Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Bu Yi still found it difficult to accept this fact.

He shook his head and thought to himself, "Even the sixth, seventh-fold great cultivators can't carry the flying star dart with their physical bodies without being damaged, he ......"

"It should be a talisman spiritual weapon, yes, that silver glowing thing, it should be."

Bu Yi guessed correctly.

Zhang Ye does have something like a talisman.

However, it is not a spiritual weapon, but a dragon scale that belongs to Zhang Ye's own condensation.

"You shot in the wrong place!"

Zhang Ye's face was gloomy, his voice was fierce, and his anger was not concealed in the slightest.

I just sneaked up on the state dialect, and in a blink of an eye, I was treated by this guy in the same way.

He almost got his hands on it!

It's tolerable, but Zhang Ye can't bear it.

Zhang Ye lifted the soul-breaking gun stained with the blood of the state cavity, pointed the tip of the gun at the cloth clothes, and shouted angrily: "Suffer death!" ”

"Whoa!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ye took a gun and killed.

Buyi is not hiding clumsy, his footsteps are smart, the folding fan in his hand has been replaced by two swords, one long and one short, the left hand eats the short sword, and the right hand holds the long sword and meets Zhang Ye to fight together.

"Guns shoot like dragons!"

"The child and the mother are the same branches!"

Zhang Ye used the Silver Dragon Tyrant Spear.

Bu Yi used the sword technique of the son and mother.

Zhang Ye's marksmanship is as domineering as a dragon.

Buyi's swordsmanship is tricky and weird.

"Bang!"

The cloth-clothed long sword and Zhang Ye's soul-breaking spear collided together, sparks splashed everywhere, and they were not at a disadvantage at all, which shocked Zhang Ye's arm faintly.

The sound of steel clashing is endless.

The two fought more than ten moves in a row, and neither of them got any benefits.

Buyi found that the cultivation of this "little beggar" was not weak, not below him, or even higher than him, and he couldn't help him at all.

It's going to be hard to leave today.

But Buyi won't sit still.

It was another round of life-and-death fighting, and the speed of both of them was stimulated to the extreme, and ordinary people couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye.

The ground was full of afterimages left by the two of them.

"Bang!"

A loud bang was heard.

The figures of the two reappeared on the ground, seven or eight meters apart.

Bu Yi was panting, his cloak was scattered, and on his cheeks, Zhang Ye's Soul Breaking Gun was cut in many places, oozing blood.

Even the clothes on his body were torn a lot, scattered and scattered, and his body was scarred.

On the other hand, Zhang Ye is also embarrassed.

There were a lot of sword wounds.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Buyi's mouth.

After such a long battle, he found that Zhang Ye's marksmanship was extremely unproficient, and his experience in the way of fighting was like that of a chick, as if he had never experienced fighting.

Obviously, he was forced to show his flaws several times, but Zhang Ye was stunned and didn't find out and didn't seize this opportunity.

If it were someone else, Bu Yi was confident that he would have already been in a different place, and his soul would have gone to Huangquan.

"It turned out to be a stunned young man, who had no cultivation but couldn't use it!"

Buyi's mind became active, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

In this way, he can rely on the sophisticated tricks of experience to win by surprise and kill Zhang Ye in one fell swoop.

……

In the continuous fighting, Zhang Ye also gained.

From the point of view of spiritual power and strength, Buyi's cultivation should be lower than his own.

However, Bu Yi has rich experience in fighting and killing, and his swordsmanship is weird, so that Zhang Ye can suppress Bu Yi with his cultivation, but he has never been able to win the battle, and he will even be injured by Bu Yi......

Although there is no danger to life, it is also upsetting.

Zhang Ye dragged the Soul Breaker Gun, staring at the cloth clothes opposite with cold eyes, and thought: "In the end, I still lack combat experience and lack of proficiency in marksmanship!" ”

"But...... After this battle, I learned a lot of practical skills. ”

"If I can come a few more times, my actual combat ability will definitely go to the next level!"

"Since he can't help me for a while, then...... I've got a sparring partner! ”

"And this guy's attacks are weird, his swordsmanship is tricky, it's not common, and it's obvious that he can bring me more benefits than others."

Zhang Ye thought so in his heart.

Now he is not in a hurry to kill Buyi.

Instead, if you want to squeeze out the last drop of value of the cloth, it is best to force the cloth to go all out and show all the moves.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye deliberately mocked: "The genius inner disciple of Jinji Mountain of the dignified Immortal Dao Sect, that's it?" ”

"You ......"

Buyi was angry at first, and then mocked back: "You are not bad." ”

"The cultivation is higher than us, but it is shameless to use the next three indiscriminate means to sneak attack our senior brother; And after fighting for so long, you can't kill me, and you've been repeatedly injured by me, and you're no more than Erer. ”

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Ye didn't laugh angrily, and shouted: "Look at the gun!" ”

Buyi raised his sword to greet him: "I'm afraid you won't make it?" ”

The two immediately fought again.

However, Zhang Ye's strategy this time was different from the previous one.

He mainly experienced Buyi's combat skills and prediction ability in battle.

But Bu Yi simply wanted to kill Zhang Ye quickly, end the battle, and stay away from here.

At the beginning, Zhang Ye passively added some injuries, which seemed to make Buyi see the opportunity, so he worked harder, went all out, made a move, and killed his heart.

Zhang Ye's injuries are getting more and more.

But he didn't care, on the contrary, he was even more energetic, sometimes the cloth attack was a little slower, and he would deliberately stimulate him and tease him, so that he would attack more violently.

But as time went on, the number of re-injuries slowed down significantly.

Dealing with cloth clothes, they are also more and more freewheeling, although they will still be hit by cloth clothes buckets from time to time, but the same trick, the same part, will not let cloth clothes stab the second time.

At the same time, Zhang Ye's "Silver Dragon Spear" was performed smoothly and unhindered, and it really reached the realm of a gun like a dragon, which made Buyi's next response a little difficult.

In the treetops in the distance, there was no sugar gourd left in the woman's hand, and she was holding a bamboo skewer wearing a sugar gourd in her mouth, looking at the current situation of the pair of roosters pecking each other.

She seemed to have a guess, and muttered, "It turns out that there really is such a thing as grinding guns in battle." ”

"This little guy is bold and careful, in the hostile fight, he uses the other party to hone himself, it's really interesting!"

"It's a pity that the disciple of Jinji Mountain was used as a gun, as a whetstone, and was played around by that little guy without knowing it, and he thought he had the ability to fight back."

"Huh? The breath on the little guy's body...... There are quirks! ”

……

"Whoa!"

Zhang Ye shot through the back of Bu Yi.

His clothes were torn, and a shocking wound was torn from his shoulder to his waist, staining it scarlet.

Buyi gritted his teeth, pulled the long sword in his hand, and looked at Zhang Ye with resentful eyes, his eyes full of doubts and incomprehension.

Why is this beggar the same as before?

Whether it's moves or coping ability, how much is it twice as strong as just now?

His attacks and strength have not weakened in the slightest, or even stronger, but why is he getting more and more at a disadvantage, being pressed and beaten everywhere?

There are quirks!

Could it be that this beggar deliberately played him?

"Whoa!"

Buyi was shot again.

This shot was stabbed in the thigh by Zhang Ye, and if Bu Yi's reaction was a little slower, his entire thigh would be pierced.

"Whoa!"

This time it's the abdomen!

"Whoa!"

Chest by gun!

"Whoa!"

Ass shot!

After fighting several times in a row, Buyi found that the beggar in front of him made him have no time to deal with it.

It can only be used passively, and it is not effective!

No matter how he swords or moves, he will be predicted and counterattacked by the other party in advance, as if the beggar has already predicted his own prediction in advance.

"How so?"