Martial Cultivator-Novel

15 minutes was not too long of a time. In fact, in this battle, it could be considered insignificant. However, there was only this 15 minutes. Xie Nandu had yet to step into the Bitter Sea Realm. Faced with the techniques of the middle-aged daoist nun, she could only hold on for a short 15 minutes.

As several sword cries sounded out, the flying swords that were previously entangled with the maple leaves in the sky all returned to Xie Nandu, lining up in a neat row.

Mountain Creek, Light Rain, Desolate North, White Deer...

The Heavenly Azure which had been smashed into the pit also flew back. Fortunately, it was a renowned sword from the Sword Qi Mountain. Otherwise, it might have shattered on the spot.

In addition to Sweet Potato, six of Xie Nandu's nine flying swords had appeared now.

Where were the final three flying swords?

After a moment, a flying sword suddenly appeared. Its body was slender, and patterns resembling flowing water shimmered on its surface. Xie Nandu softly uttered two words, "Dusk Light."

This was the seventh.

With the appearance of the flying sword named Dusk Light, the sword qi in front of Xie Nandu had already reached its peak density. However, this was not the end. Soon, another flying sword appeared in front of her. This flying sword had a simple and ancient design, with countless patterns resembling white clouds on its blade. It was the eighth flying sword, named Rising Cloud.

As for the ninth flying sword, it had yet to make an appearance.

The stone figure suddenly struck out with a fist in the air, forcing another flying sword to emerge from midair. It was a flying sword with a transparent blade, emitting a somewhat reluctant and mournful cry as it slowly flew back to Xie Nandu.

Lone Shadow

All nine flying swords finally appeared before people for the first time. But unfortunately, aside from Xie Nandu, there were only two spectators today.

This was Xie Nandu's first battle where she unveiled all nine flying swords, but it did not attract much attention. Perhaps for the entire world, it seemed a bit too ordinary.

After all, as a woman who also possessed nine flying swords, Xie Nandu's nwas destined to leave a profound mark on the world on many occasions in the future.

With the nine flying swords waiting in full battle-array, even the stone figure slowed its footsteps. However, after a brief pause, the stone figure once again closed the distance to Xie Nandu, stopping just a few dozen feet away. With a thought from Xie Nandu, all nine flying swords crashed into the stone figure!

A surge of sword intent instantly enveloped the stone figure at this moment.

But Xie Nandu knew very well that she could only trap the stone figure for 15 minutes at most. As for defeating the stone figure completely, it was probably an impossible task.

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Since Xie Nandu had spoken those words, Chen Chao temporarily put aside other thoughts. If it were someone else claiming to resist a Great Beyond Realm cultivator with a Divine Trove Realm cultivation, Chen Chao would never believe it. But since it was Xie Nandu, Chen Chao had no reason not to believe.

She had never been an ordinary woman.

After regaining composure, Chen Chao charged towards the middle-aged daoist nun indifferently. The middle-aged daoist nun was about to wield the whisk in her hand when she realized that it had already been hacked to bits by Chen Chao, with many strands missing. It looked particularly miserable. She threw the dusting whisk aside angrily. Her daoist robe billowed up, endless killing intent emanating from her. At this moment, it was a fight for life and death. The middle-aged daoist nun did not care who between Chen Chao and Xie Nandu would die first, she only cared about killing Chen Chao here today.

Suddenly, a column of water appeared behind her. Then, she swiftly retreated to the top of the water column. With a reach of her hand, a spear made of tidewater appeared in her grasp. The middle-aged daoist nun, with an expressionless face, hurled the spear imbued with boundless killing intent towards Chen Chao. Her only thought was to kill Chen Chao here.

Chen Chao remained expressionless. As the water spear approached him, he swung his broken saber directly at it.

The water spear shattered, but its residual force pushed Chen Chao back several steps.

Just as Chen Chao exhaled a breath, the second water spear was already in front of him.

Then, countless water spears suddenly appeared in the sky, all aimed at Chen Chao. It was as if a heavy rain had descended upon the earth.

However, there were no raindrops, only sharp blades far more dangerous than raindrops.

Chen Chao laughed coldly. While ordinary people would naturally think about how to evade when faced with this deluge of water spears, he merely narrowed his eyes and charged forward without hesitation. Xie Nandu had only given him 15 minutes. In that short tframe, there was no room for Chen Chao to strategize slowly. He needed to kill the middle-aged daoist nun in front of him with the greatest speed to resolve Xie Nandu's predicament.

It was somewhat absurd when you think about it. Chen Chao, a martial artist at the Bitter Sea Realm, was not thinking about how to avoid the sharp edge when facing a Great Beyond Realm cultivator. Instead, his immediate thought was to kill her within an extremely short time. Such a thought, forget about doing it, the average person would not even dare to think about it.

Navigating through the countless water spears, Chen Chao was struck directly in the chest by one in an extremely short amount of time. If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would likely die instantly. However, Chen Chao had been tempering his body for years. How could he be compared to the average person? Thus, under this blow, Chen Chao's figure only swayed for a moment, a bloody wound appearing on his chest. The water spear had already fractured inch by inch, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Then Chen Chao moved forward again, enduring attacks from several more water spears, yet none could truly pierce Chen Chao's body.

After a moment, Chen Chao had already arrived in front of the enormous water column. Without hesitation, he swung his saber heavily.ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Novᴇ(l)Fɪre .ɴᴇt

The saber light cleaved through the water column, which then surged towards him like flood waters

Chen Chao remained expressionless as he climbed up inside the water column, then appeared in front of the middle-aged daoist nun in an instant.

Another saber strike slashed down!

The middle-aged daoist nun had nowhere to evade, but she managed to slant her body slightly, barely avoiding this lethal strike. However, immediately after, Chen Chao's fist smashed towards her face.

The middle-aged daoist nun could no longer evade, she could only allow this fist to smash down. Her head tilted backward, her mind already somewhat dazed.

Chen Chao grinned fiercely, "Old hag, after guarding for more than a year, if you knew this would be your end, would you regret it?"

Without waiting for the middle-aged daoist nun's reply, which Chen Chao did not expect anyway, his second punch already smashed out.

The middle-aged daoist nun's face had completely sunken in.

As a qi refiner, although her cultivation realm was high, she had not tempered her body. How could she be a match for Chen Chao, someone who practiced martial arts!

After two punches, Chen Chao once again gripped the saber. Without wasting his breath, he stabbed directly into the middle-aged daoist nun's chest!

One stab after another, blood splattered everywhere!