I am Master Maoshan

"It seems that your friend has abandoned you." Liu Jun looked at the silver-white long sword that had gone away and said to Mu Shaohua. His tone was cold, as if he was talking about something insignificant. However, this sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing Mu Shaohua's heart fiercely, making him feel miserable.

"Kill me, kill me if you have the guts." Mu Shaohua closed his eyes, looking like he was ready to die.

Mu Shaohua's voice was low, but full of determination. He had no way out and could only bite the bullet and face the impending death.

However, Mu Shaohua did not wait for the final blow. He felt a breeze brushing his cheek, and then a powerful force surrounded him tightly, as if telling him that death would not come so easily.

"Alas, I didn't want to save him, but I suddenly remembered that there was something very important on him that I had to take away.

The silver-white long sword flew back again, but this time there was no silver thread behind it. Instead, there was a young man in a moon-white robe. The young man held a folding fan, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, looking confident, as if everything was under control. His eyes were sharp, revealing an unquestionable aura that made people feel awed.

"Are you the Gong Qing?" Liu Jun frowned slightly and asked. He held the Dark Sword in his hand, the sword was shining with cold light, and a sharp sword intent rushed straight to the silver sword.

"The name is just a code name. You can call me whatever you want." Gong Qing replied with a smile, as if he turned a blind eye to Liu Jun's hostility. His eyes flashed with a cunning light, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Oh? Stupid?" Liu Jun raised his eyebrows, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. His fat hand gently stroked the hilt of the sword, as if waiting for something.

Gong Qing smiled slightly, not angry, and did not answer, but just shook his head gently. There was a trace of deep regret in his eyes, as if he was regretting something.

The air around them suddenly became tense, and an invisible pressure filled the air. The atmosphere between Liu Jun and Gong Qing became extremely tense, as if it was about to explode.

"Let's talk about it. I'll take the stuff out of his body, but I'll leave him to you and I won't take him away. How about that?" Gong Qing said in a negotiating tone.

"Don't listen to him, he is the mastermind behind all this. He was the one who chose the people for me to take Yin to replenish Yang, and he was also the one who asked me to come in and find your friend Liu Qingxuan." When Mu Shaohua heard that Gong Qing had no intention of saving him but simply wanted to take the things out of his body, he immediately became anxious and shouted frantically.

"You won't give me your things, and you won't give me your people. But I also want to stay with you." Liu Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at Gong Qing.

He naturally knew that Mu Shaohua wanted to drag Gong Qing into the water and wanted to use him to keep Gong Qing, but he didn't mind because he had planned to keep Gong Qing anyway.

"Then there's nothing we can do. We can only give it a try." Gong Qing sighed and waved his folding fan in the air.

"Swoosh" another long sword appeared in the air.

The sword was completely black, with a red gem inlaid on the hilt. The sword was glowing coldly, making people shudder.

Gong Qing retracted the folding fan in his hand, and the long sword flew into his hand. He stood with the sword in his hand, looking at Mu Shaohua coldly.

"What do you mean?" Mu Shaohua looked at the sword in Gong Qing's hand, his face turning pale.

"It's nothing, I just want you to understand how I feel right now. I originally wanted to take your things and save your life, but now it seems that's unnecessary." Gong Qing sneered, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Mu Shaohua's eyes were filled with despair, his gaze was like falling into an ice cave, cold and desperate. He instinctively looked at Liu Jun, hoping to get some help from him, but he soon realized that Liu Jun's malice might be more serious than Gong Qing's. You know, Gong Qing just wanted him to die, but Liu Jun wanted to torture him to death.

At this moment, there was a cold light flashing in Liu Jun's eyes, a light that made people shudder, like the north wind in the cold winter, biting and cold.

In such a tense atmosphere, the sound of a sword broke the silence. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it could pierce the sky. Liu Jun's hand loosened slightly, and the Dark Sword flew out of his hand and flew into the sky as if it had life. The sword drew a beautiful arc in the sky, and the sound of the sword became more and more piercing, as if it was telling something. The black sword and the silver sword in Gong Qing's hand trembled uncontrollably, as if they were attracted by the sound of the Dark Sword. There was a trace of greed in his eyes. He looked at the Dark Sword in the air and exclaimed: "What a good sword."

Liu Jun sneered, not hiding his greed for Gong Qing: "Why, you want it?"

The tone was full of sarcasm and provocation, as if he deliberately wanted to fight with the other party.

Gong Qing did not answer directly, but just smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with desire for the Dark Sword: "I have a destiny with this sword, so this sword should be mine." His tone was firm, as if he had already regarded the Dark Sword as his own.

"Gate Gate Paragate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha..." Gong Qing's voice sounded like the Buddhist chant coming from afar, low and melodious. Every word seemed to be engraved on an ancient stone tablet, carrying a heavy religious atmosphere and mysterious power.

Suddenly, there seemed to be some powerful force descending between heaven and earth. That force was like a violent storm, fierce and swift. Gong Qing's body seemed to have become a container for this force. His face, originally with clear lines and handsome face, instantly became hideous and terrifying under the impact of this force. His eyes were like two bright stars, releasing a deep and mysterious light. Under the influence of this force, the originally elegant black hair instantly turned into a dazzling golden color, as if there was a flame burning.

At the same time, the black sword appeared out of thin air again, the blade was straight, and the hilt was held in Gong Qing's hand. The air around the sword seemed to be torn apart, and the black light spread like a tide, covering the sky, covering the stars, and plunging the whole world into darkness. This power was so strong that people could not look directly at it, and it made people feel awe.

Liu Jun's face became solemn. He had not taken Gong Qing seriously before, because the gap between their strength was too big. He had felt Gong Qing's strength before, but he was just a mid-level master god. He was confident that he could easily defeat him in a short time. However, Gong Qing's aura and strength now made him feel a little bit of the aura of a half-step god king. This meant that Gong Qing's strength had far exceeded his expectations, and might even have surpassed him.

All this happened in a flash, and Gong Qing's change made Liu Jun feel pressured and threatened. He knew that this opponent was by no means an easy one, and was definitely a tough character.

Gong Qing slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Liu Jun. The sword flashed with cold light. His face was ferocious and his eyes revealed an unspeakable cruelty. He stood high above Liu Jun's head and said in a commanding tone: "Give me the sword and I will spare your life. Otherwise, you will die." His voice was cold and firm, as if he had already decided Liu Jun's fate.

However, Liu Jun just laughed softly, and his eyes revealed a hint of teasing: "This breath is quite evil." As soon as he finished speaking, a black air spread out from his body, lingering around him like smoke. The black air became more and more, as if attracted by something, constantly gathering together, and then quickly spreading to the surroundings.

The black air was so dense that it was suffocating. Even in the distance, Liu Jun could no longer be seen. It was as if he had been swallowed by the black air and disappeared into the darkness. His confrontation with Gong Qing was also transmitted to the large square outside by the mirror crystal.

The crowd in the square was silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the big screen, their eyes were full of tension and expectation. Although they didn't know Liu Jun and Gong Qing, they all knew that these two people were definitely the top strong men in this world.

Normally, they would never see a battle between strong men of this level. To them, really seeing a battle of this level would definitely be of great benefit to them.

In the past, it was something that could only be encountered by chance, but today they were fortunate enough to witness this top-level showdown with their own eyes, which made each of them feel nervous.

Gong Qing snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with determination. The black sword in his hand was like a black lightning, cutting through the air and pointing directly at the black fog where Liu Jun was. He swung the sword down fiercely, his movements firm and decisive.

At the same time, the black light was also gathering rapidly, forming a huge long sword. The long sword was shining, and the sword body exuded the breath of death, and it smashed down fiercely. Its sword body was like a black lightning, tearing the air, carrying a strong wind, rushing straight into the sky, and suddenly falling down.

Under everyone's gaze, the huge sword penetrated the black fog surrounding Liu Jun. The black fog seemed to be a bottomless black hole, sucking everything in. The black fog, which looked soft and seemed to be split apart at any time, showed amazing power at this moment.

From a distance, it looked like a monster's mouth, swallowing the huge sword as delicious food. The black mist wrapped around the huge sword, as if it was devouring its power. This scene was jaw-dropping, and it was impossible to believe what I saw.

Gong Qing frowned slightly. He did not expect that Liu Jun's black mist would have such a powerful force. However, he did not give up, but strengthened his determination. He swung the black sword in his hand again, and the sword light flashed like a black dragon, launching a more fierce attack on Liu Jun's black mist.

(End of this chapter)