Tang Ming's appearance gradually made the atmosphere tense.
Mu Qingyun, who was standing on the high platform, had a ferocious expression on his face.
"You're finally here, but I'm curious as to what this little girl has to do with you. Why are you so concerned about her being caught?"
Looking at Qing'er who fell into coma in the cage, Tang Ming's already gloomy expression became even more sinister.
"I have nothing to say to people like you. Today, only one of you and me can get out of here!"
"Then spare your life and wash away my shame!"
As he spoke, Mu Qingyun had already grasped the Qingyun Holy Sword, stepped on it suddenly, and his figure suddenly rose up.
There was a sword in his hand stabbing Tang Ming's vitals.
The fierce attack forced Tang Ming to use his sword energy to block.
However, the sword energy he exerted was just like a display in the face of the opponent's offensive.
With just one blow, the sword energy was easily shattered.
"Bang!"
The condensed sword energy was scattered in all directions. Mu Qingyun once again held the holy sword and struck at the vital point.
With true essence cultivation, his strength has been improved by several levels.
At this moment, Mu Qingyun was overjoyed. Even if the opponent took out the fairy sword, he would definitely be sure to kill him.
Seeing that the victory was imminent, Mu Qingyun sneered.
"Such a long time has passed. Not only do you look unruly and sluggish, but your cultivation is still at the same level!"
"How come the descendant of the Immortal Sword who cut off my arm in the past hasn't made any progress at all?"
Seeing him looking so domineering, Tang Ming showed a sneer on his lips.
"I hope you can still be so arrogant later!"
When the blade in his hand was about to hit his heart.
A stream of cyan spiritual power surged out of Tang Ming's body.
That awe-inspiring aura hit him instantly.
Even the Qingyun Holy Sword in Mu Qingyun's hand began to tremble, as if he had met the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.
"The Green Lotus Immortal Sword appears!"
The words fell.
A lotus flower slowly appeared in front of Tang Ming. When the lotus flower bloomed.
A cyan sword was revealed in front of him.
This sword has an incomparable ancient charm, and everyone who sees it is in awe.
Mu Qingyun, who was affected by the fairy sword's aura, was no longer as aggressive as before.
When it stabbed Tang Ming's chest, all he felt was an indestructible diamond.
"Qiang!"
The roar of the collision sounded.
The two of them stepped back a few meters.
However, upon closer inspection, Tang Ming's retreating pace was obviously smaller than that of his opponent.
After one move failed, Mu Qingyun adjusted his breathing again.
When he looked at the fairy sword in Tang Ming's hand, his eyes were full of resentment, because this thing was taken away from him only after one of his arms was cut off. Now, even after many months, he can still feel a trace of phantom pain.
"The shame of the past must be washed away with your blood!"
He held his sword again and struck forward, as if he wanted to tear Tang Ming into pieces.
"Qiang!"
Not to be outdone, Tang Ming immediately fought back.
The two of them were less than a few feet apart, and both of them could hear their heavy breathing.
"I have entered the realm of true essence, but you are still stalling on opening up the meridians. You have no chance to defeat me!" Mu Qingyun already knew in his heart that he would be the final winner.
"You're still the same as before, you talk so much nonsense!" Tang Ming mocked unceremoniously.
While talking, the two took action again.
However, it was Mu Qingyun who took the initiative every time, and his swordsmanship moves were almost always aimed at the fatal points.
Tang Ming, on the other hand, seemed to have seen through all the opponent's attacks, and easily blocked his attacks with just a few sword-cutting moves.
"Qiang!"
After the fierce sound of swords erupted again, the two of them retreated several feet each.
Mu Qingyun, who readjusted his breathing, fell into deep thought.
He has obviously stepped into the realm of true essence cultivation, but why is Tang Ming still unable to do anything?
Just when he decided to take action again, he felt a soreness on the tip of his nose, and soon two nosebleeds appeared.
Looking at the nosebleeds flowing on the ground, Mu Qingyun felt that his eyesight was beginning to blur.
"What's going on? Why is your body suddenly out of control?"
Mu Qingyun, who was still hesitating about his physical condition, did not realize that Tang Ming had already grasped the sword tightly and attacked instantly.
Seeing that the other party actually took the initiative to attack, Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed a bit coldly.
"court death!"
The two took action again, using countless sword moves frequently.
The swordsmanship he displayed was unparalleled.
Mu Qingyun had a strong murderous intention, and the sword pointed at him would cause injury or death.
Tang Ming was both offensive and defensive, and his moves were dazzling.
The bursting sword sounds were raging here with sparks, and the two men's moving figures were almost at the same level, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a moment.
If their cultivation levels were the same, the battle between the two would be extremely exciting.
But Mu Qingyun, who was more powerful, felt that his body was gradually starting to fail to keep up.
Every move seemed to be unable to use all the strength, which resulted in every move being blocked by Tang Ming.
No, if I keep fighting like this, my energy will be exhausted first, so I have to fight quickly.
Although Mu Qingyun didn't know why his physical strength was declining exponentially, he knew that the battle must be ended as soon as possible, otherwise everything would be in vain while Ye Yuntian recovered from his injuries.
A palm with powerful spiritual power was struck, and the huge force pushed Tang Ming's figure several meters away.
Tang Ming also used the potential energy of his retreat to distance himself from him.
Then the two spiritual powers began to gather rapidly.
Obviously both sides wanted to end the fight with this blow.
"Spiritual advanced martial arts, Holy Spirit Extermination Slash!"
Powerful spiritual power poured into the holy sword, and the huge sword energy expanded instantly.
Looking at such majestic spiritual power in front of me.
Tang Ming didn't hold back anymore, and immediately used his spiritual power to completely explode the power of the fairy sword.
Several lotus-shaped sword auras appeared immediately.
The two men's final offensive is about to begin.
However, just when Mu Qingyun decided to use his martial arts.
The evil spirit in his body instantly exploded uncontrollably.
Countless purple evil auras moved crazily from his body and began to impact his veins.
"Clang!"
The Qingyun Holy Sword fell to the ground.
Mu Qingyun covered his body and began to wail in pain.
"Impossible. How could the Yin Evil Pill that I personally refined have side effects?"
Ye Yuntian, who had been severely injured before, supported his body and walked slowly.
Then he glanced at him coldly and said with a look of pity: "With your little foundation, you can't withstand the erosion of Yin Sha Dan."
From the moment the other party swallowed the elixir, the outcome was already doomed.
The Yin evil power contained in the birth date of Qing'er can transform into an entity, which cannot be directly absorbed by the Yuan-building monk alone. Anyone with some cultivation qualifications knows this.
This is also the reason why few people can change their physique.
When taking elixirs that change your physique, you need at least one metamorphosis monk to assist you to prevent the medicine from swallowing you up.
But in order to win over Tang Ming, Mu Qingyun was so eager to succeed that he had completely forgotten even this common knowledge of alchemy.
"Cough cough cough!"
The blood Mu Qingyun coughed up was even mixed with black sludge.
It was obvious that the Yin Evil Pill had begun to corrode his body.
Looking at this guy who reaped the consequences, Tang Ming just sighed.
"You will not live if you do your own evil."
After saying that, he raised his sword and planned to take his life.
"Wait!"
