Only My Way

Looking at Nangong Mu in the distance, blood was slowly trickling down his head.

Ling Wuyuan could sense that although his current state was very poor,

his determination to simply cut him down had not been affected.

Come to think of it,

the reason why he was able to withstand his injuries and launch a surprise attack in sync with Ling Wuyuan's landing when he was knocked into the ground earlier

was due to that determination.

However,

determination is, after all, just determination…

If the gap between the two sides is not too big, it's fine.

But in the face of an absolute gap,

the so-called determination…

is ultimately a little useless…

After gently shaking the long sword in his hand,

Ling Wuyuan still had no intention of showing mercy.

He just casually waved his long sword.

A crescent-shaped sword aura immediately flew out at extreme speed!

Looking at the attack that was rapidly approaching him,

Nangong Mu did not try to resist it head-on.

Before, when he was kicked into the ground,

in order to adjust himself as quickly as possible and launch a surprise attack on Ling Wuyuan from underground,

he, who was already seriously injured, must have paid a considerable price.

Therefore,

his current state is indeed very bad.

Next,

when facing various attacks,

he had better adopt the plan of dodging if he could.

However,

even if he thought so,

how could Ling Wuyuan give him a chance?

Before he could even see how Ling Wuyuan wielded his sword,

sharp sword auras, like a storm, came one after another!

Surrounding Nangong Mu three hundred and sixty degrees!

Giving him no room to dodge, forcing him to resist.

At this moment,

looking at the sword auras surrounding him,

Nangong Mu, who originally wanted to delay for a while,

had no choice but to gather his energy and forcibly wave the long sword in his hand!

Under the extremely fast sword speed,

the layers of sword shadows were also impenetrable!

Immediately, he began to dismantle the sword auras and sword moves!

For a time,

only the huge impact and collision sounds were endless.

It was as if many cultivators were fiercely hacking at each other!

Moreover,

the scattered true energy and shock waves

immediately made the surrounding scenery appear extremely distorted.

Layers of dust and fire

completely surrounded Nangong Mu.

Even the audience outside could not see what was happening inside at all.

In the next moment,

amidst the continuous movements,

Ling Wuyuan's figure disappeared once again.

What replaced it was, at the center of the chaotic scene,

Nangong Mu's body flying out once again!

As if he was a bowling ball thrown with all his might,

his body forcibly smashed all the things that dared to block his path.

Even the already uneven ground

was horizontally smashed out a ravine by his constantly rolling, unstoppable body!

Finally!

Nangong Mu's body, after plowing out a ravine more than three thousand meters long,

was forcibly embedded inside a mountain peak with his limbs spread out!

Also at this time,

under the wrapping of dust and flames,

Ling Wuyuan walked out of the area, where the internal scene was obscured by the aftermath of the sword aura, with a normal expression.

Under his gaze,

before long,

the already scarred Nangong Mu,

finally broke free from the shackles of the mountain body amidst a series of violent coughs.

He walked out of the big pit he had smashed out in an extremely embarrassing manner.

At this moment,

he, who was seriously injured,

found it extremely difficult to even stand.

His originally very straight waist

was also forced to become somewhat hunched due to the influence of various injuries.

Then,

without giving him time to continue adjusting,

Ling Wuyuan's figure had already come to a place not far in front of him.

Under the dim twilight,

although Ling Wuyuan's figure, silently standing in front of Nangong Mu, could not be called tall,

at this moment,

against the backdrop of the scene of ruins everywhere,

with his back to the artificial sun above his head,

just standing there motionless

could make people feel a certain unspeakable sense of oppression.

Especially at the current time, when Nangong Mu was already approaching the end of his rope.

When he hunched his body, tried his best to raise his head, and looked at Ling Wuyuan,

he instinctively narrowed his eyes…

At this time,

when the light sprinkled down,

the shadow from Ling Wuyuan

had already completely enveloped him.

For a time,

he was so dizzy that

he could not even see Ling Wuyuan's facial features clearly.

He could only barely see Ling Wuyuan's pair of deep gray eyes…

Although there was no pretense of majesty,

at this moment,

looking at the eyes that were condescendingly watching him silently,

Nangong Mu's heart still涌现出 a feeling of seeing a god or demon.

That was even a kind of feeling that, just by looking at it, made people deeply feel that the other party was terribly strong…

Of course,

in this regard,

Nangong Mu, who had already been seriously injured by Ling Wuyuan, certainly had the right to speak.

Ling Wuyuan was definitely not just terribly strong in appearance.

He was really terribly strong…

Clearly, he had already tried his best.

But his results were still zero…

Even…

Nangong Mu felt that Ling Wuyuan probably hadn't even disturbed his breathing.

It was still so steady.

However,

after a brief daze,

he quickly came back to his senses.

He wanted to resist any possible attacks.

After all,

Ling Wuyuan's attacks were indeed ruthless and swift!

However,

to his surprise, Ling Wuyuan glanced at him faintly

but did not launch an attack.

Instead, he turned and left straight away.

Even the long sword in his hand was sheathed.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan's slowly leaving back,

Nangong Mu was slightly stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that Ling Wuyuan had already thought that he had no strength to fight again, so he simply didn't bother to attack him.

Nangong Mu naturally did not want to admit this result.

He immediately shouted loudly to Ling Wuyuan:

"Come back!!"

"I can still fight!!"

But even this behavior made him cough up several mouthfuls of blood uncontrollably.

With damaged internal organs and a head injury,

let alone continuing to fight with people,

even wanting to speak loudly was extremely difficult.

Therefore, Ling Wuyuan just replied without turning his head:

"It's meaningless."

"The outcome has been decided."

His footsteps also did not stop at all.

Looking at the gradually receding Ling Wuyuan,

Nangong Mu was even more annoyed!

He decisively tried to catch up with Ling Wuyuan in big strides.

He wanted to prove to the other party that he could still continue fighting.

However,

every time he took a step,

he would uncontrollably cough up two mouthfuls of blood.

Just simply taking three or five steps quickly

immediately made his already pale face even paler.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that his face was as white as paper.

Before long,

he completely uncontrollably knelt on the ground.

Coughing up blood in big mouthfuls.

In those blood,

some fragments of broken internal organs could be faintly seen.

Obviously,

Nangong Mu was really seriously injured!

However,

he was still full of unwillingness!

Kneeling on the ground, he raised his head and stared at Ling Wuyuan's back, trying to get up and wanting to stop Ling Wuyuan…

But everything was ultimately in vain.

Until he completely fainted and was teleported away.

He ultimately failed to stand up again.

At the same time,

in front of Ling Wuyuan,

a new figure soon appeared…

A figure waiting in battle.

At the moment of his appearance,

Ling Wuyuan immediately and keenly judged that although the aura emitted by the other party was very strong, it was always full of a certain sense of emptiness and agitation.

Through this feature,

he instantly realized that the other party had probably taken some special medicine to forcibly stimulate his own potential!!

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