In this time that was reversed by Mu Yu, he and Ye Qingnian returned to the original starting point and turned back into mortals. Everything around them became blurry and chaotic, as if the fragments of time had been broken fluttering in the air. The two stood in this shattered time and space, their eyes cold, ready for a life-and-death struggle.

At that time node controlled by Mu Yu, he and Ye Qingnian seemed to be brought back to the starting point of life by the giant wheel of fate, and became ordinary mortals again. The world around it became blurry and chaotic, as if it were a torn picture, with fragments of time fluttering in the air like colorful butterflies, each carrying memories of the past and secrets of the future.

The two of them stood in this shattered time and space, their eyes as cold as knives, and their eyes were full of determination and determination. There was a tense breath in the air, as if even the wind had stopped breathing, and only the heartbeat of the two of them echoed. It was a life-and-death struggle, a fateful duel, and they knew that no matter what, this battle would change their fate.

Mu Yu clenched the sword in his hand, which was his former weapon and his faith. He took a deep breath, feeling the chaotic aura that permeated the air, and then, he swung his sword violently and rushed towards Ye Qingnian. The sword light flickered, like a lightning bolt that cut through the chaos, illuminating the world around it.

He took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the chaotic aura around him into his lungs. There was an indescribable sense of oppression in the air, as if to herald an impending storm. He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of the sword in his hand, as if listening to its call.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a decisive glint in them. He gripped the hilt of his sword and swung it sharply, charging forward. The sword light flickered, like a lightning bolt that cut through the chaos, illuminating the world around it. Wherever the blade passed, the air seemed to be split in two, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

His target was Ye Qingnian, who was standing not far away, wearing a black robe. His eyes revealed deep hatred and endless rage, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger and pain on this sword.

Ye Qingnian felt the strong murderous aura emanating from Mu Yu's body, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He clenched the sword in his hand, ready for the sudden attack.

The swords of the two collided in the air with a deafening sound of metal colliding. Their figures staggered in the sword light, as if they were engaged in a life-and-death struggle. The air around them seemed to be torn apart by their sword qi, and there were bursts of screaming sounds.

Mu Yu's figure was like a bolt of lightning, galloping through the darkness. His swordsmanship was sharp and swift, and every swing of his sword seemed to pierce the sky. And Ye Qingnian was not to be outdone, his swordsmanship was calm and powerful, and every defense was as indestructible as an iron wall.

The battle between the two is fierce and tense, as if it is a dance between life and death. Their figures intertwined in the sword light, and every confrontation made people tremble. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by their sword qi, emitting a blazing light.

Suddenly, Mu Yu swung out with a sword, and the sword light pierced the night sky like a meteor. A trace of horror flashed in Ye Qingnian's eyes, and he swung his sword with all his strength to resist. However, Mu Yu's sword light was too fast, and it broke through his defense in an instant.

There was a soft sound, and the tip of the sword pierced into Ye Qingnian's chest. There was an incredible light in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that he would be defeated by Mu Yu. Mu Yu stood there quietly, his eyes flashing with determination.

Ye Qingnian was not to be outdone, his figure flashed, avoiding Mu Yu's attack, and then he stabbed Mu Yu in the chest with a backhand sword. The tip of the sword drew a cold trajectory in the air, as if it was about to tear time and space apart.

The swordsmanship of the two is intertwined to form a magnificent picture. Their figures moved rapidly in the chaotic time and space, their sword light flickering, and their momentum was like a rainbow. Every attack is full of power, and every dodge is full of wisdom. Their swordsmanship, like their lives, is full of ups and downs and tribulations, but also full of tenacity and courage.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed with determination, his fists clenched, and his muscles tightened under his skin, as if they contained infinite strength. His movements were swift and sharp, and each punch carried the sound of the wind, as if it could tear through the air.

Ye Qingnian is also not to be outdone, his movements are elegant and ruthless, and every dodge is just right, which makes people marvel at his reaction speed. His fists were thunderous, and every blow was terrifying.

Although Ye Qingnian avoided Mu Yu's attack, he did not relax in the slightest. He knew that this was a battle of life and death, and the slightest negligence could lead to the death of the other party's sword. He clenched the sword in his hand, feeling the coldness and hardness of the blade, as if he could draw infinite strength from it.

He backhanded a sword and stabbed Mu Yu in the chest. With this sword, he used all his strength, and the tip of the sword drew a cold trajectory in the air, as if it was about to tear time and space apart. The cold light of the tip of the sword flashed in front of Mu Yu's eyes, making him shudder.

Mu Yu is also a master of swordsmanship, so he naturally will not sit still. His figure flickered, and he skillfully avoided Ye Qingnian's attack. Then, he backhanded a sword and faced Ye Qingnian's sword. The two swords collided with each other with a deafening bang, as if the whole world was trembling at this moment.

The swordsmanship of the two is intertwined to form a magnificent picture. Their figures moved rapidly in the chaotic time and space, their sword light flickering, and their momentum was like a rainbow. Every attack is full of power, and every dodge is full of wisdom. Their swordsmanship, like their lives, is full of ups and downs and tribulations, but also full of indomitability and tenacity.

In this battle of life and death, Ye Qingnian and Mu Yu both showed their strength and wisdom. Their swordsmanship has reached the realm of perfection, and every attack can make the opponent feel palpitations. However, the battle did not end there, but intensified.

Ye Qingnian's figure flickered, and he attacked Mu Yu again. His swordsmanship is unpredictable, sometimes as fierce as a storm, sometimes as soft as a drizzle. Mu Yu was not to be outdone, he skillfully responded to Ye Qingnian's attack, and at the same time, he was also looking for the other party's flaws.

The figures of the two moved quickly on the battlefield, and their swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of perfection. Every attack is full of strength and intelligence, and every dodge is full of speed and agility. Their battle is no longer a simple sword competition, but a battle between life and death.

The two engaged in a fierce battle in this field, fist-to-flesh, and each collision made a dull sound. Their figures crisscrossed in the shattered space-time, like two dragon snakes dancing wildly.

The two fought fiercely in the dark, and each collision triggered a powerful shock wave, as if it was about to tear the entire space apart. Their figures intertwined in the shattered time and space, like two dragon snakes dancing wildly, dazzling.

The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by their battle, the temperature rose sharply, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Every time the fists and feet intersect, it makes people tremble, as if they have seen a contest on the edge of life and death.

However, no matter how fierce the fight was, both men remained calm and focused. Their eyes are full of firmness and conviction, as if they will not give up their beliefs and pursuits no matter what they win or lose.

The battle seemed to be the most important battle of their lives, and each of their shots was full of strength and determination, as if they were going to defeat each other completely.

In this mysterious realm, the figures of the two men intertwined, and their battle became the most spectacular sight of the night. Win or lose, this battle will be an unforgettable page in their lives.

This battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a test of will and faith. Mu Yu and Ye Qingnian both tried their best to defeat each other. Their bodies were constantly battered in the heat of battle, but they persevered and did not back down.

Mu Yu has a slender figure and firm eyes, like a hero from an ancient legend. His movements were vigorous and swift, and each swing of his sword carried a thunderous momentum, as if it was about to split the whole world. Ye Qingnian, on the other hand, is more calm, his swordsmanship is like flowing water, seemingly gentle, but it contains endless power. His gaze was like a torch, as if he could see all falsehood.

The two fought fiercely in the wind and rain, and each encounter caused a thunderous roar. Their bodies were constantly pounding in the heat of battle, and the pain and exhaustion of their wounds seemed to drag them into endless darkness. However, they all gritted their teeth and did not flinch. They only have each other in their eyes, and they only have the belief to defeat each other.

The battle seemed to have become an eternal legend, their figures staggered in the wind and rain, the sword light flickered, and the thunder rumbled. Their will and faith were put to the toughest test in this battle. Not only do they have to face each other's great strength, but they also have to face their own inner fears and exhaustion.

However, it was this fight that strengthened their convictions. They know that only by defeating the other party can they prove their worth. Although their bodies were tired, their eyes were more determined. They know that this battle is not only about their own life and death, but also about the fate of the whole world.

In this time-warped realm, the figures of the two become the only focus. Their battles were fierce and brutal, but also full of glory and dignity. It was a battle between mortals, a quest for life and freedom.

In this distorted time and space, it seems that even the passage of time has been bound, and the whole world has fallen into an eerie state of stillness. Only the figures of the two of them, so vivid in the endless darkness, became the only focus of this realm. Their battles are fierce and brutal, each attack is full of majestic strength and uncompromising determination, as if announcing their existence to the other side, to destroy the other side completely.

There was an aura of tension in the air, and each encounter triggered a violent wave of energy, as if it was about to tear apart this realm forgotten by time. However, despite the fierceness of the battle, in the eyes of the two, there was an indescribable glory and dignity. They are not fighting for survival, but for their faith and dignity, for that supreme glory.

The figures of the two intersected in the darkness, and their battle seemed to be the only sound in this realm, which was shocking. Their movements are swift and accurate, and each attack is as if painting a beautiful picture that will amaze you.

This is a war without gunpowder, a contest between spirit and will. The figures of the two intertwined in the darkness, and their battle seemed to be the only melody in this realm, which made people move. It's a battle of glory, dignity and faith, and it's a blood-pumping contest.

In this realm forgotten by time, the battle between the two continues. Their figures mingled in the darkness, each attack telling a story of glory and dignity. It's a battle you won't forget, and it's a contest that you will remember forever.

It was a battle between mortals, with no gods intervening, no magic interference, only pure hand-to-hand combat and a contest of wills. Each of their movements is full of power and beauty, as if interpreting the meaning of life and the value of freedom. Their eyes were firm and fiery, as if they were about to penetrate each other's souls completely.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was like water, and the silver light sprinkled on the silent battlefield, adding a touch of mystery and solemnity to the upcoming battle. It was a battle between mortals, without the intervention of gods, without the interference of magic, and it was a pure contest of strength and will.

The two warriors, like two hard rocks, stood in the moonlight. Their muscles are tense and well-defined, and every movement is full of strength and beauty. Their fists were clenched as if they contained endless energy, and each swing seemed to tear the air apart. Their figures staggered in the moonlight, like two nimble dragons, fluttering and dancing in the night sky.

Their eyes were firm and fiery, like two bright stars, shining in the night sky. Their gaze seemed to penetrate each other's souls, catching the slightest wavering and hesitation. Their breaths are short and powerful, and each breath seems to speak of the tenacity and tenacity of life.

This battle is not only a hand-to-hand battle, but also a contest of wills. They are using their actions to interpret the meaning of life and the value of freedom. They are using their lives to add a touch of brilliant color to this world.

By the end of the battle, both fighters were exhausted, but they still held on and refused to give up. Eventually, one of the fighters landed a perfect move that knocked his opponent to the canvas. He stood there, panting and his eyes shining with victory. He knew that he had won the battle, and that he had won the dignity of life and the value of freedom.

This battle between mortals, although there is no intervention of gods and no interference of magic, is a contest full of passion and blood. It allows people to see the infinite possibilities of life and makes people feel the preciousness and power of freedom. It will forever be remembered in people's hearts and become an epic that will be sung through the ages.

As the battle deepened, the figures of the two intertwined in time and space, forming a shocking picture. Every encounter between them makes the heart beat faster, and every dodge is amazing. In this distorted realm, they seem to have become the masters of time and space, controlling all power and destiny.