Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

With a green robe and big sleeves, the spiritual light is shining, and the coercive person is the elder of the Lingdao Sect, the first person in the Western Xinjiang practice world.

At this moment, the real Wanhua, who was still hanging in the void, also lowered his head, and his eyes met with Han Muye.

A Demonic Beasts opened its mouth to bite at an elite disciple who had fallen into the water.

Hearing his words, all eyes fell on Han Muye again.

"With a sword in hand, I am invincible."

"Brother, save me—"

At this moment, with a roar, in the Jialing River, a large black fish with a length of 10 meters rushed out of the river, biting off half of the waist of an elite disciple who had just flown out of the water.

To save, or not to save?

The strongest among them are forty or fifty feet tall, and they have the potential to be low.

"If you have the ability, they hunt you, and you can hunt them too."

"puff--"

If Jiu Xuan Sword Sect continued to develop in a low-key manner as before, then this battle might be easy to say.

Baizhang Sword Ray entered the water and cut a gap that was dozens of miles long!

"Brother Tuoba, can this one rank in the top ten in your Nine Profound Sword Sect?" An old man standing beside Tuoba Cheng among the masters of the various sects watching the battle in the sky said with a chuckle.

Sword Ray hundred feet.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Tangshan Sword Sect's Inner Sect No. 1, Gu Yuanlong.

Dao Dao's figure fell into the water, and then flew out of the water again, ready to restore the dragon boat and move on.

This sword made everyone's eyes widen.

Someone let out a low cry, and the figure seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer on the shoulder and fell into the water with a bang.

On the banks of the river, all practitioners opened their mouths.

Golden Vein Two Profound Swordsmanship, touch gold.

Below, the elites of other sects who cast their eyes on the other dragon boats raised their brows lightly.

Majestic and magnificent Sword Ray slashed on the river.

On the river, all dragon boats move forward silently.

If you can get out of this bloody battle, after a hundred years, you can run rampant in the Western Frontier.

Blood, instantly dyed a river surface red!

The white-bearded old man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "No problem, no problem."

But The next moment, a little golden streamer through the eyes of the black fish.

On the water, the bodies of those hunted black fish were dragged by other big fish and sank to the bottom.

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In a radius of hundreds of miles, the black armored monsters were densely covered under the water.

On the water, someone shouted in the direction of the Jiuxuan Jianmen Dragon Boat.

With so much pressure, who can withstand it?

But this Sect is fighting, you can't quit, and you can't fly in the air. If the dragon boat overturns, wouldn't it only be a dead end?

Han Muye raised his head with a calm expression on his face.

The accuracy and ruthlessness of this sword is unparalleled.

Ahead, two extremely fast dragon boats collided.

"After a hundred breaths, a thousand breaths."

If you can compete for the position of the nine factions, you can't guarantee that your dragon boat will not be overturned?

Hearing his words, Li Mubai and the others didn't change their expressions. Not far away, an old man with a white beard frowned and said in a low voice, "When did this rule exist?"

"Senior Brother Han, I'm afraid this battle will be difficult." Behind Han Muye, Qi Shisan, who was carrying two swords, said in a low voice.

On the river bank, everyone stared at the dragon boat that rushed out first.

Here, the strongest group of people in the Western Xinjiang have gathered.

Who can resist such a sword?

The figure of the black armored monster fell into the river water, and the expression of the elite who drew the sword changed. Just as he was about to make a sound, another black fish suddenly rushed out from the slanting thorns and bit off most of his body in one bite.

This sword showed the extraordinary strength of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

If you don't fight, you will die!

Among the disciples of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, Han Muye is the backbone.

The sword protrudes like a rainbow.

If Han Muye is really captured by this person, does Jiu Xuan Jianmen abandon Han Muye, or does he really want to be caught?

The strength of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect is naturally strong.

In the battle of the fire source world to hunt down another world practitioner, Li Senhe achieved remarkable results.

"Bam—"

He drank in a low voice, and his body was so fast that he slammed into Han Muye.

"Han Banxian, offended!"

This time, the competition rules of the nine factions rearranged, looking extremely cruel.

Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the water.

It's just that the snares are still in the air, and the real person Wanhua raised his hand, and a azure light penetrated the body of the person who shot.

One hit kill!

When the two overturned dragon boats were turned over and all the drowning disciples returned to the dragon boats, there were originally 100 people on them, but now they are less than 90.

"At least the power of a thousand equals!"

An elite disciple of at least Foundation Establishment high rank was bitten off in one bite!

The sound of the falling water waves reverberated hundreds of miles, like a thunderbolt.

Seeing Tuoba Cheng shaking his head, the questioning old man frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Brother Tuoba, if you are ranked in the top five in the Sect, your Nine Profound Sword Sect will be unable to compete with the Spirit Dao Sect."

The surface of the water was stained with blood.

There was a flash of sternness on the face of Master Wanhua, and he looked away.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your help."

Those black fish that jumped out of the water were penetrated by Sword Ray from both eyes.

The dragon boat rolled over, and everyone on the dragon boat fell to the surface of the river.

"boom--"

The elite disciples on the dragon boats looked solemn.

The Sword intent on his body was suppressed, and it seemed that there were surging waves that were about to collapse at any time.

"Whoa-"

After a sword, the river surface was calm, and more than 800 dragon boats traveled backward for thousands of miles, and the wind and waves were calm.

Ninety-nine disciples of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect flew down, and then stood at the foot of Han Muye on the bow of the dragon boat, leading the dragon boat to slowly retrograde.

Around, dozens of black turtles, all five or six feet long, rushed over.

Hearing his words, Li Senhe's eyes flashed, and he flew up, his sword in his hand, and turned into stars.

Push a friend's book, starting from the old author Xianxia, ​​the demon monk Hua Wuque's "Cultivation of Immortals is a Dead Road"

On both sides of the river bank, the practitioners who accompanied and observed all showed fear on their faces.

A puddle of black blood burst out directly, and the three-foot-long black monster tumbled a few times in the water and slowly fell silent.

In the distance, countless people stared at the bow of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

Sword Ray in the disciple's hand cut him head-on.

Top five?

The power of water affinity is full.

"Run away—"

Perceiving the situation in the water, Han Muye showed a dignified expression on his face.

In the face of life and death, this is the only way.

Behind him, the people of his own Sect slowly gathered.

"My Ziling Daomen quits the big competition!" The man rushed out of the figure and shouted, the spiritual light in his hand turned into a snare, and pressed down.

"Shen Yanxia, ​​this is one of the dangerous places on the Jialing River."

A black-armored monster that was longer than a dragon boat rushed out of the water and crashed into the dragon boat at Jiu Xuan Sword Gate.

Such a big monster, Cultivation Base's combat power is no match for Half Step Heaven Realm, which is similar.

"boom--"

One after another silhouettes fell on the dragon boat, and the aura and Sword Ray shone through the sky.

someone exclaimed.

The swordsman and gatekeeper of the sword pavilion, their duty, of course, is to protect Han Muye, the guardian of the sword pavilion.

He looked up at the sky.

"I come."

"boom--"

Li Senhe was ranked 21st in the Inner Sect of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, and there were several true heirs on top of him. His combat power was ranked 40th among the elite disciples of the Sect.

As for whether other Sects are willing to abide by this rule, it depends on whether the rules are beneficial to their own Sects.

But if this is caught off guard, will someone be boarded on the bow?

The entire river surface, the river water seemed to stagnate in an instant, and then crashed back down, colliding together.

"There are Demonic Beasts!"

Blood and aura Sword Ray flashed at the same time.

Moreover, among them, there may be more than this Realm.

The rearrangement of these nine factions is so bloody and tragic!

One after another figure flew off the dragon boat.

This is the true strength of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect!

At this moment, on the sky, a faint halo pressed down.

"Good weight!"

Dragon boat, broken!

"After two hundred breaths, one breath is ten thousand."

Not only these three heavenly realms, the Mu family ancestors, and the two unseen demon races are all heavenly realm Cultivation Bases.

"boom--"

"my leg!"

Without this combat power, don't provoke Jiu Xuan Jianmen.

"After ten breaths in the air, the power of the forbidden formation increases by a hundred."

Tuobacheng remained silent.

Kendo exiled Han Muye, is there a Cultivation Base, can you stop this person?

Damaged more than 10%.

The eyes are the Achilles heel of this black fish!

Around, no one spoke again.

Slashing the Jialing River with a single sword, this method, among the younger generation of Xijiang, can be called the pinnacle!

This was mentioned in Jin Jialin's Jade Slip.

This sword slashed half of the Jialing River!

Spiritual Taoism.

"Bam—"

Golden Core Seventh Stage's Purple Spirit Daoist master Gold Core was shattered, his body shattered, and his soul was directly destroyed.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the water in front of him.

Sword Qi rushed to the sky, tall and straight, middle-aged in a gray robe, Zhang Cheng, the Sect Leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, Tianjian Jianxiu.

Relying on these Demonic Beasts underwater, if they are rioted and killed, most of these elites in the Western Frontier will fall.

"On the Rising Dragon stage, life and death have a destiny."

fight, you will die.

These rules seem extremely unreasonable, but combined with the experience of being suppressed by the Nine Profound Sword Sect for so many years, they all make sense.

"Gold." Han Muye nodded and said.

Li Sen and Chang laughed, Sword Ray in his hands turned into starlight, and fell little by little.

The golden dragon boat is made of unknown material, and it is extremely sturdy.

The sect elites whose dragon boats were shattered fell to the surface one by one, and then attracted countless black fish to bite.

Killing 300 demon clans with one sword is smart, but it's strange that you dare to show your head at this time!

But for the really powerful Sect, there is not much pressure.

Ahead, the young people on the Lingdao Sect dragon boat all looked solemn.

Under the river, there is peace.

This is the golden swordsmanship.

The overturned dragon boat rippled with the water waves a few times, and then a huge black fish collided with its head, and the dragon boat shattered.

He gritted his teeth, stepped out, and fell to the bow of the dragon boat at Jiu Xuan Jian Sect.

The competition for the ranking of the nine factions is to exchange the blood of the elites of the younger generation for the future of Sect.

The young man's figure was about 10 feet in front of the dragon boat, and suddenly a cold expression appeared on his face, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Muye's neck!

"For this competition, a group of the Heijia Monster Race from the East China Sea will accompany them. They are not only the supervisors of the competition, but also part of the difficulty of the competition."

In the voice of Wanhua real person, there is a sense of coldness.

Turn your body into a sword, and the heart of the sword is transparent!

Sword Ray beheaded one person without losing the slightest sternness, and then rammed forward.

The Sect elites on the dragon boat below all showed panic on their faces.

At this time, he changed his name to Gu Long, the fourth of the Nine Profound Sword Sect Inner Sect.

A huge black fish with a length of ten feet jumped out of the water and directly overturned a dragon boat.

Inner Sect twenty-first, Li Sen and.

The nine factions are more dangerous than ever, so this is what happened!

A trail of black Demonic Beasts appeared in the water.

Wearing a black robe, his face was cold and stern, and the one with Devilish Qi rising on his body was the first person in Devil Dao in the Western Xinjiang, Li Mubai.

The figure of this strange fish hadn't rushed to the front of the dragon boat of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, and a dragon boat rushing over from the side could no longer control it and collided with it.

Wanhua Daoist raised his head, with a deep halo in his eyes: "Now, is there a problem?"

With a movement of the red dust spell in his divine treasure, the investigation of this divine sense was resolved.

In the sky, the eyes of those strong men of various sects flashed in the eyes.

But to fight for the first place in the nine factions, everyone present today must fight for their lives.

formation.

"Help--"

The blow of Lu Gao's transformed sword shocked all the Sects, and also quelled the monsters under the river.

"The gatekeeper of the sword pavilion is regarded as the guardian of the sword pavilion, and one of the inheritors of the sword pavilion practice method." Tuobacheng said lightly.

"roll."

The ratio of the rearrangement of the nine factions, after Lu Gao's sword suppression, the bloody battle resumes!

Han Muye's expression was indifferent, his body moved, and he flew up.

"It seems that the rules set by my Spirit Dao Sect are someone who wants to challenge it."

Then, countless waves churned, surrounding the overturned dragon boat.

Master Wanhua turned his gaze from the old man and looked at Tuoba Cheng beside him.

Beside them, Sect Leader Tuobacheng of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Taiyi Sword Sect Sect Leader and Yu Daoist, Yuntai Dao Sect Sect Leader Lu Fengyou and many other strong men were all there.

Only ninety-nine people can ride the dragon boat at Jiu Xuan Jianmen.

Xiuxian, it is really a dead end!

"As a sword cultivator, draw your sword when you meet the enemy."

With one blow, the Gold Core powerhouse fell.

East Sea Monster Clan.

Han Muye looked up at the sky.

Han Muye could feel a trace of probe slamming into him along the mind.

Others below 30 feet, condensed monster core, or condensed the monster blood magic power of their own monsters, everywhere.

Han Muye let out a low voice and landed on the dragon boat that was more than ten feet long.

Tuoba Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head.

The True Inheritance of the Golden Meridian Elite, Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base, the pinnacle of territorial access, cultivate the Golden Meridian swordsmanship, and condense it into Sword intent.

At this moment, everyone was waiting to see the response of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

"Many thanks to Jiuxuan Jianmen Han Banxian for helping." A young man wearing a green robe showed gratitude, his figure was still ten feet above the water, cupped hands towards the Jiuxuan Jianmen people.

"There are Demonic Beasts under the river!"

This has just set off, traced back to the source for 100,000 miles, and only traveled less than 10 miles!

"Good swordsmanship!" Someone whispered among the practitioners who were observing and practicing on the distant shore.

Although they were drinking together a few days ago and asked him for advice on cultivation, but at this time, they were facing life and death.

Sword Ray, Emmanuel, burst!

"how--"

Thousands of miles later, the river surface narrowed, rocks and reefs were densely covered, and vortex undercurrents were everywhere.

On the dragon boat of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, Du Feng, who was wearing a white robe and sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, frowned.

No need to think about it, the waves churning around the practitioner have already explained everything.

The dragon boats moved slowly and began to swim upstream.

"Om-"

top ten?

The river surface shook, the dragon boat rippling, but not a single black fish jumped out of the water.

"I am invincible!"

"Seven sons of Lingdao of Lingdao Sect, everyone's Cultivation Base's combat power surpasses him."

By this time, neither Li Xixi nor Deng Chungang had returned.

He is the author of "Huang Ting Dao Master" and "Starting from Dao Fruit".

Figures flew up one after another, hovered in mid-air, and then rushed to the side.

"Brother Tuoba, this is..."

"Thorn-"

In addition to the red-stained water on the river, only a dragon boat was left upside down and vibrated gently on the river.

The others shouted in panic, and Sword Ray shone all over their bodies.

The two dragon boats that hit the reef were broken into pieces.

He doesn't blame each other.

"Wow—"

This Sect is going to go up on a dragon boat than Dou. Now that the dragon boat is broken, what should I do?

Rules are no rules.

The huge black armored monster opened its mouth wide and swallowed three figures in one bite.

The Lingdao Sect has attracted so many powerful Demonic Beasts from the East China Sea, are they really just referees for Dabi?

"Sure enough, it is a kendo exiled from the Western Xinjiang. This kind of kendo perception is really extraordinary." The person who spoke was wearing a green robe, with a long sword on his back, and his eyebrows were long and narrow.

Those Sect elites who were hanging in the air, who were about to fall back to the dragon boat, were blank.

The moment he fell, Lin Shen and Lu Gao were already one after the other, standing beside Han Mu, protecting him.

Capture the king!

Since your own dragon boat is damaged, grab a dragon boat!

"Come on a dragon boat, trace the source for a hundred thousand miles, and you can shoot at will."

Beneath the river, thousands of Demonic Beasts accompany them.

Gu Yuanlong turned into a streamer, chased Han Muye, and landed on his side.

On the dragon boat, a young man in a white robe stood up.

As a sect that suppressed the Western Frontier, not only did he improve his own strength, he also needed to suppress the younger generation of other Sects.

"Han Banxian, help—"

At this moment, in the waters of thousands of miles up and down the Jialing River, there is no secret in front of him.

"Wow—"

Sword Ray flashed, hit the black monster's forehead, and then shattered. The head of this black fish is so hard that even the sword edge of a strong person with a strong connection to the environment cannot break open.

Without waiting for Gu Yuanlong to draw his sword, Lu Gao, who was standing behind Han Muye, stepped forward, transformed into a long sword, and cut straight out.

"boom--"

His eyes turned dark blue.

Beside Han Muye, Gu Yuanlong raised his hand, lightly pressed it on the hilt of the sword, then turned to look at Han Muye.

"Roar--"

The young man who had called out for help before was pale and trembling, as if he had a heavy weight on his shoulders.

With a sword cut out, the young man who reached out his hand couldn't even react to resist, and his body collapsed!

Dozens of dragon boats were overturned by the water waves, and the elite disciples on them fled in panic.

The voice of the real Wanhua sounded.

It's hard.

In the sky, those strong men of various sects were silent.

In the sky, a figure rushed down.

Gently retracting his palm, Wanhua Daoist's expression was indifferent: "During the entire Sect competition, you are not allowed to withdraw, and you are not allowed to come to the rescue."

Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the river.

Li Senhe flew back to the dragon boat, and there were several black fish corpses floating on the water in front of him.

Tuobacheng's expression did not change in the slightest, and he only fixed his eyes on the dragon boat below.

But the dragon boats collided, swayed separately, and overturned on the Jialing River.

The power of a sword is so terrifying.

As long as he takes down Han Muye and quells all the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, he will have a chance to survive!

The hundred-zhang long sword hung high, until all the Sect elites who capsized returned to the dragon boat, and the great sword just returned to the dragon boat of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect and landed behind Han Muye.

In his divine treasure, a drop of water exploded instantly.

The Sect disciple who fell into the water flew up and fled in panic.