Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 396: Su Changhe River, the water of the river comes from the sky

"You...can't leave..."

Su Changhe looked at Mu Yumo with a low voice.

It seemed that he was not affected at all by Mu Yumo's previous provocation and threats.

Mu Yumo chuckled when he heard that.

"Su Changhe, I always felt bad for your dead face before. Now that you are the head of the family, I don't bother to argue with you. But this time, whether I can leave or not is not up to you!"

Although Xiaoyao Tianjing's combat power was considered as a master at Anhe at this time, it was still a little behind the top group. Mu Yumo could see this clearly.

Now that Su Changhe had no intention of letting the person go, she didn't plan to continue pestering him.

She was not sure how many times she could swing the sword that Zhao Shouyi left for her, but there was one thing she was sure of: since Zhao Shouyi wanted to establish the "Silhouette" organization, he would never let her take responsibility for her own life and death.

Putting aside life and death, she actually wanted to see what kind of person her current master was, or whether that person was worthy of her following.

If the other party chose to stand by and watch, she would not say much. She chose her own path and it was not anyone else's fault. Perhaps by that time, she would have died here. If the other party chose to take action, that would be the best. She would not have to die. She was also willing to try to pursue the light that the other party mentioned.

This time, Mu Yumo didn't continue talking nonsense and didn't plan to test him anymore.

Since you, Su Changhe, want to try the sword in my hand? ?
It is better to obey than to be respectful.

"Om~~"

There was a loud bang of a sword, and Mu Yumo's aura suddenly changed. The originally gloomy aura suddenly turned and became magnificent, and the surroundings were even more magnificent, as if there really was a god breaking through here.

Su Changhe's eyes flashed twice, then he narrowed his eyes. He had two choices at this moment, attack or retreat. If Mu Yumo chose to fight to the death, then he would most likely face that person head-on. As for whether he would win, lose, or die in the end, he couldn't be sure.

If he just left and chose to turn a blind eye, he would definitely be safe, but he was unwilling to do that. In that battle, he chose to plot, but still lost, lost to the opponent's fairness. Now he is facing Mu Yumo who is not as strong as him. Should he choose to take a step back?

He was not sure what answer his heart would give, but he suddenly felt tired, mentally tired.

After struggling, he finally did not choose to leave. The little Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain almost became his inner demon. Even though he has now entered the realm of divine wandering, he does not have many years left to live.

At the very beginning, he was seriously injured by Zhao Shouyi, and originally had no hope of breaking through in this life. Later, Xie Songhua gave him a set of secret methods, which was a set of secret methods that burned essence, blood and lifespan to break through the realm. In order to break through the realm of divine wandering, he paid a painful price.

Today, facing the little Taoist priest again, his instinct drove him to flee, but when Mu Yumo was about to take action, he didn't want to plan anymore.

He wanted to try the little Taoist's method again.

It is allowed to retreat when doing things, but you can't retreat all the time, right?
"I understand!"

Su Changhe murmured to himself, not knowing who he was talking to, but his gaze changed at this moment. It was no longer so ruthless, no longer so cold, but became firm and sharp.

Suddenly, Mu Yumo's body was surrounded by golden light, and the spiritual energy around her rushed into her body as fast as a whale. Su Changhe watched this scene quietly and did not rush to take action, because this time he wanted to face not Mu Yumo, but the young Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
It lasted less than five breaths before a blurry figure walked out of the void.

Su Changhe's remaining hand tightened slightly. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he was sure that the figure in front of him was the person he was waiting for.

His eyes became fiery. In the battle that year, he was only in the Great Free and Easy Heaven Realm, and his combat power was even worse than that of the Sword Immortal. He fought against Zhao Shouyi, who had already broken through to the Divine Wandering Profound Realm. There was a huge gap in realm between them. In that situation, he lost, but he did not feel ashamed.

"Very unexpected?"

Seeing Mu Yumo's somewhat surprised look, Su Changhe curled his lips and his tone contained a hint of madness.

"Where we fell, we must stand up again!" "We were all defeated by Zhao Shouyi at the beginning. During that period, Dark River was even unable to recover."

"Xie Qidao is dead, and the Umbrella Ghost Su Muyu has fallen in realm. He has struggled until now but has only reached the half-step of divine wandering. It is hopeless for him to make further breakthroughs in this lifetime. That little Taoist priest cut off one of my arms, leaving me with internal injuries that have damaged the root of the Great Dao!"

"And you, he broke your limbs and imprisoned you in Snow Moon City."

"Dark River has never experienced such a heavy blow."

There was a flash of sadness in Su Changhe's eyes. Although Anhe was more of a tool in his hands, he was born in Anhe, grew up in Anhe, and became famous in Anhe, so he had feelings for Anhe.

"Originally, I thought it was hopeless to break through the Divine Wandering in this lifetime, and even felt lazy. But in the end, things took a turn for the better. It happened that Xie Songhua, the ancestor of the Xie family, had a secret book that could help me break through. As soon as I broke through, I intended to go to Qingcheng Mountain to settle accounts. However, at that time, Qingcheng Mountain was no longer the same as it used to be. Not to mention the Taoist Qingxuan that I heard about from ancestor Xie, Zhao Yuzhen, the Taoist swordsman of Qingcheng Mountain, had also broken through the mirror and entered the Divine Wandering. Although there was Xie Songhua in the Dark River, he could not handle the current situation alone, so I temporarily suppressed this thought."

"As for saving you, I have never thought of that."

As he spoke, the aura in Su Changhe's body had reached its peak at that time. A phantom stood behind him, with one hand raised high as if to support the sky, and the other holding a sword with murderous intent.

"After so many years of separation, now that I have this opportunity, I really want to test how big the gap is between me and the little Taoist priest on the Immortal List!!"

Hearing this, Mu Yumo snorted lightly.

“You say one thing and mean another!!”

If Su Changhe really wanted to do this, he could go to Qingcheng Mountain, Xueyue City, or even the East China Sea to look for Zhao Shouyi, but in the end he did not go anywhere but stayed here to deal with the person himself.

The figure standing next to Mu Yumo seemed to have sensed something. From somewhere in the dark, a soft sigh echoed between heaven and earth. Then the figure took a step and merged directly with Mu Yumo.

Mu Yumo frowned slightly, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

"That's actually the case."

A murmur sounded, and the next moment, Mu Yumo's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Su Changhe's eyes tightened. Mu Yumo had just disappeared and he did not catch a glimpse of the other party. You know, the other party was not in the realm of divine wandering yet. Such a thing happened, which was beyond his expectation.

"break!!"

However, before he could hesitate, a delicate cry rang out again.

Above the nine heavens, it was as if a silver bottle suddenly broke, and the water from the Milky Way poured back into the human world.

A ray of sword light exploded, and then it split into countless sword auras. The sword auras gathered together and turned into a river in an instant. This scene was truly shocking.

"What a great river of water coming from the sky!!"

There was a hint of sigh in Su Changhe's words. Zhao Shouyi hadn't come in person yet, but such a horrifying scene had already happened. It was hard to imagine what kind of grace this sword would have if he had come in person.

But even so, Su Changhe had no intention of giving up.

A hint of blood red appeared in the depths of his eyes, and the blood in his body shook, as if it was burning at that moment. His whole aura suddenly rose a lot, and his realm, which had already reached the mysterious realm of divine wandering, rose again.

Then he leaped up and went upstream, and the phantom roared to the sky and followed closely behind him.

At this moment, there were no words between the two, only the collision of sword energy and moves.

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

(End of this chapter)