Misty World: Become an Immortal Level Refiner at the Start

Chapter 402: A Cultivator

Chapter 402: A Cultivator

The sword flashed and a clanging sound was heard. Everyone thought that even if Wu Cheng's sword did not cut the tree in half, it would at least penetrate three inches into the wood.

however,

What was in front of us was that sparks flew when the two collided.

"I knew there was something wrong with this yard."

"This, this is not a tree, it's clearly a monster!"

"That was a long, white sword, and it was actually blocked."

"It's over, it's over..."

This scene immediately made the expressions of the ordinary people outside the yard change drastically. One by one, they immediately moved away from the yard again.

Inside the courtyard, the woman in black's eyes moved.

Unlike the others, this woman has cultivation skills.

Although she saw that Wu Cheng's sword did not carry any spiritual power, the white light on the sword was enough to prove that this sword was not something that an ordinary person could wield.

however.

It was so strange that the sword didn't even scratch the bark.

at the same time.

Wu Cheng, who was standing in front of the tree, was also a little surprised.

Although his literary art has just begun, it is still a art after all.

Just now he had integrated a little bit of the power of literature and Taoism. Although it was not much, it was more than enough to cut down a tree.

"It's okay?"

Wu Cheng was surprised: "This tree has really become a monster."

"I told you, you can't move anything in this yard!"

"Now, not only can I not chop down the tree, but I'm also infected with the curse in the yard!"

A group of strong men said with some gloating.

Hearing this, Wu Cheng turned around and said, "Curse? You don't talk about strange things."

“Even cultivators won’t talk about this.”

"Even if this tree is a bit strange and is a monster, so what? If the first sword doesn't work, then try the second sword."

For the first sword strike, Wu Cheng used a little bit of the power of literature and Taoism in his body.

Since it was useless, he decided to give it his all!

"The second sword?"

"The first sword was useless, what use would the second sword be?"

"Judging from the sparks just now, even if you use ten or a hundred swords, it's just tickling the tree."

In the rear, some strong men did not believe it.

Wu Cheng ignored these remarks. He looked at the lush tree and raised the sword in his hand again.

"Do you want me to come?"

The woman in black said at this time, after all, she has strength. To be honest, the woman in black is confident that she can cut the tree in two with one sword.

"No need." Wu Cheng said.

He said this not out of kindness, but because there was a sharp force hidden within this tree.

This force occurs when trees fall.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely be caught off guard and seriously injured.

And because of his perception of Wen Dao, he can prepare in advance.

However, the woman in black obviously didn't know this. When she heard Wu Cheng's refusal, she pursed her lips.

Kind help is not needed.

If you don't have any cultivation, no matter how hard you try, it will still be the same.

However, just as the woman in black was thinking.

An unusually gentle force emanated from Wu Cheng.

Although the black shadow woman is a cultivator and her perception is not as good as Wu Cheng's, it is still stronger than that of ordinary people.

The moment this power appeared, the woman in black was stunned.

"This is?……"

Under the black veil, her beautiful eyes moved.

This power was a power she had never felt before.

She had never felt this way even with her master. You know, her master's realm was higher than hers.

What she felt most from her master was oppression and heaviness.

And this power.

"So gentle?"

“And it seems full of light?”

"How can there be such a strange power?"

“Isn’t this… the power of a cultivator?”

The dazed woman in black had confusion flashing through her mind.

There is no way. As a cultivator, in her understanding, there are only two kinds of people in the world.

Both are cultivators and mortals.

But at the moment.

There appeared another force that she didn't understand.

Wu Cheng used 90% of his strength, leaving behind a layer of sharp energy to guard against the sharp energy hidden after the tree broke.

in this way.

As the sword was swung this time, it was blessed by the tremendous power of literature and Taoism.

The sword seemed to have a soul. It trembled slightly and emitted a special sword sound.

"Sword sound?"

The woman in black took a step back.

Sword sounds are not rare, but swords that can make sword sounds are at least considered treasures.

But if she remembered correctly.

This long sword looks like a long sword in the hands of an ordinary person.

An ordinary sword, nothing special about it.

"How is it possible? How could this sword make a sword sound?!" Subconsciously, she asked in confusion.

"What sword sound? You heard it wrong."

"This is just the sound of the sword vibrating." Hearing the confusion behind him, Wu Cheng explained briefly.

"Stand back a bit, and leave the yard for a while, I'm going to kill you."

After accumulating strength, Wu Cheng said again.

"There's no need, Brother Wu Cheng. The fact that I dare to step into the yard shows that I'm not an ordinary person." As she spoke, the black-clothed woman thrust the sword in her hand into the ground. A stream of blue light overflowed from her body, forming a barrier that wrapped her up.

"A cultivator?"

"Is it a cultivator?!"

At this time, the ordinary people outside the yard realized that the thin and weak-looking man in black was actually a high-ranking cultivator!

This is at the foot of the royal city.

Actually, cultivators are not rare here, but it depends on their status.

It can be said that the group of people living here will never have the chance to see a cultivator in their entire life.

At this time, the identity of the woman in black was exposed, which made these people blush and get excited.

In the crowd,

Because of what happened today, almost no one living here went out, but came to watch.

Abu carefully hid behind his father when he saw the stunning beauty of the woman in black.

A hint of envy flashed in the young boy's eyes.

"A cultivator, it's a cultivator, Dad." Abu said excitedly.

Looking at his father, he was also very excited at this time, but as an elder after all, his excitement was not so obvious.

around.

"If there are cultivators, then can't the curse in this yard be completely solved?"

A woman said.

"That's for sure. You have to know that he is a cultivator."

"The omnipotent cultivator!"

"..."

When these words were spoken, the coolies standing on the side no longer had their previous arrogance.

Wu Cheng was a scholar, so they could discuss if he couldn't make a sword.

but,

The woman in black...

It is absolutely not to be discussed.

As people who traveled from place to place, they had seen too many cases of cultivators killing people over a disagreement.

While everyone around him had strange expressions, Wu Cheng was not surprised by the strength displayed by the woman in black.

Because he saw it early on.

After realizing that she was well-prepared, Wu Cheng no longer had any worries.

Turning his head, his gaze fell towards the dense trees.

"Demon, die!"

Shout loudly.

The sound of the sword in his hand suddenly became stronger again.

Whoosh-!

The trees might have also sensed the sword, as they were visibly shaking.

Countless fallen leaves fell from above.

"Oh, monster."

"Cut it off!"

Wu Cheng ignored all this. He just saw a flash of white light and the sword went straight towards the tree.