From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

The ocean formed by branches and vines completely engulfed Mu Sheng.

Countless vines wrapped around Mu Sheng's body, even the wooden mask on her face was tightly bound, leaving only one bloodshot eye exposed.

"Yang Xing!!!"

Yang Xing looked at Mu Sheng with a smile on his face. Although his eyes, which were unable to see, were just for decoration, they inexplicably made people feel intensely watched.

He was waiting, waiting for Mu Sheng to use the Demon Blood True Transformation Technique.

"I don't know what you're up to."

Once this technique is used, there is absolutely no turning back. He must find a way to suppress it before it becomes completely and rapidly stronger.

"But, since you really want to see it."

"Then so be it."

The vines and branches completely engulfed Mu Sheng, and her last remaining eye turned scarlet.

Yang Xing looked expectantly at the place where Xiang Musheng was submerged by countless vines.

"boom!!"

Instantly, countless vines and branches swelled up, and a thick arm tore its way out from among them, grabbing the other vines on its body and pulling them outward with force.

"Crack!" The immense strength in his hand far exceeded that of an ordinary person, tearing the vines and branches apart.

Then, a three-meter-tall figure slowly emerged. Mu Sheng's clothes were torn, and the wooden mask on her face shrank to only cover the upper half of her face, leaving only her forehead exposed.

He looked down at Yang Xing, who was also entangled in wood and vines.

"Is this what you wanted to see?"

Having become like this, it's probably difficult to go back. Blood rushed to his head, his heart pounded, and the purple eyes on his forehead opened, coldly staring down at Yang Xing.

"You and I seem to be slightly different." Yang Xing looked at Mu Sheng, whose physique was so different from his own.

Mu Sheng's physique is a result of mastering both the Five Beasts Yuan Gong and the Tiger-Slaying Saber.

His other hand pulled it out from the vines and branches below, and the broadsword, which normally required both hands to hold, was no different from a normal knife in his hand.

Without saying a word, he stomped his foot hard, and the ground beneath the trees immediately sank.

"boom!!"

He shot straight toward Yang Xing.

Around Yang Xing, wooden branches transformed into spears, charging straight towards Mu Sheng.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The wooden spear struck Mu Sheng as if it were hitting steel, leaving only a white spot on his body, while the wooden spear shattered directly.

He swung his broadsword forcefully at Yang Xing.

"Die!!!"

Yang Xing's purple eyes on his forehead suddenly emitted a beam of purple light, and Mu Sheng's knife collided with that beam of purple light.

"boom!!"

Mu Sheng knew what the purple light was; it was actually another mouth. The purple eyes on its forehead, besides providing him with extra vision, could also directly bypass the mouth and drain the opponent's life energy.

But that's an ability that only those with the Purple Blood level possess.

The beam of light was actually something like gas inside the body.

Or rather, it is the energy of demons.

But this time, Mu Sheng's body flew backward and landed on the ground. Countless vines grew rapidly, trying to entangle Mu Sheng's body.

With a powerful swing of his broadsword, Mu Sheng instantly severed the vines.

Countless wooden branches transformed into sharp arrows, hurtling straight at him. Mu Sheng raised his broadsword to block in front of him, mainly protecting his head and chest.

However, these arrows, when they hit him, could not harm him at all.

The ground beneath her feet suddenly surged, and a wooden hand quickly lifted Mu Sheng up, gripping her tightly.

"boom!"

But the wooden hands clenched tightly together, and one finger flew out, smashing directly at Yang Xing.

Countless vines grew rapidly, wrapping around the huge wooden finger, reaching about the height of a person, and barely stopping at the tip of Yang Xing's nose.

At that moment, the wooden hand shattered instantly with a "boom," as Mu Sheng's full-force kick crushed it.

He flew through the air toward the wooden finger and punched it directly.

"boom!"

Then, he suddenly spun around in mid-air and slashed his knife fiercely at Yang Xing.

This move.

It had no name; it was a full-force strike, pouring all his energy and the demonic power emerging within him into this single blow.

The entire blade suddenly emitted a blood-red light.

"boom!!!"

Yang Xing was sent flying backwards, and the vines and branches wrapped around his body were torn apart in an instant. Just as he was about to break free of the area above the tree, countless vines grew rapidly, wrapped around his body, and tried to pull him back.

And at that very moment.

Mu Sheng had already rushed in front of him, and the broadsword in her hand pierced directly through Yang Xing's chest.

"Pfft!" Yang Xing spat out a mouthful of purple blood.

"Purple Blood." Mu Sheng looked at Yang Xing in surprise, he thought the other party had already advanced to Black Blood.

"Hahaha, you did it." Yang Xing still had a smile on his face. He wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Xiang Musheng with a smile, saying, "Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished. It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't come yet."

"What kind of 'good begets good, evil begets evil' principle is this?" Mu Sheng said in a deep voice. With such a direct piercing through the chest, even a demon would not survive.

"Do you know? I could have become even stronger." Yang Xing's lifeless eyes looked at the leaves hanging on the huge tree branch, and he could vaguely see human figures among the leaves.

"If I eat them, I can become incredibly powerful, but I don't want to become that kind of demon completely."

The vines pulled at his body, pushing it even further, and the broadsword that had pierced his body went even deeper.

The two were only about the size of a fist apart.

He coughed up blood: "At least, I want to die as a human being in the end. I'm just one short. The last one... I'll leave it to you."

His head drooped down and rested directly on Mu Sheng's shoulder.

"I have given you everything."

His face was beaming with a bright smile, and the purple eyes on his forehead were flashing with an eerie purple light. A beam of purple light shot directly into Mu Sheng's forehead.

Yang Xing's body was visibly withered, as if it had turned into an old tree.

"Stop!!!" Yang Baixing rushed up from below at this moment.

"Whoosh." Yang Xing slowly closed his eyes with a smile on his face, his body turning into countless ashes and disappearing completely.

Mu Sheng then looked down.

The leader of the Hundred Martial Sect, with one hand inserted into the tree trunk, steadied himself. Jing Yu, standing on a knife stuck in the tree trunk, squinted at him. There was also a sword stuck in the tree trunk. The leader of the Red Feather Pavilion was looking up at him.

Yang Baixing charged straight at Mu Sheng.

But in the end... it was too late.

"You deserve to die!!!" Yang Baixing roared.