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Chapter 233 Crazy
"Five levels of golden core?" Mu Xingjian played with the jade slip in his hand, "I think it's more than that."

"Oh?" Wang Ziqiao was taken aback, "Could it be that Li Guanquan revealed other information to you?"

"Not really." Mu Xingjian shook his head, "I just simply think that Wang Fan, as a Jindan-level pioneering knight, has a weak personality, but he is extremely tolerant, and he can deal with a strong man like Li Guanquan for a long time. If he has never been defeated, there must be some hidden trick, his strength may have reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm, far stronger than the ordinary monks in the Concentrating God Realm."

"Then how do you still fight?" Wang Ziqiao looked at Mu Xingjian painfully with a sad face, "Mu Xiandi, you are only a person who has cultivated at the fourth level of the Yuanyuan Realm. How can you beat such a monster?"

Mu Xingjian patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said with a smile, "Lord Wang, I said that he is stronger than ordinary monks in the God-gathering realm. What I said was his ability to escape and defend, not his ability to attack and kill. It just so happened that I He is very good at escaping, so I think I can still beat him, so you can relax first."

"What?" Wang Ziqiao couldn't understand. Even if Wang Fan was really not good at fighting bravely, he was still a monk at the fifth level of Golden Core. At that time, no skills were needed at all, just let go of the coercion of the divine sense, and the opponent would immediately kneel down and wait for death. Why did Mu Xingjian fight with him?
In addition, even if Mu Xingjian is really good at escaping, so what, where can he escape to such a big duel field?
Mu Xingjian didn't bother to explain any more, waved his hand, and said relaxedly, "Even if I lose, it's just down to one level of cultivation, and I won't really die."

"Losing one level of cultivation is just a small matter." Wang Ziqiao shouted loudly, "Li Guanquan's revenge is a big thing!"

"Li Guanquan?" Xia Yue raised her eyebrows, "Isn't he on our side? What's the matter? Could it be that the people he favors are only allowed to win, not to lose?"

"That's not true!" Wang Ziqiao said worriedly, "What a genius Li Guanquan is, and he is highly regarded among the pioneering knights. If Brother Mu Xian loses, where will he put his face? Also, he and Wang Fan I have made a bet that involves a thousand merit points. Even if he is the strongest character among the pioneer knights of the Dao Xuan Realm, it will still take a lot of time to earn so many merit points. He lost the merit point, how can he let the younger brother go?"

Mu Xingjian laughed, "So, I can only win, not lose."

"That's not true." Prince Joe said as a matter of course.

Mu Xingjian said with a smile, "But Mr. Wang was still persuading me to surrender immediately and not to fight him. If I really surrender without a fight, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing for Li Guanquan, and would incur even more terrible consequences for him?" Did you take revenge?"

"This..." Wang Ziqiao froze for a moment, with a mournful face, as if a relative had died.His mood was already very chaotic, and he felt that Mu Xingjian would definitely lose, and hoped that he could create a miracle.Because if you lose, you will offend Li Guanquan, a ruthless person, and if you want to win, you must use some unexpected trump card.

Wang Ziqiao originally hoped that Mu Xingjian would tell him that he already had some kind of secret weapon that would allow him to win, but since the meeting until now, Mu Xingjian has not said anything, it seems that in the past ten days, Really just practiced the newly exchanged Tianxuan Wuying Sword Art, and opened up the second sea of ​​consciousness, and did nothing else.

"No, I have to ask clearly!" Wang Ziqiao calmed down and asked straightforwardly, "Mu Xiandi, what have you gained from retreating for ten days, can you tell me a little bit?"

"There's nothing worth hiding, it's just that I've practiced the Sky Profound Shadowless Sword Art and opened up a second sea of ​​consciousness."

"what about others?"

"It's only ten days, what else can I do? Even if it's just the Tianxuan Wuying Sword Art, I've only grasped some rough surface, and I haven't fully mastered it yet."

"What?!!!" Wang Ziqiao rolled his eyes as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard the words, and passed out directly.

Mu Xingjian sighed, picked up the poor fairy, and sent him back to the cave. Xia Yue and him took good care of Wang Ziqiao, and sighed, "This guy is also a fairy, why? You don't have any arrogance as a celestial creature at all, but you're still so cowardly and cowardly?"

"I think there must be a lot of unsatisfactory things in his life." Mu Xingjian said with emotion, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have followed the Demon Phoenix into hell, and he would have only been a powerless, hard-working I will accompany the immortals."

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Xingjian and Xia Yue arrived at the Gonggong Hall in Kongming City. Looking at the overcrowded and noisy palace hall, the two of them were stunned for a moment, almost thinking that they had gone to the wrong place.

"Oh, you two, finally here!" Among the crowd, Li Guanquan suddenly appeared like a ghost, patted Mu Xingjian's shoulder vigorously, and whispered, "How about it, fellow Taoist Mu, get ready Ok?"

"Do your best." Mu Xingjian smiled lightly.

"Just do your best?" A female cultivator suddenly stepped into Li Guanquan's side from nowhere, raised her eyebrows, stared at Mu Xingjian with displeasure, and said viciously, "Didn't you claim that you will definitely win?" ?”

This is a cold and beautiful female cultivator whose cultivation has reached the third level of the golden core. Her face is full of ice and snow. She is wearing a pale silver light armor and a bright red cloak behind her. , there is a black sword hanging from her waist, the pattern on the hilt is extremely exquisite and complicated, from time to time there will be bursts of rippling spiritual waves gushing out of it, piercing Xia Yue's skin numb, there is a feeling as if she has been The feeling of electric shock.

Even if the hilt is like this, the power of the blade can be imagined. Fortunately, the scabbard of this precious sword is also quite good, which completely shields the power in it, without leaking a single bit.

Mu Xingjian looked at this female cultivator indifferently, his eyes were as calm as water, "Mu Xingjian, what is the name of this fellow Taoist?"

"Fellow Daoist?" The female cultivator showed disgust on her face, "Don't think that if you get a chance to duel with Wang Fan, you can be equal to us. I am Jindan and you are Peiyuan. You should respect me. I call senior!"

This woman's harsh attitude made Xia Yue quite upset. Before Mu Xingjian could react, she had already glared at the female cultivator coldly, and said indifferently, "Before my senior brother enters hell, even the monks of Yuanshen will kill me." After a few days, what's the point of calling you fellow daoist?"

The nun's face was as cold as ice, she cast a sideways glance at Xia Yue, and said with a smirk, "It's amazing, it's amazing, it's so capable, why don't you go to the heavens to show off, what are you doing in this hell?"

Xia Yue showed a look as if she saw an idiot, "Of course I came to Hell to obtain the inheritance of the Demon Phoenix, but I'm not as ignorant and dull as some people, who don't even know what I'm here for. "

The female nun screamed like a cat whose hair has exploded, "Do you want to die? Who are you calling stupid?"

Xia Yue said unceremoniously, "Who are you, what are you yelling in front of me, please get away from me, I don't want to spend more time with idiots."

"You!" The female cultivator was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, her eyes flashed, and the spiritual power of a cultivator at the Golden Core level swept towards Xia Yue overwhelmingly.

Xia Yue is not the opponent of this female cultivator, but in terms of spiritual consciousness, Xia Yue only loses to Mu Xingjian. At that moment, Xia Yue also released seven or eight points of her divine sense pressure, and immediately crushed the female cultivator. Xiu Zhen was dumbfounded, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The female cultivator suffered a big loss in this confrontation, but her anger did not continue to rise, and there was even a strange look of expectation between her eyebrows and eyes.

She suddenly lost interest in Xia Yue, turned her gaze to Mu Xingjian's calm but confident face, smiled sweetly, and said in an unusually gentle voice, "Nian Yeyun, fellow Daoist Mu, you have to behave well later .”

After she finished speaking, she floated away, and every step she took was very easy and detached.

Xia Yue was just dumbfounded, and murmured in a daze, "How long has this man not taken medicine, he's really sick!"

"She is really very ill." Li Guanquan smiled slightly, looked at Nian Yeyun's back and said, "She is a gambler, and she likes to bet on me. This time she heard that I am very optimistic about Fellow Daoist Mu. She bet a thousand merit points on him, in fact, she is not usually so arrogant and unreasonable, but a thousand merit points is not a small amount, can you understand?"

"It's understandable." Mu Xingjian smiled wryly, "Except for fellow Taoists, there should be very few people who are optimistic about it, so I don't know what my odds are?"

"Twenty for one!"

"Yo, that's quite high!" Xia Yue exclaimed, "It's a pity that I don't have any merit points, otherwise I would bet my brother a thousand points."

"How about borrowing from you?" Li Guanquan blinked, and said slyly, "If you just pay it back after the game is over, then you won't be charged interest if you want to postpone it, then how about a three-percent interest every month?" ?”

"Okay!" Mu Xingjian responded immediately, "Xiaofeng, how about we take a big gamble?"

"it is good!"

At that moment, Li Guanquan took [-] merit points from his savings, and asked a credible monk to vote in Mu Xingjian's [-] merit points in the name of Xia Yue.

If Mu Xingjian wins this battle, they will immediately get a huge amount of [-] points of merit. Just thinking about it, Xia Yue feels parched and heartbroken.

Mu Xingjian also let out a long breath of foul air, put away all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and calmly walked towards the duel field in the center of the Hall of Merit.

"Come, come!" Someone spotted Mu Xingjian and immediately shouted.

The noisy Hall of Meritorious Merit suddenly fell silent, and almost all the people in the conversation turned their attention to Mu Xingjian, and unceremoniously used a lot of detection spells to spy on his cultivation base and strength.

"No way, the fourth level of the cultivation realm!" A monk screamed.

"Are you sure you read it right?" the monk's companion asked with a smile.

"Of course not!" the monk said with a sad face.

"Then you're doomed, hahaha, luckily I beat Wang Fan!" The monk's companion looked terrified, gloating at his misfortune.

Similar conversations kept ringing out in the Hall of Merit. Almost everyone here felt that Li Guanquan, in addition to the [-] merit points, would also give Mu Xingjian other support, at least to help him rely on Dan in these ten days. Yao Zhili forcibly raised his cultivation base to the Golden Core, but they never expected that Mu Xingjian is still at the fourth level of the Yuanyuan Realm. This cruel reality made them feel so sad that they almost went crazy!

"I don't gamble anymore, I want my money back!" Someone started walking towards the betting point on the gamble.

boom!
Inside the betting point, a sign with the word "Closed" written on it was immediately pushed out, cutting off the gamblers' hope of repenting.

Immediately, these people turned their gazes to Mu Xingjian's body one after another, their eyes were so fierce that they seemed to want to tear him apart immediately and swallow him whole.

A strong resentment spread in the hall like a plague. Although there were very few pioneer knights who bet on Mu Xingjian, when all the resentment gathered together, Mu Xingjian's Dao Xin cultivation was approaching. After passing the threshold of the unity of man and nature, I still felt hairy in my heart, as if there was a ghost lying on my back, so I quickly walked a few steps and stepped into the duel field.

Wang Fan had already been waiting there. When he saw Mu Xingjian, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he sneered viciously, "I didn't expect that Li Guanquan didn't help you improve your cultivation. I didn't lend you one."

shuh...

As soon as the words fell, a three-inch flying sword was projected from outside the duel field, and it just landed in Mu Xingjian's hand.

Mu Xingjian looked sideways, and saw Xia Yue shouting to him with a smile all over his face, "Fairy Daiyun just told me that the seven people who refused to fight us last time each paid five merit points afterwards. Then Fairy Daiyun gave me a [-]% discount and asked me to exchange for an immortal weapon!"

Beside Xia Yue, Fairy Daiyun pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Little Brother Mu, fight hard, don't let me down!"

Mu Xingjian smiled gently, nodded to express his gratitude to them, turned his face, shook the flying sword in his hand to Wang Fan, and said mockingly, "Look, I also have a fairy soldier."

"How much use can a mere fairy weapon be?" Wang Fansen smiled coldly, his expression extremely ferocious.

Mu Xingjian raised his eyebrows, "You Wang Daoyou, there doesn't seem to be such a big hatred between us, why do you look at me with such eyes!"

"I don't have it with you, but I have it with Li Guanquan." Wang Fan gritted his teeth and said, "To me, today's you are Li Guanquan! Killing you is equivalent to slapping Li Guanquan hard. Do everything possible to let you know what terror is!"

Mu Xingjian ignored his threats at all, and sneered, "A cowardly person is worthy of telling me about terror? If you want to slap Li Guanquan in the face, then go yourself and deceive yourself here. Can it be counted as a skill?"

Wang Fan spat and cursed, "Stop talking nonsense, let's start right away."

"as you wish!"

Both of them gestured to the referee outside the arena to start. The referee stood on a high platform and shouted awe-inspiringly, "In a life-and-death duel, you are not allowed to take pills that replenish true or magic energy, you are not allowed to explode magic weapons, and you are not allowed to use them once. Sex magic weapon, victory condition, kill each other, you two, do you understand?"

This duel was obviously much more formal than the previous one between Xia Yue and Jia Qizhen. Mu Xingjian didn't dare to neglect, and replied loudly, "Understood!" Wang Fan immediately expressed the same meaning.

clang……

The referee Xianmin rang a big bell outside the duel field heavily, and the protective magic circle in the duel field was fully opened immediately, and the duel officially began.

wow...

Before the melodious lingering sound of the duel bell fell, Wang Fan unleashed the coercion of his spiritual sense unreservedly, rolling towards Mu Xingjian like a deep sea.

At the center of the big wave, Mu Xingjian remained motionless, with a calm expression, as if what was released from Wang Fan's eyebrows was not the coercion of spiritual sense at all, but just a harmless look in the eyes of a Taoist animal.

A strong shock flashed in Wang Fan's eyes, he never expected that Mu Xingjian's spiritual sense would be so strong that he would not be affected by him.

You must know that he is now a genuine cultivator at the Dao Xuan Realm, and with the [-] Immortal Armaments around him, his cultivation has even reached the Golden Core Four-Layer Yuan Embryo Realm. Theoretically speaking, his divine consciousness It should be hundreds of times stronger than Mu Xingjian, and Mu Xingjian should have no spare power to resist.

"Could it be that he has some kind of secret treasure to shield him? Can he shield himself from the coercion of his spiritual sense?" Wang Fan was puzzled, and his eyes became flickering.

At this moment, two imperceptible cold lights suddenly flashed in Mu Xingjian's eyes, and an invisible wave of spiritual consciousness passed through the void and projected into Wang Fan's Niwan Palace.

Wang Fan was unaware of this, and had no idea that he had been tricked. After a brief shock, he regained his previous calmness and self-confidence. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and the mighty true essence and magic essence flowed from his body like a river. It surged out and poured into the ten flying swords at hand.

Soon, streaks of multicolored and enveloping spiritual light flickered on the flying sword, and the rich aura of law fluttered in the void like ripples.

Mu Xingjian's face became serious. He could feel that among the ten flying swords, five were Dao soldiers and five were magic soldiers. The power of law carried by each sword was different. Whichever sword hits, even if it is just a light touch, he will be severely injured immediately.

Uh...

A flying sword pierced through the void like lightning, traveled nearly a thousand feet in the blink of an eye, and pierced into Mu Xingjian's chest silently.

"Dead?" Wang Fan was taken aback for a moment, unable to believe that the victory came so easily.

The next moment, Mu Xingjian's figure suddenly faded in the void. It turned out that what Wang Fan stabbed was just an afterimage, and the real Mu Xingjian had avoided it in time.

"Hmph!" Wang Fan snorted coldly, and the second flying sword flew out fiercely, leaving afterimages in the air, and the speed was even faster than the first one.

Wherever the flying sword passed, the air was torn apart, and there was a whining sound.

Mu Xingjian's figure flashed, and he avoided the attack lightly again.

puff……

Ha ha ha ha……

There was a burst of laughter outside the arena. As a strong man of the fourth level of Jindan, when dealing with a weak chicken of the fourth level of the cultivation realm, he failed in two consecutive rounds of assassination. Wang Fan's performance was really poor.

Hearing the laughter, Wang Fan blushed and his eyes were fierce. He even sacrificed all the remaining eight flying swords at hand, and killed Mu Xingjian from eight directions.

swoosh swish...

The flying sword streaked across the air like lightning, continuously opening eight holes in Mu Xingjian's eyebrows, eyes, and chest.

Every time Wang Fan felt that he had successfully stabbed Mu Xingjian, but every time he would find out afterwards that all he stabbed were afterimages of Mu Xingjian, and his real body had already escaped.

Eight consecutive sword strikes all failed, boos and laughter outside the duel field continued to spring up like mushrooms after rain.

"What is this Wang Fan playing?"

"Is he a pig? Why is he so stupid?"

"You all misunderstood him. Wang Fan has fought with Li Guanquan for so many years, but he has never fallen into Li Guanquan's hands. Would you believe him if he didn't have several magical skills?"

"I know, I know, Wang Fan has already practiced the Luohuang magic skill, the urination method, and the head-holding fairy technique. The three methods are close to him. Even Li Guanquan can only look at people's hearts and sigh, and he can't catch up."

"You mean, Wang Fan has been a homeless dog for more than ten years, and he has practiced all his stunts on four legs, and he has long forgotten how to bite people?"

Many audience members said one sentence, the more they said, the harsher they were, the more unbearable they were, Wang Fan's face became more and more ugly, he was about to go crazy.

(End of this chapter)