quickly.

It would be strange if he didn't run away! At this time, no little guy was ready for Fan Renfang, so Miao Yi naturally turned around and ran, wanting to take the other party for a few laps on the snowfield.

So the previous scene appeared again, Fan Renfang chased and waved his gun while attacking.

With the help of Heitan's legs, Miao Yi was not afraid at all. Heitan seemed very excited about his master's victory and killing a man, and he ran even faster...

In the distance, a large group of people were galloping over. Yang Qing had changed into a silver armor and led the mountain masters to gallop, just to hand over the confiscated wish beads to Zhenyi Temple.

While galloping, the rumbling sound of fighting came from the distance. Yang Qing quickly raised his hand, and everyone immediately suppressed their mounts and listened attentively.

Xiong Xiao's face changed slightly, and he was a little worried that it might be his two men...

After listening carefully, it was indeed a fight. Yang Qing's face sank, "Who dares to cause trouble in my Nanxuan Mansion!"

Xiong Xiao immediately stepped out and clasped his fists and said, "I will go and find out what's going on!"

Yang Qing was about to nod, but at this time he heard a faint roar, which was Miao Yi's voice, "Miao Yi is here! Who dares to fight me! ’

Many people were startled. They were familiar with this voice and slogan. They thought that a certain boy had won Yang Qing’s admiration just because of this sentence.

Qin Weiwei also frowned. Miao Yi? What the hell is that bastard doing?

Xiong Xiao's face changed drastically, his eyes flickered rapidly. Could it be true... If it was true... What were those two guys for? Could it be that two White Lotus 5th-rank cultivators couldn't handle that guy?

"Miao Yi?" Yang Qing frowned.

It wasn't Xiong Xiao's turn to ask for permission to go. Yang Qing's dragon horse had already carried him out like an arrow from a bow. He wanted to see what was going on!

A group of people immediately accelerated to catch up...

The rumbling sound of fighting in front became clearer and clearer.

The people led by Yang Qing rushed up a hill and looked up quickly.

They saw a huge snowball being smashed by a masked man with a gun, and Miao Yi shouted angrily: "Die!"

The mount carried Miao Yi, who seemed to be desperate, soared into the air, and Miao Yi, with a gun raised and stabbed, rushed diagonally into the flying snowflakes.

The indomitable momentum made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

Puff! A head wearing a mask soared into the sky, breaking through the dazzling snowflakes and falling to the ground.

Yang Qing's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously stopped riding the dragon horse and quietly watched the flying snowflakes.

With his cultivation level, he could tell from the distance that the person fighting Miao Yi was at least a fifth-grade White Lotus cultivator. Facing such a strong enemy, the boy actually took the initiative to meet the enemy and kill him!