Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The founder of Jiuxuan Dao.

Go to Zhen Dao Sect.

Just now, Feng Shaolin invited Taoist Yunlang to the Zhen Dao Sect, and he did not hesitate to take action and threaten Jiu Xuan Dao disciples.

At this time, Feng Shaolin's expression changed when he heard that Han Muye said that he was going to the Zhendao Sect.

Because the appearance of Han Muye, the founder of Jiuxuan Dao, was too strange, and the strength he displayed was too confusing for him.

"Our Zhendao Sect is naturally willing to invite seniors to come," Feng Shaolin stared at Han Muye, the sword light flowing on the long sword in his hand, "However, Feng needs to verify your strength."

"If you are not strong enough, then you can become Feng's dead soul!"

The sound fell and the sword light rose.

The sword light this time was different from the sword light used by Feng Shaolin to kill Taoist Yunlang before. When this sword fell, it actually borrowed the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, as well as the power of the surrounding golden armored soldiers.

The three blades of light gathered together and struck down Han Muye head-on.

"boom--"

The swirling sword light turned into a golden-armored lion and pressed down on Han Muye's head.

At this moment, the entire world within a ten-mile radius began to shake, causing the surrounding world to seem to be shattered.

Those cultivators below the third level of the Reborn Realm were all shaken, and the energy and blood in their bodies seemed to be frozen.

Even Taoist Hu Yu and others were pale at this time, and the energy and blood in their bodies surged uncontrollably.

This kind of devastating blow is Feng Shaolin's limit.

This is the true strength of the Hidden Realm!

Seeing that Feng Shaolin could not defeat Taoist Yunlang, I felt that those practitioners who were in the Hidden Realm were just like this, their eyes widened and they could hardly breathe.

Not far from Han Muye, Taoist Yunlang narrowed his eyes and looked slightly solemn.

He admitted that he underestimated the methods of the younger generations of practitioners.

At least the combat power displayed by Feng Shaolin at this time is not inferior to the strong men of the same level in ancient times. His methods are even more sophisticated, and his concentration of power is more layered and more tyrannical.

Looking at the falling lion, Han Muye raised his hand.

The body remained motionless, the waist trembled slightly, the raised hand pressed forward, like the breeze in the palm and the green willow in front of it.

"It's Yun Lanqingfeng!" Wu Mingjue whispered, eyes fixed on Han Muye's movements.

Han Muye's movements are clearly the basic moves among the thirty-six movements of Jiuxuan Qingfeng.

The gentle caress of the palm is like a soothing breeze in front of the face.

When Han Muye stretched out his palm and gently pressed it forward, everyone heard a thunderous roar.

It moves like thunder, accompanied by wind and thunder. This is a strange phenomenon when the combat skills are cultivated to the top!

"How is it possible? How can Jiuxuan Dao have such a superb inheritance..." Seeing Han Muye's palm pressed down and the wind and thunder rolling, Feng Shaolin's face flashed with confusion.

If the inheritance of Jiuxuan Dao was so strong, they would have been rampant in Jiuxuan Mountain long ago, and they would not have ended up like this.

"Can the ancient inheritance still show its power in today's era?" Feng Shaolin's eyes flashed with greed.

If there really is such a heritage, then we must seize it!

"Bang——"

Han Muye's palm hit the body of the lion in front of him in the void. The golden lion trembled all over, raised its head and roared, and then collapsed.

Raise your hand and strike, the lion will shatter to pieces!

This kind of scene made all the cultivators watching around stunned.

This lion is a powerful man in the Hidden Realm who mobilizes the power of heaven and earth around him, plus the combined combat power of the golden armored soldiers behind him.

Such a method, which is already comparable to the combat power of the second level of hiding in the physical body, can break it so easily.

How could the Jiuxuan Dao Patriarch in front of him have such combat power?

The corners of Taoist Hu Yu's mouth twitched, and the joy on his face could not be concealed.

My ancestor has such strength, why worry about Jiu Xuan Dao not being popular!

The Jiu Xuan Dao disciples around him all clenched their fists excitedly.

The method Han Muye showed was their inheritance.

Han Muye can break through the hidden realm with one strike, and so can they!

Not far from Wu Mingjue, Tao Yuyu, the senior sister of Yuteng Dao Sect, had a change of expression. She looked at Wu Mingjue in front of her. For some reason, her face showed a bit of blush.

Taoist Yunlang breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his palm, and a fragment of the sword in his palm disappeared.

I knew Han Muye was strong, but I didn’t expect Han Muye to be so strong!

Han Muye's strength was beyond his imagination.

Taking refuge in Jiu Xuan Dao seems to be a wise choice.

"What a trick!" Feng Shaolin shouted, flew up, and slashed Han Muye's head with his long knife, "Catch this knife, I, the True Dao Sect, welcome you -"

This knife is different from the previous lion shadow, it is a straight knife.

But this sword was very similar to Han Muye's strike just now, with a faint sound of thunder!

"It's not the pinnacle of combat skills, it's just the sect's inherited skills." Han Muye said with a calm expression and raised his hand again.

This time, all Jiu Xuan Dao disciples stared closely at Han Muye's palm.

Everyone around them also stared at Han Muye, not daring to miss anything.

Han Muye looked at the long knife that fell on his head.

The inheritance of the Supreme Realm has its brilliance, but compared with those dazzling inheritances in the void, its decline can be seen.

The main reason is the decline of the power of heaven and earth. Countless tyrannical methods can no longer match the current power of heaven and earth.

In other words, many of the current combat skills in the Supreme Realm are the result of castration over and over again.

Combat skills adapt to the way of heaven and earth, rather than achieve the way of heaven and earth.

Although Han Muye has not been in the Supreme Realm for a long time, he has already felt the helplessness of practitioners in the Supreme Realm.

Either you adapt to heaven and earth, or you are powerless.

There are so many strong men who have awakened, but when they open their eyes, they find that their cultivation has disappeared, and their combat power is not as good as any of their juniors.

With the long sword pointed at his head, Han Muye felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Stretching out his hand, this time he did not use "Cloud Breeze", but turned his palm outwards, lunged with his feet, and pressed his waist down slightly.

"Soaring into the clouds to catch up with the wind!"

Although Han Muye's posture changed, Jiuxuan Dao disciples who had practiced the Thirty-Six Qingfeng Styles for so long could immediately recognize that this move was a slightly changed version of Tengyun Qifeng.

"boom--"

The blade fell, and the faint golden light on his palm blocked the long blade. Then Han Muye raised his hand and deflected the power of the blade.

Feng Shaolin's face changed drastically as he held the long knife. It was too late to draw the knife. His palm and arm were directly connected to the long knife and twisted.

"Click——"

Feng Shaolin's arm was twisted.

His entire body flipped over and hit the ground, with his shoulder bones and spine shattered.

"Bang——"

Feng Shaolin, who rolled to the ground, gritted his teeth and looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head and slowly stopped his hand: "Your sword was really bad. Is this the inheritance of your Zhendao Sect?"

Feng Shaolin's face turned red, and just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted.

Han Muye shook his head and looked around: "Are these Zhendao Sect members covered in golden armor worth anything?"

valuable?

Everyone was stunned.

"It's very valuable to return to the ancestor." Taoist Hu Yu's voice sounded, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

Han Muye waved his hand: "Then take it back and wait for the Zhendao Sect to redeem you with the Origin Stone."

"This business is much easier than your hard work digging for the Origin Stone."

After saying that, Han Muye's eyes fell on Wu Mingjue: "Is Yuteng Dao Sect going to let you get married?"

Wu Mingjue trembled all over, the disciples of the Yuteng Dao Sect raised their heads nervously, and the female disciple of the Yuteng Dao Sect, Tao Yuyu, turned red.

Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"You are the second generation senior brother of Jiuxuan Dao."

"If I want you to marry me, I have to get enough dowry."