Feng Hen held the lamp in his right hand and the broadsword in his left.
Since his cultivation had reached the Immortal King Realm, his combat skills had obviously reached the peak. Feng Hen's broadsword skills were smooth, brilliant, and extremely powerful.
Clang! Clang!
Clang! The sword and the broadsword clashed.
At the center of the collision, clusters of cyan and golden energy circles constantly radiated to the surroundings.
"Huh? Not bad. I didn't expect that such a genius with excellent swordsmanship could come out of the small Emperor Cliff. What a pity. "
Feng Hen felt that he had won, so he commented condescendingly.
The two moved at high speed, like lightning, constantly flashing in the void. The cyan and golden flowing lights were almost invisible to the naked eye. They collided from time to time, and in the roar, the terrible energy circles radiated to the surroundings.
Li Mu looked like an angry tiger, and his sword momentum swept wildly.
The swordsmanship of the Canghai Sect was running to the extreme.
"It seems that you also have an inheritance. No wonder Sword God Fang thinks so highly of you. You must have inherited it from the chaotic army. Haha, then I can't let you live."
Feng Hen's broadsword momentum changed, and the blue fire suddenly surged up.
Li Mu felt the pressure for a moment.
His current cultivation base was at the early stage of the Immortal King Realm, but it was like an ordinary person who had eaten a bellyful of delicacies and hadn't digested them yet. He hadn't completely converted his cultivation base into combat strength. At this moment, he could only maintain a stalemate against Feng Hen.
If the time dragged on, when all the cultivation in his body was transformed into real combat power, he could defeat Feng Hen.
But Li Mu's current goal was not to defeat Feng Hen.
But to save Xia Jing's Primordial Spirit.
His eyes flashed, and he decided not to hide his strength and identity.
The "Phoenix Cry" in his hand suddenly changed. It was no longer a sword surrounded by the colorless divine light, but a long broadsword with a dark golden edge.
Fairy Slaying!
The true appearance of the Fairy Slaying Broadsword suddenly appeared.
At the same time, Li Mu's moves suddenly changed from swordsmanship to broadswordsmanship.
Before ascending to the Immortal Realm, Li Mu was invincible with a long broadsword.
After entering the Immortal Realm, in order to hide his identity, Li Mu practiced the swordsmanship of the Canghai Sect, but he had never forgotten the cultivation and understanding of broadswordsmanship.
He infused the Eon Sea Sect's Sword Techniques into his Saber Techniques. The might of his Saber Techniques and Saber Intent rose to another level.
At this moment, when the saber move was executed, it instantly became simple.
The saber light flashed.
Ding!
Feng Hen's figure was blasted away.
"Hmm?"
Feng Hen steadied himself and his face darkened.
"You still have hidden strength? Saber moves? Tell me, who are you? "He stared at Li Mu, his eyes filled with surprise.
For an expert who had been practicing swordsmanship all year round to suddenly change his moves into a saber technique that was even more powerful, it could only mean that this person had been faking it all along.
Feng Hen originally thought that Fang Tianyi valued Mu Mu so much because of Xia Jing's report. Fang Tianyi wanted to train Mu Mu into a rebel. But now …
Could it be that this Mu Mu was secretly trained by the Chaotic Army to be a pawn of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals?
Even Feng Hen was slightly shocked by the power of that saber strike just now.
After Mu Mu had transformed his sword into a blade, the threat and pressure he felt suddenly increased to a whole new level. He had no choice but to be serious.
However, Li Mu did not intend to answer Wind Mark's question at all.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The huge size of the Immortal-slaying Broadsword was rapidly shrinking.
Thirty-six flying broadswords burning with golden Immortal Fire, like golden-winged falcons leaving their nest, separated from the Immortal-slaying Broadsword, drew a graceful trajectory in the void, formed a strange and inexplicable saber formation, and swept toward Feng Hen.
This was the profound meaning of the flying broadsword that Li Mu comprehended after comprehending the swordsmanship tactical deployment of the Canghai Sect.
The Canghai Sect was famous for its swordsmanship, beast taming, tactical deployment, and alchemy, which were all first-class cultivation methods in the world. They greatly inspired Li Mu. Among them, Li Mu integrated the tactical deployment into the flying broadsword.
The tactical deployment arranged by the flying broadsword was ever-changing, unpredictable, and its power was doubled.
Feng Hen was a knowledgeable person. At first glance, he was horrified.
He had never seen this kind of flying broadsword tactical deployment before.
"The fire in the ruins is gradually driven … The blade in the ruins of fire!"
He shouted in a low voice and performed a forbidden move.
The Fiery Broadsword in his hand suddenly burst out layers of knife shadows, like a crab claw chrysanthemum blooming in an instant. The petals bloomed, forming a perfect circle, and wrapped him in it.
Ding, ding, ding!
All the flying broadswords that came at him were intercepted and sent flying back.
But how could the broadsword tactical deployment that Li Mu had newly comprehended be so simple?
These golden flying broadswords that were sent flying constantly collided with each other in mid-air, changing their direction and trajectory, drawing out golden fire arcs. They went back and forth and attacked Feng Hen again, as if they were endless.
The dense net of broadswords constantly rolled toward Feng Hen.
Feng Hen's eyes were full of shock.
He clearly felt that as time went by, the power of the broadsword tactical deployment and the net of broadswords became stronger and stronger, and the pressure caused by it was constantly rising. Like a flood that had been intercepted, it became more and more turbulent and violent, as if the dam would be completely destroyed in the next moment.
"What kind of broadswordsmanship is this?"
Feng Hen was more and more shocked.
Whether it was the chaotic army or the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, an expert in the Immortal King Realm who could have such cultivation and combat skills should not be unknown. Moreover, he was so young. Who was he?
His mind was racing, but it did not affect the operation of his moves.
After withstanding the impact of countless golden flying broadswords, the Ruins in Fire Blade, which looked like the petals of the crab claw chrysanthemum, seemed to be more and more vigorous.
Each broadsword shadow that formed the petals absorbed the opponent's power and was brewing, waiting for Feng Hen to explode. Under the setting sun, it was shining with dazzling brilliance.
"Kill!"
Feng Hen shouted angrily.
Li Mu's performance made him realize that he could no longer be careless. He must kill this young man with terrible potential.
The cyan ancient lamp floated above his head.
He held the long broadsword with both hands and suddenly chopped.
Boom!
The "crab claw chrysanthemum" suddenly bloomed.
The power of the forbidden move suddenly broke out at this moment.
The blade of the petal, shining with dreamy and magnificent colors, instantly shot out. The sword shadow and petals all over the sky strangled Li Mu.
At the same time, Li Mu also chopped with the Immortal-killing Broadsword in his hand.
Wind-Cloud Six Moves did not have such a long time to prepare.
The moment the blade chopped out, in the void, invisible ripples flashed slightly.
Li Mu's figure, like a ghost, inconceivably passed through the killing range of the Ruinous Blade in Fire and arrived in front of Wind Mark.
"What?"
Feng Hen was taken aback.
"What kind of supernatural power is this?"
At that moment, he did not react at all.
"This is not speed."
"It's not speed at all."
"But … some kind of strange fault?"
The Immortal-killing Broadsword in Li Mu's hand chopped down like a waterfall.
Blood splashed.
An arm was separated from the blood and flew up.
Feng Hen screamed in pain and retreated, and a lot of blood spurted out from the wound on his right arm.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would be injured.
Li Mu followed him like a shadow, and his broadsword method surged forward violently, sweeping out one strike after another.
Feng Hen lost the upper hand. He was tired of parrying and kept retreating.
But he could not resist.
Every time Li Mu's figure flashed, it was so incredible that Feng Hen could not grasp and capture him at all.
In a flash, Feng Hen was hit several times.
If it were not for the protection of the cyan light from the ancient lamp floating above his head, Feng Hen's body would have been chopped into pieces.
"How could this be?"
Feng Hen was scared out of his wits.
"You … you have mastered the profound law of time?"
He stared at Li Mu and finally realized that every time Li Mu flashed forward, he did not rely on speed, but a kind of distortion and change of the flow of time. That was why even with the insight of an Immortal King, he could not capture the slightest trace of Li Mu.
Li Mu did not speak, but kept chopping.
Seeing this, Feng Hen knew that if he continued to fight, he would probably die here today.
He gritted his teeth, turned around, and fled.
Li Mu's broadsword momentum was superimposed to the extreme. He suddenly chopped out and hit the cyan ancient lamp.
"Boom!"
The ancient lamp shook.
A crack spread out from the lampshade.
"You … I will not let you go … Just wait and see." Feng Hen consumed the last remaining Teleportation Talisman, desperately injected his Immortal Core Power into it, and fled frantically.
Li Mu did not chase after him.
The second strike hit the cyan ancient lamp.
"Bang!"
The lamp cover finally broke.
Li Mu extinguished the flame of the wick and rescued Xia Jing's Primordial Spirit from it.
There was a flash of light.
Xia Jing's Primordial Spirit was restored to its real size.
She looked weary, pale, and trembling slightly. Her energy was extremely thin, like a faint layer of transparent smoke, as if a gust of wind would dissipate it.
She was once a peerless beauty, but now, she was extremely dispirited.
"Mu Mu, you … I'm sorry."
Xia Jing's Primordial Spirit looked at Li Mu with complicated eyes.
She still felt guilty for taking the initiative to attract the two great divine guards, Feng Hen and Yu Hen, which caused Li Mu and his party to suffer heavy losses.
"It's not your fault." Li Mu comforted her, "You don't have to feel guilty … Don't say that. The most important thing is to find a way to restore your Primordial Spirit and rebuild your body."
Once the body of an immortal expert was damaged, but if the Primordial Spirit was intact, it was possible to rebuild the body through some secret methods. After 30 or 50 years of cultivation, it was not impossible to completely recover.
Xia Jing's Primordial Spirit shook her head.
"I can't do it anymore. This lamp is called the [Green Soul Purgatory Lamp]. The Primordial Spirit that it absorbs can only be refined for five days before it can never recover … Mu Mu, thank you for freeing me."
The torture of refining the flame of the ancient cyan lamp was worse than death. She had thought that she would be tortured endlessly by Feng Hen. She did not expect that Li Mu could defeat Feng Hen and save her in such a short time.
She could finally be free.
"What?" Li Mu was shocked and said, "Don't say such discouraging words. There must be a way …"
Xia Jing smiled with a pale face. She interrupted Li Mu and said, "Young Master Mu, can I … give you a hug?"
Li Mu was stunned. He immediately reached out and held Xia Jing's Primordial Spirit in his arms.
Primordial Spirit was an intangible thing, like a shadow, without the slightest sense of touch.
Xia Jing hugged Li Mu's chest with both hands, gently tilted her head, and leaned against Li Mu's heart. Listening to the familiar yet strange heartbeat, a wisp of red appeared on her pale face, and she sighed faintly, "I really envy her …"
Li Mu was stunned.
Xia Jing murmured as if in a dream, "I know you look down on me, but which woman doesn't want to be accompanied by a lover, protected, and spend the rest of her life? People in chaos are like ants. If there is a next life, I only want to be born in a prosperous time and be an ordinary woman … "
As soon as she finished speaking, the energy of her Primordial Spirit quickly thinned and finally disappeared.
The crook of Li Mu's arm was empty.
In his heart, he did not know what to feel.
There was one more thing.
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