C23 Breakthrough

The corner of Mu Qiuyang's mouth curled up into a proud and cruel smile. One month ago, after battling with Fang Bai, he realized that his strength was lacking and he got a top tier human level sword skill from his master Wu Chengyun, Cold Moon Beheader!

Cold Moon Slash. The sword was like cold moonlight as it fell, cold and emotionless!

"Not only are you a Good-for-nothing, you're also an idiot!"

Mu Qiuyang had a reason to be proud of. He wanted to completely eliminate the calamity that brought about this crisis today, and solve it once and for all!

"Your only chance to kill me was when you sneaked an attack from behind that day. Unfortunately, you missed it! "From now on, you will never have the chance to kill me again!" Fang Bai said coldly, "Today, you will pay the price!"

"Chi!"

Mu Qiuyang laughed disdainfully: "You can die now!"

When the Air sword appeared, the surroundings suddenly became cold, whizzing past, it was as fast as lightning, Fang Bai's heart sank, no wonder Mu Qiuyang was so confident, this sword technique was not ordinary.

The deciduous palm opened, his body flickered, and the Zhenqi gushed out, clashing against each other.

The Air sword moved like a shadow, and every time it descended, there would be a flash of light.

At this time, Fang Bai felt as if he was in ice and a cold intent seeped into his body. If his body was slightly slower, the Air sword would land on his body. In the moment of life and death, Fang Bai's heart calmed down. He raised his Floating Steps to the limit and dodged every time he missed by a hair's breadth.

"From the beginning to the end, you were just a fleeing rat. You're so afraid of death, why did you come on stage to die?" Mu Qiuyang sneered, and the Air sword increased its speed once again.

Fang Bai said indifferently: "You have the advantage in cultivation, but you can't do anything to me. If one day you lose the advantage in cultivation, you will die miserably!"

Hearing this, Mu Qiuyang's arm that was waving the sword suddenly paused, a cold feeling surging from the bottom of his heart. Strictly speaking, this was the third battle between the two of them, and each time, he would have the absolute advantage in terms of cultivation level.

The battle between the City Lord's Mansion s was a little unfathomable. The battle between the Dan Sect s made Mu Qiuyang realize how powerful Fang Bai really was.

Fang Bai cannot be left alive!

At this time, Mu Qiuyang no longer cared about the secret on Fang Bai's body. No matter how powerful the secret was, he had to use it with his life!

"You won't have a future!"

Mu Qiuyang's face darkened, the Air sword erupted and changed its form, like a venomous snake coming out of its cave, it started to stab towards him.

"Are you afraid?" Fang Bai laughed: "Don't worry, I won't be able to kill you at the moment, but someone will protect you!"

He realized that the sense of superiority he had built up since he was young had suddenly collapsed. A voice appeared in his heart, "Fang Bai will surpass me sooner or later!" The surrounding crowd watched the battle with interest, secretly guessing who would win in the end, especially the red-clothed girl, who had his eyes set on Fang Bai and had never once left him.

"This guy isn't that powerful, how did he defeat senior brother Song?" The red-clothed girl pouted and looked at Jing Mengke at the side, then looked at Bai Qianxue, and finally stopped on his body.

Wu Chengyun's face was expressionless, and nothing could be seen, but he was secretly delighted. He felt more and more that the person he was looking for was Fang Bai!

"Die!"

Mu Qiuyang's body suddenly flew up into the air, the Air sword transformed into a dozen or so afterimages, flying down from the sky and shrouding all of Fang Bai's escape routes!

"Victory will be decided by this strike!"

Fang Bai's expression was heavy as both his palms moved at the same time, filling the sky with palm images. The Zhenqi of the eight Dantian s exploded at the same time, and with the power to topple mountains and overturn the seas, he struck out!

"What a strong Zhenqi!"

red-clothed girl's beautiful face finally changed, "No wonder he could beat Senior Brother Song, but how did he obtain such a powerful Zhenqi?"

Jing Mengke frowned. He was the that hadn't come out of the formation sect in a hundred years, and when he had just broken through, he did not have such a robust Zhenqi.

, who was in the Dan Sect's viewing gallery, had his eyes filled with doubt, and he thought to himself: "Yesterday, Fang Bai didn't seem to have such a powerful Zhenqi, could it be that he hid his true strength?"

Wu Chengyun's hands tensed up the chair beneath him, he was prepared to take action and save them at any time, so no matter what happens, nothing can happen to the two of them.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The Ring exploded into a flower of Zhenqi, the Qi wave churned, dust flew, two figures almost fell down at the same time, the crowd looked over, but could not see anything clearly.

The smoke dissipated, and Mu Qiuyang stood up with much difficulty. His right chest was charred black as though it had collapsed, and fresh blood flowed out.

In front of Mu Qiuyang, Fang Bai stood up, looking even more miserable than the former, his long hair was scattered all over, and his fresh blood had dyed his tattered and white clothes red.

"I won!" Mu Qiuyang had a bitter smile on his face. Had he really won the battle between his Qi Condensation Layer 2 and his seven meridians? At least on the surface, it looked like he had won!

Fang Bai sneered: "You're celebrating too early. The battle is not over yet."

Mu Qiuyang sneered: "If I'm not wrong, your Dantian no longer has a Zhenqi, what right do you have to fight with me? Prepare to die! "

"Is that so?"

Fang Bai slowly closed his eyes. The Dantian s in his body were empty, but the seven acupoints and the Zhenqi continued to circulate. He did not want to open the last meridian at this time.

If it was anyone else, Fang Bai might have chosen to admit defeat, but he was also not worried that Mu Qiuyang would dare to kill him. But his opponent was Mu Qiuyang, and he had previously insulted his mother with his words.

Therefore, Fang Bai could only win, he could not lose!

Even if he were to die, he could not lose, much less admit defeat.

Circulating the Zhenqi, he started attacking the last meridian of the eight. Opening eight meridians would allow one's strength to increase by leaps and bounds, allowing the meridian to integrate completely.

Seven meridians and eight meridians were two completely different levels.

"What is he doing?"

"I don't know, I definitely don't think I'm a match for Senior Brother Mu, I admit defeat!"

"No, admitting defeat is something he needs to say. What does closing his eyes count for? It can't be that you're scared silly, right? "

The crowd below the stage was in a flurry of discussion, was extremely pleased with himself, he was not in a hurry to kill Fang Bai, he was enjoying the feeling of victory.

Mu Qiuyang proudly looked at Bai Qianxue, but discovered that the latter was completely indifferent. He felt a sense of loss in the bottom of his heart, and anger rose from his heart as he took a step forward and charged towards Fang Bai.

"He's breaking through?"

Jing Mengke had been in contact with array dao since he was young, so he was extremely sensitive to the changes in the world's spirit energy. He looked at Fang Bai in disbelief, he had never seen anyone break through in battle.

The Zhenqi flowed along the meridian and quickly rushed into the Du Meridian. Along the way, it was like a hot knife through butter.

Mu Qiuyang finally realized that something was amiss and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

At the moment, Fang Bai was only concerned with activating the Zhenqi to open the Du Meridian, he could not care about anything else, the Zhenqi was revolving very quickly, his body was trembling frantically, the heat coming from the back of his neck was the only thing that mattered to him.

"Die!"

Sensing the change in Fang Bai, Mu Qiuyang's expression changed greatly. With a furious roar, the Air sword stabbed forward.

"Break for me!"

Fang Bai roared out, his body trembling, the Zhenqi erupting from his veins. The last meridian had finally been cleared.

The was like a giant dragon that followed the free flow of the meridian. It was as if the Zhenqi could be easily controlled by a single thought.

Looking at the Air sword in front of him, Fang Bai's eyes showed disdain, and the corners of his mouth raised into a cold smile, "It's too late!"

His palms pushed out horizontally, forming a wall of Zhenqi in front of him, and struck out with the palms he pushed out.

When the Air sword stabbed into the wall of the Zhenqi, it was like a stream of water flowing into a river, causing waves to splash out, but immediately became calm.

"How is this possible?"

Mu Qiuyang's expression changed as he roared and the Air sword kept descending, but they were unable to resist the wall of Zhenqi that was charging at him!

Puff!

Mu Qiuyang's body was pushed back by a wave of energy, the hard limestone beneath his feet had two lines of scars.

Mu Qiuyang's face was ashen, his eyes were filled with disbelief and despair, as he could not believe what had just happened before his eyes!

"I told you, you are happy too early!" Fang Bai said coldly: "Now, I'll be responsible for what you have said!"

"Stop!"

A violet light came flying over, the wall of Qi was instantly split into pieces, the immense recoil shook Fang Bai, causing him to spray out blood, and his body quickly retreated.

"This match, draw!"

The administrator of the Ring stood in the middle, and without question, said the words righteously: "Fang Bai, there is still a chance to issue a challenge!"

"You're courting death!"

Mu Kong landed in front of Fang Bai, stared coldly at the deacon, and said word by word: "Could it be that you've forgotten how Chang De died?"

"You …" The deacon's face turned white, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Mu Kong!"

At this time, Wu Chengyun said: "Fang Bai has entered the top twenty, no need to continue the competition, are you satisfied?"

Mu Kong glanced at the deacon, and said: "It is Sect Leader's decision!"

All of you retreat and recuperate from your injuries. Tomorrow, prepare to enter the Secret Realm!

As Wu Chengyun's voice fell, the matter was set. Fang Bai did not say much, although he won, but if he wanted to kill Mu Qiuyang, he did not have the strength, and maybe now would be the best outcome.

The crowd below the stage was silent for a moment. They could only watch as Sovereign Disciple was defeated by Fang Bai, and it was difficult for them to accept this, which meant that they had lost to Dan Sect.

What truly embarrassed them was that Wu Zong had clearly lost, yet she was stingy with her words and said that it was a draw. This made the disciples of Wu Zong lose even more face.

Mu Qiuyang withdrew his Ring with a face full of death. He didn't dare believe it even if he couldn't think of it.

This kind of psychological blow was fatal. Good-for-nothing, who once looked down upon him, defeated him in a short few months.

Such a mental gap, in the heart of a Genius, was hard to accept!

"You, very good!"

Mu Kong's evaluation of Fang Bai!