How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

The soldiers of the Sun and Moon Empire crowded around the front of the battle formation, their heads bobbing as they gazed at the arrogant and unrestrained Huo Polu on the horizon, their expressions filled with barely suppressed rage.

However, their own generals and commanders were nowhere to be seen, which caused some dissatisfaction.

Boom!

With his vigorous and powerful spirit, Liu Yan strode out of the military tent, clad in heavy armor, resembling a majestic iron tower. His every step was powerful and imposing, drawing cheers from the soldiers.

Liu Yan stomped his foot and suddenly soared into the sky, landing on his own formation and letting out a loud shout.

"You cowardly brat, don't be so arrogant! How dare you smear the mighty army of the Sun Moon Empire!"

After saying this, he slammed his two huge palm-leaf fan-like hands together in the air, making a thunderous, buzzing sound with a low, deep rhythm, as if he were beating a drum to cheer someone on.

When Huo Polu saw Liu Yan appear, his sword intent was already about to be unleashed, but he did not expect that Liu Yan would not come to fight, but instead beat the drum to cheer him on.

A hint of surprise crept into his heart. Hearing that Liu Yan was already the commander-in-chief, he was astonished that someone could still command Liu Yan to beat the drums and lead the troops.

The soldiers below the Sun Moon Empire were also in an uproar, staring at General Liu Yan above with great confusion. Liu Yan was always hot-tempered and loved to fight and kill the enemy. Now he was beating the drums. Who was this person who was going to fight?

Huo Polu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining. The broadsword in his hand was surging with blood energy, and the blood lion engraved on the blade seemed to come alive, exuding a strong kingly aura.

This sword is named Blood Sky, and it was personally bestowed by the Marquis of Champion. Its power is solemn and majestic, terrifying and strong. Every time it is used, blood is drawn. After he mastered the peerless secret technique, he had already switched from a fist cultivator to a sword cultivator.

Or perhaps he was originally a sword cultivator, and his fist cultivation was merely a means to better comprehend sword intent. It was only at the request of the Champion Marquis that he was allowed to cultivate sword intent when he was able to condense his hand into a sword.

Now that he has mastered the art of boxing, he can roar out of thin air with the might of a dragon. He is finally able to wield a sword, and his skill level is advancing by leaps and bounds. The name of Xue Cangtian resounds throughout the border, and Huo Polu's fearsome reputation grows even stronger.

Every general on the frontier has faced life and death to rise to prominence, yet they still feel fear and trembling before his Bloodstained Heaven, which shows just how formidable his ferocity is.

Just as everyone was astonished by Huo Polu's ferocity, a streak of blue light pierced the sun and fell down. Li Muyun's figure flashed like lightning and suddenly arrived.

An incomparably sharp sword intent descended from the sky. The Devouring Creation Sword absorbed the sword power with ease, its devouring power incredibly delicate, as if it could devour everything. The sword concealed its sharpness; this move, seemingly soft, actually hid a sharp edge.

A hint of surprise flashed across Huo Polu's eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed by overwhelming fighting spirit and joy.

That sword light, that sword intent, it must be him!

When Huo Polu saw the Devouring Creation Sword Intent unsheathed like a dragon, he immediately recognized Li Muyun. His emotions surged, but he did not show it.

The disappearance of Li Muyun caused a great uproar in the entire city of Chang'an. There were many different opinions: some said that Li Muyun had accidentally entered a dangerous place, some said that Li Muyun was imprisoned and bound, and some said that Li Muyun died at the hands of Tiantu Hou.

But he didn't believe it at all. Ever since he met Li Muyun, he had a deep intuition that Li Muyun would likely become a powerful figure and stand shoulder to shoulder with him at the pinnacle of worldly power.

His intuition was right. Li Muyun was a chosen one, a person of great fortune. How could he possibly perish like this?

Seeing Li Muyun again now, he felt a sense of reunion with an old friend. Moreover, this feeling was even stronger on the battlefield, causing his bloodlust and killing intent to surge wildly, so intense that it seemed almost tangible.

He was not satisfied with his battle with Li Muyun in the Yangshen Temple Secret Realm. He rarely encountered such an opponent and had long regarded Li Muyun as a formidable rival. The two had already developed a mutual respect for each other.

After months apart, how can we not have a thrilling showdown when we meet again?

"Just as I expected, you restless fellow!"

Huo Polu sneered, and the tip of the infamous Blood Sky Blade trembled again. A dark red mad lion came to life, writhing and coalescing on the blade, its blood-red maw roaring towards the sky.

"Heavenly Blade! Rage!"

This strike was domineering and fierce, with blood energy flying everywhere. The tip of the blade rose straight up, and a mad lion danced and roared to the sky, slashing out a blood-red lion shadow from afar. A thousand kinds of energy were contained in one strike, which roared away.

boom!

The shadow of the blood lion crashed into the devouring sword energy, and countless tiny sword energies continuously divided and devoured the lion, which continued to move forward, crushing the sword intent.

"broken!"

Huo Polu roared again, turned around and swept his sword, unleashing another powerful slash. This blood-red aura instantly drew in the shadow of the blood lion, causing it to explode in mid-air and crush many sword intents.

Seeing the sword intent shatter, Li Muyun was taken aback, but a smile appeared on his face. He then flew out with another sword, the Emperor Flame Blazing Sword, and the two swords soared together, displaying their divine power.

Oh? There's another divine sword?

The moment Huo Polu saw the blazing sword appear, he was startled and secretly praised it. As expected of Li Muyun, he had obtained another divine sword of creation in just a few months. Such an opportunity was truly enviable.

But he was confident that with the Blood Sky Sword in his hand, he could withstand and crush any attack, no matter what kind!

This is the invincible heart and kingly demeanor honed under the tutelage and tempering of the Champion Marquis. It is the key to why ordinary generals and commanders would waver the moment they saw Huo Polu.

However, the impact on Li Muyun was negligible, and he was not discouraged, but instead kept his strength hidden.

"What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Show them all and let me see just how capable this so-called prodigy of the Sun Moon Empire really is."

Huo Polu chuckled again, deliberately emphasizing the words "prodigy of the Sun and Moon Empire" in a mocking tone.

Upon hearing this, Li Muyun smiled slightly and sighed softly.

"Since General Huo wishes to see it, I dare not refuse."

After speaking, the true meaning of the Great Dao slowly condensed, and the power of the Devouring Creation Sword in his hand, under this might, condensed into a sea of ​​devouring power, soaring into the air, and a Devouring Creation Divine Sword magnified several times over swirled out.

The power of this divine sword blotted out the sky, and the dark, devouring force enveloped the heavens, darkening the sky. Above the two great formations, it was as if dark clouds were pressing down on the city.

"General Huo, would you dare to try my Devouring Sword?"

Li Muyun's true understanding of swordsmanship manifested within his body, and streams of energy surged and rose into the sky, merging into the Heavenly Devouring Sword Shadow that blotted out the sun in the heavens, facing Huo Polu from afar.

"Hahahaha... It's just a mere sword strike, what's there to be afraid of!"

Huo Polu laughed loudly, his posture upright, his hands behind his back holding a sword, facing the huge, hard object in the sky. Although it appeared small, its imposing aura was not diminished in the slightest.

Seeing Huo Polu's demeanor, Li Muyun couldn't help but secretly admire him.

In the past few months, not only he has changed a lot, but Huo Polu in front of him has also made great progress. Such progress in attitude and mindset is the most difficult, but he has already nurtured it.