C22 (2/2)
”Humph!” Much better than you? ”
Leng Qingcheng ridiculed.
”You don't need to use provocation to provoke me. I admit that this boy has some methods, but under the suppression of an absolute realm, he's not even worth a fart. Let's first settle the two of us.”
Yuan Feng was calm and collected, and was not moved by Leng Qingcheng's words.
Leng Qingcheng frowned in surprise, and without further ado, the sword in his hand flashed, and Cold Sword Qi condensed in front of him, flying straight towards Yuan Feng.
Facing Leng Qingcheng's powerful attack, Yuan Feng calmed his heart, the fan in his hand suddenly opened up, and a stream of flames flew out, blocking the attack of the Cold Sword Qi.
The two Innate realm experts opened fire again. The scene was much more gorgeous than the battle with Li Mu, where the flaming fan Cold Sword Qi flew everywhere, the destructive power was even more obvious. In less than half a cup of tea's worth of time, it was basically completely razed to the ground.
”Bam!”
Li Mu's fighting spirit surged. After going through so many battles, he already felt that her zhen yuan cultivation was about to break through its bottleneck.
Li Mu could have broken through to the late stage of the Innate realm long ago, but he had too little combat experience inside the cave. After many battles, he had mastered cultivation techniques and martial skills to a whole new level.
It was precisely the so-called practice to bring out the true knowledge, speaking of actual combat. After a series of bloody battles, Li Mu felt that he had mastered many of the skills and techniques that he had not understood before, thus he naturally had the opportunity to break through.
”Kid!” Take my Thirteen Solitary Cloud Blades! ”
He had just sent a disciple of the Dahua Sect flying, a sturdy middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old, holding a handful of broadsword four to five meters long, she rushed towards Li Mu's head, looking at the imposing manner, it was as if there was a huge mountain pressing down on him.
”Good job!”
Li Mu laughed out loud, his fists flashed with a black golden light as he welcomed the incoming blade.
”Clang!”
The broadsword landed on Li Mu's fists, causing Li Mu to be shocked to the core. The gigantic broadknife was not broken, and had only bounced back, and he faintly felt his fists becoming sore, something he had never experienced before since he had reached the third layer of the Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations.
Without waiting for Li Mu to think any further, the opponent's blade slashed again. This seemed to be a series of blade techniques, one slash was faster than the other, the further the better.
”Again!”
Li Mu bellowed, the True Essence in his body surged as he punched out once again.
”Clang!”
Another extremely loud and crisp sound was heard, it was as though the broadknife was struck by iron, and was still rebounded from the impact. Li Mu's face changed, because the pain in his fists became even stronger.
”Come again if you dare!”
The middle aged man of Dahua Sect grit her teeth and shouted, the third blade came out immediately, not to mention Li Mu, he was even more surprised than him. Others might not know how powerful his thirteen slashes were, but this was a genuine Earth Ranked Martial Technique, and what he focused on was breaking it with her own strength.
Third slash...
Fourth slash …
Fifth slash …
When his opponent had reached the ninth slash, Li Mu's expression finally changed greatly. He still received the other party's slash, but his entire body was still pushed back several steps. Moreover, a wound was left on the back of his hand, and fresh blood was flowing out.
”I thought you were made of iron! Who would have thought that it would be so mediocre! Take my tenth blade! ”
The middle-aged man sneered. He leapt into the air, and with an imposing manner, the tenth blade descended once again.
”A pretty good martial skill, it's a pity that I don't have the time to play with you!”
As Li Mu spoke, he pulled Zhan Qianqiu out from his waist and slashed his dagger towards his opponent's broadknife.
”Clang!”
Crack! With a crisp sound of steel breaking, the middle-aged man's face changed. The moment the broadknife came into contact with the dagger in Li Mu's hand, it instantly split into two like tofu smashing into a blade.
”Die!”
Li Mu held Zhan Qianqiu, and while the other party was in a daze with disbelief, he went straight for his chest, and combined with the speed of the river crossing step, they arrived in the blink of an eye.
The middle aged man's hair all stood up, he had no time to dodge, he could only hold the remaining half of the broadknife in front of his chest, hoping to block Li Mu's tricky attack.
However, what made it difficult for him to rest in peace even to his death, was that Zhan Qianqiu had directly passed through half of the broadknife in his hand and stabbed into his chest.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened as he fell to the ground, dead with grievances. Blood gushed out from his chest, and he quickly turned into a man made of blood.
”Chen Hao was actually killed that easily, could this man really be a Xiantian realm master?!”
Some Dahua Sect disciples said in fear, but when he said that, the rest of the Dahua Sect who were already dead, subconsciously took a few steps back.
They were very familiar with the middle-aged man named Chen Hao, he was an existence that had already entered the Innate Realm. Amongst the Dahua Sect disciples that were below the Innate realm, his strength was ranked in the top three, but they did not expect him to kill him so easily.