Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The purpose of these people coming to Qingmang Mountain is to surround and kill Xia Yi and the people who were tested by Xuanyang Guard that he led.

Some experts have already gone, and others are sweeping away all the witnesses and blocking the news.

From the long sword, Han Muye also saw the activities of instigating the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Several Sects who had been in contact with the Tailingjian faction before were threatened and had to participate.

And this time the instigator, the host, is the great demon Hu Taisheng.

Back then, the elder of the Lie Yao Valley, Tuoba Cheng wanted to beheaded.

"boom--"

There was a roar in the distance.

The direction is exactly where Han Muye and the others left.

The masters of the Tailingjian faction attacked Xia Yi and the others!

Han Muye raised his head to look at the men in black who were besieging him, his eyes narrowed, and there was a chill in them.

Xia Yi and the others cannot have an accident in the Western Xinjiang.

The power of Xuanyang Guard of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, he had seen from the Xuanyang sword.

If it attracts the forces of Zhongzhou to step into the western border, the western border will be even more chaotic.

"Brother Zhao, Coach Lin, make a quick decision!"

"Hu Taisheng convened a gathering of insurgents in Shen Yuangu, you go and kill him."

Han Muye drank in a low voice, and then Sword Qi floated up on his body.

Hearing his words, the Sword Ray on Zhao Pu and Lin Shen exploded!

Hu Taisheng!

Under the door of Sanshizhai, who would you most like to kill?

Hu Taisheng!

"kill!"

The two of them spoke in unison, and drank their swords violently!

Zhao Pu's Sword Ray turned into a giant tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead, roaring up to the sky, and slammed directly into the front of the big man standing in front of him.

Lin Shen was even more straightforward, breaking the sword in his hand and bringing out Sword Qi of ten feet, Sword Ray slashed down, and thousands of Sword Qi caused the sky to shatter!

The two powerhouses were repelled by Lin Shen and Zhao Pu with one sword.

"Can't stay alive!"

The leading Tailingjian faction gritted his teeth, snorted lowly, and rushed out again with a blue light on his sword.

"boom--"

In the distance, the roar resounded.

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen fellow daoist, please help." Xia Yi's voice came from a distance.

As the Golden Core realm, the strong Xuanyang Guard of Zhongzhou actually called out for help!

Han Muye's eyes swept forward, and his figure stepped into the air.

"I'm going to rescue the people from Zhongzhou."

Lin Shen nodded, raised his hand and swept his sword, blocking all those who wanted to kill Han Muye.

Although he had never seen Han Muye make a full effort, Lin Shen knew that Han Muye was definitely strong.

Back then, in the ancient great cultivator Immortal Cave, Han Muye gave him even the great cultivator jade bones.

Zhao Pu looked back and said in a low voice, "Brother Han, can you?"

Lin Shen grinned and said, "Men, of course it's okay."

After he finished speaking, he looked forward, and his fighting spirit rose to the sky.

"Brother Zhao, let's compare and see who can kill faster?"

Zhao Pu laughed, shaking his hands and taking out the White Tiger scroll that Han Muye gave him.

"Compare, compare, that's what you said."

The White Tiger scroll unfolded, and the endless Sword Qi turned into a White Tiger descending the mountain, rushing towards the men in black.

Then he swung the big sword horizontally in his hand, enclosing the strong person in front of him.

"Quickly fight, then go to Shenyuan Valley and kill Hu Taisheng!"

Lin Shen flew up and shouted loudly, "Kill Hu Taisheng—"

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At this time, Han Muye had already escaped for dozens of miles and was flying over the Yingchou Cliff.

At the bottom, nearly 100 practitioners in black clothes surrounded Xia Yi and his eight trial disciples.

In the middle of the battle circle, Xia Yi blocked the four strong players with one enemy and four.

These four Sword Rays shine, Cultivation Base is not inferior to Xia Yi, they are all Golden Core powerhouses.

If it wasn't for Xia Yi to trade injuries for injuries and fight to the death, I'm afraid he would have already lost.

Not an absolute powerhouse, who dares to say that one person can fight the same rank alone?

"Little friend Han, please take them away, save one count as one!"

Below, Xia Yi shouted loudly.

Zhao Yijia and his eight Zhongzhou trial disciples were surrounded at this time, and there were also several powerful people around them.

Eight of them lined up and cooperated with each other, trying their best to resist one or two.

Xia Yi shouted, ten figures among those men in black had already rushed to the sky, holding swords to kill Han Muye.

This is the world of practice.

A life-and-death fight is on the front line.

Dozens of hundreds of years of practice in the usual Sect may be buried in this moment.

Seeing the figure rushing towards, Han Muye slowly raised his hand.

Ziyan in the left hand, and the dagger carries a flame.

The right hand is Qingming, and the long sword is bright.

With two swords in hand, he has Sword Qi condensed on his body.

Just kill!

out the sword.

The Qingming Sword took the Sanzhang Sword Ray and swung it down.

People follow the sword, where the sword's edge falls, people have arrived.

The two figures who came in front of them did not expect Han Muye Sword Ray to come here so quickly, they were about to raise their swords to block, but they were already chopped to pieces.

The other eight people paused, and when they saw Han Muye Sword Ray scattered, they were already in the battle circle.

"Kuraga-"

The short sword Ziyan crossed a strange arc, reversed lightly, and spilled a piece of blood!

One sword, eight Qi Condensation same rank, fall!

From fighting to falling, it is but a breath.

"Master!"

Someone below exclaimed.

What kind of master can kill ten Qi Condensations with one sword?

Han Muye's figure reappeared, already on the stone platform below, in the battle circle.

"Om-"

The Qingming Sword shook, Sword Qi poured in, and Han Muye picked up the sword in the hand of the Foundation Establishment Jianxiu in front of Zhao Yijia.

The footsteps do not stop, and the Sword Ray does not stop.

After walking around, Han Muye picked up all the swords from the hands of the Foundation Establishment powerhouses who besieged the eight people!

For Han Muye, the swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword Sect has no secrets.

From entry-level swordsmanship to town-style swordsmanship, he has studied and derived, and can grasp every flaw in it.

"Kuraga-"

The long sword shook, and Han Muye stood in front of the eight Zhongzhou elites. Whether it was the eight elites from Central Province or the men in black outside the battle circle, they all stared at Han Muye, who was holding swords in both hands in horror.

Take out twelve swords and pick up twelve Foundation Establishment swordsmen with swords in their hands.

Jian Xiu, the sword is in people, the sword is like life.

If Han Muye can pick up their swords, he can pick their lives!

"Fuck, so fierce..."

Behind Han Muye, the black-clothed female nun spoke, and her face turned red.

The other male disciples looked at each other and nodded.

Really galloping!

"Array, two, three, three, He Jin, Zhao Yijia, follow my sword."

Han Muye raised his sword with both hands and drank lowly.

The eight Zhongzhou elites did not hesitate and lined up, with Zhao Yijia holding a dagger and He Jin holding an iron fan following Han Muye on either side.

At this time, they all looked solemn and solemn.

In their opinion, Han Muye's swordsmanship was shocking just now, but there are too many enemies today.

There are several strong people in front of the road blocking the road.

It's hard to kill.

"Haha, Xiaoyou Han's swordsmanship is unparalleled. When he enters Zhongzhou, he will definitely be famous all over the world!"

Xia Yi, who was a pair of four, laughed out loud even though his body was covered in blood.

"Today, you can rest assured that as long as you take them away alone, I, Xuanyang Guard, will report your kindness to the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

"It's easy to help you become the No. 1 Sect in Western Xinjiang!"

Xia Yi shouted, and Sword Ray in the palm of his hand flourished a little more.

Han Muye didn't answer, but he did with the two swords in his hand.

"Om-"

The Qingming Sword brought out the three-zhang Sword Ray horizontally, and the purple short sword flew out, drawing an arc-shaped crescent moon, flashing and agile.

Two swords, two swordsmanship.

One is grand and broad, and the other is strange and light.

The man in black who was trying to get in the way in front of him was cut open by the purple Sword Ray before he could make a move.

"Walk."

Han Muye let out a low voice, stretched out his hand and grabbed the flying Ziyan Sword, and stepped out.

Eight Zhongzhou elites followed closely, Sword Ray burst with aura and rushed forward.

"Stop them!"

The situation in which Xia Yi was besieged, some of the Golden Core powerhouses shouted in a low voice.

The three strong men with dignified aura drew their swords, flashed their bodies, and stood in front of Han Muye.

situation.

Han Muye pointed his two swords forward, and his Spiritual Qi and Sword Qi condensed into a line.

To fight, of course, is a battlefield situation!

The long sword stabs forward, the person advances one zhang, and one step closer.

With one enemy three, a more advanced battlefield situation!

At this moment, in Han Muye's divine treasure, pictures emerged one after another.

He seemed to be a bystander, looking at himself holding two swords, fighting the three swordsmen of the realm in close quarters.

The sword move used by the middle-aged man in the black robe with short beard on the right side is the Three Spirit Swordsmanship, Wind and Rain.

This swordsmanship transforms the wind into the water, with a light cloud and mist in the sword, a sword comes out, there are thousands of Sword Qi accompanying, Sword Qi enters the body, either death or injury.

To break this sword technique requires a sword.

The green forest of the Yunhe Sword Sect, one sword turned into a dense green wood forest, Sword Ray disappeared, pierced through the forest and killed.

Sword up, blood gushing.

The Cultivation Base of the skinny old man on the right is the pinnacle of the earth's channel, and the sword in his hand is a semi-spiritual weapon.

This person's swordsmanship Cultivation Base is plain, nothing fancy.

If you want to kill this person, get close, and get down.

Taking a step, the sword in his right hand is released.

The purple streamer passed through the chest, and the blood flowers it carried were brilliant.

Draw the sword, hold the sword, the two swords are staggered, and there is only one person left in front of him.

Time, one third of the past.

Slowly raising his hand, the sword pointed forward.

The muscles on the sword repair face of the last enlightenment First Stage trembled, and the shoulders shook unconsciously.

The heart has no will to fight.

This is the swordsmanship!

For some reason, such a word appeared in the minds of the elites of Central Province.

With pure swordsmanship to enlightenment, with every move, he kills one person with one sword.

This is not what swordsmanship is!

"I'm here to kill this man."

Some of the four people who surrounded Xia Yi made a noise, and then after a pause, they withdrew from the battle group and stepped out.

The sword goes with the body.

Before anyone arrives, Sword Ray has turned into a 100-foot-long fighter, and he is headed down!

Use the sword with intent!

Half step Sword intent!

Golden Core Second Stage, Half step Sword intent.

Such powerhouses cannot fight if they are not of the same rank!

Under the sword intent, Han Muye seemed to be suppressed by coercion, unable to move.

The old man who drew the sword sneered and said in a low voice, "There is a bit of talent, I will kill one of you, and kill ten people from the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

Sword Ray swept away, like sweeping leaves in the autumn wind, and within a hundred breaths, it reached the top of Han Muye's head.

The eight Zhongzhou elites were completely powerless before this Sword Ray, and could only watch Sword Ray fall.

Such Sword Ray, can't hide!

Han Muye wasn't ready to hide either.

A mysterious aura emanated from him.

The face of the old man facing the sword changed, his eyes widened, Sword Ray was one point faster.

Sword intent!

How could there be a Sword intent!

How can you repair Sword intent without reaching the realm!

Whether it was the eight elites or the old Golden Core elders, they all stared wide-eyed, watching Han Muye's two-handed swords reveal a mysterious and magnificent Sword intent.

"when--"

The Qingming Sword was raised, and the long sword filled with Sword Intent was dazzling and dazzling, easily blocking the old man's Sword Ray, while the Ziyan Sword had disappeared at this time.

It appeared again, right at the neck of the old man with the sword.

Passing by, blood splattered!

A double Sword intent!

Kill Golden Core with one sword!

The two swords were intertwined in his hand, Han Muye pointed in front of the long sword, and said lightly: "Rush."

When the words fell, he turned around abruptly and flew into the battle group of Xia Yi and the three Golden Core sword cultivators.

If he dares to save people, he must save them completely.

Killing one Golden Core is killing, and killing three more, how difficult is it!