Chu Mu raised his hand, and because he lost his opponent, the Minghong Sword suspended in the air seemed to be summoned, and the blade flowed and flew down.
The next second, Minghong Dao was already in Chu Mu's hand.
At this moment, Zhao Tang, who was rushing towards him at great speed, also stopped abruptly.
His face turned blue and white, and finally, he managed to squeeze out a smile: "Fellow Taoist, how about we stop this matter."
"One more enemy is not as good as one more friend. Today, Zhao promises..."
"Ah……"
"If I don't kill you, Chu will be upset."
Chu Mu chuckled, his tone was very calm and firm.
"Fellow Taoist, do you really want to fight to the death?"
Zhao Tang asked with a solemn expression.
Chu Mu was speechless. In his soul, the soul sword that had been calm for a long time seemed to be integrated with the Minghong Sword in his hand.
Illusion and reality intertwined again after several years.
Chu Mu has no intention of fighting. Zhuji's legitimate son knows how many tricks he can use.
Now that the future troubles have been resolved, a quick solution is the way to go.
Immediately, the blade was raised.
The next second, the blade fell.
"䱱……"
Zhao Tang's face was gloomy, and then, as if he noticed something, his face changed drastically!
"snort……"
Zhao Tang groaned, as if he had been severely injured, and his orifices were bleeding like springs. He staggered, screamed in pain, and fell to his knees directly.
Chu Mu also groaned, and at this moment, traces of blood oozed from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
The feeling of splitting headache also came again.
"Soul defense?"
Chu Mu gritted his teeth and held the Minghong Sword tightly.
Zhao Tang is not dead!
With the knife strike just now, he clearly felt that there was some kind of obstruction.
Although the obstacle was finally broken, this knife was not fatal!
"die!"
Chu Mu gritted his teeth and shouted, veins popped up on his forehead, and he rushed out, raising the blade high again!
Clang!
Gold and iron clashed again, but this time, Zhao Tang did not control the magic weapon with his spiritual consciousness, but held the shield high with his hands.
Chu Mu looked like he was crazy, slashing down one knife after another!
The shield was unscathed, but under this terrifying force, Zhao Tang, who was holding the shield high, was directly smashed into the ground by such terrifying force.
"You can't kill me, my father is, my father is..."
Zhao Tang's eyes were full of horror and he shouted in despair!
"I am your father!"
Chu Mu grinned, and under the influence of blood, this smile was as terrifying as ever.
He raised his hand to grab the shield magic weapon that Zhao Tang even relied on. With his soul seriously injured, Zhao Tang only relied on his physical strength to control the magic weapon.
Although he also has physical strength and his soul is also injured, but... his body refining skills are not weak!
When the shield was lifted, Chu Mu grabbed Zhao Tang's loose hair and pulled it hard, tearing off a piece of his scalp along with it.
When the blood appeared, Zhao Tang's face was full of fear and despair. He grabbed a talisman and wanted to fight back and escape.
Chu Mu wanted to chop it down with his sword, but when he swung the blade, he suddenly raised his foot and stepped on it directly.
His head exploded and red and white things splashed all over the floor.
Chu Mu raised his hand and grabbed it, holding a fleeing black shadow in his hand.
"Let me go, let me go..."
In the dark shadows, human faces flickered, and intermittent begging for mercy could be heard clearly.
Chu Mu turned a blind eye, and the exploding pain in his mind brought about an increasingly ferocious face.
He endured the pain, moved his fingertips lightly, and a flicker of fire appeared on his fingertips.
The next second, in the midst of the burning fire, the desperate wailing became more and more shrill.
It lasted only a few breaths, and then...the soul was gone!
Immediately, Chu Mu moved around with the mess, packed up the loot, and disappeared into the forest after just a few breaths.
Only a moment after Chu Mu left, several men wearing the robes of the Changsheng Sect arrived at this messy place.
Infested with blood and full of potholes, there is no trace of life left.
How the next thing will evolve is no longer something Chu Mu will consider.
He didn't stop for a moment, running wildly through the mountains and forests.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Chu Mu slowed down a little when he was already quite far away from the Jade Emperor Valley and already far away from the Jade Emperor Valley's sphere of influence.
"We should have arrived in Luofu County..."
Chu Mu looked around the surrounding scenery, recalling the map he had prepared when he was in the secular world, and judged his current location.
East Lake is vast, flowing down from the Qinghe River. The surrounding counties are basically more or less adjacent to East Lake.
Luofu County is named after Luofu Mountain.
Towering mountains, adjacent to East Lake.
Looking from above the East Lake, it looks like towering mountains suspended on the lake, hence the name Luofu.
According to what he had inquired about in the world of immortality, Luofu County belonged to the Xie family's sphere of influence in East Lake.
It should be said that in this thousands of miles radius, except for a few families related to the Xie family and the Li family in Nanshan.
Basically, they all belong to the sphere of influence of the Xie family of East Lake.
This so-called sphere of influence is completely different from the sphere of influence in the natural and secular traditional sense.
The sphere of influence in the world of immortality is based on spiritual veins and resources.
With the spiritual vein as the core, build the city and city, and then control all the surrounding secular or spiritual material resources in the world of immortality.
As for secular cities and towns, their population means basically nothing to the world of immortality.
Chu Mu rubbed his head, and the bursts of tingling pain undoubtedly proved that his soul was hurt.
He doesn't have any regrets. In life, all he wants is a clear idea.
He was cautious because he wanted to practice with peace of mind and did not want to cause trouble.
But if someone knocks on your door, you still have to compromise.
That is not prudent, it is stupid!
The only pity is that he didn't dare to keep Zhao Tang's soul because he was worried about the strong foundation builder behind Zhao Tang.
Otherwise, you can squeeze out some useful things.
Moreover, it would be too cheap for him to die like this.
With his thoughts flowing, Chu Mu looked at the secular city on the plain below the mountain.
Judging from the map in memory, it is no surprise that this city should be Luofu County City.
Feeling the tingling sensation in his mind, Chu Mu pondered for a moment, and his body shape changed, turning into an ordinary person. Looking around, Chu Mu couldn't help but feel a little worried in his eyes.
His identity has been completely exposed, and he has killed several disciples of the Changsheng Sect. It is inevitable that he will be wanted and be remembered by Zhao Tang's father.
He himself doesn't have many worries.
After going through several black markets, thousands of spiritual stones were spilled.
He has no shortage of training resources. Even if he returned to Yuning Town before and there was no such thing, he would have to rest peacefully for a period of time and turn the harvest into knowledge and cultivation.
The only person who is worried is Xu Yuan.
Although he had been given a lot of spiritual stones, pills, magic weapons, talismans and seals before, some of these self-defense methods were also given to him.
While escaping, he also sent a message to him and agreed on a meeting place.
But his cultivation level is not high after all.
Outside the city and inside the city are two completely different worlds.
Thoughts flowed, but in the end, he could only keep his worries deep in his heart.
The only means of contact is the transmission talisman, and the sound transmission distance of the transmission talisman he purchased obviously has great limitations.
Today, he is quite far away from the Jade Emperor Valley, and the transmission notes are completely useless.
"I hope..."
Chu Mu took a long breath and stopped worrying. This time, it was really his problem.
…
Walking down the mountain, Chu Mu's appearance changed, and the robe on his body also concealed darkness, like secular clothes.
When he arrived at the city gate, he was ripped off by the gatekeepers. Only then did Chu Mu realize that he had no money...
He really has no worldly money!
Chu Mu's lips twitched slightly, and with a flick of his hand, he took out a wad of banknotes from the soldier's arms, took out one, and handed it to the extortion soldier.
"Okay, okay, hurry in!"
The soldier took the note and sniffed it, then turned to look at the next target.
Chu Mu didn't care at all, and followed the flow of people and walked into this secular city.
"Sir, do you want to dine in or stay?"
Walking into an inn on the street, the waiter immediately greeted me.
"stay."
Chu Mu threw out a few banknotes and glanced at the diners in the hall. They were all ordinary people, with nothing unusual about them.
"Okay, sir, come with me."
The waiter leads the way.
When they arrived at the room, the waiter left. Chu Mu looked around, then closed the door, laid out the partitions, and sat cross-legged in the room.
This is undoubtedly the second time he has used the illusory sword in his soul.
When it was used for the first time, it took him more than half a year to fully recover.
now……
After just a cursory observation, a hint of gloom appeared between Chu Mu's brows.
The injury to the soul this time was much more serious than the last time.
A large hole was torn out of the soul, and even the illusory sword seemed to be slightly damaged. It was already looming and illusory, but now it is almost transparent.
Under such influence, it seemed that even the tempering fluctuations at that moment had slowed down a lot.
If it weren't for his physical training and strong body, Chu Mu was almost certain that his fate would not be much better than that of Zhao Tang at that time.
If he kills a thousand enemies, he almost loses a thousand himself!
Recalling the obstacle he felt when the Divine Soul Knife slashed down, and the fact that Zhao Tang was still alive despite bleeding from his seven orifices, Chu Mu could not hide his fear at this moment.
If Zhao Tang's mental defense were stronger and he slashed with the sword, I'm afraid not both sides would be harmed, but he himself would be directly hit hard by the backlash!
"Soul defense weapon? Or some kind of treasure?"
Chu Mu inspected the messy trophies and seemed to find no items of this nature.
At that time, he stepped down and crushed his head...
"So it's...a one-time existence?"
Chu Mu was thoughtful and secretly alert.
The sword of the soul in the soul, at least for now, can only be the last trump card.
Otherwise, it would be a big joke if someone else was fine with one blow, but he himself was seriously injured by the backlash...
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(End of chapter)
