Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

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"In front of Jiuxuan Mountain," Tuo Bacheng's voice contained a trace of fiery depression: "Jinze Sect Leader shattered his own Gold Core."

The other masters of Qishen Tongmai encountered him and immediately turned around and ran away.

The reason is that Jiu Xuan Jianmen's countless years of hard work cannot be paid for in vain.

Looking at these disciples who were silent and only fought with Sword Ray, Tuoba Cheng's pressure disappeared.

Ancestor Tao Ran's face stiffened, and then he laughed.

With his eyes covered in black gauze, Lu Gao is now in good shape and wearing a black armor.

Ancestor Tao Ran sits in the town, fighting another world practitioner in the Fire Origin Realm.

Looking at Han Muye, an uncontrollable emotion flashed in Jin Ze's eyes: "That's the sword that Elder Zhu Shen, who cultivated swordsmanship in the sword pavilion, used his body to fuse it."

The elite in the door, who does not witness the rise of Sect?

Only pick ninety-five?

Hearing this, the young man wearing the green robe of Outer Sect's disciple changed his expression: "Bastard, you don't even know the name of Senior Brother Lu Gao? Dare to say Senior Brother Lu is blind?"

"Om-"

I, in this secret realm, survived.

So Sword Ray, is it good enough?

First.

Seemingly aware of Han Muye's gaze, Yang Mingxuan raised his head with a stiff smile on his face.

"Relying on the Fire Origin Realm, I have already fought with the Heaven Realm."

"My Jiuxuan Jianmen has endured humiliation for thousands of years, and the sword pavilion elders have broken their swords and died, and there are not one in ten Sect Elders who can die well."

Even Lu Gao said that Yang Mingxuan was more mad than him when he killed him.

In the empty Great Hall, Tuobacheng looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.

"Heirloom!"

These millions of Spirit Stones have made Tang Yunhao firmly seated as the head of Zhehuatang.

Song Qi and the others are the late stage of enlightenment.

"In order to find out Feng Yuange's fighting strength, one of the Ninth Stage Elders in our War Sword Hall died, and the three spies who passed the news lost contact."

All disciples Elder exit the Great Hall in silence.

This is fighting intent.

For the recent Xijiang, there is a shortage of such inexpensive swords.

Tuobacheng glanced over and said with his hands behind his back: "The Sect Spirit Land is open for seven days, and the Medicine Pill of Dantang's Cultivation Base can be collected on demand."

With the return of Jianmen elites, the originally silent Jiuxuan Mountain suddenly became lively. Inner Sect, Outer Sect, all kinds of legends, exciting.

Many disciples raised their heads, astonishment flashed in their eyes.

The Fire Source Realm can only allow the Half Step Heaven Realm to stay, and if it exceeds the Half Step Heaven Realm Cultivation Base, it will be repelled by the power of this world.

This person Han Muye knew, Xu Linjin, the elder of Zhanjiantang.

The taciturn He Xuanqi, with two swords in both hands, shot fiercely.

Han Muye sat in the seat he had attended, but today there is no Tang Chi who is also present.

"In order to eliminate the oppression of the three sects in the Western Xinjiang, the elder Gao Changgong of the sword pavilion destroyed the sword of the soul."

"The two-year period has come, it's time to leave."

At this time, his Cultivation Base is already the pinnacle of the environment.

Liu Honglinshen and the others hadn't seen each other for two years, so naturally they had a big table.

Han Muye nodded, looked away, and looked at everyone standing below.

"More than 320 War Sword Hall disciples and spies lost their lives because of this, and my Sword Sect cannot correct their names."

"Don't think that not having the opportunity to participate in the nine faction rearrangement competition is a missed opportunity." Tuobacheng looked down and said coldly, "This is to save your life."

Cai Peng, the son of the white devil, refined two cities in one day and slaughtered three sects.

"This time, my Nine Profound Sword Sect must win the first place in the Nine Sect Grand Competition."

Seeing such scenes, all the elders sitting in the hall all smiled and nodded.

The combination of swordsmen and swordsmen is only the first stage of swordsmanship.

Lu Gao cultivated the art of swordsmanship. People are swords. When rushing to kill, there is no worries at all.

Half step sword potential!

A strange emotion spread.

"Go to the Jiange?" The Outer Sect disciple opposite him laughed: "Okay, become the top 100 Outer Sect, go to the Jiange to lead the sword, maybe you can get the guidance of Elder Han and fly into the sky."

Yuehua Sword Sect Master Sect Leader Wanyue, swordsmanship reaches the level of the bright moon in the sky, with a sword out, the youth is swaying, and the heaven and the earth are the same.

Everyone knows who's Cultivation Base's combat strength is when fighting in the Fire Source Realm.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are unparalleled in loyalty and bravery."

But Yang Mingxuan slayed the Quartet by relying on the fighting method that was not afraid of life and death.

The sword is broken, the soul returns.

The Zhehuatang was also renamed the Sword Gate of the Setting Sun, which means to inherit the inheritance of the Lieyang Palace.

Glancing across the Great Hall, Xu Linjin looked down at the scroll in his hand.

It's just that these tyrannical forces pressed down, but the hundreds of elite disciples did not move their brows.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Linjin slowly unfolded a scroll in his hand.

Dozens or hundreds of semi-spiritual tools every year, worth two or three million Spirit Stones.

"Two years of sharpening your sword, is your sword sharp enough?"

Such Cultivation Base is already comparable to Sect Elder.

"Lu Qingchen, magic magic power is good at earth veins, dust-turning technique, supernatural skills, Cultivation Base, Gold Core."

Such combat power can be fought on Gold Core Fifth Stage and above!

"Senior Brother Tao's younger brother and I are worshipping at the door of Mumai Qingteng Zhai. Naturally, I know." The face of the person who spoke was full of pride.

The elder Jiange Gao was said to be doing well in the Southern Wilderness, and he seemed to hold a post in the army of Zhongzhou.

Han Muye got up slowly, his eyes narrowed.

This time, the Nine Profound Sword Sect also attracted several young disciples from the Tangshan Sword Sect.

But his combat power and record are definitely at the top.

If Yang Mingxuan wants to stand out in the competition of the nine factions and fulfill his last wish for Yang Dingshan, he must have the determination and means of a madman.

"These guys are just like this. When the ancestors step into the realm of heaven, I will abuse them like dogs."

A day later, the younger disciples of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect gathered.

Han Muye did not interfere with Yang Mingxuan's state.

At the first moment of their return, they have reported their experiences of the past two years.

After half an hour, the three flying boats quietly left.

Lugo grinned.

Duan Yihong of the Infernal Dao Sect, carrying Wanjun Cangshan to fight, traveled 3,000 miles in retrograde, and overhauled the demon clan Gold Core who had entered the western border.

I see.

Going back to the Western Border, back to Jiuxuan Mountain?

In the distance, aura flashed and flames rose.

"You kid, I can't hide anything from you." Ancestor Tao Ran's expression flashed with pride as he turned his head to look into the distance.

Most of the swords in the fire source world, Tang Yunhao will be taken away by the people sent by Kong Chaode, but some can still be left.

A voice of discussion resounded in the performance building.

After a long time, someone whispered.

"Loss," Xu Linjin's voice revealed a trill: "Thirty-two disciples have fallen."

How can I not remember!

The bloody battle at Lugao's sword pavilion, the sixth brother Yunchaoling turned the devil, and Elder Han killed the Heavenly Devil alone...

His voice was indifferent, revealing the coercion of a great cultivator.

Two years have passed?

Yuanmu asked for fish and swordsmanship, and he has been cultivated to another First Stage.

Those practitioners from another world call him the God of Killing in Black.

Lu Gao has grown rapidly, and the rest of the Sword Sect disciples have also leaped in combat power from the Cultivation Base.

Jianxiu should have blood.

Figures gathered quietly, and the killing intent slowly subsided.

"Seven sons of Lingdao of Lingdao Sect, Xiaoming is from Youya, and each of us has tried it."

It can be said that he has already completed the First Stage of the Sword Art.

On the top of Jiuxuan Mountain, in the Great Hall at this time, one by one Elder sat.

With the Nine Profound Sword Gate and the Sword Pavilion, their heroic spirits will have their final destination!

"The Jialing River is a great river originating from the Northern Territory, running through the Western Border and the Southern Wilderness, and reaching the East China Sea."

"My Jianmen, are you going to be happy..."

Speaking of this, he grinned: "I'll make his jaw drop in shock when I see Gao Changgong that eats soft rice next time."

When he passed by, someone whispered curiously: "Senior brother, who is this blind guy, and why is he with brother Liu Hong?"

In the dining room, it was suddenly hot.

Defeat three Swordsmen Kaishen Elders with one sword!

"Five hundred elites, only you return."

"Everyone, hard work and hard work, all of which will give me the name of Jiu Xuanwei when the nine factions are rearranged."

"This Yuntianjie doesn't give up, there are more powerhouses coming recently than before."

Flying back to the Huoyuan Realm and falling into the vast void outside the Huoyuan Palace, Han Muye said.

The expressions of the heirlooms standing in front turned solemn.

Among these Nine Profound Sword Sect disciples, Yang Mingxuan's Cultivation Base of the Third Stage is not the highest, and even ranks behind.

In the back, it is to continuously improve the power of the swords fused, and then people and swords will be promoted to a higher First Stage Realm.

Lu Gao and Liu Hong went to the Outer Sect canteen, greeting each other along the way.

Sword Rays appeared one after another, resisting Tuoba Cheng's pressure.

"No way, Sect hasn't recorded the original biography for three years, the last one is still Elder Han of Jiange, right?"

It was Tuoba Cheng's voice transmission who made him stay.

A vast aura rose from the Great Hall.

"Lu Qingyuan, the wood-based technique is extremely powerful. He once attacked and killed nine of my sword-sect disciples with the technique of layered forests."

There are also several direct descendants of Jianmen, Song Qi, Qi Shisan, Su Shiba and others. Compared with two years ago, they have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Han Muye stayed.

When it reappeared, it was already the old place of Lieyang Palace.

In a performance building, someone roared loudly.

At this time, they were all calm, and their fighting spirit blended with Sword intent.

If only ninety-five were selected, then sixty percent of the Great Hall would be eliminated.

"Lu Qingxiao, Fire Element Intensive, Half Step Gold Core."

Sect's heirloom, it's true that it has been seriously damaged recently, but it doesn't mean that it needs to be supplemented, right?

"You carry their hopes on your back."

At this time, Tao Ran's ancestor, Cultivation Base, could make a breakthrough at any time, but he chose not to take that step for the time being to guard the Fire Origin Realm.

The purpose is to let these young elites in today's Great Hall have a bottom line.

After a while, Tuoba Cheng, who was wearing a purple robe, and Sect Leader Kanazawa, who was full of silver hair, walked into the Great Hall and stepped onto the high seat.

The fire source world is not a big world, but the power of one world is not something that practitioners who are just entering the realm of heaven can resist.

With this Cultivation Base combat power, it is already the backbone of the Sword Gate!

"It is rumored that the Lingdao Sect still has some transactional connections with this demon clan."

The horn sounded, and the aura of the sky rose.

The name of the first person in the cultivation world in the Western Border is already there. Since he opened his mouth, the location of the competition cannot be changed.

Looking at the elite disciples below, Tuoba Cheng said, "Do you remember these?"

Which of these direct lineages and true heirs, who share honor and disgrace with Sect, has not participated in several battles that are related to the life and death of Sect?

...

This caused a look of envy.

"How did you know?"

The seven sons of Lingdao, all like dragons, joined forces to kill three hidden Devil Cultivators.

Han Muye and the others returned from the land of teleportation, and Tang Yunhao came to meet.

In the Great Hall, the atmosphere sank.

The elites of Jianmen went to the Fire Origin Realm for cultivation. This matter was considered a secret among the upper levels of Jianmen, and it was not a secret either.

Since you choose to be a sword cultivator, you must be prepared for the death of the sword.

The reason is to have a chance of survival in the battle of the nine factions rearranged.

In the Great Hall, a monstrous pressure was pressed down.

Many people showed regret on their faces.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled lightly: "Isn't this exactly what the ancestors meant?"

"Ancestor, this time the Nine Sects of the Western Border are rearranged, and the Spirit Dao Sect has set the location of the Great Competition on the banks of the Jialing River. I don't know what it means?"

The white-haired Kanazawa Sect Leader stood up and said softly, "The Spirit Dao Sect uses a sword as the reward for the number one of the Nine Sects."

"Big news, the tenth Inner Sect, Yuanmu begged Yu Hexuanqi to be promoted to the heir!"

The fighting intent of the sky was suppressed and slowly brewed.

The location of the Great Competition for the rearrangement of the nine sects was set by the Lingdao Sect. It is said that this location was arranged by the Wanhua Daoist of the Lingdao Sect who was preparing to leave the customs.

"This monster clan finally went to the Northern Territory. It is said that Life is in the Northern Territory."

Ancestor Tao Ran stepped into the air with a long sword in hand.

Han Muye's voice fell, causing a trace of confusion in everyone's eyes.

"And Coach Lin, Senior Brother Liu..."

According to Tao Ran's ancestor and several old Sect elders, every time the nine factions are rearranged, there will always be more masters in Xijiang that have never been seen before.

"Brother Huang Liu, benevolence and righteousness are heavenly."

remember?

The voice fell, and there was silence in the Yanfa Building.

Fighting for two years in the fire source world, fighting against another world practitioner who is not bad at Cultivation Base, he is on the edge of life and death, as long as he survives, anyone will be reborn.

Ancestor Tao Ran squinted his eyes, and then said solemnly, "Thousands of years ago, the Great Demon of the East China Sea traveled back from its source, traversed the Southern Wilderness, and landed on the Jialing River."

Han Muye nodded.

But his strength is far beyond Tongmai, even if he is a master of Kaishen Cultivation Base, he can't stop him.

The information on the power of the young and powerful of the Western Xinjiang Sect and the Cultivation Base is all on this piece of paper in Xu Linjin's hands.

"I really want to go to Jiange to have a look..." A new disciple rubbed the Steamed bun in front of him and said in a low voice.

Even if the Killing intent on his body is restrained, it is still blazing.

But these elite disciples, in the final analysis, are all the elders in the Great Hall, how can they not know where they are going?

Those elite disciples repaired themselves, while Han Muye led Lu Gao and Yang Mingxuan back to the Jiange.

There was a stern look around, causing the new Outer Sect disciple who was questioning to turn red and shudder.

This is an indescribable emotion, with anticipation, depression, desire to soar into the sky, and determination to run wild with swords.

Han Muye looked up.

All around, those Swordsmen Elders who were originally expressionless had different expressions.

Revelation Eighth Stage Cultivation Base!

Han Muye's eyes fell on Yang Mingxuan.

Putting away the long sword, Ancestor Tao Ran spoke in a deep voice.

To keep it a secret, Tuoba Cheng and the two retired elders personally presided over this matter, and Jiange Han Muye came forward to arrange it, and outsiders knew nothing about it.

This piece of paper was exchanged for the blood of hundreds of Elder disciples in the Sword Battle Hall.

Xu Linjin spent half an hour telling the message on the scroll.

Two years of ascetic cultivation, continuous killing, and rearrangement for the nine factions!

Sword intent, rose up with a bang!

His voice fell, and an old man in green robe sitting beside him stood up.

Looking at Elder and others of the Fire Origin Palace who were bowing in the distance, Han Muye raised his hand, and an aura turned into a beam of light, shrouding everyone below.

Among the disciples in the Great Hall, who dares to say that they have such combat power?

Han Muye doesn't really believe this.

Zhehuatang completely changed careers and started a business.

He looked down, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

Fengling Dao Sect Du Feng, who turned his sword into wind, traveled thousands of miles, killed 32 evil cultivators in the realm, and went back and forth that day.

The flying boat did not stop day and night, and after five days, it returned to the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

...

The ancestors of the Mu family inquired about the news of their return. Elder Gao endured the humiliation and took a heavy load of humiliation. Among the Zhongzhou army, he deceived the trust and prepared to break away from the clutches of the devil and return to the western border.

In two years, five hundred disciples only returned three hundred.

This Dabi actually has such a rule.

Han Muye turned his head and nodded towards Tao Ran's ancestor.

At this time, the old site of Lieyang Palace has changed.

A satisfied smile appeared in Kanazawa's eyes, who was sitting upright.

Sword Ray, rush away the clouds!

"I heard no, Inner Sect Thirty-seven Senior Brother Tao Shihe, Cultivation Base unexpectedly broke through the ground, and swordsmanship has become a sword intent." Someone excitedly rushed to the Outer Sect Dharma Teaching Hall to tell the news.

The short and sad sound of the bell was the last splendor of the lives of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Yang Mingxuan also cultivated the sword art, but the grade of the swords he melted could not be compared with that of Lu Gao, and the melting degree was also much worse than that of Lu Gao.

"In order not to attract the fear of the big sects in the western Xinjiang, Tao Ran's ancestors drove themselves to Sect for decades."

"Senior Brother Lu defended the sword pavilion, his eyes were stabbed, and he didn't retreat half step. This kind of loyalty and bravery is admired by all swordsmen disciples."

"The nine factions have rearranged the competition, and one faction has only a hundred disciples." Kanazawa Sect Leader, who was sitting at the top, suddenly said.

One after another phantom began to return.

There was no one around Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing a black robe.

After two years of hardships, fighting for life and death, he couldn't participate in the competition of the nine factions rearrangement?

Xu Linjin had a solemn expression on his face.

"For the two years you have been practicing in the secret place, I have spent a lot of money in Zhanjiantang to inquire about other news."

"Elder Jiange Han, that is a swordsman exiled, and exists like Deva."

In the past two years, there have been more than 500 elites from the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect entering the Fire Origin Realm, and only 300 survived.

As a sword cultivator, how can you not have the will to fight?

Such characters are of course qualified to become the heirs!

These three hundred disciples, without saying a word, can resist the coercion of Tuoba Cheng, the supreme powerhouse of the Sword Sect!

The ruins were also cleaned up, and many palaces were built.

Although those new disciples have heard these stories, they are still excited when they listen to them again.

Although swordsmanship did not advocate the use of killing to condense combat power, Yang Mingxuan was an accident.

"The first direct descendant of Taiyi Sword Sect, Feng Yuange, the swordsmanship has condensed Half step swordsmanship, Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base, Qishen Eighth Stage."

Jin Ze waved his hand, Tuoba Cheng nodded slightly and took a step forward.

Shao Yousun of the Tangshan Sword Sect is now in the Huoyuan Realm, and together with people from Lu Gao, they are recruiting practitioners from another world.

Turning to look at Han Muye, Tao Ran's ancestor whispered: "My Jiu Xuan Jianmen can rely on this world to form an alliance with Donghai Jianxiu, and other families can naturally have foreign aid."

"Really, Senior Brother Yu Hexuanqi, Yuanmu begged to use his sword in the Inner Sect Yanwutang, and defeated the three deacon elders of Jianmen Kaishen with one sword. Mumai retired elder Zhang Zhihe and personally accepted his apprentices."

The formations guarded one after another, and the mountains that were originally fiery red and charred became more lush.

Here are all the elite Nine Profound Sword Sect disciples, most of them are in the situation, and some of them are about to touch the Golden Core.

Huajian, another world practitioner of Gold Core Third Stage, can also kill with one blow.

In the center of the Great Hall, hundreds of Sword Sect elites bowed and stood, waiting solemnly.

"Senior Brother Lu, that's the gatekeeper of Jiange, a legend among my Jianmen chores." A clerk wearing a gray robe held a few buns in his hands and said in a deep voice.

"How could it be a direct descendant? Isn't Inner Sect going to be a true descendant first?"

Outer Sect Top 100.

The bells of Jiuxuan Mountain rang again and again.

Combat is available.

In the eyes of those new disciples, flames rose.

"After seven days, ninety-five of you will be selected to participate in this nine faction rearrangement competition."

This vigorous fighting spirit, mighty and fierce, seemed to smash into the Great Hall and tear apart the sky.

In two years, the number of Gold Core powerhouses in Yang Mingxuan's hands has reached the palm of his hand.

After two years of honing, Lu Gao has fused his own spirit sword, which can be transformed into a sword.