Chapter 280 - Four Symbols Sword Formation (5)
Chapter 280: Four Symbols Sword Formation (5)
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Du Feng’s name instantly caught up to Han Muye’s.
The Infinite Dao Sect was originally ranked eighth among the nine sects of the Western Frontier. Its ranking was slightly higher than the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
In the battle at the Cloud Nest Ridge, the Infinite Dao Sect had suffered a lot of losses. Many sects were interested in replacing it as one of the nine sects.
However, on this day, Duan Yihong of the Infinite Dao Sect defeated three Earth Realm Soul Awakening experts with a single strike. He advanced rapidly and challenged five third level Soul Awakening experts, but they were all defeated with a single strike.
Not only did the name of the Dao Child of the Infinite Dao Sect resound, but it also made many sects consider whether to snatch the position of the nine sects from the Infinite Dao Sect.
Not only were the sword cultivators of the Dao Sect involved, but the Shangyang Demon Sect’s seventh disciple of the Sect Master, Li Mubai, Cai Peng, who was known as the White Demon Son, also came from Cloud Nest Ridge.
White Demon Son was ruthless. He did not kill in one strike, but he severely injured his opponents.
Even a second level Golden Core expert who could not help but attack was injured by him.
Not only was this Core Formation expert of the Infinite Dao Sect severely injured, but his cultivation was also personally crippled by the Spiritual Dao Sect’s expert because he had violated the Spiritual Dao Sect’s prohibition.
The Infinite Dao Sect was also deprived of the right to participate in the ranking competition of the nine sects by three half-step Heaven Realm experts of the Spiritual Dao Sect. They were even fined 10 million spiritual rocks.
This attitude was very obvious. The rearrangement of the nine sects of the Western Frontier was a stage for the younger generation.
For a moment, the cultivators of the Western Frontier were guessing who was the true number one among these young experts.
Would these people meet and fight before the nine sects rearrange?
For five days in a row, a young expert was defeated every day. The news of a nameless young expert becoming famous in one battle spread.
Those battle scenes came over, vivid and lifelike, making one’s blood boil.
Outside the Nine Mystic Mountain, Bai Suzhen, who was wearing a green robe, stood in front of the cliff.
Behind her, the white-haired old man said in a deep voice, “Miss, that Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword went to the Black Spirit Valley. Sect Master means that if he dies, Sect Master can destroy the Black Spirit Valley.
“If he doesn’t die, either you lure him into the Shangyang Demon Sect, or there’s no Sword Dao, path of the sword, and way of the sword in this world.”
He looked at Bai Suzhen’s back and said softly, “Eldest Miss, you should know that such talent can’t be left to the outer sect.”
Bai Suzhen didn’t listen to him and just looked into the distance.
Thousands of miles away from the Nine Mystic Mountain, there was a small city.
Jinyang City.
This city was a small mortal city a year ago.
In the past year, many cultivators had come here to do business or settle down, making the small city a city of cultivation.
At this moment, Lu Qingping, who was wearing a brocade robe, was teasing a child who was learning how to speak.
“Huhu, when you grow up, you have to become a sword expert like your adoptive father.”
“Your father is a great hero, and your adoptive father is a great sword cultivator. In the future, you must help me find your father.”
The child kicked and waved as if in response.
Western Frontier, Linghua Pavilion.
An alchemy sect.
Mu Wan, who was already an inner sect elite, listened to the discussions around her as she refined pills.
The Sword Dao was immortal.
The number one among the younger generation of the Western Frontier.
The future number one expert of the Western Frontier’s Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword.
This person was Senior Brother Han.
“Hum—”
The cauldron moved slightly, and a furnace of pills took shape.
With a wave of his hand, three sparkling pills appeared in his hand.
Cloud Qi Pill.
Immortal Grade!
The old woman beside Mu Wan smiled and said in a low voice, “Mu Wan is really powerful. With her achievements in this pill, no one in the younger generation of the Western Frontier can compare to her.
“Even that Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword immortal doesn’t have our Mu Wan’s talent.”
Hearing the old woman’s words, Mu Wan shook her head and stood up. “Uncle-Master, I’ll go back and rest first.”
With that, she slowly walked out of the pill room and looked up at the distant sky.
Senior Brother Han’s world is really exciting… she thought.
But what could I bring him?
….
Countless people looked forward to having an expert make Han Muye attack a second time.
There were also countless people who looked forward to seeing a few experts who had never lost a battle with Han Muye.