Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The sword formation is formed.

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A Zhoutian sword formation composed of three hundred and sixty-one sword pills directly inspired a thousand-zhang lightsaber.

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The benefit of this sword light directly shatters the clouds in the void and turns them into nothingness.

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Hundreds of terrestrial realms use pills as their formation, and they can kill the primordial infant of the heaven realm.

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Hundred arrays are a hundred lightsabers.

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Hundreds of long swords united, and flickered above the void.

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This kind of power made the two sides fighting for the land of Sangyu in front of them both flinch in horror, and all the means of defense were put into operation.

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Talisman, magic weapon, blood magic power.

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No amount of defense is too much.

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This sword light was too strong, and it completely evoked the response of the East China Sea Heavenly Dao.

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Even if both sides of Sangyu land gathered strong men, they would not dare to face this sword directly.

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What about the great cultivator of God Transformation?

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Under such a sword, he will also die.

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Only by retreating can we block this sword.

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The long sword was in the air, and neither of the two sides fighting for Sangyu knew whose head the sword fell on.

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Han Muye stood in the void, raised his hand and waved it down.

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The sword shadow of a hundred swords smashed down from the sky, covering the entire area.

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The raging sword light seemed to be endless.

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All the spirit armor monsters were suppressed.

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Sure enough!

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Those Donghai swordsmen showed joy on their faces.

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"Senior Brother Tianhong, let's take action together and keep the strong spirit armored monsters here." A green-robed Taoist said with a flash of sword light in his hand.

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Beside him, many people flashed the expressions of movement, and sword intent surged up from their bodies.

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In front, several great cultivators with long swords on their backs looked at each other and shook their heads.

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"Let's take a look." The leading Taoist said lightly.

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Behind him, the face of the person who spoke up before showed a look of disappointment.

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The sound of roaring and cracking filled the air for three days.

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Three days later, the sword light dissipated, leaving Han Muye and Jian Xiu behind him.

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And the camp of those spirit armor monsters is riddled with holes.

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Three days of sword light crushing, even the realm of heaven was exhausted.

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When the sword light dissipated and the tyrannical sword formation disappeared in front of them, the great cultivators of the Spirit Armor Monster Clan breathed a sigh of relief.

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The human race has always been disunited.

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If this Han Banxian really cooperated with Donghai Jianxiu and attacked them with all their strength, their spirit armored monster clan would definitely withdraw from the competition for the land of Sangyu.

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"Hehe, the human race has always been intriguing. The deity guessed that Han Banxian was probably hiding where he wanted to see us fight to the death with the opposite Donghai Jianxiu." A tall black armor with black scales on his face The demons laughed lightly.

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Beside him, there are blue-armored and black-armored monsters, as well as several colorful scaled-armored monsters, all of which have been transformed into human figures and are standing on the water waves.

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Hearing the words of the black-armored cultivator, a colorful spirit-armored demon flashed aura in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I always thought that Han Banxian would not be so simple."

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"Ling Sunyi, don't worry about it, my Lingjia clan is about to complete the entire layout of the East China Sea. When the army from outside the world gathers, we will be able to take down the East China Sea." The black armored monster standing in front waved his hand and spoke lightly.

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"That's right, in the land of Taoism, the secrets of heaven are blocked. This is a good opportunity for my Lingjia clan to rise. The layout of the fairy world is about to be completed." Another blue-armored demon chuckled softly.

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"Ugh—"

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Ahead, Donghai Jianxiu, opposite the land of Sangyu, started to move, and a figure of a major cultivator appeared, the long sword turned into a dragon shadow, and rammed towards the station of the Spirit Armored Monster Clan.

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Several cultivators of the spirit armour monster clan smiled and commanded the strong men behind them to deal with it calmly.

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As the great cultivator said before, if Han Muye and the sword cultivator behind him are still here, the two sides will attack and the Spirit Armor Monster Clan will have to retreat.

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At this time, the Donghai sword cultivator, who was already familiar with it, was really unable to let the spirit armor monsters withdraw from the land of Sangyu.

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However, although they did not retreat, because they were suppressed and bombarded by the sword formation led by Han Muye before, the Spirit Armor Monster Race was exhausted, and if they fought again at this time, the damage would be somewhat large.

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It's just that Donghai Jianxiu couldn't continue to attack, and under the circumstances of several spirit armor monster clan cultivators desperately fighting back, Jianxiu's side also slowly retreated.

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This fight lasted for ten days.

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Until the tenth day, the East China Sea shook again.

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"Yu Cang!"

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The big cultivator of the Spirit Armor Monster Clan widened his eyes.

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The source of the turmoil was Yu Cang!

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"That's it, Han Banxian!" The seven-colored demon's eyes flashed with aura, and his body burst into the sky.

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"His target is not Sang Yu at all, but Yu Cang!"

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All the spirit armor monsters present were gloomy.

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Their identities know what Yu Cang has.

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"In ten days, even if we return to help, it will be too late..." A big demon was pale and trembling all over.

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This place is too far away from Yu Cang, even if it is full of strength, it will take several days.

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For these few days, over there, the battle has been decided.

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"He, how did he know about Yu Cang?" A black armored demon gritted his teeth and whispered.

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"Return to help." Ahead, the seven-colored spirit-armored demon showed coldness in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice, "If Yu Cang is lost, my foundation in the East China Sea will be destroyed."

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After he finished speaking, the endless demonic light scattered from his body and connected with the demonic light on the Lingjia demon clan behind him.

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One after another demon light rose up, and the big demons in the land of Sangyu united, turned into a phantom shadow of the black armored big demon, and slowly lifted into the sky.

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The turmoil here attracted the attention of the opposite Jianxiu.

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"The Lingjia Monster Race is leaving Sangyu?" The leading black-robed Jianxiu showed a dignified sword intent.

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"Leave them." A Taoist stepped forward with a smile on his face: "If they want to save them, we naturally have to stop them."

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The others all smiled, and the sword light flashed on their bodies.

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"Edict—"

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In the void, a voice suddenly came.

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"Grandmaster Muye besieged Yu Cang, the base of the spirit armor monster clan, and Sang Yu Jianxiu did his best to hold back the spirit armor monster clan master here."

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"There is a great demon who turns to Yu Cang, and the sword cultivators here will kill them all!"

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Above the sky, the golden hand scrolls shone brightly.

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The power of heaven and earth descended from the sky and turned into a cage.

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The entire Sangyu land was suppressed.

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A square formation of sword cultivators appeared in front.

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The banner of the royal family of the Tianxuan Dynasty in Zhongzhou was raised.

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In the land of Sangyu, those sword cultivators looked up at the sky.

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A sword cultivator showed a cold look on his face, and said in a low voice, "Hmph, when will Zhongzhou take care of-"

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Before he finished speaking, a thunder light descended from the scroll of Skyrim.

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This thunder light turned into a chain, directly wrapping the kendo overhauler, the powerhouse in the heavenly realm.

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"Boom—"

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"Boom—"

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The thunder light raged, bombarding the great cultivator outside Jiao and inside.

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Fortunately, he didn't really have the heart to kill this person. After three lightning bolts, the chains disappeared.

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The surrounding Jianxiu raised their heads with palpitations.

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This is the power of heaven.

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Jianxiu, who was born in the East China Sea, was not bound by the rules of the king's way. He never imagined that one day, the power of the heavenly way would exist in the sky to replace the heavenly punishment of the East China Sea.

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"Okay, the Zhongzhou decree does not conflict with what we have done." The black-robed cultivator in front spoke lightly, his sword turned into a long dragon, and collided with the ghostly shadow of the 100,000-foot-long spirit-armored monster of the spirit-armored monster clan. go.

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"Boom—"

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The sword light shattered, and there was a stream of light surging on the phantom of the spirit-armored monster.

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In the land of Sangyu, the sword light reappeared, turned into an infinite stream of light, and slammed into the phantom of this big monster, like a pack of wolves biting.

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The light of the sword is like a dragon and tiger, soaring and moving, and each of them brings out an agile phantom.

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That sword is dizzying.

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Not far away, the Yellow Fat Tiger and Yun Duan standing on the bow stared at the sky.

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"In the end, it's the Great Eastern Sea cultivator. This level of combat power can already sweep half of the Central Province." Yun Duan narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

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Donghai Jianxiu is strong in individuals, and Zhongzhou Confucianism and Taoism are strong in the authority of Heaven.

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"No wonder the adoptive father wants to use the power of Donghai Jianxiu to suppress Zhongzhou Daomen." Huang Zhihu nodded and said softly.

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Han Muye acted on the bright side, borrowing Donghai Jianxiu to suppress all Taoist sects in Zhongzhou.

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This is also the case. When Yun Duan and the others leave the capital, they will be intercepted by the Southeastern Daomen.

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"Go ahead."

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After observing for a moment, Yun Duan raised her hand.

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Behind her, Gongsun Qingfeng nodded and flew up.

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Gongsun Qingfeng's kendo cultivation base is not under those of the great sword cultivators of the East China Sea, and he slashed out with a single sword, and a hundred miles of sword light shone.

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Following his sword, various phantoms floated above the army formations behind.

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Jian Xiu formed a formation, and the sword energy condensed into the phantoms of myriad gods and beasts, gathering sharp power.

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Gongsun Qingfeng's sword light as a guide, led the sword lights of the sword cultivators behind to rush out into the sky, and crashed into the ghost shadow of the spirit armor monster clan on the sky.

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"Boom—"

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Millions of people slammed into the illusory body of the big monster, causing the big monster to vibrate and almost collapse.

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The speed of the flying escape dropped instantly.

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Donghai Jianxiu took advantage of the opportunity to pierce the sword light and strangle him quickly, causing the streamer to shine.

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"Zhongzhou, this is the weather..." A Taoist who turned his long sword into a hundred-zhang sword light looked at the sword light drawn in Gongsun Qingfeng's hand, and said softly.

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The others turned their heads, their eyes fell on the thick sword shadow, and the corners of their eyes moved slightly.

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Millions of people work together to strike, this kind of method is only available in Zhongzhou.

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Donghai Jianxiu is good at fighting on his own, and it is really difficult to fight in formation.

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But these unruly and loose sword cultivators, under the control of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, quickly displayed unimaginable combat power.

With the power of this sword, he was already able to compete with these great cultivators.

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"Boom—"

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Gongsun Qingfeng shot again, attracting the sword light of another million people to join forces.

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With a single blow, the phantom of the big demon of the Spirit Armor Clan was as thin as paper.

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"Ang—"

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The big demon roared loudly, and his body of 100,000 zhang suddenly turned back and charged towards the Zhongzhou army formation.

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The sword light in Gongsun Qingfeng's hand moved, and the sword lights condensed into a wall.

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In the land of Sangyu, the eyes of those sword cultivators flickered.

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"Go!"

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The great cultivator standing in front let out a low voice and rose to the ground.

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"If the Crown Prince of Zhongzhou is injured today, I am afraid that my Donghai sword cultivator will be swept away by Zhongzhou Wen Xiang to destroy the inheritance of the sect." A great monk who transformed the gods shouted, his sword turned into a chain, and he was facing the big monster of the spirit armor monster clan. Shadow cover to go.

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The Prime Minister of Zhongzhou!

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Looking up, the edict of the sky is shining brightly.

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That is the power of heaven hanging high. If Jianxiu didn't help him at this time, I'm afraid there will be endless thunder.

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"Boom—"

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One after another sword light turned into chains, locking the ghosts of the spirit armour monsters, making them slower and slower.

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With a smile on the cloud satin standing on the bow, he said lightly, "Fortunately, it's not too stupid."

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Behind her and Huang Zhihu, the pale-faced cultivators looked at each other, and they were all ashamed.

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Even a great cultivator like myself, there are no two little girls who are calm.

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No wonder these two little guys can command a million army and dare to run across the East China Sea.

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"Killing the evil spirits will restore the heavens and the heavens."

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A golden light shot out from Yun Duan's hand, and thunder scattered from the edict of the sky, smashing at the phantom of the big demon transformed by the spirit-armored demon clan.

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The thunder is like rain, and the sky is connected to the sea.

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The big demon phantom in it let out a miserable howl, its body shattered, and finally scattered into thousands of cultivators of the spirit armour monster clan.

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The thunder light fell, and the great cultivator was enveloped by these thunder lights, and his body could only twist and turn into nothingness.

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In a thunderstorm, the Spirit Armor Monster Clan lost more than half!

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The other big monsters were also wounded, breaking through the obstacles and running around.

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"Chase." Huang Zhihu's voice came.

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At the rear, army formations stepped out on the waves, with the shadows of the army formations above their heads, chasing and killing those big monks of the spirit armour monster clan.

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A great monk without the will to fight is just a lamb to be slaughtered.

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Those Donghai sword cultivators looked at each other and flew up.

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If we don't fight now, when will we wait?

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Looking at the defeated Spirit Armor Monster Race, as well as the army formation and Donghai Jianxiu who were chasing away, Yun Duan smiled lightly and raised his hand to point forward.

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"Let's go to Sangyu."

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Behind her, ten large ships and hundreds of thousands of left-behind troops rushed forward.

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Occupy Sangyu and get the greatest wealth in the East China Sea!

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Those Jianxiu who chased away looked back, with regrets flashing on their faces.

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But it is useless to be entangled at this time. The best time to pursue the big monk of the Lingjia monster clan is to give up, it is not worth it.

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What's more, Prince Yun Duan had already issued an edict before, but if a cultivator of the Spirit Armor Clan was let go to Yu Cang, then the sword cultivator here would be buried with him.

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"Fairy Wood"

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You have no jokes.

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What Yun Duan said, there is heaven to testify, and it will not be taken back.

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"Killing, it's not too bad to be able to get rid of the Donghai Lingjia Monster Race." The Donghai Kendo Master who was rushing ahead sighed and took the lead.

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At this moment, Yu Cang, who was millions of miles away, was already shining like a star river.

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Hundreds of sword formations surrounded Yu Cang, who was no more than a hundred miles in diameter.

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Yu Cang, it seems to be just a suspended mountain, but it is actually a place connected to the outside world, full of space power.

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The sword light struck, and countless cracks appeared in the void.

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"Roar--"

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With a roar, an old black armored monster with a length of 1,000 meters rushed out and slammed into Han Muye.

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Han Muye stood there, his expression unchanged.

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Beside him, Gu Yuanlong flew up and stabbed with a sword in his hand.

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"Boom—"

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The body of the black armored monster was directly pierced.

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However, the direction of the body that penetrated the hole did not change, and it went straight to Han Muye.

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Gu Yuanlong's expression changed. Just as he was about to use his sword again, he saw a sword light slash down from Han Muye's hand.

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Jianguang rowed a long river in front of him, filled with endless starlight.

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The corpse of the big demon slammed into the galaxy, continuously advancing and swimming, but it became slower and farther away.

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"Boom—"

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The body of the big demon burst apart and turned into nothingness, leaving only one after another of qi and blood demon light to feed the heaven and earth.

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Gu Yuanlong's body shone with aura, and a look of shame appeared on his face.

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"Han Banxian, I was careless."

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Donghai Jianxiu would also fight to the death, but he would not explode his body so desperately.

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Gu Yuanlong could never have imagined that a great demon who came out of the heavens would die like this.

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"The Spirit Armor Monster Race is different from other races." Han Muye shook his head and turned his gaze forward.

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Over there, in the flash of aura, the cracks in the space are expanding, and there are endless black voids appearing.

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"Boom—"

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Another big demon collided, but this big demon was unlucky. Before reaching Han Muye, his body slammed into a crack in the void and was torn into two pieces. Even if it exploded, it exploded twice.

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On Han Muye's body, the sword light flashed.

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In front of him, the galaxy that disappeared before reappeared.

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"There is a big secret in this space, so the Spirit Armor Monster Race will desperately protect it."

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"I'm very curious, what kind of secret is it that makes these Spirit Armor monsters strong and not afraid of death."

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He took a step forward and moved the sword in his hand again.

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"The way of space, a sword is a thousand miles."

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"I have a sword named Duankong."

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Here in Jianguang, there seems to be an infinite space superimposed in front, and in the brilliance, it is pierced into a gourd by Jianguang.

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"Bam—"

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"Bam—"

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The bodies of the great demons were pierced by the sword light, causing a roar to explode.

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The space barrier in the void was finally torn apart, revealing the real face of Yu Cangdi.

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"His—"

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Whether it was Gu Yuanlong, Guo Tianjin, or the other Donghai sword cultivators, their eyes widened.

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The green mountains in front disappeared, leaving behind countless bones.

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Mountains of bones!

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This is how many creatures from the East China Sea have been killed to form such a mountain of bones!

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The Spirit Armor Monster Race is actually evil to such an extent!

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Above the bones, there are golden auras shining, turning into a great formation.

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A figure sitting on the big formation opened his eyes.

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These are all big monsters in the form of human beings, with agile halos flashing on their bodies.

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Heaven!

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Thousands of great monsters in the heavens!

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Han Muye narrowed his eyes, staring straight ahead. Shen Sheng said: "No wonder there are so many great monks in the spirit armor monster clan, it turned out to be spawned by a secret method."

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His eyes fell on the bone mountain.

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"Aren't you afraid of divine scourge with such means of spawning?"

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Speaking of this, he was stunned.

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Those great cultivators of the Spirit Armored Monster Clan felt that they would be suppressed by the power of heaven, so it was!

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Also, why did you come here? It's all your own calculations. Could it be that there is no push from heaven?

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You, yourself, is a curse!

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"Everyone, did you see it?" Han Muye pointed the front of the sword in his hand and shouted loudly.

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I saw it.

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I saw it earlier.

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Hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators all gritted their teeth, staring at the White Bone Mountains in front of them.

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This is the accumulation of how many lives!

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"Should you kill these spirit-armored monsters?" Han Muye held the sword in his hand to evoke a magnificent sword light, and shouted loudly ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Kill! "

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"kill!"

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"kill!"

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Behind him, the sword formation did not need his urging, and it had turned into a great sword, slashing at the big monsters who slowly got up.

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Even if it is tens of thousands of heavens, what about it?

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What if you die now?

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For the obsession in my heart, I will die without regrets!

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"Boom—"

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The sword light slashed down, the monster that twisted and was unable to control its own power was directly smashed into pieces, and then a magnificent power of feeding back appeared.

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These big monsters seem to be in heaven, but in fact they have power, and they can't even control their own power!

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Seeing this situation, Han Muye laughed and flew out.

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Gu Yuanlong, Guo Tianjin and the others also followed behind Han Muye, rushing towards those big monsters.

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Killing a great monster in the heavenly realm can give back a lot of power!

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"Boom—"

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In the void, a crack that tore apart the world appeared.

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Countless spirit armor monsters descended from the sky.

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Han Muye raised his head and said indifferently, "Tianxuan, it's not a place where you can go wild."

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