Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

This was an extremely chaotic battle, with screams and shouts coming out along with the sword light. In just a short time, the ground was already flowing with rich blood.

Some people slipped and fell, while others lost their balance.

Watching the battle, all parties gradually came to a realization. The swordsmanship of the Sun family's sword cultivators after their transformation into mortals was a bit immature, and they obviously lacked similar experience.

On the other hand, Fang Chen's every sword has its own uniqueness, causing maximum damage with the minimum amount of force.

This kind of experience cannot be acquired overnight, at least it takes many years of fighting to get started.

"How old was this boy when he started practicing?"

Chen Qingtai and others looked at Li Changsheng with surprise in their eyes.

"I don't know the specifics, but I know that before he practiced, he fought with people all year round. These killing moves must have been practiced on the battlefield."

Li Changsheng smiled lightly.

Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.

It is not that they have never thought about selecting talents from ordinary people to walk the Sword Burial Stairway.

And it has achieved good results. These ordinary people are not afraid of monks, and they have sufficient fighting experience.

Some people have even climbed to the top of the Burial Sword Ladder.

It's just that...most of them failed to obtain the Sword Scripture simply because they didn't have the talent to practice.

Since then, monks from all walks of life have gradually given up doing this, not only wasting time to choose in the mortal world, but also not getting the rewards they deserve.

There are very few monks like this who have been fighting in the mortal world for many years, have a talent for cultivation, and are swordsmen by training, and cannot be found on ordinary days.

A quarter of an hour later.

Some Sun sword cultivators had already turned around and ran to the vines, climbing upwards with frightened expressions and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Behind them lay countless corpses, all of which were their colleagues, but now they were separated from each other.

"Everyone, don't leave in a hurry."

Suddenly a laugh came from behind.

A Sun family sword cultivator looked down, and the ghosts of the dead suddenly appeared. He saw the blood-stained figure crawling towards him, with a gentle smile on his face, but in his opinion, he was very timid.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

He screamed in fear. The more frightened he became, the more unsteady his hands became. Finally, he failed to grab the vine and fell downwards.

During the process, he also tried to catch Fang Chen, but he couldn't reach him due to the distance, so he could only howl and fall into pieces.

Fang Chen chased after one Sun family swordsman after another, either kicking them down or stabbing them to death with a sword.

In the outside world, most of these sword cultivators are higher than Fang Chen. Some are at the distraction stage, some are at the combined stage, and some are at the third level.

Now they are treated equally and receive the same fate.

Only those sword cultivators in the distraction stage were able to save their real lives because of their distraction.

The group of loose immortals from the Sun family gradually stopped talking and frowned at this scene.

The death of some sword cultivators is nothing to them. As long as those sword scriptures are there, they can cultivate as many sword cultivators as they want.

However, what the other party did was like giving the Sun family a slap in the face, as if the prestige accumulated by the Sun family over countless years could not be suppressed by even a mere swordsman?

"Is this guy really not afraid of the Sun family settling accounts in the future?"

On the ladder to heaven, the sword cultivator of the Long family looked at the scene in front of him in stunned silence, with a hint of shock in his heart.

Although the Long family and the Sun family do not deal with each other, who can say accurately about the relationship between these nobles?

Those of them who are sword cultivators are the swords in the hands of these nobles. When you use them well, the nobles will look at you more. When you are not needed or you can be used for greater benefits, the nobles will not hesitate. give up.

There are many examples of this kind. In the first moment, the two sides were letting their sword cultivators fight with each other, but the next moment, for some reason, they gave their sword cultivators to the other party.

It doesn't matter whether the other party hits or kills him.

What Fang Chen is doing now, in their opinion, is stupid and unwise.

"If he does this, he will not look down upon the Long family. It will only make the adults think that he is even more of a brainless and reckless man."

A Long family sword cultivator looked gloomy, "Let me leave quickly and don't get involved in this matter, so as not to get burned."

Everyone nodded one after another, not planning to rest, and preparing to work hard to distance themselves from Fang Chen first.

Countless monks were standing around the Sword Burial Palace. When they saw that Fang Chen could kill Sun family sword cultivators as easily as he killed a pig or a dog, they all began to ask about the odds of the major handicaps.

As expected, these odds have lowered Fang Chen's odds, and he, who was originally an unpopular player, is now on the verge of becoming a favorite.

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"This son is really capable of killing, and he is not afraid of the Sun family's future. Do you really think that the evil dragon girl of the Long family can take a look at a sword cultivator?"

Zhu Kexiu snorted coldly.

Zhu Yunchen said calmly: "If he can reach the top, including Li Jingnian's connections, no matter how many Sun family sword cultivators he kills today, the Heavenly Evil Dragon Girl will still protect him."

"Dad, the Sun family shouldn't be too angry. After all, it's just the lives of some sword cultivators and it's not worth mentioning. But the one from Yunlu City may not be willing to let it go."

Zhu can practice Taoism.

Zhu Yunchen smiled and said, "The Long family can mobilize more than a hundred first-turn loose immortals, and the major industries they control are all over the prison wind.

Not to mention there are many second-level loose immortals, as well as the third-level ancestor, even if Zhao Yunlu wants to fall out, he has to think carefully.

It is true that he is a third-level Sanxian, but it is also true that he has no heel or background. "

Zhu Kexiu was stunned: "Does it mean that even after being promoted to the third rank of Sanxian, you still have to look at the faces of these wealthy families?"

"If you get promoted to rank four, you don't have to look at their faces anymore."

Zhu Yunchen said lightly.

Four turns...

Zhu Kexiu showed a wry smile. Whether there are still four-turn loose immortals in this world is a question.

For countless years, no matter whether it was Long Yuan, Ming Hu, or Four Beaks, there was no fourth-level Sanxian.

It can be seen that this realm is unattainable and difficult to touch even for the third level.

Half a day later.

Fang Chen reached the eighteenth step of the ladder, and the steps under his feet became more and more heavy.

At this point, the sword cultivators from the Long family and the Sun family have already begun to fight openly and secretly. Although they have not really fought each other, they are constantly looking for each other's flaws.

When the sword cultivator from the Long family saw Fang Chen, his expression changed slightly.

The Sun family's sword cultivator immediately set off, planning to leave here.

"Don't leave in a hurry."

Fang Chen smiled.

The Sun family sword cultivators ignored it at all and grabbed the vines and climbed up quickly.

Why don't you leave and wait to die?

The Sun family's sword cultivators have died in the hands of the opponent time and time again. Now they have learned well. As long as the opponent is not exhausted, they do not intend to confront the opponent head-on.

Fang Chen smiled and was about to catch up when he saw a weak voice coming from not far away:

"Fang Jianshou, help me..."

The expressions of many Long family sword cultivators suddenly changed and they looked away unnaturally.

Fang Chen did not chase the sword cultivator from the Sun family, but smiled at the sword cultivator from the Long family:

"Everyone, please step aside. The voice sounds familiar to me. Let's see who it is."

"You'd better go after the sword cultivators from the Sun family. Let's rest here and start climbing later."

A Long family sword cultivator forced a smile on his face.

The smile on Fang Chen's face gradually faded:

"Step aside."

The calm words are like a hanging sword, creepy and numb.