"With the power of the spirit weapon activated, does Gu Fei really want to kill someone?" The disciples watching the battle were all filled with shock.
Spirit weapons are divine weapons that only those at the Divine Fire Realm can wield, but those at the Metamorphosis Realm can also activate them with special powers, unleashing terrifying might.
At this moment, Gu Fei seemed to be using his bloodline power to unleash the might of his spiritual weapon. This sword strike was fierce and unmatched, instantly tightening everyone's hearts.
At this moment, Mu Qingyun was locked onto by the spirit weapon, with nowhere left to dodge and could only fight head-on. No one could help her. Some disciples even closed their eyes, unable to bear watching Mu Qingyun fall.
Facing Gu Fei's spiritual weapon strike, Mu Qingyun took a deep breath, his gaze sharp yet resolute, murmuring softly:
"Third Brother said, with a sword in your heart, the sword is the soul, the sword is intent, the person is the sword, the sword is the person, fearless, fearless—this is what a sword cultivator is.
A sword cultivator is one who can sever heaven and earth, all laws and paths, and none of them can sever them. Whether ascending to heaven or descending into earth, facing hardships and obstacles, crossing shackles, all are cut down with a single sword. Mu
Qingyun's voice was full of determination, each word resolute and powerful, carrying an unstoppable momentum and a resolve to die if not successful.
At that moment, it seemed the entire world froze. Outside, the head of the Discipline Institute, Master Yunyang, Master Dongming, and other powerful figures all looked shocked.
Mu Qingyun's current cultivation level was insignificant before them, but the resolve she displayed now, combined with the aura of body and Dao merging with heaven and earth as she recited the text, moved them all.
"If this woman does not die, her future is limitless." The head of the Discipline Institute muttered to himself.
"Long Chen truly is a miraculous existence." Master Yunyang glanced at Long Chen, who was still running wildly, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. As a Heaven-level mentor, he too had to sincerely admire Long Chen's methods.
"Buzz"
At that moment, the longsword in Mu Qingyun's hand trembled. There was no rune light, no celestial phenomena, but in that instant, the sword seemed to come alive.
A fierce sword will erupted; even through the formation, people could seem to feel its sharp aura.
"Ssshh"
At that moment, Mu Qingyun's longsword and Gu Fei's spiritual weapon sword slashed down simultaneously, colliding with the two swords.
With a loud explosion, runes flew everywhere. Mu Qingyun and Gu Fei both staggered backward, both spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
"They actually fought to a close footage."
"Mu Qingyun is amazing, using an ordinary longsword to withstand a strike from a spiritual weapon."
"Oh my god, how did she do it?"
Seeing Mu Qingyun actually block the blow, countless people were both delighted and shocked by him. Mu Qingyun's sword strike was truly astonishing.
Mu Qingyun and Gu Fei both retreated more than ten steps at the same time. Gu Fei forced himself to steady himself, then suddenly opened his mouth wide and spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.
"Crack."
At that moment, a shocking scene unfolded: the spiritual longsword in Gu Fei's hand suddenly snapped in half.
"This ..."
People were shocked. The spiritual artifact had actually been cut off by an ordinary weapon. How could that be?
It was as if a paper knife and a steel knife were slashing each other—the steel knife actually got broken, which was unbelievable.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
At that moment, Mu Qingyun's long sword emitted a cracking sound, covered in cracks, and finally exploded with a thunderous crash, turning into iron fragments that scattered in the wind.
One was a Mortal Iron, the other a divine weapon, yet both were defeated—this outcome was simply unbelievable.
The long sword shattered, and Mu Qingyun's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and an unhealthy blush appeared on his cheeks. Clearly, Mu Qingyun had paid a tremendous price for this strike.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Gu Fei let out a beast-like roar. His brow split open, blood seeping out, and his eyes were blood-red, as if possessed.
"Mu Qingyun, I will tear you to pieces, crush your bones to dust."
Gu Fei's face twisted with rage. The spiritual energy longsword was activated by bloodline power, but the sword shattered, causing his bloodline to tremble. Nearly half of the inheritance runes within his ancestral blood had disappeared.
This means that Mu Qingyun's sword strike had seriously damaged his Dao foundation, and in the future, his family's innate divine abilities might not be inherited.
Thinking of this, Gu Fei's hatred surged with anger. He had originally agreed to help Chu Kuang in battle, partly because the family had received a letter from the Chu family hoping Gu Fei would assist. The Chu family not only proposed some business cooperation but also promised Gu Fei an enticing reward.
Therefore, Gu Fei, faced with his family and interests, gave up the chance to defeat Luo Bing and make a name for himself.
But he never expected that in the battle with Mu Qingyun, not only was his spiritual artifact severed, but nearly half of his bloodline runes disappeared. It was an unbearable pain. In other words, his cultivation path could only reach the Divine Fire Realm, never reaching the Four Extremes Realm.
For a genius, this was even more painful than being killed. For a moment, his rage surged, almost maddening.
"Die!"
Gu Fei let out a beast-like roar, and another long sword appeared in his hand—this one was also a spiritual weapon.
This was Gu Fei's own weapon. Although it wasn't as good as the borrowed one, it was still extremely powerful.
"Pfft!"
He spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto the long sword. The blade buzzed loudly, and he actually activated his spiritual weapon with his essence blood, indicating he had entered a frenzied state.
Gu Fei struck at Mu Qingyun with his sword. At this moment, Mu Qingyun was seriously injured, and the best choice was to dodge, waiting for others to arrive and charge the altar together.
But Mu Qingyun didn't do it. She drew another long sword and actually slashed straight at Gu Fei.
"Boom!"
The longsword in Mu Qingyun's hand shattered, sending him flying backward. The shattered sword pierced her body, blood instantly staining her long robe. Everyone present cried out in shock.
"What's wrong with her? Why fight so hard? "Luo Ning clenched her fists anxiously. Li Cai and the others were almost there, and Long Chen was getting closer. Wait a little while, and Long Chen would be here. Forcing a fight now would be too much less cost-effective."
"Under Long Chen's guidance, Mu Qingyun has already chosen the path of a sword cultivator. In battle, it's like a long sword drawn—advancing without retreating, attacking but not defending. If she chooses to retreat, her swordsmanship will be greatly affected."
She might even have her Dao heart clouded and develop inner demons, so even if she died, she could not retreat unless she gave up the path of a sword cultivator. "Master Yunyang sighed.
After Master Yunyang explained this, everyone finally understood—sword cultivators are just too stubborn. Not even allowed to retreat? Knowing you're going to die but still fight for it? How is that any different from being a fool?
"Die."
Gu Fei was also stumbled from the shock, but seeing Mu Qingyun on the verge of collapse, Gu Fei seized the opportunity and slashed down with his sword, showing no sign of mercy.
Gu Fei charged forward. Mu Qingyun's expression was solemn. He drew another long sword, his body already shaking, but her hand remained steady, her gaze resolute, and her face showed no fear.
"Don't ...!"
The female disciples watching cried out in alarm, unable to bear watching Mu Qingyun bleed on the spot.