Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

This time, Mu Tieyang's remnant soul raised his head, and there were many emotions in his eyes.

"What do you want to know?" He raised his head, looked at the sword of the soul spinning gently in the treasure, and asked lightly.

"What made you Tailingjian Sect make such a choice?" Han Muye's voice sounded in the Divine Treasure.

Mu Tieyang's soul pondered for a while, then whispered: "I'll tell you everything, but you have to promise me that if there is a chance, you will keep my Tailingjian sect's inheritance intact."

"Deal." Han Muye did not hesitate.

Mu Tieyang's remnant soul sighed softly and said in a low voice, "The Sect Master of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, has stepped into the realm of heaven."

"At the price of my Tailingjian faction's town-style spirit sword, the sword is broken and the spirit disappears."

"The Sect Master originally wanted to unite with the Southern Wilderness Monster Race to resist the annexation of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, but now it seems that it has failed."

Mu Tieyang's words shocked Han Muye.

Heaven.

Southern Wilderness Monster Race.

Sure enough, every one of the secrets in the mouth of the great cultivator can shake the world.

Mu Tieyang's remnant soul whispered and began to tell the secrets he knew.

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The convoy moved quickly.

"Bam—"

In the sky, a sword light and golden lotus burst.

Then another one.

The Beacon Fire Order of the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

An enemy is attacking.

All the escorting disciples were nervously holding swords in their hands.

"Elder Gao, Jiuxuanshan sent a message, and the two Supreme Elders of Tailingjian sent a large army to drive straight in, and they have entered our sect for 30,000 miles."

"Sect Master asks the elders to go back to Jiuxuan Mountain first."

There was a disciple flying in front of him, holding a cyan ruler long spiritual light shining canoe in both hands, and bowed to open his mouth.

Go back to Jiuxuan Mountain first.

Give up these materials, give up these disciples.

The elder Jiange narrowed his eyes, looked behind him, and suddenly said, "Where is the sect master now?"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Disciple doesn't know."

Jiange elder waved his hand, did not pick up the canoe, and turned to look at Han Muye: "Boy, are you afraid of today's game?"

afraid.

Just like when I stepped into the sword pavilion, I was really scared.

fear death.

Han Muye looked around, at the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect who were running fast.

"Elder, what cards do we have?"

Hearing his words, Jiange Elder was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed.

"Good boy, it's a bit interesting."

The elder Jiange looked at the sky with a hint of pride on his face: "There is no trump card, it's just gambling."

bet.

The convoy kept going, day and night.

Seven thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain.

Tailingjian sent an army to 70,000 miles away.

Six thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, Tailingjian sent an army to sixty thousand miles away.

Five thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain.

Tailingjian sent an army to 40,000 miles away!

Three thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, the Tailingjian faction army has reached ten thousand miles away!

The sky is bloody, even if it is thousands of miles away, you can feel the changes in the sky and clouds.

That is the half-step Tianjing cultivator's morale, blood, and spiritual energy, which affects the changes in the sky, the earth, and the clouds.

"boom--"

Thousands of miles ahead, there is a sword light rising.

That is the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain.

The three sword lights soaring to the sky echoed each other and moved forward slowly.

The three Supremes of the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

Jiuxuan Jianmen is not a small sect, it is one of the nine sects in Xijiang that overwhelms the Tailingjian sect.

If the elders of the sword pavilion who have already worn out their cultivation are beheaded by the Tailing Sword Sect today, the morale of the disciples on Jiuxuan Mountain will be cut by at least 70%!

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

On Jiuxuan Mountain, the sound of the bell can be heard three thousand miles away.

Six beeps.

"Jiu Xuan Sword Gate goes up and down, three thousand miles away, and welcomes the elder Gao Changgong of the sword pavilion back to the mountain."

Above the top of the cloud, a voice came.

"boom--"

Thousands of miles away, three sword lights soared to the sky, severing the clouds.

"The Supreme Elders of Fengling Sword Sect, Zhu Kuan, Deng Yuan, and Jiang Tiansheng, invite the elders of Jiuxuan Jianmen Jiange to visit Tianfengya."

"boom--"

Within a thousand miles, the clouds in the sky burst, revealing the sky.

This is the collision of Qi channels between the eight half-step heavenly cultivators, causing the world to change.

Under this kind of power, it is rare for practitioners to stand firm under the circumstances.

The convoy of Jiu Xuan Jianmen stopped in a flat wasteland.

Can't go.

The chasing troops have arrived, and the enemy is ahead.

Elder Jiange stood up, walked out of the carriage, and stood on the frame.

Han Muye stood beside him.

All the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect slowly approached and protected the frame.

Han Muye looked down.

Are you scared?

Fear.

He could see that Jiang Han's outer disciples were all clenching their swords and looking nervous.

Sun Dayong turned his head, saw Han Muye looking at them, and grinned, but his nervous face was related to this smile, it was always a little weird.

But this strange expression made Han Muye feel relieved.

This look is much more cordial than those of the big monks who are not panicking.

In the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, three bright sword lights pressed forward.

A streak as light as water, but swept away the sky.

This is the ancestor of the water vein, half-step heaven, Zhang Zhihe.

A lush green, rolling vegetation and mountains are in harmony.

This is the ancestor of the wood veins, the pinnacle of Dandan, Wu Ziyuan.

The last one, the golden light is cold and flickering, as if the passing of time is the difference between heaven and earth.

The ancestor of the golden vein, the pinnacle of the formation of core, Lu Hao.

The three half-step heavenly realms from Jiuxuan Sword Sect greeted them two thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, and they met the three Supreme Beings of Fengling Sword Sect.

Before making a move, the momentum has already confronted.

Looking at the entangled clouds, the elders of the sword pavilion said softly: "It seems that the Wind Spirit Sword Sect also wants to be a chess player, not a chess piece."

He doesn't really make a move, but he can control the overall situation. This is the person who plays chess.

The real chess pieces were the two Supreme Elders of the Tailingjian Sect.

enough.

Two streams of light pierced the sky, roaring with the gang wind, and rushed towards the wasteland convoy.

The power of forming a pill, half a step into the heaven, no one can stop it!

"Xia Yunyang and Zhang An of the Tailingjian Sect, ask the Jiu Xuanjian Sect Gao Changgong to die."

The same words, Jiange elders once said.

A few days ago, the elders of the sword pavilion slashed Mu Tieyang with one sword, causing the Tailing Sword Sect to change the situation overnight and merge with the Fengling Sword Sect.

Today, Tailingjian sent two Taishang together to return this sentence.

The elder Jiange stood on the frame, with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face, looking at the sky.

"If I want Gao Changgong's life, it is enough to send a strong and strong man. Today's battle is so flattering."

The voice of the Jiange elder was extremely calm.

"Kill Mu Tieyang, the supreme elder of my sword sect, and violated the prohibition to use the Liaoyuan sword technique. Today, Gao Changgong will die, and the Nine Profound Sword should be handed over to this seat to take away!"

In the sky, the wind was raging, and the sword light turned into a long rainbow. It seemed that a single sword could smash mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.

"Roar--"

Hundreds of miles away, a white tiger phantom soared into the sky.

The white tiger turned into a sword light and collided with a sword shadow on the sky, and the roar resounded for thousands of miles.

Mengmeng's sword light exploded, nothing fancy, but every blow was shocking.

Tuoba Cheng.

Tuobacheng, the elder of the Three Stone Houses of the Earth Vessel of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, with the enlightenment of the gods, condensed the sword, and fought against the half-step heaven, without retreating!

"Xia Yunyang, how, the boy who couldn't even lift a sword in front of you back then can make it difficult for you to make progress today!"

"Just because you want to kill the elders of the Jiange Pavilion and take away the Nine Profound Sword? Fart!"

"Give me Tuoba a hundred years, and I will kill you like a butcher!"