Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 325 First Show of Strength
"Sword formation technique..."

Chen Mu's mind moved, and the gestures in his hands changed. The faint thunder in the field dissipated, and the sound of raindrops and flowing water took over.

At the same time, a water-colored sword light flew out, as if melting all the raindrops falling from the sky and bringing up water flowing all over the sky.

"Behead!" Zheng Jinyan's face darkened.

The flying sword filled with endless murderous aura did not dodge at all and slashed directly towards the flowing sword light!
To defeat the enemy with Yaoguang Pojun, this kind of momentum is what is needed, and the momentum cannot be weak!
"Crash!"

The flying sword slashed on the flowing water, causing it to shatter instantly and scatter everywhere.

Zheng Jinyan was delighted. A country boy was just a country boy. No matter how powerful he boasted, he could not compare with him once they fought.

He sneered and was about to drive Yaoguang Pojun to kill.

However, he saw that the collapsed water seemed to have a spirit and wrapped around him again in the blink of an eye, and made a "ding ding" sound, and was about to turn his flying sword over and crush it.

Xu Jingyang's eyes lit up. As the saying goes, if you cut the water with a sword, the water will flow even faster. Even if you are made of tempered steel, when faced with the endless sword light of the flowing water, it will become soft as silk.

"Is this the swordsmanship of the Zhao State? Could it be that the Zhao State has a sword tradition?"

"It can actually compete with the Beidou Sword Formation. This sword technique is probably either a top-grade treasure technique, or Junior Brother Chen has practiced it for a long time and has reached the state of great perfection..."

"This sword technique alone is enough to make you famous in the sect."

……

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Zheng Jinyan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly suppressed the thought of underestimating the enemy that had just arisen in his mind.

"As expected of a cultivator praised by the Immortal, he really has some skills..."

The mood changes so quickly, in just a moment.

"Snapped!"

Yaoguang Pojun, who was trapped in the flowing water, suddenly disappeared, but it was his own initiative.

"I didn't expect Junior Brother Chen to also practice swordsmanship... Okay, I'll show Junior Brother our Beidou Sword Formation!"

"Shhhhh..."

The remaining six flying sword shadows behind Zheng Jinyan flew up at the same time, and under his command, Yaoguang Pojun reappeared and joined them.

Amid the sounds of swords ringing, huge stars began to appear in the bright daytime sky. There were seven of them in total, forming the shape of a spoon.

Suddenly, an astonishing spiritual energy emerged and rushed towards the fifth star in the middle, catalyzing the formation of an ancient long sword with a sense of center.

"Yu Heng Qi Tian!"

With a loud shout, he swung his ancient long sword forward!

Chen Mu frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable pressure enveloping him, as if the power from heaven was sent down to suppress him on the spot.

Moreover, the ancient long sword seems to be a little weaker in momentum, not as strong as the original Yaoguang Pojun, but in fact it is seven flying sword phantoms combined into one, and its power is far greater than before!

Xu Jingyang also felt uneasy. Even he hadn't been able to stop Zheng Jinyan's Beidou Sword Formation before, so he could only control the lightning in the sky to protect himself. Now Chen Mu's magic power was insufficient, and he was afraid that he couldn't hold on for too long...

"disease!"

Chen Mu let out a low shout and instantly summoned a ten-foot-long jade seal, but it was not used to meet the long sword. Instead, he used it to break free from the pressure.

"Crack!"

The Chongxu Huatian Seal soared into the sky, and immediately several shackles were broken and revealed.

Taking advantage of the moment of ease, he retreated violently, then set up a wall with a mysterious light and crane pattern.

"boom!"

Before the long sword arrived, the powerful force that swept over hit the light wall, stirring up waves in the air.

Feeling the magic power descending layer by layer, Chen Mu was certain in his heart.

Zheng Jinyan attacked with all his might, hoping for a quick victory, but he had a different idea...

"boom!"

A loud bang was heard, and the wall with the Xuanguan crane pattern wailed continuously, and it was afraid that it would collapse and disappear in a few breaths.

Zheng Jinyan's heart hardened, and his magic power surged forward desperately, and the ancient long sword became sharper!
Chen Mu's eyes moved, as if he didn't see the danger, and he suddenly made hand gestures.

"Bah!"

It was as if a flash of lightning was tearing through the sky, and everyone subconsciously looked up.

I saw a series of dark night thunders as thick as giant pythons quietly appearing and falling with a force of ten thousand kilograms, hitting the Big Dipper Sword Formation directly.

"Guishui Yinlei..."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they all looked at Xu Jingyang standing beside them.

Thunder magic is difficult to practice, and there are very few true disciples who are proficient in it. Xu Jingyang was also very stubborn and spent a lot of effort before he reached the great success level.

Now there is one more person...

Zheng Jinyan's pupils also shrank slightly, and he felt a little regretful.

It’s not that he regretted making the bet with Chen Mu, but he regretted that he underestimated his opponent and fought with him easily without getting to know Chen Mu well.

But as the lightning approached, he could only suppress his regret. With a frown and a glare, he turned the blade of his ancient long sword and headed straight for the dark thunder in the sky.

"What's the use of delaying for a moment? I don't believe you can hold out for too long with such a large-scale thunder spell!"

"Boom!"

The lightning struck the ancient long sword, stirring up thin lightning threads that entangled it, but it did not cause it to collapse for a moment, and he held it up.

Zheng Jinyan sneered inwardly, confident in his Beidou Sword Formation. Although the Beidou Sword Formation wasn't a magical seed, it was still a top-grade treasure technique, and he had already cultivated it to the minor success stage.

Such combat power enables him to rank among the true disciples, and he is no match for a mere cultivator.

He couldn't wait to see Murano Xiaoxiu's panic...

His spiritual sense passed through the lightning and his face, which was just beginning to smile, suddenly froze!
"What about people!"

After investigating with spiritual sense, Chen Mu's figure was nowhere to be found.

In an instant, Zheng Jinyan broke out in a cold sweat, and due to his experience, he immediately used self-protection measures.

But in the end, it was still a step too late...

A cloud of light rain mist that appeared at some unknown time quietly dissipated, and a dazzling sword light shot out!
"Senior Brother Zheng!"

Father, like son.

The female cultivator named Sun who was watching from the side changed her expression and hurriedly shouted a reminder.

Zheng Jinyan reacted quickly. The moment he heard the shout, he turned around and threw out a small purple net, hoping to delay for a while.

But he still underestimated the speed of Zhishui's Rain Curtain Attack Technique.

The small purple net fell down, but it hit nothing.

The figure holding a sword flashed by and approached Zheng Jinyan in an instant.

"Crack!"

With a slight sound, Zheng Jinyan's protective spirit tablet broke into two halves, leaving him with no chance of recovery.

Chen Mu held the sword against his body and turned around with interest to look at the female cultivator named Sun who had reminded him.

"Sun Shan!"

The beautiful disciple sitting next to him was also a little unhappy, and she scolded him before Chen Mu could even watch.

"I lost, I actually lost, how could it be..."

Zheng Jinyan's face turned pale, he couldn't believe the result, but the sharp sword at his neck could not be faked.

He was not the only one who couldn't believe it. How many people around him thought that he would lose to Chen Mu?

Aside from Xu Jingyang, who looked delighted, most of the others were shocked and surprised...

When cultivators fight, it is a matter of life and death.

If you fail in one move, you will die.

After thinking about it, Zheng Jinyan felt even more regretful, because he found that Chen Mu's magic power next to him was already unstable, which showed that it had reached its limit.

"If I could hold on a little longer, I would be the winner! No, even if I knew him better beforehand, I would still be the winner... Hateful!"

Looking at his face that was turning pale and blue, Chen Mu sneered in his heart. After calming down his anger, he put away his sword and bowed, saying:
"Brother Zheng, I won by luck."

Zheng Jinyan's face looked grim, and without saying a word, he stood up and turned to leave.

"Zheng Jinyan!"

Xu Jingyang shouted loudly, reminding him to leave the bet.

"Humph!"

Zheng Jinyan's escape light did not slow down. After throwing out a hundred mountain and river talismans, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Zheng!"

Among the crowd around, most people hurriedly followed, leaving only a few people who bowed and said goodbye to Chen Mu's luggage.

"Junior Brother Chen, I came here in a hurry. I am extremely rude. I hope you will not be offended..."

"Yes, Junior Brother Chen, we all had some free time, so we followed them here. We didn't know they were here for a gambling fight."

Several people spoke briefly, all trying to excuse themselves, but they acknowledged Chen Mu's strength and did not want to offend him easily.

"Hmph, you guys came here to help, how can you just say a few words to get rid of it?" Xu Jingyang took over the conversation and said with a sneer: "But since you guys are here, you might as well help Junior Brother Chen..."

Everyone's faces froze when they heard what he meant.

"Junior Brother Chen, we were disrespectful in this matter... These fifty Mountain and River Talismans will be considered as my apology."

But it was the handsome disciple who spoke up for justice.

Seeing this, the others also took out some mountain and river talismans, most of them were ten in number.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he didn't take it. Instead, he smiled and said, "May I ask your name, Senior Sister?"

"Lanzhi Island, Ding Shu."

"Senior Sister Ding, there's no need to do this. Even if Junior Brother wants to apologize, he should go find those who withdrew..."

Chen Mu's eyes flashed, and he remembered those people who drank his spiritual tea but did not express anything.

Ding Shu smiled and didn't insist. She put away the Mountain and River Talisman and bowed, saying, "Since Junior Brother is so free and easy, I can't be shy. How about this? When Junior Brother is free someday, you can go to Lanzhi Island."

As soon as these words were spoken, the others were moved and looked at Chen Mu with envy.

Unfortunately, Chen Mu didn't know why and just responded casually.

After the few people left, Xu Jingyang looked excited and was about to tell him about the wonders of Lanzhi Island, but his expression suddenly froze.

After a pause, he changed his tone and said with a smile: "Master Zhuang has returned to the mountain, and Master is urging me to lead you there..."

(End of this chapter)