Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The battle between Fang Jue and Mu Zhaohe started without warning.

Fang Jue used the power of water to directly mobilize several water dragons over a hundred feet from the lake and bite Mu Zhaohe in one bite.

Mu Zhaohe just sneered slightly, and a flaming lotus rose under his feet, burning the water dragons into steam on the spot.

Suddenly, smoke billowed around them, like a fairyland, making it difficult to see the two people's figures at this moment.

At the same time, the two flying swords flew into the air in unison. During the flying sword fight, the two did not stop, using various techniques to control the five elements to try to find a breakthrough.

Fang Chen turned his Immortal Eyes without Beginning and watched the battle in front of him quietly.

Mu Zhaohe was in the middle stage of foundation building, and his spiritual power was far stronger than Fang Jue's. His coping methods seemed light and gentle when used.

Although Fang Jue was in the early stage of foundation building, there was a clear gap between him and his opponent in terms of cultivation. He had only fought a dozen moves and was already struggling.

Whether it is the art of controlling the five elements or manipulating a flying sword, it requires a huge amount of spiritual power.

Even if Mu Zhaohe maintains his current state, he can exhaust Fang Jue's spiritual energy with just a cup of tea.

What's more, Mu Zhaohe would not do this.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow!"

Mu Zhaohe gave a soft drink, and the power of the golden energy around him gathered crazily, turning into a bell and tripod and smashing it down in the air.

Fang Jue tried to use the power of the Five Elements to stop it, but he couldn't stop the attack at all, and the spiritual power outside his body shattered.

boom!

Everyone only heard a loud noise, and then they felt that their whole body was tumbling in mid-air and flying out.

His flying sword also fell into the lake because no one was controlling it.

At this point in this battle, the winner has been decided.

"The Xuanhuang Bell of Heaven and Earth, this is the exclusive technique for Xuanhuang Palace to advance, attack, retreat and defend. The power of the metal element gathered by this technique is far stronger than the ordinary technique of controlling the five elements!"

"Fang Jue seems to have lost. The ordinary disciples of Ziji Taoist Academy are indeed not as good as the chief of Huangmen. I heard that the chief of Xuanmen is stronger, but he has been in seclusion in recent years and has never been born."

There was a murmur all around.

It was the first time that Maverick Shit saw such a wonderful monk fighting skills, and he was dumbfounded. Previously in the realm of Nine Swords Sect, Fang Chen's methods were too mysterious, and he couldn't figure out any tricks at all.

Now these two are both a hundred-foot water dragon and a mountain-sized Xuanhuang Bell of Heaven and Earth.

This is like opening the door to a new world for a child who has never been exposed to this.

"Master, did that immortal master lose?"

Calf Shit asked in a low voice.

"Not lost yet."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Haven't lost yet?

Xiaoniushi nodded, he believed what the master said.

But some people around him laughed, especially the young man who had just answered Fang Chen's question. He turned to look at Fang Chen:

"You've been beaten like this and you haven't lost yet?"

Fang Chen smiled and said nothing.

After opening the Wushi Immortal Eye, he could see that although Fang Jue was injured at the moment, there was a special power flowing in his body.

This power is very similar to that of Sui Nianhua, which reminds me that there is a master of illusion in Ziji Taoist Academy who is very good at illusions.

Not surprisingly, Fang Jue also practiced this technique.

This method is a relatively rare method, just like alchemy, weapon refining, and even sword cultivation techniques.

There is no relevant inheritance at all in ordinary sects.

"Fang Jue, is this all you have? With such a level of cultivation, why should you stand up for your Fang Chen?"

Mu Zhaohe said with a joking look on his face: "Yes, you owe him a favor. I heard Miss Sui say that he was the one who won the apprenticeship order for you when you were able to join the Ziji Taoist Academy."

"Sui Nian Hua?"

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

This girl should now be the disciple of the master of the fantasy courtyard. Jiang Shun mentioned this in the Fang family.

"It's a pity that you are so useless. Since we have agreed that life and death in today's competition will depend on God's will, I will give you a ride."

After Mu Zhaohe finished speaking, he mobilized his flying sword to slash into the void, with a proud smile on his face after the slash.

But in fact, the distance between Fang Jue and him was still dozens of feet away.

Everyone was stunned.

Mu Zhaohe smiled into the air and said, "Don't look at me with such unwilling eyes. It was you who proposed the three-year agreement. The cause and effect are all on you."

Everyone's expressions became more and more weird, and someone murmured in a low voice: "It can't be an illusion, right?"

Dongfang Haojie suppressed a smile on his face, and Fairy Tianyin also showed a faint smile, quietly watching Mu Zhaohe's solo performance.

"Everyone, today's competition is over. It's time to disperse."

Mu Zhaohe looked at everyone and smiled lightly.

"Mu Zhaohe, turn around and see what's behind you."

Dongfang Haojie sighed softly.

Um?

Mu Zhaohe frowned slightly, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Fang Jue holding his sword against his throat.

"impossible!"

Mu Zhaohe's expression changed continuously.

The other party had clearly been beheaded by him, how could he still be alive?

etc!

It's an illusion! ?

Thinking of this, Mu Zhaohe's face became very ugly, as if he had eaten a bite of dog shit.

In front of so many people, I was teased by the other party with illusions, and now I was even approached by the other party! ?

Mu Zhao and his peripheral vision glanced at the flying sword on his neck. Now the other party only needs to pull it gently, and his head will fall to the ground!

"Damn it!"

Mu Zhaohe's expression became extremely livid.

Fang Jue looked at Mu Zhaohe calmly: "Are you admitting defeat?"

Mu Zhaohe's expression was gloomy and uncertain. After more than ten breaths, he said coldly:

"Okay, I admit defeat."

Fang Jue smiled, "Fang Chen used this move at the beginning to easily defeat the weak and defeat a foundation builder. I only learned a little bit from him. You can't even deal with me. What qualifications do you have?" Making irresponsible remarks behind your back?"

He put away his flying sword and shot through the air towards the eastern catastrophe.

At this moment, everyone's pupils condensed slightly.

Dongfang Haojie yelled: "Be careful, this guy sneak attacks on you, he's so damn shameless!"

Poof!

Fang Jue's heart was pierced by a flying sword.

Mu Zhaohe was still angry and used his flying sword to chop Fang Jue's body into pieces. At this moment, he looked crazy and his eyes were covered with a layer of blood mist, which was obviously red from the killing.

"What are you chopping in the air?"

Fang Jue's cold voice sounded again.

Mu Zhaohe was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually returned to rationality. He suddenly found that he was still where he was, and Fang Jue's sword was still on his neck.

Strange eyes fell on Mu Zhaohe. Feeling the pity and ridicule in these people's eyes, Mu Zhaohe's expression became extremely pale.

"I ask you again, do you admit defeat?"

Fang Jue said lightly.

"He gave in."

Before Mu Zhaohe could speak, a young man in mysterious clothes appeared through the air.

His black hair is like a waterfall, like satin, draped over his shoulders.

His face was as handsome as a mortal's. When his eyes opened and closed, there was a faint divine light coming out. The most eye-catching thing should be his pupils, which were a strange dark blue.

"This...can't be the chief Xuanmen of Xuanhuang Palace!?"

Everyone's eyes froze slightly.

"This pair of pupils... He has also practiced eye skills similar to the Immortal Pupils of the Unbeginning. Is this a natural heart pupil?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved.