Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 586 Sword Duel
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Chai shouted fiercely, and the iron ring on his arm spun rapidly. His handprints moved at a high speed, and as his handprints changed, three light grey flames suddenly curled out from the iron ring. After a moment, Mu Chai's arms were covered with a layer of scorching flames.
And with the appearance of the flame, in just half a minute, Mu Chai pulled in the air, and a ray of fire flew out from the palm of his hand, and finally turned into a flaming sword.

The burning flames make it look extremely dangerous.

Fang Xuan raised his head and looked at Mu Chai, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Mu Chai looked at the fire sword in his hand, a trace of memory appeared on his face, and he smiled faintly: "You are not the only one who owns a seventh-grade spiritual sword!"

This fire sword did not reveal a powerful sword intent, but the gray flames that kept jumping and rising on the sword body constantly emitted a terrifying high temperature that distorted the surrounding space. This temperature was very close to the temperature of magma in the center of the earth.
The warriors below were all shocked when they saw Mu Chai summon the fire sword.

"Another seventh-grade spiritual sword!"

"I didn't expect that Pavilion Master Mu also has a seventh-grade spiritual sword. How come I have never heard of it!"

"You don't know how many talented martial arts geniuses the Fire Sword Master defeated! This Flame Sword is a divine weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years!"

"Fire Virtue Sword Master? Pavilion Master Mu is actually the Fire Virtue Sword Master?"

"This is all ancient news in Jiuzhou. Now it seems that Fang Xuan can actually force Pavilion Master Mu to sacrifice the Flame Sword. This is indeed extraordinary!"

Gray flames rose above the sword and suddenly became much more violent. Gusts of hot and oppressive winds swept towards Fang Xuan like a tide.

At this moment, under the pressure of such a scorching wave, Fang Xuan's white robe fluttered endlessly, but his expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the Flame Sword and suddenly said indifferently: "A sword without a sword spirit is worthy of being called a seventh-grade spirit sword?"

Fang Xuan had long discovered that although this fire sword emitted extremely powerful air waves and its destructive power was clearly on par with that of a seventh-grade spirit sword, there was no sword spirit within it.

The reason why the spirit sword is called a spirit sword is because there is a sword spirit in the sword body. In this way, the person who controls the sword can become one with the spirit sword and unleash astonishing killing power.

The fire sword in Mu Chai's hand can only be regarded as a seventh-grade pseudo-spiritual sword at best!

"Even without the sword spirit, it would be easy to kill you!" Mu Chai was stunned, and the murderous intent in his body poured out like an ocean.

Fang Xuan's expression paused, and his hand seals slowly formed in front of him, and then suddenly condensed.

"Great Wilderness Cloud-Breaking Sword!"

The shout rang out in Fang Xuan's heart, and a light like splashed ink swept out from above the ink abyss.

The immortal energy above his head suddenly spun and condensed, and bursts of muffled thunder resounded between heaven and earth.

At the same time, as the ink-like light spread, the entire area within a hundred miles around Lingyan Pavilion lost its color in an instant.

The vast vitality madly gathered towards Mo Yuan.

"Roar!"

Under the dark clouds, the roar of a real dragon spread throughout the world in an instant, and the terrifying pressure quickly surged out from Mo Yuan.

"cut!"

Fang Xuan put his two fingers together and pointed the sword, and shouted in a low voice. In an instant, a dark light fell from the sky.

The tremendous pressure was like a collapsing mountain. When it pressed down, the inky light was like a black dragon, roaring and arriving in an instant.

When Mu Chai saw this, his expression suddenly changed!
As the owner of a seventh-grade spiritual sword, he knew better than anyone how powerful a sword with a sword spirit was. Mo Yuan, who was slashing down like a black dragon, brought him a breath of death in an instant.

This strange yet familiar breath, after he founded Lingyan Pavilion, he had not felt it for more than a thousand years. His heart, which seemed to have been sealed for a long time, suddenly began to throb inexplicably.

"Death?" Mu Chai smiled grimly, then stretched out his arms. The rings wrapped around his arms quickly fell off his arms, and then spun rapidly in the air.

As Mu Chai formed hand seals, these rings suddenly transformed into huge flaming birds, vibrating their flaming wings and flying towards the fallen Mo Yuan.

Gray firebirds flew across the sky and surrounded Mo Yuan in the blink of an eye. Above the sky, Mo Yuan, who was falling at a high speed, was like a giant dragon, surrounded by several gray firebirds.

boom--! ! !
Immediately afterwards, a loud bang resounded in the sky.

The terrifying energy shock, like a huge energy light wave, exploded above the entire Lingyan Pavilion and spread in all directions like ripples.

Wherever it passed, all tall buildings were reduced to dust.

The brilliant aurora bloomed in the sky, and everything seemed to collapse at this moment. The protective barrier above the entire Lingyan Pavilion automatically opened its windows, thus avoiding the consequence of being completely destroyed by Fang Xuan's sword.

Mo Yuan's sword came down, containing the power to split the heaven and earth, and finally stopped a hundred feet in front of Mu Chai.

The gray firebirds had stopped flapping their wings, and the flames lingering above them had even gone out, transforming into nine iron rings. They overlapped each other and blocked Mo Yuan who was about to fall.

The entire venue suddenly fell silent!

Countless people stared at the inky black sword in the sky!
Click!

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, the iron ring at the top began to crack.

The sword intent above Mo Yuan was still condensing at a rapid speed, and the cracks on the iron ring below were becoming more and more dense.

Click!

Click!

Finally, after the two forces were in a stalemate for a few moments, the iron ring completely shattered at this moment.

There was a sudden burst of loud exclamations from below!
With one sword, Fang Xuan actually cut off the magic weapon that Mu Chai was so proud of!

Mu Chai's face condensed, and he swept his right hand upwards suddenly. Flames burst out and quickly wrapped up Mo Yuan.

Having lost the strength to continue chopping, Fang Xuan thought and called Mo Yuan back, staring at Mu Chai indifferently.

Mu Chai held the Flame Sword in his hand, his expression gradually becoming ferocious.

He also didn't expect that Fang Xuan's sword technique would have such terrifying killing power. Being in the place covered by sword light, only he knew what he had just experienced.

If he hadn't added the power of his soul to the iron ring, he wouldn't have been able to block even Mo Yuan's sword with such vast sword intent.

At this moment, he was beginning to wonder whether his body, which was in the Divine Wandering Realm, could block such a sword.

"Since you are seeking death yourself..." After suffering a loss, Mu Chai's face suddenly became extremely ferocious and gloomy, and he shouted sternly: "Starry Night Fire Phoenix!"

(End of this chapter)