Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Han Muye's words changed Lu Gao's expression.

The Cao family is an aristocratic family of craftsmen under the rule of Jiuxuan Jianmen. It is not far from Jiuxuan Mountain. How could something happen?

"That sword was not made by Cao E."

Han Muye strode forward, sword light aura surging from his body.

Lu Gao, who was following behind him, took a step of three feet without falling.

"That sword was made by Cao Ang, the grandson of the Cao family."

Cao Ang?

Lu Gao was stunned and said, "He, wasn't he kidnapped?"

When the Cao family was attacked, the head of the Cao family was beheaded, and the grandson of the Cao family was taken away.

This incident made Jiuxuan Mountain very annoyed and sent out many rescue missions.

But Cao Ang has no news.

At this time, Han Muye said that the sword was made by Cao Ang.

Is he back?

"That sword was actually refined well, and some blood refining techniques were mixed in it, which improved the quality of the sword a lot."

"The method of blood refining is commonly used by monsters."

Han Muye spoke lightly.

Demon clan?

Where did Cao Ang learn the Yaozu weapon refining method?

Besides, how could he learn the Yaozu weapon refining method? Wasn't he kidnapped?

Lu Gao felt that he should not think so much.

Senior Brother Han is unparalleled in understanding, and Huang Laoliu is getting more and more unique.

Coach Lin didn't talk much, and he was ruthless.

Yang Mingxuan learns things like crazy.

Jiang Ming is a genius among geniuses.

In Jiange, he was probably smarter than Gao Xiaoxuan for a while.

When that kid grows up, I am afraid that he will become the most stupid person in the entire sword pavilion.

In the past, as a handyman, Lu Gao felt that his thoughts were very clear.

But now in Jiange, what he saw and heard was nothing he could understand.

I understand, but I don't seem to understand.

"Brother Lu, you will enter the mine later, and you will say that Jiu Xuan Jianmen will come to fetch spiritual materials, and you will need ten parts of Xuan Jade Steel."

"If anyone dares to stop them, kill them."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Lu Gao grinned: "Understood."

now it's right.

Is there something clear to say, but not clear?

The two flew for more than half an hour. There was a long mining farm in the mountain range ahead, with various wooden frames, chains, and many mining people.

The exposed rocks have a blue aura.

Han Muye's body moved and turned into a breeze, hiding among the rocks, making it invisible.

This is a combination of Taoism and swordsmanship. Small skills can only fool the eyes of low-level practitioners.

Those who have cultivated to the Foundation Establishment stage, the power of the soul is stable, and only one spiritual sense can detect it.

Lu Gao strode forward and came to the wooden fence of the mine.

"who!"

"Cao's mine, don't get close."

Several loud shouts sounded.

Those people were slightly taken aback when they saw Lu Gao's appearance.

Some people recognized his Jiuxuan Mountain disciple's robe, and some people stared at him with black veil covering his eyes.

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen's Item Refining Hall came to get ten copies of Xuan Jade Steel, and it has been reported to the Cao family."

Lu Gao spoke loudly.

His voice was loud, neither humble nor arrogant, and immediately stunned the practitioner who was guarding the door.

"Want Xuanyu Steel?"

"I'm going to report..."

As soon as the speaker said this, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "No! Someone is coming from Jiuxuan Mountain!"

Aura flashed in the hands of several practitioners behind him, and the sword light and magic smashed towards Lu Gao.

With his eyes covered in black veil, Lu Gao grinned.

Hands are more enjoyable than brains and mouths.

"drink--"

He slammed straight out, reached out his hand, and grabbed the long sword that was stabbing at him.

"when--"

The long sword broke.

"boom--"

Lu Gao rammed into the cultivators in front, knocking them flying.

These people have blood from their noses, and their eyes are scattered, and they will not die, but they are also seriously injured.

"I still can't control my strength..."

Lu Gao shook his head, clenched his fist, and threw the broken sword away.

After cultivating the Art of Soldier Sword, his body is like a long sword.

His body was fused with a long sword of a spiritual weapon, and all the swords of the lower level of the spiritual weapon were completely unable to harm him in the slightest.

There was a lot of movement at the door, and guards with weapons rushed towards Lu Gao everywhere.

"Is your Cao family going to rebel?"

"Do you even want to disobey the orders of my Nine Profound Sword Sect?"

While shouting, Lu Gao shot and smashed the people who were charging at him.

Han Muye stood on a cyan boulder that had been mined, and looked at the guards who shot at Lu Gao, his eyes narrowed.

These people are not from the Cao family at all.

Broken Huajian Sect.

Seeing the swordsmanship, Han Muye had already recognized the identities of these people.

When they met on Jiuxuan Mountain, the Duanhua Sword Sect was the one that was suppressed.

Later, Sanshizhai released the task of destroying demons. Although those sects who betrayed Jiuxuan Jianmen were also pulled to participate, they did not do anything.

If it weren't for the fact that the Nine Profound Sword Sect couldn't be drawn out, it would have been cleaned up a long time ago.

Fortunately, the Nine Profound Swordsmen are now in full swing, and they will not betray if they are not fools.

Glancing around, Han Muye turned around and quietly went to the mine that was several meters high.

There are no masters outside, and Lu Gao's strength is easy enough to deal with.

He was erratic, and a few flashes had already reached the outside of the mine.

The mine was deep, and a dark breath came out.

Han Muye flew like fallen leaves and quietly stepped into the mine.

The mine is wide and flat, and the surrounding stone walls are illuminated by oil lamps and jade that inspires aura.

In such a space, Han Muye couldn't hide his figure any more.

"who!"

With a loud shout, a figure in a black robe stood in front of him.

This man was wearing a black robe, tall, with a hood covering his head and face.

"Monster?"

Han Muye stood there, looked at the figure, and spoke softly.

After Han Muye revealed his identity, the figure took off his hood, revealing his mane.

Wolf head.

Black wolf clan.

"It looks like it's from Jiuxuan Mountain."

"It's coming so fast."

The wolf-headed man grinned and grinned, his face full of cruelty.

"It's a pity that a little guy like you shouldn't be sent to die."

Han Muye in front of him did not radiate tyrannical power, nor did he have the aura of a master that people couldn't look directly at.

Obviously, Jiuxuanshan noticed the strangeness of the Cao family, but did not take it too seriously.

"what happened?"

A voice came from the depths of the mine, thick and old.

"It's okay, a little reptile."

The black wolf demon clan laughed, the blue-black halo on their hands turned into sharp long blades, stepped out one step, and pulled down towards Han Muye.

If this blow is solid, Han Muye will be torn into several pieces.

This black wolf demon cultivation base is about the fifth level of condensing Qi, which is better than the racial characteristics, and its strength and speed are stronger than that of the human race of the same level.

His long blade is also sharp, and ordinary swords can't stop it.

In such a narrow space, if it is a magic technique, I am afraid that even a magic technique will be torn apart before it can be used.

Fortunately, Han Muye didn't practice magic, he practiced swordsmanship.

"Kuraga-"

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

Qing Ming sword.

The Qingming long sword with the blue light stirred gently, and all the long blades of the black wolf shattered.

The Qingming Sword, which has been nurtured to the point of becoming a spiritual weapon, is too simple to smash these long blades.

Then, Han Muye stepped out, and the long sword swept across the black wolf demon's wide eyes, rubbing his neck, bringing out a puddle of blood.

That's all.

Unlike the first murder, the sword light swept across at this time, and Han Muye's heart was not disturbed.

Is it because he has adapted to the status of a cultivator, or is it because the other party is a monster?

Have it.

Blood beads dripped from the sword's edge, and the black wolf demon struggled twice and fell to the ground.

"Who--"

From the depths of the cave came a high drink.

was discovered.

Foundation building.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he held a long sword and walked forward step by step.

"kill!"

Two figures rushed towards him, and the swordsmanship in their hands was the swordsmanship of the Duanhua Sword Sect.

"A person from the Broken Huajian faction?"

Han Muye said lightly and raised the long sword in his hand.

"Recognize us, don't keep your mouth shut!" The man opposite shouted, and the sword light turned into a halo.

"Since you have betrayed the Nine Profound Sword Sect, then you should die." Han Muye whispered, the sword in his hand drew a poignant arc, drawing two blood lights.

There are flaws in the swordsmanship of the Duanhua Sword Sect.

Han Muye had already seen it at the sect gathering.

The footsteps did not stop, and one after another blocking figure appeared.

Duanhua Sword Sect, demon clan.

Han Muye's sword had no extra movement.

Thorn, or gently sweep out.

Killing people doesn't require much action.

In this small mine, those flickering streamers, every time they bloom, are like stamens from the abyss of death.

flirtatious.

Chill.

This was not the first time that Han Muye had murdered.

But it was the first time he had clearly killed someone with a sword.

The blade of the sword cut through the skin, pierced into the throat and chest, and brought out the touch of blood, which made his soul constantly intertwined and surging.

At this moment, the divine soul sword energy in his divine treasure quickly condensed.

Sword Qi, it should have been condensed with killing intent!

There is a problem with the previous idea!

No matter how much sword energy, it should be used to kill, not to accumulate and slowly condense.

He could see through Lu Shi and Li San's problems, but he didn't care about his own problems.

A sword that has never killed anyone, where does the sword intent come from?

In Han Muye's dantian, the originally loose sword energy spun rapidly, condensing into a faint sword shadow.

Sword Intent!

Although there are no 128,000, this is the sword intent he cultivated.

Half-step sword intent!

With this sword intent condensed, Han Muye only felt that everything in front of him had changed.

The speed of the original sword seems to be crawling.

The sword light that I thought was very mysterious turned out to be just a trick like a child wielding a sword.

No wonder Huang Laoliu once said that his swordsmanship is not good.

This kind of swordsmanship is too bad.

"Thorn-"

A sword stabbed out, the sword wind whistled, and the three figures in front of them stopped and fell to the ground slowly.

The third level of condensing qi, the fifth level of condensing qi, and the sixth level of condensing qi.

Just a sword.

"Who are you?"

Ahead, a voice came from the depths of the mine.

This is a wide stone room surrounded by rubble.

Dozens of monsters of all shapes and sizes are desperately digging, as if searching for something.

"Squeak-"

A half-foot-long giant rat neighed ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and came out holding a blue stone that was one foot in diameter.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the stone.

"The steel mother of Xuan Yugang?"

"Are you going to mine this mine directly?"

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the thin figure standing in front of the stone wall.

"Cao Ang, is this how you repay your family?"

Cao Ang.

The figure in the black robe was the grandson of the Cao family, Cao Ang.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Cao Ang lifted his hood, revealing a face full of scars.

"Senior Brother Han of Jiange?"

"It was you who didn't come."

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