Returning to Anpingju Xiaoyuan, he took out the "Nine Heaven-Splitting Swords" again. He had only learned two swords before, but now he was familiar with the remaining seven swords by reciting them one by one.
He strolled up to Taibai Peak's arena, and his eyes were instantly attracted to the illustrious top 100 list.
He glanced at the list and found that Zhou Fang was currently ranked 87th, while Wu Zhenghong's ranking had dropped from the original 63rd to 80th.
"The fall is not slow. In three or four days, Zhou Fang will fall."
Zhang Mo's appearance was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, breaking the tranquility around him.
As soon as he appeared next to the Taibai Peak Arena, people nearby started talking.
"That's Zhang Mo. I heard that this kid is a little crazy and only accepts life and death battles." Someone whispered, with a hint of surprise and curiosity in his tone.
"Where does he get the confidence?" Another person couldn't help but wonder, his brows filled with confusion.
"I guess this is just to scare people." Someone tried to analyze and felt that Zhang Mo's behavior might be a trick.
However, some people also expressed different views: "Look at Zhou Fang and Wu Zhenghong, they are not affected at all. Zhang Mo's trick will not work."
"In three or four days, come here and watch a good show." Someone said.
Regarding these comments, Zhang Mo seemed not to have heard them, and looked indifferent, not caring about other people's opinions. After stopping for a while, he flew away directly in the air, leaving a place of surprise.
After returning to the virtual world, Zhang Mo had a thought and summoned his 'Dang Kou' knife from Niwan Palace.
Fortunately, the summons of the Dang Kou Dao was not blocked by the emperor's white mist.
As soon as the blade came out, it immediately exuded a fierce aura in the void.
Fortunately, the Dang Kou knife still maintains the shape of the knife in the virtual world, no different from the real world.
Being in the endless void, he began to practice the Nine Heaven-Splitting Swords one move after another.
With nothing in the void, his sword skills can be used freely without any restrictions. Every time the sword is swung out, it is accompanied by a surge of vitality, and it seems that the sound of the sword energy breaking through the air can be heard in the void.
He still had 12 days. According to his plan, it would be enough to practice two swordsmanship. He was immersed in the practice of swordsmanship and only focused on the moves in front of him. For him, every practice was a test for himself. an improvement.
Jiayou's twenty-sixth year.
The twelfth lunar month of winter, the Laba Festival.
Zhang Mo came out of the virtual world.
The fresh and cold air hit our faces, and a tense and chilling atmosphere enveloped us.
Zhou Fang dropped to 92nd and officially challenged Zhang Mo, who was 90th.
Under the ring, the law enforcement elder who was responsible for supervising today's ring was named Duan. A gray-haired old man sighed: "Both of you are the proud sons of heaven. No matter who is hurt, it is our Liuyun Mountain's loss."
Elder Duan's words were full of helplessness and regret. Ordinary sparring was encouraged, but this kind of life-and-death battle was not conducive to the cultivation of talents in Liuyun Mountain.
Zhang Mo said helplessly: "Elder Duan, this disciple is also helpless. I have no intention of fighting, let alone killing. If someone wants to kill me, I cannot be a lamb to be slaughtered."
Off the stage, Zhou Fang clenched his fists and his face was as gloomy as water. He did not speak, but moved his body and jumped directly onto the ring.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mo also jumped up. The two stood opposite each other, their eyes met, and invisible sparks burst out.
The surrounding atmosphere gradually became solemn as the two people took the stage.
Elder Duan said: "I hope that the two of you will stop here. When you are really invincible, there is no shame in admitting defeat! Who can be undefeated? No one can be undefeated! He is as strong as the Burning Sky Fire God Chi Lianxiao, but he has not reached the divine level. Didn’t you also fail when you were young?”
"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again!"
"I hope you two can listen to me."
Elder Duan also has a hard time judging who can win. Life and death are often decided in a split second. Those who can stand in this arena are all outstanding. Whoever dies will suffer a huge loss.
Speaking of this, Elder Duan said: "Both of you are strong men. There are no rules in a life-and-death battle, so let's begin!"
The words just fell.
The momentum of Zhou Fang and Zhang Mo instantly climbed to its peak, like a sudden strong wind, pushing the surrounding atmosphere to the extreme point of tension.
boom!
The two figures collided together like lightning.
For a moment, the air flow rolled, dust rose everywhere, and the strong wind roared above the arena, and the figures of the two people were looming in the turbulence of the air flow.
There was a loud bang!
On the ring, the two of them retreated as soon as they touched each other.
Zhang Mo took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, while Zhou Fang took seven or eight steps back before reluctantly stopping.
"Your body... is really strong!"
Zhou Fang took a deep breath, a look of solemnity and shock flashed in his eyes.
He thought he would have the upper hand with the attack just now, but he didn't expect that Zhang Mo's physical strength was far beyond his imagination and he could easily resist his attack.
The physical strength was beyond his imagination!
Zhou Xing was shocked. In that brief moment of physical collision, he deeply felt the power of Zhang Mo's physical body. It's not just general strength, but every inch of skin and every muscle seems to contain terrifying power.
At least he's a lot better than me!
Zhou Fang thought that he had come very far in physical cultivation, but compared with Zhang Mo, there was obviously still a long way to go.
There was also a low cry from all around.
In the tentative confrontation, for the first time, Zhou Fang was at a disadvantage.
"It's just brute force, just ridiculous!" Zhang Mo smiled lightly.
The next moment, the two collided together like lightning again. This time, their speed was extremely fast, leaving only afterimages and continuous rumbling sounds in the air.
At this moment, most of the monks in the middle Huang Stage could not clearly see the specific movements of the two people. They could only see two blurry shadows constantly intersecting and colliding on the ring.
Only some strong men above the Huang level and Xuan level could barely keep up with the speed of the two of them and see some clues.
There were constant roars around the arena, as if they were going to shatter the entire space. Such a battle has gone beyond the imagination of ordinary yellow-level monks. They can only watch in stunned silence, and their hearts are filled with shock.
In the blink of an eye, the physical battle came to an end.
With a bang, Zhou Fang's figure fell out of the interlaced light and shadow, blood gushing from his mouth.
Zhang Mo, on the other hand, was extremely calm, floating in the air, "Zhou Fang, if you can't do it physically, let me see your fairy sword and the Five Elements!"
Zhou Fang took a deep breath to calm down the surge of energy and blood in his body. He had to admit that his physical strength was indeed inferior to Zhang Mo. He originally thought that the gap between the two would not be too big, but after the actual fight, he discovered that the gap was so obvious.
He felt that his physical body was strong enough, but facts proved that the gap was not small.
"as you wish!"
Zhou Fang took a deep breath. At this moment, his whole body's aura suddenly changed. A powerful force of thought swept out of him, and the air around him seemed to freeze.
A long sword was held in his hand. Zhou Fang used his fingers to draw the sword skills and shouted:
"The sword comes out without a shadow!"
Shadowless Sword!
With his shout, the long sword disappeared instantly. At the same time, Zhou Fang's whole body seemed to blend into the air and became illusory.
This is the Shadowless Sword. At this moment, Zhou Fang seems to be no longer in this world, but wandering in another world.
The speed was even faster this time.
Zhou Fang's speed unexpectedly soared again, reaching an unimaginable speed.
His figure flashed away like lightning and appeared in front of Zhang Mo instantly.
A sword thrust out, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, but it was silent, as if the sword did not exist in this world.
Zhang Mo also reacted very quickly. He struck out with his sword, but it hit the air. He turned sideways instantly, and with a thud, the sword pierced his shoulder.
Blood spurts out!
Zhang Mo's expression changed, and he quickly retreated. His steps were like the wind, and he instantly distanced himself from Zhou Fang. There was a solemn look in his eyes, and he was curious about his unique swordsmanship. When the swords met, they actually struck the air!
A flash of green appeared on his shoulder, and the wound was healing quickly.
Zhou Fang seemed not to be in this time and space at this moment. He looked at Zhang Mo coldly, with a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "Vital energy is useless, and brute force is even more useless. Zhang Mo, what's the use of your strong body! You will die now!"
Zhang Mo instantly understood that Zhou Fang's Shadowless Sword also became virtual, but it did not enter the virtual world, but became spiritual.
This is the Shadowless Sword!
Misty and shadowless!
As a result, Zhang Mo's physical advantage was instantly gone!
