Although Mu He wasn't the founder of the Muyun Sect, he had made a name for himself in the Southern Region a thousand years ago.
He didn't know Tang Yuan because Tang Yuan had only cultivated for a short time. However, this didn't mean that Tang Yuan was weaker than him.
Although they were both half-step great emperors, Tang Yuan's world was much thicker than Mu He's. Moreover, both of them had comprehended the laws.
One was the laws of the Fire World, while the other was the laws of the Wind World. They weren't mutually exclusive.
Their worlds were on par. In the end, it was still spiritual energy and martial arts that mattered. The Futian Clan's hunting technique was created to hunt down the Wu people.
He held a chopping knife in his hand. Although it looked unremarkable, he wielded it skillfully.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Under the world of laws, the void was like a painting blown by the wind. It kept twisting and turning during the battle. Occasionally, it would be torn apart, revealing endless darkness.
However, in Mount Buzhou, the void was more stable. The laws of the Eldritch World recovered faster.
However, Mu He, an old monster who had cultivated for a thousand years, couldn't gain the upper hand in front of Tang Yuan. In fact, he was suppressed by Tang Yuan.
After a dozen rounds, Tang Yuan had already injured Mu He, but Mu He couldn't even touch the corner of Tang Yuan's clothes.
"Who is he? Since when did the Southern Region have such an expert?"
Wu Huaishui was very curious. It wasn't surprising. In their eyes, only the experts of Mount Buzhou were considered experts.
If he hadn't even been to Mount Buzhou, he naturally couldn't be an expert. However, Tang Yuan was different. He hadn't been to Mount Buzhou before, but after entering the half-step great emperor realm, his strength wasn't any weaker than the half-step great emperors of Mount Buzhou.
Along the way, he had been cursed and escaped death. He had traveled the human race. Tang Yuan's experience was very rich. Futian's fighting spirit was comparable to hundreds of years of cultivation.
The Southern Region Alliance Lord hadn't been to the Southern Region for many years. Naturally, he wouldn't know that there was such an expert in the Southern Region.
Even Ye Tianze was a rising star recently. If he wasn't so outstanding, how could they look up to him and remember his name?
"This person's martial arts are all deadly, but none of them are superfluous. It's obvious that he's been through countless battles. Mu He is different. Although he's a half-step Martial Emperor, and has been training in the Buzhou Mountain Range for many years, he's about to break through to the Martial Emperor Realm. However, even in the Buzhou Mountain Range, there are very few fights. Most people only want cultivation resources, not experience in life and death battles!"
Martial arts was a summation of battle experience, which required the accumulation of countless battles and time.
Cultivators cultivated not only for the sake of living longer, but also for the sake of battle. Only through battle could they know what they were lacking.
Although Mu He had cultivated for a thousand years, he spent most of his time cultivating. Although it was dangerous on the mountain, other than hunting spirit beasts, he wouldn't engage in life-or-death battles with cultivators of the same level.
Even if they encountered powerful spirit beasts, they would avoid them and use methods to subdue them.
This was a far cry from Tang Yuan, who had been licking his blood on the tip of a blade.
"Their cultivation levels are similar, but … the Patriarch lacks ruthlessness!" A cultivator from the Cloud Herding Sect said.
"If this goes on, I'm afraid he won't win!"
The cultivators from the Alliance were nervous. If they could win against the half-step Martial Emperor, it would be a sure win for them.
If they couldn't win against a half-step Martial Emperor, they would have no chance of winning against the seventy thousand soldiers from the Stone City!
Seeing that Mu He was at a disadvantage, a voice suddenly rang out. "Let me, Hualiang from the True Martial Sect of the Western Region, have a taste of your junior!"
Then, a sword light flashed and a burly middle-aged man appeared. He raised his sword and slashed at Tang Yuan's back.
The power of the sword cut through the void, creating ripples in the air.
It was a heavy sword, one zhang long and one meter thick. Tang Yuan's small body seemed insignificant in front of the heavy sword.
Everyone felt that Tang Yuan would be cut in two. The heavy sword, with a golden light, broke through Tang Yuan's world of fire and slashed at his waist.
"Clang!"
With a loud sound, Tang Yuan turned around. The moment the heavy sword slashed down, he slashed his hatchet horizontally and collided with the heavy sword, creating a loud sound. The cultivators who were caught off guard had their eardrums pierced. Those who were not strong enough bled from their seven orifices.
"What's going on?!" Everyone present was shocked.
Tang Yuan was not cut in half. He held the hatchet and retreated several meters in the air. Then, he clashed with Mu He, who was attacking him from both sides. Even after suffering such a heavy blow, Mu He's sneak attack did not cause much damage to him.
Hualiang was shocked to see this. He cultivated metal spiritual energy and earth spiritual energy. He had the sharpness of metal spiritual energy and the thickness of earth spiritual energy.
He had comprehended the laws of these two spiritual energies. Under the power of the laws, his attack contained at least seventy to eighty percent of his strength.
However, Tang Yuan actually blocked it effortlessly. This made him feel both shocked and a little uncomfortable.
"Eat my sword again!"
Hualiang swung his sword and charged forward again.
The three of them had initially thought that the two half-step Martial Emperors would be able to suppress Tang Yuan. But to their surprise, Tang Yuan didn't feel the slightest bit of pressure when facing two half-step Martial Emperors of the same level.
"How is this possible? One against two, and it's still a tie?" Wu Huaishui found it unbelievable.
This was not much different from the previous battle. There was only one more person who joined the battle. However, this person did not effectively suppress Tang Yuan.
Instead, they realized that Tang Yuan was getting stronger and stronger in the battle.
Wu Huaishui's face was cold. "Since that's the case, we can't care so much anymore. Senior, hurry up and attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light flashed. It was so fast that the naked eye could not see it.
However, everyone could feel a majestic killing intent. It made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and their hair stood on end.
Tang Yuan sensed the danger, but he didn't turn back. Instead, he borrowed Hua Liang's sword and dodged like a fish.
Behind him, a sword light flashed and collided with Hualiang's heavy sword.
The power exploded in an instant. Tang Yuan followed up with a slash with his saber. Once again, a deafening sound was heard.
"Clang!"
Originally, there were two sounds. However, because it was so fast, it almost overlapped. Therefore, everyone thought they only heard one sound.
Ripples spread out in the void, lasting for a long time.
The three of them were shocked. They calmed down in an instant and surrounded Tang Yuan. Tang Yuan did not stay for long. He held his saber and charged forward.
However, the crowd realized that other than the addition of an old man in Daoist robes, the rhythm of the battle did not change at all.
When facing one person, he was suppressing. When facing two people, he was evenly matched. When facing three people, he was still evenly matched!
"Three against one and still evenly matched!"
The cultivators present were dumbfounded. Even Wu Huaishui did not understand what was going on.
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