Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Within the frozen space, the battle was still going on. It was still extremely intense, and the sounds of battle continuously rang out.    

Endless amounts of mist rose from the impact, enveloping an area of fifteen meters. Two human figures flashed back and forth, the blue and red Spiritual Energy was magnificent, the sword beams and shadows crisscrossed in a crisscross pattern, with blood occasionally sprinkling everywhere.    

It could be seen that Chu Mo and Tong Junming had already used their full strength, and were no longer probing like before.    

"Crack!"    

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the surrounding ice. It was caused by the strong impact from the inside.    

Afterwards, a series of crisp sounds could be heard. More cracks appeared on the surface of the frozen space, spreading out in all directions like a spider web. Soon, the cracks covered every nook and cranny of the space.    

"Rumble!"    

Suddenly, thunder from the nine heavens echoed in the hall.    

Immediately afterwards, a peerless tyrannical wave of energy howled through the arena, dispersing the surrounding water vapor. It rolled out in all directions, and with an extremely high speed, it slammed into the frozen space in the surroundings.    

"Bang!"    

Finally, the icy-blue icicle couldn't withstand the force from the impact and exploded, turning into icicles that shot out in all directions.    

Seeing that, Yuezheng Hanrui and the rest were immediately shocked, they immediately took action and brandished their Spiritual Energy, causing the ice shards to tremble, and the water mist to dissipate, slowly scattering down.    

After the water vapor completely dispersed, the scene finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.    

At this time, Chu Mo and Tong Junming stood facing each other, both of them looked to be in a sorry state, with Clothes s on their bodies slightly damaged, leaving behind large and small sword wounds.    

"The Swordsmanship is not bad, Chu Mo!"    

Tong Junming looked at Chu Mo, a rare look of seriousness in his eyes.    

Chu Mo said in the same manner: "Your Swordsmanship is also very strong!"    

Tong Junming said: "What a pity, you and I are bound to only be opponents, otherwise, being a Friend would be pretty good."    

Chu Mo smiled slightly, and said: "If you want to be a Friend, you can, as long as you put down the sword in your hand!"    

Tong Junming shook his head, and said: "It's too late. Today, we must have a victor. "    

With that, Tong Junming glanced at the other fights in the arena.    

Other than Rong Aoxin who lost to him, there were still two other fights on the stage. One was Qi Wenbai and Xu Zhilei, while the other was Lin Lexian and Lian Xiu Yong.    

However, the two of them were pretty close, so when they fought, it actually ended up with two different battles. When the four of them fought, fresh blood would occasionally float to the ground, and it looked like it was even more intense than the battle between Tong Junming and Chu Mo.    

Looking at the bloody battlefield, Chu Mo could not help but remember the words Qi Wenbai and Yue Shan asked before the fight: "Do you want to die or live!"    

Those two had actually treated this battle as a death match, trying to see if they could kill each other.    

It was a pity that Xu Zhilei and Lian Xiu Yong were fellow disciples of the same sect. With their Martial Skills, they had the same origin, so when they complemented each other, they were naturally extremely skilled.    

As a result, the battle became more and more intense. All of them went all out, wanting to take down their opponents. The fierce battle continued without end, and they suffered heavy injuries. However, it was difficult for it to end in a short period of time.    

In this sort of situation, the direction of the battle was ultimately decided by Chu Mo and Tong Junming.    

Just as Tong Junming had said, he and Chu Mo no longer had any other choice but to continue fighting until one side emerged victorious.    

Thinking to this point, Chu Mo silently raised the Long sword in his hands and looked straight at Tong Junming.    

Tong Junming also raised his fan, holding up the ice blue Sword Light, and said: "Come, Brother Chu, it's about time."    

As his voice fell, Tong Junming swung out the folding fan in his hand, carrying an ice blue Sword Light of about ten meters in length.    

This strike seemed very ordinary!    

However, the moment this sword was unleashed, the entire world's spiritual energy was actually activated. It churned in the air, and like a raging wind, it vibrated in the air above.