Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Master Tu Sun is a real Nascent Soul Second Stage, and his combat power is not bad.

But with Tu Sunshi Cultivation Base's combat power, he couldn't really hurt Hu Zixu of Nascent Soul Third Stage.

With the help of the sword condensed by Han Muye, Master Tu Sun has the strength to kill Nascent Soul Third Stage.

In a sense, the sword condensed by the Xuan Yang Jue contains power, which is more powerful and agile than Magic Treasures.

Of course, it is not known whether there are real Magic Treasures in Xijiang.

Hearing Hu Zixu's call, Feng Hanxiao moved, broke away from the entanglement of Lu Hao and the others, drew his long knife, and slashed towards Han Muye.

"If you want to kill my Jiu Xuan Sword Sect disciple, have you asked me if this Jiu Xuan Sword Sect retired elder?"

Lu Hao shouted loudly, and the Gold Core above his head flew out, and then exploded with a bang.

Self-shredding Gold Core.

The power of Gold Core's self-destruction caused the cloud to churn. He turned his head to look at Han Muye, without saying a word, holding a long sword, he slammed into Feng Hanxiao's long sword.

"boom--"

Feng Hanxiao took a step and twisted the long knife, smashing all the cloud energy that Lu Hao had drawn.

The pinnacle of Gold Core, the Half-step Heavenly Realm overhaul, Lu Hao, fallen.

"boom--"

On the other side, Master Tu Sun held a long sword and chopped it down fiercely.

Hu Zixu, the big black tiger demon, held his long stick in front of him, blocking Sword Ray firmly.

With one sword, Hu Zixu's figure was forced to open a hundred feet, and Master Tu Sun raised his sword and cut it down again.

Here, the blocked Feng Hanxiao moved forward again.

This time, the one standing in front of him was the retired elder Chang Yuanhe of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

"Boy, don't die."

Chang Yuanhe said to Han Muye, and without hesitation, blew Gold Core.

Half step heaven.

Gold Core overhaul.

Everyone only left a sentence and blew Gold Core.

Thousands of years of practice have only turned into this moment of brilliance.

"does it worth……"

Standing in the same place, Han Muye muttered to himself.

"Did you think they were saving you?"

Beside Han Muye, holding a light jade fan, the girl with an indifferent expression said lightly: "They are protecting the foundation of my practice in the Western Frontier."

The world is frozen, Luo Xiaoyu.

The direct lineage of Zheng Wangyuan, the elder of Lingdao Sect.

"The foundation of my practice world in Western Xinjiang is not you, not me, not Master Tu Sun, nor the tens of millions of practitioners below."

On Luo Xiaoyu's body, an aura rose, and the jade fan in his hand swayed the cold air.

"The foundation of the Western Xinjiang practice world is the courage to fight and the courage to die."

When the voice fell, she had already stepped out one step, and the ice-cold streamer in her hand was sacrificed.

Unfortunately, her attack could not even do any damage to Feng Hanxiao.

The icy streamer shattered ten feet outside Feng Hanxiao's body.

The big demon of Nascent Soul Third Stage in the realm of heaven is really separated from immortals and mortals, and it cannot exist in the distance.

Li San held the sword and stood beside Han Muye without speaking.

Below, countless practitioners raised their heads and watched the big cultivators blow themselves up.

Watching the Southern Wilderness Demon approaching Han Muye step by step.

"Death, when he dies, I will activate the power of blood sacrifice."

"I have to watch him die before I leave this world."

Tang Chi gritted his teeth and stared at the sky, with joy and cruelty in his eyes.

There was a dark magic light around him.

Looking up at the sky, Huang Laoliu flashed a complex emotion on his face.

Turning his head, he looked at Lu Qingping who was nervous.

Seeing Huang Lao Liu looking at him, a smile appeared on Lu Qingping's pale face.

"Brother Zhenxiong, you go."

Lu Qingping clenched Huang Lao Liu's hand, then released it gently.

"If," Lu Qingping lowered her head and whispered, "Don't worry, I will live well."

Huang Laoliu laughed, reached out and stroked Lu Qingping's blue silk: "Last night, I didn't drink too much."

Lu Qingping was shocked, looked up, and blushed on her face.

Huang Laoliu laughed, holding a long sword and stepping out step by step.

"Sixth brother!"

Someone below exclaimed, and countless people looked up at Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Laoliu looked back and said loudly, "Brothers, protect the sixth sister-in-law for me."

He took a hundred feet and flew into the air, with endless magic light rising from his body.

"Sixth brother!"

Han Muye gritted his teeth and looked at Huang Lao Liu.

He wanted to stop Huang Lao Liu.

The sword of Sword Intent could be used to help Master Tu Sun to fight, and he had already tried his best.

Huang Lao Liu grinned.

"brother."

On Huang Laoliu, the magic light was intertwined, and the magic patterns climbed on the face.

The originally gray hair turned blood.

The old face turned into a youthful appearance, matching the magic pattern, with a hint of sinister coldness.

But his eyes were clear.

"Xiao Xuanzi, let's make a move."

Huang Laoliu whispered.

The long sword in his hand stabbed straight down.

Not stabbing elsewhere, but stabbing in own chest.

Drops of dark blood drop down.

Below, Lu Qingping covered her mouth, tears falling from her eyes.

"Inspire Heavenly Devil with my blood."

Huang Laoliu stretched out his trembling fingers, dipped in black effort, and kept sketching.

In the void, there is a palpitating force surging.

"boom--"

Under the Yunchao Ridge, the sky-high magic light gathered towards Huang Laoliu.

Then, Huang Laoliu burst with endless golden light.

The magic light wrapped Huang Lao Liu into a set of black magic armor.

Huang Laoliu screamed in the sky, and the black halo on his body covered the sky.

Great Demon!

This is a peerless monster.

With such power, Master Tu Sun and Hu Zixu, who were fighting in the sky, both stopped.

Devilish Qi is so powerful that he has never seen it before.

In Huang Laoliu's hand, Sword Ray was solid, and the black magic patterns wrapped around the sword body.

"Want to kill my brother?"

Raising his hand, his long sword slashed towards Feng Hanxiao.

This sword evoked all Devilish Qi in the sky, turning into a demonic shadow, a thousand-zhang demon dragon roared, grabbing Feng Hanxiao's head with one claw. The power of Gu Bao has surpassed everyone's imagination.

The big monster of Nascent Soul Third Stage, in front of this long shadow dragon, can't even resist.

How powerful is this?

Feng Hanxiao turned into a clouded leopard of ten feet, and he was swallowed by the dragon without even struggling.

Swallowing the clouded leopard, the dragon turned around, and the huge head looked at Master Tu Sun and Hu Zixu.

Binghan's killing intent made both of them look dignified.

Killing them by this demonic dragon is no more difficult than killing Feng Hanxiao.

The devil is the devil.

Killing intent.

Huang Lao Liu turned his head and glanced down.

The magic light on his body rose and flowed, and it seemed that he was about to be unable to suppress it.

Lu Qingping, who was guarded by everyone in the middle, put down her hand gently and looked at Huang Lao Liu quietly.

Huang Laoliu smiled, the missing teeth had grown back at some point.

He flew and landed on top of the dragon's head.

The magic dragon bowed his head unwillingly, and carried Huang Lao Liu to the place where the magic light rose below.

"After I leave this world, I will block this space channel again with the power of blockade."

"I can still keep Hundred Breath's soul clear. After Hundred Breaths, I will leave the space channel."

"It will take a quarter of an hour to completely block the passage here. If there is a monster coming from the passage, you can kill it with all your strength."

"I'm leaving."

Huang Laoliu waved his hand, rode the magic dragon, and slammed into the endless magic light.

His voice paused, and finally came: "If I can still think of you, I will come back."

The magic light exploded, and the lingering voice curled.

Huang Laoliu transformed himself into a great demon to slay the great demon in the Southern Wilderness.

Once practitioners become demons, the vast majority of them will eventually be infused with demons, leaving no trace of clarity.

Huang Laoliu left while Hundred Breaths Spirituality was still alive, just because he didn't want to hurt everyone.

No matter how reluctant you are, you can only leave.

Seeing that Huang Laoliu was covered in magic light and rode away with the magic dragon, tears fell on Lu Qingping's face again.

Up and down Yunchao Ridge was silent.

space channel.

The passage to leave the Profound Sky World.

After Huang Laoliu rushed into it, golden auras rose up, and the passage seemed to be slowly blocked.

"Roar--"

In the sky, the big demon tiger of the demon race turned into a giant tiger of ten feet and rushed into the space passage.

As he rushed in, several more shadows flew into the passage.

Huang Laoliu said that he would have a hundred breaths and Qingming time, and he would take action to seal the passage.

This passage will be blocked within a quarter of an hour.

To leave the Profound Sky World, there is only a quarter of an hour.

There are legends in the cultivation world outside the Profound Sky World.

If you leave Tianxuan, you will be able to live forever.

Rumors like this have been circulating.

More figures rushed towards the passage.

No one wants to live forever.

Master Tu Sun moved and landed beside Han Muye.

The Sword Ray in his hand dissipated, and the remaining Sword intent fell back to Han Muye.

"I want to go outside the Profound Sky World to have a look."

Master Tu Sun had emotion on his face, and his eyes shone with divine light.

"The swordsmanship I am proud of, the Cultivation Base that I thought could be vertical and horizontal, I just learned today, but it's just a frog at the bottom of the well."

"Perhaps, beyond Tianxuan, there is something I'm looking for."

Hearing his words, Han Muye nodded.

For a great cultivator like Master Tu Sun, isn't that what he pursues?

I thought I had already stepped on the peak, but I didn't expect that there was still a higher place.

This pursuit is the most motivated.

"Senior, if you leave, what will happen to Taiyi Jianzong?"

Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

Master Tu Sun is the number one sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, supporting Taiyi Sword Sect to become the number one sword school in Western Xinjiang.

After Master Tu Sun left, the position of Taiyi Sword Sect might not be guaranteed.

"Haha, that's their business."

Hearing Han Muye's question, Master Tu Sun laughed, and then looked at Han Muye: "Boy, in the future, Xijiang Jianxiu, I'm afraid I will leave it to you to take care of it."

Working with Han Muye three times, Master Tu Sun saw Han Muye's kendo talent and accumulation.

Such figures absolutely suppress the kendo of the Western Xinjiang.

Master Tu Sun chose to leave, not without giving up his intention to fight with Han Muye in the future.

"it is good."

Han Muye looked calm and replied softly.

it is good.

This sentence made Master Tu Sun laugh out loud.

This is the responsibility a sword cultivator should have!

"gone."

Master Tu Sun shouted loudly, and his figure crashed into the beam of light that was slowly disappearing.

Han Muye stood in front of the beam of light, his Sword intent and Spiritual Qi converged, watching quietly.

Someone quietly rushed into the beam of light, but he did not stop it.

Today, Huang Laoliu can open this channel, which is to give the opportunity to cultivate practitioners in the Western Xinjiang.

Where is the opposite side of the passage, and what will be encountered, then it depends on chance.

"Hmph, Han Muye, I won't argue with you anymore."

"The mere Jiuxuan Sword Gate, you can play with it."

Tang Chi was covered in Devilish Qi, looked at Han Muye with a long laugh, and led a group of men in black robes behind him and rushed into the beam of light.

Li, who was standing beside Han Muye, pressed his third hand on the hilt of the sword, but he didn't shoot.

The beam of light trembled, and the magic light flashed.

It's almost a quarter of an hour.

The passage leading to the outside of Tianxuan is about to be blocked.

Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief.

"what--"

"Evil!"

"I don't want to die—"

At this moment, the beam of light oscillated, and Tang Chi, who penetrated it, fled back with a face full of fear.

He just flew out of the beam of light, and a series of white bone claws passed through his back.

The blood-red heart burst.

Han Muye stepped forward, and on his body, Sword Qi rose to the sky.

"Outside Evil?"

"Yuan Tianjian can kill senior, Mo Shenghua can kill senior, but I can't kill Han Muye?"