The spear in Li Yang's hand turned into a thousand, and the sudden silver brilliance was like a dancing silver snake, sealing all Liu Miao's retreats in an instant. The head of the silver spear was even more silver, and with its powerful realm cultivation, Li Yang had made this condensed silver spear reach a level comparable to that of a low-grade artifact.

The golden dagger clenched in both hands was used by Liu Miao as a shield, and under the left and right slashes, Liu Miao was able to stay in a safe corner under Li Yang's stormy and fierce attack, no matter how Li Yang urged the gun, he never regretted shaking Liu Miao's defense.

"How is it possible, with this guy's Cheng dù, how can it be possible to defend against my flurry marksmanship, there must be something wrong!"

The momentum of the spear is unabated, and the silver glow is still as bright as a flower, but at this moment, Li Yang suddenly noticed that every time his spear momentum accumulates to an extreme value, Liu Miao's side will always burst out with an invisible energy.

It was also that invisible energy fluctuation that prompted Liu Miao to accurately find the Shengmen under his attack, and then skillfully hit the weak point of the spear, and used it to dodge.

"Spirit, soul, strength!" Li Yang gritted his teeth, these words almost popped out from between his teeth, and immediately resolutely put away the gun, Li Yang, who was well versed in combat skills, how could he tolerate his useless work. (To be continued......)