"Achoo!"
It seemed as if sensing someone thinking of him, he sneezed.
Upon noticing the long spear coming towards him, the young man didn't draw the longsword on his back, but casually flipped his hand, and an iron wire that looked straight but was actually crooked was held in his grasp.
The end was even deliberately twisted a few times to form a simple handle.
Clang!
He brushed it aside.
But the long spear simply pressed down with the momentum, trying to control the opponent with the weapon's length. However, how could Jiang Feng give such an opportunity? He avoided the sharp edge and used his body to bump into the shaft of the spear, making it unable to exert force.
Then he smashed into it with an Iron Slope Shoulder!
Bam—
