"Kill him! Revenge for my junior brothers!"
At the last moment when consciousness disappeared, Ye Yuntian shouted his last request.
"I heard it!" Tang Ming slowly closed his eyes.
After absorbing all the last medicinal power in the body, a powerful spiritual power burst out instantly.
The power of various drugs continued to merge in Tang Ming's body. The power of this forced drug consumption also had side effects. At this moment, Tang Ming was like a dynamite about to explode.
If you operate it carelessly, you may explode and die instantly.
However, having reached this step, Tang Ming would no longer have the possibility of backing down.
Raising the fairy sword again, Tang Ming said coldly: "Atone for the crimes you have committed!"
"Just you?!" Mu Qingyun sneered, not taking the other party seriously at all.
He raised the Qingyun Holy Sword and laughed wildly, "If I hadn't introduced you to the Holy Land of Sword Dao, you would still be living a hard life with your sister in a thatched hut until now, right?"
"Everything you have now is because of me. Your achievements are all in my shadow!"
The words fell.
Tang Ming's fairy sword had already pierced his vital part.
"puff!"
After the sword blade pierced the opponent's abdomen, Tang Ming just responded with a sneer.
"You want to erase the shadow of your failure!"
These words instantly ignited Mu Qingyun's anger. Regardless of the pain in his body, his sharp palms immediately grabbed the opponent's vitals.
Seeing the other party's furious expression, Tang Ming's lips revealed a disdainful mockery, and then he drew out his sword and blocked it in front of him.
"Qiang!"
The sharp nails only hit the sword, not even leaving a trace.
Tang Ming also took advantage of the opponent's strength and retreated a few meters away.
Before landing, Mu Qingyun attacked again with the holy sword.
The fight between the two began again.
The direction of the sword's direction was all critical points. Mu Qingyun's offensive was only to kill, without any defense at all. It could be said that he only attacked but not defended.
In Tang Ming's eyes, this kind of attack without any structure was like playing house.
He could easily block it with just one hand of sword.
"What's wrong? The majestic swordsman saint, is it possible that after so many years of swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is still at the same level?"
Hearing the other party humiliate him in his own way, Mu Qingyun's anger increased.
Each attack accompanied by an offensive slash was even more powerful.
He clenched his hands tightly, exerted his full strength, and struck down a powerful blow instantly.
Looking at this powerful force, Tang Ming did not slack off. He held the hilt of the sword upside down with one hand and put the sword blade against his arm as a shield in front of him.
"Qiang!"
The two sword blades collided and a powerful sword cry erupted.
After catching the powerful Tang Ming, the ground supporting his feet also shattered due to the force.
Mu Qingyun, who was suppressing forcefully, began to gradually use force, intending to completely crush the opponent's defense.
At the lower end of his body, Tang Ming, who was relying on horse steps to stand still, also felt that it was difficult at this moment.
Even if his swordsmanship is better than that of his opponent, he can't compete with his actual brute force.
If you continue to use it up, when your physical strength is exhausted, you will be the only one who loses.
"You're going to lose!" Mu Qingyun also noticed that Tang Ming's breathing began to quicken at this moment, and he was obviously in a state of physical exhaustion.
On the contrary, with the blessing of Yin Sha Dan, his strength will only become stronger and stronger, and his physical strength will continue to recover due to the power of the medicine.
Even the original injuries just now began to repair gradually.
Tang Ming held on to his body and readjusted his breathing.
If we continue to maintain the current situation, we will indeed lose.
But he forgot what he was holding in his hand.
"Have you forgotten what weapon I am holding?"
Hearing Tang Ming's reminder, Mu Qingyun felt bad in his heart.
"Buzz!"
The collision of the two sword blades made a sword sound.
Only this time is different from before.
Because the sword sound emitted by the fairy sword was like a king, the Qingyun Holy Sword gradually lost its original fierce offensive.
"When the Immortal Sword comes out, all swords surrender!"
A cold voice sounded, and the Qingyun Holy Sword began to tremble. It seemed that it was unwilling to continue to follow Mu Qingyun and began to resist his command.
"What's going on? Why is this happening?"
Just when he hesitated.
Tang Ming instantly burst out with strength and bounced his holy sword away.
Then he gathered his spiritual power on the fairy sword and used his sword energy again.
The powerful sword energy was exerted from bottom to top, pushing Mu Qingyun's body through the bottom.
"Bang!"
A big hole instantly exploded in the basement ceiling
Tang Ming stood up and jumped, rushed out of the bottom floor, and arrived at the Luoyang Mansion.
At this moment, everyone gathered around the mansion was dumbfounded when they looked at the big hole in the ground.
"What happened? Why did the floor suddenly crack?"
When they looked at the big hole in the mansion, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
However, before they could figure out the current situation, a huge figure slowly hit the ground from high altitude.
And this person is Mu Qingyun, who has fallen into evil ways.
At this moment, he was injured by the spiritual energy of the fairy sword, causing the evil energy to begin to drain away. His chest was also wounded by the sword energy, but it did not heal instantly like before.
Obviously, the sword energy of Qinglian Fairy Sword has the ability to suppress evil spirits.
Mu Qingyun's forcibly supported figure slowly stood up, looking at Tang Ming with hatred in his eyes.
"You can defeat me all because of that sword. Without the fairy sword, you are nothing!"
Tang Ming walked slowly with his sword in hand.
"You are right. I have accomplished nothing in my life. Only with the sword in my hand can I know who I am today!"
There is no doubt that the Immortal Sword has made Tang Ming successful, and he readily accepts this.
Even in the end, the ending may not be satisfactory.
He also has no regrets at all about becoming the heir of the Immortal Sword.
"You lost, but you didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself!"
Looking at Tang Ming's regretful eyes, Mu Qingyun covered his head and roared: "No! I didn't lose, I can't lose again and again!"
The violent roar also frightened the onlookers. They all looked at the monster in front of them with fear.
Feeling the strange gaze, Mu Qingyun hesitated.
"What are you looking at? Don't you know who I am?"
At the moment of questioning.
His eyes accidentally glanced at the bronze mirror beside him.
When he accidentally glanced at his face, his eyes suddenly showed shock.
His hoarse voice sounded when the huge sinister palm touched his ugly face.
"Who is this? No! This is not me!"
"Why do I look so ugly!"
The swordsman saint who was always known for his handsomeness has now turned into a frightening and ugly creature.
Such a gap was unacceptable to Mu Qingyun.
"I haven't been able to win against you even after this, so what is the purpose of doing this?"
The roar of grief and anger resounded throughout Luoyang Mansion.
Everyone who heard this voice covered their ears.
"In that case, then all of you become my sacrifices!"
