Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Han Muye has always been curious about the three days in the world of Xianyuan.

He has always wanted to explore the secrets of a place that all Daozu and great cultivators aspire to.

This time, he finally got what he wanted.

The nine-story sword pavilion can see through time and space at a glance.

In the end did not let yourself down.

With a chuckle, he looked down at the long sword in front of him.

At this time, the sword was already flashing, and it was very clear.

Outsiders think that the kendo trial is to find a sword from the first-level sword pavilion, and then grow it all the way to raise it to the strongest, so that it can be recognized by the sword master and become the inheritor.

Actually, it's all wrong.

It is not the approval of the sword master, but the approval of the sword pavilion, the approval of the sword here.

These swords are indeed common on the first floor, but on the second floor, after spiritual infusion, they will fit with the swords hidden in the sword pavilion.

On the third floor, the sword will turn into a handle hidden in the sword pavilion.

The tester needs to run in with this sword, and then help this sword to establish a dominant position in the sword pavilion, so as to become the master of the sword pavilion.

The sword pavilion, after the fall of its master, already has its own consciousness, and these swords are all striving to be the leader of the sword pavilion.

A sword pavilion that hides many Magic Treasures swords, how could it be possible to wait for outsiders to become masters alone?

Wrong direction.

So for so many years, no one can become the master of this sword pavilion.

Because they all regard their peers as their own opponents, and regard everything in the sword pavilion as a trial for their own, for their promotion.

In fact, their real enemy is the sword tool that already has its own ideas in the sword pavilion!

"Om-"

The sword in his palm vibrated, as if it was about to fly away.

Han Muye chuckled, Sword intent slammed into the body of the sword, causing the sword to scream.

But for a moment, the sword body turned back into a snow-white puppy, and walked obediently beside Han Muye's feet.

Very nice.

Han Muye stood up and looked forward.

Among the mountains and forests, there are many thatched huts and continuous streets and towns.

The sword cultivator who fell on this floor has already been familiar with the search for the creatures here, and then talked to him and got his approval.

As long as they get the approval of the creatures here, they can successfully pass this level and enter the next level.

Han Muye walked quietly and heard a lot of tips for passing the sword pavilion trial.

As long as the creatures on this floor approve, Jianxiu can enter the fourth floor of the sword pavilion with the sword in his hand.

Entering the fourth floor is the beginning of mutual killing.

On the first three floors of the sword pavilion, there is basically no action between swordsmen.

Walking around the huts in the village, Han Muye saw many interesting things.

Some help the white-haired old man to find the lost goat, some carry the old lady across the river, and some buy vegetables for the widow...

There are also many people who go to the town to find rich families and get various tasks.

Those who complete the task will have auras intertwined in their bodies, and then their figures will disappear in place.

At this time, there was a little white dog in front of Han Muye's feet, which seemed to be completing the task.

Many people turned to look at him, some with fear in their eyes, some curious, and some smiling.

As the little white dog roamed around, Han Muye found that the old man in the mountain hut or the chicken and duck were extremely afraid of the little white dog.

Only in the villages and towns, the first person who is not afraid of the little white dog is the butcher in the town.

Then all the way forward, the knights in the town, the big men in yamen clothes, and the wealthy households were not afraid of the little white dog, but looked at them with interest.

Instead of looking for someone to talk to like others, Han Muye slowly searched the town.

For seven days in a row, he had been in contact with almost everyone.

wrong.

There was one other person he had no contact with.

The mayor of the town.

During these seven days, most of the sword cultivators had already left the town.

And according to Han Muye's observation, if the task has not been completed within seven days, even if the trial fails, he will be kicked out of the sword pavilion.

Many sword cultivators who arrived at this floor earlier than him would be kicked out of the sword pavilion in annoyance when the task could not be completed.

The eighth day of coming to this floor is the last hour of the seven-day time.

Han Muye stopped the mayor who was wearing a green robe and a gauze hat at the small official hall at the entrance of the town.

Seeing Han Muye, the mayor smiled lightly, and his eyes fell on the little white dog who flinched at his feet.

"Are you here to ask the mayor for help?"

The mayor stretched out his hand and pointed at the yamen standing beside him, and said lightly, "You can ask Zhang Cheng for anything."

The yamen named Zhang Cheng folded his arms and glanced at Han Muye: "Tell me, if there is something, I can give you an easy task."

"In this way, you can help me buy a pig in the stockade."

It takes a long time to go back and forth from the town to the mountain village, and if you buy the pig back, if you can't find Zhang Cheng, this task will not be completed.

At that time, an hour passed.

Zhang Cheng took out a money bag and looked at Han Muye: "You have to keep this little white dog."

Han Muye nodded, bent down and hugged the little white dog with one hand, and took the purse with the other.

The yamen Zhang Cheng had a happy expression on his face, and reached out to pick up the little white dog.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and pushed, and the little white dog bumped into Zhang Cheng, making him take a step back and slammed his back against the mayor.

Then, the little white dog turned into a long sword and pierced through Zhang Cheng's chest, piercing both him and the mayor behind him at the same time.

Sword Ray pierced, the two of them clucked a few times, and their bodies dissipated.

"boom--"

The entire third floor of the sword pavilion vibrated, and endless thunder light descended.

All the villagers and living beings turned into Sword Ray and intertwined, beheading Han Muye.

But before Sword Ray arrived, Han Muye was already covered by an aura and rushed to the fourth floor.

Those Sword Rays were reluctant to give up and chased after them.

Outside the sword pavilion, the third floor of the sword pavilion can be seen shaking, and countless auras are intertwined with Sword Ray, going straight to the fourth floor.

"The third floor, also woke up..."

Beside Xu Chuanhe, a white-haired old man whispered.

The other Liukuige Kendo cultivators had complex expressions on their faces.

At this moment, Jiange no longer needs the urging of outside disciples to provide Spiritual Qi.

My own sword pavilion is really about to find its owner...

This kind of feeling is difficult for outsiders to understand.

The sword pavilion has no master, and the strength of Liukui pavilion declines, and will eventually be suppressed by other forces.

But if the sword pavilion has a master, this treasure will become someone else's.

Including those precious swords in the sword pavilion.

Who doesn't feel bad?

"I don't know who got the approval of Jiange?" Someone whispered.

In fact, everyone knows that Han Muye is the one who can do this.

Before the disciple came to report, he had already said that Han Muye was in the sword pavilion.

"Fortunately, Han Muye is a real sword cultivator." Xu Chuanhe showed a smile in his eyes.

Whether it's a meeting of sword reviews or a bad relationship with the Death Tower, what Han Muye does is like a sword cultivator.

This makes everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

The owner of the Jiange Pavilion is the owner of the Liukui Pavilion, and no one wants to have a master with a bad character on his head.

"boom--"

Han Muye had just entered the fourth floor of the sword pavilion when a Sword Ray slashed towards him.

Zhu ignore it!

The strongman of the Seven Lights Sword Sect, now in the Seven Lights Pavilion's Zhu Ignore.

Sword Ray is magnificent, blocking all escape routes for Han Muye.

This sword evoked the surrounding aura, and the screaming sound was harsh, as if to crush the space.

The unexpected sword seemed to frighten Han Muye, and he didn't respond in the air.

"That's it, Han Muye!" someone whispered in the distance.

"This sword, at least the Expanding Aperture Third Stage's combat power, can't stop it!" Jian Xiu, who was still willing to rescue him, paused, showing fear in his eyes.

In the sword pavilion, there is the suppression of Dao domain power, which is different from the outside.

It is the great cultivator of the heaven, and the power of a sword is also compressed to the extreme.

At this time, Zhu ignored the sword, so that the sword repairers who were watching around had no idea of ​​shooting.

"Isn't this guy really unstoppable?" Baize Lionyu frowned on the mountains in the distance.

"Hehe, if he really died, it means that the old ancestor also had time to look away." He laughed and turned his head to look into the distance.

Over there, Shui Yue'er of Shui Ling Palace pierced a Jian Xiu's body with a sword.

This sword cultivator's blood and Spiritual Qi, as well as the Sword Intent he cultivated all his life, turned into a stream of light, which was absorbed by the sword in Shui Yue'er's hand.

Warm up the sword with all the power of a practitioner!

The fourth floor turned out to be the real killing place.

Shui Yue'er raised her head and looked at Baize Lion with coldness in her eyes.

She Sword Ray flashed, looking for another sword repair figure and rushed over.

"In the end, it's from the Spirit Armor Monster Race. The ancestor said that the blood of these Spirit Armor Monster Race is cold. I felt it when I tasted it last time..." Baize Lion Yu looked solemn and turned to look in the direction of Han Muye.

At this time, Sword Ray, who Zhu ignored, had already arrived in front of Han Muye, and Han Muye didn't move at all.

"boom--"

The void behind Han Muye, the endless streamer crashed out.

This is the sword of the entire three layers rushed into the fourth layer!

The wings of light flashed behind Han Muye's back and disappeared.

Sword Ray, who Zhu ignored, bore the brunt and was directly smashed into pieces.

Before he could react, the Sword Ray flood engulfed him.

"Om-"

Countless long swords turned into long dragons, chasing Han Muye away.

As for the engulfed Zhu ignores it, it is as if he never came.

A great cultivator of the Expanding Aperture of the Heavenly Realm, so quietly fell on the fourth floor!

This is killing!

Han Muye let out a long laugh and flew away.

The direction in which he flew away was the mountains in the distance.

Behind him, Sword Ray Jackie Chan, chasing after him.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Baize Lion Yu originally had a smile on his face, but the next moment, his smile froze.

The direction that Han Muye flew away was clearly towards him!

"Brother Bai, help!" Han Muye shouted.

fuck!

Baize Lion Yu turned around and ran.

Is this something you can mix in? Seeing him escape, Han Muye laughed and led the Sword Ray long dragon to turn towards Shui Yue'er.

Originally, Shui Yue'er, who had defeated Jian Xiu in front of him with one sword, and could be killed with one more sword, also changed her face, and finally chose to fly away.

escaped.

At this moment, the entire fourth floor of the sword pavilion was in chaos.

Han Muye led Sword Ray to rage, and no one dared to stop.

He was in the middle, and in front of him were thousands of sword cultivators fleeing.

This was originally the fourth floor of the sword pavilion that was supposed to kill each other, but it became a fourth floor to escape.

"Fellow daoists, we should work together to overcome the difficulties together!" Han Muye shouted.

Then, Jianxiu in front ran one point faster.

"Everyone, this Sword Ray is a great opportunity. If we can disperse the Sword Ray dragon, we can become the masters of the sword pavilion." Han Muye shouted again.

Whoever believes this is an idiot.

The sword in front of him ran faster.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye chased after these sword cultivators on the fourth floor of the sword pavilion.

The Sword Ray in the back also did not give up, like a torrent rolling.

one day.

Three days.

Ten days.

More and more Sword Cultivation Bases are not good enough, Spiritual Qi is exhausted, throws the long sword in his hand, his body turns into nothingness, and he is kicked out by the sword pavilion.

The long sword flew into the Sword Ray dragon, and then made the Sword Ray dragon one point stronger.

Ahead, there were originally tens of thousands of practitioners, but now there are less than 10,000.

Baize Lion Yu and Shui Yue'er ran side by side, both of them looked solemn.

"Grandma's, I knew I would cut a few sword cultivators directly and sucked up the Spiritual Qi. It would be great to leave this floor." Baize Lionyu scolded in a low voice.

Shui Yue'er beside him didn't speak, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, meaning the same.

Who knew this guy Han Muye would make such a big fight in this fourth floor?

No one dares to stop now, and whoever stops will be swallowed by the Sword Ray torrent.

And in this situation, whoever dares to turn around and kill someone will have to deal with a hateful blow from tens of thousands of Jianxiu.

No one can stop it.

"How about we turn around and kill this Han Muye?"

Someone spoke up.

Then, everyone spoke like an idiot and ignored it.

Who knows if killing Han Muye can lead this Sword Ray away?

Did Han Muye die and Sword Ray stopped chasing him?

Who stopped to be the one who shot?

Anyway, as long as he is not the slowest runner, he will not be caught up.

"boom--"

twentieth day.

At this time, on the fourth floor of the sword pavilion, there were only three thousand sword cultivators.

The torrent of Sword Ray behind Han Muye had become so powerful that it turned into a dragon shadow and roared in a low voice.

The power of this Sword Ray dragon has reached a level that makes people dare not look directly at it.

Baize Lionyu regrets it a little, knowing how good it would have been to shoot directly when Han Muye rushed to the fourth floor?

"Otherwise, you can kill me." Taking a breath, Baize Lion Yu turned to look at Shui Yue'er.

"I want to know whether your blood can be hot."

Shui Yue'er trembled, and there was a hint of complexity in her eyes.

She suddenly froze, flew back, and rushed towards Han Muye behind her.

The Young Palace Master of Shui Ling Palace has taken action!

Many people continued to run, and many people stopped.

If Shui Yue'er can't succeed, this trial will definitely fail.

"Fuck!" Baize Lionyu gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and rushed back.

Baize Lion's sword is very thin.

The sword in Shui Yue'er's hand is very short.

The two swords were also filled with water vapor. The two swords, Sword Ray, were drawn, intertwined, and turned into a dragon, colliding with Han Muye.

Behind Han Muye, Sword Ray roared.

There is a dragon blocking the road in front, and a Sword Ray is swallowed by a dragon in the back.

At this moment, Han Muye seems to have left the Jedi.

"You can abandon the sword." The voice of Baize Lionyu came.

Abandon the sword?

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

He slowly spread his hands.

The sword in his hand slowly fell.

Baize Lion's eyes widened.

Really give up the sword?

Abandoned the trial?

Isn't this guy a sword repairer, why did he really abandon his sword?

Han Muye abandoned his sword and left, then he would just slam into the Sword Ray dragon, and nothing would be left?

Did you think something wrong?

wrong!

Right in front of Baize Lionyu, the long sword that Han Muye put down in his hand turned into a golden lion, and was wrapped by a long dragon behind him.

Sword Ray roared, and the aura exploded.

When all the light and shadow dissipated, Han Muye was no longer in front of him.

This guy, was swallowed by Sword Ray?

"He, he has already been recognized by Sword Ray..." Shui Yue'er had a complicated expression on her face and whispered.

It was recognized by Sword Ray early!

Baize Lionyu gritted his teeth and nodded.

Everyone thought that Sword Ray was here to hunt down Han Muye.

After all, the scene that swallowed Zhu ignored before was in front of him.

But everyone was deceived by Han Muye.

This Sword Ray is clearly chasing after Han Muye and must recognize him as the master!

Now, Sword Ray merged with his sword and led him to the fifth floor of the sword pavilion.

"Are you still fighting?"

Baize Lionyu looked at Shui Yueer.

Shui Yue'er looked up at him and suddenly waved her sword.

The sword slashed at Baize Lion's arm, blood splashed and stained on her clothes and cheeks.

"Sure enough, it's hot..."

The words fell, and she let go of the sword in her hand.

Then, the figure turned into nothingness.

quit.

Baize Lion's expression froze, he was silent for a moment, and he let go of the sword in his hand.

On the fourth floor of the sword pavilion, most sword cultivators chose to leave.

Seeing the scene where Han Muye brought Sword Ray long dragon, and seeing him and Sword Ray long dragon, who has the courage to challenge?

At this moment, Han Muye was standing in a void, and in front of him stood a sword cultivator wearing a green robe.

Left Tianya.

Seven Lights Pavilion powerhouse, Expanding Aperture great cultivator.

"I've been waiting for you here for three months." Zuo Tianya looked at Han Muye.

"For the fifth floor trial of the sword pavilion, you need to wait for the person you want to fight the most."

"You didn't let me down, come here alive."

Zuo Tianya's expression remained unchanged, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of the sword.

"Let me kill you and get everything from you, I can't say, I also have the opportunity to become the master of this sword pavilion."

The voice fell, and the sword was unsheathed.

The sword in Zuo Tianya's hand is not fancy, just fast.

When it was almost time, Han Muye had no way to deal with it, so he could only hold out his sword to block.

But a sword repaired by the Expanding Aperture in the Heaven Realm, and a sword repairer in the Half Step Heaven Realm, how to block it?

A sneer appeared on Zuo Tianya's face.

He was waiting here to kill Han Muye using the rules of the Kendo Trial.

Now, the wait has finally come.

Looking at Sword Ray falling to his chest, Han Muye's expression did not change at all.

He raised his hand and raised the sword in his palm.

When his sword appeared, Zuo Tianya's complexion changed.

What kind of sword is this!

Sword Ray converges, but the Sword intent in it is surging like a sea.

The general trend carried by the sword directly solidifies the void.

"You, your sword—"

They are all swords obtained from trials, how can Han Muye's sword be so strong?

Zuo Tianya could not imagine.

The sword in his own hand is only a mid-grade spiritual weapon, how come the opponent's is already extremely powerful in spirituality, it is clearly a Magic Treasures!

"That's the rule..." Han Muye whispered softly.

rule.

The rules of the sword pavilion.

Zuo Tianya used the rules to wait for him, why didn't he use the rules here?

Outside, facing a big sword cultivator like Zuo Tianya, Han Muye would never be able to deal with it unless he mobilized his own divine soul sword and divine beast power.

But on the fifth floor of the sword pavilion, he just needs to let the sword in his hand fully stimulate his power.

Because, after absorbing all the Sword Rays in his hand, the strength of the sword has surpassed Magic Treasures.

This is a spirit treasure that has surpassed the existence of Magic Treasures!

This is the first time that Han Muye has mastered a Lingbao.

"boom--"

Sword Ray smashed Zuo Tianya on the opposite side, then reversed, gathered all the power of Zuo Tianya, wrapped Han Muye's body, and disappeared in place.

When the picture in front of Han Muye flows, settles, and becomes solid, he feels that he is in a quaint attic, with sunlight streaming in from the window.

In front, there is a chessboard on a small table, and two people in green robes sit opposite each other, each holding a chess piece.

"It's really you."

Han Muye nodded, shook his head again, and said softly, "I thought about it, but I didn't think about it."