Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 454 Silver Needle Tactics

After finally catching Sikong Hai's stick with a little difficulty, he didn't expect this guy to hit him again from another direction quickly. Li Miao just had to block it with his stick again. ┃- ┃

After being lucky enough to block it again, Sikong Hai still refused to let go, turned the popsicle in his hand in a circle and then drew it sideways towards Li Miao's face.

"Ah." Li Miao was startled, if he was hit by this stick, he would be like a pig. Li Miao didn't have time to think about it, so he desperately turned his head to the right, and the popsicle hit Li Miao. The ears hit the ground, and the sharp whistling sound also shocked Li Miao into a cold sweat.

But just after Sikong Hai missed again, unexpectedly, the guy jumped up, chasing Li Miao viciously with sticks, his posture clearly showed that he would not stop until he was killed.

Li Miao almost died of depression, this is completely passive position, who let him not know the art of sticks, he can only back away quickly while resisting the opponent's stick attack.

Finally, Sikong Hai hit Li Miao's left shoulder with a stick that dazzled his eyes, and a sharp pain came in, making Li Miao obviously drop the popsicle in his hand.

"Ha, brother's dodge is really good, I only hit you once after a lot of effort." Sikong Hai shouted loudly, the stick in his hand was still so relentless.

"Brother Sikong, you are aggressive." Li Miao resisted with difficulty, and even scolded this guy shamelessly in his heart.

"Haha, this requires wheel tactics. When your physical strength is exhausted, you will die at that time, hahaha." Sikong Hai is really a slut, he is so big and round, who can continue to waste with him ah.

"Brother Sikong is really proficient in the art of war, I admire it." Li Miao said in a panic, his eyes fixed on Sikong Hai's stick, for fear of being hit by his stick again.

The stick just now was really painful, and if nothing else happened, it would definitely be bruised, but who made Li Miao have the physique of the brown underworld pill, and within a few seconds, he would be as good as before.

Seeing that he was always passive, Li Miao also made up his mind, he had to think of a countermeasure.

Li Miao retreated abruptly, and immediately distanced himself from Sikong Hai. Seeing Li Miao retreating, Sikong Hai quickly chased after him.

But when Sikong Hai was not chasing him, Li Miao used all his strength to break the ice stick in his hand into two pieces with a loud bang.

Without any hesitation, he threw the piece in his hand towards Sikong Hai's face.

This time, Sikong Hai was taken aback, which was beyond his expectation, and the half of the popsicle flew towards him quickly, and the damage was quite powerful. When the popsicle was about to pierce his head, it was caught by him with all his strength. Bounced away with the stick in his hand.

But Li Miao's purpose of splitting into two parts is here. Can he dodge it once, and can he dodge it again?

So Li Miao took advantage of Sikong Hai struggling to avoid half of the popsicle, and threw the remaining half of the popsicle at Sikong Hai.

"Oh." Sikong Hai was indeed hit, and when the last half of the popsicle arrived, he was too late to dodge, and the half of the popsicle forcibly pierced into his chest.

Sikong Hai, who was in pain, stopped quickly, and seemed to speed up the operation of his mind, because Li Miao suddenly sensed a strong energy field, and it must be this guy who started to run his mind.

Then a strange moment happened, Sikong Hai seemed to have completely returned to normal, and his expression was not so painful anymore.

"Could it be that this guy also has a physique similar to the brown underworld pill? Quickly restored his physical strength?" Li Miao was taken aback. He also knew that the hidden sects were all those who lost in the ancient war, and they must have special abilities.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that this popsicle is the illusion of ice energy in his own body. Maybe he just accelerated the recycling of ice energy just now, and of course it won't hurt him.

Although Li Miao's speculation was a bit wild, it was not unreasonable. All in all, Li Miao finally improved his passive position, and now he is slightly better.

"Brother's adaptability is really strong, Sikong Hai admires it." Sikong Hai tightly held the popsicle in his hand, and there was a slight admiration on his face.

"Brother Sikong has won the prize, let's continue." Li Miao's words also excited the spectators around. They thought that such a wonderful fight was about to end, but who knew that Feng Weile wanted to continue fighting. It seems that this time It was really a good show to watch.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Nangong Lan couldn't help yelling, but it wasn't because everyone was making fun of them. After all, the strength of the two of them is the highest among all people, so they are also the most stimulating and exciting. It is reasonable for everyone to be in high spirits.

"Okay, brother, you have to be careful." Sikong Hai gestured the popsicle in his hand a few times, then pushed the bottom of the stick with the heel of his palm, and the stick shot out like an offline bow and arrow.

How dare Li Miao be negligent, but Li Miao is still unwilling to take the risk of a head-to-head confrontation with the popsicle. Suddenly, Li Miaolan thought that he still had a pack of silver needles with him, so he might as well use him now.

Li Miao took out two silver needles from his jacket pocket with extreme time, and after injecting a little energy, he flicked his wrist suddenly, and the silver needles shot towards the flying popsicle like a laser beam.

Finally, a dramatic scene appeared. Just as the humble silver needle pierced into the popsicle, it suddenly exploded. The loud noise was definitely louder than the explosion of a building, and the boundary of Bingquemen was empty. Surrounded by snow-capped mountains, the sound of the violent explosion echoed in the mountains for a long time.

At this moment, Sikong Ning, the deputy head of the Bingque Sect, was drinking tea in the house, and a loud noise almost splashed the tea in his cup. This guy suddenly sensed it, and immediately realized that it was the fierce fight of the tempered people, and couldn't help but The face is full of smiles.

This Sikong Ning is definitely a person who loves talents. It can be said that he is thirsty for talents. He is also very satisfied to see the training in full swing.

Accompanied by a violent sound, the popsicle was blown into powder, scattered on the ground and then melted quickly. However, Li Miao threw out two silver needles, one flew into the popsicle, and the other One unexpectedly flew towards Sikong Hai's body.

Perhaps it was because Sikong Hai was stunned by the loud noise just now, but he didn't notice a silver needle flying towards him.

"Puff." The silver needle immediately pierced into Sikong Hai's chest. This sudden foreign body sensation made him look at his chest involuntarily. Immediately afterwards, his breathing became difficult and his whole body began to agitate. , his face immediately turned into a terrible liver purple. ~