"Hao 'er!" Nangong Tian's voice was heard again. His eyes were bloodshot because even he could tell how dangerous the attack was.
If Nangong Hao didn't give up on devouring Yan Xiu's Bloody Landscape at the last moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Master Nangong, you seem to be very excited?" Yan Yin smiled as he looked at Nangong Tian's clenched fist.
"Yan Yin, don't be too proud!"
"Oh? Master Nangong, are you going to fight me again? "
"Hmph!" Nangong Tian snorted coldly and his face darkened. He looked at Nangong Hao and the wound on Nangong Hao's shoulder, and his aura became a little unstable.
Yan Xiu was also looking at Nangong Hao at this moment.
Yan Xiu obviously didn't believe what Fang Zhengzhi said just now. Or rather, he didn't completely believe him. However, it didn't include tacit understanding.
That was because tacit understanding could only be achieved after a long period of practice.
For example, the attack that he and Fang Zhengzhi cooperated with just now.
Nangong Hao immediately used the Blood Offering Illustration to devour the Bloody Landscape when the Bloody Landscape attacked. If everything went according to plan, Nangong Hao could have devoured the Bloody Landscape or reflected it back.
However, Fang Zhengzhi had already attacked before Nangong Hao finished devouring the Bloody Landscape.
This meant that Fang Zhengzhi had already predicted Nangong Hao's move the moment he attacked. That was why Fang Zhengzhi could take advantage of the moment Nangong Hao swallowed the energy to attack.
"Is it a coincidence?" Yan Xiu wanted to ask what was going on, but now was not the time. That was because Fang Zhengzhi moved again after injuring Nangong Hao with his sword.
One punch!
It landed directly on the wound on Nangong Hao's shoulder!
Blood splattered again.
It could be said that Fang Zhengzhi was indeed taking advantage of his opponent's weakness to the extreme. As long as he landed a blow, he would immediately follow up with a second blow, or even a third blow.
Yan Xiu also understood this logic.
Therefore, he knew that if he delayed any longer, the outcome of the Martial Arts Competition would be revealed. Therefore, it would be meaningless for him to attack now.
He didn't hesitate anymore.
That was because he had never been a hesitant person.
In an instant, Yan Xiu moved again. His body turned into a black shadow and appeared in front of Nangong Hao at an extremely fast speed.
"Boom!" A loud sound rang out.
Nangong Hao, who was already injured, was sent flying again. His face became extremely pale, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Below the altar.
Dao Xin, who was initially a little nervous, finally relaxed at this moment. However, there was an unconcealable complexity in her eyes.
"Xiu, it's not that I'm cruel. If not for the fact that I have no other choice, I definitely wouldn't lie to you, and I don't want you to have any contact with Fang Zhengzhi again. However, apart from you, no one else can do this …" Dao Xin's lips parted as she looked up at the sky. "Fang Zhengzhi, I never thought that you would still be alive. However, you did survive. Therefore, even if I have to pay a heavy price and take a huge risk, I have to kill you again!"
"Xin, are you worried that Yan Xiu will regain his memory after coming into contact with Fang Zhengzhi?" Dao Hun's voice was heard.
"No, I'm not worried about that." Dao Xin shook her head.
"Hmm, you really don't have to worry, because it's impossible for Yan Xiu to regain his memory." Dao Hun nodded when he heard this.
"I know." Dao Xin nodded and looked at Yan Xiu. She naturally knew what Dao Hun meant, but her eyes still revealed a hint of worry. "Actually, what I'm really afraid of is not that Yan Xiu will regain his memory, but whether the two of them will become friends again!"
Dao Xin did not finish her sentence. That was because as long as Yan Xiu was able to do his best today, she would not be overly worried and it would no longer exist.
But fortunately …
In such a battle, even if Yan Xiu's heart wavered, he wouldn't have too much time to find out the truth due to the circumstances.
Rumble! A rumbling sound resounded once more.
Dao Xin's guess was right. That was because Yan Xiu didn't have the time to think too much. Everything was going according to her plan.
With the tacit cooperation between Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengzhi, Nangong Hao basically had no way to retaliate. He was forced to retreat again and again, and was almost at the edge of the altar.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi didn't seem to be wary of Yan Xiu at all. He stood in front of Yan Xiu and continued to attack Nangong Hao.
"Yan Xiu, it's the last attack!" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Nangong Hao, who had already retreated to the edge of the altar, and his smile became brighter.
"Hmm." Yan Xiu nodded. At the same time, he tightened his grip on the Silver Blood Fan and looked determined.
At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi moved again.
Just like before, he dashed towards Nangong Hao. The Traceless Sword in his hand was flowing with a demonic purple light, and he slashed at Nangong Hao without any hesitation.
Nangong Hao pressed one hand on his shoulder and the other held the Wuwei Sword. He looked determined when he saw Fang Zhengzhi dashing towards him again.
He didn't retreat anymore because he had nowhere else to retreat to.
Boom! A loud sound was heard.
The bloody light shot into the sky and blocked the sunlight completely, causing the entire sky to look as if it was dyed red by blood.
A blood mist filled the air. Sometimes, it turned into streams of light, and sometimes, it turned into blood-colored characters. It was cold and frightening.
Then, a figure suddenly flew out from the bloody light. Like a stream of light, it drew an arc in the air and landed heavily on the ground.
"Rumble!" The ground cracked.
"Did he win?!"
"Is it finally over?"
"Nangong Hao lost?"
When the surrounding disciples saw this, they immediately looked at the figure on the ground. However, when they saw who it was, their eyes widened.
That was because the person on the ground wasn't Nangong Hao.
It was Fang Zhengzhi!
"What's going on?!"
"Fang Zhengzhi … was sent flying?"
"How is that possible?"
If this had happened an hour ago, and Fang Zhengzhi had been sent flying by Nangong Hao's attack at the start of the battle, the surrounding disciples would not have been surprised.
However, now …
Fang Zhengzhi clearly had the upper hand, but he was suddenly sent flying at this moment. Undoubtedly, the surrounding disciples couldn't believe it.
Not only the surrounding disciples couldn't believe it.
Within the Five Sects of the Holy Region, Mo Shanshi, Mu Qingfeng, and even Qian Yu were obviously shocked. They had no idea what was going on.
However, the reality was that Fang Zhengzhi had indeed fallen to the ground, and from his expression, he seemed to be in extreme pain.
"Nangong Hao, you … I didn't expect you to have a final move …" Fang Zhengzhi's body suddenly straightened, then his eyeballs rolled and he immediately fainted.
This unforeseen event happened too quickly.
"He fainted?!"
"He fainted just like that?"
"It can't be?"
The surrounding disciples didn't know how to react. After all, Fang Zhengzhi was too weak compared to his previous imposing manner.
If he was sent flying, he could just get up and fight again.
What did he mean by fainting straight away?
The disciples looked at Fang Zhengzhi, who had fainted, and then at Nangong Hao, who was surrounded by the bloody light. They couldn't accept it.
In fact, it wasn't just the disciples who couldn't accept it. Even Nangong Hao, who was the victim, had an obvious look of shock on his face. He stared at the unconscious Fang Zhengzhi and was stunned for a moment.
It was a very strange atmosphere.
It was so strange that even Bai Fei, who had been calm all this while, stopped tapping on the armrest of his chair. His fingers were suspended in mid-air and almost didn't move at all.
However, if there was one person who wasn't too shocked at the top of the Heaven Zen Mountain, that person would definitely be Dao Xin, who was sitting in front of the Yin Yang Hall.
"Xiu, thank you." Dao Xin's lips moved slightly, then she looked at the cold figure standing in the middle of the battlefield.
However, as compared to Dao Xin's calmness, Yan Xiu's expression wasn't as calm. In fact, he even looked a little stunned.
Moreover, his expression was almost exactly the same as Nangong Hao's.
Yan Xiu looked at the unconscious Fang Zhengzhi, then at Nangong Hao, who was surrounded by the bloody light, and stood rooted to the ground in a daze.
Until he heard a voice beside his ear.
"Yan Xiu, seize the opportunity!" This voice naturally came from the Yin Yang Hall. However, it wasn't from Dao Xin, but Dao Hun.
One could hear the slight excitement in this voice. That was because under such circumstances, the outcome of the Martial Arts Competition could already be predicted.
Yan Xiu finally regained his senses at this moment.
Even though there was still a look of surprise on his face, his gaze quickly landed on Nangong Hao. Then, he charged towards Nangong Hao like a bolt of lightning.
"Hmm?!" Nangong Hao also reacted at this moment. Seeing that Yan Xiu was charging towards him, he took two steps forward and charged towards Yan Xiu.
Boom! The two fists collided.
The black radiance and the bloody radiance intertwined and produced an intense sound of collision. However, the bloody radiance quickly retreated and was suppressed by the black radiance.
Nangong Hao couldn't help but take a few steps back.
One step, two steps!
When he reached the second step, Nangong Hao's face was as pale as snow. However, he bit his lips so hard that his teeth were chattering.
The third step!
Nangong Hao lifted his leg, but it was fixed in mid-air. In the end, he didn't take the final step. One of his legs was fixed outside the edge of the altar.
"You can't win." Yan Xiu frowned as he looked at Nangong Hao's leg that was fixed in mid-air. His tone was extremely cold.
"I … know." Nangong Hao's body was evidently trembling. As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
That was because, as Yan Xiu said, he couldn't win anymore. After all, his injuries were too severe, so severe that he couldn't continue fighting, even if he had the Blood Offering Illustration.
However, Yan Xiu's attacks were too strong. Even if he was at his peak, he would not be able to defeat Yan Xiu in a few moves. Most importantly, Yan Xiu's abilities did not come from his Gifted Bloodline.
"Hao 'er, the last step. Yan Xiu is your only opponent. You have to continue no matter what!" Nangong Tian's voice was heard again.
"The last person?" Nangong Hao's lips curled into a bitter smile.
"Hao 'er, you are a disciple of the Nangong Nobles, how can you lose here?"
"Yes, I have sacrificed too much for this moment. How can I lose at the last step … However, some things are destined to be too difficult … Perhaps this is God's will …"
"There is no such thing as God's will. The Nangong Nobles will definitely succeed!"
"Succeed? How? " Nangong Hao looked at Yan Xiu in front of him and stabbed the Wuwei Sword into the ground. He couldn't even hold the Wuwei Sword tightly now, so how could he block Yan Xiu's attack?
"Sacrifice, we can still sacrifice more!" Nangong Tian's eyes turned red when he saw the Wuwei Sword in Nangong Hao's hand. Then, he turned to Nangong Mu and said, "Mu 'er, I want to borrow something from you. Are you willing to do it?"
"Something? What … thing? " Nangong Mu's body trembled. He naturally saw what was happening, but how could he stop it when he was severely injured?
Fang Zhengzhi's power and Yan Xiu's sudden appearance were just as Nangong Hao said. It was God's will. God wouldn't let the Nangong Nobles succeed.
Nangong Mu didn't understand.
What he didn't understand was, at this point, what else could he do?
However, he seemed to understand very quickly because he saw a dagger in the hands of his father, Nangong Tian.
"Mu 'er, I've let you down, but this is your fate. In fact, everything was destined the moment you swallowed the fruit of the Tree of God. However, if I wasn't forced to do so, I really wouldn't have wanted to do this, I really wouldn't …" Nangong Tian's eyes were filled with tears as he spoke.
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