Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Shan Cang beside him was already trembling, but Han Muye's fighting intent was soaring.

The sword of the divine soul in the divine treasure, the sword of sword intent in the sea of ​​qi, and the spiritual bead of the stars in the dantian.

Turn the sword into silk!

The divine soul resisted the divine soul, and the sword intent and the power of heaven and earth were consumed.

The power in the Star Spirit Orb is like a torrent, supporting the consumption of the Soul Sword and the Sword Intent Sword.

In front of Han Muye's body, the sword silk formed a net, blocking all the blades.

A blow from a ninth major repair of the Nascent Soul could not be hit hard, but Han Muye's sword could slowly resist it by using the method of attrition.

Really blocked!

A strange color flashed in Yan Yang's eyes.

This ant is stronger than expected.

His eyes narrowed, a cold glow flashed, and a golden steel fork was raised in his hand.

Block it, then take another shot.

At this moment, behind him, the purple leopard bloodline incarnation suddenly roared and rushed out.

"Devouring the power of blood?"

Yan Yang's face changed.

Unexpectedly, the power of his own blood is still interested in the four-tailed lynx blood.

This bloodline power is not too precious.

The purple cheetah pounced, and Shan Cang didn't even resist. After a few pounces, he was torn to shreds.

The blue aura scattered and turned into a blood bead, which was swallowed by the purple cheetah.

Yan Yang laughed.

The little reptile is just here to send snacks to its own bloodline.

Is this an appetizer before capturing the blood of the White Tiger Clan?

His eyes fell on Han Muye, who was still resisting, and Yan Yang raised his eyes to look thousands of miles away.

Over there, although Yan Heng was not out of trouble, he was almost there.

The Nascent Soul of the Heaven Realm, the first level of cultivation is the first level of heaven.

The strength of the seventh layer of Nascent Soul is not understood by those ants who have not even touched the edge of the heavenly realm.

The sword formation could not hurt Yan Heng.

"boom--"

Thousands of miles behind, a roar sounded.

That was the purple leopard clan strongman being blocked.

When Yan Yang came to rescue Yan Heng, hundreds of strong purple leopards also rushed over.

Among them, there are nearly ten in Tianjing.

Thirty-six thousand nine-tailed cat clans lined up to stop those strong men.

But in Yan Yang's view, he couldn't hold back for long.

This is the difference in bloodline power, and it is also the reason why his Purple Leopard Clan has always sought the bloodline of the White Tiger Clan.

The stronger the bloodline, the more powerful the battle.

Whether it's a lynx or a green fox, they're just a group with weak bloodlines. How could they have the qualifications to challenge the Purple Leopard?

Come today, it's just to die!

"I'm curious, what did the White Tiger clan cost to let you die." Yan Yang sneered, raised his hand, and slapped Han Muye with his palm.

He wanted to smash Han Muye's body to pieces, then lock up his soul to investigate the cause.

At this time, Han Muye was still trying his best to block the front edge of the body, and there was absolutely no way he could take this slap.

This palm shot, can only wait to die.

Seeing the giant palm being pressed down, Han Muye's eyes showed a trace of cyan flame.

"Om-"

The purple cheetah, who had devoured Shan Cang and was slowly reminiscing about the power of the fusion bloodline, was shaking with aura all over his body.

Its spiritual power instantly appeared in Han Muye's divine treasure.

Standing in a divine possession, before returning to his senses, the divine soul giant sword fell directly.

With one sword, the spiritual body was turned into pieces.

The light of the sword continued, cutting a hundred swords in a row.

The purple cheetah's body trembled, blue light lingered all over its body, four long tails floated behind it, and sword lights appeared around it.

With a roar, the cheetah flew out and smashed the huge palm that hit Han Muye's head.

Then, the four long tails of the cheetah swept across, sweeping away all the blades around Han Muye's body, turning them into demonic energy and escaping.

This change is completed in an instant.

Until all the blades disappeared, the purple cheetah stood in front of Han Muye and turned to stare at him, Yan Yang was still a little dazed.

The power of his own bloodline, betrayed himself?

No, the power of bloodline does not have the theory of betrayal.

It is the power that belongs to the bloodline.

Not right either.

At this moment, the mind of the nine major demons of the Nascent Soul of the Heavenly Realm was blank.

On his body, a blue aura rose up.

Bloodline power inheritance?

One after another sword light flashed around him.

Swordsmanship memory?

Messy.

Incredibly messy.

At this moment, Yan Yang only felt that his head was about to explode.

Not only him, Yan Heng, who was thousands of miles away, was also at a loss.

He can swordsmanship.

He understood the trajectory of the green fox sword formation.

The double-pointed short spear in his hand was brimming with dandan sword energy.

At this moment, he could shatter the sword formation with just one strike.

However, his bloodline power suppressed him.

That is a kind of affinity that comes out of the blood and bones.

In the face of the Qinghu clan who surrounded and killed him, he couldn't even make a move?

In the distance, sword lights rose up.

On the strong men of the Purple Leopard Clan, sword light surged.

At this moment, they are extremely powerful.

With the integration of swordsmanship, their combat power has multiplied several times.

However, facing the 36,000 nine-tailed cat clan who stood in the way, they couldn't make a move.

Originally, the bloodline power of their Purple Leopard Clan was countless times stronger than that of the Nine-Tailed Cat Clan, and there were many more strong people.

But at this time, no one could make a move.

This is an order from the bloodline.

If you shoot, the power of blood will collapse.

The monsters without the power of blood will degenerate into ordinary monsters.

A war stops here.

Han Muye smiled and looked at Yan Yang in front of him.

If he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, he can crush Yan Yang with the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

But in this secret realm, even if he tried his best, he probably wouldn't be able to resist the ninth level of Nascent Soul.

From beginning to end, what he calculated was not **** the Nascent Soul Demon, but the blood incarnation of the Purple Leopard Clan.

Shan Cang was swallowed, causing blood fusion.

With the power of Shan Cang, it should have been swallowed and fused without any resistance.

But the owner of Shan Cang is Han Muye.

Han Muye's own spiritual qi cultivation base is only in the realm, but his Confucianism and Taoism cultivation base has reached the realm of a great master, and his spirit can suppress the out-of-body major cultivation.

Therefore, when the spirits fought, the bloodline of the Purple Leopard Clan was completely defeated.

Han Muye became the master who controlled the bloodline of the Purple Leopard Clan.

Controlling the bloodline, no matter whether it is Yan Yang or Yan Heng, the hundreds of thousands of Purple Leopards can't go against the suppression in the depths of the bloodline and resist and murder him, Han Muye.

So far, the battle between Han Muye and the Purple Leopard is invincible!

"Roar--"

Yan Yang let out a wild roar, transformed into a purple cheetah, flew up, turned his head and ran.

Unable to take action against Han Muye, the willingness to surrender in his bloodline is getting stronger and stronger. If he doesn't run away, he will really lose his resistance.

You can only run away from the influence of the power of blood.

With his cultivation level, as long as he leaves 100,000 miles away, he can suppress the surrender in his blood.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, instead of chasing after Yan Yang, Tian He Wing flashed under his feet, and then appeared in front of Yan Heng.

Beside him is a purple four-tailed cheetah with flames in his eyes.

Yan Heng trembled all over, and finally, lowered his head, the fighting intent in his eyes dissipated.

Han Muye nodded to Bai Wuhen, his body transformed into a streamer, and he chased after Yan Yang, who was transformed into a cheetah.

"As expected of Senior Brother Han..."

Unbelievably won the Purple Leopard Clan, and even the great monster of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul of the Heavenly Realm had to flee with their lives.

Who can imagine this method?

"boom--"

In the distant sky, there was a roar of sword light.

"Yanyang, don't stop dying—"

Han Muye's voice traveled thousands of miles.

Bai Wuhen was dazed at first, then covered his face and laughed.

Such scenes, I am afraid the entire secret realm will be frightened, right?

The patriarch of the Purple Leopard Clan, there are several strong men in the secret realm, Yan Yang, who was chased by a human swordsman and ran around.

How strong is this human swordsman?

"boom--"

The second sword cry was thousands of miles away.

This speed surpassed countless powerhouses above the fifth level of Nascent Soul.

At this speed, who would dare to say that Han Muye is not at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul of the Heavenly Realm?

"Yanyang, die!"

Han Muye's voice was full of divine coercion.

This divine soul power makes the heavenly realm feel the heart season.

The speed of Nascent Soul's fifth-layer and above, and the power of the soul that the heavens can't bear, all of these show that Han Muye is a strong man who swept across the reckless wasteland!

"Yanyang, die quickly—"

In the void, the sound travels thousands of miles.

The big monsters raised their heads with horror on their faces.

Yan Yang, the Patriarch of the Purple Leopard Clan, the Nine Great Venerables of Nascent Soul.

Such a top powerhouse, being hunted down?

The voice fell, and sure enough, a purple streamer flashed.

"It's the Great Venerable Yanyang!"

"The Great Senior Yan Yang was forced out of his demon body? Who could make Great Senior Yan Yang, who had transformed into a demon body, run away so desperately?"

Before the horrified demon clan could think, a streamer had already rushed through.

The speed is not slower than Yan Yang, and there is endless pressure from the soul.

The sword light flickered, and a sword could cut thousands of miles.

"Human Race!"

"Sword repair!"

"When was there such a strong human race in the wasteland!"

Everyone shrugged, not daring to speak aloud.

At this moment, the White Tiger Clan and the Yellow Lion Clan stopped fighting, and countless experts stared blankly at the sky.

What kind of power can make Yan Yang flee?

"That kendo exiled immortal, seriously, so good?" The patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, the tall white-bearded old man stood in the air, whispering in his mouth.

The faces of the elites from the Southern Wilderness were all blank.

They didn't answer either.

Han Banxian, is he that strong?

When Qian Yiming, who was fighting against the Blue Lions with several major forces, sensed the change in the sky, he was also stunned.

How strong is Yanyang?

The power of the ninth level of Yuan Ying.

He Qian Yiming dared to fight the seventh level of Nascent Soul, that is the combination of his own strength and secret treasure.

Let him fight with Nascent Soul Jiuzhong, just looking for death.

But now, the great power of the ninth level of Nascent Soul is being chased by Han Muye and running around the sky.

How strong is Han Muye?

"Hey, Commander Qian?"

Han Muye froze for a moment, and his eyes fell down: "You've been fighting very hard, do you want me to help you slash these enemies with one sword?"

Hearing his words, the Celestial Realm of the Blue Lion Clan and the Half-Step Heaven Realm were all covered in demonic light, carefully staring at Han Muye.

Qian Yiming's mouth twitched and he shook his head: "Brother Han, do your job."

If Han Muye really used his sword, don't join him!

He knew that Han Muye could do it.

Sure enough, Han Muye in the sky showed regret on his face, shook his head, turned into a streamer, and slashed towards Yan Yang in the distance.

That sword light shot thousands of miles away, smashing through the void.

Using the power of the celestial fox to transform into a sword light, if he can see through it, at least the power of the soul is stronger than that of Han Muye.

Sadly, I haven't seen it so far.

When the chasing and fleeing two flew over the Elephant Ear Mountain, Xiang Lingshuang, who was holding two teeth, raised his head.

"Old Ancestor, this is Senior Brother Han."

He whispered towards the stone wall in front of him.

The stone wall vibrated, and there seemed to be a voice in response.

"He has the chance to become the existence that controls the Ten Thousand Demon Tokens?" Xiang Lingshuang whispered softly, with a twinkle in his eyes.

"If so~www.wuxiahere.com~ then following him is also a good choice."

...

Between the verdant mountains, a jade-white figure walked forward, and suddenly the figure stopped.

"The big demon of the ninth level of Yuanying was chased and killed?"

"The one who is chasing, is that kid Han Muye?"

The armsless crane's innocent eyes flashed brightly.

"Fun."

When he moved, he turned into a giant crane with no wings.

"Chirp—"

With a long hiss, the world changes color!

The ancient monster!

This is the real body of Tianhe!

There is an ancient monster blocking the way ahead!

Yan Yang's expression changed dramatically, he turned and fled.

Han Muye flew down and stood in front of Tianhe.

"Haha, that guy was frightened by you, thinking I could really stop him."

He Tian really laughed and jumped with his feet.

"Actually, my real body doesn't have much power now, so I really can't stop him."

Looking at Han Muye, He Tian was really curious: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how can you be strong enough to hunt down the nine major demons of Nascent Soul?"

Han Muye lowered his head to look at He Tianzhen, and said in a daze, "Just like you, vain."

He Tianzhen's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Imaginary?

Then you just blocked a Nascent Soul Nine Great Demon?

I really wanted to attract that big monster to the death battle, but the result...

"However, he can only be like a lost dog in front of me, Han Muye."

Han Muye let out a low voice, and the Tianhe Wing shook and turned into a stream of light.

He Tianzhen laughed, his figure flickered, and he followed.

interesting.

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[Xuanwu Gate starts, it turned out to be Journey to the West]

There are qi, blood, and smoke that shoot into the sky, breaking mountains and rivers with force; there is a way that can calculate the secrets of heaven and know what is going on before and after; there is a Buddha who spit lotus flowers, and the voice of the Buddha spreads for hundreds of miles.

This Tang Dynasty is a little immortal?