"Swish!"
In the next instant, a flash of sword light swept across, and everyone just saw a burst of light points explode before their eyes, followed by a howling gale.
Ye Miao only saw starlight before him, not knowing which was the real killing blow. He retreated again and again, a full five steps, and in the meantime, he had launched nine punches, each one fiercer and more powerful than the last.
The sword light subsided, and Zhu Zhusword's longsword had already returned to its sheath.
Ye Miao had distanced himself by ten zhang and seeing Zhu Zhusword had sheathed his sword, asked in puzzlement, "Senior, this was just the first sword, why not strike again?"
Only to see Zhu Zhusword shake his head slightly, calmly saying, "No need, you've already lost!"
Everyone was bewildered, but Ye Miao's eyes froze, slowly turning his gaze to his left chest.
His ru robe already had a small hole, but it hadn't hurt his body.
"What?"
