C296 Life and death, each with their own destiny …

The fates of life and death?

When these words came out, countless disciples of the Nine Gates and the spectating experts all followed the cold voice, slowly swept across the plaza, and finally stopped at the stone steps of the stage in the center. The disciples of the Nine Gates were extremely excited by these words, but the experts that were spectating in the dark shook their heads.

Shu Shengyu and Hei Zi laughed disdainfully as the two of them retreated to the side. On the other hand, Feng Meng was secretly worried for Mu Yichen, but only Pei Ning showed no expression.

"Life and death are determined by fate, do you have any objections?" Mu Yichen laughed as he looked at Shen Xinyi's changing expression.

Shen Xinyi slightly lifted her eyes and stared at the cold and indifferent Mu Yichen. Her pair of black and cold eyes seemed to throb with pain and after a long while, she lightly nodded and said in a clear and cold voice, "Up to you."

She firmly believed that Mu Yichen had the strength, but she was not afraid of death. She was only worried that if both sides were to go all out, even if both sides did not suffer heavy losses, Mu Yichen would at least not be in a much better state.

To Mu Mu Yichen, he could not bear to do so either, but that was only for Mo Xin. And today, he was facing Nine Gates's Young Clan Master Shen Xinyi, the enemy that he had not dared to forget for the past few years;

The corner of his mouth raised in an arc, a pain that was difficult to bear gushing out from Mu Yichen's heart. However, because of the Elder's "Life and Death respectively," he understood that regardless of victory or defeat, it would be very difficult for him to leave today.

Circulating the martial qi, the Terminator ancient devil knife slowly walked out from the surface of her body and floated in front of him. He grabbed the sword hilt and the ancient devil knife brought out a gust of wind as the sharp sword edge stabbed into the ground.

A wave of oppressive energy slowly spread out, and a faint cyan colored martial qi wound around the surface of Mu Yichen's body. He stared at Shen Xinyi's return to normal and said: "Today, let us finish this!"

After the steam sizzled, an exquisite short sword slowly floated out from within the green colored fog. The blade of the sword tilted and the sunlight scattered down, reflecting a clear and cold light. Amidst the bright light, a ferocious wave shock actually began to roll.

"Superior Grade 3 weapon?"

"Nirvana Sword?"

Countless Nine Gates disciples stared at the exquisite short sword in Shen Xinyi's hand, in their eyes, burned with passion. The Brahma Spirit Sword was the treasure of the Nine Gates and also the keepsake of the next Sect Master. These disciples did not expect that Sect Leader Mo Shuo had already passed the sword over to their Goddess Ning.

In the sky, the enchanting woman was also staring at the short sword in Shen Xinyi's hand. In terms of the Brahma Spirit Sword, perhaps no one knew it better than her, it was one of the martial world's divine instruments, and after missing for such a long time, it had actually appeared in the hands of Mo Shuo's disciples. Could it be that Mo Shuo had stolen the Brahma Spirit Sword back then?

It was definitely Mo Shuo who stole the Nirvana Spirit Sword, but it was really Mo Shuo who stole it. The Nirvana Sword was too strong, it was extremely intelligent, and this girl called Shen Xinyi actually obtained its acknowledgement.

Mu Yichen's expression gradually turned cold. Feeling the extremely berserk energy contained in the sword in Shen Xinyi's hand, he could clearly identify that although his own ancient devil knife was a third stage beginner Nirvana weapons, it would be extremely difficult to actually face this third stage weapon. Adding the strength of Shen Xinyi's Peak of the Late Stage of the Earth Martial Arts, he had to fight it out with all of his strength.

"I've whispered about your abilities, and I've also underestimated how Mo Shuo cultivates you. "But they want my life, hmph."

With a cold snort, Mu Yichen increased the strength in his palm that was holding onto the sword hilt. A moment later, he suddenly took a few steps forward, and with every step his feet landed on the ground, he created a deep footprint in the ground.

"Make your move!"

Feeling the surging air waves inside Mu Yichen's body, Shen Xinyi's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, it was as though Mu Yichen's middle stage earth martial arts should not have possessed such a berserk martial qi, and looking at the green color rising from the surface of Mu Yichen's body becoming even more powerful, Shen Xinyi understood, she understood how much Mu Yichen hated her, if not, he would not have ended up like this.

Her jade hands tightly held the short sword, and following the martial qi's infiltration into the short sword, the sword's body was immediately wrapped up by the cyan martial qi, and as it intertwined, the sharp blade seemed to have a churning wave shock on top of it, and following the rolling of this air wave, it quickly reached a state of fullness, breaking through a halo of light, a deadly sword light burst out, ripping apart the surrounding air.

Pointing the tip of the sword at Mu Yichen, a cold light flashed within Shen Xinyi's beautiful eyes as she said, "Soul Burying Pill Tomb, I want to see if you are really as frightening as the rumors say. Today, we will let go of everything and fight to the death."

As the two people's martial qi rose, the atmosphere in the huge plaza became somewhat strange. The boundless wave shock seemed to envelop a huge light array, with wave shock surging within the light array.

The nearly 10,000 martial artists held their breaths as they watched. All of their eyes were focused on the two figures in the light array! Such a state made many disciples of the Nine Gates and other experts who came to watch wanted to know, how much ability did that young man who was abandoned by the Nine Gates and the Shen family have to dare to ascend the Nine Dao Mountain and fight Shen Xinyi to the death?

Mu Yichen slowly closed his eyes. The scenes of when the Nine Gates and the Shen Family forcefully annulled the marriage were now flashing through his mind. Following the emergence of these scenes, the martial qi that surged out became even deeper and deeper.

"Shen Xinyi, die!"

As Mu Yichen shouted in anger, under countless gazes, the gray figure that was rushing towards Shen Xinyi took the lead to break the short stalemate. Waving the devil blade, the afterimage that was rushing towards Shen Xinyi also became even faster and fiercer.

"After today's battle, no matter who wins or loses, you and I will finish everything." Looking at the afterimage of Mu Yichen rushing over, Shen Xinyi had complicated emotions. He could not help but let out a low roar from his throat.

The two afterimages were like strange beasts as they slashed across the limestone floor with their weapons. Deep marks were left on their surfaces. As the weapons collided with each other, sparks flashed.

Shen Xinyi was extremely confident, if it were not for the grudges between them, she would not have pulled out her sword today, and since she had pulled it out, there was no way to turn back. When the two of them were 10 metres apart, Shen Xinyi's feet gently touched the ground, her body was like a leaf in a gale, her movements was extremely swift, she had easily dodged Mu Yichen's berserk blade, and just missed Mu Yichen by sticking close to his body.

The moment their bodies intersected, Shen Xinyi turned his wrist over and gently raised the Brahma Spirit Sword. With the impact, it produced a tearing sound and was the first to strike out, the sword tip aiming at Mu Yichen's forehead.

With this speed, Mu Yichen was secretly shocked. The quick impact followed after Shen Xinyi's sudden stop, and the ancient devil knife that was wrapped in black flames went up, waves after waves of wind power seemed to want to cut open this invisible space.

"Block!"

The ancient devil knife blocked the attack of the Brahma Spirit Sword, and when the blade and sword clashed, a bright white light suddenly appeared, transforming into a small dragon shadow that floated between the two of them.

The moment the light dots disappeared, Mu Yichen raised his eyes slightly and shot a cold glance at Shen Xinyi. The latter turned her beautiful body and wanted to take the opportunity to attack, but Mu Yichen suddenly raised his ancient devil knife, bringing along a strong pressure, causing the pressure of the wind to turn into a ray of light that swept past Shen Xinyi's chest.

Shen Xinyi's gentle and beautiful body tilted backwards slightly, causing the light that was strong enough to snatch her Flame of Qi Sea to miss, and just as she tilted her body, the Brahma Spirit Sword suddenly erupted with an extremely berserk wave shock.

Mu Yichen was shocked by Shen Xinyi's terrifying perception. He saw Shen Xinyi's brows slightly knitted, and then, the wave shock that burst out explosively transformed into countless rays of threatening cold light in midair. A cold light swept out from her slim waist like a beam of light, and struck towards Mu Yichen like a gigantic beast.

The illusory giant wave seemed to be opening its mouth wide, the last few fangs emitting a trembling sensation. Smelling the oppressive aura from the storm, Mu Yichen's heart felt like a thousand kilogram boulder pressing down on it, it was extremely heavy.