The girl who was rushing towards Fang Jianxing suddenly reached for the long whip at her waist.

It was the top-grade magical whip that Mu Xiaoye brought back from Frost Moon Altar.

As she shook the whip, the eight-foot-long whip grew longer at an incredible speed under the infusion of spiritual power.

He swept across the distance between her and Fang Jianxing and directly tied him around the waist.

Then he pulled with force using the whip.

Swoosh! Mu Xiaoye's body flew towards Fang Jianxing like a sharp arrow.

On the other side, Fang Jianxing was also dragged off his body by the whip and approached Mu Xiaoye.

Looking closely at the place where Fang Jianxing was bound by the whip, a black frost rose up.

Moonlight and frost! The ice essence of heaven and earth naturally restrains fire.

This Yuehua Yinshuang is of the lowest quality, and the death energy it contains can corrode a cultivator's meridians and body.

This is also the reason why Mu Xiaoye dared to fight against Fang Jianxing, who was at the ninth level, with the eighth level of Yanglun.

Fang Jianxing felt the biting coldness in his body, but there was no fear on his face. He looked at the figure flying towards him and laughed loudly: "Junior Sister Xiaoye, be careful!"

A word fell.

Boom! Fang Jianxing's body, which was entangled by the long whip, was suddenly filled with a layer of fiery light.

The blazing fire spiritual power enveloped his entire body, and the moonlight and frost contained in the long whip were suppressed for a short time.

Finally, the flame spiritual power condensed into a red armor.

The rolling waves of fire started from Fang Jianxing and rushed towards Mu Xiaoye.

Seeing the armor on Fang Jianxing taking shape, Kong Ju was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra?"

The Taoist magic that Fang Jianxing was performing at the moment was exactly the same as the Taoist magic in the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra, the Dingyue Sect's most powerful fire technique.

On that day, Kong Ju, Shangguan Yuzhou, Zhai Qingning, Zong Changsong and Han Honghua joined forces to fight against Lingxi in Qinghu blessed land.

The latter practiced the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra.

Kong Ju was deeply impressed by this method.

But soon, Kong Ju shook his head again and denied his guess: "It's not the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra! It should be a Taoist method compiled based on the Taoist method in the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra."

Because although Fang Jianxing's momentum is huge at the moment, the armor on his body is far from being as solid and has no big sun pattern as when Lingxi performed this magic.

It is more like the Taoist arts that the elders of the sect read the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra, copied out the extracts and re-compiled it.

Even so, the power of the Taoist magic based on the Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra should not be underestimated.

"No wonder he can suppress Yuehua Yinshuang! The Great Sun Golden Crow Sutra is known as the strongest fire technique in Wudong." Kong Ju's heart was slightly heavy, and he was ready to rescue Mu Xiaoye.

But Kong Ju still underestimated Mu Xiaoye's progress in recent years.

Facing the raging fire wave, Mu Xiaoye remained expressionless. He flipped his hand and took out a bone magic weapon.

Under the impetus of her spiritual power.

Roar! A deep beast sounded.

The snow-white lion monster leaped out from the white bone magic weapon and rushed straight towards the fire wave in front of it.

That white bone magic weapon was exactly the top-grade magic weapon that Kong Ju used to kill Ding Yue Zong Sheng Lun in Qinghu blessed land.

Later, Kong Ji handed it over to Mu Xiaoye.

It is a top-grade magic weapon, and it still has a considerable suppressive power in the Yanglun realm.

The white lion rushed into the sea of ​​fire with waves of spiritual power and created a vacuum zone.

Mu Xiaoye's figure followed the white lion accurately, crossing the sea of ​​fire. The first thing that came into contact with Fang Jianxing was naturally the white lion condensed by the top-grade magic weapon.

Fang Jianxing, whose entire body was covered in flame armor, laughed out loud and stretched out his hands the moment the white lion pounced in front of him.

Phew!

Under the astonished gaze of countless outer disciples in the audience.

The white lion that jumped out of the top-grade magic weapon was torn into two halves by Fang Jianxing's Taoism.

When Lingxi activated this method that day, Kong Ju and the other four could hardly hurt him at all.

Although Fang Jianxing's magic is not as powerful as Lingxi's, it is still about three times as powerful.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoye had already rushed to within less than three feet of Fang Jianxing.

In her hand, a long sword made of black ice crystals was emitting a chilling light that was captivatingly cold.

"Fei Ye!" A slightly childish voice came out of Mu Xiaoye's mouth, and the next moment, the sword energy became stronger.

With a flash of black sword light, Mu Xiaoye's figure disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already behind Fang Jianxing.

Fang Jianxing showed a look of shock and subconsciously looked at his chest covered by the flaming armor.

The flames burning on the armor were extinguished by Mu Xiaoye's sword.

The bare armor body is revealed.

Crack, crack, crack! Eye-catching cracks appeared on the red armor, and as the cracks spread.

Eventually the armor shattered.

At the same time, the long sword made of black mysterious ice in the hand of Mu Xiaoye, who appeared behind Fang Jianxing, also shattered with a crisp sound.

A little bit of bright red blood was dripping from Mu Xiaoye's palm holding the sword.

On the other hand, although Fang Jianxing's armor was broken, he looked unharmed.

However, he did not make any move to continue attacking. Instead, he sighed and said with a hint of self-mockery: "I lost!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaoye took out a piece of white cloth and wrapped his injured palm. After wrapping the wound, he bowed to Fang Jianxing gracefully and said, "Brother Fang, thank you for letting me do this!"

Countless outer disciples off the field were stunned.

Although she and Mu Xiaoye were both at the eighth level of Yanglun, their strengths were too great, and she couldn't even see how Mu Xiaoye drew his sword.

He could only turn his head and give Kong Jue beside him a questioning look.

Kong Jue of course saw it clearly, and he chuckled twice and replied, "Xiao Ye was sensible and didn't use any ruthless force. Why do you think the sword just broke Fang Jianxing's armor but didn't hurt Fang Jianxing?"

"How can there be such a coincidence."

"Xiao Ye was the one who held back her strength at the last moment. Her palm was not injured by Fang Jianxing's armor, but by her own sword intent when she suddenly held back her strength."

As he spoke, Kong Ju looked at Mu Xiaoye on the stage with an even stronger doting expression, and said with emotion: "The sword intent can be controlled freely. This girl has grown to this point."

It is not Ye Jianyi, and is different from Shangguan Yuzhou's Huayu Jianyi.

The Huayu sword is majestic and powerful, and its sword power is as surging as a river.

Fei Ye's sword intent was strange and unpredictable. The moment Mu Xiaoye's sword intent burst out, its speed soared by more than ten times.

In Kong Qi's opinion, few people can escape from the rising wheel.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Xiao Ye is so awesome!" Zhou Tingyu muttered to herself after listening to Kong Ju's explanation, with a look of frustration on her face.

She has a lot of talent to begin with, and she has obviously been practicing very hard.

She originally intended to chase after Kong Ju and Shangguan Yuzhou, but now she was surprised to realize this.

I couldn't even catch up with Mu Xiaoye.

Kong Ju's mind was completely on Mu Xiaoye, and he didn't notice that Zhou Tingyu's tone was wrong. He continued to tease, "Of course he's amazing. In a few years, Senior Brother Shangguan will fall out of favor with Senior Uncle Dongxian."

The battle ended with Mu Xiaoye's victory, and the outer disciples off the field wailed.

"My Spirit Crystal! I can only eat wild vegetables this month!"

"I'm even worse off. I've put all my savings of half a year on the line."

"I don't care. I can just go to Brother Fang Jianxing's cave to beg for food from now on."

…

Only a few disciples who liked to bet on the unconventional ways and the disciples who were the bankers were smiling.

Kong Ju was also a beneficiary of this gamble, and Zhou Tingyu got back four hundred spirit crystals.

Now that the battle is over.

There was no need for the disciples watching the fight to stay any longer. They were all heartbroken after losing, muttering that Fang Jianxing had no martial ethics.

Many of them thought that Fang Jianxing deliberately gave in to Mu Xiaoye.

Fang Jianxing was frank. Before leaving, he said to Mu Xiaoye earnestly, "I have benefited a lot from this battle. Junior Sister Xiaoye, let's have another fight someday."

Having said that, Fang Jianxing walked away with a loud laugh.

He was not without a sense of frustration. Being defeated by Mu Xiaoye, who was so much younger than him, would have been hard for anyone to feel.

But Fang Jianxing knew the relationship between Mu Xiaoye and Kong Ju, and knew that she was practicing the same martial arts as Kong Ju.

The previous training was also supervised by Kong Ju.

"I lost to Senior Brother Kong Ju, it's not shameful!"

Fang Jianxing comforted himself in this way.

Mu Xiaoye is a child at heart after all, and he couldn't hide the excitement on his face after winning the competition.

Just as she jumped off the ring and was about to leave.

A friendly voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Ono!"

Mu Xiaoye's body suddenly stiffened.

Mu Xiaoye will never forget that voice.

On the escape route to Xiangming County, it was the owner of this voice who fought bloody battles and saved himself and his grandfather.

It was also he who brought himself back to the Cangwu Sect and personally trained him from martial arts to magical weapons.

He is like a relative of mine.

"Brother Kong!" Mu Xiaoye's dark eyes were suddenly filled with surprise. He called out "Brother Kong" and then turned his head to look towards the source of the voice.

I saw a slender figure in a blue shirt slowly walking out from outside the venue with Zhou Tingyu.

Because of the breakthrough in the Ascension Wheel, his life span was extended by two hundred years. His face remained the same as when he left, without any change, just like a young man.

Instead, his aura became even more ethereal, and his facial features became incredibly handsome.

However, no matter how Kong Ju changed, Mu Xiaoye recognized him.

With tears in his eyes, Mu Xiaoye threw himself towards Kong Ju without caring about his image.

Kong Ju was smiling, and his eyes reflected the figure of the girl rushing towards him, which vaguely overlapped with the girl who was staggering that year.

He opened his arms, welcomed Mu Xiaoye and hugged him tightly.

"Woo! Brother Kong, you came back yesterday and didn't come to see me!" Mu Xiaoye sobbed in Kong Ju's arms, blaming Kong Ju in a child's tone for not coming to see her the first time.

"You know Xiao Ye can't go back to the inner gate now, but you don't come to find me."

…

Faced with Mu Xiaoye's series of questions in a tearful tone, Kong Ju did not know whether to laugh or cry.

He could only pat Mu Xiaoye's shoulder gently and cast a look for help to Zhou Tingyu beside him.

Zhou Tingyu smiled secretly, but she was not idle either, and consoled him: "Okay, Xiaoye, you are the best expert out there now, don't let people think you are a crybaby."

"Let them see." Mu Xiaoye's voice was no longer crying, but he kept his head in Kong Ju's arms and couldn't get up.

(End of this chapter)