1167 Golden Immortal Sword! (5)
This sword came from within the void, condensed in the world of emptiness.
This was a Golden Immortal sword cultivator who struck out with his sword in his Grotto-heaven, first severing the soul, then breaking the physical body.
It was impossible to dodge such a sword.
Only a battle could ensue.
Since a battle was inevitable, it was better to face it boldly than to hide.
Han Muye raised his hand, and in his palm, a nine-layered sword tower appeared.
Today, he represented the Sword Sect.
In this battle, he couldn’t hold anything back anymore.
Other than the power of the Baxia Divine Beast that could not be revealed, he would exert all his strength.
Nine-story Sword Tower.
Endless sword light.
Kui Bloodline.
Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords.
Below, the power of the Gale Bandit Battle Formation transformed into a black sword light that soared into the sky and landed on the sword tower.
Behind him, the power of the Yunlan City’s city-protecting array was activated, turning into a green sword light that fused with the sword light in front of Han Muye.
In the sky, the golden soul power on the Deity Roll transformed into a golden sword and landed in front of Han Muye.
Above Han Muye’s head, the sword of the soul formed by his immortal cultivation appeared.
Fight.
Battle intent surged.
Thousands of sword lights converged into one.
Killing intent condensed.
His essence, qi, and spirit condensed into a sword.
The long sword hung in the air and did not stop. It directly collided with the sword light that streaked across the sky.
Facing a Golden Immortal sword cultivator, he was not waiting for death, but blocking the sword with his sword.
As a sword cultivator, even if he died, he had to die after drawing his sword!
The outcome of this strike determined the life and death of the entire Yunlan City!
Ultimately, in the world of conflict, it all came down to life and death.
“Fight!”
A furious roar came from somewhere.
“Fight—”
Countless voices sounded throughout Yunlan City.
Fighting for survival.
Han Muye transformed into a sword, yet his mind remained clear.
It had been a long, long time since he had risked his life with the sword in his hand.
The sword was really his life…
At this moment, his sword emitted a green light.
A sword for survival, without hesitation.
“Clang—”
The two swords collided with a crisp sound.
The collision of sword lights stirred the surging clouds and waves of the world, causing gusts of wind to scatter and giving rise to the power of the land and the heavens, transforming into whirlpools.
No one below the Heaven Immortal Realm could stand firm.
Above the Heaven Immortal Realm, everyone’s hearts trembled and their faces turned pale.
The power of heaven and earth drawn by this sword was not magnificent, and it was even less intense than the collision between peak Heaven Immortals.
However, the killing intent of the divine soul contained in this sword had already surpassed the level of a Heaven Immortal.
This was a clash between two Golden Immortals!
The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal was a Sword Dao Golden Immortal powerhouse, but Yunlan Sword Immortal was actually so powerful.
No wonder he dared to face a Golden Immortal directly!
“Boom!”
The power of heaven and earth transformed into a torrent that surged in all directions like waves.
Han Muye’s figure reappeared, holding a sword in his hand. His expression remained unchanged as he stood in the air.
“Spirit Sword Senior, how about this strike?”
How about?
This was provocation!
Within the void, silence reigned, only the gusty wind howled and immortal qi roared like tides.
Yunlan Sword Immortal could withstand one strike from a Golden Immortal spiritual sword, but could he withstand a second or third strike?
Impossible!
Yet within the void, there was no trace of sword light.
“Kid, I’ll wait for you in the Burial Immortal City.”
A voice that was neither loud nor soft resounded in the void.
Burial Immortal City.
One of the three most dangerous places in the Fuyu Immortal World.
This Golden Immortal of the Sword Dao actually attacked from far away in the Burial Immortal City!
Such a method was truly terrifying!
“Alright.”
Han Muye declared loudly.
The sword light that filled the sky dispersed, and the three Void Refinement Realm Heaven Immortals of Zhenyuan Temple retreated. The Gale Bandits lined up in formation and returned to Yunlan City.
All returned to silence as the gusty wind gradually calmed down.
However, everything had changed completely!
“If Yunlan Sword Immortal can block this sword, it’s impossible for the spiritual sword Golden Immortal to attack again.” Seeing Han Muye disappear in midair and the Yunlan City array dissipate, a white-bearded old man’s eyes lit up.
“The Daoist Faction is shameless. Moreover, the Sword Sect is not a pushover that can be easily bullied.” The middle-aged sword cultivator beside the old man revealed a smile.
“The Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect should have arrived as well, right?”
Looking at Yunlan City, someone whispered.
Indeed, the Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect had arrived.
Yunlan City, in the main hall of the City Lord’s Residence.
Zuo Baichou and the others stood below with their heads lowered, not daring to breathe loudly.
Han Muye stood in front. At the head of the table was a Daoist in his forties wearing a green and white robe with a green sword hanging at his waist.
The Daoist appraised Han Muye, his expression calm.
“Senior Shu Ming said you act with prudence.
“Is this what you call prudence?”
The Daoist placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and said calmly.
“When a sword cultivator acts, one only needs to consider the sword in hand. What does that have to do with prudence?” Han Muye spoke loudly.
In the hall, Zuo Baichou and the others couldn’t help but twitch their mouths.
When facing a Golden Immortal, couldn’t he be a bit more diplomatic?
The Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect did not seem to expect Han Muye to answer so bluntly. He glared and snorted.
“What a troublemaker…”
His words were much milder.
“In any case, you haven’t brought disgrace to our Sword Sect.
“Much better than those b*stards.
“Senior Brother Shu Ming is the same. Back then, when you were under the tutelage of the Daoist Sect, you should’ve just slashed that guy, Su Yunzi, with a single sword instead of going through all that trouble.
“Your strike today was impressive. I know the capabilities of that Spirit Sword guy; he doesn’t spare many who stand in his way…
“Speaking of which, how did you achieve the fusion of essence, qi, and spirit? There aren’t many juniors in the Sword Sect who have achieved this.”
…
Zhang Zhenbiao and the others were dumbfounded.
The same Golden Immortal expert who exuded sword intent and a chilling aura just moments ago was now chattering away like this?
“I’m Li Yungang, the Chief of Tianzhan Hall, though that’s just a title.
“Kid, how about we have a match?
“I’ll suppress my cultivation to the Void. What do you say?
“Watching you draw your sword makes my hands itchy.
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. I won’t hurt you.”
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