LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 21 An Zixuan comes to the rescue
The fifth floor of the Heavenly Road.
As soon as Zhao Mu came up, his fighting spirit instantly disappeared.
How to fight?
On the fifth floor platform, five middle-stage Jindan monsters gathered together.
The aura of each monster is more than ten times stronger than the black panther!
Even if Zhao Mu has the blood of the human emperor and his physical strength is comparable to that of a Jindan cultivator, he may not be able to survive even one round against these five monsters.
It’s better not to humiliate yourself.
Zhao Mu jumped off the platform.
The next second, Zhao Mu was teleported out of the secret realm of the Heavenly Road and returned to the outer gate square.
The huge square was now full of people. Looking around, it was dark and there were thousands of people.
More than half of the outer disciples were probably gathered here.
Although he guessed that there would be a big scene waiting for him, Zhao Mu was still slightly surprised.
"Boy, you finally came out. I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Before Zhao Mu landed, an arrogant figure flew straight towards him.
"Be careful!" Lu Qi and Chu Jiaoran flew over almost at the same time and stood in front of Zhao Mu.
"He is Niu Ao, the eighth inner sect genius, Niu Tie's cousin, and he is here to seek revenge on you."
"You run first, we will help you stop him."
Zhao Mu could understand that Lu Qi was helping him.
But what was Chu Jiaoran up to?
But now was not the time to care about this.
"Why are you running?"
Zhao Mu looked calm, and the pressure of Niu Ao at the peak of the Jindan realm seemed to have no effect on him at all.
Seeing that Zhao Mu was fearless, Niu Ao sneered, "Don't think that you have the capital to be arrogant just because you are the first in the outer sect. After all, the outer sect is just the outer sect, and there is a world of difference between it and the inner sect. Since you want to stay and wait for death, I will help you."
Having said that, Niu Ao knew very well that Zhao Mu's sudden becoming the first in the outer sect genius list was extremely disadvantageous to him.
At this time, the news might have spread to the sect's holy land.
Maybe soon an elder will come to find out the situation, and may even accept Zhao Mu as his personal disciple.
After all, he is too young and has the ability to fight above his level. It has been a long time since Shengyuan Demon Sect has seen such a genius, not to mention a human cultivator known for his weak bloodline.
Those human elders have been waiting for this kind of human rookie with super talent.
Once they appear, his plan to kill Zhao Mu will fail.
He must seize the time and kill Zhao Mu with thunder before the elders arrive.
Although he will definitely be hated by the human elders, he is now doing things for Long Tianxiang. As long as he successfully completes the task he assigned, Long Tianxiang will be able to save himself.
At that time, he will be equivalent to selling a favor to Long Tianxiang, and the benefits will not be soft.
Although they are both from the Niu clan, Niu Ao is obviously much better than Niu Tie in judging the situation.
The moment he made up his mind to strangle Zhao Mu on the spot, Niu Ao swung his arm and shot out the golden sword intent hidden in his sleeve.
In fact, in Niu Ao's opinion, using Long Tianxiang's sword intent to deal with Zhao Mu, a junior in the Foundation Establishment Realm, was a waste of effort.
If Zhao Mu hadn't made such a big fuss, he could have embezzled this sword intent and tortured Zhao Mu to death with his own means.
But now the situation is changing too fast, and he must use this sword intent, so that even if the elders come to question him, he can use Long Tianxiang's name to clear himself of the relationship.
"Die, you can die under this sword intent, and your life is not in vain."
Niu Ao's face was ferocious.
He had heard for a long time that Long Tianxiang's swordsmanship was unmatched among the disciples of Shengyuan Demon Sect, and he had always been quite curious. Today he could finally see it.
The moment the golden sword intent appeared, Zhao Mu had a bad feeling.
When Lu Qi saw the whistling sword intent, her face suddenly turned pale.
"No..."
She had no time to stop it. The golden sword intent seemed to travel through time and space until it reached Zhao Mu's brow.
In an instant, Zhao Mu had the illusion of being trapped in a desperate situation and having no way out.
"Buzz!"
The sound of the sword sounded like a dragon's roar!
How powerful and domineering this sword intent was!
It was like a dragon breaking through a city, unstoppable!
Zhao Mu's Red Sun Saint Body and Human Emperor Bloodline were boiling in an instant.
But the sense of crisis did not dissipate, but intensified.
Zhao Mu seemed to see the scene of his head being pierced by the sword intent in the next second, and he felt unprecedented despair.
Long Tianxiang, I fuck your uncle!
No matter how stupid Zhao Mu was, he realized that this sword intent was definitely not something Niu Ao could exert.
This was Long Tianxiang's sword intent!
"Break!"
Suddenly.
A crisp voice rang in Zhao Mu's ears.
At the break of a word, the golden sword intent was broken, and turned into fine light sand that scattered all over the sky.
Zhao Mu almost couldn't hold his breath.
What a close call!
He almost became a dead soul under the sword.
Zhao Mu was still in shock. He looked around and suddenly caught a glimpse of a peerless figure flying over.
It was her.
Saint An Zixuan!
Zhao Mu really didn't expect that it would be such a woman who saved him at the critical moment.
But Zhao Mu still felt a little strange.
The female voice that appeared in his ears just now didn't sound like An Zixuan's voice.
But who else could it be but her?
Among the people Zhao Mu knew, it seemed that An Zixuan was the only one who had the ability to save him from Long Tianxiang's sword intent.
"Oh my god, what just happened?"
"I don't know. I just saw Niu Ao rushing towards Zhao Mu, and then a dazzling light almost blinded me."
"Who is that woman? Could it be that Zhao Mu, this pretty boy, has other mistresses?"
"That's... I'm going to kneel down quickly."
For a moment, the outer disciples knelt down one after another, and they were so silent that they didn't dare to make any noise at all.
Niu Ao's body was suspended in the air in an extremely awkward way, as if he was cast under a spell. He couldn't even blink his eyelids, and the fear in his eyes was about to overflow.
He never expected that the first person to appear was not a human elder, but the saint An Zixuan!
In Shengyuan Demon Sect, the status of the saint son and the saint daughter is even higher than that of the elders to some extent.
After all, they are the true disciples of the Demon Sect Queen, and they may succeed the position of the sect master!
It's over, it's over, this is a big deal.
Long Tianxiang's name may be able to intimidate those human elders.
But in An Zixuan's eyes, it's probably nothing.
"Saint Lady!"
Seeing An Zixuan flying over, Lu Qi and Chu Jiaoran were both shocked, and they hurried forward to bow.
An Zixuan nodded slightly, and then walked towards Zhao Mu.
Looking at the remaining sword intent in the air, An Zixuan's eyes flashed with doubt, and then she said: "You really made me look at you with new eyes. Although the first outer sect genius is not a title worth boasting about, it is rare in the history of Shengyuan Demon Sect to be able to reach this point with your current cultivation. As far as I know, there are only a few people who can reach the fifth level with the foundation-building stage, and there is no human cultivator. You are the first person since the founding of the sect."
An Zixuan did not hide her praise for Zhao Mu at all, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Mu even had a little appreciation.
As soon as the voice fell, several extremely strong auras flew quickly from the horizon.
"I heard that a top human genius has emerged from the outer sect. Where is he? Let me see him!"
"Zhou Siliang, don't even think about snatching him from me. I haven't accepted any disciples for eight hundred years in order to wait for a human genius. You must give him to me this time."
"You old man, if you say you don't want to snatch him, then don't. I'm giving you face!"