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Ma Yuanchao was caught off guard and shouted angrily, "Despicable!" He reacted quickly and slapped back with his backhand.

The two palms collided, making a deafening roar, as if even the air was torn apart by this force. Ma Yuanchao's eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness. He did not expect Ma Kuang to use such a despicable method.

Boom! With a loud noise, a powerful shock wave swept in all directions like a violent torrent.

The force was so strong that the surrounding flower beds and exquisite furniture could not withstand it and were shattered into pieces, turning into piles of debris.

Some people who had no time to dodge were blown away by the force and were like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind. They were unable to control themselves and vomited blood. They were seriously injured and fell to the ground groaning in pain.

After the sound, a pungent burnt smell filled the air, which was the mark left after being destroyed by a powerful force.

Ma Yuanchao was like a kite with a broken string. He was shaken away by the force, drawing a long arc, and finally staggered and landed in the bumpy courtyard.

He looked a little disheveled, his clothes were torn to tatters, his exposed skin was covered with tiny wounds, his face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that he had suffered considerable injuries.

However, the danger did not end there. The next moment, the Western Region Wuji Swordsman came after them like a ghost, his figure left a trail in the air, the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and he slashed directly at Ma Yuanchao.

He shouted loudly, "Infinite Blood Sword!" Along with this shout, a strong blood-colored true energy surged out of his body and transformed into a huge sword light in the air, slashing towards Ma Yuanchao with endless murderous intent and blood.

At this moment of life and death, Ma Yuanchao felt unprecedented pressure.

He only felt that the true energy and blood in his body were somewhat stagnant, as if restrained by an invisible force, and his expression became dull.

However, at this critical moment, he bit his tongue hard, and a sharp pain came, which made him wake up instantly. He swung the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and the sword light full of blue true energy rushed forward.

"Sword of the Fiery Sun!" Ma Yuanchao murmured, his voice filled with unquestionable firmness and determination. The long sword in his hand seemed to respond to his call, and a layer of blue air film instantly appeared on the sword.

This layer of air film contained astonishingly high temperature, as if it was the power of lava drawn directly from the crater of a volcano. Wherever it passed, the air boiled violently, making a hissing sound, just like countless boiling waters boiling at the same time, steaming up white mist.

When the blood-red blade light and the blue sword light finally collided in the air, the surrounding air seemed to be suddenly twisted by an invisible force and became fragmented.

Immediately afterwards, a strong purple light burst out from the center of the collision. It carried a momentum that wanted to devour everything, and madly attacked the blood-colored blade light.

However, the blood-colored blade light seemed extremely solid and solid, like steel that had been tempered a thousand times. Not only was it not broken by the purple light, but it had the effect of destroying the true energy.

As soon as the purple light touched the blood-red blade, it was like spring snow meeting the scorching sun, melting and retreating. The scorching heat seemed to evaporate every bit of power in the purple light. In the blink of an eye, 30% of the purple light was worn away, and the remaining 70% also seemed weak and collapsed at the touch of a button, and finally disintegrated and dissipated with a crisp sound of breaking.

The impact of this blow made Ma Yuanchao's face change drastically. He only felt a huge recoil force coming from the long sword, shaking his internal organs as if they were shifted. With a "pu" sound, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood drew a bright red arc in the air and then fell to the ground weakly.

How could the Western Region's Wuji Swordsman give up such a good opportunity? As soon as his feet touched the ground, he chased after him as fast as a cheetah.

He laughed arrogantly, with an indescribable sense of pride and arrogance in his voice: "Haha, my Wuji Blood Blade is my specialty that I have practiced for decades. You are a little kid. Although your realm is not weak, your combat experience is really too poor. In this martial arts world, realm alone is far from enough!"

His words were full of contempt and disdain for Ma Yuanchao, as if he had already seen the other party's defeat.

Then, he swung the long sword in his hand again, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ma Yuanchao, and continued: "My sword technique is specially designed to break the inner Qi. No matter what kind of profound inner strength you practice, it is nothing but a paper tiger in front of my Wuji Blood Sword. Moreover, you didn't have time to accumulate strength just now, and you only exerted 70% of your strength. How can you be my opponent? Die quickly, little kid, and stop struggling in vain!"

Ma Kuang's words were like sharp blades, cutting into Ma Yuanchao's heart. However, Ma Yuanchao did not back down, but a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

While flying back, he quickly reached out and took out a pill from his arms. This pill was the size of a longan, and its surface was crystal clear, as if it was carved from the purest crystal.

However, beneath this transparent appearance, there is a bit of flaming red light. The red light flows unsteadily like a dancing flame, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

This pill was obviously Ma Yuanchao's life-saving straw. He held it tightly, his eyes flashing with determination and hope. He knew that he was at the critical moment of life and death. Only with the power of this pill could he turn the tide of the battle and defeat the arrogant enemy in front of him.

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Without hesitation, Ma Yuanchao swallowed the pill that contained the flaming red light. As the pill entered his stomach, a fiery and powerful force instantly exploded in his body, as if hundreds of fire dragons were galloping in his blood.

He growled, his voice filled with unquestionable firmness and determination, and his blue gown fluttered automatically in the windless air. It was obvious that he was concentrating his energy on circulation, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

The next moment, Ma Yuanchao's face turned red, like red iron burned by fire. Earthworm-sized blue veins popped up under his skin, like winding rivers, extending into his hair, looking extremely hideous.

There was an unyielding light in his eyes, which was a desire for victory and a struggle against fate.

At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment and anger. Recalling the last time he fought with the Western Region Wuji Swordsman, although the process was also quite difficult, he clearly suppressed the opponent and had the upper hand.

But this time, from the beginning of the battle till now, he had been schemed against by the other party and suppressed everywhere, as if he had fallen into a trap carefully laid by the other party and could not extricate himself. (End of this chapter)