But he had only just steadied himself when, with a boom, Xu Taiping tore through the air toward him, bearing a gigantic fist shadow.
"Blade formation, open!"
With his life hanging in the balance, Mu Yun could no longer afford to hold anything back for Zhang Moyan in the next round. He brought out his trump card, the Ten-Extinction Blade Formation.
Yet just as he was about to unleash the blade formation, a voice suddenly reached his ears:
"Brother Mu Yun, I heard you were still wetting the bed regularly when you were eight."
At those words, the blade qi Mu Yun had managed to gather collapsed with a boom.
At the same time, Xu Taiping's fist slammed heavily into Mu Yun's chest once again with a thud.
For this punch, he used the Baxia Form.
Although the Guangling Pavilion's Ancestor's black sand protected Mu Yun, the terrifying force of the Baxia Form, powered by a Soaring Dragon Realm dragon whale physique and combined with the force-delivery technique of Thousandfold Force, blasted blood mist from all over his body.
Then, with a boom, Mu Yun's body flew backward in a straight line once more.
Bang!
This time, battered in both body and mind, Mu Yun ultimately failed to remain on the Golden Scale Platform despite still having the strength to fight. His body slammed heavily into the wall of the Golden Scale Pool.
"How is this possible? How could Elder Brother lose to this mere cultivator from True Martial Heaven?"
Mu Yuchen froze at the sight.
"There must be a spy among us who let Xu Taiping know beforehand that the Young Master knew the Spirit-Invoking Spell!"
"Exactly. Judging by what just happened, even if the Young Master's spirit invocation failed, he could still have remained undefeated by unleashing the