Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Dharma Guardian Army.

God slave.

Shinto practitioners practice with the help of external forces, and their own strengths are somewhat weak.

But this is relative.

The Shinto practitioner Cultivation Base improves very fast, and with the blessing of incense and willpower, it can continuously create strong people in the situation.

This was also the reason why the Profound Sky army had never been in the upper hand in the battle against the Realm of No Resentment.

In the face of the predicament, Marquis Wu could only attack again and again, looking for opportunities to kill God King masters.

The Shinto practitioner Cultivation Base in front of Han Muye is around the Gold Core Eighth Stage, and his body already has a condensed divinity.

The so-called divinity is roughly equivalent to the Nascent Soul condensed by other practitioners.

If this Shinto cultivator condenses and takes shape, he can differentiate into a divine avatar, which is no different from Nascent Soul.

Seeing that Han Muye was indifferent, just looking at himself, the Shinto cultivator in gold armor flashed annoyance, raised his hand a little, and stabbed the war gun in Han Muye's chest.

The war gun is wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, which contains the power of sharpness. Before the gun arrives, the sound of thunder has already shaken.

A power of divine soul poured out from the void to lock Han Muye's divine soul.

The fighting methods of Shinto practitioners have changed more than Han Muye has seen from those weapons before.

At least the power transmitted above the gun is closer to Martial Skill.

And the suppression of the power of the soul is purely a divine way.

It seems that after many years of war, Shinto practitioners have also learned to use multi-faceted means to deal with the enemy.

With the spear to the chest, the power of the soul is like a deep, if it is an ordinary practitioner, in the face of such repression, it can only be motionless and hate on the spot.

But Han Muye's spirit power is extremely strong, and his combat power is even more monstrous.

In his eyes, there was a golden light, and the light burst, wrapping the other party's soul.

"boom--"

The qi around the Shinto practitioner on the opposite side shattered, his face was pale, and the long spear in his hand could not be grasped and fell.

He looked at Han Muye in horror and wanted to speak, but felt dizzy and couldn't speak for a while.

Han Muye reached out and held the gun in his hand.

Sword Qi poured into the gun, and he saw the picture he wanted.

On this Star, the No Resentment Realm has deployed an army of 200,000 people to fight with the same number of Profound Sky army.

The Shinto practitioners on the opposite side are responsible for cleaning the periphery of the battlefield.

The Profound Sky World side also has such masters to wipe out scattered enemies.

The most tragic battle situation ahead was in an unnamed canyon. According to the thoughts of the Great Army of No Resentment Realm, most of Tianxuan's generals would be wiped out there.

"Sword cultivator in the fairy world?" Han Muye saw a group of kendo cultivators in green robes and long swords appearing on the screen.

These practitioners came from the fairy world, formed a sword formation, dashed in front of them, and charged in the long and narrow valley, with no disadvantage.

The Scarlet Flame Army formation in the Profound Sky World could not stop these people at all.

"Sword Pill." Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

He was surprised to see the Sword Pill he handed over to Mu Wan.

More than a dozen sword pills form a line, which is the key to blocking the sword formation in the fairy world.

I just don't know if the sword pill was handed over by Mu Wan voluntarily, or was it requested by the leading general of the Chi Yan Army?

The images in his mind flowed, and Han Muye saw the Shinto practitioner named Sun Yun practising the method opposite.

Similar to Huang Tingshu's Dahuang Ting, it gathers the power of incense.

However, through deduction, Han Muye felt that there were loopholes in Sun Yun's method.

Because his foundation of Shinto was forged by the empowerment of his elders, not by his own practice.

If one day the elder wants to take back his Cultivation Base, it will be easy.

Such means are very similar to Devil Dao.

In fact, the practice of collecting faith and incense is a god or a demon, only separated by a thin line.

Holding the spear in his hand, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

On the opposite side, Sun Yun's trembling and struggling body stiffened, and after a while, he bowed and stood.

Han Muye repaired the Great Yellow Court, imitating the other party's Shinto practice, and directly suppressed Sun Yun's spirit with the tyrannical spirit power.

At this time, Sun Yun, who was wearing the golden armor, became the Divine General of Han Muye.

"You wait for me here."

Waving his hand and throwing the spear back, Han Muye spoke lightly.

This protector Divine General, he is still useful.

Sun Yun nodded, and with a movement, he disappeared in place.

The power of the divine way still has merit.

For example, at this time, Sun Yun was in a space created by the power of the divine way, and practitioners in ordinary heaven could not find it at all.

This method is very suitable for sneak attack.

Han Muye turned his head to take a look not far away, and flew towards the nameless canyon where the battle was fierce.

Before they reached the valley, several divine lights had already met them.

Han Muye was impatient, his eyes showed killing intent, Sword Ray flashed in his hand, and a sword pellet flew out, piercing through three divine lights.

The direction of the sword pill recipe remains unchanged, falling directly to the edge of the battlefield below.

"boom--"

The sword pill fell to the ground and exploded, blasting the nothingness in a radius of a hundred zhang.

Before several Shinto practitioners could react, they were self-destructed by this sword pill.

A sword pill costs millions, and if you can kill a realm Kaishen, you will earn it. What you can see at this time is that there are clearly two Gold Cores and three Kaishen Cultivation Base's No Resentment Realm Army will be killed by Lingguang and Sword Ray wrapped.

Han Muye didn't hesitate, reached out and ejected the five sword pellets.

Jiandan formed a three-star sword formation in mid-air, and the other two directly crashed into the army formation below.

The flying Shinto cultivator was blocked by the sword formation, and the two sword pellets that fell in the battle formation burst, sending up smoke and dust.

"boom--"

The originally neat and tidy No Resentment Realm Army formation was hollowed out by two large holes.

Deafening cheers erupted from the Profound Sky World side, and the army was suppressed.

"Ugh-"

The army of No Resentment Realm began to retreat.

Han Muye flew and landed on the edge of the cliff, looking at Mu Wan, who was wearing a white shirt, stained with dust, and blood-stained Mu Wan walked slowly with a smile on her face.

"Brother."

Mu Wan came over, opened her blood-stained hand, and gently buried her head in Han Muye's chest.

Han Muye reached out and stroked Mu Wan's soft hair.

Although Han Muye came alone, he also brought many psychic continuation pills.

Seeing Mu Wan leading a group of Dan Xiu shuttles in front of the seriously injured generals, bandaging their wounds, healing them with Spiritual Qi, and helping them recover with the power of Medicine Pill, Han Muye couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Mu Wan, who used to be pale when she was in the Western Xinjiang, was now able to face her broken arm and body with equanimity.

Seeing her skillful bandaging movements and her serious and serious expression when she treated the wounded generals with Medicine Pill and elixir, she really grew a lot.

"Mr. Makino." A Daoist in a green robe and a middle-aged man in black armor came forward.

Daoist's name is Lu Chengyang, who is the imperial envoy Jiandan, a strong man who resists the sword cultivation formation in the fairy world. The middle-aged Heijia is the commander of the 30,000 army here, and the Yushenwei leads Zuo Hegu.

As Han Muye thought, Mu Wan only kept two sword pills to protect herself, so she gave all the other sword pills to her body.

Lu Chengyang.

If it wasn't for Lu Chengyang's use of Jiandan to block the sword formation of the Immortal Spirit World, the canyon position would have been lost at this time.

"Mr. Muye, Fairy Muwan is kind and generous. Not only does she try her best to treat the injured, but she also takes out a treasure that protects her body. Everyone respects me at my Yushen Guard position." Zuo Hegu bowed to Han Muye and said.

They know the relationship between Mu Wan and Han Muye.

That sword pill was given to Mu Wan by Han Muye for protection.

At this time, Han Muye came, and if he didn't explain clearly and offended a big cultivator like Muye, he would not be able to afford Zuo Hegu.

Lu Chengyang also thinks the same way.

Holding the sword pill, Lu Chengyang looked at Han Muye: "Mr. Muye, return this sword pill."

Han Muye glanced at Jiandan, waved his hand and said, "Just a little Jiandan, my junior sister is here, you just need to protect it."

Han Muye couldn't stay here forever.

Zuo Hegu and Lu Chengyang showed joy on their faces, and hurriedly bowed back.

Han Muye spent a day at the army station in the valley, gave Mu Wan a protective treasure, gave her the sword pill and the psychic continuation pill, and left quietly.

As Mu Wan said, everyone has their own path of cultivation.

She can't always ask her brother to protect her.

Han Muye found Zuo Hegu and Lu Chengyang, and taught them how to form swords.

It is impossible to form a universe array, but you can form several good sword arrays with sword pills.

With this sword formation, Lu Chengyang and several Cultivation Base Half step heavenly powerhouses can easily resist the sword formation of the fairy world.

Fight in a lineup.

Seeing Jiandan flying and dancing with his own eyes made Jianxiu of the Immortal Spirit World dizzy and had to retreat, Han Muye left with satisfaction.

Leaving this world, Han Muye checked and knew that there was a great cultivator quietly guarding this area, then he hid his figure and flew away with the subdued Divine General Sun Yun.

Ten days later, an aura vibrated in front of him.

Standing in the void for a moment, a general in red armor appeared, bowed towards Han Muye, and then led him to fly down a meteorite with a radius of a hundred miles.

There, Qin Suyang, Baili Xinglin, Yan Zhenqing, and other top powerhouses were all there.

Wearing a gray-black robe, Marquis Wu stood in front of him with a stern face.

Seeing Han Muye's arrival, everyone nodded slightly.

Marquis Wu's eyes fell on Sun Yun behind Han Muye.

"There are many control methods in the Shinto practice method, you should be careful to be backlashed." Wuhou said.

For such a big cultivator as Marquis Wu, it was obvious at a glance that Han Muye suppressed Sun Yun with the power of his soul.

Han Muye nodded, looked at everyone and said, "To set up the Conferred Gods stage, to mobilize the power of the divine way, the closer to the realm of no resentment, the better."

"I subdued this person and found some information."

The No Resentment Realm is said to be a realm with several Stars, and the eighteen God Kings of that year each occupy one side. Later, several God Kings fell, and the power of incense on some Stars was chaotic.

According to Han Muye's plan, it is to find a Star where the God King has fallen and the power of incense is chaotic, and then set up the Conferred Gods platform.

After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked at Marquis Wu.

Others also turned their attention to Marquis Wu.

Such matters require Marquis Wu to make decisions in person.

Sneak into the surrounding Star of No Resentment Realm, if one is not careful, it may lead to siege by the army.

Even if other powerhouses can leave, I am afraid they will suffer heavy casualties.

"it is good."

After pondering for a moment, Marquis Wu nodded.

Half a day later, the three flying boats flew out of the meteorite and headed for the endless void.

On the flying boat, Han Muye looked at the people in front of him with a hint of emotion on his face.

"Senior Brother Han." Zhao Youzhi, whose arm was cut off, Li San, who was wearing a sword intent, and Jiang Han and the others all stood on the flying boat with excited expressions.

On the other side, Lu Xiaoyun with a strange look on his face bowed and saluted, and then called out "Old Ancestor".

No way, Lu Yuzhou is the ancestor of her family, as Lu Yuzhou's brother, Lu Xiaoyun naturally wants to call the ancestor Han Muye.

The eighteenth powerhouse of Xuanyang Guard was ready to command the envoy, and now he can only look at Han Muye in front of him depressed.

The Xuanyang Guard team led by Lu Xiaoyun was very powerful and was assigned to guard Han Muye.

This time, although Han Muye is not the most critical, he is also the main planner.

At this time, Lu Xiaoyun's Cultivation Base is already a half step heaven. According to Xuan Yangwei's practice, her Cultivation Base is fully suppressed.

Li San is already the Cultivation Base of the Heaven Realm, and the Cultivation Base of Kendo is extremely strong, and the whole person has lost the laziness he used to be in the Western Border, but instead has a refined Killing intent.

Zhao Youzhi's left-handed sword has been repaired to the point where it has no traces.

The current Zhao Youzhi is one of Lu Xiaoyun's trump cards.

Han Muye took the exam, and Zhao Youzhixiu's swordsmanship was still in full swing, but the dignified and upright were mixed with strangeness, making it hard to resist.

Sometimes, practice is like this, and it is not necessary to follow the path that outsiders think.

When he was in the Western Xinjiang, Han Muye once suggested that Zhao Youzhi practice the reverse crescent moon swordsmanship.

But Zhao Youzhi still pursues uprightness.

In Han Muye's view now, there are countless paths of cultivation, and it is not the best direction to deduce. It is a smooth path, and it is not the cultivation path chosen according to one's own mind, and it will definitely be full of thorns.

Cultivation, facing it calmly is the right thing.

Old friends meet again, and Han Muye accompanies them for a drink.

When everyone talks about being in the Western Border, in Jiu Xuan Jianmen, and in Yunchao Mountain, they are all emotional.

If you don't enter Zhongzhou, you don't know the greatness of Tianxuan.

If you don't enter the imperial city, you don't know the prosperity of the world.

Without Tian Xuan, how do you know that the world is vast and boundless, with thousands of realms, and it is absolutely wonderful?

"When I was stationed on Fengming Star, I had a discussion with several Fengming Star sword cultivators, and I felt that their swordsmanship was a combination of the magic sword and the intentional sword."

"Senior Brother Han, can kendo practice be integrated into various paths?"

Putting down the wine glass, Jiang Han spoke in a low voice.

The Nine Profound Swordsmen's Outer Sect was the 100th in that year. At this time, he was full of calmness, with two swords on his back, with Sword intent flashing on one handle, and a hint of magic on the other.

fusion.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Unconsciously, these same sects of the year have all gone their own way.

"Cultivation in the world is not so finely divided. Who stipulated that the sword of mind must be cultivated, and who said that the sword of magic must be cultivated?"

The water vapor from the wine glass in Han Muye's hand spread out and turned into three feet.

The three-foot water vapor instantly froze and turned into an icy long sword.

As soon as the long sword came out, there was a hint of a lingering Sword intent.

Condense the sword with the law, control the sword with the intention.

But so simple.

"Om-"

The ice-cold sword in Han Muye's hand shook and shattered into countless pieces.

These countless pieces of broken swords turned into butterflies and danced in the cabin, which was really beautiful.

sorcery?

Sword Technique?

Zhao Youzhi, Jiang Han and the others looked blank.

A flash of light flashed in Li San's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice, "Broken!"

A Sword intent flashed, shattering all the butterflies.

The shattered butterfly came back as a cloud and back into Han Muye's wine glass.

"Drink if you drink, can you be a fool?" Li San glared at Han Muye and drank the wine in his glass.

Han Muye laughed, raised his hand and drank the wine in front of him.

...

After a drink, Lu Xiaoyun led Li San and others away quietly.

They need to go one step ahead and set up there Star.

Along with them was Sun Yun, the Divine General who was subdued by Han Muye.

After Li San and the others left, Han Muye practiced Closed Door Training until three days later, a general came to invite him.

Marquis Wu recruited each other.

When Han Muye arrived at the cabin where Wuhou lived, he saw Wuhou in a green robe sitting in front of the small desk, holding an ink pen in his hand, sketching.

Under the pen, a cyan dragon shadow walking through the clouds has taken shape.

Every piece of scales on the dragon shadow is clearly visible.

Han Muye was a little stunned.

The practice method of Marquis Wu is actually the same as Tuoba, the Sect Leader of the Nine Profound Sword Sect in the Western Border.

Tuobacheng condensed his own qi and blood into the pen and ink and landed on the scroll.

Marquis Wu is infused with the power of great supernatural powers, and there is a soul in his pen.

"Have you seen this practice method?"

Looking up at Han Muye, Marquis Wu said softly.

Han Muye nodded.

"Is it Xijiang?" Wuhou chuckled and looked at Han Muye: "Xijiang Jiuxuan Mountain, I was there back then."

"You should know the origin of the sword pavilion."

The sword pavilion.

Inherited from heaven and earth, the realm of Xianyuan.

That is the mundane practice Sacred Land.

"Back then, I went to Xianyuan World and returned as a disciple of the Jiange Inheritance."

There was a trace of nostalgia on Wuhou's face, and he sighed softly: "After all, I am not a sword cultivator."

"The sword pavilion can only stay in the western border and suppress the passage to Xianyuan world."

The sword pavilion, was Wuhou brought from Xianyuan world?

Han Muye looked at Marquis Wu in front of him.

"In the world of practice, after arriving at Karma, there is Samsara. Brother Wen and I were unable to escape the calamity of Samsara, so we stayed in this world."

"Senior brother Wen has different ambitions, and I will do my best to help him."

"The sword pavilion has been inherited from the Xianyuan world for three days, which is even grander than that of the ancestors of Tianxuan."

Looking at Han Muye, Marquis Wu lowered his voice and said softly, "I hope that one day Tianxuan is in trouble, and you won't stand by."

Tianxuan is in trouble.

In the end, what plan did Wen Xiang have that would bring disaster to Tian Xuan?

Even if it is the fairy world, it won't let the powerful Tianxuan world overturn, right?

Han Muye frowned, and just as he was about to speak, Sword Ray flashed in front of him, and endless streamers struck.

Dao domain.

I don't know when, I have already fallen into the Marquis Dao Territory!

Taking a deep breath, looking at the endless Sword Ray that was attacking and killing, Han Muye drank lowly, and the Sword Intent long sword in Qi Sea condensed into a line and slashed down instantly.

Sword to Sword!

Wuhou Zeng Xiu Jian Pavilion inheritance, his own kendo Cultivation Base must be extremely strong.

But for Han Muye, in front of the swordsmen in the world, there is no one who can make him bow his head!

"boom--"

Sword Ray collided and turned into scattered aura.

That aura appeared, and it has become a lightsaber that intertwined with each other.

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly, and the sword in front of him turned into a giant.

Point gold.

a leaf.

Beacon fire blazes a prairie.

crescent moon.

"Senior, I have a sword that I learned from Mo Yuan, the first person in the Outer Sect of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

"This swordsmanship is made by observing swordsmanship for two hundred years and gathering thousands of swords."

"It's called Wanjian Guizong."

Seeing that all Sword Rays in front of him turned into Marquis Wu in white robes, Han Muye said softly, "Please senior take me a sword."

When the words fall, Wan Jian rises!

Thousands of swords return to their ancestors, and one sword transforms ten thousand swords!

"it is good!"

Marquis Wu shouted loudly, and cut off the sword Ray in his hand.