Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 288 Three Talents Spirit Sword
It was a straight punch without any change, but it swept up a lot of mysterious light, and it really carried an indomitable spirit.

"Bang bang bang..."

The male cultivator named Du was not willing to be outdone. The fire patterns floating on the surface of his black robe glowed dimly. He ignored all defense and attacked Niu Dali like a madman!

For a moment, the dull thud of fists hitting flesh could be heard continuously...

It was not until this time that Chen Mu and others took advantage of the full force of the male cultivator named Du and saw through his true realm, which was the middle stage of foundation building.

"This person is already in the middle stage of foundation building, so what about the Senior Brother Li he mentioned..."

Lin Shuyun frowned, and there was a sense of foreboding in her voice.

Chen Mu's eyes flickered as he slowly said, "He who comes here has bad intentions. Judging from his mysterious techniques, he is not a cultivator from the Palace of Eternal Life."

"Not the evil cultivator from the Hall of Eternal Life? You said it was..."

Chen Mu nodded: "I'm afraid it's a mysterious force that secretly helps the Palace of Eternal Life."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and became even more cautious.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, how come Lin Yuanqing's flying sword is in their hands?" Chen Mu asked while the three people opposite were watching the fight between Niu Dali and the other two with great interest.

Previously, there were three foundation-building cultivators sent by Wenjian Pavilion to help, and Lin Yuanqing was one of them, who went to guard Guiye Gate.

Chu Li's expression was somewhat grim, and he shook his head in confusion. "Sword cultivators like me never leave our swords. With the situation today, I'm afraid that Uncle Lin and the others are in great danger..."

Chen Mu's eyes twitched when he heard this. If it was really as he said, then two of the three spiritual veins on the border of Yuehua Mountain had been occupied.

If we had known this earlier, it would have been better for everyone to stay together in one place, so that we can ensure that no one place is lost.

Ultimately, they were too passive, completely unaware of the other party's actions and their purpose...

After a while, Niu Dali's offensive gradually weakened, his face turned red, but he could only change his offensive strategy and focus on pick-and-roll.

Chen Mu frowned when he saw this. This was the first time he saw Niu Dali unable to fight head-on.

"Hahaha..." Perhaps because he was itching to watch, cultivator Zhong suddenly laughed out loud, "Senior Brother Du's Heavenly Fire Mysterious Body is truly extraordinary. No wonder he was chosen by Master himself... With all the credit going to him, I can't let him take all the credit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body shook, and the fluctuation of mana in the early stage of foundation building burst out!
"Fortunately..." Everyone felt relieved.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded quietly, and three flying swords of different colors surrounded him, and the extraordinary spiritual aura cut through the sky.

There are three flying swords, one is red, one is blue, and one is golden, covered with cloud patterns, full of spirituality.

The male cultivator surnamed Zhong looked at the three flying swords and said proudly, "Since I have successfully established my foundation, this set of Three Talents Spirit Swords has already shown its spiritual power. Today, I will let you country cultivators see what the foundation of a great sect is!"

In his words, he did not hide the fact that he came from a big clan at all. It seemed that he was not worried at all that Chen Mu and others could escape from here.

"Buzzing..."

The three ancient flying swords trembled slightly, as if they were all responding to the sound.

"Chi Xiao, go!"

The male cultivator named Zhong pointed his finger, and the crimson ancient sword disappeared immediately.

At this moment, a thin red line quietly appeared in the air and pierced directly towards Chen Mu, who was wearing a fluttering white robe.

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat. He was the only one chosen among so many people...

Little did they know that although the male cultivator named Zhong seemed casual, he had actually been secretly planning and observing for a long time. Just now, when Chen Mu was fighting with the evil cultivator of the Hall of Eternal Life, he had already seen that Chen Mu's skills were decent, but not so outstanding, which was just right for him to use to make merit.

A red line was like a cloud flowing in the sky. The sword should have been killing intent when it slashed down, but it brought out a feeling of the vastness of the sky and the sea, like the sigh of a famous scholar.

This extremely contradictory feeling is enough to prove the excellence of this sword!
It was a pity that the male cultivator surnamed Zhong had chosen Chen Mu. If it had been anyone else, his wish to achieve merit might have been fulfilled.

The clear water-like Quexie sword in his hand rang continuously, faintly revealing a sense of excitement.

"call out!"

A sword swept across the sky like a torrential summer rain. The hermit shouted loudly, and before he knew it, he had already slashed in front of Chen Mu.

The male cultivator named Zhong had his hands behind his back. Although his face could not be seen clearly, his expression was extremely arrogant.

Who says that cultivation requires brutal fighting and competing for resources like Brother Du?
Look at his demeanor as a banished immortal, the same supreme avenue, the same...

Before he could finish his thought, his expression suddenly froze and he stood there in astonishment.

Chen Mu was seen holding the sword in one hand, and a lot of water mist rose from his side with a "whoosh" sound. Combined with the raindrops falling quietly from the sky, the Chixiao Sword temporarily lost its direction.

"Chi Xiao, hurry!"

The male cultivator named Zhong quickly used his spiritual sense to lock onto Chen Mu's figure, and the Chixiao Sword turned into a spiritual light and flew away quickly.

"Oh!"

The red sword light passed through, and Chen Mu's figure scattered like clouds and mist.

At the same time, the real Chen Mu had already approached him with a sword in his hand, and sharp energy was attacking him. The male cultivator named Zhong was suddenly terrified and felt a chill on his neck.

Seeing this change, the male cultivator surnamed Zhong's eyes turned slightly red. He no longer bothered to call Chi Xiao back to defend, and pointed at something and shouted, "Qing He, go!"

"Whoosh!"

The green ancient sword flew through the air, sweeping up a vast expanse of green across the sky and earth, like endless acres of green wheat.

However, it left in such a graceful manner that a burst of crisp sounds soon rang out again amidst the rain and fog.

Que Que Xie Sword was like raindrops falling from the sky, and every strike and slash was like a nemesis, harvesting thousands of acres of green crops, and the greenness in the sky slowly dissipated.

"How...how could this happen?"

The male cultivator named Zhong was extremely excited and stunned. The situation before him was completely different from what his master had said when he gave him the sword.

The sword was so powerful that it could cut straight into the soul...but now it seemed to have no effect.

"Jin Shang, go..."

In a hurry, the male cultivator named Zhong was about to release the third ancient sword, but when he looked up, he saw Chen Mu striding towards him, but the evil sword in his hand was still a little ahead, and turned into a ray of rain and disappeared in a flash.

The sword was so fast that even his senior brother couldn't react and help.

"Oh!"

The Quexie Sword slowly revealed its traces, but was blocked by a jade-colored halo.

The male cultivator named Zhong finally reacted and felt extremely heartbroken as he looked at the jade halo surrounding him. This was a precious protective treasure that his master had refined specifically for him. It could save his life, but there was only one chance.

At first he thought this was unnecessary, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly...

"Little thief, what evil magic did you use? With my spiritual sword by my side and the foundation of the cicada slough, how could I be defeated by a mere country bumpkin like you?"

The male cultivator named Zhong was like a madman, pointing at Chen Mu and shouting wildly.

However, he was not the only one who couldn't believe the result. The others were also shocked.

Anyone could see that the three ancient swords he summoned were full of spiritual charm. Just looking at them for a moment would make one feel a dull pain in the soul, let alone facing their sharp edges...

(End of this chapter)