Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

, Full comprehension level: Sixty years of Jiange Guanjian

Han Muye raised his hand, and in the Qi Sea, Sword intent churned up.

A Sword Ray appeared.

Another Sword intent, Sword Ray is gorgeous, shining in the void.

Another one.

Another one.

Another one.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, there is only Sword Ray!

The sky is full of Sword Ray.

Twenty-three Sword intents, divided into colorful colors, countless scattered Sword Qi, such as gentle wind and drizzle.

Two red and blue Sword Rays, like beams of light, caused the world to shake!

"madman……"

Daoist's voice came, with a hint of fear: "How many Sword intents have you refined?"

"No, there are still two swords, a total of three swords, how can you hold your life and body..."

Hearing his words, Han Muye's eyes fell on those Sword Rays.

Some of these Sword Rays stayed in his Qi Sea for several months.

Some, when he was just practicing, he was absorbed into Qi Sea.

These Sword intents came from those senior swordsmen on the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion.

With these Sword intents in Qi Sea, Han Muye was at ease.

Even at the end of his life, he did not disperse these Sword intents.

His eyes fell on the fiery red sword.

This is the Sword Intent condensed by Tao Ran's ancestor, and he continued to nurture it and turn it into a sword.

Although this sword force resides in Qi Sea, in fact, it has a tendency to be refined.

Warm up slowly, after a hundred years, maybe he can really become his own.

Only at this time, he emptied Qi Sea.

"Han Banxian."

Looking at Sword Ray in the sky, someone whispered blankly.

What is kendo exile?

It's really not the wrong nickname...

There are more than 20 Sword intents and two swords in one body.

Such a sword cultivator has come to the realm of heaven, so there is nothing he can do, right?

With such a gathering of Sword intents, the Heaven Realm can also fight!

"Really, it's too strong!" Those kendo elites who had challenged Han Muye's heart before felt trembling in their hearts.

"It turns out that you are already so strong." A young man in a black robe whispered and lowered his head.

There are so many Sword intents with you, and there is a condensed sword force that can defeat the Half Step Heaven Realm. Han Banxian is invincible, not to mention his peers, how many people can be against the entire Western Border?

No wonder he dared to fight against the heavens on Yunchao Ridge!

"Zhao senior, can you help Han Banxian?" Tang Yunhao asked in a deep voice.

He knew the identity of Zhao Yunlong beside him.

He hopes that with Zhao Yunlong's means, he can help Han Muye.

Zhao Yunlong shook his head and whispered, "I can't help."

"Brother Daoist has already taken action, I will only add to the chaos."

"Besides, I'm also being suppressed by Heavenly Devil and can't move."

Having said that, there was a bright halo in his eyes: "But if the master dares to come back, he will definitely be able to kill the demon with one sword."

A sword to kill a demon?

Tang Yunhao lowered his head and looked at the skeleton.

OK.

"He," Mu Family Patriarch looked at Sword Ray in the sky, frowned and whispered: "Does he really have the heart to kill demons?"

The kendo power Han Muye revealed was already comparable to the strongest swordsmen in the Western Border.

Such means, as long as you turn around, the first swordsman in the Western Frontiers will be at your fingertips in a hundred years.

Han Muye doesn't leave today, does he really want to kill the demon?

"Even though the demonic flames are terrifying, I'm not afraid. I understand." Not far away, a young man with a long sword on his back gritted his teeth and sighed.

Have no fear.

Han Muye looked at the Endless Soul Eater rushing towards his own, with no sorrow or joy in his heart.

He was suspended in another consciousness in the sky, and what he saw was not a soul eater at all.

Those are just poor souls who have been enslaved for countless years and lost themselves!

It is not difficult to deal with such a ghost.

In his divine treasure, the golden red dust curse vibrated, turned into golden light, and dissipated away.

Appearing again, it has appeared in front of him and turned into a golden barrier.

"boom--"

The body of a Soul Eater hit the light curtain.

The gray-black Soul Eater passed through the light curtain, and then the black light dissipated, leaving only a thin phantom.

Green robe, sword on his back, green face.

"He Mujianzong Shao Dequan, thank fellow daoist for his kindness for awakening his soul."

The young man bowed towards Han Muye and dispersed.

At this moment, the body of the second Soul Eater had passed through the light curtain and turned into a white wolf.

The white wolf whimpered at Han Muye and disappeared.

One after another Soul Eater crashed through the light curtain, landed in front of Han Muye, and turned into a clear soul.

The aura of arrogance can best suppress demons and exorcise evil spirits.

The lost soul of the Soul Eater was washed away by the aura, and immediately became clear.

"Master Uncle!"

Below, someone shouted loudly.

The blue-robed and black-bearded Daoist stared at the old man who was bowing in front of Han Muye, wide-eyed.

The old man turned his head, smiled at Daoist, and then dispersed.

"It turns out that Uncle Shi was controlled by Heavenly Devil and turned into a Soul Eater."

"No wonder we couldn't find any trace of him back then."

Daoist clenched his fists with a look of relief on his face: "Master, we know the whereabouts of Uncle Master."

One after another Soul Eater was resolved by Han Muye, and the skeleton below roared furiously, carrying the sky-high Devilish Qi, and rammed towards Han Muye.

For it, Soul Eater is just a tool of control.

Either the Black Spirit Valley or the Soul Eater can be sacrificed.

It wants Han Muye's sword.

That sword, which has the power of space, is the key to unlocking the passage to the Profound Sky World!

Today, no one can stop it from getting that sword!

As long as you get the sword, open the channel of this world, and attract the endless Heavenly Devil of your own family, this world can be controlled.

It is the source of heaven and earth, and it can also be swallowed!

This is the Heavenly Devil, the Heavenly Devil that feeds on the source of the Dao of Heaven and Earth!

The Heavenly Devil charged towards Han Muye, and all the practitioners below clenched their fists.

This Heavenly Devil is too strong, so strong that it reaches the power of the heavens, the Mu family ancestor and the dao companion Shaoyao fairy are powerless, and their bodies are fixed.

Who can stop such a big devil?

Han Banxian, can you stop it?

"Kid Han, when you see Yu Niang the other day, tell her that Da Yan has never done anything wrong to her."

From the black long sword in front of Han Muye, Daoist's voice came.

Then, the long sword vibrated, and all the scattered Sword intent and sword force turned into a vortex and poured into the sword.

The long sword suddenly turned into a thousand zhang, the sword's edge was cold, and the forest was cold.

"Kid Han, after this sword, you turn around and leave."

"The power of Heavenly Devil is mostly in the soul. With this sword, it can smash its body, but it can't hurt his soul."

Daoist shouted loudly, and then pointed the front of his long sword, the blade vibrated, ready to stab away.

Han Muye shook his head.

He raised his hand, and his fingers formed sword fingers.

"Om-"

The long sword vibrated.

"Boy what are you doing!"

"You can't control this Sword Intent, I'll come!"

In the long sword, Daoist shouted in panic.

Dozens of Sword intents, and two Sword Powers, not to mention Han Muye's Cultivation Base, it is a Heaven Realm and cannot be driven.

Daoist Daoist is ready to exhaust his soul, and he doesn't dare to say how long he can mobilize such a powerful Sword intent.

In his opinion, Han Muye's soul and Spiritual Qi, when urging this sword, within a thousandth of a breath, the soul will be shattered, and Spiritual Qi will be exhausted.

Ignoring Daoist, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Above his head, a blue Sword Ray appeared.

Soul Sword!

Han Muye also has a sword of the soul!

Below, the practitioners stared wide-eyed.

They couldn't imagine that Han Muye had so many hidden means.

Sword intent.

Sword power.

Soul Sword.

And the light curtain that can block the Soul Eater.

Each of these is a means to run rampant in the Western Frontier.

But today, Han Muye took it all out, just to fight Heavenly Devil.

"does it worth?"

Someone whispered.

"Are you worth it?"

Countless people looked at Han Muye's head with complicated expressions, and the sword Qi merged with the sword in front of him.

The sword of the soul, condensed in one piece.

Even if there is a strong kendo talent, you don't need to condense it for a period of time, but it can be worn out, and it is still extremely difficult to condense it again.

This is a sword that can go against the heavens within a hundred breaths...

"Han Banxian's request is not something that a mediocre and wasted person can understand." An old man with a long sword on his back smiled bitterly and bowed his head.

His Cultivation Base has Gold Core, and he judged Han Muye before the Wasteland, saying that he was easy to break.

"Perhaps, this is the real sword cultivator, and there is a way in his heart, and he will never return after a hundred setbacks?"

Someone held the long sword in his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

do not know.

don't know.

Got it, that's a big cultivator.

Everyone was looking at the sky, watching the sword in front of Han Muye collide with that Heavenly Devil.

"I have a sword named Wanjian Guizong."

Han Muye whispered softly, the words not only heard by him and Daoist, but by everyone around him.

"This sword was not made by a powerful man as amazing as Yuan Tianjian, senior."

"This sword is cultivated by all the people in the world who are interested in the way of swordsmanship, but have mediocre talents."

"This sword has nothing to do with Cultivation Base."

Han Muye's fingers pointed forward.

The arm pointed to the front, as if raising a sword to stab.

At this moment, Sword Ray was dazzling, illuminating the sky and the earth, and everyone closed their eyes. No one saw, the four Sword Rays followed the Sword Ray and disappeared in a flash.

Black longswords pierce the Demonic Beasts' foreheads.

The sword edge, through the forehead, penetrated from the previous scar, pressed the giant beast, fell from the sky, and hit the ground.

"boom--"

There was a roar of vibration that was a hundred times more explosive than the previous Dianxingyijian.

In the sky, all the figures that were locked in that place vomited blood and scattered.

The entire void exploded in an instant.

The endless astral wind blew away the silence of countless years in the Broken Soul Wasteland.

It was as if the world had woken up.

"boom--"

The bones of the huge beast shattered and turned into long, jade-colored bones that scattered thousands of miles into space.

This long bone is the jade bone that even the Great Heaven Realm cultivator needs to slowly refine.

Demon bone.

As the demon bones scattered, the entire wasteland began to rain.

A touch of life breath, spontaneously.

Han Muye, who was standing in the air, smiled, Ren Yusi fell on his body, and his figure slowly fell.

carefree.

Today's sword is fun.

Sword Qi, Sword intent, Sword Power, Soul Sword exhaustion.

With today's sword, Heavenly Devil will not die, but Han Muye will surely die.

Fortunately, Heavenly Devil, dead.

With his feet on the soft soil, Han Muye leaned over and picked up a five-foot-long jade bone, used it as a crutch, leaned on it, and walked slowly forward.

All power was exhausted, and at this time, he was a mortal.

A mortal who struggles to even walk.

Countless practitioners flew down beside him, watching him walk slowly.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye waved his hand and said, "This monster bone all over the ground is an opportunity, don't waste it."

Full of demon bones.

Everyone looked at Han Muye, only to feel an uncontrollable emotion surging in their hearts.

If it wasn't for Han Muye doing his best, I'm afraid this place is not a place full of demon bones, but a soul eater all over the place!

All the practitioners here will be controlled by Heavenly Devil and turned into soul-devouring demons.

Today, Han Banxian saves everyone.

And he became a mortal.

"Han Banxian, I'll take you back to Jiuxuan Mountain." Wan Yue stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

As her voice fell, another voice sounded: "I will also send Senior Brother Han back to Jiuxuan Mountain."

"Han Banxian, I will follow you to Jiu Xuan Sword Gate."

Han Muye let out a laugh, kept walking, and said lightly, "I've taken care of your love. I, Han Muye, haven't reached the point where I need you to send me back to the mountain."

"Cultivation well, wait for the day when the nine sects are rearranged, and Han will compete with you again."

Nine factions rearrangement day!

The day when the Nine Sects of the Western Border will be rearranged is not far away. At this time, the Han Muye Cultivation Base has been completely lost. By then, I am afraid that even a low-level disciple will not be able to stop it.

But he is so proud at this time, who dares to be disrespectful?

If it wasn't for the loss of a Cultivation Base, who would take Han Banxian's sword?

If it weren't for the retrograde slaying of demons and more than 20 Sword intents, who could use the sword in front of Han Banxian?

If it wasn't for the sword of depletion of the soul, who would be qualified to stand in front of Han Banxian under the heavenly realm?

This is the sword repair!

Light life and death, light honor and disgrace, just for a sword in the heart.

This sword comes out, never regret it!

"Han Banxian, on the day when the nine factions rearrange, as long as I meet you Han Banxian, I, Duan Yihong, will never use my sword." A young man in a white robe stepped forward and bowed.

Duan Yihong!

Infernal Dao Sect Duan Yihong!

The arrogant who was considered to be able to compete with Han Banxian.

"Han Banxian, on the day the nine factions are rearranged, my Sun Ji will never attack you."

"Han Shixian, on the day the nine factions rearrange, I, Luo Taoyang, will give you a victory."

"Han Banxian, on the day the nine factions are rearranged, I will lose to you first."

...

A sound rang out.

These elite disciples who are qualified to participate in the rearrangement of the nine factions will not break their promises.

Han Muye has not fought a single battle, and has already set hundreds of wins for the day when the nine factions are rearranged.

Hearing the voice behind him, Han Muye smiled and took out a small Calabash, bit off the stopper, and took a sip of wine.

The wine is sweet and clear, the entrance, the intestines and the abdomen, a hot.

"Senior Brother Han."

Tang Yunhao's voice sounded.

He stepped forward quickly, bowed and said, "Senior brother, Zhao senior and I will escort you back to Jiuxuan Mountain."

How is it possible for a mortal to travel tens of thousands of miles to Jiuxuan Mountain?

What's more, how many people are blocking the road along the way?

Hearing Tang Yunhao's words, Han Muye turned to look at him, waved his hand, and several demon bones flew out.

"It's for you."

Tang Yunhao stretched out his hand to catch it and was shocked.

This is the real big demon jade bone.

The demon bones scattered in a radius of thousands of miles are almost exhausted in strength, and there are very few of them that are of sufficient quality.

I'm afraid I can't find one that can be compared with these jade bones.

"Zhao Yunlong, you help Tang Yunhao to form a force in the old place of Lieyang Palace and occupy that passage."

"I will arrange for someone to hand over to you. In the future, you will be doing serious swordsmanship and Medicine Pill business in Zhehuatang."

Han Muye turned his head, looked at Tang Yunhao, and said lightly, "Do you understand?"

Tang Yunhao looked up and saw Han Muye's eyes, and he was stunned.

Profound, wise, with endless vastness in it.

One look made him completely lost.

When he woke up, Han Muye was nowhere to be seen.

"Senior Brother Han, he—" Tang Yunhao held the jade bone in his hand and said in a low voice.

"The master has left." Zhao Yunlong looked at him: "You just need to understand that the real powerhouse does not rely on the piled up Cultivation Base."

"Even if they don't have Cultivation Base, a look can make a person die."

"Zhongzhou Confucianism and Taoism are the most sacred texts and inks. They are thousands of miles away. When a stroke of ink falls, the world is overturned."

"That's the real big cultivator."

Looking up, Zhao Yunlong's eyes flashed: "The Western Xinjiang practice world has been in decline for too long. Perhaps, it must be revived in the hands of the master."

After speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the old place of Lieyang Palace."

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At this time, Han Muye did not continue to walk on foot.

He was sitting on a flying boat.

The one who controls the flying boat is the eldest disciple of Jiu Xuan Jianmen Sanshizhai, Zhao Pu.

On both sides of this flying boat, there are two flying boats of 100 feet on each side.

On the flying boat, there is a big Sword Ray mark.

Nine Profound Sword Gate.

"Senior Brother Han, take good care of yourself, everything is up to me." Zhao Pu's voice came from outside the cabin.

Han Muye laughed, raised his hand, and a disk fell in front of him.

Aura flashed, and the array plate emitted golden light, setting up a formation to isolate exploration.

"Isn't this kid already exhausted from the Culture Base? How can he still stimulate the formation?" On a flying boat that was accompanying, Zhang Zhihe, the ancestor of Jiu Xuan Jianmen's Water Vessel Supreme, who was sitting cross-legged, shook his head. take back.

Han Muye, he never saw through.

The array plate was isolated from the investigation of spiritual sense, and only then did starlight flash in Han Muye's eyes.

Daoist's figure appeared beside him, and then collapsed to the ground.

"You, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore..." Daoist's face turned red, and he said tremblingly.

Hearing his words, Han Muye raised his hand with a smile.

Four sword pills flew out of Daoist Daoist.

The small black sword was automatically inserted back into the hair room.

Reaching out and holding the four sword pills, a faint Sword Ray surged on Han Muye's body.

Then, like a torrent, it turned back!

The sword pill contains all the power of a Heavenly Devil, as well as the gift of countless pure souls. The power is too strong, too much, and Daoist can't carry it.

Xiujianwan is such a domineering one.

"My dear, this time, I thought you lost."

"Actually, you are the one who earns the most..."

Looking at Han Muye, who was surrounded by Sword Ray and appeared golden light, Daoist looked complicated.

He stretched out his hand, held a demon bone, and slowly refined the power revealed in it.

Sword Spirit can also practice.

"Om-"

On Han Muye, the sword groaned.

A fiery red light appeared.

Fire pulse Sword intent.

The exhausted sword power is back.

Each Sword intent is condensed into a sword thread.

But this sword thread is the state that sword cultivators in the world desire most.

The sword is condensed into silk, and the slenderness is complete.

Such a Sword Ray can break a Star!

The Heavenly Devil actually has no real body. The gathered bones are suppressed by the power of the Heavenly Devil's soul. Han Muye's sword seems to have lost everything.

Twenty-three sword threads, two swords, and a lot of one, returned to the sea of ​​​​qi, which was a hundred times more condensed than before.

"boom--"

The phantom beast with claws and claws appeared in Han Muye's shrine, and then opened its huge mouth to tear apart Han Muye's shrine.

This is the divine soul power that Heavenly Devil has cultivated for countless years.

Among the four sword pills, the divine soul power of this mighty Heavenly Devil was extracted.

This is a treasure, a treasure coveted by all Heavenly Realm overhauls!

The next moment, countless golden lights in Han Muye's divine treasure, turned into chains, locking this phantom beast to death.

Horrified.

Han Muye awakened all the soul eaters controlled by Heavenly Devil in the Broken Soul Wasteland with awe-inspiring energy, and refined countless grievances, giving back to his aura of aura, and directly became a Half step Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism.

Zhongzhou Confucianism and Taoism practiced with great spirit, starting from a child who was literate and literate, and went through Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, Confucianism and Taoism, Confucianism and Taoism Great Master, Confucianism and Taoism Grand Great Master, until he became a half-sage of Confucianism and Taoism, and even reached the top, becoming a Confucian and Taoist. The sound of writing and ink is generally holy.

At this time, the greatness of Han Muye's divine treasure Cultivation Base has directly surpassed the talent of the young and talented, and has reached the pinnacle of Confucianism and Taoism, the Half Step Great Master.

The county governor of Shuxi County in Zhongzhou, Su Zizhan, who asked for thousands of miles of Ganlin with a paper document, is just a Half-step Grandmaster realm of Confucianism and Taoism.

In the entire Zhongzhou, Confucianism and Taoism have cultivated to the Half Step Great Master, and there are very few people who are qualified to take charge of a county.

Rolling like a tidal wave, the mighty and boundless aura poured into the divine treasure, submerging the beast shadow, and then reunited as the divine soul Sword Qi.

With such a vigorous power of the soul, I don't know how many swords of the soul can be condensed.

Divine Soul Sword reunited, Qi Hai Sword intent returned, and Haoran Qi ascended to Half step Great Master. At this moment, Han Muye seemed to ascend to the sky in one step.

But, it doesn't stop there!

A pale yellow ball of light ascended from the jade bone placed horizontally in front of Han Muye, and then enveloped Han Muye.

"The gift of heaven and earth, the power of the earth is full of affinity."

Daoist Daoist looked at the yellow light curtain with envy in his eyes: "This is, are you really trying to force me to confess the Lord?"