Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 25: Beheaded with a Sword

He Hua moved incredibly fast yet silently, like a poisonous snake that had been hiding for a long time, waiting to hunt, and he was out of the house in the blink of an eye.

The moment he rushed out, Chen Mu and the others who had quietly returned and were hiding in the dark discovered his figure.

I originally thought we would have to hold on for a few days, but who would have thought it would be so quick.

Chen Mu and the other man looked at each other and immediately followed carefully.

He Hua seemed to be worried about something. He walked and stopped, and passed by several houses.

Chen Mu looked at Han Jing, and Han Jing explained in a low voice: "The houses we bypassed are where some high-level cultivators in the city are..."

“Seek good fortune and avoid misfortune…”

The two of them said nothing more and followed silently.

After a moment, the black shadow in front suddenly stopped, then turned left and headed out of the city.

Chen Mu thought to himself that this was not good, they must have discovered that they were following him.

"Your spiritual perception is so sharp. We are already very far apart..."

Han Jing hesitated for a moment: "Maybe... it's not because of us, but he just happened to be out of town?"

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, saying, "Maybe...you'll know when you follow."

After crossing the city wall, we arrived at a suburban forest not far from the city.

The two of them rushed behind a rock, looked up, and their eyes suddenly became sharp.

He Hua was facing the rock at this time, his snake eyes were filled with cold green light, and his lips opened slightly from time to time, revealing a thin, blood-red forked tongue.

Without opening his mouth, a voice came out from his body: "Who are you and why are you chasing me?"

Seeing that he had noticed the two of them, Chen Mu slowly walked out.

Han Jing, who was standing by, was a little frightened when she first saw this scene, but she still asked, "Brother He... what are you doing?"

He Hua did not respond, his upper body shook slightly, and his eyes became colder.

The two men looked a little unhappy, because the spiritual power fluctuations coming from He Hua at this time... were at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

Fortunately, it doesn't look very stable, it should have just broken through...

Looking at the figure that was completely different from He Hua in both physique and temperament, Chen Mu whispered, "He should... not be Brother He anymore."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Mu and Han Jing activated their magic power at the same time, pointed their toes, and quickly retreated backwards.

The next moment, He Hua, with dark mist emanating from his body, roared furiously and appeared where the two had just stood.

Han Jing immediately summoned a fiery red flying sword, and with a flick of his finger, the flying sword flew towards He Hua.

Chen Mu also cast spells continuously, and suddenly three or four perfect water blades slashed towards him.

He Hua ignored these attacks and opened his mouth wide. A long tongue like a blood line wrapped around him at an incredible speed.

Han Jing multitasked, took out an ancient bell and threw it into the air. The next moment, a huge shadow of the ancient bell covered the bodies of the two people, blocking the long tongue from entangled.

At this time, the flying sword and water blade had also succeeded, but they did not exert their due power and only cut off many black scales.

A gleam of light flashed in Chen Mu's eyes. He used his finger as a sword and lifted it upwards, picking up the long tongue wrapped around the ancient bell.

With a "click", the broken section of the long tongue fell to the ground.

He Hua whimpered a few times and quickly retracted the remaining long tongue.

After retracting it into his mouth, he opened his mouth wide and let out a series of sharp hisses, just like a black snake threatening its enemy.

Seeing that his long tongue was useless, he shook his body and rushed over quickly.

Han Jing immediately used all his magic power, and the fiery red flying sword flying in the air suddenly shone brightly, even emitting sparks, and headed towards He Hua.

He Hua tried to grab the flying sword with both hands, but the moment he touched the sword, he stepped back as if he was burned, and many black scales fell off.

Han Jing made hand gestures again, wanting to press on with the victory, but suddenly found that the flying sword was moving with difficulty and sluggishness.

Looking closely, the originally fiery red flying sword now had two black handprints.

The scales that had fallen off He Hua's hands, nourished by the dark mist surrounding his body, grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye. He raised his eyes and chased after Han Jing again.

Han Jing's expression changed, his eyes showed anxiety, and he hurriedly urged the flying sword. Flames immediately ignited on the sword, burning the conspicuous black handprint, turning it into wisps of flying ash. Judging from his speed, he was indeed too late to stop He Hua.

Chen Mu took advantage of the opportunity and the pattern of the Fu Bo Water Diversion Technique suddenly lit up above the water lotus in his dantian.

Several water columns appeared out of thin air and rushed towards He Hua's body, wrapping around him like a water prison.

He Hua suddenly felt as if he was carrying a thousand pounds on his shoulders, his speed dropped sharply, and under the huge pressure of the water flow, many black scales appeared all over his body.

What made him even more crazy was that the black mist on his body was gradually dissipated by the white smoke in the water.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the restraints, he seemed to make up his mind. The panic in his eyes turned into a coldness. His cold eyes were dyed black, and the chill in the water increased greatly.

The next moment, all the remaining dark mist that gradually dissipated was taken back into his body. For a split second, He Hua felt as if he had taken a magic medicine. A sense of comfort unconsciously emerged on his face that was full of murderous intent.

As he took a step forward, the originally extremely stable water prison suddenly collapsed.

He kept walking and in the blink of an eye he was close to Han Jing. He used his two arms like a tail or a poisonous snake to whip at the phantom of the ancient bell.

"Ding ding ding..." The shadow swayed and gradually dissipated, and a series of sounds finally called back the flying sword.

The flaming flying sword slashed towards He Hua, splashing countless black scales.

Without the nourishment of the dark mist, the black scales did not grow again.

Just when Han Jing was feeling happy, He Hua's spiritual power suddenly moved and dissipated, followed by a dark mist that condensed around him.

"It's Brother He's magic power... He seems to only be able to use it this way."

Chen Mu pondered for a moment, then whispered to Han Jing, "Senior Sister, just engage in a fight and consume his mist."

Han Jing nodded and drove the flying sword to harass continuously. Chen Mu also joined the battle and cast magic.

A quarter of an hour later, the dark mist beside He Hua also dissipated, and his body surface became mottled and his snake scales were scattered.

His snake-like eyes bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and the words he uttered were filled with bewitching aura: "Stop, if you spare my life, I will give you the secret technique of immortality..."

Chen Mu and the other man ignored them and continued to cast spells.

Just look at his inhuman face and you will know that the secret art of immortality must be an evil and harmful method.

After a while, He Hua seemed to have no strength left and stopped resisting. He lay on the ground motionless, dying, allowing the magic flying sword to attack him.

Han Jing still had a glimmer of hope to rescue Senior Brother He, so she didn't kill him. Seeing that he had only a breath of life left, she took a few steps forward to see if there was any hope.

Seeing this, Chen Mu spoke out a reminder.

Han Jing nodded, stood a little further away, and used her spiritual sense to look at He Hua.

If the spiritual awareness of the Qi Condensation Stage is not obvious and the distance is not very short, there is no need to take a few steps closer to check.

The spiritual consciousness gradually covered the whole body, and found that except for the outline of his legs and hands, there was no human-like part of He Hua's body. His whole body was covered with black scales...

Han Jing frowned and was secretly amazed, but suddenly she heard a loud shout from Chen Mu behind her!
She knew something had happened, so she didn't dare to look or think too much. She just stepped forward and turned around to escape.

At this time, Chen Mu was surprised, because he saw that He Hua, who was lying on the ground dying, turned his head strangely, and it extended infinitely. His speed was like a thunder, and he bit Han Jing in the blink of an eye.

He immediately clenched his hands, and the next moment, a large water sword appeared out of thin air in his hands, crystal clear and as if it were real.

With a sudden step of his right foot, his body was like a fallen leaf, brushing past Han Jing and being blown forward.

He raised his hands high, gritted his teeth, and chopped down hard!
In an instant, a crescent-shaped water-blue sword energy emerged along the trajectory of the slash.

There was no hard collision as imagined, nor a loud noise, only a feeling of crushing everything in its path.

Even after the sword energy was completed, it had not yet dissipated, leaving a sword mark on the ground that stretched for several feet...

One sword kills the head!
After Han Jing had escaped a little further, she heard a noise behind her. Turning to look, she saw a breeze blowing away the jade crown on Chen Mu's head. His long, dark hair fluttered in the wind along with his white robe, and the water sword in his hand slowly dissipated...

For a moment, only Chen Mu's figure was reflected in her eyes, and it lasted for a long time.

Chen Mu retracted his magic, turned to look at Han Jing, and asked, "Senior Sister, are you okay?"

Han Jing shuddered, then suddenly realized what was happening. She panicked and avoided Chen Mu's gaze, saying, "I'm fine..."

(End of this chapter)