Su Mucheng’s attack failed, so he launched another surprise attack.
Swish~!
A purple-black sword energy rushed over, and Su Mucheng had already caught his sword and followed closely.
Li Zhiming had a blank expression on his face. He raised his arm and swung his sword, and the sword energy shattered into pieces.
Another slash of the sword blocked the oncoming sword of Su Mucheng.
Ding ding ding~!
The flashes of swords and sabers crisscrossed, and sparks bloomed in the air from time to time.
In just a few breaths, the two men had exchanged dozens of moves.
The powerful force forced the weapons of both men to fall out of their hands at the same time and fly out.
"Dark Sky Seal!"
Su Mucheng seized the opportunity and launched a terrifying attack.
A large black seal fell from the sky.
Double evil seal!
Li Zhiming also slapped out with his palm, and the seal condensed by the Yin and Yang true energy broke the black seal into pieces.
In the light fog, Su Mucheng broke through the obstacles and rushed forward.
He swept his palm towards Li Zhiming's neck.
Li Zhiming dodged sideways.
Su Mucheng attacked fiercely and turned around to sweep his leg.
Li Zhiming grabbed Su Mucheng's calf with both hands and clamped it tightly.
"not good!"
Su Mucheng secretly thought that this was not good.
He found that he was unable to break free from Li Zhiming's grasp, which meant that the other party was much stronger than him!
Li Zhiming grabbed Su Mucheng's leg and started spinning rapidly, throwing him out like a hammer.
Su Mucheng flew backwards, and the loss of weight made it impossible for him to keep his body steady for a short period of time, and he crashed heavily into the stone pillar.
Boom~!
The hall trembled slightly and Su Mucheng coughed twice.
This attack could not hurt him, but it caused a brief chaos in the internal energy of his body.
When Liang Meng and others saw this scene, they felt relieved.
In the battle just now, Li Zhiming fell behind for a while.
This made Liang Meng, Chu Qing and others break out in a cold sweat.
However, the battle between the strong is ever-changing, and the offense and defense can change in just a moment.
"Mr. Su, the game is over!"
"You're still a long way from winning against me!"
Li Zhiming sneered and turned into a cannonball and rushed towards Su Mucheng.
Su Mucheng's eyes moved rapidly, his expression more solemn than ever before.
He didn't expect that Li Zhiming's speed could be even faster, and he was actually holding back just now!
“So fast!”
"This guy actually retained his strength in the battle just now. Isn't he afraid of a single misstep that will lead to eternal regret?"
Su Mucheng didn't understand Li Zhiming's behavior.
In a battle of that magnitude, the slightest mistake could lead to eternal damnation.
He actually dared to hold back, obviously looking down on me!
"Mystical power, Burning Heaven Scripture!"
Su Mucheng put his palms together and formed a seal, chanting some kind of spell quickly.
Suddenly, a lot of golden light appeared above the palace.
Flames filled the air in the golden light, and golden Sanskrit characters burning with flames floated in the sky.
Boom~!
A shrill buzzing sound was heard.
A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, and the gravity of the entire palace increased thousands of times in an instant!
Everyone covered their ears. The terrifying pressure made their legs tremble and they knelt on one knee on the ground.
At the same time, Li Zhiming's fist stopped in front of Su Mucheng.
Huge Sanskrit characters fell from the sky and surrounded Li Zhiming. The surge in gravity made his legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
The pressure that came from the sky intimidated Li Zhiming, making him unable to move temporarily.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding Sanskrit characters quickly rotated and shrank, surrounding Li Zhiming's head.
Noisy and dense sounds entered Li Zhiming's ears, which obviously contained powerful mental attacks, constantly impacting Li Zhiming's spiritual sea.
"Mental attack?"
Li Zhiming sneered and started to use the Taiqing Heart Method.
Fanyin was expelled and the pressure dropped sharply.
"Using mental attacks against me is too naive!"
Li Zhiming's body recovered quickly. With a thought, the Black Thunder Blade and the Purple Thunder Sword attacked quickly.
"Haha, do you think this is my killer move?"
"Actually, I just used it to delay you."
Su Mucheng sneered.
Then his eyes changed, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a black thorn as big as a needle shot towards Li Zhiming's heart!
He concluded that Li Zhiming would be unable to withstand the sudden attack at this distance!
whoosh~!
The black thorn with deadly poison and great power hit Li Zhiming's chest.
Li Zhiming's face suddenly changed and he just stood there in a daze. The Black Thunder Blade and the Purple Thunder Sword also stopped in mid-air.
“Hahahaha~!”
Su Mucheng laughed out loud towards the sky.
Cough cough cough~
In excitement, his blood flowed backwards and he spit out blood.
Black Thorn is one of his killer moves, but it consumes a huge amount of true energy, so it must be used when the opponent relaxes his vigilance, so as to catch the enemy off guard.
Such a close distance, such sharp needles and powerful force.
Even if Li Zhiming had inner armor, it would be difficult to resist!
What's more, it contains a deadly poison.
"call……"
Su Mucheng let out a long sigh. He had consumed a lot of energy in the battle so far.
If this move failed to kill or seriously injure Li Zhiming, he would completely lose the chance of winning and would have no choice but to retreat.
Fortunately, he succeeded.
"Li Zhiming, I admit that you are very strong, but in the end, I am still slightly better!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Su Mucheng's voice echoed throughout the palace.
When everyone saw this scene, their faces turned quite ugly.
Of course, except Liang Jiuyue.
"Did you lose?"
"But Su Musheng doesn't have much strength left. If I take action now, even if I can't kill Su Musheng, I can still save Li Zhiming from him."
"Although the sneak attack was fierce, it was not enough to kill Li Zhiming on the spot."
Ji Ling'er's eyes turned gloomy and she was ready to attack.
"Junior Brother Li!"
When Liang Meng saw this scene, he could no longer sit still and was about to kill Su Mucheng.
"Come back, sir, it's okay, just keep watching!"
Zi Yue stopped Liang Meng.
"Is this all right? Let me go! I want to save Junior Brother Li!"
Liang Meng said stubbornly, but how could she break free from Zi Yue's restraints.
"What are you laughing at?"
Li Zhiming's voice suddenly sounded, and his expression returned to normal.
"What do you mean?"
Su Mucheng questioned.
"Laugh at your naivety."
Li Zhiming sneered, then tore open the clothes on his chest, and the black needle pierced through his two inner armors.
Its power is indeed strong.
But the black thorn only penetrated less than two millimeters into Li Zhiming's heart and could not go in any further.
Li Zhiming pulled out the black thorn and observed it carefully.
"A top-level refining artifact, comparable to a fairy-grade spiritual weapon, and it also contains a deadly poison."
"It is indeed very powerful. Anyone else would die from this move of yours."
"But unfortunately, you are facing me. You are still far from being able to break through my defense!"
A fierce flame emerged from Li Zhiming's palm, and the flame combined with the Taiqing Heart Method to purify everything.
The black thorn suddenly transformed into a silver needle.
"……?"
Su Mucheng was stunned after seeing this scene.
At such a close distance, the black thorn was unable to break through Li Zhiming's defense.
What a joke!
"So what? The black thorns are highly poisonous. Didn't you notice that the wound has turned black?"
Su Mucheng sneered.
"Yeah?"
The corners of Li Zhiming's mouth rose slightly, and the darkness that was gradually spreading over his heart suddenly stopped, then quickly shrank, and finally disappeared completely.
His body had long been immune to all poisons, and this little bit of poison couldn't hurt him at all.
"This... How is it possible!?"
"What the hell are you?"
Su Mucheng cursed.
"You've had enough fun, you can go die now!"
Li Zhiming said coldly, holding the silver needle between his fingers and throwing it towards Su Mucheng's eyebrows.