The Ancient Zombie Emperor

With the end of the Dao Heart Trial, Xiao Mu's consciousness returned to its original state. When his eyes opened, a clear and bright light was released.

"Congratulations, you've passed the second round of examination." The Elder Lei nodded.

Out of the ten who passed the first trial, only four remained. Ning Wendao, Bao Feng, and Ouyang Feng were all filled with enmity and vigilance towards Xiao Mu. Yun Lianyu laughed lightly, her gaze sweeping across them, looking at the four, she was truly a beauty capable of toppling nations, capable of toppling all living things, and extremely enchanting.

The people watching the show were envious and resentful. Such a devastatingly beautiful girl was about to be with the next one of these four people. They were going to spend the night together, make a mess of the world, and enjoy bed life together.

"Next up, the final test will be a martial arts battle." The Elder Lei said.

As expected, Xiao Mu and the other three smiled. Skypiercing Continent, the power of the martial cultivation, was originally based on their respect for martial arts. Possessing powerful martial power was their foundation in this world. Although the literary talent and dao heart in front were also important, they were merely decorations. Without powerful martial power, they were just meat waiting to be slaughtered on a sticky plate. The first two were just empty words.

The final test made Bao Feng and the other two let out a sigh of relief. In terms of strength, they were all considered the best amongst the young generation.

The third trial's martial arts matches would determine the order of challenges based on the level of one's cultivation. Bao Feng and Ouyang Feng were both at the Level Six Martial Master level, so they could naturally sit on the walls and watch. Ning Wendao and Xiao Mu will fight in the first round.

Xiao Mu felt a shiver in his heart. Recalling the three trials that Yun Lianyu had set down, he was once again shocked that this woman was not simple.

The Dao Heart Trial was a test of a person's obsession with martial arts. The third test, which seemed to be a simple battle, was based on the level of their cultivation, and the weakest were above them, so as to test whether the examinee had the ability to challenge martial arts beyond their cultivation realm.

How could the victors chosen from the three trials be ordinary people?

This woman was choosing her future husband with great respect.

"Xiao Mu!" Immediately, Ning Wendao grit his teeth and looked at Xiao Mu, his eyes filled with rage. The matter of the Zephyr Pavilion had always been on his mind, and every time he recalled it, it was as if he had a lump in his throat. Today, he finally had the chance to take revenge.

Not long ago, his cultivation had broken through to Martial Master Rank 4. He was filled with confidence.

A tyrannical Qi burst out, a wave of Spirit Qi surged out from his dantian, Ning Wendao's face revealed a pleased look, and said: "Xiao Mu, just wait to be crushed by me."

Xiao Mu did not think much of it, and even laughed disdainfully, completely not putting Ning Wendao in his eyes. With the strength of a Grade Four Martial Master, he could easily kill him in an instant. This Ning Wendao was overestimating himself while using his big blade in front of Guan Gong.

Bang!

Ning Wendao's eyes flashed with a cold light, he took the initiative to launch an attack, seizing the initiative. With his hand, a white light flashed, and a wave of boundless Qi spread out.

Xiao Mu did not dodge, nor did he move.

Ning Wendao was overjoyed: "Xiao Mu, you are now..."

His voice suddenly stopped, looking at Xiao Mu's smiling and ridiculing red face, Ning Wendao was shocked, his own palm did not cause any damage to Xiao Mu?

Indeed, it was as he had said, Ning Wendao's palm strike only caused Xiao Mu to experience a slight jolt of pain. When he received Ning Wendao's palm strike just now, it was intentional; it was used to test his diabolic body. Xiao Mu was naturally very satisfied with this result.

His physical body was strong to the point that it could crush blades. His limbs and bones, along with his blood vessels and bones, were tough enough to easily dissolve the impact of Ning Wendao's palm strike just now on his organs.

"Did you not eat, or what?" Xiao Mu said with a look of ridicule.

Ning Wendao was enraged, his face contorted, the Spirit Qi around his body suddenly soared, when he pulled the bow and pulled the fist, there was the sound of dragons and tigers, a strong gust of wind forming.

Dragon Tiger Fist!

His fist was like a tiger or a dragon as it burst forth with the force of a torrential flood.

Xiao Mu glared as he took light steps forward. He extended a large hand out and placed it on top of his fist. Ka ka, the sound of bones breaking sounded. As if Ning Wendao was struck by lightning, his body trembled and like a kite with its string cut, a blood vein appeared and flew out horizontally.

"Impossible?!" Ning Wendao's face was filled with shock.

When he was in Zephyr Pavilion, Xiao Mu had still been in an inextricable battle with him, and in this period of time, Xiao Mu had already become strong to this extent, and defeated him with ease. This made Ning Wendao, who had been enveloped in halo since childhood, somewhat disappointed.

"I'll give you a chance to admit defeat." Xiao Mu said indifferently.

Ning Wendao was furious, he stared: "You are going too far, don't look down on me!"

After saying that, he swallowed a pill. His Dantian's spirit energy surged, and in an instant he had reached the fighting strength of a peak Martial Master, but in Xiao Mu's eyes, it was not even worth mentioning. Xiao Mu's figure moved in an instant, and an afterimage appeared.

A roar followed by a roar, as Ning Wendao was once again sent flying, blood bubbling continuously from his mouth.

This time, his dao heart had been completely destroyed, and the gaze he used to look at Xiao Mu was filled with terror, as though he was a nightmare.

Xiao Mu dusted the dust off his shoulders, and then looked at Ning Wendao. Ning Wendao's eyes flickered, he knew that he was no longer Xiao Mu's match. If he continued to fight, not only would he be insulted, he would also have to endure the pain on his body.

Giving Xiao Mu a fierce glance, Ning Wendao left the A beautiful view building in the early morning with his tail between his legs.

In the room on the second floor, Qian Xiao looked at Xiao Mu, a light flickering in his eyes. This Xiao Mu had become much stronger not long ago. The look of anticipation in his eyes became more and more intense. Finally, he grinned.

After defeating Ning Wendao, Xiao Mu looked at Bao Feng and said: "Enough of your rubbish, let's fight."

Bao Feng sneered, jumped out, and stared at Xiao Mu. A burst of Level Six Martial Master aura exploded with a loud bang, and in terms of realm, he had a huge advantage.

However, Xiao Mu, with the help of the Spiritual Power, was able to sense that this Bao Feng was just a weakling who only knew how to act on the surface. The aura of the Level Six Martial Master on his body looked strong, but it was extremely unstable.

"Let this battle come to an end." Bao Feng said confidently, filled with endless contempt, acting as if he was in command.

Swish!

Xiao Mu took out a normal steel sword from the martial ring. With the tip of the sword touching the ground, a stream of Sword Qi instantly shot out, chopping straight to Bao Feng's chest. The surface of Bao Feng's body suffused with a red light, and traces of blood energy appeared. He smacked his palm, and blood threads spread out, blocking the sword beams, and annihilated them.

Tie Jian trembled slightly as a cold light flashed on the tip of his sword. Xiao Mu controlled his sword and with a tricky angle, he struck out viciously, striking towards the back of his abdomen. A ray of sword light shot out, the cold air was biting, and the sword chime shook the sky. This time, when used with the Postnatal Dao Spiritual Body, the amount of spirit energy of heaven and earth was increased to an exceptionally terrifying level.