Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 546: Golden Foot Flying Knife
The sun is shining brightly in the sky, above the Silver Moon Arena.

Chen Mu and Jin Yuantong stood opposite each other, setting up their formations. The crowd of onlookers stared intently at the stage. Those who didn't know Chen Mu were also curious as to why Hua Meimei admired him so much...

"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"

Jin Yuantong shouted coldly, his body trembled slightly, and then a few golden lights emerged from above his head. Then he flew forward, his sharp edge was clearly visible.

Chen Muning looked closely and discovered that the true appearance of the golden light was actually a group of two-foot-long golden flying knives!

This knife has a strange shape, like the limbs of its body, and the blade is like gold and iron, emitting a cold aura under the scorching sun.

"It's not a magic weapon, but it's better than a magic weapon..."

Chen Mu frowned and immediately realized that these flying knives were quite good. Although they could not be called magic weapons, they had undergone the unique blood refining method of the demon clan. In addition, their bodies were made of degenerated limbs, making them particularly easy to use.

Jin Yuantong smiled coldly, but he suddenly attacked with murderous intent.

"Last time, this person was only at the initial stage, but now he has reached the final stage. This shows that he must have practiced hard for more than 20 years. He doesn't have any powerful skills.

On the other hand, I have painstakingly forged seventy-two golden-footed flying knives in preparation for the battle in the Demon Court. Today, I will use this man as a sacrifice!"

Thinking of this, he pointed forward, and the seventy-two golden-footed flying knives took turns spinning, transforming into golden lights and slashing forward.

The knife came at an extremely fast speed. Jin Yuantong only needed to raise his hand to kill Chen Mu.

Chen Mu was not careless. He suddenly made a sword move in his hand. With a sound of sword ringing, the Silver Rainbow Sword suddenly flew out, and he stood up and went towards the sword light!

Jin Yuantong sneered and waved his hand casually. The seventy-two golden-footed flying knives immediately split into two sides and lined up on the left and right. One line was wrapped in the stunning sword light, and the other line continued to move forward without slowing down.

The monsters watching below the stage started to make noises when they saw this, and they all looked very excited with beaming faces.

Seeing Hu Meir and the others looking a little surprised, Ao Chun pointed at the golden-footed flying knife and said with a smile, "Yuan Tong has been practicing hard in seclusion for over twenty years. Actually, the method of flying the knife is based on the sword-controlling technique of the human race.

Daoist Chen, seeing this sudden change, is afraid he won't be able to withstand it."

Apparently, Jin Yuantong had the same idea. After driving away with his knife, he did not stop moving. Suddenly, he jumped into the sky and clenched his hands. A golden-backed centipede shadow stretching for thousands of feet appeared behind him.

The next moment, the sky suddenly roared, and countless golden clouds spread out. In the blink of an eye, they filled the space in all directions and hung down to cover the sky.

This is a unique bloodline secret technique of Jinbei Mountain that can seal the heaven and earth. Jin Yuantong used it at this time because he was afraid that Chen Mu would be unable to withstand the flying knife and escape...

"Great!" Hu Meir cheered in unison, "Brother Jin's coherent tactics are truly eye-opening for us."

Seeing him speak, Myolie Wu could only force a smile. However, when she shifted her gaze, she saw Hua Meimei with a calm demeanor, as if she was not worried about Chen Mu on the stage at all...

Chen Mu calmed his mind and looked up at the spreading golden clouds. If he activated the Qingtian Jueyun at this moment, he would be able to break out of the blockade in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, he chose to stand still.

This choice really made Yuan Qi and others who had a keen eye frown. Logically speaking, someone who was so highly respected by Hua Meimei should not be unable to fly out of the blockade, right?

But why doesn't he move? Does he have better hands?

The doubt only lasted for a moment, and the next moment they all widened their eyes.

Chen Mudan's light flashed, and a water-colored light suddenly rose behind him.

There seemed to be an endless stream of water flowing inside, gently rising up, and those flying knives that came at high speed were carried away by the water, the blades gradually sank, and were thrown into the water in an instant!

Jin Yuantong sensed something was amiss, snorted coldly, and quickly regained his composure. The golden-footed flying knife, caught in the aquatic light, suddenly vibrated. However, no matter how hard it whistled through the air and sprinted through the waves, it couldn't escape the restraint of the water light and couldn't penetrate. "What kind of Taoist magic is this!"

Sweat broke out on his forehead. If the thirty-six golden-footed flying knives could not escape, his combat power would be greatly reduced in an instant. How could he have any hope of winning?

Not only was he shocked by this, Ao Chun and others were even more frightened.

Father, like son.

Jin Yuantong didn't know what was happening under the bright water, but they could see it clearly.

The thirty-six flying knives were trembling, not only encountering the force of pulling, but also the terrifying force of the endless water veins pressing down on them!
In just a moment, most of the golden light of these golden-footed flying knives had dissipated, obviously they had been damaged...

At this moment, even Jin Yuantong himself realized that something was wrong, and he became more anxious. He didn't bother to think about how to win next, and hurriedly made another move.

The remaining thirty-six golden-footed flying knives that were fighting with the Silver Rainbow Sword shook off the flying sword. At his loud shout, golden light burst out and they rushed towards Chen Mu like arrows.

But since flying knives come from the same source and have no magical transformations, how can they break the law?

"Puff puff..."

Thirty-six times in a row, the golden-footed flying knife shot through the water curtain like an arrow, and in an instant, it disappeared without a trace...

"This...how is this possible..."

Jin Yuantong was dumbfounded, looking incredulous.

The Golden Foot Flying Knife technique that he had spent so much time and effort to practice was so simple that it was taken away by a cultivator of the same level?
Ultimately, he wasn't using the human sword-controlling technique, didn't understand the changes in reality and illusion, and controlled it from the heart. He only knew how to charge in with all his might, but he was restrained by the water-based Dao method, which was based on accommodating all things...

"Ugh……"

Ao Chun sighed softly, and looked at Chen Mu with his beautiful eyes. The passion that had long since dissipated surged into his heart again.

If she was not mistaken, the water magic that Chen Mu used should be what human cultivators call a top-grade magical power.

"A top-grade magical power, the loss is not unfair..."

Yuan Qi and other demon cultivators with extraordinary eyesight spoke slowly in their hearts, and their eyes looked at Chen Mu with increasingly serious expressions.

A cultivator who has mastered high-grade supernatural powers can no longer be viewed simply by his realm.

If they were to choose, they would rather face off against a cultivator of the same level who had reached the Golden Core Perfection stage than face a difficult person like Chen Mu...

Chen Mu leaped up, and the water surged behind him.

He looked around, and finally turned to Jin Yuantong and said, "Fellow Daoist Jin, do you want to continue the competition?"

Jin Yuantong glared at him with a gloomy face. After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "I haven't admitted defeat yet. Do you think I have no other means by asking this question?"

He already had resentment towards Chen Mu, so naturally he thought that Chen Mu was insulting him.

Chen Mu sneered in his heart, if you were not in the nine demon tribes in southern Xinjiang and it was not easy to kill, do you think you would still have a chance to speak out?
He said in a cold voice: "Since fellow Daoist has other means, then feel free to use them. I will take them on!"

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(End of this chapter)