But the annoying thing is, this calamity of his still hasn't passed yet.

"Hoo—"

Before Huangfu Yi could replenish his Qi and get ashore, another rider galloped from the opposite side of the riverbank.

This person was wearing a raincoat, a round hat on his head, holding a four-foot-long iron rod, pulling the galloping horse, glanced across the river at the corpses that almost blocked the stream, then looked up and down at the boy with the crimson body.

"Did you release the flying sword?"

Huangfu Yi frowned and stared back, suddenly realizing that although this person looked uglier than himself, with small eyes and a flat nose, a face full of stubble not cleanly shaved, looking sloppy, his height and physique were astonishingly similar to his own, even their cultivation and Qi sensation were almost the same. Both were clearly dual cultivating Qi bodies, Foundation Establishment realm. Heart moved, he blurted out.

"Zhang San?"

"Hey! That's indeed my famous name!"

Zhang San's eyes lit up, grinning as he tossed his conical hat, leaped off the horse with a single push, pointing his iron rod at Huangfu Yi,

"Come! Duel with swords!"

"Duel your mother's ass! I don't have time!"

Huangfu Yi was still worried about recovering his flying sword, busy dealing with the Immortal that broke his defense, not in the mood to entangle with this guy, so he cursed angrily and turned to leave.

"Ha! Not leaving! Come and take the move!"

However, Zhang San had already thrust his staff! This sword was like light and electricity, incredibly fast! In the blink of an eye, it was at his forehead!

Seeing this scoundrel strike without distinguishing right from wrong, Huangfu Yi also felt a surge of rebellious anger! He grabbed the Goose Feather Saber by his feet and blocked it with a flick of his wrist!

"Die!"

"Ping!"

Saber against rod, force against force! Suddenly, a clash of metal! Sparks flew everywhere!

"Ha! Good wrist strength! Come again!"

Zhang San laughed heartily, suddenly flashed and stepped back, his figure seeming to glide backward by a yard. Yet as he landed, he shouted "Hoo ha!" once more! His foot as if pressed on a spring, he thrust the rod again! The momentum accelerated! Directly stabbing at Huangfu Yi's central gate's death point!

"Get lost!"

Only testing the first strike, Huangfu Yi found that this person's cultivation and arm strength weren't weak, just slightly inferior to his own. But on the battlefield, losing strength meant death!

At this moment, Huangfu Yi used his well-honed battlefield killing move, seemingly repeating the same move, swinging the horizontal knife, using the back to clash with the opponent's iron rod. However, secretly deploying Seventeen Layers of Strength! Preparing to suddenly exert power, send the opponent's weapon flying, aiming to create stiffness, then smoothly chop the head! Splitting the person in half!

"Swish!"

Who knew this slash swung through empty air! Instead, it was Huangfu Yi himself who became anxious and got off balance!

Turns out Zhang San, who could entice six constables to join forces to catch him, had his own skills! With just one move, he figured out that Huangfu Yi's Gang Power was more potent! Hence, the second strike seemed another direct stab, but was actually feigned!

He withdrew halfway, cleverly controlling the distance to avoid the Goose Feather Saber's edge! Moreover, since he reserved some strength, he could counterattack immediately! A direct point of the rod to Huangfu Yi's cubit pool point! Obviously breaking the Qi circulation sword flowing meridian, intending to block his Sword Path Qi Dao!

"Hah!"

"Boom!"

Seeing the rod whistling close! Fearing further struggle could lead to dismemberment or death, Huangfu Yi was drenched in cold sweat, shouted loudly, spring-legged, Gang power exploded, the whole person like a flea flew backward! Leaping onto the riverbank, opening a distance!

"Wow!"

Who knew Zhang San, seeing such a huge weakness, still not rushing to stab, merely followed lightly onto the bank, yet keeping a precise distance in front of Huangfu Yi within just a few steps, enough for one thrust to penetrate for the kill, forcing his opponent not to turn and flee.

"Tch..."

Huangfu Yi was also hot-headed, and he wasn't stupid. Seeing the opponent retract and advance, not fighting to the death yet entangling repeatedly, was clearly intending to compare skills, determining a victory.

But he was anxious about his treasure sword, unwilling to play along! For a moment, killing intent surged all the more! Coldly said in anger,

"No more than three, if you continue, I will kill you!"

Yet Zhang San merely laughed, uprighted his iron rod, leaped forward, the third sword thrust!

"Come duel with swords!"

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