Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Markham City, the drill hall.

This is a huge palace covering an area of ​​ten thousand feet and a height of one thousand feet. The palace is surrounded by jade white squares.

On the square, golden pillars of light rose one after another, finally wrapping the palace in it.

The power emanating from this beam of light is extremely tyrannical.

In front of each beam of light, there are several powerful practitioners.

There are also many refiners waiting.

They are all waiting to see whether the war puppet repaired by Master Han has the matching strength.

The spiritual light that went straight up from the beam of light was extremely bright, and then condensed into a light curtain, covering the main hall and the surrounding square.

"boom--"

The sky and the earth rotated, and the sky and the earth outside the mask turned into nothingness.

It wasn't that the hall was teleported into the void, but that Wanjin City was originally in the void, but at this time, the power of covering was dispersed from around the hall.

As the light and shadow flowed, figures flew up above the hall.

Prehistoric level war puppet.

Each one is a prehistoric level war puppet.

"boom--"

The two war puppets collided, and the violent wind tore apart the surrounding world.

In the void, there are countless auras intertwined, which seem to be aroused by the force of the collision of the two war puppets, constantly shattering and collapsing.

"One hit breaks the world, this is the prehistoric realm!"

"Sure enough, it has restored the combat power that the Primordial War Puppet should have."

On the Baiyu Square below, someone shouted excitedly.

Some people also had surging halos in their eyes, and then suppressed the expressions on their faces.

This kind of battle can already reflect Master Han's refining level.

This one really has the qualifications to become the core elder of the Artifact Master Alliance.

"Look, it's the jade hall of the Bai family."

When another war puppet flew down, someone shouted.

Bai Yutang of the Bai family, a war puppet in ancient times, was damaged more than half in a battle, and had to be sent to the warehouse for storage.

This war puppet can be said to be one of the strongest war puppets of the Bai family, and it is the foundation of the Bai family.

But even if this battle puppet found a few core elders, it could not be repaired successfully.

At this time, this jade-white war puppet with a long knife in his hand flew up to the sky, smashed into the sky, and chopped off the long knife in his hand.

The light of the knife tore through the void, chopping up the body of a strange beast on the opposite side of the void.

Then, in front of everyone, the white jade war puppet's armor glowed with blood, transforming into layers of bloody waves.

The waves surged and condensed into a blood armor.

With the battle armor on his body, the war puppet swung his sword and charged in the void.

The strange beast hidden in the void was shattered inch by inch under the long knife.

"powerful!"

"Is this the true strength of a prehistoric war puppet?"

"The Bai family, can you control this war puppet to such an extent?"

Seeing the war puppets killing across the sky, looking invincible, everyone's eyes widened.

Even Elder Jin Wu, standing in front of the steps of the main hall, squinted his eyes slightly and clenched his fists lightly.

"I still underestimated Master Han..."

He whispered.

The eyes of the several refiners beside him all flickered, staring at the war puppets above the sky.

Yutang and the puppet swept across the sky before turning around and falling towards the main hall.

There is no need to look any further.

This war puppet, which is said to be more than half damaged, can be repaired. What kind of war puppet cannot be repaired?

Bai Shiju looked at Han Muye in front of him with a hint of respect on his face.

"Master Han, the Yutang War Puppet can be repaired without loss of combat power. I will take the Bai family to thank Master."

Bai Shiju said while holding up a small jade box.

"Here are some spiritual materials, and some treasures that Master Han can use."

Bai Shiju held the jade box with both hands, and sent it to Han Muye.

"Master, as long as there is a need in the future, my Bai family is willing to serve with all my strength."

This counts as allegiance.

For the Bai family, if Han Muye could really take them in, then the Bai family would be able to become one of the largest families in Wanjin City.

As for losing the independence of one's own family because of taking refuge in Han Muye, it was nothing to such a big family.

A real big family is very real, and the real benefits are what you get in your hands.

Looking at Bai Shiju in front of him, Han Muye reached out and took the jade box.

"Elder Bai can go to Jujin Trading Company to meet me when you are free."

Gathering Gold Firm!

A look of joy flashed across Bai Shiju's face, and he quickly bowed and nodded.

Gathering Gold Firm is the financial source behind Master Han, and its wealth is incomparable to the top firms in the alliance.

Getting the Bai family to meet Han Muye at the Jujin Firm means that Master Han can accept the Bai family's support.

Joining forces with Master Han, and the Jujin Trading Company as a financial source behind the scenes, the Bai family will be prosperous!

The heads of several big families not far away all showed envy on their faces.

The Patriarch of the Wang family on the side had a complicated expression on his face.

"This opportunity should belong to the Wang family." Someone whispered softly at the corner ahead.

These words made many people laugh out loud.

Han Muye's figure disappeared in place, and after a few flashes, he lost his senses.

He didn't go back to Bai's house, but flew directly to Jujin Trading Company.

As soon as he arrived at Jujin Firm, Yu Ci, who was sitting here, greeted him and whispered a few words.

Han Muye frowned, nodded and said, "Take me to have a look."

Yu Ci turned around and led him through the double courtyard to a wing room.

In the wing room, two old men in gray robes stood up.

On the bed in front of them lay a body with a pale complexion and closed eyes.

Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao, who was attacked and killed in the street before.

The people from Jujin Trading Company went to the rescue, but it was a step too late.

"Meet Master Han."

"Master, this person's body, muscles, bones and blood have collapsed, leaving only a remnant soul."

The two old men glanced at each other and shook their heads.

Although their methods were not bad, it was a pity that they were unable to rescue Wu Zhao, who had already lost his heart.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, his gaze fell on Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao's body was already dead without any further investigation.

If he is a holy practitioner, he can be reborn with the powerful power of the soul.

If it is a god level, some of the secret methods are directly rebuilt.

But Wu Zhao is only a fifth-level practitioner.

His soul power can't even come out through his body.

Han Muye pondered for a moment, then raised his hand a little.

A faint soul turned into a cloud and floated gently.

This spirit power is too thin, it is too weak, it can't even be transformed into a human form.

A golden light fell from Han Muye's hand, covering that soul.

The cyan mist surged and turned into Wu Zhao's figure.

Wu Zhao, whose eyes were filled with confusion, slowly turned his head to look at Han Muye.

"Han, Master Han..."

The voice was like a mosquito, and Wu Zhao's body was turbulent, showing that his mind was agitated.

Surprise flashed across the faces of the two old men on the side, who still had some words to say.

How strong should Master Han's soul cultivation be?

Isn't he a refiner?

How can there be such a spiritual cultivation base?

Han Muye waved his hands and looked at Wu Zhao's remnant soul: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Wu Zhao quickly told why he was killed.

Standing behind Han Muye, Yu Ci said, "The Artifact Refiner Alliance has found out that this matter was done by members of the Zhu family and the Shen family."

"A junior elite from the Shen family concubine has an affair with Wang Yuyao from the Wang family, and Ms. Zhu's family helped fuel the flames."

Whether it is the Jujin Trading Company or the Artifact Refiner Alliance, they all have extremely strong strength. In Wanjin City, if the murders in the street cannot be investigated, then they cannot become the most powerful existence in the world.

"The Shen family has been eradicated by the Artifact Refiner Alliance."

"The Zhu family was also besieged, just because the Zhu family seemed to be implicated in God's Domain. At present, the alliance is a little hesitant. Whether to slaughter the whole family or accept the Zhu family's atonement."

Yu Ci looked at Han Muye, and then at Wu Zhao's remnant soul: "As for the Wang family, they have already sent someone to the firm to apologize, but they were rejected."

"Our firm also secretly announced the task of strangling the Wang family, just waiting for the master to nod."

Wu Zhao showed gratitude on his face.

For him alone, the alliance wiped out the Shen family and surrounded the Zhu family.

Even, the Jujin Trading Company is preparing to attack the Wang family.

"Master, I, my life is cheap..." Wu Zhao whispered softly.

not worth it.

He is just a fifth-level practitioner.

Level 5, in Wanjin City, in the entire galaxy universe, there are simply too many of them.

People like ants like this are not worth wasting strength and resources by Master Han.

"The Zhu family and the Wang family are all destroyed." Han Muye said lightly.

His words shook Wu Zhao's whole body, and the body of the remnant soul, which was originally loose, was instantly turbulent, as if it was about to collapse.

The two old men on the side stared wide-eyed.

For the sake of a small fifth-level practitioner, Master Han will destroy the two major families in Wanjin City.

Who can imagine such a domineering and brutal method?

Yu Ci nodded, turned and left.

He doesn't care what other people think.

Since it is Master Han's intention, then do it with all your strength.

As for causing some unnecessary troubles because of this matter, that is a matter for the future.

The two old men in gray robes looked at each other before bowing and exiting.

"Thank you, Master." Wu Zhao bowed to Han Muye.

The remnant soul of a fifth-level practitioner can't last long. The only thing he can do now is to watch his soul dissipate.

"Boy Han, his soul is quite pure, it can be used just right..." A voice rang in Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye frowned.

Wu Zhao's remnant soul was already a little dim, but now he hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at Han Muye.

"Master Han, if Wu Zhao can help you in any way, I will be willing to do so."

Han Muye shook his head.

Wu Zhao said anxiously: "Master Han, my remnant soul is useless anyway, if I can help you do something, I am willing!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, his remnant soul began to vibrate.

"Boy Han, you let him dissipate like this, why don't you help him." Hun Huan's voice sounded again.

Han Muye frowned, and said in a low voice: "His spirit is too weak, he just wanted to—"

"I can help him gather his soul." There was a trace of temptation in the chaotic voice.

The golden bird landed on Han Muye's shoulder, flapping its wings lightly.

The Five Elements Divine Furnace on the side also vibrated slightly.

Han Muye pondered, his eyes fell on Wu Zhao.

There was hope in Wu Zhao's eyes.

"Okay." Han Muye finally nodded, and then waved his hand.

"boom--"

A war puppet flew down.

This battle puppet looks like a human body, wearing a battle armor, with a tall and straight figure.

The tyrannical power emanating from the war puppet caused the surrounding space to surge.

The chaotic golden bead flew forward, and a golden light scattered, sucking Wu Zhao's spirit into it.

"ah--"

When the remnant soul collided with the golden light, there was a miserable cry from the originally weak remnant soul.

Visible to the naked eye, the remnant soul turned into a dim light, and was then filled with golden streamers of light.

This is forcibly spawning the remnant soul of a fifth-level practitioner into the strength that can control the prehistoric level war puppets.

This infusion, like blowing a balloon, tore apart Wu Zhao's soul layer by layer.

Roaring in pain, screaming insanely.

Now that he has started to infuse his spirit power, he can't stop even if he wants to.

"Wu Zhao, if you really can't bear it, you can give up." Han Muye said softly.

Although Wu Zhao followed him, he didn't enjoy much.

"Hehe, master, this feeling of spiritual power, promotion, ah, how can I, ah, give up—"

Wu Zhao's voice was mechanically dull.

But there was firmness in this voice.

Never give up.

How could it be possible to give up at this time?

Although this feeling of consolidating the mind and soul is extremely painful, it is increasing the strength!

After three days passed, there was a trace of fatigue in the golden bead, and then flew back.

"Grandma, I'm so tired."

A chaotic murmur came from the golden bead.

"Thank you, senior, for your fulfillment." Wu Zhao's soul, which had been condensed into substance, bowed and saluted.

Then, he looked at the war puppet standing beside him, his eyes bursting with divine light.

Han Muye nodded.

Needless to say.

Wu Zhao's soul rushed forward and crashed into the war puppet.

"Om—"

There was a roaring sound among the war puppets.

The entire war puppet's body shook, and his eyes slowly opened.

The war puppet standing there clenched its fists.

"Boom—"

The sound of the sonic boom resounded.

At this time, Wu Zhao has turned into a war puppet.

A battle puppet infused with spirit, whose strength has reached half a step to the universe level.

Moreover, this war puppet is a bionic war puppet, no different from a human body.

"How is it?" Han Muye looked at Wu Zhao and asked.

Wu Zhao nodded and knelt down slowly.

"Everything about Wu Zhao belongs to the master."

Indeed, without Han Muye's help, without Han Muye's taking out this precious war puppet, Wu Zhao would have died.

Wu Zhao knew how precious his body was.

This kind of war puppet whose power seems to break the world apart is a powerful existence that can be crushed by a prehistoric war puppet!

He just clenched his fist slightly, and he felt the ultimate strength.

After so many years in Wanjin City, Wu Zhao is very familiar with the entire Artisan Alliance.

Even the core elders couldn't refine his body.

Han Muye reached out and patted Wu Zhao's shoulder.

"I want to see the strongest combat power of this puppet."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the wing.

Now that Wu Zhao's soul has controlled the war puppet, he no longer has any scruples.

Whether the battle puppet he refined can have half a step of cosmic level strength needs Wu Zhao to show him.

"Of order." Wu Zhao looked up at the direction Han Muye left, stood up slowly, and walked out.

After walking a few steps, he remembered something, turned around and walked into another wing.

"Boom—"

Kicking open the door, an exclamation came from the wing.

"who!"

The flustered Wang Yuyao stared at Wu Zhao who stepped into the room.

She didn't know Wu Zhao in front of her.

"who?"

There was a faint golden light in Wu Zhao's eyes.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Raising his hand, his figure moved, and his hand grasped Wang Yuyao's neck.

"Stab—"

The clothes are in tatters.

In the wing room, the sound of begging for mercy sounded.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

"I just want to control this body well."

"I should thank you very much."

"If not, how can I become such a powerful existence in one step?"

"You have to enjoy it. This is my first time with this body."

...

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Zhao strode out of the wing room, dragging Wang Yuyao, whose eyes were dull and disheveled, in his hand.

"boom--"

On his body, the fighting spirit soared to the sky.

With a movement of his body, he rushed towards the direction of Wang's house.

Over there, the battle has not yet begun.

Wu Zhao knew that he had to show enough value.

Then, kill him and let his blood flow like a river!