Perfect World: Start by traveling to the Wuwang Mansion

Chapter 64 Defeat Shi Yi

The situation on the ninth-level Taoist platform was extremely tense, with the two of them facing each other from a distance.

One held a spear and the other held a fan.

The two ends were staring at each other from a distance. Although both of them looked a little embarrassed at the moment, there was no sign of decline in their momentum.

On the contrary, as they collided with each other, their momentum became higher and higher, and their soaring fighting spirit seemed to be about to break through the clouds.

Both of them had scars from the battle, which were equally severe. The blood stains on the torn corners of their clothes spread out like small blood-red flowers.

Both of them were breathing rapidly, and their heavy breathing sounds echoed on the stage.

The violent waves caused by the battle were blowing the robes of the two men wildly, making them rustle in the wind.

The eyes of the two men met at the same time, and the divine light in their eyes clashed in the void, as if to create sparks.

The violent wind around them slowly calmed down under their captivating gaze.

The fighting spirit in their bodies has risen to an extremely high critical point during the battle, and their momentum is gushing out involuntarily.

Under the pressure of their momentum, the wind that had just calmed down gradually became violent again, and the wild and anxious atmosphere became even more intense.

The battle is about to break out.

The two forces were colliding with each other, incompatible with each other, with no sign of easing up.

Qi and blood are rising, war unexpectedly overflows, disturbing one side.

The battle begins!

Their eyes were filled with madness, and blood-red flames rose around them, growing in the wind.

Blood and energy slowly spread over the platform with the two of them as the center. The two of them collided with each other like the center of two whirlpools.

In a competition of blood and energy, this blazing blood and energy seemed to turn into thousands of troops and horses, attacking madly in the air.

The burning air was hissing, making horrible wails.

The colliding blood and energy were stirring the surrounding environment madly, and waves of heat filled the space.

The two refused to give in to each other, and after a stalemate, they quickly withdrew their energy in resistance.

However, this made the situation even more rigid, and a new battle began before the intense feeling in the air dissipated.

The two looked at each other from a distance, saw the heat in each other's eyes, and said nothing more. At this point, anything they said would be just nonsense.

"Step on Yin and Yang! Go against all directions!"

"Instant body! Wuji!"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and the next moment their figures disappeared from the spot, with only the dust they raised telling everything.

Their figures turned into two rays of light, one black and one white, that continuously collided in the air, hitting from the ground to the air, and from the air to the edge of the platform.

Their bodies would occasionally hit the barrier of the formation, making bang bang sounds. The huge force caused their collision to create ripples on the barrier.

Their figures rolled several times on the barrier, and after exchanging a few moves with each other, they quickly separated.

Layers of circular air waves were generated when they broke through the space, following closely behind the two of them and decorating them with halos.

They were like gods descending from heaven, displaying their might and bravery.

As the number of their collisions increased, countless attacks collided with each other within a few breaths, and the endless sounds piled up on each other, and in an instant the sound seemed to disappear.

A silent world was created, with only the light emitted by the constant collisions occupying the entire space.

In the eyes of the two, the whole world is in a silent, colorless state.

There was nothing in their eyes except the other's movements. The only sounds they could hear were their own heartbeats and their own rapid breathing. In their hands, they only felt the coldness of their weapons. They held their weapons tightly, and their fighting spirit continued to rise.
"Thumping"

The heart beats vigorously, squeezing the blood in the chest cavity, sending fresh blood to all parts of the body, and providing the body with a constant supply of energy.

"Swish"

Shi Qingyun opened the fan in his hand to block the white disc that Shi Yi was sweeping over. The white air wave blew his robe.

He quickly pulled back the gun, changed it from a swing to a straight stab, and attacked again.

The silver spear pierced straight into the fan, but the soft fan held the silver spear firmly in place.

Shi Qingyun changed his steps, twisted his body, turned around and kicked sideways.

He kicked the silver spear, which instantly bent into a semicircle. The huge force fell on Shi Yi even though he held it tightly with both hands.

Shi Yi couldn't help but take half a step back. The silver spear in his hand kept trembling in the air, and even his hands were shaking.

Seeing this, Shi Qingyun quickly came to his side, closed the fan, and the black fan bones glowed with metallic luster. He swung it downwards with tremendous force, and the black fan seemed to cut through the sky.

He fell towards Shi Yi, feeling the strong wind blowing straight at his face, and quickly raised the trembling silver spear in his hand to resist.

"clang"

The fan fell on the silver spear, and Shi Qingyun exerted force with his five fingers.

"Swish"

Like a peacock spreading its tail, the fan quickly unfolded, and the arc drawn in the air moved towards Shi Yi.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly jumped back and narrowly avoided the fan that was about to cut his face.

Shi Qingyun took advantage of the victory and pursued the opponent, cutting along the direction of the silver spear towards the hand holding the silver spear.

Shi Yi quickly loosened his hand on the silver spear to dodge.

Shi Qingyun had anticipated this. Instantly, a red glow rose from his body. He took advantage of the situation and kicked sideways quickly, hitting Shi Yi's waist and abdomen accurately and fiercely.

"puff"

Shi Yi's body instantly arched and a powerful airflow penetrated Shi Yi's back. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his body instantly flew backwards.

"Ding Dong"

His silver spear flew out of his hand, spun several times in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Shi Yi's body rolled on the ground for several circles before slowly stopping.

Shi Qingyun closed his fan with a swish, and the sharpness emanating from it was instantly restrained.

He was breathing heavily, his body rising and falling, and the blood-red aura on his body dissipated.

Shi Yi, with disheveled hair, knelt on one leg and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The madness in his eyes slowly faded away, and his aura stagnated.

He stood up slowly, raised his head and looked at Shi Qingyun with a wave of indifference in his tone.

"Is this what failure feels like? It's really unpleasant!"

"But I won't lose again next time!"

As he finished his words, the giant eye behind him appeared again, and the blood in his body was burning wildly.

The chains locked on the giant eye were constantly swinging.

(End of this chapter)