Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Sword Comes Out of Sight

When he returned to Anpingju Xiaoyuan, he took out "Nine Swords of Splitting the Sky" again, he had only learned two knives before, and now he is familiar with the remaining seven knives, one move and one style.

He walked to the vicinity of Taibai Peak's ring, and his eyes were instantly attracted by 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 slipped from 63rd to 80th.

"It's not slow, in three or four days, Zhou Fang will be able to fall."

Zhang Mo's appearance was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, breaking the surrounding tranquility.

As soon as he appeared next to the Taibai Peak ring, the people nearby began to talk about it.

"That's Zhang Mo, I heard that this kid is a little crazy, and he only accepts life and death battles." Someone whispered, with a hint of surprise and curiosity in his tone.

"Where did he get his faith?" The other couldn't help but wonder, his eyebrows full of confusion.

"I'm guessing it's scary." Some people tried to analyze it and felt that Zhang Mo's behavior might be tricky.

However, some people also put forward different opinions: "Look at the appearance of Zhou Fang and Wu Zhenghong, they are not affected at all, Zhang Mo's trick does not work." ”

"In another three or four days, let's come here and watch a good show." Someone said.

For these discussions, Zhang Mo didn't seem to have heard of them, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about the opinions of others. After a short pause, he went straight into the air, leaving a surprise in his wake.

After returning to the Void Realm, Zhang Mo's mind moved, and he summoned his 'Swinging' knife from the Mud Pill Palace.

Fortunately, the summoning of the Swinging Knife was not blocked by the Emperor's white mist.

As soon as the blade came out, it immediately exuded a fierce momentum in the void.

Fortunately, the Swinging Knife still retains its shape in the Void, just like in the real world.

In the midst of the endless void, he began to practice the Nine Swords of Heaven Splitting Heaven one move at a time.

There is nothing in the void, and his sword skills can be wielded to his heart's content, without any constraints. Every time the sword is swung, it is accompanied by the surge of vitality, and the sound of sword qi breaking through the void seems to be heard in the void.

He still has 12 days to go, according to his plan, enough to practice two more swords, he is immersed in the practice of knife techniques, only focusing on the moves in front of him, for him, every practice, is an improvement for himself.

Jiayou twenty-six years.

In the cold winter, the Laba Festival.

Zhang Mo came out of the void.

The fresh and cold air was blowing in the face, and the tense and solemn atmosphere was also enveloped.

Zhou Fang dropped to 92nd, officially challenging Zhang Mo who was 90th.

Under the ring, the law enforcement elder surnamed Duan, a white-haired old man, who was in charge of today's crackdown supervision, sighed: "Both of you are the pride of the sky, no matter who is damaged, it is the loss of our Liuyun Mountain." ”

Elder Duan's words were full of helplessness and regret, ordinary exchanges were advocated, 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, the disciple is also helpless, I have no intention of fighting, let alone killing, someone wants to kill me, the disciple can't be a lamb to be slaughtered." ”

Offstage, Zhou Fang clenched his fists, his face was gloomy as water, he didn't speak, but his body moved, and he jumped directly into the ring.

Immediately after, Zhang Mo also jumped up, the two stood opposite each other, their eyes met, and an invisible spark burst out.

The surrounding atmosphere, with the two of them on stage, gradually became solemn.

Elder Duan spoke: "I hope that the two of them will be at the end of the point, and when it is really time to be defeated, there will be no shame in admitting defeat!" Who can go undefeated? No one can be undefeated! As strong as the Burning Sky Fire God Red Refining Sky, when you haven't reached the god level or above, haven't you also been defeated?"

"Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young!"

"I hope you two will listen to it."

Elder Duan is also not easy to judge, who can win, life and death are often won or lost in an instant, those who can stand in this ring are outstanding, and whoever really dies is a huge loss.

Speaking of this, Elder Duan spoke: "Both of you are strong, and there are no rules for life and death battles, so let's start!" ”

As soon as the words fell.

The momentum of Zhou Fang and Zhang Mo instantly climbed to the peak, like a sudden wind, pushing the surrounding atmosphere to the extreme of tension in an instant.

Rumble!

The two figures collided like lightning.

For a while, the air flow was rolling, the dust was everywhere, the strong wind was howling in the ring, and the figures of the two were looming in the turbulence of the air current.

Boom!

In the ring, the two retreated with a touch.

Zhang Mo took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, while Zhou Fang took seven or eight steps backwards one after another before he barely stopped.

"You flesh...... That's strong enough! ”

Zhou Fang took a deep breath, and a touch of solemnity and shock flashed in his eyes.

With the blow he had just now, he thought he would be able to gain the upper hand, but he didn't expect that Zhang Mo's physical strength was far beyond his imagination, and he could easily resist his attack.

The strength of the physical body is really beyond his imagination!

Zhou Anxin was shocked, and in that brief moment of physical collision, he deeply felt the strength of Zhang Mo's physical body. It's not just the strength of the ordinary, but the terrifying power that every inch of skin and every muscle seems to contain.

At least it's a lot better than me!

Zhou Fang thought that he had come a long way in the cultivation of the physical body, but compared with Zhang Mo, there was obviously still a lot of distance.

All around, there was also a whisper.

Tentative fighting, for the first time, it was Zhou Fang who fell into the disadvantage.

"It's just brute force, see it!" Zhang Mo smiled indifferently.

The next moment, the two slammed into each other like lightning again. This time, their speed was extremely fast, leaving only afterimages and continuous rumbling in the air.

At this moment, most of the monks in the middle of the Yellow Rank couldn't see the specific movements of the two clearly, and could only see two blurred shadows constantly staggering and colliding in the ring.

Only some powerhouses above the high level of the Yellow Order and the Xuan Rank can barely keep up with the speed of the two of them and see some clues clearly.

Around the ring, there was a constant roar, as if it was about to shatter the entire space. This kind of battle had already surpassed the imagination of ordinary Yellow Order cultivators, and they could only watch in amazement, their hearts full of shock.

In the blink of an eye, the battle of the flesh had a result.

With a bang, Zhou Fang's figure fell out of the staggered light and shadow, and blood spilled from his mouth.

And Zhang Mo was extremely calm, suspended in the air, "Zhou Fang, the physical body is not good, let me see your fairy sword and the way of the five elements!" ”

Zhou Fang took a deep breath and calmed the surging qi and blood in his body. He had to admit that his physical strength was indeed inferior to Zhang Mo, and he originally thought that the gap between the two would not be too big, but after the real fight, he found that the gap was so obvious.

He felt that his physical body was strong enough, and it turned out that the gap was not small.

"As you wish!"

Zhou Fang took a deep breath, and at this moment, his whole body momentum changed instantly. A powerful telekinesis swept out of him, and the air around him seemed to be condensed.

A long sword was held in his hand, and Zhou Fang pointed his finger to the sword trick and shouted:

"The sword is out of nowhere!"

Shadowless Sword!

With his shout, the long sword disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, Zhou Fang's whole person seemed to melt into the air and became illusory.

This is the Shadowless Sword, Zhou Fang at this moment, as if he is not in this world, wandering in another world.

This time it's even faster.

Zhou Fang's speed soared again, to an unimaginably fast level.

His figure flashed away like lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Mo.

A sword stabbed out, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, but it was silent, as if this sword did not exist in this world.

Zhang Mo's reaction was also extremely fast, a knife slashed out, but it was a split, he instantly turned sideways, snorted, and the long sword pierced his shoulder.

Blood gushing out!

Zhang Mo's complexion changed, and he quickly retreated, his steps under his feet were like the wind, and he instantly distanced himself from Zhou Fang. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, curious about the special swordsmanship, when the swords intersected, they actually split the air!

A streak of green appeared on his shoulder, and the wound was healing rapidly.

Zhou Fang didn't seem to be in this time and space at the moment, he looked at Zhang Mo coldly, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of mockery: "Yuan Qi is useless, brute force is even more useless, Zhang Mo, what's the use of your physical strength!" Now you will die! ”

Zhang Mo instantly understood that Zhou Fang's shadowless sword had also been virtualized, but it was not into the void, but spiritualized.

This is the Shadowless Sword!

Ethereal!

In this way, Zhang Mo's physical advantage disappeared in an instant!