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It had to be said that the Purple Sky Mansion had done a great job in keeping the news under wraps. Other than the three major clans of the Purple Sky Mansion, no one else knew about this place.
At this moment, a large number of people had gathered in the Three Spirits Valley.
"It has already been three months and he still hasn't come out."
"It shouldn't be that easy to obtain the inheritance of a Sword Saint."
"Let's wait a little longer."
"No matter what, we have to wait until Chu Mu appears. This is a serious matter and we can't be careless."
At this moment, Chu Mu's name had already spread to the ears of the three major clans of the Purple Sky Mansion.
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"Senior, please accept my last bow." On the Dragon Platform, Chu Mu bowed deeply to the Sky Dragon Sword Saint in front of him. The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon beside him also bowed deeply to the Sky Dragon Sword Saint with great respect.
The current Asura Sword Of Gojoseon was very different from the previous Soul Body. It didn't look illusory at all because the Asura Sword Of Gojoseon had already completed the reconstruction of its body. Due to the Underworld Heavenly Crystal, this new body was many times stronger than the original body.
The Sky Dragon Sword Saint waved his hand and the figures of Chu Mu and the Asura Sword Of Gojoseon gradually faded and finally disappeared. The Sky Dragon Sword Saint turned back into a statue again, as if he was eternal.
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Outside the Three Spirits Valley Sword Saint's remains, two ripples spread out and two figures slowly appeared.
"Someone has appeared!" Immediately, the swordsman in charge of surveillance shouted.
"Why are there two people?"
The swordsmen from various clans who formed the encirclement were stunned as they looked at the two figures surrounded.
From what they knew, Chu Mu should be the only one. The other swordsman in a blood-red robe looked very young, in his twenties. But for some reason, he gave people a feeling of vicissitudes, especially his eyes, which were very ancient and deep.
However, the fluctuation of aura emanating from the blood red robed swordsman wasn't strong. Thus, they chose to ignore it for the time being under the temptation of the Sword Saint's inheritance.
"Chu Mu, hand over the Sword Saint's legacy obediently," an old man shouted.
"Hand over the Sword Saint's inheritance immediately, and I'll spare your life."
"Don't say that you didn't receive the inheritance. No one will believe you."
All kinds of voices were directed at Chu Mu.
"It's true that I didn't receive the inheritance." Chu Mu said indifferently. What he said was the truth, because he had given up on the inheritance of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint. However, the inheritance of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint was in his spatial ring.
"Do you think we will believe you?" Many swordsmen sneered.
"I believe you." A loud and clear voice suddenly rang out. Everyone looked over and saw that the one who spoke was the eldest young master of the Shentu Clan, Shentu Wudi. Surprisingly, Shentu Kuangsha didn't speak, and neither did the elders of the Shentu Clan.
This attitude immediately made others understand that the Shentu Clan was definitely on Chu Mu's side.
"The Shentu Clan is just a clan with a heritage of two thousand years. It's true that they have some strength, but compared to the aristocratic families, they are still far from it. Don't delay the future of the Shentu Clan because you can't even see the facts clearly." An elder of an aristocratic family said in a strange tone.
"I didn't receive the inheritance of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint. This is the truth, whether you believe it or not." Chu Mu spoke, stopping Shentu Wudi from continuing. The Shentu Clan's attitude made Chu Mu understand that they truly treated him as a guest elder of the Shentu Clan.
A mere Shentu Clan was not enough to go against so many other clans, and Chu Mu didn't want to make things too difficult for them.
"I'm right here. If you have any methods, feel free to use them. I'll take them all." Chu Mu said in the end. There was a kind of decisiveness in his indifferent tone. A desolate killing intent immediately spread out, causing many swordsmen from the clans to be startled and their hearts to tremble.
"Since that's the case, let me take you on. Let's see how the so-called inheritance of the Sword Saint is like." A middle-aged swordsman walked out from the crowd. He was at the Origin Realm, Dacheng Sword Realm. His triangular eyes flashed with a cunning and ruthless light as he walked towards Chu Mu step by step.
His footsteps looked a little strange. He wasn't walking straight, but was a little crooked. If one looked carefully, the path he was taking was like a snake swimming, causing a visual illusion to appear.
The others were watching the show with an attitude of watching.
The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon glanced at him with a trace of disdain in his eyes. He didn't say a word, and Chu Mu didn't move either.
Suddenly, the swordsman drew his sword. The sword was a little crooked, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. The light around the sword was a little distorted. It was obviously a special sword technique.
The sound of wind breaking was heard. The snake-shaped sword seemed slow, but it was actually fast like lightning as it pierced towards Chu Mu. A hissing sound was heard, like a poisonous snake attacking, causing one's scalp to go numb.
Chu Mu only glanced at it. The sword seemed dangerous and strange, but it was actually full of flaws. When the sword was in front of Chu Mu, Chu Mu didn't even pull out his sword. He only waved it forward with the scabbard.
The Origin Realm swordsman, Dacheng, immediately rushed past Chu Mu. His throat was caved in and already shattered. His eyes were bulging like a toad's as he fell forward.
"Third Elder!" A sorrowful cry was heard. The swordsman who was killed by Chu Mu was an elder of one of the clans.
"Who else isn't afraid of death? Of course, if you want to join hands, that's fine too." A cold smile appeared on Chu Mu's face as he spoke solemnly.
The sword was unsheathed, but it was extremely sharp. Although there was only one person, he had the aura of a thousand soldiers and horses. For a moment, the others were intimidated.
"Brother Chu is so elegant." Shentu Wudi's eyes lit up. This was the image of an invincible warrior in his mind.
"I've long wanted to test your strength." Tong Tianming strode out from the crowd, carrying a long sword with both hands. His aura was shocking.
A violent aura erupted like a volcano, but it was also like a huge wave. It rushed out from his body, causing sand and rocks to fly and the earth to shake. With a shout, Tong Tianming suddenly leapt high into the air. He pulled out his sword and held it with both hands. Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread out. The sword pressure was domineering and violent.
A vast pressure poured down and bombarded Chu Mu's body. Chu Mu's body did not move an inch, but the ground around him shook and cracked.
"Slash!" Tong Tianming shouted as he slashed down with both hands. His aura increased by several times.
"Young master's strength has increased again." The elders of the Tong clan nodded, their faces full of praise.
Previously, Tong Tianming's sword energy was at the peak of the initial stage of the Origin Realm. His actual combat strength was strong, and he could easily kill Dacheng, who was at the peak of the Origin Realm.
Now, Tong Tianming's cultivation level had not changed, but his strength had increased. He already had the strength to kill a normal peak of the Origin Realm swordsman.
"Elder Chu is in danger." The faces of the Shentu clan members changed.
"Please show mercy." Someone shouted. It was not to plead for mercy for Chu Mu, but because he was worried that Chu Mu would be killed and the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance would be nowhere to be found.
Tong Tianming's sword slashed down as if it was splitting the heavens and earth.
Chu Mu raised his head slightly. The eight Desolate Sky Swords were unsheathed at lightning speed. The sword slashed from bottom to top. This slash looked ordinary, but the air on both sides was separated like water.
Yin Yang Sword Art – One Slash Separates Yin and Yang!
Of course, Chu Mu did not obtain the Yin Yang Sword Art's inheritance. This slash was not the true Slash Separates Yin and Yang. Instead, after his battle with the inheritor of the Yin Yang Sword Art, he had finally absorbed a trace of its essence and integrated it into his own swordsmanship, increasing the power of his swordsmanship.
Tong Tianming's tyrannical sword pressure was immediately separated, and his aura decreased greatly.
Tong Tianming's face changed. He felt the sword in his hand become powerless. The slash in front of him was magnified, and there was no way to dodge it.
In the next moment, a cold sword light pierced through Tong Tianming's pupils. Tong Tianming only felt a sharp pain coming from his neck, and his vision quickly turned dark. Blood spurted out, and his whole body fell to the ground with a bang, smashing into a human shape.
One slash, and Tong Tianming was dead!
"Young Master!" The elder of the Tong Family cried out in grief.
"He's dead …" The others, including Lifeless Jing, stared with wide eyes in disbelief.
"Avenge the Young Master!" The elder of the Tong Family cried out in grief. They all drew their swords. Several figures seemed to travel through time and space as they charged at Chu Mu.
The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon still did not move. He knew that Chu Mu was enough to deal with them.
The eight Desolate Sky Swords slashed out. The space around the swords was immediately affected.
This slash seemed to divide Yin and Yang into chaos. It was also like a painting slowly unfolding. There were thousands of changes in it, and it gave people a feeling that it was impossible to dodge. It was flawless.
This was the result of Chu Mu's months on the Dragon Platform. Eight Mahayana Sword Arts and twenty-two Hinayana Sword Arts. He had just stepped into the realm of swordsmanship. To a certain extent, he had taken the essence of each and fused them together.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" The expressions of the surrounding people changed drastically.
"It must be the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance. Chu Mu must have obtained the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance." Exclamations rose one after another.
"Attack! Force Chu Mu to hand over the Sword Saint's inheritance."
"I don't believe that he can fight us alone."
For a moment, the scene was chaotic. Other than the people of the Shentu Family, everyone else drew their swords and charged at Chu Mu.
Chu Mu attacked without mercy. His attack contained thousands of mysteries. For the first time, the magnificence of swordsmanship was displayed in front of many people.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Too many people were not conducive to the execution of swordsmanship. Moreover, their goal was not to kill Chu Mu, but to injure and capture Chu Mu to force him to hand over the Sword Saint's inheritance. Under such circumstances, it was inevitable that their strength would be limited.
One sword splattered blood, and one sword killed. Chu Mu's sword came and went like a ghost. No one could block it.
His ghostly figure shuttled through the crowd. No one could catch sight of Chu Mu's figure. Wherever he passed, lives were harvested like grass.
The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon did not move. However, the strange thing was that no one could get within three meters of him. No one noticed this because in their eyes, Chu Mu was their only target. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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