Legend of Fighting Emperor

"Boss!" I thought you were eaten by that Leopard? "Wuu …" Fatty shed tears of heartfelt sadness.

Mu Xuan entered the house and changed into a clean set of clothes. Only now did the fatty realize that Mu Xuan's cultivation had actually broke through to the Ninth Layer of Body Tempering after the battle last night. He wanted to go to Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range to slaughter a wild deer and celebrate with it.

Mu Xuan's face was filled with anger, and said coldly: "Brothers, the two of us did not hide Junior Sister Nuo Yi. The Junior Sister had already left the mountain on her own without telling him where she was going! Senior Brothers, please let us know! "

"Argument!" The beefy man scolded, and suddenly grabbed towards Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan retreated, and blocked with his left arm. The big man quickly changed his grip into a palm and shouted, "Tiger Form!" It suddenly slashed towards Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan retreated once again, his right leg suddenly kicked out, striking the big sized man squarely in the chest. The big sized man was furious, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a small sword suddenly flew out from his mouth quickly, flying faster and faster, slowly growing bigger, the sword carried a white light, and instantly slashed towards Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan was startled, it was a technique, he immediately retreated.

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Wulin immediately shouted and was about to use the Fire Cloud Art. At this time, the fatty roared loudly. Zhao Wulin, you little bastard, you actually dared to sneak an attack on my boss again. I, Fatty, am about to settle the score with you! " Suddenly, the fatty rushed towards Zhao Wulin in a fit of rage.

Mu Xuan retreated back and immediately used psychokinesis to activate the spirit force in his left eye. With the word "entangle" and "control" escaping his mouth, he quickly rushed towards the incoming small sword. However, the small sword only paused for a moment before charging forward again. Mu Xuan immediately waved his hands, his hands shuttled back and forth, and the nine dragon scales all took action. With just a thought, he quickly changed his mind, "dragon scale shield, go!" The small sword suddenly slashed at the flying dragon scale shield, and with a 'clang', the small sword fell onto the ground, leaving no trace on the dragon scale shield.

The big sized man was shocked. "A little servant, his Ninth Layer of Body Tempering, actually has this kind of ability! "Humph, let's see if you can resist the Yin Wind Banner given by Brother Zhuang!" With that, he took out a flag and unfurled it.

Suddenly, a wave of cold wind blew. Ghost wails and wolf howls sounded beside his ears. In the unfurled Wind Banner, a burst of Yin wind blew out, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing point, each gust of Yin wind turned into ghost blades, the blades were filled with barbs, they quickly rushed towards Mu Xuan. The ghost blades followed closely behind him as the ghost soldiers rushed forward with spears in their hands …

Mu Xuan was startled, why is Zhuang Wenhu's techniques all this? Without enough time to think, Mu Xuan immediately retreated again. His hands moved like flowers, the dragon scale shield formed once again and rushed at the ghost blades, the ghost blades fiercely slashing onto the dragon scale shield, causing 'clang', 'clang', 'clang', the sounds echoed unceasingly. The dragon's scale was not damaged, but the reverse prick on the ghost blade caught the dragon's scale, preventing it from moving. The other ghost blades and ghost soldiers were about to circle around the dragon scale shield and charge towards Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan frowned, dragon scale shield s can only defend themselves from beginning to end, they can't be used to attack. I need a weapon to attack.

Mu Xuan quickly retreated, waved his right hand, causing the dragon scale shield to instantly disintegrate. The nine dragon scales quickly rushed towards the ghost blade, 'clang', 'clang' sounds continuously rang, and the ghost blades continuously dissipated, but even more of the ghost blades still rushed towards him. Furthermore, there were rows and rows of ghost soldiers behind them.

He needed a strong and sharp weapon! Mu Xuan's mind suddenly became alert. His hands quickly flew around, piercing through the flower wire as he pointed at the nine dragon scales with all kinds of strange gestures.

One with the world, one with the nine scales, condense!

Suddenly, the nine dragon-scaled scales began to radiate a golden light as they gradually formed a straight line, connecting head to tail and slowly transforming into a golden longsword. The sword blade was sharp and thin, with a flash of gold light, its power increased greatly, causing traces of cymbidium Qi to come out of Mu Xuan's body from the Jade Pangolin, and enter the sword body. At the same time, Mu Xuan heard the clear cry of a phoenix from afar again.

He only saw the Dragon-scale Sword fly back into Mu Xuan's hands with a 'whoosh'. Mu Xuan's heart was overjoyed. Right! It was this sword!

Mu Xuan acted as though he was telepathic and stood up. He held the sword in his right hand and used spirit energy to protect himself with his left eye. He bent his legs and leapt forward, fiercely spinning as he charged at the ghost blade and ghost soldier.

The Dragon-scale Sword's golden light shot out in all directions, piercing upwards, slashing downwards, slicing left, blocking right. One by one, the ghost blades dissipated with a boom, the sword light became ethereal, like ripples in the wind. In the blink of an eye, one of the sword flowers pierced into a ghost soldier, while the other one was pierced through the heart by a Crescent Blade. Suddenly, the dragon scales began to flutter in the air as a sword light flashed like a snowflake. It pierced straight into the eyes of everyone present, and the blade of the sword was like a bolt of lightning. Mu Xuan travelled back and forth, killing with great difficulty. The Dragon-scale Sword was like a fish leaping into the ocean, able to move with ease. One breath's time, ten ghost soldiers, one sword to seal the throat. Another sword, as fast as lightning. Twenty ghost soldiers' heads fell to the ground.

At this moment, with the Dragon-scale Sword in hand, Mu Xuan's heart was extremely calm. This is my own sword, this is also my own sword technique. The earlier move that was dripping with joy and using speed to deal with the enemy was like a bolt of lightning. It could even be my Dragon-scale Sword's first move, the Rushing Thunder Style!

After thinking about it, Mu Xuan's body trembled, and became light again, as his cultivation realm erupted once more. The Spirit Qi in his dantian rotated quickly, at the same time, the Dragon-scale Sword outside his body had a suction force, the Spirit Qi of the world started to reverse, and after a while, it started to flow into the Spirit Qi inside's body. The Spirit Qi was circulating even faster, and actually formed into a Spirit Qi Vortex that was visible to the naked eye, gradually stabilizing and spiralling non-stop.

"This is the symbol of the first level of Qi Condensation." 1st level of Qi Condensation! Spirit Condensation Realm! " Mu Xuan was overjoyed.