When he defeated the Holy Son with one move, it was not because the Holy Son was so strong that he needed to use one move, but because he could only use one move to defeat him, even if he was a golden elixir stage monk.
No wonder it had been so long since I returned to Wan Zong City that the Holy Son didn't come to make trouble. It turned out that he was in good health, so he was beaten back to bed by Li Chengwu, which was a perfect connection.
The whole battlefield was surrounded by monks standing in darkness. Xiao Han looked around, slowly raised a hand and said: "Come on!"
After Xiao Han knew the purpose of the palace master's visit, he had already thought clearly about this fight. He couldn't win too easily, and he couldn't win too aggressively. Many moves could only be used secretly.
The Cicada Valley monks must be watching, and so are the demon undercovers. If the demon saint is really Liu Yan, that's it. If she is not the real Liu Yan, then a certain degree of confidentiality is needed.
Li Chengwu frowned deeply. He was indeed deeply afraid of Xiao Han. He used two moves against the Holy Son and tried his best.
The most important thing was that the Holy Son had not recovered from his injuries at that time, and even with such fighting power, it was really hard to imagine how Xiao Han could defeat the Holy Son with one move in his prime.
However, as a member of Xuantian Palace, even if he knows in his heart that this fight cannot be won, he still has to stand up and must show enough momentum.
Even if you lose, you must lose in a dignified way.
After pondering for a moment, Li Chengwu shouted loudly: "Xiao Han, my actions are neither light nor heavy. If I accidentally injure you today, don't blame me."
"In other words, it would be a good choice to admit defeat early to avoid physical suffering."
Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, wondering whether Li Chengwu was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He had this idea at the moment.
Then he chuckled and said, "Oh? Since you have so much confidence, I can't let you lose face."
"It doesn't matter whether we live or die in this fight today."
Li Chengwu narrowed his eyes and said, "Hey, as you said, we don't care whether we live or die today."
When they heard that there was no need to care about life or death, the monks were in an uproar.
The palace lord of Xuantian Palace said sarcastically: "Oh, the person the city lord is looking for is really loud!"
"I think you have enough confidence to dare to say such things in this situation. Don't let the city lord fail to step down later!"
Xiao Han looked at the palace master's position, why did this girl speak so irritably? He had never provoked her before, and the provocation was obviously started by Li Chengwu, so what?
It’s true that women are such creatures that they really cannot be offended.
Just when Xiao Han was confused, he suddenly received a message: "You don't need to pay attention to that palace master. She was once a saint, and she was also madly in love with Qiao Tan'er's father."
"It's just that I appeared as Qiao Tan'er's father's brother at that time, and he rejected her, so she always thought that I influenced him, and she has been very resentful towards me over the years."
After Xiao Han heard this message, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Good guy, there used to be so many secrets. Xiao Han felt that this news was extremely exciting.
This palace master really knows how to think. How can there be so many people who come out in this world of immortality? Then he thought of Qin Ming and quickly refuted his point of view. It seems that there are indeed many.
At the same time, Xiao Han became extremely curious about this father-in-law. It was really surprising what kind of charm this Mo Yu had that could drive so many women crazy about him.
Seeing that the palace owner had been lonely for so many years, Xiao Han didn't want to argue with her and took the lead decisively.
Xiao Han didn't use any spiritual weapon, he just took a few palm shadows and went to meet them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three palm shadows collided with that Li Chengwu, making a violent sound. Xiao Han did not use all his strength, but gradually improved his strength, reaching roughly the same level as that of Li Chengwu.
Soon the two sides started fighting each other quickly. Li Chengwu was holding a spiritual sword. This spiritual sword could turn into two swords from time to time. It looked a bit like the twin swords of yin and yang.
Xiao Han chose to fight the opponent with bare hands, which seemed to anger Li Chengwu, so Li Chengwu switched to two swords, and the two sword shadows struck down instantly, accurately blocking all Xiao Han's escape routes to the side.
All that was left was to advance and retreat, and at the same time, his body quickly shuttled back and forth, facing Xiao Han directly.
Xiao Han pretended to have a heavy face, took a step forward, and directly tore the air apart. The figure was stretched very long. He had not used normal means to fight for a long time. Xiao Han wanted to try what he could do now.
boom!
The two of them just bumped into each other. Neither side took a step back, but just stood in a stalemate with each other.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Immediately afterwards, some roars came from the bodies of the two people who were in a stalemate. Even though they were just in a stalemate, the two of them had already clashed several times.
Li Chengwu was also slightly relieved in his heart. After this short confrontation, he had probably felt Xiao Han's strength. He had to say that it was indeed very strong, but at least it was not so strong that it would be difficult for him to deal with the situation.
As for why he was able to defeat the Holy Son with one move, it must have been with the help of the power of the formation!
Finally there is some good news.
Li Chengwu did not dare to relax. Even though he was not that strong, he was still comparable to him. An opponent of this level deserved to be treated with all his might.
When Li Chengwu was thinking this, Xiao Han didn't have so many distracting thoughts in his head. He was about to deal with the Cicada Flower Valley. This kind of thing was a good experiment.
Xiao Han used various attacks in various ways, sifting and simplifying them from various methods, and finally digested them into his own combat experience.
Then Li Chengwu saw that all kinds of attack methods failed to achieve any effective attack, and Xiao Han's attack methods became more and more simple. From the initial invisible swordsmanship and various spells, it became the simplest spiritual confrontation in the future.
Li Chengwu also gradually came up with this idea. Their fighting skills were almost the same, and for a while there was no comparison. Then he used two spiritual swords.
Directly slashed out dozens of swords, each sword contained huge power, and it hit every vital point of Xiao Han.
In just a few dozen sword strikes, fine beads of sweat were already oozing out from Li Chengwu's forehead. The more he hit him, the more surprised he became. Xiao Han seemed to have an endless supply of spiritual power, which was quite shocking.
Now I am a monk who can fight with a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god. Why is this the result in Xiao Han's hands?
You know how many adventures you have, including all kinds of secrets, but what can Xiao Han have? He is just a slightly talented person who came from an upper-class sect.
The opponent's strength is too strong!
The sun was shining brightly all the time in the sky, and it would get dark every now and then, and then it would be bright again.
This fight lasted for four full days, and there was no sign of it ending. Everywhere the fight passed by, there was a scene of ruin.
Wang Chen in the crowd saw this scene, his face was particularly ugly, and at the same time he secretly made a decision in his heart.
The sooner this is done, the better. I originally wanted to wait until after the thirty-year agreement, but now it is no longer the time to wait any longer.
Xiao Han's strength was so terrifying that he even vaguely felt that Xiao Han had not yet used his true strength.
