Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

From the old Golden Core flying out of the battle circle to Han Muye beheading him with a sword, it took less than three breaths in total.

The changes are so fast that the entire battle circle is stopped.

The Golden Core powerhouse can be called the ancestor, who has a thousand years of life, and established a sect.

A sword!

fall from the sky!

It is the top power of the Western Border in the Half Step Heaven Realm, and I dare not say that it can kill such a person with one sword, right?

It was not until Han Muye flew with his sword and rushed towards the battle circle that surrounded and killed Xia Yi, did the people around him regain their senses.

"Rush out!" Among the eight elites, the female cultivator in black shouted.

They rushed out of the siege before they could let the inspector and the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect Senior Brother Han fully take action.

As long as they can break out of the siege, the plan of those who intercepted them was broken.

"kill--"

The eight Sword Qi auras converged into one and slammed into the front.

The people in black surrounding outside were at a loss for a while.

Originally, the mission was guaranteed to be guaranteed, but why did a killing god suddenly appear.

This hasn't even started yet, his family has already suffered heavy casualties, even an Elder and two deacons have fallen?

Eight people rushed forward, but no one dared to stop it!

The battle situation changes rapidly, and the offense and defense are interchanged.

"This man must die!"

Among the three Golden Core masters who surrounded Xia Yi, two of them looked at each other, then stepped out and faced Han Muye.

Xia Yi showed Sword Ray in his hand, just about to contain it, the remaining Golden Core powerhouse in front of him had a tyrannical aura rising.

The sky-high cloud energy combined with aura, as if to shatter the world!

Broken Gold Core!

At the price of not being able to move an inch in this life, smash the Gold Core in exchange for a moment of extreme combat power.

In this moment, the person in front of him who is the Half Step Heaven must be treated with caution.

In front of a strong man of the same rank who had broken the Gold Core, Xia Yi could only withdraw his hands and face off with his sword.

In front of Han Muye, two Gold Core powerhouses face off!

The others were in mid-air, and the two swords in their hands pointed at the two Golden Core powerhouses who were approaching.

Sword in hand, blood is burning!

At this moment, he just felt the joy of being a sword cultivator!

Killing people with the sword, but staying alive with the sword, why not be happy!

Cultivation, holding a sword, just for this moment!

What kind of longevity, what kind of happiness, are no match for this sword Fanghua!

Let go, Zi Yan turned into a crescent moon.

Lifting the sword Qingming is like training a horse.

The two Sword intents that had been consumed before were transformed into countless Sword Qi, which were wrapped around the two long swords and intertwined.

"The swordsmanship of Yuehua Sword Sect!"

The short-bearded old man on the left drank lowly, holding swords in both hands, Sword Ray was like a water dragon, blocking the Ziyan Sword.

When the sword edges touched, the old man's complexion changed again.

The power on the Ziyan Sword was not inferior to him.

Sword intent!

There is Sword intent in the sword!

"boom--"

The water dragon burst, and the Purple Flame Sword swirled and danced, like a flying sparrow.

The old man on the right has a white beard, and the rapier in his hand lifts forward, the sword turns into the wind and clouds, and hangs the Sword Ray of Han Muye's Qingming sword.

"Ding--"

With a soft sound, the two swords were separated at a touch.

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen's golden swordsmanship!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Muye alertly.

The Ziyan sword turned, Han Muye staggered his hands, took the Ziyan dagger in his right hand, Qingming in his left hand, and both swords on the side, standing in the air.

One person, block two Gold Cores.

"Really, a peerless swordsman..."

Among the eight people who rushed out of the encirclement, the female cultivator in black looked up and whispered.

Several other people stared at Han Muye, who was one to two, and did not retreat, but did not speak.

Even if he doesn't admit it, the feeling of looking up is deeply planted in his heart.

Such swordsmanship is really like a sword fairy, you can only look up!

The two Gold Core overhaulers had solemn expressions, one left and one right, their auras condensed into substance, their long swords brought out their edge, stabbed and slashed, and fell on Han Muye.

"The Tailing Sword School Town School's swordsmanship peak is back."

Han Muye drank lowly, and the Qingming sword swept out.

The sword turned into a spiritual light, and the old man who was called by Han Muye to break the sword looked gloomy, and it was too late to change his move.

"when--"

The two swords collided, and Sword Qi exploded.

Sword to sword.

Han Muye smiled and waved his right hand holding the Ziyan dagger.

"Look at my style, how about it?"

At this time, what his right hand uses is clearly the peak back swordsmanship of the Tailing Sword Sect!

Just this sword, Sword Ray converged and turned into a solitary peak. As soon as it appeared, there was a feeling that it was difficult to climb a ten thousand zhang peak.

Compared with the Gold Core old man who used the sword before, this sword has an extremely high artistic conception.

The peak of this style appeared, and the two Gold Core powerhouses of the Tailing Sword Sect stared in horror.

"Who the hell are you!"

The short-bearded old man gritted his teeth, the sword in his hand burst out with a bright Sword Qi, and stared at Han Muye.

It takes at least a hundred years of immersion for this type of peak to be cultivated to this level.

Could this person be a reincarnated senior from the Tailingjian faction?

Otherwise, how could there be such swordsmanship!

"boom--"

The solitary peak exploded, knocking the sword-wielding old Gold Core back Half step.

Han Muye showed his body, like a golden eagle floating in the air, shooting straight ahead.

The two swords just now were designed to grab people's hearts.

At this time, this sword is killing!

The two swords were intertwined, and the aura suddenly turned into a fire dragon of Zhang Xu.

Start a prairie fire!

Five Profound Swordsmanship, Liaoyuan!

This style of Liaoyuan was made by the elders of the outer sword pavilion of Jiuxuan Mountain and the ancestor Tao Ran together.

Sword Ray intertwined and merged into a dragon of wind and fire.

This swordsmanship, in the hands of the Half step Tianjing, can fight the Tianjing!

When the fire dragon appeared, the white-bearded old man had already changed color.

Swordsmanship has spirit, and spirit has great momentum!

Although it has not yet become a sword stance, it has already taken shape.

This kind of swordsmanship can't be stopped!

"Junior Brother Hao, hurry up!"

He shouted violently, the sword in his hand exploded, a phantom appeared outside his figure, and Sword Ray rushed towards the fire dragon.

By force?

Overwhelm with Gold Core?

Han Muye shook his head slightly. Gu Yi, if he challenges with his own power, and he is not a Cultivation Base in the Qi Condensation period, then it really cannot stop the power of the Gold Core.

But this type of prairie fire was made with the power of the Sword Intent that was left over from before.

The sword intent is compatible, the wind and fire have become, and it can't be stopped!

"Roar--"

The originally long fire dragon turned into a hundred zhang, swallowed the white-bearded old man in one bite, and then raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound of the dragon's roar shook hundreds of miles!

The fire dragon roared, swung out its long tail, and swept the fleeing Gold Core to the ground, and then spit out a strong breath of fire, forcing all the practitioners in black to retreat, and then it slowly turned into nothingness.

The Gold Core realm devoured by the fire dragon also disappeared.

This is Liaoyuan.

The power of swordsmanship passed down from the fire veins of the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

Wrapped in the wind and fire, is the Gold Core, and it can only be the nourishment to help the flame!

The fire dragon dissipated, Han Muye stood with his sword in hand, a hundred meters in front of him, and it was charred black.

Of the two Gold Core masters who fought against each other, one had died and the other had fallen into the dust, not knowing his life or death.

Such kendo power, how powerful!

Sword cultivation means sharpening the sword.

With the sword in hand unfavorable, how to kill, how to protect the Tao, how to fight against the sky?

Han Muye turned his head and slowly looked at the old man who confronted Xia Yi and broke the Gold Core.

At this time, the old man's face was blushing and his eyes were blood red.

"die!"

"Go to death-"

He roared up to the sky, and the spiritual light on his body turned into a beam of light, slamming away towards the surroundings.

Blow up!

Gold Core self-destructs, the power of an instant explosion, even the Half-step Heaven Realm will have a headache.

Xia Yi's expression changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Little friend, go back!"

A Gold Core Power self-destructed, within a radius of ten miles, under the circumstances, would be injured.

If Han Muye and the others are so close, I am afraid that even if they don't die, their bones and muscles will be broken, and their souls will turn into nothingness.

Xia Yi's body has a dignified breath rising, and the Xuanyang sword is raised in his hand.

"Hold the sword Xuanyang, uphold the right path of heaven and earth!"

He drank it in his mouth, and the Sword Ray on his body condensed into a mask and pressed forward.

Han Muye shook his head.

Unstoppable.

Xia Yi wanted to suppress the power of self-destruction with his Spiritual Qi and Sword intent, and confine the power of self-destruction within a certain range.

Unfortunately, his Cultivation Base is not enough.

How can it be possible to suppress the self-destruction of a Gold Core overhaul unless it is a Half Step Heaven Realm?

"Little friend, I only have the power of ten breaths."

"You take them away."

Xia Yi's face was dignified, and determination and absoluteness appeared in his eyes.

"As Xuanyangwei's inspector, this is my duty."

"Upholding justice, there will naturally be bloodshed."

On him, brilliance flashed.

This is burning the power of his own soul and activating the Gold Core.

I also wanted to see Xuan Yangwei's methods, but unfortunately, I haven't seen much, and I will try my best.

Han Muye shook his head, put his swords away, raised his hand and pointed it out.

"call out--"

A shrill scream slashed the Shattering Void, and the streamer flashed.

The three-footed hiltless sword pierced and shattered the Gold Core power of the self-destructing old man.

Like fireworks rising, the endless Spiritual Qi soars into the sky.

But this Spiritual Qi, really just Spiritual Qi, has no lethality at all.

The Spiritual Qi is broken, unable to control the power of the Gold Core, and naturally let this Spiritual Qi dissipate.

"Sword Pill..."

Looking at the hiltless sword that was taken back by Han Muye and turned into a jade white pill, Xia Yi murmured.

"Okay, that's awesome..."

"This, is this still the Western Border?"

In the distance, the eight Zhongzhou elites raised their heads and whispered.

Such means, even in Zhongzhou, are rare, right?

The inheritance of swordsmanship in Western Xinjiang is actually so strong?

Han Muye slowly landed on the bluestone, his eyes swept around.

The men in black with swords were all shivering.

There were also two realm sword cultivators, whose faces were also pale.

Gold Core can't stand a sword, what can they do?

"boom--"

At this moment, there was a loud noise on the Yingchou Cliff, and countless bluestones flew down.

The whole cliff began to shake.

A breathless air came.

Xia Yi's expression changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "It's a big demon!"

Big demon.

More than a big demon, this kind of breath has not yet reached the heavenly realm, but it already has a state of perfection in the realm of the earth.

It's the Half step heaven!

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked at the overturned cliff.

"Run away—"

The men in black fled in panic and ran away.

"Thorn-"

Not far away, a wooden root appeared, wrapping a man in black and swallowing it underground.

Then countless wooden roots flew and dragged those fleeing black men into the ground.

This is an absolutely powerful wood demon!

The eight Zhongzhou elites turned pale and rushed to Xia Yi's side.

Xia Yi held the Xuanyang Sword, his eyes swept to the slowly pressing down cliff, and the endless wooden roots, and said solemnly: "This big demon is at least half step heaven. Today, I am afraid it is difficult to leave this place."

His words made the eight elites panic even more.

There is a great fear in life, only between life and death!

Han Muye turned his head and looked not far in front of him.

The Tailing Sword Sect Gold Core master who was wounded to the ground by his blazing prairie was already dragged by a wooden root and swallowed into the ground.

"Little friend, I will explode the Gold Core and Xuanyang Sword later, and block this big monster with the strongest force for a moment."

Holding the hilt in his hand, Xia Yi looked at Han Muye.

"You leave alone."

"Maybe there is a silver lining."

Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the cliff and stone wall that came down.

With one hand behind his back and Jianwan in the palm of his right hand, he floated up in the air.

Step into the sky and use the sword, Sword Qi fights the sky!

It looks like this, it's really like an immortal!

Behind Han Muye, there is a divine soul Sword Qi condensed.

"I have a formula called Wanjian Guizong."

"I don't know if this wood demon senior is willing to teach me a thing or two?"