After arranging for Liu Wu Xin to be safely stationed in Ling City, Chen Mo and Zhang Long hurriedly rode towards the Sand Sect.
Although the Sand Sect and Ling City are separated by only one mountain, within that mountain lie countless demonic beasts. Since Zhang Long, who was nearly killed by demonic beasts years ago, entered the mountain, he has been constantly holding the hilt of his peach wood sword, on high alert throughout the journey.
Chen Mo followed Zhang Long, and there was somewhat less vigilance in him. "Zhang Long, since you've been following me, you've used a lot of spiritual liquid and spiritual grass. Have you made any progress recently?"
Zhang Long suddenly paused, shaking his head in shame: "Thank you, third young master, for your kindness. Although Zhang Long has tried his best to improve, there is no sign of breakthrough…"
Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, "I remember, you've been traveling through the nine states since you started, and it's already been ten years. By rights, even if your talent is poor, it should be impossible to make no progress at all. Your situation is indeed a bit strange."
Zhang Long slowed down his steps, his face carrying a faint shame. "I must not deceive the third young master. In fact, my talent is not too poor. With an overpriced spiritual vein, I am one of the spiritual veins mentioned by the third young master as being able to transcend ordinary cultivation. I opened my spiritual vein and entered the cultivation path within a month. However, I never expected… Ah, fate is not always in our favor. I wonder if the third young master knows why this is so?"
Lately, Chen Mo's performance has been too dazzling, even Zhang Long subconsciously sees him as the Dao An in the eyes of the world. The former shook his head and said, "I'm not very clear about this either. You are a sword cultivator, and you should understand more about it compared to the sword deity of Sand Sect…"
"This journey is fraught with danger, and I've heard that the Sand Sword Immortal of the Sand Sect has not appeared before the public for several years. The last time I came to seek him, I was just doing it out of curiosity. I don't know whether he will agree to see me once we enter the Sand Sect, and whether he will be willing to guide me after seeing me."
Zhang Long pondered for a moment before sighing softly, feeling helpless.
Chen Mo smiled slightly, "As long as we enter the Sand Sect, I have plenty of ways to make him come out. At that time, no matter whether he sees you, guides you, or even makes you his disciple, I don't care."
The Sand Sword Immortal is so aloof and peculiar in character that he has not taken a single disciple in the past few decades, and many talents have failed to catch his eye. Zhang Long felt that his own abilities were average and was certain that he would not be noticed by the Sand Sword Immortal. However, after hesitating for a moment, he nodded and replied, "Thank you very much, Third Young Master."
Shaisha——
As they were talking, they suddenly heard the 'sasa' sound of leaves rubbing against each other in the forest, followed by a roar that echoed throughout the woods. Chen Mo was taken aback and retreated with vigilance; Zhang Long immediately drew his sword and stepped in front of him.
"It's a demon beast. Third Young Master, quickly hide behind me."
Zhang Long shouted in a tense voice, "Someone who has traveled to the Sand Sect has gone through it without any trouble. It's not just demon beasts, but not even a single living creature has been seen. However, it's evident that we are not the lucky ones."
A white head poked out from the grass in the forest, its red vertical pupils like devils in a abyss, staring fixedly at Chen Mo and the other person. A crimson snake's tongue flickered slightly out, and its massive body flattened a patch of grass, revealing the full appearance of this demon beast to both of them.
"This is a First-Class Demon Beast Snow Python, Third Young Master. We are in for trouble this time."
Zhang Long retreated alertly a few steps with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
The level of demon beasts is the opposite of human martial artists; the lower the level, the weaker it is. A First-Class Demon Beast is equivalent to a Ninth-Level Martial Artist among humans, which is just a relative term. In fact, a First-Class Demon Beast is slightly stronger than a Ninth-Level Martial Artist. Moreover, demon beasts have rough skin and thick flesh, with extremely high defense capabilities. It's difficult for a general Ninth-Level Martial Artist to kill them, either by forming teams or seeking help from more advanced martial artists.
Zhang Long is a Ninth-Level Martial Artist, and the Chen Mo accompanying him may have some martial arts skills, but it is clear that he has not reached the level of a Ninth-Level Martial Artist. If they were to face this First-Class Demon Beast, it would be a life-threatening situation.
Chen Mo has also heard of the power of Snow Python, which is considered one of the top-ranked among First-Class Demon Beasts. Its bite force is terrifying. If injured, there would be no chance of survival. The most important thing is that although its body is large, its speed is incredibly fast. Without five Ninth-Level Martial Artists attacking it together, it would be difficult to capture it.
"Don't panic. It's true that this brute is powerful, but it's not invincible either. Go and draw its attention. Remember not to engage it in a direct confrontation, and the rest is up to me."
Just as Chen Mo finished speaking, Zhang Long slightly nodded and, without delay, his peach wood sword shot out. Feeling the sudden hostility, the Snow Python bent its body and leaped fiercely, rushing towards Zhang Long as if an arrow had been drawn.
Zhang Long listened to Chen Mo's words and turned to dodge the direct attack, then quickly struck out with his sword, aiming for the Snow Python's side.
When
As the sword energy shot out, it did not harm the Snow Python's fur, but instead enraged it. Zhang Long whispered "bad news" and quickly dodged to the left.
"Sss——"
A low growl could be heard as the Snow Python once again launched an attack on Zhang Long. However, before it could make its move, it suddenly felt a sharp pain behind it. As it turned to see what was causing the pain, it found Chen Mo jumping onto its back and landing a powerful punch on its tail, which was the most vulnerable part of its body.
The Snow Python was infuriated instantly, turning to attack Chen Mo ferociously. Zhang Long saw this, quickly swinging his sword to strike at its eyes. 'Click' one of Zhang Long's sword qi hurt its eye, making it even more furious.
"Bad, this brute is about to go wild."
Zhang Long was shocked and watched as the Snow Python, fast as lightning, rushed towards him. He immediately raised his sword to defend himself, but the brute's power was too strong. Even an eight-level martial artist could not guarantee victory in a direct confrontation. Let alone Zhang Long.
At this moment, Zhang Long was fully prepared for a desperate struggle. However, at this critical moment, the Snow Python suddenly stopped. The former was startled and looked up just in time to see that Chen Mo was holding the snake's tail with both hands and somehow had managed to stop it.
"……"
Zhang Long was startled and stared at Chen Mo in amazement, amazed by his terrifying strength. However, he could see that Chen Mo's face was turning purple with rage, and he roared angrily: "Hurry up and act. Make some noise!"
As soon as Chen Mo's words fell, the Snow Python charged at him. Zhang Long, who had just realized what was happening, quickly raised his sword and attacked it again, further angering the beast.
"Good opportunity"
Chen Mo planted both feet firmly on the ground, assumed a horse stance, and surged with blood qi. Drawing force from the ground, he lifted the thousands of catties heavy Snow Python with both hands and then threw it viciously towards the nearby giant tree.
With a few consecutive moves, the giant tree crashed to the ground with a loud bang, and the Snow Python was smashed to the point of near-death, roaring into the sky several times before turning around to attack Chen Mo. At the same time, Zhang Long also lunged at it with his sword.
One followed by another, the Snow Python was now completely disoriented, not knowing which way to turn. The two of them fought in perfect sync, with Chen Mo quickly jumping back onto its back and striking its vulnerable spot again and again with powerful punches. In just a few blows, the Snow Python's vitality was completely exhausted and it lay motionless on the ground.
After Zhang Long blinded the Snow Python's eyes, he quickly rushed over to Chen Mo and struck a powerful blow on its vulnerable spot on the back with his sword.
