Chapter 539

Chen Mu's mind moved slightly, changing his flight direction slightly, and swooped down towards the location where the fighting sound came from.

Stopping in the air five hundred zhang from the ground, standing in the air, his spiritual sense was like mercury pouring onto the ground, covering the battlefield below.

That was a beach by a river with rapid water flow.

Three martial artists dressed in black tight clothes and masked with black scarves were surrounding a man in white in a triangular formation.

The man in white had long hair scattered, dancing wildly with the violent movements, revealing a face with hard features, clear lines, and eyes as sharp as a hawk.

He held a spirit sword overflowing with cold light, his sword technique was open and close, full of desperate crazy demonic intent, his moves were ruthless, exchanging injury for injury, actually not caring about his own defense at all, forcing the three people surrounding him to be in a mess.

"Shi Shi Kuangsheng?"

Chen Mu felt slightly surprised, recognizing this person.

A genius disciple of the "Sword Worship Gate," one of the six major sword sects, Shi Shi Kuangsheng.

Years ago, for a mysterious weapon, he came to Nanyun Prefecture.

At that time, Chen Mu was only an Acquired martial artist, and Shi Shi Kuangsheng was already an Innate late-stage expert famous in a prefecture.

After not seeing him for several years, this person also successfully broke through to the Earth Altar realm, looking at the aura fluctuation, it should be the "Passing the Divine Bridge" level.

But his fighting style remained unchanged, even more wild, that desperate ruthless energy made the three Earth Altar realm martial artists surrounding him feel quite tricky.

The three people surrounding Shi Shi Kuangsheng were not weak in cultivation.

One used a knife, the aura was condensed, and it was the Earth Altar "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" cultivation, the knife technique was old and spicy, and it was the main attacker.

The other two, one used double swords, the body method was agile, and the sword walked on the side.

One used a soft whip, tricky and vicious, specifically attacking the lower plate.

These two were both "Passing the Divine Bridge."

Shi Shi Kuangsheng fought three with one, and his cultivation was still slightly inferior to the main attacker, but relying on that desperate crazy demonic sword intent and exquisite sword technique, he faintly occupied the upper hand.

Fighting hard to take a knife qi from the black-clothed man using the knife, leaving a deep bone-deep wound on his left shoulder, he took the opportunity to pierce the throat of the black-clothed man using double swords with one sword!

Pshhh~

Blood light splashed.

The black-clothed man using double swords widened his eyes, covering his throat in disbelief, and slowly fell to the ground.

The black-clothed man using the knife was furious, and the knife momentum was even fiercer.

The black-clothed man using the whip was also shocked and angry, and the soft whip danced wildly.

But Shi Shi Kuangsheng's momentum was even stronger, completely ignoring the injury, the sword light danced like a crazy demon, actually forcing the two to retreat repeatedly.

The black-clothed man using the knife was slashed across the chest by his sword, bleeding, and finally gave birth to the intention to retreat, looked at the black-clothed man using the whip, feinted a move, and turned to flee into the depths of the dense forest.

The black-clothed man using the whip also did not love to fight, following closely behind.

Shi Shi Kuangsheng stood with his sword, breathing violently, not chasing.

The wound on his left shoulder was bleeding like a fountain, his face was pale, but his eyes were still bright and sharp, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

[Corpse found, do you want to pick it up?]

"Yes."

Chen Mu's mind moved slightly, collecting the dropped items of the black-clothed man using double swords from the air, but it was just an ordinary True Qi Card.

He had no friendship with Shi Shi Kuangsheng, so naturally there was no need to appear to recognize or help at this moment.

Seeing that the battle below was over, Shi Shi Kuangsheng had no life worries for the time being, Chen Mu did not stop, his figure rose, and continued to fly towards the direction of Heng Prefecture in the Han South Path.

Two days later, Chen Mu entered the territory of Heng Prefecture.

Passing through a relatively flat merchant road connecting two prefecture cities, his spiritual sense again captured the fighting and bloody smell ahead.

I saw a merchant caravan being surrounded and attacked by dozens of fierce bandits.

The merchant caravan guards were killed and injured heavily, and the goods were scattered all over the ground.

And the one blocking at the very front was actually a young woman in her twenties.

The woman was dressed in tight clothes, her figure was graceful, her pretty face was full of frost and determination at this moment, the long sword in her hand danced, the sword light was dense like rain, layer upon layer, enveloping several bandits in front of her.

The sword technique was exquisite, carrying a unique rhythm and artistic conception.

"Zheng family's 'Covering Rain Sword'?"

Chen Mu originally wanted to pass by directly, but seeing this sword technique, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, recognizing the origin.

Looking at the caravan flag again, it was indeed the word "Zheng."

His gaze fell on the face of the leading woman, and he vaguely recognized a few familiar contours.

"Zheng Zheng Qianrou?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Chen Mu's mouth.

Back in Nanyun Prefecture City, he, Zheng Zheng Qianrou, Tang Tang Tianhao, and others were all considered geniuses of the same generation, although they had no deep friendship, they were considered acquaintances.

At that time, Zheng Zheng Qianrou was the same age as him, fifteen or sixteen, and was a rising star of the Zheng family who received much attention.

After not seeing her for several years, Zheng Zheng Qianrou also successfully entered the Innate, looking at the aura, it should be around Innate Third Layer.

However, the bandit leader who fought with Zheng Zheng Qianrou was a burly man with a fleshy face and a ghost-head big knife, whose cultivation had reached Innate Fifth Layer.

The knife technique was powerful and heavy, and carried a bit of viciousness.

Zheng Zheng Qianrou's sword technique was exquisite, but her cultivation, strength, and practical experience were all inferior, and under the opponent's fierce offensive, she was already left and right, in danger, and added a few wounds to her body, and blood stained her clothes.

Seeing the bandit leader sneer, aiming at a flaw, the ghost-head big knife carried a shrill wind, slashing horizontally at Zheng Zheng Qianrou, determined to cut her in half with one knife!

Zheng Zheng Qianrou's pupils shrank, her long sword blocked horizontally, but she had nowhere to hide, and a trace of despair flashed in her eyes.

Just at this critical moment—

Shoo!

A sound of breaking air that was so subtle it was almost inaudible came from the sky above.

Immediately after, a sword qi that was condensed to the extreme, formless and shadowless, yet containing supreme sharpness, like a judgment blade falling from the nine heavens, arrived later and first, accurately pointing at the wrist of the bandit leader's right hand holding the ghost-head big knife high.

Pshhh!

A light sound.

The bandit leader didn't even feel the pain, only felt his wrist numb, and immediately, his hand holding the knife, together with the heavy ghost-head big knife, were actually severed at the wrist.

The fracture was smooth as a mirror!

"Ah—"

The delayed severe pain made the bandit leader let out a pig-killing scream, holding his severed wrist, staggering back, his face full of horror.

Zheng Zheng Qianrou escaped death, subconsciously took the opportunity to attack, and exploded a desperate move.

The dense sword momentum covered the bandit leader, "Pshhh" "Pshhh" a few times, the bandit leader's throat was slashed, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground and died with full unwillingness.

Zheng Zheng Qianrou finally raised her head and looked at the sky.

I saw a figure in green clothes standing with hands behind his back in the high sky, his clothes fluttering, as if he had never made a move.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, she couldn't see the other party's face for a while, but that aura of standing like a mountain and unfathomable made her mind shake violently.

The remaining bandits were also stunned by this sudden change, looking at the sky in horror.

I don't know who shouted, the bandits scattered like birds and beasts, rolling and crawling into the dense forest on both sides of the road.

The merchant caravan crowd survived the disaster, looking at the figure in the sky, and then at their own young lady.

Zheng Zheng Qianrou endured the injury, bowed to the sky from afar, her voice carrying the trembling and gratitude of surviving the disaster.

"Junior Zheng Zheng Qianrou, thank you senior for saving my life. I don't know the senior's name, the Zheng family will definitely repay it heavily!"