Wu Haojun hurriedly stepped aside, and gently raised the demon-slaying sword in his hand to push the spirit snake away.
"Take my whip!"
With a flick of the masked boy's wrist, the spirit snake turned into a long whip and swept towards Wu Haojun's waist.
Although this little man's attack was not as fierce as Wu Haojun's, it was invisible, using softness to overcome strength, making Wu Haojun's situation very serious.
Wu Haojun was obviously superior in strength and speed, but the masked boy was always able to use softness to overcome strength and use force to remove all his own power.
In addition, Wu Haojun had already fought two battles in a row and was somewhat exhausted at this time. Even though his swordsmanship was exquisite, he was unable to cause any damage to him.
"What a whip!"
Wu Haojun was surprised at the masked boy's methods.
No wonder he can sit at the top of the Huashan Sword Sect like Jin Guagua, Duan Yujie and others. It turns out he has such terrifying methods.
Four taels is equivalent to a thousand catties.
A weapon sometimes turns into a long sword, sometimes into a long whip.
Lifting something light and heavy may seem light and feeble, but in fact it is heavier than a mountain.
Even if Wu Haojun fights against him when he is completely victorious, he will still be impressed by his strength.
Because most of what this masked boy fought was Wu Haojun's own power, Wu Haojun had to re-examine this masked boy's methods.
Compared with Jin Guagua and Duan Yujie, the strength of this masked boy has also increased a lot.
It seems that this night, not only myself, but also each of them has an adventure!
Could it be...
A strange thought suddenly flashed through Wu Haojun's mind.
Could it be that these three people are all time-travelers like me?
Jiang Xiaoyu once told Wu Haojun: There are nine time travelers in this world, so if three of them are time travellers, it is not impossible.
"It is indeed not easy for the Divine Sword Sect to have a genius like you!"
There was a sharp light like an eagle between Wu Haojun's brows, and the masked boy was not weak either. The two of them looked like highly concentrated wild wolves, which made the spectators extremely nervous.
"It's so sad that the Divine Sword Sect has a traitor like you!"
The masked boy snorted a sound of dissatisfaction from her nostrils, and the moves in her hands became more and more powerful.
Whether it was a long sword or a long whip, Wu Haojun would feel a soft feeling every time he faced it. This was what troubled him the most.
The Dugu Nine Swords he learned can break the world's moves, but when faced with a special weapon attack like the Masked Boy, he has no way to attack it.
Moreover, the opponent's level of using force has reached a superb level. The demon-suppressing sword cannot be used at all in front of this weapon!
"Who are you? Why don't you show your true colors to others?"
Wu Haojun asked in a low voice the doubts in his heart, obviously he had not yet guessed the identity of this person.
"What's the use of knowing so much for a dying man!"
The masked boy waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light turned into countless flying knives, flying towards Wu Haojun.
Wu Haojun's reaction was not weak. His changes in sword moves were classic. He swept across the world at the critical moment and avoided all vital points.
But even so, he was still wounded in two places by the opponent's flying knives.
The indestructible deep-sea armor was actually pierced!
Wu Haojun has experienced hundreds of battles, so he naturally doesn't take this minor injury seriously.
However, this scene was seen by the masked boy, who showed no sign of restraint in his hand movements. He smiled from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes stayed on Wu Haojun. He was extremely arrogant and stabbed out with a sword.
This time, the masked boy's swordsmanship changed.
It was no longer the soft attack before, but it was extremely fierce, as if he wanted to stab Wu Haojun to death with a sword.
"It's not good! Masked has suffered a loss in strength. With this sword blow, he will definitely lose to Wu Haojun!"
Jin Guagua saw the secret at a glance and felt nervous for the masked boy.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the masked boy rushed halfway, the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a three-meter-long golden spear and pierced Wu Haojun's heart directly!
Wu Haojun's eyes turned cold. This stubborn and hard-working style was very beneficial to him.
Although the opponent came quickly and violently, he had thousands of ways to deal with it, and he immediately raised his sword to fight back.
However, at this moment, Wu Haojun suddenly felt that the right arm holding the demon-suppressing sword became extremely heavy and could not be lifted at all.
I wanted to move to avoid it, but my left calf seemed to be filled with lead and I couldn't move an inch!
At this time, Wu Haojun reacted quickly. He hurriedly lowered his body, temporarily avoiding the masked boy's shot, and then slapped his left hand on his waist.
The Qingtian Sword had already jumped out of the Qiankun Treasure Bag and was held in his hand.
The masked boy missed the target. With a flick of his wrist, the spear turned into a long whip and circled around Wu Haojun's neck.
Wu Haojun quickly used his left hand to block with his sword.
Crack!
Weapons meet.
There was a harsh sound.
The long whip was cut into two pieces by Wu Haojun.
The masked boy turned around, turned half of the whip into a long sword, and stabbed Wu Haojun again.
Wu Haojun was so anxious that he threw three divine cauldrons in front of him before he could think too much.
In this way, the masked boy's swift attack was blocked.
However, Wu Haojun was also very uncomfortable.
The masked boy's attacks just now were one after another, the moves were unpredictable and closely connected, giving him no chance to breathe at all.
It was only at this moment that Wu Haojun realized that his right arm and left calf were useless.
It was as if he was petrified and couldn't move at all!
Although this masked boy's strength and speed were not as strong as his own, every move seemed to restrict Wu Haojun's performance.
When the two of them fought, Wu Haojun's attack was like hitting a sponge. Most of his power was removed, and he was counterattacked by his own power.
The opponent's weapons can be freely changed and can penetrate the defense of the deep sea armor. Not only that, once injured, the wound will seem to be petrified and unable to move at all.
With the ebb and flow of one another, it would only be a matter of time before one loses to the other party.
"Even the divine tripod can't save you."
The masked boy still had a smile in his eyes. He waved his long sword in his hand and turned it into three thin ropes, heading towards the three divine tripods opposite Wu Haojun.
"The only things you rely on are these three divine cauldrons. Without these three divine cauldrons, you are nothing!"
The masked boy spoke in a slow and calm voice, word for word, and his tone was full of hatred for Wu Haojun.
The next moment.
The three thin ropes grabbed the three divine cauldrons respectively, and they flew around before being pulled aside by him.
"Wu Haojun, I will definitely kill you this time to avenge my grandfather!"
The masked boy's moves changed again. In addition to being sharp, they were also flexible, making the sword technique of hiding needles in the cotton, and he was in front of Wu Haojun in a blink of an eye.