Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 202 He Is the Real Sword Cultivator (13)

The sword light soaring into the sky suppressed the channel light that was about to dissipate.

At this moment, all eyes around Yunchao Ridge were on Han Muye.

Han Muye slashed down with his sword, drawing the sword energy from the sky to ruthlessly hit the phantom who rushed out of the passage.

"boom--"

The sword light shattered, and the phantom was knocked back into the passage.

"Roar--"

The golden light flickered in that passage, and the phantom flickered and roared.

Demon.

Outer demons.

This term is unfamiliar but not unfamiliar to the practice world.

Speaking of unfamiliarity, the vast majority of practitioners in the practice world have never heard of it.

It is not unfamiliar, because in the classics of various sects, there are records about the raging evil spirits.

A single demon can torture and kill countless mortals, causing disasters for hundreds of years.

The demon is cunning, cruel, and has strange methods.

The key is that every demon is extremely powerful.

For the demons recorded in the classics, the minimum cultivation level is also above the fifth level of Golden Core.

The strongest, even the Heaven Realm.

Those big demons finally disappeared, and no one knew where they came from and where they were going.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a roar came from the passage.

Han Muye snorted coldly, the sword light on his body rose again, and he slashed down with his sword.

"boom--"

The sword light collided with a phantom, and the sword light shattered again. The phantom did not retreat into the passage, but stood in front of the beam of light.

The phantom was covered in blood, with bony bones, sunken eyes, and faint blue flames flowing.

Bone spurs all over his body, like battle armor, flickering with a dark halo, stained with blood, appearing extremely ferocious.

"The taste of blood food, I really miss it..."

The demon put the heart in his hand into his mouth and chewed it, then let out a strange laugh, the sound was like the rubbing of dry old tree branches.

Although the voice of the demon's voice is weird, it can be understood.

"It's an outsider demon!"

Luo Xiaoyu, who was standing not far away, let out a low cry, and when he raised his hand, a icy light swayed.

The icy light turned into an arrow of light, shooting directly at the bloody skeleton body.

"Snapped--"

The ice arrow shattered, and the demon grinned, revealing its sharp fangs.

"Not strong enough."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Han Muye: "It's still your sword, it smells a bit better."

The sword intent that had dissipated from Han Muye's body condensed again, and the fighting intent rose in his eyes.

This demon is very strong.

The demon's eyes swept around, and a smile appeared on the shriveled face covered with magic patterns.

"Hehe, a world full of blood and food."

"Really, a good place."

The demon raised its arm and let out a piercing scream.

This howling sound seemed to be able to penetrate everyone's eardrums and reach the depths of their minds.

Luo Xiaoyu and Li San, who were standing nearby, looked pale and staggered, unable to even stand upright.

The small blue soul sword in Han Muye's divine treasure trembled, dispelling all the damage.

In the distance, all the practitioners under the environment were dizzy.

"It's the Demon Roar!"

"This demon belongs to the Heavenly Demon family."

Several figures flew towards him in the distance, and the sword light and aura slammed into the demon.

These are the few remaining Jindan monks on Yunchao Ridge.

Sun Mu of Nine Profound Sword Gate is still alive.

"boom--"

All the sword light and spiritual light were blocked by a gray iron curtain.

In the palm of the demon, a tattered iron umbrella spun slightly, and a dark halo rose.

"Magic treasure!"

"Run away, this kind of treasure is comparable to a magic weapon, with this thing, he can at least exert half a step of heavenly combat power!"

Someone shouted, turned and fled.

Someone stood there, looking at the iron umbrella, with a flash of greed in his eyes.

If such a treasure can be obtained, the combat power will definitely increase a lot.

"Senior brother Han, I'm afraid this demon is not easy, you go first." Sun Mu said in a low voice.

He shifted his figure and blocked Han Muye behind him.

"Roar--"

The demon blocked all the aura of the sword light, rolled up the iron umbrella in his hand, raised his hand and turned it into a long knife, and slashed down fiercely.

Mixed with the heart-stopping screams, the knife's light was blood-colored, flashing past.

Three Jindan practitioners were stabbed twice.

"Let's go, we can't stop this demon!"

"Quickly report to the Lingdao Sect, and ask the Lingdao Sect to issue an order to eliminate demons."

Those Golden Core practitioners who were still somewhat greedy hurriedly fled around.

He took a life in the previous battle, if he didn't leave now, wouldn't he be ruined in vain?

After beheading three golden elixir with one knife, the long knife in the demon's hand became more bloody.

A wave of blood was attracted, and the demon took a long breath and swallowed the blood into his belly.

Swallowing Qi and blood, a layer of gray skin grew out of the demon's bones.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, raising his hand and waving the long knife in his hand.

Countless howling sounds came, and the magic sound raged, causing the low-level practitioners within a hundred miles to fall to the ground, their faces pale.

The power of this magic sound directly penetrates the soul, and those who don't have enough soul power can't resist it at all.

No one expected that the big demon coming out of this passage would be so tyrannical.

The power of the demon is so strong that the practitioner on Yunchao Ridge has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Many practitioners who were far away realized something was wrong, turned around quietly, and fled far away.

Those who were close were suppressed by the power of the demon, and it was difficult to even move their feet.

The demon roared wildly, and behind him, thousands of black-armored demons were about to rush out from the space channel that still had a glimmer of aura.

These demons are tall, with thorns growing on their backs, red eyes, and black demonic energy around their heads, mouths and noses.

If these demons rushed out of the passage, all the practitioners on Yunchao Ridge would probably be swallowed up.

"Li Xixi, I blew my own golden core to create a first-line opportunity. You use your sword with all your strength to take Senior Brother Han out of here."

Sun Mu glanced at the tens of thousands of practitioners on Yunchao Ridge, and said in a low voice, "These demons may not necessarily hunt you down for a while."

Li San nodded, and gently raised the sword in his hand.

Using the millions of practitioners in Yunchao Ridge as bait, they guarded the elites of the younger generations to leave.

The mountains are full of blood, and these demons should have no interest in chasing the fleeing people.

It wasn't just Sun Mu who instructed him like this, there was also a Golden Core cultivator standing in front of Luo Xiaoyu from the Lingdao Sect.

Life and death are imminent, who should be given up and who should be sacrificed, the people of these sects know very well.

Sun Mu took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.

Just when the spiritual light flashed on him, Han Muye raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.

"I come."

The sword light soaring to the sky on Han Muye's body suddenly appeared again.

If he wants to leave, he is confident that he can leave.

But today he is gone, and in the years to come, he will never have peace in his heart.

There are nearly a million practitioners on Yunchao Ridge.

There are Six Sisters-in-law, Jiang Han, Zhao Youzhi, Song Qi, He Xuanqi, and countless Western Xinjiang practitioners he is familiar with and unfamiliar with.

If he didn't have the power to fight, Han Muye would turn around and flee, and wait for his cultivation level to improve in the future, and then take action to kill the demons and avenge everyone.

But now, he doesn't want to go.

Shenzang has a sword of the soul.

Sea of ​​Qi has fifty sword intents.

Dantian has a sword intent, seventeen celestial pills.

Haven't fought yet, so why go!

Stepping forward, Han Muye's body condensed into a sword light.

In one step, seventeen celestial pills exploded.

The instantaneous burst of spiritual light turned into a pillar of cloud, covering Han Muye's figure.

Qingming and Ziyan intersected, and the two sword intents directly merged into Liaoyuan swordsmanship.

A fire dragon roared out, hitting the demon's chest with its head.

Back then, Patriarch Tao Ran and Jiange Elder Gao Changgong started a prairie fire, and a sword almost hurt Tianjing Daxiu, and Fengling Sword Sect advocated it.

Seventeen celestial pills exploded in Han Muye's dantian today, and the strength of his aura is not much worse than the two half-step heavenly realm masters.

When the sword came out, the fire dragon was so powerful that it directly knocked the demon back and fell back into the space channel.

The demon roared angrily, and just as it was about to rush out, Han Muye flew up and crashed into the space passage.

"He, he wants to perish with the demon?" Luo Xiaoyu had a complex expression on his face, and whispered: "He is the real swordsman..."

"Canglang—"

With a sword cry, Li Sanfei, holding a black long sword, rushed into the space passage.

In the distance, because the demon fell back into the space channel, the demon roar's mind-suppressing power disappeared the day before, and countless low-level practitioners stood up.

Someone turned around and fled without hesitation.

Someone was holding a sword weapon and a magic weapon, rushing towards the space channel.

"Take Sixth Sister-in-law away."

Zhao Youzhi, who only had one arm, spoke in a low voice.

"Sixth Brother kills the big demon, transforms into a demon and leaves, we can't let Sixth Sister-in-law do any harm."

The practitioners standing beside Lu Qingping nodded.

Lu Qingping had a complex expression, she clenched her fists and did not refuse.

"I'm going to help Senior Brother Han." Zhao Youzhi's eyes shone brightly, and he clenched his hands tightly to break the sword.

"It's just a death."

After the words fell, he had already rushed towards the beam of light with faint aura.

On the mountains in the distance, a male nun dressed in a black robe lined with a white military uniform had a bright halo in his eyes.

She looked at the practitioners rushing into the tunnel with a smile on her face.

"I didn't realize that there is still some blood in the wild land of Western Xinjiang."

"That guy just now looks a bit like a swordsman."

While speaking, she held a sheathed black sword in her hand, and stepped forward with one step. Her figure crossed thousands of feet and landed on the beam of light from the space passage.

"If it wasn't for the mission, I really wanted to go out of the Profound Sky World to see what's going on outside the world."

The female cultivator whispered, and her figure quietly fell into the space passage.

"boom--"

As soon as he entered the space channel, the deafening battle roar resounded.

The golden light ahead is dense, and in the passage that is slowly sealing off the town, a sword light reveals a dazzling aura.

The fierceness of this sword light overwhelmed all the devilish energy in the passage.

"Xuan Yang Jue?" the female cultivator stared at the sword light gathering on Han Muye's body, and whispered.

"It turns out that he is the person Wen Xiang said."

"Boom—"

The sword light collided with the magic light, the sword light shattered, and the sword intent was exhausted.

"Let me see how much sword intent you still have."

The demon roared, and the long knife in his hand was slashing at Han Muye's head with a fiery red flame.

"Om—" above Han Muye's head, the sword light reappeared and collided with the long knife.

Han Muye didn't take a step back, the demon retreated and bumped into those black armored demons behind him.

"Roar--"

"If this deity hadn't been suppressed here for ten thousand years, how could he be repelled by a mere sword intent!"

The demon roared, and stretched out his hand to grab a black-armored demon beside him, crushing his body with one claw, and the black devil energy surged and gathered on his body.

Han Muye raised his hand, Qingming and Ziyan joined together, and then a prairie sword flashed, and flew away backwards.

Countless black-armored demons were enveloped in flames, roaring and turning into ashes.

Han Muye discovered early on that Xuan Yang Jue was originally created to suppress demons.