Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

On Qingfeng Island, the scattered sword cultivators resisted with all their strength, and the sword qi swayed.

Donghai Jianxiu's personal combat power is indeed strong.

Alone, all swordsmen are strong.

The sword light flashed, bringing aura and blood to the sky.

Sword Cultivator is the most powerful existence among all kinds of cultivation.

Even those Heijia monster clan army formations couldn't break through Jianxiu's line of defense for a while.

Han Muye looked at the fighting on the beach and turned to look at the sky.

Lu Wuming looked gloomy, turning his head from time to time to look into the distance.

Over there, is the location of Qingfeng Jianzong Mountain Gate.

Reinforcements will come from that direction.

"Whoa-"

Above the water, a figure rushed out.

A black armored cultivator with a spear flew towards Lu Wuming.

The Heavenly Realm of the Spirit Armor Monster Race!

The spear mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and the water waves turned into tides, slamming down on Lu Wuming.

This gun has the shadow of the avenue.

artistic conception.

Just like sword intent.

Unexpectedly, among the spirit armor monster clan, there are also experts who practice marksmanship to this level.

Lu Wuming's face was solemn, and he waved his sword in his hand.

"when-"

The sound of the collision between the spear and the sword resounded, shaking Baili Island.

The broken water crashed, and countless reefs collapsed.

All those swordsmen had to step back.

The water waves rolled, and the army of black armor rushed again.

Lu Wuming gritted his teeth and snorted softly: "Array, defend Qingfeng Island!"

Behind him, the disciples of Qingfeng Jianzong did not hesitate, all flew down and stepped on the beach.

The sword lights are connected, and the aura is turned into a long dragon, blocking the countless black armor monsters.

The battle situation was slightly stabilized because of the disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect.

Many sword cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist Qingpao next to Qi Ziming took a breath and looked into the distance: "Okay, okay, hold on for half an hour and the reinforcements will arrive."

"Qingfeng Jianzong will not ignore us."

On the beach, the disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect took action, which attracted countless cheers.

Those sword cultivators who were already frightened, gathered their combat power again.

Donghai kendo practice, loose cultivators and sect practitioners complement each other.

Many loose cultivators left the sect and wandered between islands because of searching for treasures and completing various tasks after cultivating in the sect.

There are also many family practitioners who actually have sect identities.

It's just that there are many rules in the sect, and many sword cultivators who are used to being free and undisciplined do not want to be controlled, and would rather be a loose cultivator.

Anyway, there are enough resources in the East China Sea, and at the low level, there is not much difference between the scattered cultivators and the sect cultivators.

When the cultivation base is advanced later, just like Mo Yuan, he will find a sect to be attached to and be an elder.

"when-"

The long spear of the black armored cultivator was repelled again.

Lu Wuming's complexion was slightly flushed, and he did not step back.

In the distance, aura and sword energy were already shining.

Reinforcement, here we come!

"boom-"

In the distance, a loud roar attracted everyone's attention.

Then several golden streamers rose into the sky.

Qingfeng Jianzong's call for help!

Whether it was Lu Wuming or Jianxiu on the island, they were all pale.

The reinforcements are surrounded!

Moreover, the spirit-armored monster clan that surrounded and killed the reinforcements was too powerful, and even the powerhouses of Qingfeng Jianzong asked for help.

Lu Wuming looked down.

At this moment, all the sword cultivators looked blank.

They are waiting for reinforcements.

Being able to fight in front of ten times as many enemies is because you know that as long as you hold on for a moment, reinforcements will come.

At this time, the reinforcements were surrounded?

The strong men of Qingfeng Jianzong can't rush over?

Although the Spirit Armor Monster Race is powerful, it is an endless group, and it is not a top expert.

For a long time, no matter whether it was the original Jiaolong clan or the kendo sect, the reason why the spirit-armored monster clan didn't take it seriously is that the spirit-armored monster clan did not have a master.

However, if there are no masters, how can you besiege the powerhouses of Qingfeng Jianzong?

"Go, follow me to save people." Lu Wuming gritted his teeth and shouted.

save people.

The disciples of Qingfeng Jianzong who were standing on the beach looked at each other and flew up.

No matter how many scattered cultivators here, they can’t compare to their own classmates.

Qingfeng Jianzong, that is his foundation.

Lu Wuming let out a long roar, and the sword light and the sword formation merged, turning into a huge sword of 100 feet, rushing towards the distance.

On Qingfeng Island, it was silent.

Without the strongmen of Qingfeng Jianzong, how can these more than 10,000 sword cultivators guard?

In an instant, the gathered fighting spirit all collapsed.

Looking at the black armored monsters rushing in like a tide, some people's swords fell on the beach, and some people gritted their teeth and recoiled.

Today, death is the only destination.

Qi Ziming held the sword in his hand and looked at Han Muye in front of him.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly got up.

On him, the faint sword light began to gather, and then turned into a rich halo.

The strength of this sword light made Qi Ziming and others look at him.

"Han, Brother Han, you, your cultivation—" Qi Ziming whispered.

At this time, Han Muye's cultivation base has climbed from the golden core that was revealed before to the heavenly realm.

This is a heavenly cultivator!

On Qingfeng Island, there is more than one Heavenly Realm. After Lu Wuming left, there is another Heavenly Realm Great Cultivator!

The sword light on Han Muye's body swayed, causing Jian Xiu, who had collapsed, to stop.

There is a major repair in the sky, will there be a chance of life?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Han Muye.

This is the only hope.

Han Muye unsheathed his double swords and flew towards the sky.

Over there, the big cultivator in black armor laughed loudly, and slammed the spear in his hand at Han Muye.

In his opinion, without the Qingfeng Island guarded by Qingfeng Jianzong, it can be won in a moment.

Below, everyone raised their heads and looked at Han Muye in the sky.

Can this Heavenly Realm Sword Cultivator block a powerful shot?

If it can't be stopped, then the ten thousand people on this island will have no choice but to die.

Seeing that the long spear slammed down, causing the forces of heaven and earth to converge into a long dragon, Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and the two swords suddenly loosened.

Abandon the sword?

wrong!

Swordsmanship!

The two long swords with a twisting arc instantly appeared in front of the black armored cultivator.

The black-armored cultivator grinned, but did not take the spear, but let go of one hand and grabbed it towards the long sword.

"Snapped-"

The long sword was caught.

finished...

Below, countless people closed their eyes.

Jianxiu's sword is caught, what hope is there?

It is not the best choice to use swordsmanship in front of the highly defensive black armor monster clan.

Sure enough, I lost...

At this moment, another spinning sword suddenly collided with the sword held by the black armored cultivator.

The swords collided, and the sword Ee hung on the edge of the long sword in the hand of the black armored cultivator, spinning lightly.

The sword light flashed and wiped the black armored cultivator's neck with a bloodstain.

The sword seemed to have lost its fulcrum and fell slowly downwards.

But the black armored cultivator looked pale at this time, let go of the sword in his hand, and wanted to cover his neck.

The bloodstains on his neck got deeper and deeper, redder and longer—

"Boom—"

Blood splattered.

The two swords cooperate to complete a mysterious lore!

Purely by swordsmanship skills, not by force!

Until the black armored cultivator's body was filled with the demonic light, which fed back the heavens and the earth, no one came back to his senses.

How could such a light sword be able to kill a great cultivator in the heavenly realm?

"Om-"

The double swords returned to Han Muye's hands, then turned into a crescent moon of ten feet, and swept downwards.

At this time, Jianguang was different.

This cold light of the crescent moon, with a whistling, no matter if it is a half-step heaven or an ordinary situation, no one of those black armored monsters can block a sword.

overbearing.

The blood light brought by the crescent moon instantly filled the entire beach.

A sword comes out, no mercy.

This is the sword repair!

Fight against the strong, and win with skill.

Enemies with the weak are incompatible.

Sword repair, that's how it should be!

"I haven't drawn my sword yet, when will I wait?" Han Muye returned with his double swords and snorted softly.

Out of the sword!

"Kuraga-"

A long sword came out of its scabbard and rushed towards the collapsed Hei Armor Monster clan army.

During the battle of Taoism, killing the enemy can get the power of feedback.

Even if it is not much, it is countless times stronger than the power brought by his own meditation practice.

What's more, at this time, the Black Armored Army formation has been broken, and it's just a massacre.

"Woo-"

There was the sound of a horn on the water, and the black armor monsters receded with the tide.

Countless corpses of the Black Armor Clan were scattered all over the beach.

There are loose cultivators who want to go forward to collect the spiritual materials for use, but they are stopped by the people around them.

According to the rules, for such a big victory, all the gains must be arranged by the person who contributed the most.

This time, if it wasn't for the sudden action of the Heavenly Realm cultivator, let alone the harvest, all the sword cultivators on this Qingfeng Island would probably have perished.

"Brother Han, Senior Han, do you want to clean up the battlefield first, and the Heijia Monster Clan will retreat..." Qi Ziming flew forward and clasped his fist towards Han Muye.

"Brother Qi, you arrange." Han Muye nodded, then looked to the other side.

There, spiritual light, sword light, and demonic energy are intertwined.

The reinforcements of Qingfeng Jianzong were intercepted there.

Seeing him turn his head to look, Qi Ziming's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Senior Han, you, do you want to go there?"

Han Muye can't leave!

If he leaves and the Hei Armor Clan counterattacks, how will the people on this island live?

Qi Ziming's words made the faces of the people around him turn pale.

The others asked lowly, and then all raised their heads nervously.

Originally heard that Jianxiu could handle the harvest, but now he looked up at Han Muye.

No matter how much you gain, it can't be compared to your own life.

"Everyone, Qingfeng Sword Sect was besieged because it was to rescue us, we can't wait to die." Taking a deep breath, Han Muye said in a low voice.

His words made Jianxiu below nodded.

But no one spoke up.

How to rescue?

With their loose repairs?

Or is it the only Heavenly Realm overhaul here?

It's not that he doesn't save, it's that he has no ability.

Qi Ziming's expression changed, but he didn't speak.

He couldn't persuade Han Muye to stay, and the people who sat watching Qingfengjian were besieged and killed.

Although most of the people here have this intention, no one can speak out.

Selfishly, can't say.

Seeing that no one spoke, Han Muye said loudly, "Everyone, if the Qingfeng Sword Sect reinforcements are destroyed, we will no longer have a chance to survive."

Now that the Qingfeng Jianzong reinforcements are surrounded, and the army of the Heijia monsters has passed, it will be a little safer here.

Waiting for the destruction over there, countless black armored monster clan powerhouses come, how can this side be able to defend?

Han Muye's words made those Jianxiu pale and at a loss.

"Then, what to do?"

"Go to the rescue? How do we save?"

"Senior, you, if you go, what will we do?"

…

No one wants to be abandoned.

Just now, they have been abandoned by Qingfeng Jianzong once.

"Hehe, we are loose cultivators after all..." Someone was sitting on the ground in a dejected manner.

Yes, loose cultivators deserve to be abandoned.

Han Muye looked down, his eyes flashing.

enough.

"Give you a hundred breaths, gather the spoils, and then line up."

"I will teach you a simple sword formation. After a quarter of an hour, we will rescue the people of Qingfeng Jianzong."

Han Muye let out a low drink, and the sword light flashed from his body, covering the entire island.

The power of the sword light makes people feel firm in their hearts.

The strong often rely on the weak.

The more difficult the time, the more people worship the strong, and place their everything on the strong.

Many times, this kind of blind worship will not get good results, but as long as the strong person has the courage, this is the fastest way to gather strength.

Hundred interest.

There was already a formation on the beach.

More than ten thousand swordsmen stood loosely together, forming seven or eight groups of different sizes.

The sword light flashed in Han Muye's hand, and he quickly practiced swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship he uses is very simple.

They are all scattered cultivators, and they don’t know each other on weekdays. How can they cooperate wholeheartedly?

His swordsmanship is nothing more than pulling the power of the swordsmen around him and gathering a little more power.

One plus one, less than two.

But compared to the previous loose and disorderly fighting each other, this is already rare.

A quarter of an hour later, the sword light on the beach had already shot into the sky.

The three strongest army formations have been able to multiply the strength of the gathered sword cultivators by a hundred times.

One thousand plus one thousand equals one hundred.

This hundredfold power can easily kill a cultivator of the Heavenly Realm Nascent Soul.

enough!

Han Muye drew his sword light and shouted loudly, "Everyone, Han Muye is here, I think someone has heard of it."

"Here in the East China Sea, Han wants to settle the East China Sea Rebellion."

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, he said lightly, "The East China Sea Sword Cultivator is one of the foundations of my Tianxuan, and the Loose Cultivator is also the foundation of the Sword Cultivation."

"As long as the scattered cultivators work together, the East China Sea will definitely."

After he finished speaking, he flew up, aroused all the army formations behind him, turned into a sword light, and rose into the air.

Han Muye!

Han Muye, who is going to challenge the swordsmen of the East China Sea, the exiled swordsman from the Western Xinjiang, and the great master of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou!

The more casually cultivating, the more interested in these stories.

It's just that no one thought that the world's top swordsman would be right in front of him.

He also taught himself sword formation.

"Brother Han, haha, I, Qi Ziming, are actually called brothers and sisters with Kendo Immortal." Qi Ziming laughed, sword light surging on his body.

His words attracted a smile from the swordsman around him.

The sword formations everywhere, unknowingly, the strength has increased again.

This is the gathering of the power of the strong.

Han Muye revealed his identity at this time in order to boost everyone's morale.

The one who led them to the battle was Han Muye, the exiled swordsman, the Great Sword Cultivator who wanted to challenge the East China Sea with his sword.

Such a strong man takes himself to kill the water demon, so why not die in battle?

"Om-"

Ahead, the sword light in Han Muye's hand was already shining.

"Brothers, help me."

Han Muye shouted loudly.

brother.

Without opening, all Jianguang responded.

Chongxiao Jian Qi condensed and turned into a huge sword.

Han Muye was very familiar with these methods in the Western Xinjiang.

Back then, he used to be an assistant every time, gathering all his sword energy and handing it over to the strong man beside him.

This time, in the East China Sea, he was the one who gathered the power of the sword cultivators around him, and then shot!

Before he knew it, he had become the real powerhouse in this world.

"Sword come."

He stretched out his hand, and the great sword fell in front of him.

"Han Muye in the western Xinjiang, with 10,000 scattered cultivators from Qingfeng Island, came to rescue the fellow Daoist Qingfeng Sword Sect."

Han Muye shouted loudly.

If you don't keep your name, isn't it in vain?

"Kendo exile!"

"The kendo exile has come to save us!"

"Haha, Lu Wuming would like to thank Ban Xian and fellow Daoists."

"Exiled Immortals, fellow Daoists, thank you from the Qingfeng Sword Sect!"

Ahead, a sound came.

Behind Han Muye, the sword cultivators looked excited.

They are loose sand, ants, and existences that are not seen by anyone.

But at this time, even the powerhouses of Qingfeng Jianzong have to express their gratitude.

Worth it!

Han Muye chuckled lightly and raised his hand.

The great sword of ten thousand feet rose up.

At this moment, this great sword was full of fighting intent and emotion.

A battle to show the glory of kendo!

Even if it is a loose cultivator, even if it is a low-level cultivator, is there no blood in the heart?

The weak, can't we fight?

"kill."

Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

"kill-"

"kill-"

"kill-"

Countless loose cultivators roared loudly.

This is the roar of the weak and the roar of the strong.

The power of ten thousand swordsmen gathered together, turned into a giant sword of ten thousand feet, and slashed it down with one sword.

"Roar-"

A Heijia Monster Clan Heavenly Realm powerhouse flew over and rushed to intercept the long sword.

But only after catching the sword, his complexion has changed dramatically.

Even his 100-zhang figure can't stop this sword!

Second, third, fourth.

The five heavenly realm monsters flew up and tried their best to block the power of this sword.

The savage Han Mu was in the air, standing still.

Behind him, all the sword cultivators who formed the formation had blue veins on their foreheads, gritted their teeth and insisted.

With his rabble, he was able to suppress five great monsters in the heavenly realm!

happy!

"kill!"

I don't know who shouted.

"kill-"

Countless people responded.

At this moment, they are not ants and loose cultivators, they are the powerhouses who can confront the great revision of the heavenly realm!

The sword light is bright to the extreme.

Han Muye chuckled lightly and waved his hand.

"boom-"

The bodies of the five big monsters were cut off in an instant!

"boom-"

The endless sword light splits the water, cutting out a hundred-mile-long ocean trench.

The water waves rose.

Compared with the water light, the blood light after the fall of the five heavenly monsters is coquettish!

The five heavenly realms broke with one sword!

"What a powerful sword..." A Qingpao Taoist whispered on the flying boat besieged by the black armor army.

Beside him, the others nodded silently.

With such a sword, even the strongest elder of Qingfeng Jianzong could not use it.

"One sword slashed the seventh level of the three Nascent Souls, the ninth level of the one Nascent Soul, there was a great out-of-body cultivator, and the five heavenly realms fell directly, but these methods came from loose cultivators."

Lu Wuming looked solemn, and said solemnly: "Xijiang Swordsman Exiled said earlier that he wanted to use his sword to challenge the East China Sea. He thought he would use ten thousand swords to return to the sect to challenge various sects, but now let's see..."

Looking at it now, I am afraid that with the power of loose cultivators, it swept the East China Sea!

Sword pick, it turned out to be such a sword pick!

"Fellow Daoists, if you don't fight at this time, when will you wait?"

Ahead, Han Muye shouted with a long sword in his hand.

war!

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Without the powerhouse, the Black Armored Monster Clan would not be able to exert their fighting power, and could only be scattered and retreated.

"boom-"

Han Muye slashed down with a sword, his expression remained unchanged, and he looked up in the direction of Qingfeng Sword Sect.

"Fellow Breeze Sword Sect Daoist, your mountain gate is under siege."

His words caused the expressions of the Qingfeng Sword Sect masters to change rapidly.

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