Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The void is dark, and the sword light is bright.

The sword is in front, as if the blood is burning!

This sword, fast.

This sword is firm.

This sword is domineering!

Outside the Immortal Burial City, how many years hasn't a sword repairer stepped out of the city and cut out a sword?

Outside the city of immortal burial, how many years have only people stepped backwards and stepped into the air, wielding swords and beheading gods?

"Behead God!" Someone exclaimed above the city head.

"Slaying God." In the center of Immortal Burial City, Immortal Ziyu's eyes showed a bright halo, and the sword intent on his body seemed to be aroused, shaking endlessly.

"This kid, is he going to behead God?" Tianyaomen's Huyuan Xianjun showed a hint of surprise on his face, turning his head to look outside the city of Immortal Burial.

"In my Immortal Burial City, how many years haven't such a brave boy come?" A glimmer of admiration flashed in the eyes of Xianjun Tiehe of the Bloody Battle Sect.

The Blood War Sect has always pursued an undefeated blood battle, and Han Muye's fighting appearance was very angry with Immortal Tie He.

At the front of the city, the immortal cultivators who were stationed were all staring at the sword in Han Muye's hand.

"Is this guy so sluggish?"

"As soon as you come, you will behead God, where did this Mengren come from?"

"Cut God..."

"boom-"

The sword light traversed a hundred thousand zhang and landed directly in front of the Protoss holding a long sword.

Don't care about the slaughtering fairy, don't care about the dark beast, with a sword in his hand, only a god!

The fierceness of the sword light makes people close their eyes.

The sword that Han Muye threw out directly suppressed all the light.

There is light in the heart, and there is divine light in the sword.

The Protoss powerhouse holding a long sword showed surprise on his face, and raised the sword in his hand.

Blood and gold flashed in the dark void.

This sword light was suffocating, and ten gloomy bone dragons were drawn out, which slammed into Han Muye's sword light.

As an expert from the Protoss who has been sitting outside the Immortal Burial City for thousands of years, and a master who has hunted down thousands of immortal cultivators, he knows what to do today.

A sword cultivator who dares to step out of the city to fight, if he is allowed to go back alive, it will greatly damage the morale of the front line.

"kill!"

The ten ancient dragons exploded directly, twisting the sword light and covering up the sword light on it.

The light outside the city head, but flickering, was silent.

That's it.

The protoss strong man with a long sword chuckled.

Let you see the light, and let the light disappear.

On the top of the city, all the immortal cultivators sank in their hearts.

really.

Killing God, how can it be so easy...

Around Han Muye, ten illusory figures were already surrounding him.

A slaughtering envoy of Shizhang with a sledgehammer raised the sledgehammer and slammed it down.

But Han Muye's eyes didn't even blink.

He raised his hand and pinched his fingertips into a sword tactic.

"boom-"

Ten bone dragons burst!

The sword light that was surrounded by it turned into ten thousand paths, and instantly wrapped the Protoss powerhouse holding a long sword!

Trap the sword!

This was transformed by the sword of his primordial spirit, and he knew how strong his sword was.

Not to mention the ten bone dragons gathered in a hurry, even a hundred can't stop them.

His sword has light.

With his sword, he walks righteously.

"boom-"

The sledgehammer that was headed down was blocked by a long sword.

Baiyue Sword Immortal Baitu's sword is not strong, but it is long enough.

With a sword, the sledgehammer was blocked, and then led to the side.

Three sword lights shone, enclosing the ten phantoms.

Three sword immortal figures stood in front of Han Muye, blocking the space.

The Wind Spirit Sword Immortal Su was built beside Han Muye, with ten sword lights swirling around him.

He has the fastest speed and can best protect Han Muye.

Sword array.

But in an instant, the situation changed drastically.

Han Muye's body is as solid as gold.

The Protoss powerhouse was enveloped by the sword light.

"Cut God."

Han Muye whispered softly.

"Zhen Shen!" Several sword immortals shouted loudly, and the sword light became even more fiery.

"Slaying God!" A shout came from above the city head.

There was uncontrollable excitement in that voice.

"Cut God!"

In the Immortal Burial City, countless voices came out.

In the former Immortal Burial City, whenever the city head was anxious, a strong man would take action and kill the Protoss to shock.

At that time, the whole city shouted.

How long have you not seen this scene?

"Zhen Shen..." A sound of gold and iron rubbing sounded.

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.

"I really want to, kill the god." The sword light on Ziyu Xianjun gathered intensely, and his eyes showed a bright light that penetrated the space.

"Zhan Shen, is he also the one who killed me in the Temple of God?" Yuhe Xianjun whispered softly.

Cut the temple.

The other Immortal Monarchs were slightly taken aback.

"Is he going to complete the ancient ritual of beheading the temple and enter the temple?" The Demon King Tutian slowly turned his head and widened his eyes.

There was a rumor about the Temple of Beheading, and only if the gods were actually killed would they be considered people in the Temple of Beheading.

After beheading the Protoss and tainted with the blood of the Protoss, he will always stand on the opposite side of the Protoss.

Such a person is the one who kills the temple itself, and there is no possibility of betrayal.

In the entire rain-covering immortal world, the Temple of Slaying is not only in Jianzong, and the people in it are not only Jianxiu.

But now, how many people have actually killed the Protoss?

The new recruits in the Temple of Slaying are just as good as their cultivation base and potential.

As for beheading the gods, it has long since become a legend.

"kill-"

Ahead, Han Muye, who was holding a sword in his hand, suddenly shouted loudly.

The strong sword light revolved, grinding down the Protoss powerhouse trapped in it.

Visible to the naked eye, the divinity escapes.

It's really beheading!

At this moment, everyone in front was stunned.

Everyone watched this scene silently.

"Insanity."

A voice sounded in the void, and a majestic blade of light slashed towards Han Muye.

This sword light is more magnificent than the previous sword light that shattered the world!

At least Daluo Jinxian's methods are not ordinary Daluo.

I'm afraid I can't take this knife.

Above the city head, a sword light is brewing.

"Senior Spirit Sword Jinxian seems to be helping this God Slayer today." Someone chuckled when they saw the sword light.

"Senior Lingjian likes guys who dare to fight the most." Someone on the other side nodded.

In the city, there seems to be a gathering of fairy lights.

Today, it is absolutely impossible for this sword light to kill Han Muye.

"Royal."

Han Muye whispered softly.

Around the body, the sword lights that had swept away ten phantoms gathered together, and the wind spirit sword fairy Su Jian moved with his figure.

The five-handed long swords turned into one, and the sword light reached the sky against the trend!

"boom-"

The sword light collided with the sword light, and then shattered instantly.

But as the sword light pressed down, the second sword light below had risen.

The third way, the fourth way, the fifth way, the sixth way!

The sword light was almost endless, slowly consuming the sword light of the Great Luojing.

"Good battle!"

"pretty!"

Above the city head, there was a shout.

The five sword cultivators formed a formation to block Daluo's sword.

Such means should be applauded everywhere.

"Om-"

With the sword light blocking it, Han Muye's sword light revolved more rapidly.

Among them, more and more gods have been cut down.

The strong divinity escaped, turning the surrounding space into golden yellow.

Several immortal slaying envoys seemed to be attracted by this divinity, and their bodies moved there unconsciously.

A group of phantoms also drifted past unconsciously.

"Humph."

There was a cold snort in the void, and a figure in a black robe fell outside the sword formation.

Protoss.

Second Protoss!

No, it's number three!

There is no long knife in this hand.

"boom-"

In the void, the second sword light slashed.

Then, on the other side, the third knife light followed!

The two Protoss powerhouses shot at the same time.

With this kind of sword light, the only thing that can be picked up from the top of the city is the war puppet.

But the puppet won't leave the city.

"Go back!"

Someone shouted from the top of the city.

Returning to the city head, no matter how strong the knife light is, there will be a war puppet to pick it up.

Back to the city head, with the help of the big array, you can block these two sword lights.

Of course, if you retreat, God Slaying will naturally not continue.

But at this time, facing the rescue of the three Protoss, it was impossible for Zan Shen to continue.

To be able to do this, even if he didn't kill the opponent, he was already proud enough.

Above the city head, an old man wearing a gray robe and disheveled hair held a golden long sword in his hand, his eyes shining brightly.

"Boy, let me see if you have the courage."

The old man whispered softly, the sword light on his body converged, but the sword in his hand was already shining brightly.

At the rear of the city, Immortal Ziyu moved and flew above ten thousand feet.

Beside him, several Immortal Monarchs also lifted off into the sky.

"The other party's Xianjun hasn't moved." Yuhe Xianjun whispered.

"Never mind, this kid has an appetite anyway." Immortal Hu Yuan grinned, twisting his wrist slightly, showing a hint of fanaticism on his face.

"Forget it, I haven't been out of the city for a long time."

"Fuck, I haven't had the courage to come here for less than a day."

His words caused the expressions of the other people to change slightly.

Don't say, they really haven't been out of the city for a long time.

Stationed in Immortal Burial City, as the strongest five Immortal Monarchs did not leave the city, others can be imagined.

"This kid must be saved today." Immortal Tie He let out a low voice, his figure moved, and he stepped out.

If Han Muye died today, the loss of Immortal Burial City would not be as simple as a Sword Immortal.

The loss is the morale of the entire Immortal Burial City!

"Not only can't die," Ziyu Xianjun flashed strong fighting intent in his eyes, and the sword light burst on his body: "I can't retreat yet."

Can't go back!

It seems that it is okay to take a step back, but it is a loss for the Taoism of Jianxiu and the Taoism of all immortal cultivators in the entire Immortal Burial City.

Protoss, invincible?

Then see if you can cut it!

"Boy, you are going to kill God with all your strength." Immortal Ziyu's voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.

"This Immortal Lord will keep you from dying."

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Finally, it attracted the attention of these Immortal Monarchs.

Well, have a good fight today!

Taking a deep breath, he ignored the two sword lights above his head, and the sword of his primordial spirit slammed into dispersal.

"Om-"

The sword light shrouded ten thousand feet!

The newly arrived Protoss powerhouse, several figures of Slaughtering Immortals, and hundreds of phantoms, were locked by the sword light, trapped in it!

Not only will he not retreat, but he will even kill the second Protoss!

The changes in the battlefield outside the Immortal Burial City made everyone's eyes widen.

"This guy is so tough..."

The Taoist mouth in the green robe whispered.

"This is, I'm really not afraid of death, or-" The blue-armored immortal cultivator who spoke was shining brightly, and he clenched his fists, "It's because of strength."

"boom-"

That ball of sword light intertwined, locking all the space, and the surrounding void was chopped apart.

Two at least the gods of the Great Luojing were crushed among them, as well as those who killed the immortals and the dark beasts, all were consumed by the sword light.

It can be seen with the naked eye that one after another divine nature is gathered.

Except for the two Protoss, the others, whether they were Slaughtering Immortals or Dark Warcraft, could not stop the sword light and had been directly beheaded.

This sword formation is strong enough.

On the top of the city, the faces of those immortal cultivators showed envy.

"It's outrageous."

A dark red divine light smashed down towards the sword formation.

"Tuyu God General, why bother with the younger generation?" A voice sounded at the top of the city, and the Tutian Demon King in golden armor laughed and said loudly: "How about we get close and close?"

As his voice fell, his body turned into a big golden-winged bird ten feet tall, with golden halos in his eyes flashing, and every feather on his body showed a streamer that ripped through the void.

The big monster of the Immortal King Realm is already the strongest existence in a fairy realm. At this time, he stands at the head of the city, and the momentum on his body protects the entire city head.

The God Race powerhouse opposite seemed to be stunned by the momentum and words of the Demon King Tutian, and the divine light did not fall for a while.

"boom-"

Above Han Muye's head, two sword lights have converged.

The five sword lights below rose up and connected to it.

This time, the sword light shattered directly, and the five Bai Tu and Su Jian were trembling all over and their faces were pale.

It is impossible for their sword formation to stop the two big Luos from joining forces at one time.

In a head-to-head confrontation, the sword formation could barely suppress Jinxian and fight against Da Luo.

Of course, so far, this sword formation is not complete enough.

But at the moment when the sword light shattered, a streamer floated behind Han Muye.

The sixth sword light!

The sword light flashed and merged into the broken sword array.

Six Profound Heavenly Yuan Formation.

This was born out of the Zhou Tian Sword Formation, a sword formation with greater combat power.

The advantage of this sword formation is that it gathers more power with fewer people.

This is the most suitable battle formation for the strong.

"boom-"

The sword light condensed by the six sword lights flicked lightly, and it resisted the sword light on the sky.

The sword light trembled and rotated continuously, wrapping the sword light, and then consuming it.

Just like Han Muye's Primordial Divine Sword.

Of the four Protoss powerhouses, two were suppressed, and two swordsmen were resisted.

There is also a **** clan immortal monarch level powerhouse hidden in the back, who was blocked by the demon king Tutian.

Outside the city today, it turned out to be evenly matched.

No, it is the fairy world that has the upper hand!

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

When was there such a scene outside the Immortal Burial City?

One hundred thousand years ago, ten million years ago?

It is said that the Immortal Burial City of that year was able to fight head-on and face the Protoss without falling.

"kill!"

At the head of the city, I don't know who shouted loudly.

"kill-"

Countless loud voices condensed into a black giant beast phantom, which emerged above the Immortal Burial City.

This giant beast has the shadow of those black armored war puppets, but it looks like a beast.

"Wuzhiqi." Han Muye's eyes fell on the giant beast and he whispered softly.

The ancient mythical beasts are proud of fighting, and they have been fighting continuously since birth.

Wuzhiqi is said to be able to smash a world with one punch, and he once led the ancient beasts to attack the gods.

"when-"

The sword light above Han Muye's head was blocked.

The two Protoss powerhouses in black robes and overcoats had gloomy expressions, and the long knives in their hands were staggered.

"I can't stay." A Protoss strong man snorted coldly and raised his hand.

Behind, countless dark beasts roared.

Below, those tall and strong figures waving their long hammers and swords in their hands also gathered.

"Protect them." Someone shouted.

There was silence in the city.

All the cultivators looked at each other.

How to protect?

How many spells to sway, and cut out a sword?

still-

"I have been buried in the Immortal City for 38,600 years, and Paoze, who came with him, died in battle for 952, but he never stepped out of this Immortal Burial City."

"Fuck, I'm out of town today!"

With a loud shout, a big man with a unkempt beard waved a pestle in his hand and stepped out.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao, Senior Brother avenged you today!" A tall and thin black armored immortal cultivator held a long flag in his hand and flew up.

"Haha, get out of town!"

"Out of town!"

One after another silhouettes rushed out of the city and slammed into those phantoms and Slaughtering Immortals.

Dao Dao Xianguang scattered.

This is the brilliance that has never appeared outside the city of Immortal Burial.

"Haha, I haven't seen these boys with such blood for many years..." Spirit Sword Jinxian, who stood up from the top of the city, turned his head and looked towards the sky above the Immortal Burial City.

"Old Sun, you haven't killed one time for many years."

The phantom of Wuzhiqi seemed to hear his words~www.wuxiahere.com~ A halo flashed in the huge eyes.

The fairy light collided with the phantom, and the sword light technique enveloped those dark beasts.

The two Protoss powerhouses looked at each other and chopped off the long sword in their hands.

Outside the city is the territory of the Protoss.

There should be no immortals here.

Han Muye raised his head, his eyes crossed the two gods and landed in the void behind.

There, at least one immortal king of the **** race was hidden.

"Xianjun." With a soft whisper, Han Muye raised his hand.

"Thorn-"

The sword light flashed and exploded.

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