Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The purpose of these people coming to Qingmang Mountain is to surround and kill Xia Yi and the people who were tested by Xuanyang Guard that he led.

Some experts have already gone, and others are sweeping away all the witnesses and blocking the news.

From the long sword, Han Muye also saw the activities of instigating the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Several sects who had contacted with the Tailingjian Sect before were coerced and had to participate.

And this time the instigator, the host, is the great demon Hu Taisheng.

Back then, the great elder of the Fierce Demon Valley, Tuoba became the one who wanted to beheaded.

"boom--"

There was a roar in the distance.

The direction was exactly where Han Muye and the others left.

The masters of the Tailingjian faction attacked Xia Yi and the others!

Han Muye raised his head to look at the men in black who were besieging him, his eyes narrowed, and there was a cold glow in them.

Xia Yi and the others cannot have an accident in the Western Xinjiang.

He had seen the power of Xuanyang Guard of the Zhongzhou Dynasty from the Xuanyang Sword.

If it attracts the forces of Zhongzhou to step into the western border, the western border will be even more chaotic.

"Brother Zhao, Coach Lin, make a quick decision!"

"Hu Taisheng convened a gathering of insurgents in Shen Yuangu, you go and kill him."

Han Muye drank in a low voice, then sword energy floated up from his body.

Hearing his words, the sword light on Zhao Pu and Lin Shen exploded!

Hu Taisheng!

Under the door of Sanshizhai, who would you most like to kill?

Hu Taisheng!

"kill!"

The two of them spoke in unison, and drank their swords violently!

Zhao Pu's sword light turned into a giant tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead, roaring up to the sky, and slammed into the front of the big man who was standing in front of him.

Lin Shen was even more straightforward, breaking the sword in his hand and bringing out the ten-zhang sword qi, the sword light slashed down, and thousands of sword qi caused the sky to collapse!

The two powerhouses were repelled by Lin Shen and Zhao Pu with one sword.

"Can't stay alive!"

The leading Tailingjian faction gritted his teeth, shouted lowly, and charged out again with a blue light on his sword.

"boom--"

In the distance, the roar resounded.

"Fellow Daoist from Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, please help." Xia Yi's voice came from a distance.

As a strongman of Xuanyang Guard in Zhongzhou, who is in the Core Formation Realm, he actually called out for help!

Han Muye's eyes swept forward, and his figure stepped into the air.

"I'm going to rescue the people from Zhongzhou."

Lin Shen nodded, raised his hand and swept his sword, blocking all those who wanted to kill Han Muye.

Although he had never seen Han Muye attack with all his strength, Lin Shen knew that Han Muye's combat power was definitely strong.

Back then, in the ancient great monk's cave, Han Muye gave him even the great monk's jade bone.

Zhao Pu looked back and said in a low voice, "Brother Han, can you?"

Lin Shen grinned and said, "Men, of course it's okay."

After he finished speaking, he looked forward, and his fighting spirit rose to the sky.

"Brother Zhao, let's compare and see who can kill faster?"

Zhao Pu laughed and shook his hand to take out the white tiger picture scroll that Han Muye gave him.

"Compare, compare, that's what you said."

The picture of the white tiger unfolded, and the endless sword gas turned into a white tiger descending the mountain, rushing towards the men in black.

Then he swung the big sword horizontally in his hand, enclosing the strong person in front of him.

"Quickly fight, then go to Shenyuan Valley and kill Hu Taisheng!"

Lin Shen flew up and shouted loudly, "Kill Hu Taisheng—"

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At this time, Han Muye had already escaped for dozens of miles and was flying over the Yingchou Cliff.

At the bottom, nearly a hundred black-clothed practitioners surrounded Xia Yi and the eight trial disciples he brought.

In the middle of the battle circle, Xia Yi blocked the four strong players with one enemy and four.

These four sword lights shone, and their cultivations were not inferior to Xia Yi. They were all strong in formation.

If it wasn't for Xia Yi to trade injuries for injuries and fight to the death, I'm afraid he would have already lost.

Not an absolute powerhouse, who dares to say that one person can fight the four ranks alone?

"Little friend Han, please take them away, save one count as one!"

Below, Xia Yi shouted loudly.

Zhao Yijia and his eight Zhongzhou trial disciples were surrounded at this time, and there were also several powerful people around them.

Eight of them lined up and cooperated with each other, trying their best to resist one or two.

Xia Yi shouted, ten figures among those men in black had already rushed to the sky, holding swords to kill Han Muye.

This is the world of practice.

A life-and-death fight is on the front line.

Dozens of hundreds of years of practice among the sects on weekdays may be buried in this moment.

Seeing the figure rushing towards him, Han Muye slowly raised his hand.

Ziyan in the left hand, and the dagger carries a flame.

The right hand is Qingming, and the long sword is bright.

With two swords in hand, there is sword energy condensed on his body.

Just kill!

out the sword.

The Qingming Sword swung down with a three-zhang sword light.

People follow the sword, where the sword's edge falls, people have arrived.

The two figures coming from the front did not expect that Han Muye's sword light would come so quickly, and he was about to raise his sword to block it, but it was already chopped to pieces.

The other eight people paused and saw that Han Mu's Yejian light was scattered, and they were already in the battle circle.

"Kuraga-"

The short sword Ziyan crossed a strange arc, reversed lightly, and spilled a piece of blood!

With one sword, the eight condensed Qi of the same rank fell!

From fighting to falling, it is but a breath.

"Master!"

Someone below exclaimed.

What kind of expert can kill ten condensed qi with one sword?

Han Muye's figure reappeared, already on the stone platform below, in the battle circle.

"Om-"

The Qingming Sword shook, the sword energy poured into it, and Han Muye flew the sword in the hands of the Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator in front of Zhao Yijia.

The footsteps kept on, and the sword light kept on.

After walking around, Han Muye picked up all the swords from the hands of the foundation-building powerhouses who were besieging the eight people!

For Han Muye, the swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword Sect had no secrets.

From entry-level swordsmanship to town-style swordsmanship, he has studied and derived it, and can grasp every flaw in it.

"Kuraga-"

The long sword shook, and Han Muye stood in front of the eight Zhongzhou elites.

Whether it was the eight elites from Central Province or the men in black outside the battle circle, they all stared at Han Muye, who was holding swords in both hands in horror.

Twelve swords were unleashed, and twelve foundation-building swordsmen were picked up.

Jian Xiu, the sword is in people, the sword is like life.

If Han Muye can pick up their swords, he can pick their lives!

"Fuck, so fierce..."

Behind Han Muye, the black-clothed female cultivator spoke, and her face turned red.

The other male disciples looked at each other and nodded.

Really galloping!

"Array, two, three, three, He Jin, Zhao Yijia, follow my sword."

Han Muye raised his sword with both hands and drank lowly.

The eight Zhongzhou elites did not hesitate and hurriedly lined up, with Zhao Yijia holding a short sword and He Jin holding an iron fan following Han Muye on either side.

At this time, they all looked solemn and solemn.

In their opinion, although Han Muye's swordsmanship was shocking just now, there were too many enemies today.

There are several strong people in front of the road blocking the road.

It's hard to kill.

"Haha, Xiaoyou Han's swordsmanship is unparalleled. When he enters Zhongzhou, he will definitely be famous all over the world!"

Xia Yi, who was a pair of four, laughed out loud even though his body was covered in blood.

"Today, you can rest assured that as long as you take them away alone, I, Xuanyang Guard, will report your kindness to the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

"It's easy to help you become the first sect in Western Xinjiang!"

Xia Yi shouted, and the sword light in the palm of his hand was a little bit brighter.

Han Muye didn't answer, but he did with the two swords in his hand.

"Om-"

The Qingming Sword brought out a three-zhang sword light slash, and the purple short sword flew out, drawing a curved crescent moon, flashing and agile.

Two swords, two swordsmanship.

One is grand and broad, and the other is strange and light.

The man in black who wanted to block the way in front of him has not yet shot, but has been cut open by the purple sword light.

"Walk."

Han Muye let out a low voice, stretched out his hand and grabbed the flying Ziyan Sword, and stepped out.

The eight Zhongzhou elites followed closely, and the sword light burst and rushed forward.

"Stop them!"

Some of the strong people who were besieging Xia Yi shouted in a low voice.

The three powerhouses with dignified aura drew their swords, and with a flash, they blocked in front of Han Muye.

situation.

Han Muye pointed his two swords forward, his spiritual energy and sword energy condensed into a line.

To fight, of course, is a battlefield situation!

The long sword stabs forward, the person advances one zhang, and one step closer.

With one enemy three, a more advanced battlefield situation!

At this moment, in Han Muye's Divine Treasure, pictures appeared one after another.

He seemed to be a bystander, looking at himself holding two swords, fighting the three swordsmen of the realm in close quarters.

The sword move used by the middle-aged man in the black robe with short beard on the right side is the Three Spirit Swordsmanship, Wind and Rain.

This swordsmanship transforms wind into water, with a light cloud and mist in the sword. When the sword comes out, there are thousands of sword energy accompanying it.

To break this sword technique requires a sword.

The green forest of Yunhe Jianzong, a sword turned into a dense green wood, the sword light disappeared, and he pierced through the forest and killed.

Sword up, blood gushing.

The slender old man on the right has a cultivation base that is at the pinnacle of the earth's veins, and the sword in his hand is a semi-spiritual weapon.

This person's swordsmanship is mediocre, not fancy.

If you want to kill this person, get close, and get down.

Taking a step, the sword in his right hand is released.

The purple streamer passed through the chest, and the blood flowers it carried were brilliant.

Draw the sword, hold the sword, the two swords are staggered, and there is only one person left in front of him.

Time, one third of the past.

Slowly raising his hand, the sword pointed forward.

The muscles on the face of the last sword cultivator of the first level of enlightenment trembled, and his shoulders trembled involuntarily.

The heart has no will to fight.

This is the swordsmanship!

For some reason, such a word appeared in the minds of the elites of Central Province.

With pure swordsmanship to enlightenment, with every move, he kills one person with one sword.

This is not what swordsmanship is!

"I'm here to kill this man."

Some of the four people who surrounded Xia Yi made a noise, and then after a pause, they withdrew from the battle group and stepped out.

The sword goes with the body.

Before anyone arrives, the sword light has already turned into a ten-zhang horse, and he is headed down!

Use the sword with intent!

Half-step sword intent!

The second level of Dandan, half-step sword intent.

Such powerhouses cannot fight if they are not of the same rank!

Under the sword intent, Han Muye seemed to be suppressed by coercion, unable to move at all.

The old man who drew the sword sneered and said in a low voice, "I have some talent. I will kill one of you and ten people from the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

The sword light swept down, like sweeping leaves in the autumn wind, and within a hundred breaths, it reached the top of Han Muye's head.

The eight Zhongzhou elites were completely unable to use their swords before this sword light, and could only watch the sword light fall.

Such a sword light can't be avoided!

Han Muye wasn't ready to hide either.

A mysterious aura emanated from him.

The face of the old man facing the sword changed, his eyes widened, and the sword light was one point faster.

Sword Intent!

How can there be sword intent!

How can you cultivate sword intent before you reach the realm!

Whether it was the eight elites or the old man who formed the core, they all stared wide-eyed~www.wuxiahere.com~ looking at Han Muye's two-handed swords, which revealed a mysterious and grand sword intent.

"when--"

The Qingming Sword was raised, and the long sword infused with Sword Intent was bright and dazzling, easily blocking the old man's sword light, while the Ziyan Sword had disappeared at this time.

It appeared again, right at the neck of the old man with the sword.

Passing by, blood splattered!

A double sword!

Kill Jie Dan with one sword!

The two swords were intertwined in his hand, Han Muye pointed his long sword in front of him, and said lightly, "Rush."

When the words fell, he turned around abruptly and flew into the battle group of Xia Yi and the three Jie Dan Jianxiu.

If he dares to save people, he must save them completely.

Killing one Pill is killing, and killing three more, how difficult is it!

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