Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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There are no rules in Yunteng Wasteland.

These scattered small towns are just following the rules of the balance of the parties, and they are formed spontaneously based on their own transactions.

Among them, there may be strong suppression, but not many.

For example, at this time, Zhang Zhenbiao swung his long sword to kill, all the immortal cultivators and big demons who blocked the way, those who were not cultivated enough could only die, and even those who could stop them quietly retreated.

Although Zhang Zhenbiao and the others did not wear the robes of Jianzong, the sword light was clearly the shadow of Xuanling Jianzong.

Xuanling Sword Sect, the entire Rain Covering Immortal Realm is at the overlord level, who wants to provoke it?

Hundreds of trial disciples did not hesitate, followed behind Zhang Zhenbiao and rushed into the town.

After forming a simple sword formation, the combined combat power of these trial disciples and Zhang Zhenbiao was able to sweep this small town.

No one dared to really resist.

After all, Han Muye's sword light was hanging high.

Besides, this Yunlan Town is just a place where all parties can set up camps at will, who wants to work hard for such a place that has no ownership?

In just an hour, Zhang Zhenbiao and the others took over and controlled the entire town.

In fact, who controls this town is completely meaningless to the cultivators and those big demons.

You control it, I will leave later, and never come again.

I am afraid that the town is only under control today, and tomorrow, this Yunlan Town will disappear, and then these people will gather elsewhere.

This is Yunteng Wasteland.

It is precisely because of this lack of focus that the forces of all parties cannot really establish a stronghold in the wasteland and truly control the wasteland.

Here, the real resources are everything displayed incisively and vividly.

Next to the small square in the center of Yunlan Town, in a small attic with only two floors, Han Muye sat upright.

In front of him were several immortal cultivators wearing blue-grey robes, among them two half-demons, a big demon in the form of a heavenly realm.

Half-demon is a method of cultivating the blood of the demon clan. Their own combat power is mainly based on the power of the demon clan, and they are collectively referred to as practitioners who are constantly demonizing.

In a sense, Han Muye is actually a half-demon cultivator.

He has refined the bloodline power of Baxia and Kui Niu.

It's just that he doesn't seek demonization, nor does he focus on demon power.

At this time, although these people stood there with some respectful expressions, how could there be any respect in their eyes?

"Everyone, my surname is Han. I came to Yunlan Town to do something." Han Muye looked up at these indifferent masters and said softly.

These people are all powerful people in Yunlan Town, and they have gathered here for various reasons.

The strongest among them is already the Heavenly Venerate Realm at the peak of the Immortals.

That big demon is also the pinnacle of semi-holy.

Han Muye's words, these people did not listen to them.

Each expression did not change.

They are the masters who have wandered in the wasteland for a long time, without seeing a rabbit and not throwing an eagle.

Han Muye called them together, naturally wanting to subdue them and make them die.

It's just that this is the Yunteng Wasteland, there are some things, don't even think about it.

Zhang Zhenbiao, who was standing aside, gathered his sword intent.

But that doesn't scare these people at all.

What you want is to control this place, kill all the strong people, and everyone will be scattered tomorrow, let's see how you control it.

Han Muye waved his hand and tapped the other hand on the hilt of a broken blue sword.

There are more than ten long swords of different styles on the long table in front of him.

After Han Muye finished speaking, he stopped talking, and just kept checking the images in his mind, summarizing the information obtained from these swords.

In the attic, the atmosphere was slightly dull, only the sound of Han Muye **** the hilt of the sword.

After a cup of tea time, the big demon couldn't help it any longer and whispered, "What do you want?"

Behind him, a blue wolf shadow appeared.

Although the other people did not move, they were all on guard.

Han Muye slowly retracted his fingers, then raised his hand and patted it forward.

"boom-"

A cyan fairy light turned into a torrent and directly hit the big monster's chest, knocking it out of the attic.

"Hu Liaochi, go back and tell you the Qinglang clan in the wasteland. Within three days, get out of Yunlan Town within a radius of 100,000 miles. Otherwise, I will destroy you all."

Han Muye's voice resounded throughout the town, causing everyone's expressions to change.

Hu Liaochi, that is the big demon of the blue wolf clan.

Although the Green Wolf in the Wasteland is not a large ethnic group that can suppress a party in the wasteland, it can be regarded as a local snake in this area of ​​thousands of miles.

The forces of all parties can only let the demons and beasts in the wasteland all over the place and leave them alone.

After all, the Yunteng Wasteland borders the Bitter Immortal Territory, and there is the arrangement of the Immortal Demon King in the Bitter Immortal Territory behind the uneven protection.

At this time, Han Muye even threatened to make the Qinglang family leave the land of 100,000 miles.

Not to mention whether the Blue Wolf clan would really be obedient, even if they were obedient, they couldn't do it.

How is it possible to move out within three days?

Nahu Liao Chi was knocked out by a blow, and his body swelled, turning into a blue wolf of thirty feet, baring his teeth, his body filled with demonic energy.

The immortal cultivators watching in the attic and outside quietly retreated.

In Han Muye's hands, streaks of cyan light gathered together, and finally turned into a curtain of light that appeared over the central square of the town.

Above the light curtain, lines are interlaced, and there are also small dots of cyan, green, gold and red on it.

"This is a map of 100,000 miles around Yunlan Town!" Someone could not help shouting when they saw what was displayed on the light screen.

"Those lines are a bit like commercial roads everywhere, but smaller—" Someone whispered in confusion.

"Cyan, it should be the town's stronghold, I can see where Yunlan Town is, that green, golden..."

There were speculations everywhere, but no one could say what was on it.

Han Muye slowly got up and walked to the attic window.

"Cyan, is the surrounding towns, green, is the gathering place of small forces from all over the world, and gold is the mineral deposits that have been identified."

Han Muye looked down and spoke slowly.

From those swords, he gathered information about the surrounding forces and turned it into this detailed map.

With reference to this map, he can do many things.

Han Muye's eyes fell on Hu Liaochi: "Red, it's the Blue Wolf clan and the other forces that I want to expel and destroy."

"In a month, I want these red dots to disappear."

Within a month, within a radius of 100,000 miles, these nearly 100 red dots disappeared.

The expressions on many people's faces have turned into panic.

Every red dot here represents a force stronger than Yunlan Town.

Who is this person in front of him, and what background does he dare to have such arrogant thoughts?

Will his propaganda bring disaster to the entire Yunlan Town?

Many people quietly retreated, preparing to leave Yunlan Town and the surrounding thousands of miles before the turmoil started.

Han Muye glanced around, taking everyone's actions in his eyes.

It is understandable to drive away evildoers and avoid disasters.

He turned to look at Hu Liaochi below.

"I don't have much time left for you."

Han Muye waved his hand, and a golden incense stick ignited.

He reached out and pointed to a small red dot on the light curtain that was closest to Yunlan Town.

"After three days, destroy this place first."

Hu Liaochi turned his head and stared at the red dot on the light curtain, and his figure changed back to that of a black-robed man.

With murderous intent in his eyes, he slowly turned his head and looked at Han Muye: "Qingcaoling station, okay, I'll wait for you there."

"You come to kill me."

After he finished speaking, he turned into a wolf, and with a long whistle, nearly a hundred voices inside and outside the town responded, and then the giant blue wolves converged and ran away with him.

There was chaos in the town.

Han Muye stood on top of the attic, with a deep look in his eyes.

"What is the significance of Big Brother Han's actions?" Looking at Han Muye standing in front, Zhao Chen asked in confusion.

"Liwei." Chu Lao, who rarely speaks, said in a low voice.

"We have been immersed in business for too long, and we are used to making money with anger." Zuo Baichou nodded, looked at the chaotic cultivators in front, and whispered softly.

"Yes, if you want to suppress one side, you must use both kindness and power." Zhang Zhenbiao stretched out his finger and pointed to the blue and red light spots on the light curtain.

"There is a golden light spot next to the Qingcao Ridge station, which is a mineral deposit."

"To drive away the Qinglang family, this mine will naturally fall into the hands of my Yunlan Town."

"With the benefit of this mine, these people who have left can be brought back."

Zhang Zhenbiao has been sitting on one side for thousands of years and is very familiar with such methods.

But he knew that if it was himself, he would definitely not dare to do so.

Because this is not the Fuliao Wasteland, and it is not under the rule of Xuanling Jianzong.

This is the Yunteng Wasteland, and there are no rules here.

Only, strength.

And this is exactly what Han Muye has.

Looking up at Han Muye, whose face was indifferent, with a faint sword light flowing on his body, Zhang Zhenbiao's eyes flashed with anticipation.

He placed everything on this Junior Brother Han, hoping that he was not wrong.

"boom-"

Half a day later, there was a roar in the western sky.

A blue-gray demon light flashed, and the clouds that cut through the sky flew down towards Yunlan Town.

The gust of wind that evoked it was like a thunderbolt.

For hundreds of miles around the town, everyone looked up.

At this time, only two adults were still in the town.

Others are looking from outside the town.

"It's the demon saint of the blue wolf clan."

Cultivation of demons and sanctification.

Such powerhouses are already suppressing the existence of thousands of miles.

"I know that there are three demon saints on Qingcao Ridge. Among them, the most grumpy one is the great blue wolf demon Chu Jiwu."

Outside Yunlan Town, an old man in a pale golden robe narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Let's stay away, the saints fight, and the mountains and the earth are torn apart."

Immortal world is stable, it is difficult to break the void.

But these powerhouses who have cultivated to the realm of immortals, their strength has been exhausted, and it is still very easy to move mountains and mountains, and collapse the mountains and rivers with one blow.

"You dare to provoke my Blue Wolf Saint Clan, you are really courting death—"

There was the sound of wolf howling in the void, and then there was a violent drink.

A hundred-zhang blue wolf phantom smashed down from the sky and headed towards the center of Yunlan Town.

Han Muye stood there, the sword light already appeared on his body, leading the big monster to look for it.

Zhao Chen and the others looked at each other and stepped aside.

Han Muye wanted to stand up, so he naturally did it himself.

Before occupying Yunlan Town, Han Muye had never attacked.

"Kuraga-"

The sound of a long sword unsheathed was heard.

The sound is melodious and can be heard a hundred miles away.

"Good sword!"

"At least it's a magic weapon!"

"Could it be the elite of the Xuanling Sword Sect?"

All eyes and spiritual thoughts turned to the origin of the sword light.

A hundred feet of sword light, with a hint of pale golden cold light in the blue.

This sword light, even if it is separated by a hundred miles, also makes people feel chills in their hearts.

"Sword Fairy!"

"He Zhijianxian, this sword contains the power of cloud, thunder and fire, once it is stimulated, it will definitely destroy the sky and destroy the earth."

The sword flew out.

Everyone wanted to see the fight between this sword and the big blue wolf demon.

Such a sword fairy, the battle with a wasteland demon saint must be wonderful.

Such battles may not be seen in a hundred years.

The more you cultivate to a higher place, the less you start the battle lightly.

"Good come-"

The green wolf wrapped in the demonic energy shouted loudly, and then stuck out its sharp claws.

The ten-zhang wolf claws slammed toward the sword light, as if it was about to smash the sword light into pieces with one blow.

"when-"

Crispy.

Then, the black wolf claws broke.

Jianguang followed suit.

The blood color and the demon light soaked the sky.

The clouds dissipated.

There seems to be echoes of wolf howling in the void.

But the demon saint who let out a wolf howl has died.

With one sword, cut the blue wolf demon saint!

There was a sound of inhalation all around Yunlan Town.

This sword is really strong and domineering to the extreme!

It seems like an understatement, but he directly killed a big blue wolf demon. Not only did he fail to resist, but even his primordial spirit was directly strangled.

What is ruthless?

This is!

After a sword, the world was silent.

Han Muye raised his hand, the long sword returned, and the sword light dissipated, leaving only a three-foot green peak.

He raised his hand and stroked the sword, then shook his head and said lightly, "Too weak."

too weak!

A demon saint of the Blue Wolf clan was actually called too weak.

Is this arrogance, or is it really powerful and dismissive?

In the silence, the immortal cultivators who were about to leave quietly stopped.

On the wasteland, only relying on the strong can go further.

If Han Muye can show the power to convince everyone, they don't mind staying in Yunlan Town.

For two days, no one from the Qinglang family came to Yunlan Town.

However, according to the information gathered by all parties from the business road, the Qinglang family has already had a strong person going to Qingcaoling.

In this way, they were waiting for Han Muye at the Green Wolf Clan's residence in Qingcao Ling.

I don't know the current situation, whether this mysterious powerhouse from Yunlan Town dares to go.

"The golden incense is about to burn out. He is still not moving. I am afraid he will not go." Looking at the golden incense on the square, there was only a trace of light left, and someone whispered.

"So what? After all, soldiers are not tired of deceit. He can slay the demon saint with one sword. He is already powerful. Even if he doesn't go to Qingcao Ridge, there is nothing wrong with waiting here." Seeing Han Muye's sword, someone started to speak for him.

"Scent, it's over."

"boom-"

At the moment when the golden incense burned out, a sword light shot up from Han Muye's body and entered the clouds.

The long sword rolled up violently, driving the surrounding thousands of miles into a giant sword that spanned hundreds of miles.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the long sword spanned thousands of miles and slashed down with one sword.

Until the long sword turned into a three-foot green front, swayed back, and then hung quietly in the sky above Yunlan Town, there was still silence between heaven and earth.

After half a day, news came.

"Qingcaoling, was flattened by a sword."

"The Qinglang clan has 180,000 people, eight demon saints, and three human immortals, all of them fell under that sword."

When he heard the news, a piece of spiritual material in Zhao Chen's hand fell to the ground.

"Is my big brother Han so fierce..."

The merchant across from him had a gleam in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "This son, if you want to know the address of the Yutie Sanjie Mine, I can sell it to you."

Originally, it has been grinding for a long time and not sold~www.wuxiahere.com~Is it sold immediately?

A smile appeared on Zhao Chen's face.

At this moment, Elder Chu, who was behind him, stepped out and stood beside Zhao Chen, with a golden halo spreading out on his body.

In the sky, the clouds gathered together, and a huge claw of ten thousand feet fell from the sky, as if to shatter the entire Yunlan Town with a single blow!

Han Muye stood in front of Qingshi Square, looking at the huge wolf claws that he grabbed on the head, with a faint smile on his face.

It should come, it will always come.

Yunteng Wasteland, killing three or five Heavenly Venerates, who can deter?

"After today, I, Han Muye, should have a place in this Yunteng Wasteland."

Han Muye whispered lightly, and then stepped out one step, straight into the void, and reached out to hold the long sword that was still hanging.

"Since you're here, just stay."