"How is this possible?"
Xianchen's face was full of disbelief. He could neither accept nor adapt to the transformation from a memory entity into someone with a physical body.
At this moment, Mu Qing had barely recovered some of his strength. He clearly could not unleash the axe light of the Heaven-Opening Banner again, so he merely summoned the Azure Marsh Divine Sword and sent hazy streaks of sword light slashing forth.
Xianchen was still stunned and failed to react at once. By the time he came to his senses, the Azure Marsh Divine Sword had already reached him.
The Heaven-Piercing Divine Sword had slipped from Xianchen's grasp earlier. At this moment, he could only instinctively mobilize his power, press two fingers together, and stab forward with his fingers as a sword.
Sword Qi bore down fiercely. Even after becoming flesh and blood, Xianchen could still wield part of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain's power. His strength was by no means weak.
Of course, such a hasty counterattack was no match for Mu Qing. The Sword Qi was shredded apart, and vast sword light swept out, bursting with a blinding radiance.
Mu Qing retreated again and again, the Azure Marsh Divine Sword in his hand humming and trembling. Xianchen was still difficult to deal with!
Yet a smile appeared on his face.
In the distance, Xianchen had been blasted back several hundred zhang, his face filled with horror.
His palm was stained with blood, covered in wounds carved by sword light. Drops of scorching red blood fell one after another.
At this very moment, he was no longer an immortal standing high above all others, but a mortal beginning to panic!
A chilly smile touched Mu Qing's lips as he raised the Azure Marsh Divine Sword and pointed it at Xianchen.