Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Senior brother, are you not interested in Yuntian Medicine Valley?"

In the flying boat, Mu Wan looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "If not, why do you still want to leave when you know so many people are fighting Yuntian Medicine Valley?"

After leaving Medicine Valley, Han Muye was simply wandering the mountains and waters along the way.

This Mu Wan couldn't believe that her senior brother was really so idle.

"Yuntian Medicine Valley is the Holy Land of Pill Dao in Xianyuan World, and it is also the Holy Land of Pill Dao in this world."

On the flying boat, Han Muye looked at Mu Wan who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, smiled and said, "Of course I'm interested."

Interested, so are you leaving?

Mu Wan stared at Han Muye with wide eyes.

"But Yuntian Medicine Valley is too loose, and too many of them have their own small calculations."

"This kind of medicine valley is meaningless even if you are in control."

Han Muye's eyes were deep, and he looked at the void in the distance: "I'll just wait for them to make a scene."

"The one who stays, the most determined Dan Xiu, I will give them unexpected opportunities."

Unexpected opportunity.

Are those ancient gods medicine gardens with unimaginable amounts of elixir hidden in the ancient cloud galaxy and other voids enough?

From several investigations, Han Muye has already grasped the location of hundreds of ancient gods medicine gardens.

The collection of elixir dao books in the ancient gods, is there enough inheritance of elixir dao?

Several divine court treasure houses were opened. With the help of the memory search of divine generals and swords and treasures, Han Muye had already pinpointed the collapsed location of the ancient divine court's book collection hall.

This hall, which has gathered almost all the cultivation inheritances in the ancient times, is open, and there must be many alchemy inheritances in it.

Just taking out a little bit can make Dan Xiu go crazy at this time.

Are these opportunities?

Only those who have a firm mind are eligible to receive it.

Mu Wan nodded, and there were many small stars in her eyes.

Unimaginable opportunity.

There are so many good things in the hands of my brothers and sisters that I can't count them.

In the void, aura flashed, and there seemed to be chaos.

Mu Wan can't remember how many times this is the first time they have met along the way.

Today's Shangtianyu is indeed a mess.

From the Heavenly Domain to the Void, there are competitions from various sects everywhere.

"Kuraga-"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed came out, obviously it was Zhao Yu and the others.

He had already understood Han Muye's temper, so he had to deal with this kind of thing, so he might as well take action directly.

According to Han Muye, my generation of sword cultivators, punishing the strong and helping the weak, sees injustice on the road, isn't it a matter of our own?

Jianxiu, he should take care of others who dare not take care of things.

As Han Muye said several times, Zhao Yu and the others couldn't stand their arrogance as disciples of the Three-Day Sword Pavilion.

Afterwards, when encountering a chaotic battle, he directly used his sword to settle the matter between the two sides.

As for whether the two sides will fight after they leave, then they will not care about their affairs.

"when--"

The sound of swords clashing came from the void.

Then, several auras arose.

The sword of the sword pavilion disciple did not calm down the battle ahead, but instead attracted a counterattack.

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, his body moved, and he flew towards the front.

The other disciples looked at each other and flew away, leaving only two Jiange disciples in green robes to stay to protect Feizhou.

"Jiange acts, idlers retreat."

The sound of Zhao Yu's violent shouting came, and the aura and sword light in the void in front of him froze.

There were smiles on the faces of the two Jiange disciples standing in front of the flying boat.

This is the power of the sword pavilion.

It is the accumulation of countless years in the last three days.

Killed with the sword in hand.

"Zhong Hai Yu Hao, guard the flying boat carefully—"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the front, and then there was a resounding sword cry and a shining aura.

The expressions of the two Jiange disciples changed greatly. As soon as they drew their swords in their hands, they saw the spiritual lights turned into chains, sealing them in a radius of ten feet.

The light array isolates them.

Someone is going to attack Han Muye in the flying boat!

This is an interception aimed at Han Muye!

The two sword pavilion disciples looked at each other in horror, the triple sword pavilion appeared behind them, and the sword in their hands was fully slashed, but it could only cause the light array to vibrate slightly.

can not go out!

Done!

Fright and despair flashed in their eyes.

If Han Muye is intercepted and killed here, the face of the sword pavilion will be lost!

At this time, it is the time of the disputes in the upper heaven. For Jiange, face is strength.

Once the tyrannical image is broken, it will attract countless hungry wolves to bite.

Yuntian Medicine Valley is a foreshadowing!

"boom--"

A sword was slashed on the light formation, and the disciple of the Jiange Pavilion with a long sword gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Zhong Hai, with our means, it will take at least a quarter of an hour to break through this formation."

"Or I'll blow up the sword pavilion." His face showed absolute determination.

Hearing his words, the disciple of the Jiange named Zhong Hai shook his head: "Junior brother Yu Hao doesn't have to do this. The other party is just entangled with us, which means that he does not dare to face my Jiange."

"Besides, Han Mu's field strength is far higher than ours. Even if we get out of trouble, it won't help him much."

Taking a breath, he stared at the light array in front of him: "If he can't even handle this battle, he is not qualified to have so much wealth, and he is not qualified to be so taken seriously."

...

At this moment, on the flying boat, Han Muye and Mu Wan were standing side by side in front of the deck.

Before Feizhou, more than a dozen practitioners in black robes slowly gathered.

Their auras converged, and their faces were indifferent and solemn.

It's just that the bearing is obviously not something that ordinary little cultivators can have.

"Han Muye?"

The leader, with gray hair and a colorful jade belt tied around his waist, looked at Han Muye and spoke lightly.

Han Muye's eyes fell on these people, and he chuckled lightly, "Want a spirit stone or a treasure?"

His words made everyone stunned.

So refreshing?

Before the leading Taoist could answer, Han Muye shook his head: "I really don't understand, I'm willing to offend Jiange just to order some spiritual stones and treasures. You don't take Jiange seriously?"

Hearing his words, the leading Taoist laughed and pointed at Han Muye, "I knew you were going to use the sword pavilion as tiger skin."

"But I, Guangyuan Sword Sect, don't eat this."

"We rebellious sword cultivators will not obey his sword pavilion orders."

The smile on his face faded, and the Taoist stared at Han Muye coldly: "Besides, you are not a disciple of the sword pavilion, and the sword pavilion will not make a big deal for you, an outsider, at this time."

His voice fell, and the practitioners behind him had a faint light of aura and sword light converging.

In the distance, the sound of roaring and cracking was louder, and it was obvious that the battle with Zhao Yu and the others was fierce and unusual.

The voice made everyone here frown.

"Guangyuan Sword Sect?" Han Muye had a playful smile on his face.

"It's normal for you outsider to know about my Guangyuan Sword Sect," a Daoist carrying a long sword floated on his body, staring at Han Muye, "I'm afraid you only see the sword pavilion in your eyes."

He raised his hand, mobilized the long sword behind him, the sword light condensed into a line, and headed towards the flying boat and Han Muye on the flying boat.

In this sword, there is sword intent.

But not much.

A practitioner who is not at the third level of the Golden Core.

Han Muye shook his head, the smile on his face subsided.

"boom--"

The Sword Intent of Chongxiao burst out suddenly, and the sword light of ten thousand feet pierced through the void!

The lingering cold, like the eternal ice, makes people tremble and can't help themselves.

This sword intent is like a mountain, directly smashing the sword light that came from flying.

Jianxiu who drew the sword widened his eyes, trembling all over, unable to even stand in the air.

"The next time someone is a gunman, listen more and see more."

Han Muye spoke lightly, raised his hand and drew the scattered sword light into his hand, a sword energy permeated, and the image came to mind.

His eyes turned to the other pale-faced practitioners: "It's enough to not be afraid of the power of the sword pavilion. Even the Guangyuan Sword Sect dares to climb. It's really courting death."

He didn't shoot, but the sword light in the void vibrated and screamed.

Those sword cultivators were pale, trembling, and bleeding from their mouths.

The shock of the kendo primordial spirit caused their sword hearts to collapse. This punishment was not too heavy, but it also prevented them from improving their cultivation in this lifetime.

"Let me guess, who is so bold, dare to kill me in front of Jiange."

Among the swords and long swords, he only saw that he was a lone practitioner of the fifth layer of heaven that had collapsed, and several other people were similar to him.

As for the leaders, their identities are not clear at all.

Those few people recruited them, just saying that they would kill a fat sheep, which would give them enough benefits.

Anyway, there is chaos everywhere now, and it is the chance to grab it.

There are countless people doing this in the void now.

Han Muye deduced several details in the picture, and could see the identities of the leaders.

Wuyang Pavilion.

"In the last three days, there is no one else who dared to face the sword pavilion and kill him. Apart from Yuling Dao Sect, I'm afraid there is no other family, right?" Han Muye said softly.

Yuling Daozong!

Those sword cultivators all flashed with joy in their eyes.

Bet right.

It is said that they dare to lead them to intercept and kill the people protected by Jiange, and they are certainly not ordinary people.

Holding the thigh of Yuling Daozong tightly, the future is boundless, and the opportunities are endless.

There was a smile on the face of the leading Taoist. Before he could speak, he heard Han Muye speak again: "But the Yuling Taoist Sect is not going to do such a hidden thing."

Yuling Daozong is the largest sect of Daoism, and it will not deal with Jiange. If you really want to kill it, why hide it like this?

Han Muye's words caused the daoist's smile to freeze on his face.

The others were also stunned.

"In the last three days, there was only one sect who didn't dare to admit when he did things, hide his head and show his tail, provoked disputes, profited from it, and liked to take advantage of it, right?"

Han Muye shook his head and said softly, "Junior sister, which one do you guess?"

His words made Mu Wan cover her mouth and laugh out loud.

"Senior brother, is this still a guess?"

"It must be Wuyang Pavilion."

"You sell those tea leaves in Medicine Valley, but you make them jealous."

Wuyang Pavilion!

The swordsmen looked at the people in front of them.

No guessing.

The changes in the breath and expressions of these people have exposed everything.

This is the case with people who cultivate the way of business. They appear to be cunning, but they are actually very bad.

This was revealed by someone, and he was immediately panicked.

"Hmph, bluffing." The leading Taoist no longer concealed his killing intent, and his body burst out with aura.

The aura shone and collided with Han Muye's sword light.

This is an extremely powerful monk!

Just the prosperity of this spiritual light has already made the Taoism overpowering, and it has become a Taoist domain.

Half-Saint, or the powerhouse in Half-Saint.

"Om-"

Another Qingpao Taoist also had aura.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light shone out from another sword cultivator.

Three and a half saints overhaul!

This is the real interception!

The few practitioners who were just playing soy sauce were full of fear, and their legs trembled.

Three and a half saints intercepted the battle situation, what are they doing?

Are these people eligible to participate?

After cultivating for hundreds of years, they are not stupid, and they instantly understand the reason.

Just back the pot.

Take their corpses to blame.

Several people showed despair on their faces.

When Han Muye is beheaded, they will die!

"Shoot, lest there be too many dreams in the night." The Taoist leader sighed, and the aura in his hand triggered a long blue-gray whip, which wound directly toward the flying boat.

The sword lights and magic weapons of the other two directly collided with Han Muye.

The void was imprisoned by these three attacks, as if it were about to shatter.

"Haha, three and a half saints." Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said softly, "How much are you looking down on me?"

despise!

The sword light rose, and a long sword flew out from the sword box behind Han Muye's back.

Wanhe Sword.

Lingbao!

"Om-"

The long sword turned into ten thousand sword lights, a light twist, and the three attacks in front of them all shattered.

The sword mark on the magic weapon stick was three inches deep, and it was almost cut off by a sword.

The long sword in Jianxiu's hand has been cut into three pieces by a single sword.

The worst is the Taoist who triggered the whip, and the whip was twisted into countless segments.

The expressions on the three people's faces changed dramatically, and their figures retreated in panic towards the rear.

Such kendo, such a treasure, they are not at all invincible!

The information provided by Du Chengshan is completely wrong!

Unfortunately, their retreat was not as fast as Han Muye's sword light.

Han Muye's face was cold, he raised his hand a little, and his aura exploded.

The kendo primordial spirit scattered into the sword light, causing the ten thousand long swords to gather into one sword, one flickering.

Hide empty.

No phase.

All swords are united.

With one sword and three moves, the sword light turned bloody.

"boom--"

Three beams of light soared into the sky.

One sword, cut three and a half saints!

The three semi-sacred powerhouses of the last three days were beheaded by a single sword, and they could not even escape.

Semi-sacred major repair, fleeing with all his strength, there should not be many people in this world who can stop him.

But at this time, the three half-sages who fled with all their strength were beheaded by a sword.

Mu Wan's eyes flashed brightly in the eyes of Mu Wan who was standing beside Han Muye.

The few practitioners who had shrunk in their original places were completely stupid.

"boom--"

A sword light slashed out in the distance, and then Zhao Yu, who arrived with the sword, flew down with suffocation.

Several other Jiange disciples followed closely behind.

It's just that when they landed in front of the flying boat, they were all dumbfounded.

The nurture of spiritual light triggered by the three semi-sacred great self-cultivation has not dissipated.

It will take at least half a day for the aura of the fall of such a powerful cultivator to dissipate completely.

"This—" Zhao Yu widened his eyes and looked at Han Muye, whose sword light had not yet completely subsided.

"It's just a clown jumping on the beam." Han Muye shook his head and led Mu Wan into the cabin.

"Keep these guys, it's a pity to kill them."

Han Muye's voice came.

Zhao Yu and the others turned their heads and looked at the few cultivators who were dumbfounded.

A quarter of an hour later, the flying boat flew away under the protection of several sword lights.

Only a few trembling practitioners remained.

After a while, many streamers flew around.

Half a day later, Wuyang Pavilion intercepted the disciples of Jiange Pavilion, and finally lost, and the news of the fall of the three semi-holy cultivators was spread.

"What kind of senior's relic will let the three and a half saints of Wuyang Pavilion kill them?"

"Even the sword pavilion is intercepted, it must be a treasure!"

"As soon as the sword pavilion shot, he killed three semi-sages, as expected of the sword pavilion..."

The sword pavilion is the sword pavilion in the end.

But more people quietly followed the flying boat and went to the depths of the void.

Treasures, opportunities, have always made people's blood boil, and they don't care about themselves.

"Brother Han, thank you very much." Zhao Yu looked at Han Muye, who was standing on the deck, and said in a low voice.

This time, Jiange not only did not lose face, but became famous.

But Zhao Yu knew that it was Han Muye who killed the three semi-sages.

Instead, the people from the Jiange were dragged and unable to escape, and they couldn't even rescue the flying boat, which was a shame.

"There's no need for that." Han Muye waved his hand, looked ahead and said, "I have a deep relationship with Jiange."

If Han Muye said this in the past, Zhao Yu and the disciples of the sword pavilion beside him would definitely feel contempt.

Anyone can have a relationship with Jiange?

But when Han Muye said these words, their faces became more joyful.

A strong swordsman who can slash three semi-sacred swords with one sword is a rare master in today's upper heaven and in the current sword pavilion.

"That's it." Han Muye said softly, looking at a lonely star surrounded by meteorites in front of him.

Zhao Yu looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "This is it."

The flying boat stopped, and Zhao Yu and the disciples of Jiange began to explore around.

Han Muye led Mu Wan to fly down several meteorites to see the surrounding scenery.

"Don't say, this void walk is really a lot more interesting."

"If it wasn't for a practice session, how could you see such scenery?"

Walking hand in hand with Han Muye, Mu Wan whispered softly.

The dangerous place in the eyes of others, the secret place of seniors, in the eyes of these two people, it is a rare lonely place, a romantic scene.

There is really love in the eyes, where there is no scenery.

When they returned from a stroll around, Zhao Yu and others were already waiting in front of the flying boat.

"The place where senior sits and transforms is on this star."

"It's just that the power of dead silence spreads on it, and the spiritual energy is exhausted. When we step on it, there is no battle strength."

Zhao Yu had a solemn expression on his face and spoke in a low voice.

This kind of situation had been encountered by Han Muye when he was rescuing Lu Yuzhou.

The stars are dead silent, and the spiritual energy is hard to survive.

A cultivator's combat power can only rely on his own strength, not the power of heaven and earth, nor the blessing of heaven.

"Also, there are a lot of tails behind." Zhao Yu's face was much gloomier.

Elsewhere, their Jiange is not afraid of siege.

But if you go to the dead star and lose your combat power, the situation will be different.

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked at Han Muye.

This senior's secret place was known to him, and he proposed to explore it.

But unknowingly, Han Muye has become the leader of this investigation.

This is the result of the influence of strength.

In the world of practice, strength is the most respected.

"Let's go, it's all here." Han Muye waved his hand to put away the boat, and walked hand in hand with Mu Wan, straight into the dead star.

Watching the two fall into the stars, Zhao Yu turned to look at the people around him.

"Junior brothers, treasures are not allowed, but you must protect Brother Han and Fairy Mu."

"Especially Wood Fairy."

Several people nodded, the sword light moved, and rushed into the stars.

After a while, the surrounding spiritual lights and sword lights flashed, and they followed into the stars.

...

The dead star is almost the same, a barren.

As soon as Mu Wan landed on it, she frowned and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, this star makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

Han Muye turned to look at her, nodded and waved a golden halo.

"It should be the power of death that affected your mind."

Sure enough, Mu Wan felt much better when the golden soul power was isolated.

However, she still looked around strangely, as if there was some kind of prying power coming towards her.

But when she looked again, she couldn't see clearly at all.

Fortunately, with Han Muye by her side, she was not afraid.

As Han Muye moved forward, the towering mountains, the dry riverbed, and the weathered city were all displayed one by one.

"Cultivation in the world, the power of time and space is the most difficult to control."

"Even if it is a treasure in the world, it is not worth the passage of time."

Han Muye looked at the city ahead and spoke softly.

Mu Wan nodded.

She is still far from being able to control time and space, and these are only half-understood by listening to what Han Muye said.

"Looking at the structure of this star world, it was also a prosperous place at the beginning."

"Junior sister, would you like to see what this star looked like back then?"

Han Muye's words made Mu Wan stunned.

See what it looked like back then?

What do you think?

Seeing her bewilderment, Han Muye chuckled lightly, "It's just a retrospective of a dead star for 10,000 years."

"It's not difficult."

He raised his hand, and a gray halo flashed away in his hand.

In an instant, the entire star turned into lush green, with peaks and peaks, surging crowds, and continuous palace towers!

Zhao Yu and others who had just landed, as well as the practitioners from all walks of life who had just entered the stars, all looked at the scene in front of them in horror, completely at a loss for a while.

The vicissitudes of life!

Turn back time!