Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Yuan Tianjianzun!

Han Muye looked at the figure in his mind who looked like a star floating around, and was dressed in a sword intent.

Who is not Yuan Tianjianzun!

The ancient swordsman who ran rampant in the western borders and murdered without fear was really related to the destruction of the ancient sect Lieyang Palace.

"Foolishness."

Yuan Tianjianzun raised his hand, and a sword pellet flew out.

"Hong Chaoyang, if you can take the deity's three swords and not die, the deity will give you the opportunity to inherit the Lieyang Sect."

Swordsmanship, concealment.

This swordsmanship Han Muye learned from Dantian's warm-raised swordball, and has seen it countless times.

With this swordsmanship, Yuan Tianjianzun did not know how many strong men he killed.

The sword pill seemed to be indeterminate, and it drew Shattering Void, and in a flash, it was already in front of the person holding the long sword.

"Jianzun said three swords, then Hong Chaoyang will take the three swords!"

The sword-wielding man laughed, Sword Ray in his hand turned into a fire dragon, and he opened his mouth to swallow the sword pill.

Lieyang Palace Zhenzong swordsmanship, Tianlong.

Whether it is the swordsmanship of Zangkong or the swordsmanship of Tianlong, they are no longer able to measure the kendo level of Jiu Xuan Jianmen.

In Han Muye's view, if Zang Kong is the pinnacle of sword-wielding with qi, Tianlong is the pinnacle of sword-wielding with qi.

Yuan Tianjian's kendo Cultivation Base is tyrannical, and the sword pill contains a non-cast Sword intent, while Hong Chaoyang is a Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base.

"Bam—"

The fire dragon that devoured Jianwan exploded, and Jianwan had turned into a hiltless double-pointed long sword, stabbing straight at it.

quick.

The advantage of the sword pill is unparalleled speed.

Too fast to react.

"when--"

The sword in Hong Chaoyang's hand blocked the sword pill hard, and half of the sword edge flew out.

Hong Chaoyang's figure also flew out backwards, and blood spurted from his mouth.

"Haha, there is another sword!"

Hong Chaoyang looked up at the sky and smiled, and the spiritual light on his body turned into a beam of light.

Above his head, a phantom of a hundred-zhang golden armor appeared.

"If I, Hong Chaoyang, can take Yuan Tianjian's three swords and not die, I will be able to talk proudly in front of this fellow daoist in Xijiang in the future!"

When the voice fell, the golden armor phantom above his head exploded, turning into an endless torrent, and slammed into the handleless Flying Sword in front of him.

"Self-shattering Yuanshen?"

"Okay, Hong Chaoyang, if you don't die, I won't come to Lieyang Palace within three thousand."

Yuan Tianjianzun's voice was rolling, and the long sword Sword Ray, which was transformed by Jianwan, condensed into a thin line of thousands of feet, weaving and intertwining, flowing between every minute.

That is to control the Sword intent to the limit, every minute, it is the node of the void world!

In the cabin, Han Muye, who was holding the broken sword, closed his eyes and shuddered.

Even after endless years, seeing such swordsmanship still makes his blood boil.

This is the real kendo powerhouse!

"boom--"

The torrent transformed by the primordial spirit of Hong Chaoyang collided with Sword Ray's net, and was smashed inch by inch.

After ten breaths, Sword Ray disappeared, and the torrent dissipated.

Hong Chaoyang's face was covered with ashes.

"The deity will not set foot in Lieyang Palace within three thousand years."

Yuan Tianjianzun's voice faded away.

"Palace Master!"

"Palace Master!" One after another sad and angry voice sounded.

Figures rushed to Hong Chaoyang's side and supported his crumbling body.

"Hehe, what is sadness?"

"This palace master can take Yuan Tianjianzun's three swords, and he has no regrets."

"For three thousand years of Bao Lieyang Palace, the lord of this palace has died."

In the picture, the vitality of Hong Chaoyang slowly dissipated.

After that, Broken Sword was sent to Lieyang Palace where swords were stored.

After that, the palace was destroyed with a loud noise, and the broken sword was buried.

The picture behind is the scene where Broken Sword was found by Guan Chaosheng after countless years.

After a fight, Guan Chaosheng killed several fellow practitioners, and then returned with his sword.

He is the final victor.

After that, he went to the ruins to explore several times, but found nothing.

The sword was still silent and rusted in his hand.

The sword of Hong Chaoyang, the master of Lieyang Palace, the overhaul of the ancient heaven and the gods!

Bowing his head, Han Muye's eyes fell on Broken Sword.

The broken sword at this time has completely changed.

The sword body, which is less than two feet, has a clear and transparent halo.

The silk of aura on the sword wrapped all the fractures.

A Sword intent combined with the infusion of Spiritual Qi cultivated by Jin Yang Jue, made this sword silent for countless years and regained its former glory.

Even now it is a broken sword.

Before this sword breaks, it must be a Magic Treasures level sword.

And it's also a boutique in Magic Treasures!

Feeling the sword intent dormant in the broken sword, like the power of a sleeping tiger, Han Muye felt a little emotion in his heart.

If Guan Chaosheng had inspired the power of this sword before, it would really be able to run rampant in the western border.

With the activation of his enlightenment Cultivation Base, not to mention the ability to fight the heavens, at least the situation is invincible.

However, Guan Chaosheng is not a sword cultivator, and he doesn't have the Cultivation Technique of Lieyang Palace, so he really can't return this sword to its true colors.

"Om-"

Just as Han Muye sighed, his expression suddenly changed.

The warm sword ball in his Dantian vibrated, and then the broken sword he held in his hand also trembled slightly, as if frightened.

This--

Eyes wide open, Han Muye smiled wryly as he felt Dantian Zhongjianwan's domineering cruising as if to show his sovereignty.

Just now I was still feeling that Guan Chaosheng had no chance.

But looking at it now, this sword clearly has no relationship with him.

Yuan Tianjianzun's sword pill and the sword of the palace master of Lieyang Palace can only choose the same.

A spiritual sword with its own choice.

For Han Muye, is this still a choice?

Jian Wan has spent the earth spirit of the Cao family's spiritual mine veins to warm up, and will soon become Magic Treasures, or the treasure of the ancient swordsmanship overhaul. Although this broken sword is also a treasure, it is still much worse than Jianwan.

With a sigh, Han Muye put away the broken sword.

This baby first warms up the Sword Intent, and in the future, whether it is handed over to Sect for merits or sold, he can make a fortune.

Somewhat depressed, he put away the sword, Han Muye checked the small cloth bag that Bai Suzhen handed over, and smiled again on his face.

This cloth bag is a small storage treasure, and there is about one side of it.

At this time, the space on one side was filled with all kinds of spiritual materials.

All kinds of spiritual spar minerals, all kinds of high-quality elixir, and many high-grade Spirit Stones.

According to Bai Suzhen's estimate, the treasure in this bag is worth 1.3 million Spirit Stones.

Sure enough, the only way to make a lot of money is to make high-quality Medicine Pill.

How much do those cloud qi pills have to be refined to earn so much?

What's more, what Han Muye really earns is not these goods at all.

Putting away the cloth bag, he carefully took out a jade bottle.

In this jade bottle, there are two immortal purple jade pills!

This is the biggest gain!

Han Muye feels that he will find a way in the future to give Bai Suzhen more motivation.

Even give her something sweet.

Only by helping yourself to attract more business can you get more high-quality medicine pills.

If he had to collect elixir pill refining by himself, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to make a single pot in ten years.

When Feizhou returned to Jiuxuan Mountain, the sun was setting.

Han Muye and Lin Shen paced to Jiange, watching Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan Lugao sitting around the wooden table in front of Jiange.

"Come back so soon?"

Seeing Han Muye's return, Huang Laoliu shook his head and said, "I thought you weren't coming back tonight."

Han Muye sat down at the table unceremoniously, grabbed Gao Xiaoxuan's tableware and made the little white fox in Gao Xiaoxuan's arms bark.

After eating and drinking, Han Muye reached out and took out a small cloth bag.

"I made a lot of money today, and those who see it have a share."

He reached out and took a handful, and seven or eight pieces of top-grade Spirit Stones fell on the table.

The little white fox who was still staring at Han Muye immediately changed his eyes, his eyes were like water.

Gao Xiaoxuan gave Huang Laoliu a wink, Huang Laoliu laughed, reached out and grabbed three top-grade Spirit Stones and stuffed them into his arms.

Several others were no longer polite, grabbed Spirit Stones, and dispersed.

Han Muye went straight up to the third floor, and then sat down to practice.

Today's pill refining, and then warming up the sword, not to mention the spent Sword intent, the Spiritual Qi in Dantian has been mostly empty.

He directly took out a top-grade Spirit Stones and held it in his palm, and swallowed two top-grade Yunqi Dan, Han Muye closed his eyes and started to run the Golden Sun Art.

In Dantian, Sword Qi is swirling around, the sword bone in the body flashes with jade-colored aura, and in the divine possession, the lightsaber condensed by the divine soul Sword Qi keeps spinning.

When one of the top-grade Spirit Stones Spiritual Qi was exhausted, Han Muye pondered for a moment, took out the jade bottle containing the Purple Jade Pill, and poured out one of them.

For those who are enlightened by the environment, the Ziyu Pill is a superior elixir that communicates the power of heaven and earth, and inspires the fusion of the soul and the power of the avenue.

But in Han Muye's view, the role of this Medicine Pill is to enhance the power of the soul.

Medicine Pill is in the palm, wrapped in Spiritual Qi, slowly blurring.

When it reappears, it has already fallen into his divine treasure.

A purple spiritual mist constantly emits a halo, shrouding the sword of the soul, and slowly raising it.

This is the correct usage of the Immortal Pill.

After refining

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, stored in the Dantian Qi Sea or the divine treasure, warming and nourishing to stimulate power.

Only when such treasures are for the breakthrough Realm, will they directly swallow all the power of the explosion.

Spiritual Mind swept across the entire sword pavilion through the black sword stuck in his hair. Han Muye found that Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan were both on the ground floor of the sword pavilion at this time.

Huang Lao Liu's body is surrounded by several pieces of broken Spirit Stones, of which Spiritual Qi has been absorbed.

Can absorb the Spiritual Qi in the top-grade Spirit Stones, Huang Laoliu's Cultivation Base should not be weak.

It's a pity that this guy pretended to be a mortal, and walked on the mountain every day, attracting those Jianmen disciples to adore him with emotion.

Also an old man.

"when--"

"when--"

The bell rang on Jiuxuan Mountain.

Han Muye stood in front of the sword pavilion and received the long sword sent by Fengshou Mountain.

Most of this batch of swords were harvested by He Xuanqi and Wang Hui.

It was obvious that the Nine Profound Sword Sect was deliberately creating the names of these two disciples.

Yuanmu, seeking fish and swordsmanship, has also become a sought after existence among disciples in Sect.

In connection with the story of Han Muye instructing He Xuanqi in front of the sword pavilion and letting him and Wang Hui combine the two swords, it is also circulated in the sword gate.

Holding the hilt of the long sword and pouring Sword Qi, Han Muye saw the battle situation in front of Fengshou Mountain through the flashing images in his mind.

The owner of this sword is the saber of the former disciple of the Tailing Sword Sect in Western Xinjiang.

Under the leadership of its Sect Leader, the remnants of the Tailingjian faction took refuge in Nanhuang and fought against various sects in the western border at Fengshou Mountain.

There are also ethnic forces in the Southern Wilderness.

It's just that these human forces respect the demon clan and surrender to the major clans of the demon clan.

In fact, it is one thing, there are also demon forces in Xijiang, and they also submit to the human Sect in Xijiang.

For cultivation, for living, there is no right or wrong.

From the picture of the long sword, it was not easy for the Tailing Sword Sect to take refuge in Nanhuang.

In Han Muye's view, it can only be self-defeating.

From this sword tool, Han Muye also saw that there are indeed many strong men from the Southern Wilderness coming.

On the other side of Fengshou Mountain, the battle may be even more intense.

Send the sword into the pavilion, register and make a book, and when Han Muye goes out again, there is a tall bald head in a strong suit standing at the door.

Zhao Pu.

"Brother Han, while there is nothing to do during these days, let's go to the secret place."

"When I get back, I'm going to Fengshou Mountain."

"The battle with Fengling Sword Sect is about to end, and the masters of my Nine Profound Sword Sect are already slowly retreating."

Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye and whispered.

Han Muye nodded and said, "I'll tell the sixth brother."

After speaking, he turned to look at Lin Shen: "Teacher Lin, are you ready?"

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