Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 283 Condensing the Sword, Slaying the Primordial Spirit of the Immortal Spiritual Realm (22 chapters with seven thousand words)

"Fire Source Realm, use your strength." Han Muye gave a low shout, the power of space on his body collided with the surging spiritual light from the Fire Source Realm below.

"boom--"

The sky crane spread its wings, and Han Muye could only feel the radiance in front of him.

In an instant, one hundred thousand miles!

"Ahem——"

When he landed in the dark void, his whole body was sore and seemed to be falling apart, his chest and abdomen vibrated, as if he was about to vomit blood.

Han Muye could feel Tianheyi's dissatisfaction from Tianheyi.

I haven't shown it well yet, so I won't move.

When this emotion came, Han Muye couldn't help but smile wryly.

It turns out that flying in the void is not just about speed. Without a strong enough body, even the sky crane wings can't be used.

Sky Crane Wings is really worthy of being a flying treasure refined by the great cultivation in ancient times. It is estimated that it will be difficult to catch up with the flying speed even if the sky is out of the body.

If you escape with all your strength, what will happen?

Looking at the surrounding space, Han Muye ran towards a place with a flashing halo to identify the direction.

This time, he didn't use all his strength to control, but only controlled the speed of the flight to a thousand miles at a time.

The resistance of the void is almost zero, and his consumption is minimal when flying at this speed.

Flying all the way, Han Muye could feel the spiritual energy remaining in the void.

This is the trace left by the previous battle.

Moving forward quickly, half an hour later, a barren starry star came into view.

The barren stars mean that the power of heaven has not yet been produced, or the power of heaven has declined and fallen, and the entire star is silent and lifeless.

These stars, some are big and some are small, the big ones are countless thousands of miles away, and the small ones are no more than a hundred miles around, and they can be seen everywhere in the void.

The sky is full of stars, and those who can really stimulate vitality are still a small number.

The reason why Yuntian Realm came hundreds of millions of miles away to attack the small Fire Source Realm is because the Fire Source Realm has vitality, heaven, and aura.

The star in front of Han Muye is a huge star with a radius of tens of millions of miles.

At this moment, streamers of light can be seen above the big star.

It was a practitioner who was attacking and killing.

Han Muye did not rush over hastily, but landed quietly.

Stepping on this earth-covered star without any vegetation or life, Han Muye's expression changed.

Heaven.

Heaven is not dead.

There is still a weak power of heaven remaining in this star.

It's just that the power of heaven is too weak, and ordinary people can't perceive it at all.

Han Muye is blessed by the Dao of Heaven, he has the full level of Earth and Stone Affinity, and can communicate with Dao of Heaven on an equal footing, only then can he feel the existence of Dao of Heaven in this great star.

Unfortunately, it is too weak to even borrow strength.

Han Muye looked up into the distance.

Over there, aura and sword lights intertwined, and the roar resounded.

Among them, there are sword qi forming a sword net, and a long spear embodying purple human gaze and golden awe-inspiring aura, striking across the sky.

Such tyrannical methods are at least in the realm of Confucianism and Taoism.

A Confucian and Taoist master, surrounded by this void?

Although the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism is not only in Tianxuan, but this place is not far from Tianxuan World, it should be the Confucianism and Taoism master of Tianxuan Zhongzhou, right?

I just don't know why this master came to the void.

The force of the earth and stone under his feet was quietly incorporated into his body, and Han Muye's figure disappeared in place.

At this moment, even the Heaven Realm, it is difficult to detect his existence.

Covering his breath, he flew away, and in just a moment, he came to the place where the siege was fought.

The vast wasteland of earth and stone was boundless, thousands of practitioners and many strange beasts surrounded less than a hundred practitioners wearing black robes and holding long swords.

Xuanyang Wei.

Han Muye did not expect that Zhongzhou Xuanyang Guard could be seen here.

Once nearly a hundred Xuanyang guards formed an formation, Han Muye saw different tactics.

The sword light is like a wheel, row after row, almost endless.

One attack and one defense, less than a hundred Xuanyang guards were divided into two formations, and the transition between offense and defense continued continuously.

Although there are many powerful enemies around, it is difficult to break through the defense for a while.

Coupled with the large spear condensed by the Confucian and Taoist masters above the head, the besieging enemies dare not fight too hard.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is the true tyranny of the Zhongzhou Dynasty.

A master of Confucianism and Taoism, with the protection of Xuanyang Guards, was able to deal with the siege of several heavenly realms in the void, thousands of practitioners and countless strange beasts.

This is still in the void, when Confucianism and Taoism can't borrow the power of heaven, but can only use its own popularity and awe-inspiring aura to activate supernatural powers.

This kind of combat power, in Zhongzhou, is blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and can directly sweep a county.

"boom--"

A hundred-foot-long sword that gathered spiritual light slashed down and collided with the golden spear.

The long knife broke, turned into aura and dissipated, the big spear trembled slightly, and the golden light on it dimmed.

"My lord, we will protect you and kill you!"

In Xuanyang Guard, someone shouted loudly.

Through the light of heavy swords, Han Muye saw a middle-aged man in a green and yellow uniform, with a resolute expression on his face, he kept silent, but held an ink pen tightly in his hand.

Behind him, there was a large golden seal flickering in phantom.

Zhongzhou Dynasty, Yushitai.

This is an official from Zhongzhou. Judging by the quality of his robes, he is at least comparable to a county sheriff.

It's just that in this void, the golden seal of authority can't attract the power of heaven and earth, and relying solely on the popularity and awe-inspiring aura acquired by oneself to condense and attack.

If such a master with the authority of the dynasty was in Zhongzhou, he could suppress a county with a single word.

"Roar--"

In the void, there was a roar of alien beasts, and those besieging alien beasts began to attack frantically.

This put Xuan Yangwei, who was instinctively supported, in jeopardy.

"My lord, let's go, and wait until someday to lead an army to encircle and suppress these outsider practitioners." Someone in the Xuanyang guard shouted in a deep voice.

Xuanyang Wei is also a human being, even if he is extremely powerful in combat and has a firm mind, he will be pessimistic and desperate in the face of endless enemies.

Confucianism and Taoism master means, it is not impossible to leave this place alone.

But it should be impossible to take all the Xuanyang guards away.

"The clouds are floating, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the iron clothes are covered with rust." The censor shook his head, with a look of absolute hope on his face, and with a turn of the ink pen in his hand, two lines of poetry appeared.

Propelled by literary energy, the awe-inspiring air and popularity blend together, turning into a mottled iron armor.

The iron armor looks rusty, but it has a strange blood stain.

The iron armor flashed and landed on every Xuanyang guard below.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared on their bodies.

The attack that hit them would cause them to be seriously injured and vomit blood, but now it was directly resisted by the iron armor.

These methods are really extraordinary.

But seeing the iron armor, those Xuanyang guards were not only displeased, but showed a trace of sadness on their faces.

Fight to the death and never retreat.

They, Xuanyang Guards, were supposed to be guards, so life and death were not important.

But the censor they guard will live and die with them.

No more words, Xuanyangwei, who was attacking and defending like a wave, turned into a golden armored god of war, the sword light condensed, and a huge sword of one hundred feet emerged.

"kill--"

With a loud shout, the golden light turned into a raging wave, rushing forward.

Since the guardian censor won't leave, let's kill him!

When the Baizhang sword slashed down, a ray of sword light cut through the abyss of hundreds of miles.

At this moment, no one dared to block Xuanyangwei's sword.

Within ten breaths, the sword light swept across a hundred miles around the empty body!

The power of Tianxuan Xuanyang Guard is really extraordinary!

The Tianxuan World was able to conquer the outer domains, and the Xuanyang Guard's contribution was indispensable.

Unfortunately, it won't last long.

After ten breaths, the sword light gradually dimmed.

Xuanyangwei's exercises are similar to Xuanyang Jue.

Han Muye looked carefully and understood.

It is not as powerful as the Xuanyang Jue, which can condense the strength to fight against the heavens. It is relatively mediocre.

But Xuanyangwei's kung fu method still has the means to condense instant power and sweep away the enemy.

Seeing the land of hundreds of miles sweeping away, the light of the sword gradually dimmed, Han Muye's figure moved, and he flew straight up.

"who!"

"stop!"

"kill--"

Seeing Han Muye's figure, Xuanyang Weizhong shouted violently, and sword lights cut out one after another.

Han Muye was in mid-air, he didn't move his sword, but his body flickered, avoiding all the sword lights.

He has seen through Xuanyang Wei's swordsmanship.

This scene made those Xuanyang guards widen their eyes.

The middle-aged imperial envoy in the green and yellow gown also frowned, and gently raised the ink pen in his hand.

But when Han Muye landed a hundred feet away, the envoy's pen stopped suddenly.

His eyes fell on Han Muye's hair.

There, there is a small black sword.

"My official, Lu Chen, the censor of the Tianxuan Dynasty, where are you guarding?"

guard?

Those Xuanyang guards were taken aback for a moment, then looked at Han Muye, and saw that he had a small sword in his hand, with surprise on his face.

"Master Guardian, the hundred Xuanyang Guards will lead Su He, and lead his subordinates to guard Lu Yushi to investigate in the void, and if they encounter practitioners from the outer domain to intercept and kill them, please Master Guardian to help them."

An excited Xuanyang Guard wearing a commander's armor shouted, bowed and clasped fists towards Han Muye.

A guard like Han Muye who can appear in the void is absolutely tyrannical.

Even if he can't deal with the enemy in front of him, he can still take Lord Yushi away safely.

As long as the censor leaves, Xuanyangwei's escort mission will be completed, which is not considered a dereliction of duty.

"Guardian?" Han Muye remembered that this small sword represented the identity of guarding the space channel of His Excellency Jiuxuan Mountain Sword, and it could also be regarded as a member of the Central Xuanyang Guard.

After practicing the Xuanyang Jue, one will be qualified as the Xuanyang Guard's preparatory commander directly.

"Xijiang, Han Muye, met Lu Yushi."

Han Muye raised his hand, bowed to Lu Chen, and then lightly bowed to Su He, the commander of the Xuanyang Guard standing in front of him.

Xijiang?

Su He was taken aback.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Muye: "Xijiang? Tianxuan Xijiang?"

Han Muye nodded.

Lu Chen sized up Han Muye, and then said, "Did you break into the void by accident?"

Han Muye nodded again.

At this moment, the disappointment on the faces of those Xuanyang guards was beyond words.

I thought it was a strong helping hand, but I didn't want to, but it was the guard of Xijiang.

In the Profound Sky World, among the four domains, only the East China Sea is considered tyrannical. How can there be any real masters in the other three domains?

Xijiang guards, in this void, can't even protect themselves?

"Han Muye, take advantage of the outlander cultivators not encircling you, and leave quickly." Lu Chen looked at Han Muye with a serious expression on his face.

"If you can return to Tianxuan safely, and you report the siege of me, Lu Chen, this may offset your guilt of stepping into the void without permission."

The guards in Xijiang don't expect to be able to save people, it would be nice if they can escape back alive.

Moreover, if he directly broke into the void without reporting, this Xijiang guard would be regarded as leaving his post without authorization, and he would be held accountable even if he returned to the Tianxuan World.

Han Muye did not speak.

Zhongzhou's Confucianism and Taoism inheritance is pedantic, but most Confucianism and Taoism practitioners act squarely and have righteousness in their hearts.

Such a person may not know how to be flexible, but at critical moments, he has the courage to take responsibility and sacrifice.

Confucianism and Taoism were able to rule Zhongzhou for countless years, but it was not only suppressed by Wen Xiang alone, but also by the power of countless practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism.

Although Xuanyang Guard is good at killing and cutting, he wears black armor and lives in the darkness, but he can defend like a snake and attack like a tiger.

Most of the Xuanyang guards can make their own choices about the enemy and themselves.

Perhaps, this has something to do with the Xuanyang sword worn by the Xuanyang guard.

Every Xuanyang sword has imprints of awe-inspiring energy and literary energy. If the sword holder's mind is impure, the imprints in the long sword will automatically shatter.

As time goes by, most of the Xuanyang Guards who wear the Xuanyang Sword are upright in their actions.

In the distance, a sword light strikes.

Han Muye cupped his fists, then turned around.

Just when everyone thought he was going to turn around and leave, Han Muye shouted loudly: "Tianxuan Han Muye is here, who will fight!"

fight!

Lu Chen's face froze, and those Xuanyang guards stared wide-eyed.

In front of thousands of enemies, they actually want to fight like this!

Su He turned his head and looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen shook his head, and said in a low voice: "The land in the western border has no education, no affiliation, and the so-called guarding is just a vain position."

"If you can save him later, save him from death."

Although Xijiang belongs to the Tianxuan world, Confucianism and Taoism have never been ruled and inherited.

The guards in Xijiang didn't know how to abide by the rules of the Xuanyang Guard and the laws of the dynasty.

The barbarians in western Xinjiang don't know etiquette.

But Han Muye's courage is commendable for not fleeing before the battle.

Su He nodded and sighed lightly: "Brothers, it is Tianxuan who came here, who can save—"

"Canglang—"

The sound of Han Muye's long sword being unsheathed interrupted his words.

The sword light, like a meteor, pierced through the void directly.

One sword goes, one sword stays.

double swords.

The Ziyan Sword is like a star shining in the void.

This sword light is cold, as long as it appears, there will be blood light!

The sword light flashed three times in a row, breaking the sword skills of the three sword cultivators, and then piercing their bodies.

Kill three sword cultivators with one sword!

This kind of swordsmanship instantly calms everyone down.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A low shout came from the void, and an old man in a green robe stepped over a thousand feet in one step, and landed in front of Han Mu, with a long spear stabbing out loudly in his hand.

The gun is like a dragon.

The gun light was as blazing as the sun.

This blow made all those Xuanyang guards change color.

Half-step Heaven Realm cultivation base, defying the power of Heaven Realm!

This shot has been immersed in practice for at least two hundred years!

The flame light and the dragon's shadow merged together, bringing the dragon's chant and roar, flying over a thousand feet in an instant, and pounced on Han Muye.

The artistic conception in the gun is intertwined, and it is about to condense into a general trend.

The gun light just came out, and the coercion permeated instantly.

With such a spear glow, who can resist it?

"Prepare to save people!" Su He shouted, and the Xuanyang sword in his hand revealed a golden streamer.

Before this shot, even he was not sure that he could save Han Muye.

In front of him, seeing the gun light approaching him, a pair of phantom wings flashed behind Han Muye.

With a shake of his wings, his figure disappeared in place.

When it reappears, it is already thousands of feet away.

So fast!

Fight close!

"The knowledge may be superficial, but such courage is rare..." Lu Chen looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

To be able to face thousands of enemies without fear, to be able to fight in close quarters in front of a half-step heavenly realm overhaul, among other things, courage is commendable.

I don't know, how strong is it?

The old man in the half-step Heaven Realm laughed out loud, turned the spear in his hand upside down, turned his horse and stabbed directly at Han Muye's neck.

There is a saying in secular warfare that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger, but long spears are not good at melee combat.

But in the world of practice, is there really a difference between spears and short swords?

To fight at close quarters, ignorant indeed—

"Stab—"

Jian Guang brushed the spear forward, and did not collide with the powerful spear, but only led Han Muye half a step forward.

At this moment, the old man with the gun felt a little emotional.

This person is also a left-handed sword.

left hand.

The old man subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his left armpit.

A bloodstain slowly soaked through.

This is the last picture in his mind.

Flying thousands of feet away, with a close sword strike, from the beginning to the end, it didn't take half a breath!

Han Muye's movements were done in one go, without sloppiness, as if he had rehearsed millions of times!

One sword, half step to heaven, kill him!

"Om—"

It wasn't until this moment that the light from the old man's long spear shattered.

Until this time, the Ziyan sword that had killed the three sword cultivators was withdrawn.

Until now, everyone in the void was dumbfounded, staring at Han Muye who was standing across the sky with two swords in his hands.

Really, peerless sword repair!

"it is good!"

Lu Chen stroked his palms and shouted loudly: "The sword light shoots like a rainbow, and it's really fun to kill enemies with one breath!"

With both swords in hand, Han Muye let out a long howl and recoiled!

The sword light is faster than the meteor, the sword has just passed, and the person has already landed elsewhere.

People and swords meet and separate, and there are thousands of changes.

At this moment, in the void, there are only sword lights flying horizontally and vertically, and no one can match a sword!

Or Yiye, Dumu, Dianjin of Nine Profound Sword Sect, or Crescent Moon of Yuehua Sword Sect, or Zhongzhou Swordsmanship, or Donghai Swordsmanship, or Yuntian Realm Swordsmanship, or Fairy World Swordsmanship.

Before he knew it, Han Muye no longer paid attention to swordsmanship with the sword in his hands.

The sword has become Tao, why should it be skillful?

Attack from far and stab at near, walk with the sword, the sword is with the person, and the sword moves with the person.

Antelope hanging horns, fleeting.

Below, Lu Chen opened his mouth, wanting to chant some poems, but he didn't know how to describe Han Muye at this time with poems.

Su He and the others were holding the Xuanyang Sword, gripping the hilt tightly, their shoulders trembling.

How lucky to see such a swordsman today!

"This sword is so fast." Someone choked out such a sentence.

Then the others nodded in agreement.

Lu Chen muttered in his mouth: "What a fucking thief..."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Chen's complexion changed, he raised his hand to activate the battle gun above his head, and said in a low voice: "Quick back!"

retreat.

Can not not return.

Ahead, a phantom of a hundred feet in black armor appeared.

Heaven Realm, Nascent Soul Overhaul.

Farther away, waves of coercion surged.

Lu Chen's golden spear was fixed in the air, unable to penetrate an inch.

Out of body overhaul!

Today's siege, there is an out-of-body overhaul presided over.

Otherwise, Lu Chen, who is in the Grandmaster realm, would not be trapped to death in this wasteland.

In Zhongzhou, Lu Chen could fight out of his body.

In the face of the void and out-of-body overhaul, Confucian and Taoist masters can only protect themselves.

In this void, there are not only Nascent Soul powerhouses, out-of-body great venerables, but also several others.

Lu Chen knew why they came.

Therefore, he cannot leave today.

And those Xuanyang guards around him, and Han Muye in front of him, fell with him, it was not worth it.

Lu Chen took a step forward, and in mid-air, a phantom figure with a long robe and long sleeves appeared on his head.

"Om—"

The moment this figure appeared, five tyrannical forces in the distance turned into chains and chains, and fell around Lu Chen, imprisoning him.

Lu Chen's complexion remained unchanged, his purple look and majestic aura surged, and his clothes fluttered like a fairy.

"Han Muye, leave quickly."

Lu Chen shouted, and then looked into the distance.

"My generation of Confucianism and Taoism practitioners, to achieve benevolence and obtain righteousness, are all Dao."

"Today Lu Chen seeks righteousness for himself, and my way is endless."

On him, the prestige and awe-inspiring energy were shining brightly, as if they were about to burn.

The aura chains around him jingled, as if they were about to be shattered in the next moment.

In the void, the figure of my way appeared.

Each of them is tall and straight, with a bearing like a mountain.

Out of the body overhaul, the soul condenses the primordial spirit to come.

This out-of-body soul moves thousands of miles away, and its speed can be extremely fast in the void.

The five out-of-body major repairs suppressed it, Lu Chen's face sank like water, and he stood in the air with a piece of jade in his hand.

The next moment, in the void, there was a battle of great monks.

The battle between great monks can shatter thousands of miles of stars and collapse the world.

Han Muye looked up at the sky.

The five out-of-body souls are strong and weak.

Standing at the forefront, the Primordial Spirit wearing golden armor has a dignified aura, and has a practice mark different from that of the Yuntian Realm.

Han Muye had seen this mark before.

Faerie.

The fairy world is fighting in all directions, has the cloud sky world also surrendered?

Then the besieging and killing of Lu Chen this time was for the sake of the Profound Sky World behind Lu Chen?

"The practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism in the Tianxuan world are still masters." A smile appeared on the face of the Jinjia Yuanshen.

"Take it back, and it can be exchanged for a lot of fairy stones."

Take practitioners as goods.

With a gloomy expression on Lu Chen's face, he snorted coldly, and the aura of popularity surged all over his body, urging his mighty aura to turn into a halo of light, and slammed into the surrounding chains.

"Little friend, can the old man please help me take him away?" At this moment, a faint old voice came from Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he stood on the wasteland, bowed his head and said, "I don't know why senior didn't do it himself?"

The voice pondered slightly, and then sighed: "It is the old man who is greedy, and uses his own way to blend with this dying star avenue."

"I thought I could turn this star into my own Dao domain and step into the semi-sacred state. I didn't want to be burdened by it. I couldn't walk an inch for a hundred years, and my whole body of work was integrated with this star."

"Now even if I want to make a move, I can't do it."

There was a pause, and he said softly: "The old man's name is Lu Yuzhou, and he is the deputy director of Zhongzhou Huangcheng Academy. Lu Chen is my eldest son."

"I didn't expect that he would find this place following the breath of my blood."

"I know that little friend, you have extraordinary means, so I ask you to do it."

Lu Yuzhou of Imperial City Academy.

Han Muye had heard of this name before.

As the head of Bailushan Academy, Han Muye also paid attention to the news of the overhaul of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou.

It has been a hundred years since this Lu Yuzhou disappeared in Zhongzhou.

For great monks, it is common to retreat for a hundred years, and no one cares.

Unexpectedly, this person is trapped here.

Before, Han Muye only thought that the star had completely returned, and there was still a trace of the way of heaven.

It turned out that this was Lu Yuzhou continuing his life with his own avenue.

Han Muye used some earth and rock force to cover up his whereabouts just now, but he didn't want to reveal himself in front of Lu Yuzhou, making him feel his own strength.

"boom--"

In the sky, the chains around Lu Chen were completely locked.

Lu Chen's power couldn't stop the five out-of-body overhauls.

What's more, the great master who came out of the fairy world is obviously extremely powerful.

Behind, all the Xuanyang guards showed despair.

Life and death matters are small, but dereliction of duty is a big one.

With a loud cry, Su He led Xuanyang Wei Fei behind him to the front.

Moths to the flame.

Han Muye shook his head, put away his swords, and gently straightened his body.

"Since the senior entrusted it, then the junior will make a move."

Whispering in his mouth, Han Muye's golden aura soaring into the sky turned into a long sword.

The soul and sword energy are the bones, and the awe-inspiring energy is the skin.

The sword light just rose, and another purple long sword floated.

The meaning of the sword is the bone, and the spirit of popularity is the watch.

The twin swords soared into the air, and their Master Wang and Haoran Qi condensed into one, turning into a mighty lightsaber.

When the sword came out, Wanli Void was directly suppressed.

There is no way in the void, this sword is the way.

There is a Tao, and the power of heaven and earth is overwhelming.

At this moment, the dead stars seem to wake up.

"Confucianism and Taoism, great master..." Lu Chen's eyes were completely blank.

Why is the guardian of Xijiang the great master of Confucianism and Taoism?

Su He and Xuan Yangwei behind him were fixed in the air, their eyes widened in horror.

Why did a Confucian and Taoist master come here?

A Confucian and Taoist master who kills people with a sword?

How did the sword cultivator who swung his sword across the sky just now become a great master of Confucianism and Taoism?

"Thousands of miles of sharpness make a sword, cut off the galaxy and turn it into frost."

Confucianism and Taoism were visible above Han Muye's head. He wore a long robe with big sleeves and a high crown and jade belt. He spoke poems, poems and swords.

Sword poetry!

"boom--"

The ten thousand zhang long sword slashed down, mobilizing the power of poetry and prose, shining the light of the soul, and slashing the head of the primordial spirit who was out of the body in the fairy world with a sword.

Panic flashed across the face of the out-of-body master, he raised a jade plate, a golden talisman, and a small jade-colored bell in front of him.

magic weapon.

Every piece is a magic weapon!

There are three magic weapons hidden in this fairy world master.

Such a net worth can be called a rich man.

At this time, Han Muye still had time to sigh in his heart.

Seeing the three magic weapons being smashed into pieces by the long sword, he still felt pain in his flesh.

If only it was all my own...

"boom--"

The magic weapon shattered, and the primordial spirit under the magic weapon was cut off with a single sword!

There is the light of the soul on the sword, and there is the suppression of the awe-inspiring energy. The power of the primordial spirit wants to gather but can't do it.

The primordial spirit who came out of the body and overhauled, fell!

The great sword was flying across the sky, and the golden light was shining on it.

Killing a primordial spirit who has left the body and repaired it, and the power of the primordial spirit is stained on the sword, it is a great tonic for the soul.

The loss of this sword can be made up to some extent.

It's a pity that more of the primordial power dissipated and was absorbed by the stars below.

Even the fragment of the magic weapon was swallowed by the stars.

This is so horny...

"Jun Yuyang, you have been killed!" Among the remaining four out-of-body souls, someone shouted.

The other three were also panic-stricken.

"It's over, this is a direct descendant of the great sect in the fairy world, this, what should I do!"

Those out-of-body souls panicked, turned around and ran away. I don't know if they were shocked by the sword light in the sky, or because the identity of the beheaded Daxiu was really special.

The great cultivator ran away, how could the other practitioners in the cloud and sky realm dare to stay?

In an instant, the birds and beasts dispersed.

With some regret, Han Muye scattered the sword light above his head, feeling the power of the primordial spirit gathered in it.

Poetry is made with talent, and sword is blended with poetry. In the sword, there is the power of spirit, righteousness, and endless popularity. The soul is in front, and a sword can be cut.

This sword is completely the nemesis of the primordial spirit.

Han Muye felt that if he killed a few more primordial spirits, his spirit could go further.

such a pity.

Of course, even if these out-of-body souls don't leave, Han Muye won't use his sword again.

He can't last a few swords with his whole body, how could he waste it here?

"Han..." Lu Chen, whose chains were broken, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said to Han Muye with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Is it Han Zhenshou, or Grandmaster Han?

With a smile on his face, Han Muye bowed his hands behind Lu Lu.

"Senior Lu Yuzhou, the younger generation is lucky to live up to their fate."

Lu Chen's face froze, his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to turn his head.

Didn't break the chapter this time?

Not broken?

no?