Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 275 Dashi Real Man, Sword Maru Sirius (33 5,000 words for subscription)

Tuoba Cheng's cultivation base directly breaks through the half-step heaven realm and reaches the heaven realm!

A phantom of a dark golden tiger appeared behind Tuoba Cheng, staring at Master Wanhua.

Looking at the fierce tiger, Wanhua's eyes flashed.

"I know what you and Kanazawa are thinking."

"Jinze will teach you the method of empowerment throughout his life, and then his soul will match with your sword and help you become a heavenly realm."

Master Wanhua shouted loudly, and the aura on his body turned into a mountain peak.

The cultivation method of Shiheng Daozong.

Below, Han Muye, who was standing with a sword in his hand, sighed softly.

The suzerain Jin Ze helped Tuoba Cheng break into the heaven at the cost of his own soul and cultivation.

He knew about it, but could do nothing about it.

Jin Ze and Tuoba Cheng had already started such a procedure, and it was too late for him to stop it.

The only help is to refine the Xuying Pill and assist Tuoba to make a breakthrough.

When Suzerain Jinze and Tuobacheng came to Jialing River, all the power in Jinze had been poured into him, and he was just waiting for the final white tiger to condense into a general trend.

At this time, Tuobacheng stepped into the heavenly realm, and the Jinze suzerain fell.

It cannot be said to have fallen.

After all, the soul of the Jinze suzerain has turned into Tuobacheng's fierce tiger momentum, which can suppress Jiuxuan Mountain in the future.

"Roar--"

Behind Tuobacheng, the fierce tiger roared, pulling with Li Mubai's magic light and colliding with Master Wanhua.

"I knew that your Shangyang Demon Sect and the Nine Profound Sword Sect were in collusion."

"This empowerment technique is a method of magic, right?"

Master Wanhua sneered, and in the palm of his hand, a round jade-colored round fan appeared.

There are bewitching flowers on this fan, and there are streaks of aura.

magic weapon.

This is a strange magic weapon.

It is normal for the Lingdao Sect to suppress Xijiang and have magic weapons.

"Hey, although I'm not good at fighting, I'm afraid I'm forced to make a move at this time." Above the cloud, the ancestor of the Mu family shook his head and took a step forward.

He is the Xijiang Heaven Realm.

Standing on the cloud head, Fengling Sword Sect Zong Zhuang Cheng showed hesitation on his face, and finally chose to take a step forward.

He is also a cultivator in Xijiang.

The two Yaozu Daxiu who had been standing on the cloud head looked at each other, turned and left.

They are not practitioners from Western Xinjiang and have no intention of getting involved.

In an instant, the situation in Western Xinjiang turned into chaos.

Daoist Wanhua of the Lingdao Sect has the power to suppress the entire Western Frontier.

"Since this is your choice, then die!"

Daoist Wanhua waved a round fan in his hand, and a puff of blue spiritual light turned into green leaves, blocking the tiger and the devil's energy, and then he moved and flew down.

What he wants is Dao Sword!

"Don't let him get that sword!" Tianji, Li Mubai shouted.

In the distance, Deng Chungang, who was wrestling with the six water demons, slashed out with a sword, ready to turn around.

Then, he froze.

Before Daojian, Han Muye raised the long sword in his hand.

Below the Dao Sword, sword light and aura rose from the bodies of countless Xijiang elites.

These people are the future of the Western Xinjiang practice world.

Their blood is hot!

They are willing to fight to protect the western border!

heaven.

Nascent Soul.

The four major repairs of Yuanying, the strongest in Western Xinjiang.

so what?

Draw your sword!

"Canglang—"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed rang together, causing the heaven and earth to sing softly.

Countless streamers of spells rise up, turning the sky into colorful colors!

These sect elites have practiced for less than a hundred years, and they don't have so many wasted submissions.

They are all retrograde all the way for hundreds of thousands of miles, and their fighting spirit is surging.

They regard Xijiang as their home!

Although the fairy world is good, it is not a hometown!

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and the long sword in his palm reflected an endless halo.

"I, Han Muye, like to be a teacher. Today, I will practice a sword for my comrades!"

At the beginning, Han Muye had practiced the stone-cracking sword technique.

Today, what he wants to practice is Wan Jian Guizong!

The sword light combined with all the spiritual light and sword energy below, directly turning into a ten thousand zhang long sword.

As soon as the sword came out, it caused the Dao sword below to vibrate.

Sword intent in the world is interlinked!

Attracted by the sword intent, Daojian Mountain has the tendency to surrender!

Master Wanhua's expression was gloomy, the fan in his hand exploded with spiritual light, turning into a pair of bloody claws, hitting Han Muye's head.

He wanted to kill Han Muye before the light of the sword in Han Muye's hands solidified completely!

"Reverend Wanhua, you are not a sword cultivator, you don't know that our sword will be strong when it is strong!"

Han Muye smiled, the light of the sword in his hand instantly condensed, and then stabbed out with a sword.

"The sword is in the heart, turning ten thousand swords into one sword—"

"This sword is the return of ten thousand swords!"

Jian Guang collided with the blood claw, crushing the blood claw, and then Jian Guang slashed towards Master Wanhua without hesitation!

What about the number one master in Western Xinjiang?

cut!

Master Wanhua gritted his teeth, and the fan in his hand exploded directly, turning into a ball of golden flowers, blocking the top of his head.

"boom--"

Jian Guang slashed at the flower, cutting the flower into pieces.

Wanhua Daoist's body glowed with aura, and treasures appeared around him.

These treasures exploded without hesitation, turning into spiritual light and hitting the long sword.

Unfortunately, the long sword was unwavering and cut straight down.

"boom--"

Taoist Wanhua's body exploded, and a phantom flew out.

Nascent Soul!

Immediately after a sword slashed, Master Wanhua let Yuan Ying escape at the cost of self-destructing his body.

His Nascent Soul rushed towards the constantly rotating magic circle in the void, and he didn't think about Dao Sword anymore.

Li Mubai, Tuoba Cheng and the others flew at this moment, rushing towards Wanhua Daoist's Nascent Soul.

"waste."

A voice came from the formation in the sky.

A Taoist wearing a blue robe stepped out of the magic circle and put his hand on the head of Wanhua Daoist Nascent Soul.

"Master, forgive me—"

Wanhua Daoist's Nascent Soul exclaimed.

"Master?" The Taoist shook his head and said lightly, "You are not yet qualified to be my Dashi Taoist disciple."

As soon as the words fell, the aura burst out in the Taoist's palm.

Immortal Wanhua's Nascent Soul was shocked, and directly turned into a mass of rich spiritual energy, which was absorbed into the Taoist's body.

The cultivation base of the Nascent Soul's fourth level has all been made into other people's wedding dresses!

"Have you really cultivated the way of avatar that I taught?" The Taoist shook his head with a smile on his face.

Turning his head to look around, the Taoist sneered and stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Om—"

The phantom of the Wanzhang Dao Sword fell in his palm!

"Shanyue, you're finally back..." The Taoist looked sad and looked at the broken sword in his hand.

Then, there was a strong killing intent rising wildly on his body!

"Run away!"

Li Mubai shouted loudly, turned around and left.

The other heavenly realms also retreated rapidly.

They can retreat, but those golden cores suppressed by the power of the formation cannot leave.

Down below, the countless elites of Xijiang did not have the speed to escape from the overhaul of the heavenly realm.

"My lord, this is a major repair that has at least out of body cultivation, he can kill everyone here!" Zhao Yunlong's eyes showed a trace of fear.

"Let's go, the Royal Envoy Tian Heyi leaves, and you will take revenge when you have the power to escape." Daoist Dayan's voice revealed helplessness.

He didn't expect that it would end up like this.

The Nine Factions were rearranged, and the Nine Profound Sword Sect won everything.

Seeing that Jiuxuan Jianmen became the number one in Xijiang, becoming the overlord of Xijiang is already a certainty.

But in this situation, an out-of-body overhaul made a move to sweep under the snow-capped mountains.

There are nearly a thousand golden pills on the cloud head, and nearly 100,000 junior elites under the mountain.

Plus those practitioners around.

Today, these people were all beheaded, and the cultivation world in Western Xinjiang was wiped out.

Not to mention the migration of the southern wilderness to the west, even if the southern wilderness did not move westward, it would be impossible for the western border practice community to recover after suffering such a heavy blow.

It is impossible to recover for ten thousand years.

"Roar--"

In the sky, Tuoba Cheng who was running away suddenly turned around.

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect won the first place in the Nine Sect Grand Competition. Today, I should protect my comrades in Xijiang."

A strong sword energy rose from Tuoba Cheng's body, and there was a decisive fighting intent in his eyes.

"Han Muye, if I die in battle, the Nine Profound Sword Gate will be handed over to you."

Down below, before Han Muye opened his mouth, Deng Chungang laughed out loud on the Jialing River: "Elder Tuoba, why should the Nine Profound Sword Sect be handed over to him?"

Turning into sword light, Deng Chungang shouted: "Han Muye, I die in battle, you are qualified to join the Nine Profound Sword Sect!"

Deng Chungang turned into a sword light, and Tuoba became the giant stone Taoist who attracted the momentum of the tiger and rushed directly to the sky.

At this moment, countless practitioners clenched their fists.

This is what the No. 1 sect in Xijiang should be responsible for!

Han Muye raised his head and sighed softly.

The gap is too big.

Be it Deng Chungang or Tuoba Cheng, they couldn't stop the blow of Daoist Jushi holding Dao sword.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, and the giant sword that hadn't dissipated triggered endless sword light, and slammed down towards the boulder Taoist.

This sword is the gathering of the elites of tens of thousands of Xijiang sects. This sword is countless times stronger than the sword light of Tuoba Cheng and Deng Chungang!

Daoist Jushi bowed his head with a smile on his face.

"Boy, your swordsmanship talent is good, you can worship this deity as your teacher."

"Thousands of years, this deity will allow you to run rampant in the world!"

After the words were finished, he raised his sword, blocked Han Muye's sword light and shattered it.

As for Tuoba Cheng and Deng Chungang, the strong wind brought by this sword had already knocked them away.

Such an extremely strong man wants to accept Han Muye as his disciple!

If you take this great monk who doesn't know how advanced his cultivation is as a teacher, in the future, you can really run rampant in the world, right?

All around, envious eyes cast on Han Muye.

"You want to accept me as a disciple?"

The light of the sword in his hand dissipated, and a strange smile flashed across Han Muye's face.

Daoist Jushi nodded, and said lightly: "Your talent, even in the fairy world, is also qualified to be a disciple of a great monk."

Han Muye's talent and aptitude are so strong!

No wonder, he can become the Sword Immortal...

Those sect elites who had the intention to compete with Han Muye all showed disappointment on their faces.

Below, Duan Yihong lowered his head.

Wan Yue also had a complex expression.

Today, Han Muye can be accepted as disciples by the great cultivator, but they may be beheaded by the great cultivator with a sword.

This is the gap.

Seeing that Han Muye did not speak, Daoist Jushi stretched out his hand and pointed down, and said calmly: "I'll kill these Tianjing and Jindan, and you will kill those little guys."

kill.

Is this a nomination certificate?

A slight smile appeared on Han Muye's face, and he said, "Senior, should I think about such things?"

Daoist Jushi frowned, and said coldly, "I'll give you three breaths."

Han Muye shook his head: "Three breaths may not be enough, and within three breaths, Sirius may not be able to arrive."

Sirius!

Sword Maru Sirius!

The expression on Daoist Jushi's face instantly turned into fury, and on his body, a dark sword light soaring into the sky rose.

"Okay, then they all die—"

The broken Taoist sword in his hand lifted up, turned into a mighty sword light, and swept across directly.

Even if this blow couldn't kill everyone, it could kill 90% of them with one blow!

"Everyone, lend me another sword!"

Han Muye shouted loudly, the sword light in his hand gathered.

"After one strike, there must be an expert from Xijiang!"

Master Xijiang!

Although he didn't know where the masters in the western borders that Han Muye said were, but at this moment, he could only believe it.

If you don't believe it, you will die!

Sword lights and auras gathered together.

In the sky, those Jindan major repairers and heavenly realm experts also gathered their own power in the light of Han Muye's sword.

"Tsk tsk, with your comprehension, how many sword intent techniques can you comprehend in the future if you don't die with this sword?"

Daoist Dayan's words were full of longing.

Han Muye also had a slight smile on his face.

Yes.

He will leave a trace of the sword intent and dao intent of these strong men, and he will slowly comprehend them later.

With these imprints of sword intent and dao intent, it is not far away to truly turn one sword into ten thousand swords!

He boasted that he wanted to turn ten thousand swords with one sword and go to the East China Sea to challenge.

"boom--"

Han Muye's sword light collided with that sword.

The magnificent light and shadow burst.

The tiger's sword behind Tuobacheng shattered, and the snow mountain above Deng Chungang's head shattered.

Han Muye spat out a mouthful of blood.

Those Xijiang elites below were also pale.

In the distance, a long howl came through the void with a thunderous sword light.

Daoist Jushi held a big sword, looked down at Han Muye, and sneered, "I've crippled the aptitude you're so proud of."

"Your cultivation has also been broken by me."

"I'll let you live and see if the ants you guard will repay you."

Abandoned qualifications.

Broken cultivation base.

Is such a banished fairy still a banished fairy?

Those elites looked up at Han Muye with complicated expressions.

Just now I looked up to the untouchable existence.

Now, he has become a person without cultivation base and qualifications.

This world is like this.

You can never guess what the next moment will be like.

Standing in the void, Han Muye, whose body was supported by long feathers under his feet, let out a chuckle, and looked at the figure approaching in the distance.

"Actually, you should make another strike and kill me directly."

Daoist Jushi sneered at him, turned around and left.

He went in the direction of Daxueshan.

Over there is the North Territory.

Not Xijiang.

"Sirius, you didn't expect that I would get out of trouble with the help of the Xijiang sect?"

"Yuan Tianjian asked you to guard the western border, but you let me come out alive."

"I'm in the Northern Territory now. If you want to come, I'll kill you."

"Without the blessing of the power of heaven in the western border, it would be easier for me to kill you than to kill a dog."

Between the snow-capped mountains, there was roaring and laughing.

"I will rule the creatures in the northern region, and then come to the western border to kill people at any time."

"You stay here if you have the ability."

"I see you, a sword spirit, has been losing sword intent, how long can you keep it!"

The wild laughter shook, and there were avalanches everywhere on the snow mountain.

A figure fell into the sky.

"Sirius." Taoist Dayan stared at the body with a complicated expression on his face.

Han Muye also raised his head to look at Sirius who was identical to Yuan Tianjian.

Sword Master Yuan Tian's first sword pill.

The Sirius who accompanied Yuan Tianjian the longest and was arranged by him to guard the western border.

After staring at the snow mountain for a moment, Sirius looked coldly at the golden core masters on the clouds.

"A group of short-sighted things are really self-defeating."

The sword light on his body is magnificent, and his gaze is like lightning. Anyone who falls on him will feel shaken.

No one dared to look up.

These golden core overhauls are also grievances in my heart.

Who would have thought that Master Wanhua of Lingdaozong actually set up such a situation?

But now that Daoist Wanhua has fallen, all the blame can only be borne by them.

Sirius didn't look at these golden core overhauls anymore, and turned to look at Han Muye.

"Boy, originally I planned to hand over Xijiang to you for protection, and then go to find the master."

"pity……"

Sirius shook his head, his eyes shone brightly.

"Master's task must be completed, I must kill this Daoist Jushi."

After finishing speaking, Sirius turned into a streamer and rushed towards the Northern Territory.

It's just that when he crossed the Great Snow Mountain and entered the Northern Territory, his speed obviously stopped.

In the Northern Territory, there is the way of heaven in the Northern Territory.

The Heavenly Dao of the Northern Territory does not give Sirius the unimaginable strength and blessings that Xijiang did.

"Haha, how dare you come!"

Daoist Jushi's long laugh sounded, and then, there was a roar.

The sword light screamed and shook the world.

This is a chaotic battle between two great monks.

This kind of battle, even the ordinary heaven realm is unable to participate.

"Let's go, if that senior loses, I'm afraid Xijiang will die." Tianji Yuntou, a Jindan Daxiu whispered, turned and left.

Tianji's teleportation formation has dissipated, and the air-forbidden formation has also dissipated. They, the Golden Core Overhaul, are free.

One after another figures flew away.

If Sirius is defeated today, what the cultivators of Xijiang should do is to flee from Xijiang as soon as possible.

"I'm going to the North Territory."

Deng Chungang whispered, glanced at Han Muye, and then flew up to a snow-capped mountain above his head.

Han Muye understood.

Deng Chungang's cultivation and combat power borrowed the power of the Northern Territory Heaven and Earth.

In the Northern Territory, he can display a much stronger combat power.

Even if he can't resist Dashi Daoist, he will fight to protect the Northern Territory.

Everyone has their own responsibilities.

Taking a deep breath, feeling the disorder of spiritual energy and sword intent in his body, Han Muye shook his head.

This time the injury was really serious.

The fairy root was directly broken.

The cloud platform in the dantian was also shattered.

It seems that it is time to refine two furnaces of Nine-Turn Cloud Lotus Pill to reshape the fairy root.

The dantian cloud platform is broken, and it will take a few celestial pills to make it up.

They are all spirit stones...

If this boulder was hit by a real person, he would lose at least tens of millions of spirit stones.

No matter what, I have to make up for it.

Just the half of the Dao sword, is there any objection?

With a movement of his body, the white feathers flashed under his feet, leading him directly into the Northern Territory.

Han Banxian also rushed into the Northern Territory!

He has already abolished his aptitude and cultivation, so why go to the Northern Territory?

To die?

Perhaps, really sent to die?

Also, for such a character, it is better to die in battle than to die in old age!

Many people shook their heads and turned to leave.

Can't bear to see the fall of genius.

Tuoba was established in front of the snow-capped mountains, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"boom--"

From the top of the snow-capped mountain, there was a roar and explosion.

Han Muye landed in the Northern Territory, and what he saw was that the Sirius was cut back with a sword, his figure dangling and unreal.

Deng Chungang's long sword turned into a snow mountain and fell down, but was led by the Dao sword, it collapsed directly, and then he vomited blood and retreated.

"Sirius, as I said, the way of heaven here is different from that in Western Xinjiang. Come here, and I will kill you like a dog."

Daoist Jushi showed a cold expression on his face, then turned his head to look at Han Muye.

"I gave you a chance."

"It's a pity you didn't grasp it."

Han Muye nodded, took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes, whispering.

"The way of heaven here is indeed different from that in Xijiang."

"This way of heaven is the same as Zhongzhou..."

The way of heaven in Zhongzhou, the world of Confucianism and Taoism.

On Han Muye's body, the extremely rich purple aura of popularity intertwined with the thick golden aura of grandeur, dyeing the entire Northern Territory purple-gold!

The world shakes.

People's popularity and awe-inspiring spirit condensed into a line, and between the sky and the earth, a phantom with a sword in a high crown and a robe with long sleeves stretched out to the sky.

Confucianism and Taoism, great masters!

The Eight Treasures Ruyi in his hand turned into an ink pen, Han Muye chuckled, "I'll give you a chance."

"If you can escape under my poem, I will not kill you."

The ink pen is swayed, and the golden light suddenly appears.

"Northern scenery."

"Thousands of miles of ice—"

...

"Unfortunately, this poem didn't hold up."

do not blame me

as soon as this poem comes out

I and you can only stay one