"We are almost at Shushan. I can't let my senior brother find out that I'm drinking. Otherwise, he'll nag me and give me a headache..." the man muttered to himself.
He glanced at the towering Shu Mountain, and suddenly his face changed.
Something's wrong. When did such a towering peak appear in Mount Shu?
He was curious, so he pointed his sword to the sky, drew his magic sword, and flew towards Shushan at a high speed.
In just a moment, he flew to the present-day Shushan Mountain on his sword and saw palaces standing in rows on the mountain. Thousands of Shushan disciples were practicing swordsmanship in the square with extraordinary momentum.
He frowned and wondered, "When did so many disciples appear in my Shushan? Could it be that my senior brother has come to his senses?"
Thinking of this, he waved his sword and slowly controlled the magic sword to land on the square.
"Is this person Uncle Mo Yixi?"
Linghu Chong smiled and stepped forward, clasping his fists.
Mo Yixi was suspicious, "What did you call me?"
"Uncle Master!"
"Then why haven't I seen you before?" Mo Yixi asked puzzledly.
Linghu Chong laughed and said, "Uncle Master may not know this yet, but Uncle Master Sword Saint has already announced his abdication, and the current head of Mount Shu is my master, Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun is my master, and Senior Sword Saint is of the same generation as my master, so I should call you Uncle Master."
Mo Yixi became furious when he heard this.
"Impossible, Senior Brother, you would never do this. Where on earth did you come from, you monsters? How dare you covet my Shushan? You really don't know how to live or die. Watch out for the sword!"
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and the magic sword immediately fell into his hand.
“Yin!!”
The magic sword hummed softly, and the sword energy crisscrossed. Mo Yixi stabbed Linghu Chong with the sword, and the momentum was extraordinary.
"Since you don't believe me, please forgive my rudeness."
Linghu Chong's face was solemn, and the Dragon Scale Sword was instantly unsheathed, and a light golden sword energy burst out.
“Swish, swish, swish!!”
As the stone slabs under his feet shattered, Linghu Chong's body changed and turned into several afterimages to meet Mo Yixi.
“Ding ding ding!!”
Sword lights collided, long swords clashed, and the entire square was filled with sword energy. The disciples quickly retreated.
"Linghu Chong, beat him up, attack his lower body!" Gao Yao shouted excitedly from the side.
Linghu Chong was speechless. His sword's momentum changed and his posture became strange.
Dugu Nine Swords, Sword-Breaking Style!
“Ding ding ding…”
Mo Yixi's sword was deflected and he frowned. How could this demon's swordsmanship be so weird?
"disease!"
He retreated a few steps, swung his sword finger, and the magic sword suddenly rose into the air, crossing the sky and arriving in front of Linghu Chong in the blink of an eye.
Linghu Chong remained calm in the face of danger and also used the sword-controlling technique. The dragon-scale sword flashed with golden light and collided with it.
"boom!!"
Unparalleled energy waves spread out in all directions, and the Shushan disciples with slightly weaker strength could not help but step back a few steps and hurriedly use their magic power to resist.
Gao Yao hadn't yet developed any magical powers, so he couldn't dodge in time and was instantly blown away by the air wave, falling to the ground and wailing.
Mo Yixi became even more furious when he saw Linghu Chong's sword-wielding skills.
"Stealing my Shushan Sword Controlling Technique, you will die!"
His magic power surged out, and the power of his magic sword was even greater. Linghu Chong was defeated, and the Dragon Scale Sword was instantly knocked away.
Linghu Chong is now at the middle stage of the spiritual realm at most, while Mo Yixi has already reached the peak of the spiritual realm. Naturally, Linghu Chong cannot withstand a full-strength sword attack.
“Puff!”
The magic sword turned into a shadow and passed through Linghu Chong's chest, splashing blood everywhere.
"Hmph, demon, my senior brother is now..."
Seeing Linghu Chong being pierced through the chest by a sword, Mo Yixi felt relieved. Just as he opened his mouth, he saw that Linghu Chong, who should have been seriously injured, seemed to be fine and rushed towards him again with his sword.
"Impossible, you..."
Mo Yixi was horrified, and before he could finish his words, the Dragon Scale Sword attacked him again.
Blood oozed from the corner of Linghu Chong's mouth, and the Dragon Scale Sword split into dozens of swords that turned into long flying dragons, sweeping towards Mo Yixi.
He had already taken two dragon essences, and in relative terms, his body was immortal, so a sword piercing his chest was not a fatal injury.
“Ding ding ding…”
Mo Yixi quickly set up a magic shield in front of him and fought with Linghu Chong.
After a fierce fight, Mo Yixi's sword pierced Linghu Chong's chest again.
Linghu Chong's face turned ruthless, and he grabbed the opponent's sword. At the same time, dozens of dragon-scale swords flew down and turned into a giant sword that fell down with a bang.
"You're crazy!" Mo Yixi was shocked.
Linghu Chong smiled and said, "Even without relying on the bond effect, I, Linghu Chong, am no worse than anyone else."
Master, this time I won't embarrass you again.
"boom!"
Just as the giant sword was about to fall, suddenly, a sword intent that soared into the sky filled the entire place.
“Yin!!”
The dragon-scale swords in the hands of the onlookers trembled continuously, and then flew into the sky and condensed into a large green sword, which immediately knocked Linghu Chong's dragon-scale sword away.
"Linghu Chong, don't be rude."
Wuming was dressed in blue, with his hands behind his back, walking down from the air.
Seeing this, Linghu Chong clasped his fists slightly and said, "Greetings, Uncle Wuming."
His Heavenly Sword realm has become even more complete...
Linghu Chong was secretly shocked.
Wuming nodded, then looked at Mo Yixi, "Friend Mo, the Sword Saint is waiting for you in the Demon Locking Tower. He will tell you everything that happens here."
Mo Yixi felt the majestic sword intent all around him, and was filled with confusion.
"Are you serious?"
"Go!" Wuming nodded.
"Okay then."
Mo Yixi turned his head to look at Linghu Chong, a hint of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and left.
…
On the distant mountain top, Lin Lang and Yue Buqun stood side by side.
"Old Yue, look at your well-trained disciple. If he wasn't so stubborn, even if Mo Yixi used the Dionysus Curse, he wouldn't be able to defeat him. Why would it take so long?"
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