Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"It's him!"

Not far away, someone whispered.

"Sect Master, this person once commented on the swordsmanship of the disciples of various sects at the gathering of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, and his vision is extremely unique."

The speaker was a one-eyed dragon with hatred on his face.

"I was injured in one eye at the time. He said that the offense and defense of the swordsmanship of the Huajian Sect were unbalanced, and this injury should have occurred."

His voice fell, and an old man in a purple robe walked out of the darkness.

This person is tall and has an extraordinary bearing, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes are like stars twinkling.

"Senior Zuo Yao, the sect master of the Duanhua Sword Sect?"

Han Muye turned his head with a smile on his face.

"I can't believe that the head of a sect has been reduced to the level of doing miscellaneous things for the demon clan."

Han Muye's words turned the face of the old man on the opposite side into a stern expression.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the fact that your Nine Profound Sword Sect exploited too much, and almost killed me and other small sects, why would this old man have **** with the demon clan?"

Zuo Yao snorted coldly and stepped forward, sword energy surging on his body.

"Stop talking nonsense, get rid of this guy quickly." Not far away, a rough voice sounded.

A body nearly ten feet tall walked out.

"Tauren?"

Han Muye looked at this tall and strong body and said with a light smile.

This sturdy man with two horns, whose blood is unknown, is the bloodline of the cattle family?

Can you get some clues from this guy to help you in your iron bull practice?

"Seniors, if this person can come here, Jiu Xuan Jian Sect has definitely taken action. Let's leave quickly." Cao Ang said in a deep voice with an ugly expression.

His words made Zuo Yao, the sect master of the Duanhua Sword Sect, change his face, his eyes fixed, and then he raised his hand and waved.

Several figures who had long been impatient rushed towards Han Muye.

The sword light was faintly bright, and in this stone room, there was a slight whistle.

The peak of condensation.

The shots were all at the peak of Qi Condensation, and they were the elites of the Duanhua Sword Sect.

The cultivation base is profound, and the swordsmanship is extraordinary.

Several people made a ruthless attack, and Jianguang blocked Han Muye's retreat.

Cao Ang's eyes were shining brightly, and he was definitely looking at Han Muye.

He always remembered the way he was humiliated by Han Muye and Huang Laoliu in front of the sword pavilion.

If he hadn't hated the Nine Profound Sword Sect in his heart, how could he choose to give in and betray the family?

Zuo Yao's aura was solid and he stood there, staring at Han Muye's hand holding the sword.

He wanted to see what kind of means the Nine Profound Sword Sect master who came alone had.

Jiu Xuan Sword Sect is ranked among the four major sword factions. Is it because of the many masters, or because of the inheritance in the real sect, and the disciples behind them are all extremely strong!

He was not disappointed.

Han Muye raised his sword-holding hand.

Just looking at Han Muye's start, Zuo Yao's eyes widened.

"Muyang swordsmanship?"

"Duanhua Sword Sect's swordsmanship?"

Raising his hand and rushing forward, this indomitable sword move, isn't it Muyang swordsmanship, which is the Zhen school swordsmanship of the Duanhua Sword Sect?

How could this person do this?

Not only was the sect master of the Swordsman Duanhua Sect absent-minded, but the elite disciples of the Swordsman Duanhua Sect who besieged Han Muye were also stunned.

How could it be this sect's swordsmanship?

Han Muye's sword did not stop.

"The lethality of Muyang's swordsmanship is sufficient, but when the inheritance of the Huajian Sect was broken, it was too much to chase after one battle to determine the world."

"This move is going to set the sun, it should be seven points of the sword, and three points are left for the sunset."

"Thorn-"

The sword came out and struck the sword light in front of him. The opponent's long sword trembled. Han Muye's sword light had already withdrawn, and it rubbed the edge of the other sword in an arc, passing by!

At that moment, the sword light drew out a moment of youth!

"The last splendor of the setting sun!"

Han Muye whispered, the sword light brought out a puddle of blood!

With one sword, the same sect at the peak of Qi Condensation fell directly.

The other people trembled all over, and the sword strength in their hands suddenly reduced a bit.

Because they didn't know if Han Muye's next sword would be aimed at him.

With a single strike, Han Muye had already stunned these elites of the Sword Sect.

But he came here today, not to be deterred.

He is here to kill!

"Sect Master Zuo Yao, look at my sword again."

Jianguang, rise again!

"Flick away!"

Zuo Yao roared wildly, and the sword energy on his body turned into a long dragon and rushed towards the battle circle.

Those disciples couldn't stop Han Muye's sword!

Zuo Yao already understood this fact since Han Muye handed out the first sword.

The Mu Yang swordsmanship that Han Muye used was even more skilled than his own!

This kind of swordsmanship has come to the point of returning to the basics, and every gesture is the point of swordsmanship.

Not to mention those disciples of the Broken Hua Sword Sect, even himself, can only be suppressed by virtue of his cultivation far exceeding the opponent.

Seeing Zuo Yao rushing in, Han Muye chuckled lightly, with the sword in his hand, three points faster!

"Thorn-"

Three figures fell, and the others retreated in panic, their faces full of fear!

Killing three peaks of Qi Condensation with one sword, what kind of kendo powerhouse is this!

"court death!"

Zuo Yao shouted, his face flushed red.

Han Muye murdered Wuji in front of him, which made him extremely angry.

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and Sen Ran's sword energy instantly pierced, and the three-zhang sword light slashed down from the top of Han Muye's head.

Simple and crude.

Press people with boundaries.

As expected of a sect master, he was ruthless and could see Han Muye's weakness at a glance.

With his half-step swordsmanship, coupled with the spirit weapon long sword in his hand, he could kill Han Muye with just one strike!

Before the sword arrived, the light of the sword pressed horizontally, and the pressure rushing towards him made Han Muye seem to be suppressed and suffocated.

Seeing this approaching sword light, Han Muye calmed down.

There are many flaws in this sword.

There are so many flaws that even a novice swordsman can find them.

But under this sword, if there is no cultivation level above the fifth level of Qi Condensation, I am afraid that even the courage to lift the sword to resist will not be born.

This is the crushing of cultivation.

Back then, Han Muye used two sword intents to slash the ground, and he really took the powerhouses seriously.

Looking at it now, if I hadn't lost my Sword Intent at the beginning, if I had directly fought with the realm, I'm afraid I wouldn't know how to die.

Han Muye was fortunate that what he encountered today was only the Sect Master of the Duanhua Sword Sect, not a major cultivator.

He decided to fight against the strong in the future, and he would never give the opponent a chance to show his momentum.

Otherwise, it is really unpredictable.

The sword light arrived, and Han Muye raised the Qingming Sword in his hand.

The blade of the sword vibrated and turned into a withered yellow leaf.

a leaf.

The leaf turned into three pieces in front of Zuo Yao.

Then, Zuo Yao widened his eyes and quickly stepped back.

But it was all too late.

The three leaves exploded and turned into countless leaves, chasing Zuo Yao's body and surrounding him.

When Zuo Yao fell three feet away, the scattered leaves had slowly drifted around.

Every leaf, with a tinge of blood, gathered together and turned into a blood-colored dark butterfly!

Zuo Yao's face was pale, he pointed his finger at Han Muye, he said "coo" a few times, and finally his legs softened and he fell to his knees.

Breathless!

At the pinnacle of foundation building, half a step, one sword kill!

It wasn't until Zuo Yao fell to the ground that the blood-colored butterfly slowly turned into a blur, turned into pure sword energy, and returned to the Qingming Sword in Han Muye's hands.

With one sword, cut the peak of foundation building!

In the stone room, there was silence.

The disciples of the Duanhua Sword Sect who had attacked Han Muye before were all trembling.

If it weren't for the fact that the suzerain hadn't saved his own life, the one lying on the ground now would be himself...

Standing in front of the stone wall, Cao Ang looked pale, and moved his footsteps quietly.

Holding the sword in his hand, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

With this sword, he did not use the sword intent in the sea of ​​qi, but only stimulated the sword qi in his dantian.

Although these sword qi are worn out a little, they can all be recovered and rebuilt.

That is to say, this time, Han Muye used his own strength to kill the peak of foundation building with one sword.

The long sword was raised, Han Muye's face was calm, and he turned his head gently.

In the stone room, all those who were swept by his eyes were pale, and their footsteps retreated.

Such combat power, who is not afraid!

The long sword in Han Muye's hand pointed at the tauren.

The people from the Duanhua Sword Sect on the side retreated to the outside of the mine one by one.

My Sect Master didn't take a sword, who would dare to step forward?

court death.

Han Muye didn't care about the others, just pointed his long sword at the tauren and said with a chuckle, "Let me see what you are capable of."

The tauren looked solemn, and with a long shout, the azure light on his body turned into a turquoise bull that was three feet tall.

The long horns on the top of the giant bull's head had reached the top of the stone chamber, and with a light sweep, countless rubble fell and smashed on top of Han Muye's head.

Han Muye froze, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light with a green light of thirty feet, smashing all the rubble.

Knowing that the gravel couldn't help Han Muye, the ox had already stepped out when Han Muye drew his sword, and its huge body slammed into Han Muye.

If such a body is hit hard, even the metal and iron will be torn apart.

However, Han Muye would not give him a chance to hit himself.

The body turns into a breeze, and the sword light is like a cloud.

The cyan bull shadow came out, and only one loneliness came out.

After waiting for the huge cow to turn around, he saw Han Muye holding a long sword with a smile on his face.

The giant bull roared, stepped out, the cave trembled, and then slammed into it again.

After a few back and forth, Han Muye was unscathed.

The demon clan has the advantage of the demon clan.

If this green bull giant is fighting in the field, the line of defense of the human race practitioners may be smashed away with a single collision.

But at this time, fighting alone and in a small space, the strength advantage of this giant bull cannot be exerted at all.

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

This ox has no strength in its body, and the control of speed and imposing coercion is extremely poor.

Fortunately, I didn't choose the line of Gu Niu when I was condensing the body exercises.

The bloodlines of the demon race in the ancient times, even if they were of the same race, had a huge gap in combat power.

It seems that in the future, it is better to study some secrets of the ancient bloodlines of the demon clan.

No longer waiting, the sword in Han Muye's hand pierced the neck of the green ox with a curved moon.

When he turned to look at Cao Ang, whose body was leaning against the stone wall, the Qingniu body dissipated behind him, and the tauren clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Cao Ang's eyes showed fear.

In a half-step situation, the sect master of the Duanhua Sword Sect, who was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, could not stop Senior Brother Han's sword in front of him.

That bull demon with boundless strength and an incomparably powerful body couldn't stop a sword.

"You shouldn't betray Jiuxuan Jianmen, you shouldn't betray the Cao family."

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand.

Cao Ang leaned his back against the stone wall, with anger and madness in his eyes.

"Don't betray?"

"Who the **** wants to betray?"

"But do I have a choice?"

"Don't betray, they will kill me."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

"boom-"

The stone wall behind Cao Ang exploded, and a torrent of spiritual light rushed out, hitting Han Muye who was standing a few feet away, engulfing him in an instant!

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