Lifeless Jing clenched his sword hilt tightly, but he didn't attack. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.
"Young Master." Seeing the look in Lifeless Thorn's eyes, the withered old man immediately understood how Lifeless Thorn felt. "Let me kill him."
If it were any other time, Lifeless Jing would have refused. However, he didn't say anything this time. He didn't even show any expression.
Not saying anything was the most direct way to express his intention.
The skinny old man moved. His body, which seemed to be on the verge of death, suddenly erupted with astonishing sharpness. It was like an unsheathed sword tearing through the sky. The sharpness instantly froze the surrounding air and tore it apart.
Lifeless Jing loosened his grip on his sword hilt. He knew that once the old man attacked, Chu Mu would die without a doubt.
The skinny old man was Lifeless Jing's Sword Guard. He had been protecting him since he was a child and rarely attacked. A few years ago, he had instantly killed a Sword Venerable. His strength was unfathomable. In Lifeless Jing's impression of the skinny old man was that once he attacked, he would definitely kill his opponent. There had never been a lucky escape.
Perhaps Chu Mu was very strong, but he was only at the beginning of the Origin Realm. His ability to kill Tong Tianming was beyond Jing's expectations. Lifeless Jing knew very well that he couldn't compare with such strength.
However, neither Tong Tianming nor Jing Lifeless Jing possessed the strength of a Sword Venerable.
In theory, a Sword Venerable's sword intent should have reached 70%. In fact, it wasn't just 70% sword intent. One also needed to reach a certain level of comprehension of profound meanings and sword skills. It wasn't that simple.
The skinny old man's figure was like an illusion. He shuttled through the crowd, passing by many people in the blink of an eye. He appeared behind Chu Mu like a ghost. He was almost silent.
The Sword Light was like a brilliance blooming in the darkness. It was as cold as water and as cold as frost.
The strand of killing intent wrapped around Chu Mu's neck like a thread. Chu Mu was instantly horrified.
The skinny old man was too fast and silent. It was very strange and impossible to guard against. It was completely beyond Chu Mu's expectations.
In just an instant, Chu Mu reacted. The eight Desolate Heaven Swords circled around and seemed to slice open the sky.
The skinny old man's Sword Light suddenly shattered and disappeared. It strangely appeared in another place and slashed towards Chu Mu's neck.
It was too fast, so fast that it was beyond Chu Mu's reaction speed.
"Heh heh, die." The skinny old man's strange laughter entered Chu Mu's ears at the same time.
This was a sure-kill strike that couldn't be dodged. Even if Chu Mu had sword technique domain, even if he had comprehended thirty sword paths, he couldn't change the current situation. It only made him more aware of his own shortcomings and the opponent's strength.
This was a peak Sword Venerable level swordsman!
However, Chu Mu was not afraid in the face of danger, even if he could not dodge this sword.
"Scram!" A stern cry that was filled with dignity sounded. It was not loud, but it possessed a thunderous aura that suddenly exploded in the ears of the shriveled old man. It exploded until the shriveled old man felt dizzy and waves of piercing pain. It was as though a sword had ruthlessly pierced his brain through his ears.
The cold Sword Light that was slashing towards Chu Mu shattered in an instant as if it had never appeared. The skinny old man's body flew back dozens of meters and landed heavily on the ground. He skidded another dozen meters, dragging a ditch in the ground. He lay motionless on the ground, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. He was already out of breath.
The sudden turn of events caused Lifeless Jing's face to turn pale. He hurriedly rushed to the skinny old man. The skinny old man's current state made Lifeless Jing somewhat flustered. He hurriedly took out an elixir and stuffed it into the skinny old man's mouth.
The swordsmen besieging Chu Mu also stopped and spread out. They looked in horror at the Asura Sword Of Gojoseon, who had appeared beside Chu Mu without them noticing.
Only now did they realize that this was an expert, a terrifying expert. He was definitely many times stronger than Chu Mu. They had actually overlooked him before.
Corpses lay on the ground, one after another. Every corpse had one thing in common. The wounds were either at the throat, between the eyebrows, or in the heart. All of them had been killed with a single sword strike.
Immediately, the swordsmen who were still alive felt a chill. If they remembered correctly, these people had all died under Chu Mu's sword.
In other words, Chu Mu had killed more than twenty swordsmen in a short period of time. All of them had been killed with a single sword strike.
In the Sword Saint's Relic, the Sword Origin, the Sword Intent, and the Profound Power had been confined, and they could only fight to the death with their physical strength and sword skills. However, in the outside world, they could use all their strength and techniques, but they had all been killed by Chu Mu.
Could this be the benefit of obtaining the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's Inheritance?
For a moment, the swordsmen who were still alive felt a burning desire in their hearts. They looked at Chu Mu with eyes full of greed.
If … if they could obtain the Sword Saint's Inheritance, would they also become so powerful? Killing Dacheng, who was at the Origin Realm, was as easy as slaughtering a chicken. It would not be impossible for him to kill a Complete Origin Realm expert.
"Chu Mu, hand over the Sword Saint's Inheritance immediately. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place."
"Chu Mu, you have killed the young master and many elders of the Tong Clan. From now on, the Tong Clan will be at odds with you. Unless you hand over the Sword Saint's Inheritance, we will not rest until you are dead."
"Chu Mu, hand over the Sword Saint's Inheritance immediately. Otherwise …"
There were all kinds of threats, each with a stern expression.
"Let's not talk about whether I have the Sword Saint's Inheritance or not. Even if I have, why should I hand it over to you?" Chu Mu sneered. Before the swordsmen could get angry, he continued, "There is only one Inheritance. Even if I am willing to hand it over, who should I give it to?"
"The Jing Clan, of course." An elder of the Jing Clan said.
"Bullsh * t, of course the Tong Clan." The surviving elder of the Tong Clan did not want to be outdone.
"This Sword Saint's Inheritance is most suitable for the Yang Clan."
"Everyone, don't be fooled. Chu Mu is evil. He wants us to fight among ourselves." A swordsman suddenly said loudly. He looked at Chu Mu with a proud expression, as if he was saying, "Look, I have seen through your scheme."
"That's right. Don't be fooled. We have to work together and get the Sword Saint's Inheritance first. Then we can discuss who should get it."
The Shura Sword Of Gojoseon looked at all of this coldly. It was as if he was looking at a group of clowns. His eyes were full of disdain.
"The Sword Saint's Inheritance can't be given to a mob like you. Piss off! Otherwise, I'll kill you!" The Asura Sword King suddenly spoke. His eyes turned cold and sharp, like the edge of a sword. Everyone felt a piercing pain on their skin, as if they were being cut by a sword. They all lowered their heads to avoid the Asura Sword King's gaze, not daring to look directly at him.
"Your Excellency, who are you? After a long time, the elder of the Jing Clan ground his teeth and retorted. "You're too aggressive!" said the elder of the Jing Clan, grinding his teeth.
"I am the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon from the Shura Sword Sect. If you want the Sword Saint's Inheritance, come and find me," said the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon indifferently, looking at the elder of the Jing Clan.
The elder of the Jing Clan had the impression a Sword Of Gojoseon had pierced through his body. It was extremely painful. His brain felt like it was being torn apart.
Suddenly, he had the impression he had fallen into the Shura Hell. Countless people were attacking him. Countless ghosts were attacking his soul and devouring it.
The elder of the Jing Clan gave a horrible shriek. He put his hands on his head and fell to the ground. He rolled around and hit his head against the ground. The ground caved in and blood flowed out of his head. Everybody was shivering when they saw him.
"Sword Of Gojoseon …"
"Shura Sword Sect …"
Everybody's heart was pounding. It was almost going to jump out of their throats. They were suffocating.
The Shura Sword Sect was one of the ten great Sects. Even if all the clans of the Zi Tian Government joined forces, they couldn't compete with any of the ten great Sects because they didn't have strong swordsmen. For example, the Sword Of Gojoseon!
Even the strongest clan of the Zi Tian Government, the Jing Clan, only had one Sword Of Gojoseon. That Sword Of Gojoseon couldn't compare with the Sword Of Gojoseon of the ten great Sects.
The most important thing was that the Sword Of Gojoseon was called Shura.
The Shura Sword Sect … Shura Sword Of Gojoseon … That meant he had an extraordinary social status in the Shura Sword Sect.
The Shen Tu Clan was different. They were happy.
Since the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon had spoken, they didn't dare stay. They looked at the elder of the Jing Clan, who was still struggling. They were scared.
Besides, since the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon was there, it was unlikely that Chu Mu would get the inheritance of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint. It should be the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon.
They had no hope of getting the inheritance from the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon. However, Chu Mu had killed so many of their people. No matter what, they couldn't let him go.
After this, they would definitely take revenge.
Very quickly, the clans of the Zi Tian Government left one after another. They took the bodies of their clan's swordsmen with them. In the end, only the Shen Tu Clan stayed.
"Greetings senior." The Shen Tu Clan's clansmen greeted the Shura Sword Of Gojoseon respectfully.
They had never thought that there would be a Sword Of Gojoseon behind Chu Mu. And it wasn't an ordinary Sword Of Gojoseon.
"You guys are not bad." The Shura Sword Of Gojoseon said. Just a few words made the Shen Tu Clan's clansmen feel flattered.
"Elder Chu, are you alright?" Shen Tu Kuangsha was the head of the clan after all. Even though he was excited, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he looked at Chu Mu and asked with concern.
"I'm fine. Thank you for the support of the Patriarch, the various elders and Brother Shen Tu." Chu Mu said with a smile.
"You are a guest elder of my Shen Tu Clan. It's only right for us to do so." Shen Tu Kuangsha said, "No matter what, although we didn't get the inheritance of the Sword Saint, we still obtained quite a few treasures from the Sword Saint's ruins. It's enough to strengthen the clan."
"That's right. There's another very important matter. The Fan and Long Families actually dared to join forces to kill us in the Sky Dragon Sword Hall. This time, we must uproot the Fan and Long Families." The Shen Tu Clan's Great Elder said with a cold expression, his killing intent surging.
"That's right." The other elders of the Shen Tu Clan also said angrily. A storm of slaughter was about to strike. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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