Fighting a Ninth-Level Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator!
Call!
The tall, thin man flicked his wrist, activating the talisman in his palm, and a layer of cyan light immediately appeared on his body.
The Flying Sword that had slain the Seven Heroes of Red Sky floated above his head like a serpent, emitting a series of buzzing sword sounds, as if it were about to launch an attack at any moment.
"Fellow Daoist, you and I belong to the same kind of people, and I presume we both possess some means of self-preservation."
The tall, thin man stared warily at the short, stocky middle-aged man in front of him, showing no sign of disrespect.
"However, your cultivation is still a level weaker, so you are no match for me."
The tall, thin man stared at Chen Changming's Geng-Gold Sword, licked his lips, and said, "If you give me this Flying Sword, I'll be merciful and let you escape, how about that?"
Chen Changming activated the Clear Light Art, and a layer of clear light appeared in front of him.
The tall, thin man raised an eyebrow at the sight, his voice turning cold. "Heh, this Clear Light Art can't stop me. We're less than five meters apart; I can kill you in a single breath."
As soon as he finished speaking...
A barely perceptible silver light shot out from above the young man surnamed Li's head and plunged towards the tall, thin man.
His protective azure shield encountered an irresistible force, instantly piercing a tiny hole, and then the silver light headed straight for the tall, thin man's heart.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a layer of gold began to shimmer automatically inside the tall, thin man's robes.
"Not good!"
Upon seeing the Body-Protecting Jade Pendant suddenly activate, the tall, thin man's expression changed drastically. He then realized that he had been ambushed by the middle-aged man opposite him without a sound.
A beam of silver light shot out, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, and hurtled towards Chen Changming at lightning speed.
Geng-Gold Sword went to meet him.
Boom!
The two Flying Sword collided and were both pushed back, with a thin crack appearing on the tall, thin man's Flying Sword.
Before he could launch a second attack, a tremendous force struck his chest, shattering the Body-Protecting Jade Pendant on his chest instantly. Then, a sharp pain shot through his chest, and he doubled over like a shrimp, letting out a muffled groan.
Just then, the Geng-Gold Sword descended and easily severed the head of the tall, thin man.
Chen Changming cautiously looked around and, finding no one approaching, immediately took action, storing everyone's Storage Ring and the Flying Sword into his Storage Ring.
A ray of silver light flew out and returned to Chen Changming's hand.
With a flick of his wrist, he stored the Silver Thread Heart-Devouring Insect into his Beast Taming Bracelet.
"It would be a shame to abandon this Spirit Boat."
Chen Changming glanced at the Spirit Boat beneath his feet, and was about to collect the entire Spirit Boat along with the corpse when he suddenly saw a sword light descend from the dark night like a rainbow.
The speed was unprecedented in my life.
Chen Changming was on high alert, his eyes fixed on the newcomer.
The sword light stopped abruptly outside the Spirit Boat. A middle-aged man riding Flying Sword sword glared angrily at Chen Changming and roared, "Did you kill my son, Li Mu?"
"It wasn't me."
Chen Changming shook his head, then suddenly mounted his sword and took flight, waving his hand to collect the entire Spirit Boat.
Li Hefeng was taken aback.
He didn't understand what this guy meant, but he immediately realized that since this Foundation Establishment Level 2 cultivator could hide his cultivation for so long, his style of doing things must always be watertight.
By taking the Spirit Boat and the corpse, they won't give anyone a chance to investigate.
"You're asking for it!"
Li Hefeng's face contorted into a ferocious expression, and a Flying Sword slowly emerged from between his brows.
Top-tier gold-type magic sword?
Chen Changming was startled, and his expression immediately turned serious.
The opponent was a sword cultivator at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and he possessed the same Geng-Gold Sword as him!
He was well aware of the power of the Geng-Gold Sword; it was exceptionally sharp. Moreover, his opponent was at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, which meant he was stronger than him.
The next battle will likely be very difficult.
Even if the other party wanted to kill him instantly, it wouldn't be that easy.
A golden light appeared between his brows, and Chen Changming reached out and grabbed the Geng-Gold Sword.
"Hey, the Geng-Gold Sword? You have one too?"
Li Hefeng was taken aback, then his smile became even more ferocious, and he said viciously, "I'll have you killed, so that your sword can be buried with my son!"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Suddenly, to his surprise, the short, stocky middle-aged man opposite him made a startling move, actually throwing the Geng-Gold Sword in his hand towards him.
This Geng-Gold Sword is as fast as lightning.
Li Hefeng's eyes widened in utter shock. The sword strike was too fast; within a distance of less than ten meters, he had no way to dodge. He gritted his teeth and activated a protective treasure on his chest.
A layer of golden light emerged.
At the same time, a whooshing sound rang out.
He also launched an attack, the Geng-Gold Sword between his brows heading straight for Chen Changming.
A person is in mid-air.
Chen Changming accelerated by stepping on his Flying Sword, and punched the air hard, creating a powerful sonic boom. He also gained a lot of power from this, and his whole body shot out diagonally.
As a Foundation Establishment Level 6 Body Cultivator, he was naturally extremely fast when he went all out, and actually dodged Li Hefeng's sure-kill attack!
Boom!
The Geng-Gold Sword struck Li Hefeng's protective aura, sending him flying.
"We've been fooled! He's actually Body Cultivator!"
During the inverted flight, a thought surfaced in Li Hefeng's mind, leaving him utterly bewildered.
The force of the thrown sword was so great that it shook his internal organs, almost causing him to vomit bitter fluid.
Based on his experience, he deduced that this person had probably reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment in terms of Body Cultivator.
Boom!
Chen Changming pounded the air with both fists as he charged at Li Hefeng. At the same time, the Geng-Gold Sword, which had been shot off course, was once again controlled by Li Hefeng and shot towards him like lightning.
He went straight for Chen Changming's back.
Seeing that the Geng-Gold Sword had failed to break through the golden light protecting Li Hefeng's body, Chen Changming's heart sank. At that moment, his Geng-Gold Sword returned and he grabbed it in his hand.
"Lingxiao Sword Technique!"
At that moment, he turned around and unleashed the Lingxiao Sword Technique, a burst of sword light bursting forth and colliding with Li Hefeng's Geng-Gold Sword.
Boom!
Li Hefeng's sword pierced through the cluster of sword light and headed straight for Chen Changming's chest.
After breaking the Lingxiao Sword Technique, the Geng-Gold Sword also lost a lot of power. Chen Changming threw a punch and blasted the sword away!
"Body Cultivator? You're actually Body Cultivator!"
Li Hefeng wielded the Geng-Gold Sword, launching a storm of attacks while cursing angrily.
If it weren't for his powerful protective Law Treasure that withstood the deadly throwing attack, he would probably be dead at this man's hands, just like his son Li Mu.
Old and new grudges erupted completely in his heart!
Enraged, Li Hefeng was on the verge of going berserk, displaying the powerful sword control techniques of the Tyrant Sword Sect to the fullest, attempting to kill the murderer in one fell swoop and avenge his son.
Boom!
Chen Changming desperately resisted with one hand using the Lingxiao Sword Technique and the other hand constantly throwing out iron fists to parry. The situation was not optimistic, and he was even hit in the shoulder by a sword when he was not careful.
He dodged much of the sword's power, but it only left a wound a few inches deep.
"Purple blood?"
Li Hefeng was deeply shocked as he looked at the blood flowing from the shoulder of the short, stocky middle-aged man.