Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 160 Fair?

"Now, this sword has been released again..."

Ye Wu stared blankly at the old man.

It sounds...it seems very powerful...

Ci Qiancheng's expression was dignified, the strength of the wild demon was astonishing, and his mind was not clear, he didn't know how to make him appear.

And now that he is locked, it is obvious that the wild demon can distinguish the opponent.

"It shouldn't be..." Tingting couldn't help but said, "It's not that everyone said that he is completely crazy, so the person who is released will not be afraid..."

"It's the scabbard." Ye Lin said.

"I... heard back then that the Holy Son got the scabbard, the scabbard of the desolate demon's natal weapon. He didn't destroy it himself, or he didn't have the consciousness to destroy the scabbard at that time, but the scabbard did. Became the only existence that can restrain him."

Tingting glanced at him when she heard the words, and wanted to ask him where he heard it from, but then she thought about it and didn't make a sound.

"That means, the Holy Son has appeared?" she said.

As soon as the voice on their side fell, the desolate demon there had already gone straight to Ciqian City, the chains on his body rattled and lit up countless spells, restricting his power.

Ci Qiancheng felt a little relieved, but fortunately these chains suppressed the wild demon and would not make him too powerful.

He glanced at Ye Wu and the others, knowing that even if the wild demon was only targeting him, he would not distinguish between the enemy and himself, and had no sense of scruples, so he went directly to the void and led the wild demon away.

The desolate demon's gaze was always on Ci Qiancheng, and with a wave of his arm, infinite sword intent fell towards Ci Qiancheng with a fierce aura.

The laurel behind Ci Qiancheng radiated brilliance fiercely, waving the nine-jointed bamboo in his hand, and large pieces of osmanthus swept towards the desolate demon, beautiful and beautiful, without any killing intent.

However, the moment those petals collided with the overwhelming sword intent, thousands of storms were set off in an instant, sweeping away the white clouds in the sky thousands of miles away.

The space split and healed inch by inch between their collisions.

Everything just happened in a short moment.

In a face-to-face fight, Ci Qiancheng knew that even if the strength of the desolate demon in front of him was sealed in the Transcendence Tribulation Period equal to his own, he was still stronger than himself.

So this battle, I'm afraid it will be outsmarted.

He had just finished thinking, but the wild demon over there fixed his eyes on his sword, and then raised his hand.

Hands fall like swords.

An identical sweet-scented osmanthus flower spread out behind the desolate demon, turning into thousands of sword lights, carrying the power of the bright moon, and charged towards Ci Qiancheng.

Ci Qiancheng was surprised.

The level power of this sword intent is even more subtle than his own?

As expected, he is worthy of being a desolate demon. He has long heard that he can push a sword technique to the extreme just by looking at it.

His way is the fusion of illusion and swordsmanship, but this desolate demon can see through it at a glance, which is really amazing.

It's a pity... If it's not a lunatic, it will be returned.

Ci Qiancheng has a complicated expression.

But this is not necessarily a bad thing!
To him, being able to touch the ultimate state of his own Tao in this world is not a kind of hearing the Tao in the morning, but it is possible to die in the evening?
Ye Wu and the others felt a little relaxed as the barren demons and the others receded further and further away from the battle.

"That person really..."

It was also the first time for Ye Wu to see such irrational lunatics, and he always felt that they were much scarier than those sane ones.

Just relaxing, the next moment, a group of people approached.

Among them, the most conspicuous young man with an extraordinary bearing is the holy son in white clothes.

Ye Lin and the others immediately became vigilant.

Shengzi led the people down, facing Ye Wu, smiling.

"We met again, but I didn't expect to see Mr. Ye again so soon."

Ye Wu pursed his lips, and it could be seen that Miao Haocang was not kind to the visitor.

Although he didn't know why he was still talking and laughing one second, and became hostile the next.

"Why doesn't Mr. Ye speak?"

Ye Wu thought for a while, then shook his head.

"I don't know what to say... you want to fight with us?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Zhige interjected from the side.

Miao Haocang glanced at her, Zhige's face turned pale immediately, he took a step back and lowered his head.

"I didn't expect to start a war with Mr. Ye so soon."

The incident with Hall Master Jing was an accident, and Yan Kuang had to do it in advance, and the preparations on their side also needed to start in advance.

Miao Haocang looked at Ye Wu and sighed, "If it wasn't for your and my status, I would actually like to be friends with Mr. Ye."

At least, Ye Wu didn't make him hate him.

"Identity? Do you know my identity?" Ye Wu was a little surprised.

"I mean Mr. Ye has the status of being selected for the temple. As for Mr. Ye himself... Although I can guess that the origin is unusual, I don't know."

"Of course, if Young Master Ye is willing to tell you, that's fine."

Of course Ye Wu would not reveal his identity.

He looked at the people around him, and said again: "Just because of being selected for the temple quota? Didn't you say that as long as you have the ability and strength, you will be selected? Then don't we belong to the same situation? Why do we have to be hostile? Anyway, everyone It depends on the choice of the temple."

In Ye Wu's view, this is a very fair thing, if you are selected, you are, otherwise you are not.

Miao Haocang smiled lightly, but did not explain.

The temple has already selected Ye Wu. As long as he is not a waste, the probability of the temple choosing him is 90.00%. It is not fair between them.

Therefore, Miao Haocang had to kill him.

"It's useless to say that now."

As Miao Haocang said, he raised his eyes to look at Desolate Demon and Ci Qiancheng above, and then at Hall Master Jing and Yan Kuang.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ye thinks, who can win the battle above?"

Ye Wu didn't look at it, but said directly: "I don't know, there is no result yet."

Miao Haocang was slightly silent.

Then he chuckled.

"Yeah, there is no result yet, who knows?"

He took a deep look at Ye Wu.

"Ye Gongzi can always say something that surprises me."

"However, sometimes, the result is doomed from the beginning, just like you and me."

Ye Wu frowned and said, "You and I end up fighting?"

Miao Haocang had confidence on his face.

"It's not you and I want to fight, it's...you die, I live."

Wang Defu immediately rolled his eyes.

"Woof!" He said in a loud voice, but he hasn't done anything yet!

"Woof, woof, woof!" Don't be cowardly, son, just go ahead!Fuck him!

Ye Wu pursed his lips.

"I don't kill people," he said.

However, Miao Haocang said with a strong aggressiveness, "So, you will only be killed by me."

Ye Wu shook his head, "I don't want to die either."

He looked at Miao Haocang calmly, and took out his sword.

"I'll fight you, win or lose."

Miao Haocang was silent, as if he was thinking about whether it was necessary to agree to his words.

After a while, he first raised his hand and waved it lightly.

"Do it."

Zhige rushed directly to the front, holding a crystal-like harp in her hand, and rushed towards Ye Lin.

(End of this chapter)