Chapter 98 A Grand Performance

When the sword came out of the mountains and rivers, the sun and moon shone on Dan

These few crosses seemed ordinary, but they were enough to cause the hearts of most people in the Great Zhou Empire to turn cold.

This was a poem, as well as a sword move.

Apart from the white-haired and white-clothed young man in front of him, the only person in the Great Zhou Jianghu who could use this sword move was the Great Evolution Sword Immortal Zhong Chang Hen from the Chongju Peak .

There were many people in this world who admired false names. In just one Great Zhou, there weren't even a thousand or eight hundred people who could find the title of Sword Immortal.

For example, Long Congyun, the Chongju Peak Elder known as the Dark Sword Immortal, was far from reaching the Immortal Realm, so how could he be called a Sword Immortal?

Apart from Yue Fuyao and Yan Qianqiu from the Mount Li Sect, the other so-called Sword Immortals, no matter how famous they were or how many disciples they had, were probably not worthy of their names.

Only Zhong Changhen, although his cultivation was at the Great Evolution Realm, no one dared to question his reputation as a Sword Immortal. Even Yue Fuyao , who was famous all over the world, had said bluntly that Zhong Changhen was the only Sword Immortal who could defeat Qianqiu and me in the World of Sword Cultivators.

There was no other reason.

Although Zhong Changhen was at the Great Evolution Realm, with the three-foot-long azure edge in his hand, he had managed to slay a real immortal.

And that immortal was precisely Li Tongming, the Radiant Extreme Sword Immortal of the Linglong Pavilion!

As for why he did this, and why he could still stay in the Exquisite Pavilion after doing so, no one knew.

However, since then, no one in the world had seen him pull out the sword in his hand. Even the disciples of the Exquisite Pavilion only knew his name and didn't see him.

If anyone else wanted to see this Sword Immortal's demeanor, their only hope would be his similarly mysterious but incomparably powerful eldest disciple, Chen Xuanji .

This child's background is unknown and his aptitude is mediocre.

It was rumored that the inner pill he had forged at the Pill Yang Realm back then was only the lowest-grade yellow pill, but once he entered the Sword Dao, he displayed an incomparably powerful talent.

Nowadays, none of the junior disciples of Linglong Pavilion could receive his sword strike.

Some said that the tiger father had no rabies, while the werewolf master had no dog disciples.

Everyone in the Great Zhou Empire knew about Chen Xuanji 's name.

Even Xu Han had heard of it. Only when he saw his true self today did he know what it meant to not reveal his true self.

…

At this moment, Chen Xuanji 's words fell.

Sword shadows suddenly appeared behind him.

From the moment they appeared, they flashed with a cold light, like sharp arrows aimed at the clawed flood dragon.

In the blink of an eye, those sword shadows reached thousands of people and stood behind him in a dense forest.

Immediately after, his eyes turned cold, and his thoughts flashed through his mind.

The thousands of sword shadows suddenly turned into streaks of light and shot towards the flood dragon.

Bang!

Bang!

…

As the explosions exploded, the flood dragon let out a series of painful roars.

A shocking bloody hole appeared densely on the flood dragon's body. Dark red blood flowed down its wounds continuously, and for a time, blood rained down like rain.

However, these injuries that were enough to kill anyone seemed to not only stimulate the fierceness of the flood dragon, but also render it useless.

When the rain of swords ended, the flood dragon roared and pounced towards Chen Xuanji again.

It was aggressive, but before it could reach, it had already been killed by the bloody storm.

The white-clothed swordsman seemed to have never heard of that vicious creature.

He was as calm as an old monk. He lowered his head, and the rain of blood flowed towards his clothes, but miraculously, it could not touch the corner of his clothes.

He stood in the midst of this bloody storm, but his clothes were as white as snow.

It was as if the azure lotus of the Turbid Era was untainted by the slightest bit of mortals.

At this moment, the flood dragon still arrived in front of him. The large mouthful of blood was opened by it, as if it wanted to devour the heavens and earth. In an instant, it wrapped around the white-clothed swordsman's body.

"Be careful!" Everyone on the ground cried out in alarm at that moment, trying to remind Chen Xuanji . Even Xu Han's heart tightened at that time. He secretly thought that it must not be the wax head of the silver spear that damaged him and even killed him.

However, Fang Ziyu was the only one who still stood upright, tilting his head and looking at the horizon with a smile on his face.

She could not find the slightest bit of worry in her eyes. It was as if she was waiting for a grand performance.

The protagonist was her sweetheart.

In her opinion, there was nothing happier in the world than this.

Yes.

She was very confident.

Inexplicably confident.

She had even thought about what kind of smile she should show when the dragon turned into meat paste and the white-clothed swordsman appeared before her like an immortal, and how to give him a hug so that he could look more beautiful and like him more.

He was always like this, baking sweet potatoes for her, cutting all the thorns for her, and blocking all the wind and rain for her.

As long as there was a sword, there was nothing in this world that he could not do.

Fang Ziyu was used to it.

This time, she believed that it was no exception.

Thus, Chen Xuanji 's eyes suddenly opened, and Ling Lie's sword light lit up from him.

Ding!

At that moment, the sword in his hand seemed to have sensed something and let out a loud sword cry, as if he was excited about the upcoming banquet.

Then, a snow-white sword light lit up from the ordinary sword.

Chen Xuanji 's body suddenly moved.

He held a sword in his hand, his body like a flying immortal, his cold eyes piercing towards the throat of the flood dragon.

At that time, the boundless sword intent condensed on his sword tip, transforming into a bright dot of light, illuminating the pitch-black night, and cutting through the haze in the hearts of everyone.

The expressions on the faces of the crowd also froze at that moment. They nervously looked at the figure flying into the body of the flood dragon, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Only the smile on Fang Ziyu 's face rippled at that time.

Puchi!

A soft sound rose in the silent night.

The voice was very soft.

It was as light as the sound of tattered leather being cut by a sharp weapon.

The dazzling white light lit up again, and it leapt out from somewhere on the body of the flood dragon.

It was Chen Xuanji who was holding a long sword. The expression on his face was still cold, and the clothes on his body were still as white as snow.

However, behind him was the blood sprayed out of the flood dragon's bloody cave like a fountain.

The bloody light in the flood dragon's eyes dimmed, and it was almost annihilated. At that time, his enormous body also stopped. It was like a puppet that had lost its lifting string and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This powerful flood dragon had almost killed them a few times, but at this moment, it had died so easily by Chen Xuanji 's hands.

How powerful was Chen Xuanji ?

At almost the same time, this thought had faded into the hearts of everyone present.

Xu Han was even more stunned. He had the cultivation of the Diamond Realm, and there were a total of 365 acupoints in his body. He had even condensed a golden core that had never been condensed by anyone since ancient times. Together, such a lot of things made him even capable of fighting a Nether Opening Realm expert. Unavoidably, he secretly rejoiced in the depths of his heart, until he saw the man's sword strike in front of him.

Only then did he suddenly understand that there was a heaven beyond the heavens, and there was a mountain beyond the mountains.

At this time, Chen Xuanji , dressed in white, sheathed his sword and landed in front of everyone.

"Master once said that he owed you a favor many years ago. Today, this flood dragon will be given to you." At that time, he cupped his hands and said to the surroundings.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they realized that other than this great battle, there were still some people watching from afar.

After Chen Xuanji finished saying those words, he wanted to turn around and say something to the crowd, but only then did he open his mouth.

A petite figure pounced into his embrace.

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