Chapter 118

Otherwise, one would have to worry about being ambushed at any time in the future.

Once the killing intent arose, a terrifying power radiated from Xiao Mochen.

Endless peach blossoms appeared behind him.

I have a sword.

Named Jade Flute.

The Sword Immortal Dharma image, standing between heaven and earth.

The terrifying pressure crushed toward the surroundings, making everyone feel awe.

If there were true immortals in the world, then Xiao Mochen would probably be the invincible Sword Immortal.

Swish.

The Demon-Warding Sword flashed with cold light, and terrifying sword qi swept through the heavens and earth.

Peach blossoms accompanied the sword qi, turning into a tornado, tearing the heavens and splitting the earth.

"No!"

Ouyang Feng shouted in despair.

Under this sword, he felt that he had nowhere to hide and nowhere to avoid.

Bang!

A huge force came, and Ouyang Feng gradually lost consciousness.

Moreover, the remaining force of the sword qi did not diminish, directly destroying the mountain path and forest in front of Ouyang Feng.

Gulp.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Is this the power of a Sword Immortal?

One strike, killing a Grandmaster in seconds?

And even destroying the heavens and earth?

Looking at the destroyed forest in the distance, everyone looked at Xiao Mochen with eyes full of fear.

Powerful strength, decisive in killing.

Handsome appearance, beauty by his side.

Divine weapon in hand, making people envious.

"Sw-Sword Immortal."

"Th-this money, I return it to you."

The merchant was terrified, holding the money and trembling as he stepped forward.

"Why, you regret not selling it?"

Xiao Mochen chuckled.

"No, no, no!"

"A precious sword matches a hero; that this sword can see the light of day again in the hands of the Sword Immortal!"

"This is its blessing!"

"That the Sword Immortal could visit this small one, this is this small one's blessing!"

"This sword, I give it to the Sword Immortal."

"I cannot take the money!"

The merchant explained hurriedly.

Being able to get to know the Sword Immortal was a great opportunity.

"Giving it is not necessary!"

"This money, I can afford it!"

"Huang Rong, let's go!"

Xiao Mochen glanced at the merchant, naturally understanding what the merchant was thinking.

The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit.

Unfortunately, he never owed anyone favors.

A deal is a deal; why talk about friendship?

After speaking, Xiao Mochen continued to look at other goods.

With so many vendors, there must be a few who brag, right?

"Mochen brother, you came to Mount Huashan?!"

Just at this moment, a voice of surprise rang out.

In the distance, Yue Lingshan's eyes lit up.

She saw Xiao Mochen and hurriedly ran to his side.

This scene made Xiao Mochen feel strange.

When did this little tail of Linghu Chong become so familiar with him?

However, if Yue Lingshan wanted to follow, let her follow; Xiao Mochen was too lazy to care.

However, the Sword Immortal's identity was exposed.

Seeing Xiao Mochen kill a Grandmaster with one sword.

The merchants didn't dare to brag anymore, each one extremely honest.

This made Xiao Mochen very disappointed.

Seeing this, Yue Lingshan immediately invited Xiao Mochen to Mount Huashan.

Thinking that there were still seven days until the Mount Huashan Sword Discussion, Xiao Mochen agreed to go to Mount Huashan.

In the coming days, he would tour Mount Huashan.

And by the way, see the Sword Saint of Mount Huashan.

Huashan Sect.

Its inheritance had existed for thousands of years, and could even be traced back to the Qin and Han periods.

Like the Qingcheng Sect, Mount Huashan once had Sword Immortals appearing.

But after the passage of time, Mount Huashan gradually declined.

After the conflict of sword qi, the Huashan Sect almost perished.

It fell from one of the top ten sects in the martial world to a second-rate force.

It became one of the Five Mountain Sword Sects.

Along the way, led by Yue Lingshan, Xiao Mochen appreciated the beauty and uniqueness of Mount Huashan.

Soon, Xiao Mochen stepped into the mountain gate of Mount Huashan.

From far away, he saw Linghu Chong happily calling for his little junior sister.

But when he saw Xiao Mochen, Linghu Chong's face instantly fell.

"Why, Brother Linghu doesn't welcome me?"

Xiao Mochen smiled.

"How could that be?"

"My senior brother is chivalrous and righteous, likes excitement, and loves making friends the most!"

"Isn't that right, Senior Brother?"

Yue Lingshan giggled.

Linghu Chong: "..."

It was true that he liked making friends.

But one had to see what kind of friends, right?

Xiao Mochen toyed with him, causing him to lose all face.

This friend, it was better not to make.

Moreover, when did his junior sister become so familiar with Xiao Mochen?

However, facing Yue Lingshan's praise.

Linghu Chong had to nod in response.

"Junior sister is right, I am the type of person who likes making friends the most." ===== CHAPTER 119 =====