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Independent Sword

A swordsman should have a sharp edge. Rather break than yield, rather break than bend, unyielding and unforgiving, fearless. There was no need to hesitate or think too much about anything that stood in his way. Believe in the sword in your hand. With just the sword in your hand, you can cut through all obstacles and bravely move forward. You can reach the other shore of the Sword Dao and step onto the altar.

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Wei Hong dead

"I have to put enough distance between Wei Hong and myself before I can mobilize all the sword Qi in my body and use the simplified version of Wind to kill Wei Hong with one sword strike." Chu Mu thought to himself. He did not hold back at all as he merged the thirty percent of the Concept of Wind into his movement technique. His figure was unpredictable as he quickly landed on the ground.

After landing and touching the ground, his body once again floated up and turned into a gust of wind, quickly blowing forward. However, the burning sensation behind him followed closely like a shadow, letting Chu Mu know that Wei Hong was still not far behind him. Once he slowed down, he would immediately be attacked like a volcano erupting.

"What a pity. If I had the sword Qi cultivation of a tenth stage sword Qi, I would be able to directly use the simplified version of Wind. I would not need any preparation time and would be able to kill Wei Hong with one sword strike." Chu Mu sped up and rushed forward as he thought to himself, "However, if I had the sword Qi cultivation of a tenth stage sword Qi, I would not need to use the simplified version of Wind. Just my other sword techniques would be enough to kill Wei Hong."

If Wei Hong knew that Chu Mu was still thinking about this, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Wei Hong was in a spurt of energy. Under the support of his anger, his speed exploded again and again, constantly trying to close the distance between him and Chu Mu. However, Chu Mu's figure was not only fast but also fleeting. The slight tremors made it impossible for Wei Hong to catch up and lock onto him.

"No, this guy's movement technique is better than mine and his speed is faster than mine. It is difficult to catch up with him. If I continue like this, my sword Qi will continue to be consumed. Once too much is consumed, it will be even more difficult to kill him." The anger in Wei Hong's eyes was slightly reduced as he calmed down a little. His speed was also a little slower. He immediately shouted, "Chu Mu, I advise you to obediently hand over the holy fruit of Qing Lan and I can spare your life. Otherwise, even if your movement technique is outstanding and you can escape now, I will wait for you at the exit of Qing Lan Virtual Realm. Unless you don't want to leave the Virtual Realm, otherwise … "

Wei Hong didn't need to say anything else. He believed that Chu Mu would be able to understand his meaning.

Chu Mu's body's figure turned to face Wei, but his body continued to float and continued to drift backward. He looked indifferent as he stared at Wei Hong without the slightest fear. The distance between him and Wei Hong was constantly increasing. It was about fifty or sixty meters before he stopped.

 

"Wei Hong, after I learned about the conspiracy of Qinglan Sword Sect, I decided to kill all the disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect." Chu Mu stared at Wei Hong and said slowly, "So, I will not escape. You don't need to wait for me at the exit of the Virtual Realm. I will kill you here and you will die under my sword."

"Hahahaha … That's ridiculous," Wei Hong was stunned at first, then he laughed. He laughed so hard that tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. He felt that this was the funniest thing he had ever heard in his entire life. "With your insignificant cultivation at the peak of the ninth phase, you dare to say that you can kill me. Do you think that just because you were able to contend against me before, you have the qualifications to do so? Naive, you are too naive. Do you know that at that time, I did not show my true strength? "

Wei Hong's voice was very loud and spread far and wide. It fell into the ears of everyone hundreds of meters away. Suddenly, many people looked at each other.

"Who is the naive one? You will know soon." Chu Mu said lightly. He raised his eyelids and there was an amazing cold light shooting out. There was also a touch of faint cyan in his pupils. The Sword Qi in his whole body was mobilized and the thirty percent of the Sword Essence of Wind was exerted to the extreme without reservation. Gusts of wind were produced around his body out of thin air, constantly blowing. Chu Mu's black hair fluttered in the air, making a rustling sound. Chu Mu's cyan robe danced crazily, making a flapping sound.

Around him, on the grayish-brown ground, countless dried grass that had lost its vitality rose into the sky and turned into countless black debris, dancing with the wind and filling the sky. It was an amazing scene.

Streaks of faint cyan, like sword light, surrounded the surroundings. They seemed to blow without any pattern, cutting through the air and making sharp whooshing sounds.

The faint cyan in Chu Mu's pupils became more and more obvious. It gradually spread out and filled his eyes. Chu Mu's body trembled strangely. His feet actually slowly left the ground and rose into the air, as if he was being gently lifted up by an invisible hand.

The range of the faint cyan wind became bigger and bigger, and its influence became wider and wider. From the initial ten meters, it expanded to twenty meters, thirty meters, and then it expanded to forty meters … and then to fifty meters.

"This … This … What is going on …" Everyone was incomparably shocked and couldn't believe it. The scene in front of them was like a demonic art.

 

"What a shocking aura!" Xiao Qianfeng exclaimed in admiration. There was an extremely strong battle intent in his heart that soared to the heavens.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be filled with cyan. Only the faint cyan wind was blowing in the sky and earth. There was no room for anything else.

When Wei Hong saw the changes in Chu Mu, he felt the aura in the air and felt the increasingly strong wind in front of him. He couldn't hide the shock on his face. At the same time, a bad premonition emerged in his heart. His intuition told him that if he allowed Chu Mu to continue, his aura would become stronger and stronger. At that time, he might be in danger.

"This won't do. I have to kill him now!" A trace of seriousness flashed in Wei Hong's eyes. The remaining sword Qi in his Dantian completely exploded. It surged and shook like a flood of magma rushing into his meridians. It was quickly transported, and as if it was overloaded, it poured into the fake sword in his hand.

With a whoosh, as if a flame had been ignited, a bright red flame sprang out from the fake sword and burned fiercely. The surrounding air was roasted until it boiled like boiling water. The wind that blew over also became scorching hot.

"Although my Fire Python Sword Technique lacks the final high-grade killing move, after so many years, I have already merged it with Dacheng. Moreover, I have already merged it with various fire-attribute sword techniques in the past to modify and strengthen the mid-grade killing move. Next, I will use my full strength to attack. Giant Fire Python Frenzy! Chu Mu, you … must die! " Wei Hong roared in his heart. The aura of his entire body exploded. He was like an erupting volcano that wanted to destroy everything around him.

A terrifying roar shook the air. It made everyone feel as if their heads were ruthlessly slapped by an invisible hand. They couldn't help but cover their heads with their hands.

Following that, the sword in Wei Hong's hand seemed to have disappeared. His body also seemed to have disappeared. He turned into a giant fire python. It was vivid and lifelike, just like a real ferocious beast. The entire fire python was at least ten meters long and as thick as a washbasin. It opened its bloody mouth and let out a terrifying roar. It was like a torrent of magma was surging and shaking, causing the air to explode. It was earth-shattering, earth-shattering, and earth-shattering.

It was as if the air had been ignited, letting out countless exploding sounds like firecrackers. Amidst the loud rumbling sounds, the enormous fire python swallowed up the blowing wind and charged towards Chu Mu with an extremely terrifying might. Chu Mu seemed so small in front of this giant fire python. It made people feel that in an instant, the fire python would swallow Chu Mu whole and turn him into ashes.

 

"Wind, colorless and formless. It is all-pervasive and contains astonishing sharpness. When the wind blows, when the wind sounds, it is the moment of killing intent and death …"

As if there was a voice in his heart, the wind that blew around him suddenly stopped. It was as if it had solidified, along with the surrounding space and time. Everyone only felt that an extremely strange scene had appeared in front of their eyes. Chu Mu's figure, the light green surrounding him, and the giant fire python that was full of destruction seemed to have frozen together, becoming an eternal picture.

"Wind Manifestation …"

Chu Mu's lips moved slightly as he softly spat out three words. They were like a cool breeze. Soon after, he drew his sword and slashed out.

All the frozen wind seemed to have thawed at this moment. It surged violently as Chu Mu swung his sword. All of the wind rushed forward violently.

Wuwu sounds continuously rang out. It was like the weeping sound of the wind blowing through the valley in the middle of the night. Suddenly, the weeping sound turned into a roar. It was like a gale blowing through the valley. Then, it turned again and slowly blew over, turning into a cool breeze.

Wind Manifestation, Gale, Gale, Cool Breeze, all kinds of wind appeared. Wind and wind changed, wind and wind converged.

Under the Wind Manifestation, the wind blew. The giant fire python suddenly stopped. The flames on its body swayed wildly. Strands of sparks were constantly blown up, dissipating in the air like smoke. The giant fire python rapidly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was shrinking.

With just a flash, the giant fire python became faintly discernible. Wei Hong's posture of holding his sword and thrusting with all his strength gradually appeared. His speed became slower and slower, and his face was filled with disbelief and shock. It was hard to imagine that Chu Mu's sword had broken the strongest sword that he was so proud of.

Under the Wind Manifestation, Wei Hong only felt that he could not look directly at his eyes. The wind blew until it hurt. He could not help but close his eyes tightly. Tears seeped out of the corners of his eyes. He could not breathe through his nostrils. It was blocked by the blowing wind. It suddenly rushed in, making his nasal cavity feel like it was being cut and stirred by knives. It was unbearable. Because he could not breathe, he subconsciously opened his mouth. The wind blew into his mouth, making his throat dry. It was like a knife strangling his throat, causing a burning pain.

In an instant, Wei Hong felt like he was being tortured. There was not a single part of his body that did not feel uncomfortable. Suddenly, the intuition of many years of sword practice told him that there was a great danger approaching. Without any hesitation, the little remaining sword Qi in his dantian completely erupted. It rushed out of his body. The sword Qi formed an armor, condensing into a faint red color to protect him.

 

In the blowing wind, there was an extremely cold killing intent that was faintly discernible. It was unpredictable and abnormal. It suddenly appeared and attacked from the side, aiming for Wei Hong's neck.

With a crack, Wei Hong's Sword Qi armor was instantly cut open. Before he had time to be shocked, he felt a pain in his neck. It was cut open by an extremely sharp killing intent. His head was blown back by the wind, and blood spurted out. It was also blown back by the wind and covered his body.

Wei Hong's headless corpse was blown back by the wind like a broken bag. It flew back more than ten meters before it landed on the ground.

The whistling wind slowly stopped and gradually quieted down. Chu Mu landed on the ground again. The faint green color in his eyes disappeared and was quickly replaced by a strong sense of exhaustion. It spread to his entire face. His face was pale and weak. His body was powerless. He almost could not hold the fake Clear Wind Sword in his hand and it fell to the ground. His body swayed slightly and he almost fell. However, he held on with his strong willpower.

"Dead … dead …" Whether it was the disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect, Qingfeng Sword Sect, or Qingshui Sword Sect, when they saw Wei Hong die under Chu Mu's sword, they all swallowed hard. Their eyes were like toads and their mouths were wide open.

"Brother Wei is dead. Avenge him." Suddenly, a disciple of Qinglan was the first to wake up and react. However, he said something stupid and woke the others up.

"Kill." Xiao Qianfeng shouted and drew his sword. He unexpectedly killed a disciple of Qinglan beside him.

Li Yi and the others woke up one by one. They broke out with all their strength and attacked the surrounding disciples of Qinglan. Sword Light flashed and the killing intent was cold. A massacre began.

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