Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

With the power of one person, alone against the army of the fairy world!

Behind Han Muye, all the practitioners in the mysterious world were full of grief and anger.

If their Cultivation Base is enough, they are willing to fight to the death.

But at the moment of so many major repairs, the sacrifice of their lives is meaningless.

There is only one person in this world who can block the army of fairy spirits.

Han Muye.

Tianxuan Han Xiang.

"Om-"

Dang Wuyou did not wait for the slightest bit, and directly ordered the puppet of the court to slash at Han Muye.

The power of the divine court puppet's control is more tyrannical than that of the divine court dark guard. With a single knife, it instantly freezes a thousand miles of void.

If this sword can't be stopped, not only Han Muye, but also so many Tianxuanxiu practitioners behind him will also perish.

It is said that only Han Muye was killed. In fact, Han Muye has fallen. How could he still leave a practitioner in the Xuantian world?

Honor and disgrace.

The long sword in Han Muye's hand shone with a dazzling halo.

Behind him, the Seventh Stage sword tower lights up layer by layer.

In the illusion, another nine-story sword tower also appeared golden halo layer upon layer.

It's just that the nine-story sword tower is hidden in the illusion, except for Han Muye himself, outsiders can't see it.

Thirty million standard long swords, millions of swords of various grades collected over the years, at this moment, in the sword tower behind Han Muye, Sword Ray turned into stars.

Hidden sword for a hundred years, just for one day.

Just like when he went to the sword pavilion in Jiuxuan Mountain, and cultivated sword tactics, Jiazi was one sword, and one sword was against the heavens.

It turns out that the path of cultivation is the same in the end.

When Han Muye raised the sword in his hand, the light in his eyes was clear, just like when his soul was condensed into a sword to resist the Wind Spirit Sword Sect at the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain.

Practice, the original heart has never changed.

Hundred years of time, the original intention does not change!

"I'm Jian Xiu."

"There is a sword in my heart."

"I have a sword in my hand."

"My sword," Han Muye's voice resounded, stabbing in front of the sword, charging forward: "Guard everything I want to guard."

Kendo is the way of breaking and standing. It can break all things, but what is standing?

It is the thought of the heart, and it is to protect the peace of the heart.

With the hilt in hand, peace of mind.

Han Muye's mind changed rapidly after the sword was stabbed.

He has a feeling that his body is transformed into a sword, and the man and the sword are united.

His soul Sword intent has been condensed into a soul sword, if the soul is compatible with the physical body, it will be a step further and step into the realm of Saint.

"when--"

The long sword collided with Chang Dang, the roar was ups and downs, and thousands of miles of clouds were scattered.

The Profound Sky World shook, all kinds of forces intertwined in the sky, and aura shone.

Han Muye stood there, pointing his sword forward.

The tall body of the God Court puppet slammed into the back, and it was only ten miles away that it froze.

In the void, whether it was the Dao ancestors who witnessed the Dao struggle or the powerhouses who attacked and killed in the fairy world, they all looked at Han Muye who was still in shock.

A sword knocks back the puppet of the court of God, is there really anyone in the world who can do it?

The power of the puppet of the court, but in charge of the fairy treasure, one person can fight the existence of Tianzun.

Even if this world is locked down because of Taoism, it can only show the power of Saint, but the power of the puppet of the gods is also the pinnacle of the Saint realm.

"Tianxuan Han Xiang is already strong to this level?" A Taoist ancestor whispered a little absently.

From presiding over and witnessing the Dao Contest to the present, although Han Muye is often outside the monitoring, it has only been less than a hundred years. How can Han Muye improve to this level of combat power?

The other Taoists were silent.

Han Muye can be said to have grown up step by step under their eyes.

It is a joy to watch such a talented person grow.

"Unfortunately, no matter how strong he is, today is a mortal situation..." A Taoist ancestor shook his head, and there was regret in his spiritual sense.

Sorry for the loss of Han Muye.

Ten miles away, Dang Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and a faint killing intent emerged from his body.

The aura in his hand turned into threads, penetrating into the void one by one.

Behind him, the original dull face of the God Court puppet showed a trace of agility.

In the void, the practitioners of the last three days on the flying boats looked cold and looked at the battlefield ahead.

The sword in Han Muye's hand, Sword Ray condensed again.

"boom--"

The divine court puppet, wrapped in the wind and thunder, flew over, slashed horizontally with the long knife, and then took the blood-colored dragon and wrapped it directly towards Han Muye.

The light of the knife tore the void, and the light of the knife turned into a dragon shadow.

The sound of the dragon's roar resounded, and the light of the sword penetrated directly into the mind, shocking the soul.

The confinement of blood and Spiritual Qi, this knife is the pinnacle of Saber Technique in the world.

The divine court puppet slashed, causing countless people to change color.

There are very few practitioners in the world who can cultivate Saber Technique to this level.

"In ancient times, there was a Sword Dao Power Wang Zhengwu, who swept the world with a long sword. Later, this senior stepped on ascending Sendai and went to Immortal World..."

A Taoist ancestor who witnessed the Taoism opened his eyes wide and whispered in his mouth, and his spiritual sense was instantly messy.

Dao Power.

Ascension to Immortal World.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..." Someone whispered blankly, gritted his teeth, and stared at the puppet.

"Wang Zhengwu has a move to cut mountains and rivers, and that sword can cut off the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, blocking one world."

The long sword slashed horizontally, and Han Muye handed out the sword again.

"when--"

Within 10,000 miles, Spiritual Qi was directly shaken into nothingness, and countless practitioners of Tianxuan Xiu were unable to stabilize their bodies and fell directly.

Those flying boats in the fairy world also had to retreat.

The Sword Qi on Han Muye's body shattered, and the whole person flew out.

The God Court puppet holding the long sword stood in place, and the long sword was raised again.

Dang Wuyou's Killing intent rose, and the whole body slowly blurred, almost merging with the puppet.

"Han Muye, I have never been afraid of fighting with Wen Mosheng for thousands of years."

"Because he can defend himself, but he has no spirit."

"But you are different." Looking at Han Muye, the killing intent in Dang Wuyou's eyes solidified.

Appreciate or cooperate.

In the end, it's a matter of life and death.

Since life and death are divided, it is impossible to keep hands.

Dangyouyou is a Power and a hero.

He has been able to suppress the fairy world for countless years, relying not only on tyrannical combat power, but also on ruthless means.

At this time, his heroic spirit was undoubtedly displayed.

"Han Muye, let me tell you a secret."

"I have already made an agreement with the Spirit Armor Monster Race. If the Dao Contest sacrifices this world for three days, they will take action."

"With the strength of their family, they can definitely block it for three days and make sacrifices empty."

"Our fairy world will last forever."

"Unfortunately, you can't see all this."

Perhaps in the final decisive battle, the sword smashed away Han Muye's Sword Ray, the victory was in hand, and there were more words of Dangyou.

The killing intent on his body finally condensed into a line, matching the puppet behind him.

The long sword was raised, and the killing intent and the fighting intent were intertwined, turning into a white tiger.

"Ancient Sword Intent."

"Broken Mountains and Rivers, really Broken Mountains and Rivers..."

"How could this temple puppet be an ancient Power that has already ascended to the Immortal World..."

Those Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle all exclaimed.

Even if I had guessed before, I dare not imagine that this scene really happened.

The ancient Power, who has already ascended to the Immortal World, became a puppet and appeared in this world? Broken mountains and rivers.

Although Han Muye doesn't know this knife, he can perceive the ancient will of Power carried by this knife.

The murderous intent condensed on this knife made him chill.

This knife is extremely strong.

If this sword could not be stopped, the Profound Sky World behind it would be chopped to pieces with a single sword.

Mountains and rivers can be broken.

It is interesting to fight against such a strong man.

His eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

The front of the long sword in his hand pointed, behind the back, the Sword Ray on the Seventh Stage sword tower reconvened.

Behind him, the thirty million swords in the Ninth Stage sword tower vibrated and turned into Sword Ray long dragons.

"Senior, I have a sword, which was inherited from the ancient Power Source Heavenly Sword God and merged with the ten thousand swords of Master Mo Yuan."

"This sword, I named it, Star Tribulation."

Sword Ray is entrenched in a long dragon, and 30 million Sword Rays are like magnificent and endless stars, illuminating the sky.

The sword in Han Muye's hand has changed from shining to lightness. In the inheritance of the Sword God of Yuantian, Sword Ray has broken through time and space, and the Wanjian learned from Mo Yuan is brought together into one.

The kendo that breaks through time and space is the ultimate kendo in the world.

Wanjian Return to Self is the ultimate accumulation of swordsmanship in the world.

At this time, the sword in Han Muye's hand is also the pinnacle of sword practice in the world.

With the ultimate swordsmanship in the world, the ultimate in the ancient swordsmanship.

In the void, all breaths are imprisoned.

All the power surged and turned into swords colliding.

Before the move, the meaning of the sword has begun to collide.

Knife, breaking mountains and rivers.

Sword, Star robbery.

"boom--"

Sword Ray collided with the light of the sword, causing the sky and the earth to vibrate continuously for millions of miles.

Countless scattered sword lights and Sword intent shred the void, turning the world into nothingness.

In the world that had been sealed off, the power of that seal was torn apart.

Those Taoist Powers who witnessed the Taoism struggle had to protect the space with all their strength.

If it is not protected, the blockade of Taoism will collapse.

"boom--"

The swords in the void collided into a loud bang, and the entanglement of power finally turned into a constantly rotating void.

Smash the power of Taoism!

"town."

There was a voice in the void.

The auras turned into golden nets of light, pressing down the broken void and slowly disappearing.

Tianzun Power shot!

Those Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoism struggle were all silent, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

The town was torn apart by the two powerhouses in the Dao struggle, and the Powers who witnessed the Dao struggle were all faceless.

The power of Taoist ancestors, that's all?

"It's all monsters..." After a long time, someone whispered.

Whether it is Dang Wuyou, who controls the puppet of the court, or Han Muye, who drives the peak of kendo with one sword, they are all rare and evil characters in the world.

People like this are hard to see for thousands of years.

But who would have thought that such characters would appear in the land of Taoism?

Tianzun Power shot, and the hole in the void was slowly repaired. Han Muye held a long sword and stood opposite Dang Wuyou.

"Om-"

The sword light vibrated, and the golden puppet figure slowly turned into an illusory figure, but Dang Wuyou's figure was even more illusory.

"Cough, you are very strong." Dang Wuyou looked at Han Muye and sighed: "You are the second person I have seen in my life who has cultivated kendo to the extreme."

With nostalgia on his face, he said softly, "The first one is Yuantian."

Slowly raising the long knife in his hand, Dang Wuyou raised his hand and flicked: "When—"

The blade vibrates.

Han Muye looked at Dang Wuyou, was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Dang Wuyou senior, go well."

go well.

Dang Wuyou's soul has completely dissipated, and what he stood in front of him at this time was just a puppet of the divine court, no, it was the ancient Sword Dao Power.

Wang Zhengwu.

"Om-"

Dang Wuyou's long knife in his hand rolled with light, turned his head and looked at the sky.

"Wood God, Suijun, I know you are all here."

"I want to tell you that after ascending to Immortal Stage, Spiritual Qi will be refined in the Spiritual Transformation Pond, and all cultivation in this world will be destroyed."

Holding a long knife, Dang Wuyou looks up to the sky and drinks.

"Those who cannot transform spirits into immortals in the Spirit Transformation Pond will be used as materials by Immortal World to refine immortal treasures." Dang Wuyou's face showed a sad expression.

"After practicing for countless years, in front of those Immortal World practitioners, they are just materials like spiritual medicine and spiritual materials."

"This is the Immortal World you desire, this is the Immortal World you want to open the Ascension Stage and fly away!"

Worry-free voice rippling in the void.

Whether it was the three-day powerhouses in front of him, or the Daozu Power who witnessed the Dao struggle, they all listened silently, with changing expressions on their faces.

Many practitioners are ignorant of these things that Dangwuyou said.

You can imagine, all of a sudden it was cold.

After practicing for countless years, it turned out to be just a panacea in the eyes of others.

The longer the cultivation time, the higher the age of the elixir.

That's all.

"Demon talk to confuse the public."

In the void, a voice sounded.

A long cyan river appeared in the void.

"Shuijun." Dang Wuyou drank lowly.

The long river rolled back, and the waves wrapped around Dang Wuyou's body.

Dang Wuyou's face changed dramatically, he raised his hand, and the long knife in his hand was thrown directly, flying towards Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out to catch the long knife, his eyes fixed on the long river in front of him.

In the void, the long river swept away, and the worry-free figure disappeared in its place.

An ancient Power, the peak of the Dao of the Blade, a strong man who returned from Immortal World, was swallowed like this.

The long river was surging, and waves of waves were stirred up, hitting Han Muye on the head.

Ancient Power shot.

This wave looked in front of him, but there was no way to avoid it.

This is the way that contains time and space. The long river is in front of you, and it is eternal.

If swallowed by the river, it will be erased from the river of time. It is impossible for such a person to exist in this space.

In the face of such an attack, only Power who truly controls the power of time and space can resist.

In front of this wave, let alone Han Muye, even the top Power in the world, few can stop him.

This is the ancient Power, once it is shot, it will never show mercy.

What about genius, what about Tianjiao, directly obliterate.

At this moment, everyone looked at Han Muye in front of him with complicated expressions.

"Suijun." Han Muye's eyes gleamed, looking at the waves ahead.

This is the power that has controlled the water veins of this world since the ancient times, and the power of heaven and earth in the age of the gods, and the power of luck is connected to the world of heaven and earth.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye burst out with endless Sword Rays.

In his hand, a sword pill was tightly held.

Sword Qi went straight into Jianwan, Sword Ray flashed from my mind,

Pieces of the best Spirit Stones floated around, and then exploded.

"Ask Yuantian senior to come out with a sword."

In Han Muye's mind, a long sword fell from the sky.

This Sword Ray is combined with the Sword Ray in Han Muye's hand, and it is slashed towards the long river ahead.