“The Little Saint Son is still a bit inexperienced.”
Watching the two sides clashing in the void, Mu Bo sighed softly.
Yu Yuan was strong.
Strong enough to make one's heart turn cold.
Suppressing his cultivation to the peak of the Condensation Truth Realm, compared to Liu Guan Zong, whom Fang Ming Jing had encountered in the Chong Xiao Secret Realm before, the latter wouldn't even be worthy of carrying his shoes.
His attacks had no flaws, calm, composed, and with the unmatched sharpness of a force that could crush anything in its path!
Streams of terrifying sword light, as elegant as flowing water and as fierce as thunder, approached relentlessly, and even Fang Ming Jing found it difficult to defend against them.
The Little Saint Son had completely fallen into a disadvantage.
“But Ming Jing won’t lose.”
Jiang Jiu Ge’s voice was flat.
Facing Yu Yuan, even if Fang Ming Jing couldn't win, he wouldn’t lose.
Actually, this contest was completely unfair. The so-called suppression of realm was just wishful thinking.
For Yu Yuan, the quality and quantity of his spiritual energy were suppressed, but what about other aspects like his spiritual sense, his mastery of cultivation techniques, and his physique?
However, even under such unfavorable circumstances, Jiang Jiu Ge didn't believe that Fang Ming Jing would lose.
Yu Yuan stomped his feet, his figure became as elusive as the wind, a piercing sword intent came, Fang Ming Jing felt a dazzling cold light completely engulf his field of vision, the opponent's seemingly casual sword stroke was full of a natural and perfect aura.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing burst forth. Fang Ming Jing was knocked back more than ten meters this time.
“My junior brother's talent is strong, but he's still too young.”
Yu Yuan's indifferent voice came from not far away.
He formed a sword seal with his hand, and a terrifying fluctuation suddenly surged in the heavens and earth, streaks of sword qi completely tore through the air within a hundred meters, transforming into terrifying gales that swept towards Fang Ming Jing.
“So annoying.”
Fang Ming Jing held his sword horizontally with one hand.
As he unleashed his aura, the vast phantom of the Great Sun solidified in an instant. In a daze, the surrounding air turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The terrifying heat made people feel a burning sensation in their mucous membranes just from breathing.
He swung his long sword, a scorching torrent of water surged out like a raging river.
Yu Yuan gave a strange laugh.
His ink-black eyes, as deep as the night sky, controlled countless sword qi, effortlessly parting the golden torrent. Among the parting golden flames, he flew out like a sharp sword!
“Ten Evils Release.”
Sun Flame adhered to the sword body.
The silver long sword quickly turned golden as spiritual energy poured into it, and the blade began to tremble as if it couldn't take it anymore.
“Master didn’t just teach you that move!”
“Ten Evils Release!”
Yu Yuan shouted in a low voice, the sword intent of the Supreme Sword Body, with the momentum to tear apart everything, exploded.
Terrifying sword light, like the Milky Way in the sky, plunged down, dazzlingly bright, a sharp aura completely sealed off Fang Ming Jing's front and retreat.
The Little Saint Son swung his sword as well.
The golden light, with the swing of the sword, burst forth, the sacred and vast spiritual energy, like a real sun, struck directly at it.
Boom——
Boom boom boom boom boom boom！！！！
The two massive forces collided with each other, creating a crazy storm around them. This shock wave was vast and profound, causing Jiang Jiu Ge, who stood far away, to narrow his eyes.
Even from such a distance, they could tell that Yu Yuan had the overwhelming advantage.
After all, the Ten Evils Release was a sword technique.
And Yu Yuan had the Supreme Sword Body, his sword heart was unyielding, this attack released with the Supreme Sword Intent, even if Fang Ming Jing had the Great Sun Saint Body, it would be difficult to resist.
The silver sword qi, sharp as a needle, cut through the golden sun.
One second passed.
The golden sun was being torn open powerfully.
One second passed.
Another second, and the sword qi would tear through Fang Ming Jing's body.
But at this moment, a destructive aura exploded from within the golden sun, a chilling feeling as if one had fallen into an ice cave struck, causing Yu Yuan to involuntarily pause.
The holy golden sun, as if dyed with ink, turned pitch black.
The pitch black flames danced.
The light was extremely hot, but it felt incredibly cold, as if it could even freeze one's soul.
The destructive aura instantly melted the sword qi. Looking at this scene, Yu Yuan couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the next moment, what Fang Ming Jing said made him laugh angrily:
“Senior Brother Yu Yuan, don’t die.”
“Heh…good!”
His eyes were full of fierceness.
His vision was reflected in Fang Ming Jing’s figure, which was silhouetted against the black sun. Yu Yuan's black hair danced wildly in the strong wind, as he formed a sword seal with his hand, a suppressed and violent aura surged.
“Looks like I have to show you some real skills, or Junior Brother will think I’m a pushover!”
“All Ten Directions…Slaughter!”
His voice was suppressed to the extreme.
But as the word “slaughter” fell, a murderous aura that covered the heavens and earth surged forth!
Boom！！
An incredibly terrifying sword qi erupted, shaking even the very space itself.
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