Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Roar--"

"Crazy Spirit Strike? You, how can you know my heritage marksmanship..." The young man's eyes widened, but before he could react, the long spear in Han Muye's hand had turned into a spirit snake, locking its shape.

"boom--"

"Offend me, leave." Han Muye turned around and left, leading the two figures.

Top grade Magic Treasures.

Jinxuan Daomen dare to violate morality and pretend to be true?

The difference between the body of the beast and the bloodline of the beast is millions of times different in strength!

As the Daoist fell, the surrounding beams of light rushed towards Han Muye and turned into a spiritual formation.

"Fellow daoist, I, Jin Xuan Daoist, don't seem to have any grudge against you, right?" Nagaha Daoist looked at Han Muye and said lightly. Behind him, the people from the Jinxuan Daomen were full of anger in their eyes.

"boom--"

"Kill you, draw blood, and the deity will get a divine beast."

The spear in Han Muye's hand was turned upside down, and the spear's tip was like a snake. A forward probe directly swept the spear into the youth's hand.

But the Expanding Aperture primordial spirit is in front of him, and that is the lamb to be slaughtered.

When they saw Han Muye, their eyes fell on the two figures he was holding, and their expressions changed.

Han Muye nodded, "Okay."

Daoist shook his head and whispered softly: "Is my most outstanding junior, I was really wrong..."

It is also decisive, and the body is not needed directly, and the primordial spirit escapes.

It was only after arriving at the gate of Jinxuan Daomen, which was thousands of miles away.

This is not good for practitioners who practice the spiritual path. Once they are approached, ten percent of their combat power will not be able to exert thirty percent.

After the three swords, Daoist's soul was thin, like a thin piece of paper.

Blow up!

The White Tiger method, Han Muye had previously studied on Jiuxuan Mountain.

The ferocity of the docked-tailed White Tiger was stimulated, and his body slammed forward, biting when he opened his mouth.

The ridiculousness was revealed, and it froze directly on his face.

Nagaha Daoist held a large golden seal in his hand, and a dignified expression flashed on his face.

The sword of Yuanshen shook, and a Sword Ray flashed, smashing the old Daoist with white beard and white hair.

It's a pity that Han Muye doesn't eat this set.

This is much simpler.

As Nagaha Daoist said, he has no grudges with Jinxuan Daomen, he just saves people and takes a blow, how much trouble?

"Take a blow from me, don't die, take the person you want."

Magic Treasures.

Without the power of divine transformation, it is impossible to see that he is the body of a divine beast.

Nagaha Daoist shook his head, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Jianxiu, Han Muye, you wait..." Nagaha Daoist gritted his teeth.

"Master Han, they are not Sun Zhan and Lu Yunyi!" Du Mingtao exclaimed.

If it's a real battle, maybe Han Muye will have to work harder.

The snare went under the hood of Han Muye.

With a radius of a hundred feet, the void shatters!

Han Muye let out a long laugh, raised the sword in his hand, and swung Baizhang Sword Ray, tearing the spiritual formation in front of him with one sword.

Standing at the forefront is the sect master of Jinxuan Dao, Nagaha Daoist.

An Expanding Aperture overhauled, fell.

"Crack-"

Chang Yu Daoist's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth: "Close the mountain gate, raise the mountain protection formation, and gather all the disciples to return."

With the snares in the head, Han Muye moved and slammed into it.

Han Muye frowned.

The golden snare, each strand of rope is entangled with power, even the Magic Treasures long sword cannot be directly cut off.

The process of refining the spear, the master of the spear practicing marksmanship, and the master of the spear is in Jinxuan Daomen.

White Tiger slammed his head into Ba Xia's back armor, his body trembled, and then dissipated.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to carry the youth and flew forward.

A sword broke the White Tiger's tail, and Daoist's face sank in front of him.

With fists, welcome the golden seal!

He returned his long sword to its sheath, and pressed his feet down gently.

He looked up at Chang Feather Daoist, who was trembling and pale.

Like the force of a landslide pressing down, the turbulent wind caused the void to vibrate.

The Daoist who fell down showed fear on his face, several golden talismans flew from his body, and there were various spiritual lights, and then the spiritual light flashed, and the primordial spirit fled.

Nagaha Daoist nodded, a golden halo shone on his body.

Magic Treasures, the envoy of the soul, Han Muye gladly took the spear.

The fist meets the seal.

"Om-"

"In the end, it's Jian Xiu, go straight."

This treasure is not only the treasure of Jinxuan Daozong's sect, but also authorized by Jinming Daozong to print the certificate of control of the party.

Han Muye swayed two auras, wrapped the figure, and then released the young man from Jinxuan Daomen who was caught by him, and took away the Magic Treasures spear.

Han Muye shook his head, the sword raised in his hand.

The Black Tortoise phantom stood on top of the golden seal and slammed into Han Muye's head.

No wonder, this guy is clearly taking the house.

The waist stopped, Horse Stance tied.

The golden Ember Heaven Seal shattered directly and turned into countless fragments!

"senior, I won."

Han Muye shook his head.

When the voice fell, his Primordial Spirit couldn't hold on any longer, and there was a soft sound, as if the bubble burst and turned into nothingness.

Before everyone could figure it out, they saw the big golden seal vibrating, and the phantom body of Black Tortoise on it continued to expand and vibrate, and Black Tortoise's face showed pain.

Nagaha Daoist was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, and the disciple behind him threw the two figures to Han Muye.

In the memory of the long spear in hand, Han Muye has seen Nagaha Daoist practice the technique, which is really amazing.

The net that was comparable to the first class Magic Treasures was smashed by Han Muye.

A white tiger tail fell off.

Han Muye slammed down on him with undiminished strength.

This is a symbol of authority.

This is Ember Heaven Seal!

Looking at Han Muye standing in front, Nagaha Daoist showed a smile on his face.

After all, he was born in Rogue Cultivators, how could he know the tyranny of guarding the treasure?

The previous bashing was fake, but the long tail whipping was real.

Reaching out and grabbing the dropped spear, Sword Qi unceremoniously poured into the body of the spear.

Han Muye flew away with two figures, and in front, Master Tu Sun, Du Mingtao and others greeted him.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Daoist turned around, looked at Han Muye, and then set his eyes on the abandoned flesh.

A sword spanned a hundred miles, and when Sword Ray dissipated, he was already standing a hundred miles away.

The Daoist in front of him also regards his own power as the bloodline of the divine beast.

The people of Jinxuan Daomen did not let go.

Here to save people, the purpose has been achieved, there is no need to stay for a long time.

Even the great cultivator of God Transformation Second Stage can't stop this golden seal.

Han Muye glanced at the broken golden seals, and slipped a piece into the palm of his hand.

Han Muye smiled softly, grabbed the spear, and moved ten miles away.

A treasure that can suppress thousands of miles and carry a lot of luck, was shattered by a punch!

Daoist was at a loss for a while, and was smashed by Han Muye's aura, and his fist hit the bridge of his nose.

The young man in the light cyan chain armor showed panic, raised his hand with a dark golden spear, and greeted Han Muye.

Black Tortoise's body shatters.

Being caught in this trap, I am afraid that the Expanding Aperture cultivator will also be tied.

Han Muye raised his head, his blood condensed.

Anyway, it's not the spirituality that you warmed up, so what's the use of keeping it?

This is Jinxuan Daomen's most precious treasure, Jhin Tianyin, right?

"Thorn-"

Sect Leader direct succession?

Hearing Han Muye's answer, Nagaha Daoist let out a low voice and threw the golden seal in his hand.

The spear, which had originally been struggling like a snake, was directly shaken, and the divine light burst, and the spirituality dissipated.

Contrary to what everyone thought, Han Muye's body was not shattered by a single blow, but stood in place with his arms raised and his fists pressed against the seal.

this strike, absolutely strong.

Outside the gate of Jinxuan Daomen, everyone looked carefully at their sect master.

Han Muye snorted softly, and the phantom figure appeared behind him.

Jinxuan Daomen has investigated everything clearly. He knew that Han Muye was here to save people, but now he said that he had no hatred, and put himself on the innocent side to seize morality.

From the memory of the spear, Han Muye had seen how the golden seal turned into a thousand feet and shattered the Qianli Mountains with one blow.

Let those who watch the fun see how strong the treasure of Jinxuan Daomen is!

Standing still, Han Muye stretched out his hand and pulled out the Qingming Sword from the sword box behind him, and slashed horizontally to the left.

His right fist was clenched, and the power of the divine beast gathered.

Jinxuan Daomen did have some ability to let this Daoist take over the first battle.

blocked?

Everyone seemed to see the broken body of the person in front of them.

Appeared again, already beside Daoist.

But before the spear could be retracted, Han Muye stabbed again with a sword, chasing after the spear.

Sword Qi entered the gun, and various pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The opposite Daoist exclaimed.

Yep.

When the two figures were lifted, their spiritual light turned into golden light and shadow, swallowing Han Muye.

"boom--"

In the void, only a faint divine light and Spiritual Qi remain.

Nagaha Daoist is the Expanding Aperture Eighth Stage cultivator, with a Taoist method that reaches the sky.

There was a cry of pain in the distance.

The golden seal immediately descended, causing aura to shine.

"Changyu senior, it doesn't matter whether there is any grudge or not." Han Muye raised the sword in his hand and said softly, "You should know why I am here."

Seeing his Yuanshen Expanding Aperture, Han Muye smiled.

Sword Ray was blocked by a long spear.

With the blessing of the power of Heavenly Dao, the power of this golden seal is so great that even the great cultivator dare not take it hard.

His Primordial Spirit turned out to be an old Daoist with white beard and white hair.

"boom--"

It is like the golden seal of Confucianism and Taoism in Tianxuan Zhongzhou.

The spirituality of a nice Magic Treasures is shattered.

The treasure of Zhenzong was smashed, the power of heaven and earth backlashed, and the coveted forces would not miss the opportunity. Only by guarding the mountain gate, staying behind closed doors, and giving up all interests, can the inheritance be preserved.

"when--"

Zhenzong's treasure, broken!

"It was originally just a few mice. It would be fine for my Jinxuan Daomen to let go, but you can't let the deity be able to challenge you with such a big fanfare."

Sanzhang White Tiger roared, with a wind scroll, and instantly appeared behind Han Muye, then raised his front paws and slapped it hard.

"Hey, you really said it, even if I take you away, I won't live for a hundred years."

Half of the head is crooked.

Aren't many people dissatisfied with their Sect recently?

no?

"The power of the blood of the beast!"

The sword edge slammed forward, smashing the aura and soul wrapped around the spear.

"Om-"

Except for the roar, for a while, there was no sound in a radius of ten thousand miles.

And this top-grade Magic Treasures contains a hint of the power of the Dao.

At this moment, in front of him was a group of people from the Golden Profound Dao Sect wearing Azure Taoist robes.

After this strike, there will be fewer flies and mice.

The power of the entire Jinxuan Daomen converged and turned into a Black Tortoise phantom. .

The sound of the tremor caused the surrounding Jinxuan Daoist disciples to retreat unconsciously.

The people of Jinxuan Daomen looked at Han Muye who waved his fists like a fool.

"The blood of the beast, good, good." Daoist gritted his teeth, and the aura in his hand turned into a snare.

Behind him, two Jinxuan Daoist disciples stepped forward with two unconscious bodies in their hands.

No one in the world can catch Jhin Tianyin with their fists.

The long sword in Han Muye's hand shook, and Sword Qi shone.

"Bam—"

Daoist smiled when he saw Han Muye slammed into the snare.

No phantoms appeared, some just raised their hands and struck, roaring like thunder.