Chapter 25: Immortal Cultivator (Please collect and read)
"Xu Mujun!"

The second son of the old man Xuanming was so frightened that he turned around and ran away without caring that he was on the battlefield!
He leaped up and stepped on the head of the soldier beside him. In just a few breaths, he had rushed hundreds of meters away.

But it's still too late.

Xu Mujun just took a step forward, and the surrounding space seemed to disappear.

He took one step and got behind the second son of old man Xuanming, stretched out his hand and grabbed his head.

Then twist gently.

With a "click", the head of Old Man Xuanming's second son was twisted off in an instant!

After that, they landed on the ground, and each man with his sword was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, killing the rebels and throwing them to the ground.

There is no enemy at all in my hand!
Even the two people from the Tianming Sect who were fighting with Zhao Suling and others in the distance were frightened and kept retreating.

"Is this a Xiantian realm warrior..."

Behind Emperor Zhengyong, Zheng Yi also took a breath of cold air.

He had personally witnessed the combat power of a Grandmaster warrior.

At that time, I thought I was the strongest in the world.

Unexpectedly, there is still a warrior in the innate realm!
One man makes an army, that's all.

"With Xu Mujun here, the situation is set. This so-called immortal seed seems to be redundant?"

At this moment, something strange happened on the battlefield again.

"Xu Mujun... you are really here!"

Yang Xuangan looked at Xu Mujun who was rushing around on the battlefield, and his eyes changed immediately.

"Father, we..."

Yang Xuangan stretched out his hand to stop Yang Kang, stepped back, made way, and came in front of an old man.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face. He was wearing a strange fiery red Taoist robe with a flame emblem on his chest.

He leaned against the sedan chair, with two pretty maids massaging him.

His eyes were slightly closed, his right hand was still playing with a fiery red walnut, and his left hand was hesitant, as if he was recalling something interesting.

"Master Huo Lingzi, I will leave this person to you."

His eyes slowly opened, and his gaze immediately locked onto Xu Mujun on the battlefield.

"He is just a warrior who has just entered the Xiantian realm. This Taoist priest can take him with just a backhand! However..."

He glanced at Yang Xuangan and said, "This is inconsistent with our previous agreement."

"This is a place without any spirits. I, the Taoist priest, cannot replenish any spells I cast. I am using my own magical power..."

"Master Huo Lingzi, please tell me what you want. I will definitely do it!"

"it is good!"

Huo Lingzi clapped his hands and said, "This Taoist priest likes to trade with wise people like you!"

"I killed this man. Needless to say, I will take care of the property. I want you to mobilize the army and dig up the tombs of the emperors of the Dayu Dynasty for me to find something. Is that okay?"

"Excavating the imperial tomb?"

Yang Xuangan was also stunned for a moment, but after thinking for a few minutes, he nodded and said, "Okay, I agree!"

"Hahaha...Okay! It's a deal!"

"A word is settled!"

Huo Lingzi laughed loudly, leaped up, and his whole body was covered in flames, and he actually floated in the air.

"Someone's flying!"

"immortal!"

"Look! There's a fairy!"

The people around exclaimed in amazement, and even Yang Kang was shocked and said, "Father, father, there are really immortal cultivators in this world?!"

"Of course!"

Yang Xuangan sneered and said, "I have spent a huge amount of money to invite the deputy owner of the Yie Tower!"

"After this battle, Dayu will be in my hands. Hahahaha..."

The appearance of Huo Lingzi immediately attracted Xu Mujun's attention.

He looked at the Fire Spirit floating towards the battlefield, and a hint of caution appeared in his eyes.

"Immortal cultivator?"

"I have just entered the Xiantian realm, and I just need a whetstone!"

"Old Taoist... you are very suitable!"

"Shameless talk!"

Huo Lingzi shouted secretly and reached out to touch the fiery red walnut in his hand.

In an instant, a giant python made entirely of fire appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Xu Mujun with a roar!
"Well done!"

Xu Mujun shouted loudly and quickly moved forward. His whole body was immediately enveloped by a scarlet aura.

Hundred Battles Blood Blade! "Die!"

"boom!"

The evil spirit swept through, and all the soldiers standing between the two were killed.

"laugh……!"

Finally, the evil spirit and the fire snake collided.

The evil spirit swept over, strangling the fire snake, and the remaining force cut into Fire Spirit.

But what was strange was that a golden bell light suddenly appeared in front of Huo Lingzi, blocking Xu Mujun's attack.

"An innate warrior... he is only in the initial stage of Qi training. Die for me!"

Huo Lingzi let out a strange cry, and the fiery red walnut in his hand glowed brightly.

In an instant, three fire snakes appeared again, shaking their heads and rushing towards Xu Mujun.

At the same time, he made a gesture with one hand, muttered something, and then stomped on the ground hard.

"Hey~!"

A sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and a fiery red sword light suddenly shot out from behind Huo Lingzi and instantly slashed towards Xu Mujun.

Flying sword!

In the flames, there was a pocket-sized flying sword about three inches long!

Xu Mujun also shouted angrily and waved the goose-feather knife in his hand wildly.

Evil spirit and sword energy exploded from his body, blocking the attacking fire snakes and flying swords.

For a moment, the sounds of explosions, leaping flames, and splashing sword energy were heard continuously.

"Cultivator!"

Zheng Yi stared at the fighting on the battlefield in amazement. He didn't expect that Yang Xuangan's killing move was actually from a cultivator!
"I didn't expect there are cultivators in this world... That's great!"

"Doesn't that mean he has a chance to practice Taoism?"

"With this cultivator taking action, Yang Xuangan's chances of winning are greatly increased, yes!"

He looked around; everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Mujun's battle with the cultivator, and no one was paying attention to him.

He thought about it and quietly stepped back.

Since there are cultivators, then he must be practicing cultivation.

As long as he has a woman, he can have infinite life.

He just didn't believe that even after spending hundreds or thousands of years, he still couldn't find any trace of the cultivator.

In this life, he must embark on the path of cultivating immortals!

"Cultivator, cultivator..."

Before he could take a few steps back, Emperor Zhengyong suddenly spoke, and Zheng Yi subconsciously stopped.

"The remnants of the Mayfly Clan are still there!"

"Dong Yunfeng, it's up to you to kill this beast!"

"Here, Your Majesty!"

Dong Yunfeng said respectfully, and then Wang Zhongyi stepped forward and took out a rusty dagger.

After all, Zheng Yi was a first-class warrior at the moment. Even though the light was dim here, he could see clearly that the short sword was only three feet long, bronze in color, and had patterns like fish scales on it.

The strangest thing is that on the hilt of this dagger, there is a strange, hideous-looking insect carved.

Dong Yunfeng held the dagger in both hands and quickly came to the square of Jiaotai Hall, muttering something.

"Ancestor Dongyun, I am the 70th generation descendant of the Dongyun clan. Today, our clan is facing a great disaster. I, your humble descendants, please take out your ancestor's sword and offer it with my blood. I hope that your ancestors will be in heaven and help you defeat the enemy!"

Then he turned the dagger over, held the hilt upside down, and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation!

"puff!"

Dong Yunfeng trembled all over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, the blood at his heart kept increasing, and all of it soaked onto the dagger.

Strangely, nothing happened.

Emperor Zhengyong's face turned very ugly, and Wang Zhongyi hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, perhaps the inheritance has been too long, and Dong Yunfeng's essence and blood are insufficient..."

"Doesn't he have two daughters? Bring them here quickly..."

"Buzzing..."

Before he finished his words, the dagger suddenly made a buzzing sound, then suddenly shot into the air, shaking continuously.

"Effective!"

"Quick! Return to Jiaotai Palace!"

"Everyone... retreat to Jiaotai Hall!"

(End of this chapter)