The Holy Son suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of Jindan, just like Ye Wu.
However, his fighting awareness was much stronger than that of Ye Wu, so Ye Wu was at a clear disadvantage after the fight.
Tingting wanted to help, but Ye Wu refused.
"Fair fight."
Miao Haocang had already suppressed his cultivation, so how could he look for outsiders again.
It's just that his abilities are still too immature for Miao Haocang.
Miao Haocang struck again, hitting his flaw directly and landing on his heart. His sister's soft armor protected him again, but Ye Wu's face was a little pale. After all, the physical power still had a sense of impact.
Ye Wu pursed his lips and wrote down the flaw he had just made.
He held the long sword, turned his steps, leaned forward, and the long sword in his hand drew an arc in the air, heading towards Miao Haocang's vital point.
Miao Haocang moved slightly, flipping the sword in his hand and blocking it in front of him.
Sonorous——
The two swords collided, and then they were separated at the first touch.
Miao Haocang glanced at Ye Wu's waist, and the long swords in his hands suddenly appeared like autumn rain, attacking Ye Wu hastily, and one of the sword lights was directed toward his waist.
Ye Wu only had to resist his delicate sword intent. When the sword light fell on his waist, he realized that he had exposed another flaw.
Miao Haocang showed a smile.
"It seems that the protective object on your body has a lot of origins, but how much can it help you? The next move is called Qiuhan."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wu only felt that the sword intent of the person in front of him had changed instantly.
Like the gentle autumn wind, carrying the chill of the Tianjiang River, it makes one feel as if one is in the autumn water, with strong winds and showers in front of one's eyes.
Although Ye Wu was a little nervous, he was not panicked.
"My move is called Yong'an." He said.
The aura on his body has also changed. Even if your autumn rain continues and the sky and rivers are churning, I will remain calm forever.
A flash of surprise flashed in Miao Haocang's eyes.
Of course he could see that Ye Wu's sword was just like his own, very immature, especially immature.
He didn't even develop his true sword intention.
But now it seems that is not the case.
He has the will of the sword.
But this sword is for defense.
But a sword is a sharp weapon, but if its sharpness is restrained, what is a sword?
But he did hold on.
Ye Wu gasped slightly, his eyes bright, looking at Miao Haocang, a little excited.
"How many times can you defend?" Miao Haocang chuckled, "This move is for the autumn wind."
The wind is blowing the sand, and the fallen leaves are dull.
Ye Wu retreated continuously, and the sword skills in his hands changed.
"Mine, Yongning."
His footsteps finally stopped retreating, and the sword light passed by, but it was like a tall and tall tree, stopping the strong wind.
Miao Haocang narrowed his eyes and said, "Your attacks are quite rare. What is this sword technique called?"
"I don't know, my sister gave it to me."
He is indeed not allowed to practice, but he has always longed for it. The sisters, especially the second and fourth sisters, have a good temper and sometimes indulge him in reading Kung Fu books.
But they are all carefully selected.
This secret book is quite old and has five styles in total. The fourth sister gave it to him, saying that even if you don't practice, you can learn this swordsmanship.
"Then continue."
Miao Haocang stopped probing and started attacking fiercely and swiftly.
One move after another, the moves were connected perfectly, and there was no flaw in him.
On the contrary, Ye Wu, despite being able to barely hold on under such an attack, had frequent flaws and began to suffer physical injuries.
But Miao Haocang didn't feel happy or accomplished.
First of all, his strength is already close to the Dongxu Realm, three levels higher than Ye Wu.
Secondly, he clearly felt that Ye Wu was making progress.
This made him secretly frightened.
Every time Ye Wu showed a flaw and he discovered it, the next time, the flaw disappeared.
He constantly polishes himself in battle and makes himself indestructible.
This made Miao Haocang feel a strong threat!
Originally, he actually had some appreciation for Ye Wu, but after getting in touch with him.
Even though he planned to kill Ye Wu, he did not deny that he had some affection for him.
Therefore, he didn't even mind that Ye Wubai was defeated this time and could tolerate him living.
After all, their strength was very different, and he also felt that it was meaningless to let Ye Wu die like this.
Over the past few hundred years, it has been hard to find a competitor.
But now, he suddenly didn't think so anymore.
He admitted that he was not as talented as Ye Wu. At his age and strength, he could not immediately perfect his skills in battle.
This is too difficult.
Only by reflecting on yourself after fighting again and again can you grow. This is something he always thought everyone would experience.
But Ye Wu was completely beyond his understanding.
No wonder he can kill the Demon Lord...
It is not ruled out that someone could help him, but there is no doubt that Ye Wu has great luck.
A talented and lucky monk was still a stumbling block in his path. Miao Haocang quickly made a decision in his mind.
Let’s solve this stumbling block while it’s still just a nuisance!
In the future, it will become a big mountain and it will be difficult to handle.
The killing intent in Miao Haocang began to surge, and his strength gradually released.
Ye Wu was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't you say it's a fair fight?"
"I changed my mind." Miao Haocang said.
"I'm sorry for breaking my promise. I almost never break my promise, but I suddenly realized that you are very strong."
The admiration in his words was undisguised.
Ye Wu was even more confused.
"I'm not as strong as you..."
"What I'm saying is that you're growing too fast. Your sword keeps changing. I can't sit back and ignore you. If I don't kill you today, you will definitely become a strong man in the future and become a serious problem for me.
, even a lifelong enemy, or even surpassing me."
Miao Haocang sighed regretfully, and then knocked Ye Wu away with a sword.
Ye Wu's face instantly turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Soft armor is an immortal weapon, but precisely because it is an immortal weapon, the spiritual power required is too high. Ye Wu can only activate one or two of the abilities to barely protect himself.
But once the opponent is too strong and keeps attacking, he will still die.
Only the scale he received when he was young could completely protect him, but he had already given it to Jin Wuyue.
Miao Haocang held the sword and appeared above him in a flash, his eyes full of regret.
"When you grow up, you will become famous all over the world. It's a pity..."
He raised his sword and looked at him indifferently.
Ye Wu had already taken out the Jumang Drum in his hand. Miao Haocang was so powerful that he didn't even know if the Jumang Drum could block his attack.
"Woof!" Wang Defu rushed over and tried to stop him.
Miao Haocang slashed at Wang Defu first with his sword. Wang Defu quickly dodged and was not hit. He looked at Miao Haocang more fiercely, and a mark began to flash between his eyebrows.
No matter how hard it is, labor and management can’t let anything happen to my son!