Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-11

Chapter 96 Boy, how about my sword (first order)

Myriad Swords Returning to Origin!

Han Muye clenched his fists and stood on the bow.

That’s Mo Yuan Master.

Old Ancestor Myriad Swords.

To condense Qi Cultivation Base, to control a sword intent, to condense thousands of sword qi, to shake a radius of ten miles, and the sword to go out into the sky.

This sword is called Myriad Swords Returning to Origin.

This sword is very strong.

But by no means the opponent of Supreme Spirit Sword Sect Supreme Elder, Core Formation Perfection powerhouse Mu Tieyang.

Han Muye knew why Mo Yuan made this sword.

To return the grace of Nine Mysteries Sword Sect for two hundred years.

Last ride for Sword Pavilion Elder.

To be able to use Myriad Swords Returning to Origin to ask for a half-step Heaven Stage.

In order to let the world know that ordinary people of my generation can fight Heaven Stage with ordinary swords!

“Myriad Swords Returning to Origin.” Han Muye said lightly in a low voice, watching the long sword move forward.

“Myriad Swords Returning to Origin?” Bai Suzhen’s eyes were shining brightly, and he tiptoed slightly and looked towards the distance: “That’s the Old Ancestor Myriad Swords?”

“Good style Myriad Swords Returning to Origin!” Spiritual Qi surging on Shopkeeper He’s body, his eyes fixed on Mo Yuan who was walking forward with his hands behind his back: “My generation Cultivation, that’s how it should be.”

Bai Suzhen nominee .

Although Earth Stage Peak is in front, unyielding will not fold and move forward with a sword.

This is the sword cultivator!

“Boom—”

Before the giant sword, a bronze sword light rose.

sword light is quaint, but has a grandeur that is hard to look at.

That sword is scary.

The cold sword light dyes the afterglow of the sunset into ice blue.

The sword light counteracted the illusory giant sword, and the sound of sword cry resounded through Heaven and Earth.

One breath.

Three breaths.

ten breaths.

After ten breaths, he let out a long sigh, the illusory giant sword shattered, and Mo Yuan turned upside down and fell down.

“It’s weak after all.” Shopkeeper He shook his head and said regretfully.

Weak.

It was the half-step Heaven Stage and the Western Border Peak. No matter how strong the sword technique of Old Ancestor Myriad Swords was, it was powerless to resist.

Being able to withstand ten breaths is already the limit.

The condensed sword light of the Old Ancestor Myriad Swords shattered, and the bronze sword light chased down the Old Ancestor Myriad Swords.

Han Muye squinted his eyes and was about to fly out when he suddenly stopped.

Behind him, Purple Flame and Azure Abyss vibrate.

In his sleeve, Flying Sword light sound.

Beside him, on Bai Suzhen and Shopkeeper He, a sword cry sounded.

It’s not just them here.

Ahead, the sound of one after another sword cry, like the sound of the sky.

In a radius of a hundred miles, thousands of swords roar!

All swords are as if they have met their own king, and bow down with a long cry!

one after another sword light condenses into a rainbow, traversing Heaven and Earth.

“Fellow Daoist Mo is a good sword. After a hundred years of dedicated training, it can cut the Heaven Stage.”

An old voice sounded, and the voice overcame all the sword cry.

Wearing an azure robe, white hair and beard, Sword Pavilion Elder, who is tall and straight like a sword, stepped onto the sword light rainbow bridge and hung in the hundred zhang void.

He stretched out his hand, poking out in the void.

Mo Yuan’s giant sword that was scattered by the shock slowly solidified.

On that sword, there is a dazzling sword light.

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Sword Pavilion Gao Changgong, ask Supreme Spirit Sword Sect Mu Tieyang Fellow Daoist to die.”

The voice of Sword Pavilion Elder seemed to fall from the sky, covering a radius of hundreds of miles. roar.

This is the power of Sword Pavilion Elder, hundred breaths Heaven Stage!

This hundred breaths, he can fight Heaven Stage.

His sword, under Heaven Stage, can be cut!

Han Muye stood on the bow, anxiety flashed on his face, but he couldn’t move.

“Boy, look good.”

“This sword, the old man raised a child.”

The voice of Sword Pavilion Elder was in Han Muye’s ears It rang out, gentle, with a hint of relief, and incomparably proud.

The sword of Divine Soul in the Han Muye Divine Repository vibrated and could not rush out.

He thought that if he got to Deer Garden Mountain, he could stop the Sword Pavilion Elder from this sword.

He thought that the sword of Divine Soul in his Divine Repository could replace Sword Pavilion Elder with that sword.

But standing here, he realized that his Divine Soul sword, in front of Sword Pavilion Elder, is not even qualified to use a sword.

The sword of the Divine Soul, which has been cultivated for a period of time, is not as solid as the sword intent.

The sword raised by this Jiazi raises Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

“Okay, I can take the sword of Fellow Daoist Gao, and I will have no regrets.”

In front, an old man in black robe holds an ancient bronze sword, and Sword Pavilion Elder met across the air.

He pointed the long sword in his hand to the Sword Pavilion Elder, and on his body, there was a shadow of a mountain floating in the sky.

Swords!

Although it is illusory, it has become a half-step trend!

Half-step sword stance, Earth Stage Peak.

Can this kind of battle strength resist the hundreds of breaths Heaven Stage?

At this moment, everyone’s eyes are on the two people in front of Void.

Not only in this radius of a hundred miles, but also thousands of miles, thousands of miles away, there are also countless people who have been drawn and landed on the battlefield at this time.

Today’s sword will set the century-old trend of Western Border in the future, and the luck of the two Great Sects for a century!

Han Muye stared straight ahead.

At this moment, his mind slowly calmed down.

Just as Master Mo Yuan is about to make a sword, Sword Pavilion Elder has been waiting for this sword for countless years!

Divine Soul raises a sword for a period of time, isn’t it just to fight against a powerhouse like Mu Tieyang and fight for a share of luck in the sect general trend?

Cultivation, besides swordsmanship and longevity, is killing, right?

Can kill half a step Heaven Stage, no regrets!

The moment Han Muye figured it out, all the oppressive power in him dissipated.

Ahead, Sword Pavilion Elder stabbed out with a sword in his hand.

The sword light is bright.

It was brighter than the sunset, as if the sky was reversed.

The sword edge is so cold that it seems to freeze thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in an instant, causing the vegetation to wither.

Quick.

This sword, in the blink of an eye, is faster than a meteor.

“When—”

The sound of the long sword clashing sounded.

This voice seems to be in my ear, and it seems to be thousands of miles away.

The sword light dimmed, and the sunset disappeared into the sky.

In the void, there is a mourning sound of swords.

Sword Pavilion Elder stood in the void, holding his hands still.

In front of him, Supreme Spirit Sword Sect Supreme Elder Mu Tieyang holds Broken Sword and presses one hand on his chest.

“Powerless ah…”

Mu Tieyang fell, and several silhouettes rushed out below to catch it.

No one spoke, one after another Supreme Spirit Sword Sect Disciple flew away.

The sword qi around Sword Pavilion Elder began to dissipate, and his figure slowly fell.

Han Muye took a deep breath, indifferently said: “If you and I are enemies in the future, I will let you go.”

After finishing speaking, he body moved, as if a sword light flashes, have washed down the flying boat.

Above the flying boat, Bai Suzhen’s eyes flickered and finally turned into a chuckle.

“This guy is quite interesting.”

Beside her, Shopkeeper He turned his head to look, and looked towards Han Muye who was flying down, but he didn’t speak.

“Let’s go, my Yang Demon Sect person is here, and I’ll always leave a story behind.” Bai Suzhen whispered, turning around and stepping into the cabin.

Yang Demon Sect, Western Border Nine Sects second, Western Border demonic path leader.

Yang Demon Sect Sect Master Li Mubai is the Western Border demonic path number one expert, Heaven Stage.

Shopkeeper He> nods this

, the aura wrapped around the flying boat, and said lightly in his mouth: “Actually, the boy is really good”

Han Muye flew down over the mountains, a warning flashed after another sword light, and retreated again.

He was wearing the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Inner Sect shirt, and there was no killing intent on his body.

Falling on the rock, Han Muye flew forward and strode to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, one by one Nine Mysteries Sword Sect inner sect disciple guarding each other with swords, in the middle, Mo Yuan sitting down, standing on the bluestone looking towards Sword Pavilion Elder in the distance, and wearing The fire pulse Elder Su Yuan of azure robe.

“Boy, how is my sword?”

Sword Pavilion Elder turned his head and looked towards Han Muye who was running.

“Huanghuang Heavenly Might, a sword can sweep away evil monsters in the world.” Han Muye said loudly.

Sword Pavilion Elder laughed heartily and pointed at Han Muye: “Are you here to see me draw this sword?”

Han Muye shook his head, stepped forward, and Mo Yuan looked at each other, then raised his head and said, “I’m here to take you back to Sword Pavilion, Elder.”

“Back to Sword Pavilion…” Sword Pavilion Elder’s expression changed, turned around, looked towards the place where the last light fades away.

“Okay, back to Sword Pavilion.”

(End of this chapter)