Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1373 Conquest
The girl's voice was very soft, but her actions were extremely violent. Just after she finished saying this, the long sword flowing with flames swung towards Mu Qi!

"Alas!"

The bright red flames reflected in Mu Qi's eyes, his pupils dilated rapidly, and he dodged to dodge quickly, but Ying Baoyue turned around again when he reached him with his toes on the ground, the long sword swept towards him, and a little bit of fire came from Mu Qi It burst out in front of my eyes.

"Seventh brother!"

"Uncle Seven!"

Screams sounded from the side of the high platform, and Mu Qi withdrew from the fire wave like a fireball, retreated to the edge of the stone platform, and slammed into the formation.

Bang!After Mu Qi's back hit the big formation, the burning flames on the outer edge were only slightly extinguished. He was covered by the raging fire, but a closer look revealed that after the outer layer of flames on his body faded, there was still a layer of color on the inside. Dim sword fire.

Just when the outer flame disappeared, the inner flame also disappeared, and the outer flame at the edge seeped into the inside like water.

Just when the outer flame penetrated into the inner edge, Mu Qi's face twisted.

"Ho!"

His true energy burst out all over his body, and he yelled loudly, the outer layer of bright red fire was finally shaken off his body like drops of water.

There was a hissing sound on the ground, and deep pits were burned even on the stone surface.

Looking at the mottled marks on the ground, the Mu family disciples who were watching from the audience turned pale.

"This is……"

Chen Zichu and the others also stared wide-eyed, Ji Jiashu took a deep breath, "This is Liuhuo holding the moon."

The fireball on Mu Qi's body just now is actually composed of two parts, the outer one is the flowing fire that Ying Baoyue slashed up with a sword, and the inner layer is Mu Qi's own sword fire.

The sword that Ying Baoyue slashed just now was unavoidable, so Mu Qibi chose to protect himself by wrapping his body with his own sword fire in desperation.

But obviously, even if Mu Qi used his own sword and fire to fight, he couldn't fight Ying Baoyue's flowing fire. In the end, he could only push away all the flames on his body through the burst of true energy.

But even though the life-threatening sword fire has been forced away, the burst of true energy consumes a lot of practitioners.

With a thud, Mu Qi knelt down on one knee, barely leaning on his sword to straighten his body. Beads of sweat slipped from his chin and soaked the ground.

"Huh, huh..."

Breathing so fast that his chest was about to burst, Mu Qi lowered his head and looked at the bumpy ground under his palm.

"It's really... like water..."

The feeling of being stuck to his body by the sword fire just now was lingering. At first he saw the flowing flame and thought it was some kind of fire sword, but he didn't know he was wrong until he was cut.

I have you, you have me.

At this moment, he finally understood what Ying Baoyue meant.

When the sword fire hit him, at that moment he really felt like he was "soaked" by something.

That flame penetrated into every part of his body, like water stains firmly attached to every part, and at the same time burning violently.

It is fire and water, and water is fire.

Mu Qi raised his head slowly, looking at the girl standing calmly holding a sword in the distance.

It turns out that this is fusion.

Such fusions do exist.

Mu Qi clenched his lips tightly, pain, bitterness and unwillingness flooded from his face to the bottom of his heart.

By Ying Baoyue's standards, his Sky Thunder and Fire are indeed not fusion.

And her sword is a sword that he has never seen in actual combat or in classics.

Unique in the world, only belongs to her sword.

"This sword..." He gritted his teeth and looked at the girl holding the sword who was walking towards him step by step, "What's its name?"

Ying Baoyue stopped, "No name."

She glanced at the sky.

"The person who would name my swordsmanship is no longer here."

The girl's voice was calm, but there were emotions he couldn't understand.

At this moment, Mu Qi suddenly realized the gap between him and her.

A deep, deep gap.

Even though the two were talking, Ying Baoyue had already raised the sword again, and swung it down again!

Such a fast recovery speed of true essence!

Mu Qi's pupils constricted, and he could only desperately roll to the side. What's going on with this woman? !
Ying Baoyue's aura was indeed not as strong as he had expected, and almost every sword of hers used up all of her true energy, but it was astonishing that her true energy recovered at an extraordinary speed. It only takes a few breaths to recover quickly.

Her body was like a never-ending furnace that would burn endlessly as long as she had one breath left.

With a click, the ground less than an inch away from his cheek was eroded by the flowing flames.

Mu Qi was covered in cold sweat, but the true energy in his body was exhausted, and the feeling of depletion almost drove him crazy.

How can a person be strong when he is extremely hungry?
But why can this girl recover so quickly after drying up?
"you……"

While struggling and rolling, he caught a glimpse of the cold eyes of the girl above his head.

"Admit defeat?" Ying Baoyue asked.

It is impossible for the descendants of the Mu family to admit defeat, Mu Qi gritted his teeth and shook his head, and Ying Baoyue cut off his head with his sword!
"Seventh brother!"

"Aqi!"

The screams of the descendants of the Mu family in the audience have turned into screams. Seeing that Mu Qi's defeat is set but Ying Baoyue is still chasing him, Mu Rongqing's face in the Maple Appreciation Pavilion also changed, and he suddenly looked at Mu You , "Father, let her stop! Seventh boy, he will..."

"The rules of the primary ceremony and the intermediate ceremony, unless the opponent admits defeat or completely collapses, the battle will continue forever."

Mu You's expression was equally indifferent.

"Who do you take her for?"

Mu Rongqing was taken aback, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"She is the leader of the primary ceremony and the intermediate ceremony," Mu You said slowly, looking at the young girl who did not hesitate to draw a sword on the stage with his hands behind his back, "She was killed from the Shura field."

She is the one who walked out of such cruel rules.

In front of her, either admit defeat or be knocked down.

"Maybe you don't believe it, Ba Yatou," Mu You looked back at his daughter, "She has already shown mercy."

For Shao Si Ming, who is proficient in assassination, killing a person is far easier than defeating a person.

What she is best at is killing swordsmanship.

With a bang, half of Mu Qi's hair was chopped off and burned to the ground instantly.

He lay on the ground, eyes wide open.

If he had been slow for a moment just now, what would be burned now would be his head.

This woman can really kill.

She really dared to kill him!

"You..." He tightly clenched the sword in his hand, and Ying Baoyue's cold and ruthless voice came from above again, "Do you admit defeat?"

Mu Qi was stiff all over, and the next moment he found that his fingers holding the sword were trembling.

This is a kind of fear that can't be suppressed from the bottom of my heart.

He lay on the ground and looked towards the Maple Appreciation Pavilion, his eyes were fixed the next moment.

He seemed to see his grandfather's gaze.

"Acknowledge the strength of others, and you will become stronger."

Three years ago, when he returned from the primary ceremony disheartened, his grandfather once said this sentence to him.

Fear and being conquered are often only in one thought.

What obsession was he trapped by before?

Why can't he admit it's her alone?

Just because, is she a woman?

In the vision blurred by blood, Mu Qi slowly closed his eyes.

He let go of the sword in his hand and spoke softly.

"I surrender."

(End of this chapter)