Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 11: Alteration

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Mu Qiuyang's true spirit is strong, his palms move together, and the waves of air enveloped his body, making it difficult for Fang Bai to make progress.

Floating steps unfolded, Fang Bai fights down four sides, and the palm of the fallen leaves pats Mu Qiuyang's side from time to time, but like a clay cow into the sea, it does not pose any danger.

Instead, Mu Qiuyang patted it with a palm, and Fang Bai didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to dodge and avoid it. The two are too far apart.

"Dying struggling, knowing that you are going to lose, why bother to humiliate yourself?"

Mu Qiuyang gave a sneer and forced him towards Fang Bai, her palms dancing, dripping water.

Fang Bai turned a deaf ear to his ears, but his eyebrows gradually frowned. Mu Qiuyang's true energy was too strong, and he was definitely not a Seven Meridian martial artist. Did he break through this time?

If Mu Qiuyang really breaks through the eight channels, then Fang Bai's odds of winning are infinitely close to zero.

Once a martial artist has opened up the eight meridians, the meridians will be integrated throughout his body, and his strength will change qualitatively. The five pinnacle martial artists of the Seven Meridians are not necessarily the opponents of a newcomer to the Martial Artists of the Eight Meridians.

"Waste is waste. No matter how lucky he is, he can't change the nature of his waste." Mu Qiuyang whispered: "There are things that wastes can't own, so they won't be killed."

Fang Bai was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what Mu Qiuyang meant. He must have thought that he had some adventure to get to this point.

He sneered in his heart, and Fang Bai did not deny it.

In the stands, Feng Wuji looked at Qu Li with a smile and said, "Who does Pavilion Master Qu think will win?"

Qu Li laughed and said: "Is it possible that Elder Feng is the test of eyesight? If Fang Bai's cultivation base goes further, victory or defeat may be unpredictable, but there is no chance at the moment. Is Elder Feng optimistic about Fang Bai's failure?"

"Fang Bai may not have no chance." Feng Wuji said indifferently: "His understanding of martial arts is very deep and terrifying. He shouldn't appear in people his age."

"Yeah." Qu Li nodded solemnly: "This is what I find strange. Is he really a martial artist?"

"Let's take a look!" Feng Wuji smiled and looked at the stage again.

At this moment, Fang Bai flashed a little bit slowly, his left arm was swept by the palm wind that Mu Qiuyang slapped, and his body was scorching hot, and he almost slapped him with a palm that Mu Qiuyang followed.

"It's over!"

Mu Qiuyang won the power and didn't forgive him. He swiftly accelerated the offensive, and shot continuously with both palms. Dao Qi surged in the air and blocked all Fang Bai's escape route.

Fang Bai's heart sank, and Mu Qiuyang really hid his strength. Unexpectedly, he broke through the eight meridians. It seems that this battle is about to be defeated.

Failed!

Fang Bai is not reconciled, 16 years of forbearance, if even Mu Qiuyang can't get past, this martial art, no matter if you don't cultivate!

Thinking of this, Fang Bai stopped escaping, turned around abruptly, and greeted Mu Qiuyang with both palms.

Mu Qiuyang's abrupt behavior was taken aback, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. The power gap was there, and he could only die faster!

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The changes on the stage made the crowd watching the battle puzzled. Feng Wuji was also slightly stunned, not understanding why Fang Bai would use his own shortcomings to attack others' strengths.

Boom!

Four palms slammed together, and Fang Bai felt an incomparably arrogant qi flowing into his body along his palms, frantically flowing and tearing through the meridians, and rushing to his dantian.

"Not good!" Fang Bai's expression changed, Mu Qiuyang didn't even want to kill him, but actually planned to abolish his cultivation.

"I said, I won't kill you!"

Mu Qiuyang gave a grinning grin, and the true energy came in endlessly, rushing towards Fang Bai's dantian, the purpose is self-evident.

Fang Bai only felt the pain of tearing in his body, running the true energy to resist Mu Qiuyang's invasion, gritted his teeth and did not dare to speak, for fear of a complete collapse in frustration.

"How? It feels uncomfortable, isn't it?" Mu Qiuyang smiled and said: "Oh, I can consider letting you die."

At this time, Fang Bai's body has become a battlefield, and two different true qi collide, vying for control. Mu Qiuyang's true energy was much stronger than Fang Bai's. Fang Bai's true energy was steadily retreating. Seeing that Mu Qiuyang's true energy was about to enter his dantian, he was helpless.

"Does it really end like this?"

Fang Bai trembled in his heart, good fortune and others, so why is this. Sixteen years of forbearance, but in exchange for such a result.

Boom!

Mu Qiuyang's true energy was like a river bursting a bank, and it instantly poured into Fang Bai's dantian, frantically unfolding the destruction, bursts of pain came from his abdomen, Fang Bai's heart was desperate, and his face was ashen ashes.

At this moment, the sudden change occurred, and the Medicine King Shending in Fangbai's dantian suddenly became attractive, and two true qi were continuously sucked in at the same time.

"Huh?"

Mu Qiuyang found that his true energy suddenly disappeared, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly wanted to take back his palms, but found that he was held by a strong attraction and couldn't break free.

The true qi in the body is like a wild horse running off the rein, flowing into Fang Bai's body along the palm of his hand like a torrent. In an instant, the true qi in the dantian is less than 50%.

"Why do you like this? What kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Mu Qiuyang couldn't think of the existence of the Medicine King God Cauldron, and thought it was Fang Bai who had cultivated some evil technique.

Fang Bai is also very uncomfortable at the moment. The Medicine King Shending does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and even **** in his true energy. His true qi is much worse than Mu Qiuyang, and if this continues, he must be sucked up first.

"I admit defeat!"

Mu Qiuyang was finally frightened, lowered his arrogant head, which was only the first day, and gave up.

"Will you let go?"

Seeing that Fang Bai didn't stop, Mu Qiuyang shouted angrily. Hua Yang in the corner of the stand was confused and stepped forward, saying: "Let him go!"

Fang Bai smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on, I suddenly lost control."

"This..."

Hua Yang just wanted to separate them, but suddenly realized something was wrong. The true qi in Mu Qiuyang's body surged into Fang Bai's body. If he did, wouldn't his true qi be sucked away?

Immediately turned around and looked at the stands, Feng Wuji's expression was gloomy, and he did not speak for a long time.

"Let go of my son!"

Mu Junhao in the stands couldn't sit still anymore, rushed to the ring, and slapped Fang Bai with a palm. Hua Yang didn't have time to stop it, and saw Mu Junhao slam his palm on Fang Bai's back, and suddenly stopped moving.

Puff!

Fang Bai's blood spurted wildly and sprinkled it on Mu Qiuyang's head, only to feel that behind him was another incomparable invincible qi pouring in, more than dozens of times stronger than Mu Qiuyang's zhenqi just now.

At this time, Fang Bai's whole body pained into the bone marrow. If it weren't for Mu Junhao in the back and Mu Qiuyang in front, Fang Bai could not hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.

"How could this be?"

Mu Junhao was shocked. He finally realized Mu Qiuyang's pain, and his true energy penetrated Fang Bai's body like a flood.

Hua Yang on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If it was him who did just now, wouldn't it be the same?

The scene quieted down weirdly, no one dared to step forward, and Mu Junhao and his son were a lesson. No one expected that a battle that Mu Qiuyang must win would develop to such a point that even Mu Junhao would join him.

"Pavilion Master Qu, what do you think?" Feng Wuji's face was extremely gloomy.

Qu Li frowned and said in a deep voice: "I don't think it is like that. Mu Qiuyang's move is understandable, but Mu Junhao's move is a little bit unreasonable. If it is so powerful, there will be no you and me. ."

"Well, I think so too." Feng Wuji nodded: "It seems that he should have some adventures."

Plop!

Mu Qiuyang sucked his true qi dry, and couldn't hold on to it for the first time. He collapsed to the ground. There was no strength in his body. He stared at Fang Bai with desperate and insidious eyes. If his eyes could kill people, Fang Bai would have been killed by Mu Qiu Yang's eyes shattered into pieces.

The Mu Junhao behind him is not much better at this time. Although he is a strong Qi Gathering Realm, his true Qi is dozens of times deeper than Mu Qiuyang, and he can consume faster.

The Medicine King Shending Cauldron is like a bottomless pit, and it won't be enough to absorb any amount of true energy.

Plop! thump!

Mu Junhao and Fang Bai fell to the ground one after another. Mu Junhao's zhenqi was absorbed, and he watched Fang Bai in front of him, wishing to kill him soon, but unfortunately his body didn't have any strength.

Fang Bai did the same. There was no real qi in the dantian, but fortunately, the Medicine King Shending finally fell silent.

Hua Yang in the corner of the stand walked cautiously and looked straight at Fang Bai, "Are you all right?"

Of course Fang Bai knew what Hua Yang was asking, and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Hua Yang let out a long sigh of relief, jumped off the stand, and walked towards Feng Wuji. It didn't take long for someone to jump up to the stands to take Fang Bai and the three people down and settle down in the city lord's mansion nearby.

Mu Qiuyang and Fang Bai had an accident at the same time, and the selection was no longer necessary, and the crowd immediately dispersed.

In the Fang family stand, Fang Yuanqing sat there with a pale complexion, saying nothing, not leaving for a long time, and not knowing what he was thinking.