This attack was already a concentrated explosion of Yang Ni's strength, but the long-haired monster was overjoyed, as if the stronger the opponent, the more excited he would be.

He crossed his hands in front of his chest, thrust a lunge under his feet, and rushed forward with force at the moment of contact with Yang Ni.

The two people were like two high-speed trains colliding together.

A round shock wave visible to the naked eye quickly spread around the two people's contact points. Large tracts of leaves fell from the branches. Even the small shack behind the long-haired monster shook, and almost the other half did not collapse.

Yang Ni used a shield to protect his body, while the long-haired monster resisted with his flesh and blood.

Yang Ni is attacking at high speed, while he is defending passively.

This comparison is a clear judgment.

Yang Ni landed in an instant, and took several steps back, each step stomping a deep pit on the ground.

The long-haired monster was even worse than him. It flew backwards and hit the cliff wall 5 or 6 meters away behind him with a "bang", knocking the hard mountain out of a human-shaped depression.

But in this way, he also eliminated the impact force he suffered from his body.

After landing, the weirdo with long hair was not angry but happy.

He smiled "hehe", moved his shoulders that were hit so hard that it hurt, then stretched out his thumb, wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at the blood on his fingers, and looked at Yang Ni and said, "Happy, happy, no one has been able to let me use all my strength for a long time."

He walked forward as he spoke.

Yang Ni's heart was also rumbling. He forced himself to stop bleeding and quickly adjusted his breath.

The long-haired monster ignored it and walked to the half-left shack, stretched out his right hand, penetrated the thatched wall, held something and pulled it out with force.

As he moved, the entire hut collapsed, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Yang Ni finally saw clearly what he was holding.

It turned out to be the long black object that had been supporting the shack before.

The long-haired monster held this thing in both hands, and a rare look of nostalgia appeared on his face, and murmured: "It's finally your turn."

Then he looked at Yang Ni and said loudly: "Little thief, you can force me to use a tiger-headed dragon splatter, so I am proud. Come on, let's fight seriously."

Yang Ni complained secretly in his heart. He had already done his best, but looking at the tone of this long-haired monster, it seemed that he had just moved his muscles and bones, and the next thing was the real battle.

But when I heard him say "Tiger-headed dragon halberd", my heart moved slightly, as if I had vaguely recalled something.

But the long-haired monster didn't want to give him a chance to think anymore. He swung the long halberd more than two meters long with one hand, exerted force from his waist and eyes, and rushed towards Yang Ni almost at a teleportation speed.

Fortunately, Yang Ni's physical fitness has doubled, otherwise he would never be able to see the man's movements clearly.

Even so, his reaction time was not long, and he hurriedly flashed the inevitable blow by the sure-lost attack.

The long halberd stabbed at less than five centimeters in front of him, and even made a sound of exploding air.

The long-haired monster was also a little surprised, but he changed his moves very quickly and couldn't stab it straight and quickly turned into a horizontal slap.

The long halberd is different from the long spear, and the head is heavier. If you want to compare it, it is a bit like Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Ridge, but it is not that exaggerated.

This weapon has always been a powerful weapon on the battlefield, but it can only be controlled by peerless generals with extraordinary arm strength.

Yang Ni had learned his lesson long ago. If it were not necessary, the golden shield kept holding him to his side.

He hurriedly raised the shield slightly upwards, and slapped the long halberd straight to the shield.

Yang Ni was already unable to hold on. He thought that this long-haired monster could only hit a draw when he was bare-handed. Now that he took out this long weapon, it was no longer something that Yang Ni could resist.

But it was too late to stop calling at this time. The long-haired monster was hitting him. When he passed by Yang Ni, he didn't forget to kick him in the lower abdomen.

Yang Ni was prepared for this time. He twisted his body and pitched his long knife out at the same time, flying straight to the ears of the long-haired weirdo.

The long-haired monster dared not be too big, so he hurriedly withdrew his feet and dodged.

After standing firmly, he said a little unhappy: "Little thief, you're not going to die when you lose your weapon in the battle."

Yang Ni ignored him and was called "little thief" so many times, and he also had an evil fire rushing towards his forehead.

With both feet exerted force, the shield was sacrificed in front of him and hit the long-haired monster.

The long-haired monster actually shook his head slightly, looking like he was completely interested, and raised his long halberd and was about to push Yang Ni away.

What Yang Ni wants is his action.

Before the long halberd arrived, the golden shield suddenly disappeared. Then he bowed and bullied the long-haired monster's arms. A light flashed with light in his left hand, and a ferocious gold and silver claw sleeve appeared in his hand, lifting it upwards.

The long-handled weapon was not easy to rotate, and he held the halberd in his hands tightly, which was equivalent to being restricted. He did not expect this move at all, which was beyond his knowledge, and he hurriedly retreated.

The two of them retreated and advanced, and the speed was almost the same.

However, the long-haired monster was holding a heavy long-handled weapon in his hand, and his speed was no longer superior. Finally, he was caught up by Yang Ni. He thrust his left hand and left five holes on his already torn clothes, revealing the bronze muscles inside.

Especially the longest middle finger claw knife barely cut a shallow wound on his chest, and blood beads oozed out from it.

The long-haired weirdo hit Yang Ni's shoulder with a palm, stood firm, looked down at his wound, and then laughed "haha".

Yang Ni had already done his best in this attack, and was already out of breath, not to mention that in a few seconds, his skill duration would end.

Yang Niqiang swallowed his saliva, holding his claws in front of his chest and was about to pounce on him again.

Unexpectedly, this long-haired monster waved his hand at him and sighed: "Forget it, I think I am a hero in the world, but I am destined to be defeated by the hands of ordinary men in the countryside. It's so sad, hahahaha!"

He laughed a few times in the end, but he felt a sense of freedom and helplessness to see through everything.

Yang Ni quickly put away his claw cover, just now he finally remembered who used the "tiger-headed dragon halberd" in history.

That is Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu.

If the winner is the king and the loser, then Xiang Yu is the only exception.

Despite this, Yang Ni only believed that Xiang Yu in front of him was just a product of the Huangquan game. Although he was flesh and blood, he was not the same person as Xiang Yu in history.

But this was enough to make him show enough respect.

He quickly bowed his hand and asked, "Are you Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu?"

The long-haired weirdo was stunned and said, "I'm the one who is Xiang Yue."

Yang Ni studied history and admired Xiang Yu very much. He hurriedly said, "I have long admired the name of the overlord, and I have to live up to my life when I meet you."

Xiang Yu raised his hair and laughed: "Thousands of years have passed, and I didn't expect that my name is still left in the world."

Yang Ni's heart moved and said strangely: "Bao Wang, how long have you been here?"

More than 2,000 years have passed since the history of the Chu-Han dispute. In Yang Ni's opinion, no one can live for so long. He always thought that this person who claimed to be Xiang Jie was just the creation of the Lord of the Yellow Springs, which is equivalent to a set of the game. Judging from what he said, it seems that he had been here for a long time.

Xiang Yu patted his head and frowned and said, "I can't remember it for hundreds or thousands of years."

Yang Ni immediately asked, "On King, do you still remember the last scene before coming here?"
Chapter completed!