"Too terrifying …" The group of Independent Swordsmen trembled, their faces pale and their eyes full of fear.
"Who is he? Which sword sect is he from? He can actually suppress us to the point that we can't move with just his aura. If he wants to kill us, wouldn't he be able to do it in the blink of an eye? "
"I'm guessing that he's at least a disciple of a middle grade sword sect, or possibly a disciple of a high grade sword sect. If he's a disciple of a low grade sword sect, he definitely wouldn't have such an aura."
The Independent Swordsmen all breathed a sigh of relief as they stared at Chu Mu's departing figure. They all guessed, the shock and fear in their hearts were still intense.
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"After several months, Listening Sword has finally reached Dacheng. Unfortunately, it's extremely difficult to reach perfection." After leaving, Chu Mu maintained a steady pace as he moved forward. According to his understanding, there was a city on the right in front of him. It was White Maple City. However, Chu Mu had no intention of entering the city. He wanted to go all the way to the Lizhou Sword Academy. "After several months of comprehension, Half-step Sword Force has finally reached perfection under the pressure of the Qi Transformation stage. It's only a fine line away from entry. In addition, there's also External Sword Qi. With the complete fusion of the soul, the range of control has also reached eight meters. "
At this time, the sun was setting in the west. Because it was early spring, night came quickly and it was soon dark.
Chu Mu hurried on for a while. The night was dark and the stars filled the sky. He stopped beside a forest and casually glanced at it. He leaped up and used his movement technique to land on a thick tree trunk as if he was in the sky.
He put down his bag, took out some dry rations and a water bottle, and ate just like that. These things were all prepared by Li Wei and were enough to last him for several days. Before he finished eating, Chu Mu basically didn't need to enter the city to replenish his rations.
After finishing the rations, Chu Mu leaned against a tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest. He planned to stay here for the night and continue his journey as soon as the sun rose.
At this moment, in the distance, a flame suddenly flickered and light footsteps could be heard, causing Chu Mu's ears to twitch. His eyes abruptly opened and emitted a sharp light that shot into the void and forced the darkness to retreat as he stared straight ahead.
In their line of sight, through the sparse leaves and in the dark night, they could see many flickering flames flying towards them. That was the light from the burning torches, and with the help of that light, they could vaguely see some figures flickering.
"His speed is very fast. He should be using a movement skill to come here … Could it be …" Chu Mu's eyes flashed with a bright light. Then, he restrained it and made a guess. The Sword Qi in his Dantian was mobilized and slowly flowed in his meridians.
His right index finger subconsciously flicked gently, and the air seemed to have become the strings of a zither.
"Quick, quick, quick. That damned little bastard shouldn't have gone far. Quickly find him and kill him. He has a fake sword on him and must have other treasures." A hurried voice full of murderous intent sounded. It was sharp and tore through the darkness.
"Sure enough, it's the King Snake Gang." Chu Mu was completely sure. A trace of gloominess flashed in his eyes. The flicking finger of his right hand suddenly stopped, and the breath of his whole body was restrained. His whole person seemed to be integrated with the tree. "Previously, I used the Xian Tian Sword Qi to kill the Qi Forming swordsman of the Qinglan Sword Sect, but because the Xian Tian Sword Qi was too fierce and overbearing, it caused damage to my meridians. Now, I can only use 50% of my Sword Qi cultivation, otherwise it will worsen the damage to my meridians. "
Deep in thought, Chu Mu made a decision.
At the same time, the shining fire was approaching, flashing under the trunk. Chu Mu glanced over and found that there were a total of dozens of figures. More than a dozen figures exuded a breath fluctuation that was at least at the peak of the ninth stage, and half of them had reached the tenth stage. The other dozens of people were all at the eighth or seventh stage of cultivation, presumably at the level of the gang members.
Although it was only a glimpse, such a lineup made Chu Mu's heart tremble slightly. Perhaps in his heyday, he could deal with one or two of them and kill them one by one. But now, he could only use 50% of his cultivation, which was greatly reduced. Even if he could kill all of them in the end, he estimated that he would suffer some injuries, or even die if he was not careful.
After a while, the fire quickly went away. Chu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not relax his vigilance and still restrained his breath. Sure enough, not long after, there were actually more than 20 figures that quickly returned in the dark night. They did not make a sound, nor did they use torches.
But Chu Mu looked at the Sword Dacheng. This kind of darkness, which would affect a normal tenth stage sword practitioner, did not hinder him in the slightest, as if it was daytime.
"I can't find him. This guy, could it be that he can fly?" The 20 or so people stopped by the tree under Chu Mu and discussed in low voices.
"Strange, according to logic, an early tenth stage sword practitioner, even if he used all his strength to rush back, would not just disappear without a trace." This voice carried a bit of doubt. Little did they know, the person they were talking about, was right above them. As long as they looked up and carefully looked, they might be able to find him.
"This damned little bastard, no matter what, we have to find him. Not only did he kill my little brother, he has an irreconcilable enmity with me. He also has three fake swords on him, and maybe other treasures." A voice that was gnashing teeth and full of hatred shouted in a low voice.
"What! Three fake swords? Are you sure it's three and not one? "A hurried and shocked voice suddenly shouted, shaking the darkness.
"Yes, it's three fake swords." This gloomy middle-aged man, who was anxious to find Chu Mu and kill him, braced himself and said in a certain tone. In fact, he could only be sure that the sword in Chu Mu's hand was a fake sword. As for the two swords on his back, it was hard to say whether they were fake swords or not. But since he had already blurted it out, he could only brace himself and continue lying. The value of a fake sword was very high, and the value of three fake swords was even higher.
"Good, even if there are no other treasures, just the three fake swords are a great harvest." The shout from before carried traces of excitement. As a high-ranking member of the King Snake Gang, he naturally knew that even the powerful Qi Transformation Stage swordsmen in the gang used fake swords. As for the Tenth Stage swordsmen, most of them only used Hundred Refinement Swords. Of course, that was because the Hundred Refined Swords had been strengthened. They were tougher and more durable than normal Hundred Refined Swords. But they were still incomparable to fake swords.
"In my opinion, the night is dark and not suitable for tracking. Why don't we gather our men here and wait until daybreak to distinguish the various traces and track him down?" Another voice sounded, with a hint of calmness.
"Executive Li's tracking techniques are famous in White Maple City. Good, then we'll follow Executive Li's suggestion."
Chu Mu frowned slightly. With the help of the night, he could indeed hide from the pursuit of these people by restraining his aura. But once daybreak, without the cover of the night, he would be easily discovered. At that time, once the dozens of people gathered to form an encirclement, he would have to pay a heavy price to break out.
"I can only take this opportunity to leave before they completely gather. I can use the night to escape." Chu Mu thought to himself. His aura was still restrained, but the Upper Origin Sword Qi in his body was slowly circulating. The Xiantian Sword Qi in the center of his dantian was also naturally condensing.
"However, since there are people who specialize in tracking, I should first kill them. Otherwise, even if I escape from the encirclement, I will be pursued again." Chu Mu thought to himself. His right hand slowly grasped the hilt of the fake Clear Wind Sword, but he did not pull it out.
Chu Mu's killing intent was also restrained like his aura, not leaking out in the slightest. His sharpness and sharpness were constantly brewing in his body and mind, trying to catch them off guard and kill them in one strike. Furthermore, he had to think of all sorts of escape routes.
He constantly adjusted his mind, Qi, and spirit to the best state. His mind and body synchronized, the sharpness and sharpness condensed into the shape of a sword. In an instant, Chu Mu seemed to have merged with the sword in his hand. His body also became like a huge sword, releasing a terrifying aura.
Sharpness, sharpness, majesty, vastness, and tyranny. It was like a tall mountain, like a turbulent sea, rolling over and crushing everything, shaking the void. In an instant, the twenty or so people under the tree only felt a heavenly might descend, crushing their bodies. They were unable to move. It was as if their blood had frozen, the air was still, and they were unable to breathe. Their bodies and limbs were suppressed, and they felt powerless.
Immediately after, a cold light tore through the darkness, piercing through the sky like lightning. It was like a rainbow slashing over. The sharp killing intent condensed into a line, causing people's skin to feel a piercing pain, as if it was being torn apart.
Their mouths were wide open, but they were unable to make any sound. Their eyes were filled with fear. This extremely sharp Sword Light filled their eyes, and the surrounding darkness completely retreated.
Taking them by surprise, Chu Mu first released his sword aura to intimidate everyone, then he used his thunderous sword attack. In an instant, he was like an arrow leaving the bow as he flew down from the tree. The killing intent on the fake Clear Wind Sword was so condensed that it almost became solid.
Without any obstruction, Chu Mu's sword slashed across the neck of the consecrator Li. Borrowing the force of the attack, he turned around in midair and slashed his sword again. The cold and sharp sword once again slashed across the necks of five swordsmen. Shortly after, he heavily stomped on the head of one of the swordsmen. With a cracking sound, the neck of the swordsman was directly broken. Chu Mu once again transformed into an arrow leaving the bow and shot up the tree trunk. He fully used the Wandering in the Wind movement technique and quickly flew into the distance. He escaped into the small forest and used the tree trunk to get away.
It wasn't until Chu Mu was far away and his figure disappeared that the remaining people finally reacted. They were instantly furious.
"Chase … Chase him immediately. No matter what, we have to catch this damned bastard and punish him with a hundred swords." A flustered and exasperated voice was filled with killing intent and anger as he roared. However, they found that their bodies were still weak. They barely managed to rush forward a few steps and almost fell. They had no choice but to stop and rest.
"Damned bastard, he was hiding in the tree and eavesdropping on our conversation. He even dared to kill so many of us. If we don't catch him, pull out his tendons, and skin him alive, it will be difficult to resolve the hatred in my heart."
"It's night right now, so he definitely can't run far. You guys, immediately return to the gang and mobilize more people. The rest of you, gather up and chase after him with me. No matter what, we can't let this little bastard go."
The swordsmen that Chu Mu had just killed were all ninth and tenth phase swordsmen. There were six of them in total. This kind of loss was not small for the King Snake Gang. At least in the past ten years, the King Snake Gang had not suffered such a loss.
Therefore, between the King Snake Gang and Chu Mu, it was not just a simple conflict of interests, but a clear hatred.