When the cyan sword energy blocked the sword body, their expressions changed instantly.
Ye Yuntian looked to the side and saw Tang Ming's figure already blocking his face.
When looking at the cyan sword energy in front of him, Mu Qingyun also fell into deep thought. Being able to block more than 50% of his own strength, his cultivation level has obviously improved a step.
Looking again, when he looked at the familiar face in front of him, Mu Qingyun's eyes were filled with endless coldness.
"Tang Ming, I didn't expect that in just a few months you would have broken through to the Yuan-building realm. From the first time we met, I knew that we were destined to fight to the death!"
"So much nonsense!" Tang Ming looked at him coldly, then turned around and dragged Ye Yuntian behind him, pouring Qinglian's spiritual power into his body.
"Have a good rest, leave this guy to me!"
But Ye Yuntian rejected his kindness, "No need, it's just a minor injury. I'm not that pretentious." Then he looked at the enemy in front of him with cold eyes.
"The guy attached to him is the murderer of Lin Yao. Now that the enemy is facing us, how can I retreat?"
Tang Ming also looked at Mu Qingyun, and when he noticed that the giant sword in his hand looked familiar, he remembered the scene that day, when the bloody sword penetrated Lin Yao's body.
Now when facing him again, there was a sudden look in Tang Ming's eyes, "Mu Qingyun, I want to thank you for integrating the guy I want to kill most with you, and now it's time to settle old and new scores together. "
"Want to kill me? You have to show some real skills." Mu Qingyun's eyes were arrogant, and he also wanted to settle all the past hatreds.
Mu Qingyun was the first to take action, and the sword blade immediately pointed at the injured Ye Yuntian. After all, he also knew that if the two of them teamed up to deal with him, they would definitely be at a disadvantage, even if the blood dust was attached to them.
But during the fierce battle with Xuan Xiaozi, he suffered a lot of trauma, and there was no way he could take over his body to fight instead. At the moment, he could only rely on his own strength to fight against the two enemies.
Solving one first is always the best solution, and you also need to buy yourself time to defeat the two.
But the moment he started, Tang Ming and Ye Yuntian didn't hesitate at all. They moved extremely quickly, and the three of them instantly came together.
The moment Mu Qingyun started aiming at Ye Yuntian, he unexpectedly discovered that the positions of the two people had changed instantly.
This move completely messed up Mu Qingyun's originally prepared response. Just when he aimed at Ye Yuntian again, the sword blade in Tang Ming's hand had already struck his arm first.
This blow was not intended to hit the vital point, but just wanted to see how the opponent would choose.
If he continues to attack, his arm will be chopped off.
If the offensive is withdrawn, the two of them will have the advantage of being the first mover.
After a moment of decision, Mu Qingyun made a choice immediately. He blocked the sword in front of him and blocked Tang Ming's attack.
"Qiang!"
The collision between the fairy sword and the magic sword instantly detonated a bright spark.
The collision of the two forces caused a lot of shocks.
Mu Qingyun, who had blocked the blow at this moment, his pupils turned blood red again, and said in a sarcastic voice: "Boy, this is your first time coming into contact with an immortal sword. This Qinglian sword itself can only heal and purify, and its combat power is simply not as good as... If you don’t take this seat, it just happened that you didn’t have a good host last time, otherwise do you really think you can beat me?”
"Noisy!" Tang Ming said coldly.
"There's me too!" Ye Yuntian's voice rang out.
A spear blade flashed with cold light and instantly pierced his vital part.
Unfortunately, his strength was not as domineering and domineering as he was at the beginning, and Mu Qingyun took over with one hand.
The two men's offensive was easily broken down, and they gained absolutely no benefit in close combat.
"What? Is this how much offensive power you two can have together?"
Then he whispered: "Tang Ming, as the heir of the Immortal Sword, don't you know whose weapon this weapon belongs to?"
"Do you need to tell me?" Tang Ming said coldly, and the strength in his hand increased again.
Facing the attack again, Mu Qingyun reluctantly took a step back, but the smile on his face became more sinister, "You don't really think you are the chosen one, do you?"
"Didn't those hiding sword spirits tell you that when they are attached to the same person, they only have one purpose, and they will never tell you this purpose."
Speaking of this, Mu Qingyun's eyes were provocative, "How about it? Do you want to know what these guys left over from ancient times want to do with you?"
These words also successfully attracted Tang Ming's attention. He had not figured out many things, including where the fairy sword came from and why it was attached to his body. These things almost became mysteries.
In the past, he might not have cared, but as more and more people began to pay attention to the fairy sword, he began to wonder what kind of secrets this fairy sword held.
"Tang Ming, don't be misled!" Ye Yuntian suddenly shouted.
It was at that moment of hesitation that Tang Ming's strength began to lack follow-up.
Mu Qingyun also took advantage of the opportunity to seize this moment, and immediately shook off the two people's offensive and retreated several steps back.
After several people distanced themselves, Tang Ming did not choose to continue the pursuit.
Instead, he looked at the formation in the sky. Because of the existence of the sword spirit in his body, he could feel the existence of another fairy sword.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you absent-minded?" Ye Yuntian couldn't help asking from the side.
"It's okay, I was just disturbed by that guy." Tang Ming apologized slightly.
After the two readjusted, they focused their attention on the enemy in front of them.
At this moment, Mu Qingyun's breathing began to become a little rapid. It was obvious that the series of games just now had put him in a short-term load state.
Sensing that the other party was declining, the two of them immediately chose to take action.
The two figures flew through the air, stabbing each other's vital points instantly with lightning speed.
Mu Qingyun waved his blood sword to barely resist, but under the constant pressure of the two men, he took several steps back.
Seeing that the opponent was about to break through the defense, Mu Qingyun immediately spoke to Tang Ming and said: "You dreamed about him, didn't you? The Cangyuan Immortal Emperor who has reigned supreme throughout the ages!"
These words instantly made Tang Ming stop his offensive, but the moment he stopped, Ye Yuntian's voice immediately sounded.
"Don't stop."
After hearing this, Tang Ming continued to swing his sword, intending to break through the opponent's defense.
But what Mu Qingyun wanted to say was still unfinished, "Aren't you curious why the Immortal Sword chose you instead of resurrecting the Immortal Emperor and continuing to follow the original owner? Even the Cangqiong Continent has a way to revive it. The Immortal Emperor who controls the vast star field, even this Not at all?"
Tang Ming ignored it and still swung the sword vigorously in an attempt to break through the defense formed by the blood sword.
"You've already roughly noticed it, haven't you?"
"Those sword spirits just want to rely on you to resurrect the Immortal Emperor."
When he heard this, Tang Ming frowned slightly, but the movements of his hands still did not stop.
Until Mu Qingyun said this ferociously.
"To them, you are just a carrier to resurrect the Immortal Emperor."
“Buzz!!!”
These words were like a bolt from the blue, splitting Tang Ming's mind apart.
The sword waving in his hand stopped on the spot, and his eyes were filled with shock.
Even if he wanted to refute this sentence, he still couldn't find any reason to refute it.
And at that moment when he stopped, Mu Qingyun had already pointed the bloody sword at his heart.
