Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 269 Rampage in the Sky Crane Domain (12 chapters with five thousand words)

The Lingjia clan is not only the black turtle demon clan, but also the jade armor snow demon hidden in the Great Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory.

"Back then, there were monster clans from outside the territory who conquered them. Among them, the strong ones were beheaded by Duan Jiuxiao and Jianzun Yuan Tian, ​​but not all the scattered monster clans from outside the territory were killed."

"Perhaps in the eyes of these great powers, a few little monsters are nothing to worry about."

Walking with Han Muye, Qingtong introduced the origin of the black turtle demon in a low voice.

It turned out that these black turtle demons came from outside the domain.

"But what I didn't expect is that the spirit armor monster race is extremely strong in reproduction, but it has occupied half of the East China Sea for thousands of years, and it has traced back to the source, intending to infiltrate the southern wilderness, the western border, and the northern region."

"Even in Zhongzhou, there are spirit armor monsters."

Qingtong shook her head, a trace of doubt flashed across her face.

Han Muye was also startled by the power of reproduction to such an extent.

Fortunately, these fish monsters can't go ashore, otherwise they would really engulf the Tianxuan world.

"You think they must be in the water?"

Qingtong turned her head, and said in a low voice: "They came to this secret place with deliberation, didn't they just want to merge their blood, so that one day they can go to the water's edge?"

Sky Crane Essence and Blood!

"The Yunhe Palace was destroyed because of Tianhe's essence and blood."

"The remaining sky cranes in this secret place should be the last group of sky cranes in the Tianxuan world."

No wonder the black turtle demon will use the blood sacrifice method of the clan to open the secret realm.

These methods will gain the favor of the secret realm space and reduce the suppression power in advance.

Han Muye cast his eyes forward, and said in a deep voice, "Look at it this way, we need to find those big monsters quickly."

There are quite a few big monsters who have entered the Sky Crane Domain.

The two speeded forward, Qingtong turned to look at Han Muye in surprise, but did not speak.

In her opinion, Han Muye's physical strength was extremely strong.

Among the cultivators of the human race, there are not many who can pay attention to physical training, and can surprise her, a dragon and a monster.

"boom--"

Ahead, there was a shock.

Han Muye moved forward and rushed forward.

Under the cliff, two black turtles nearly 20 feet long blocked several sect elites in the valley. Every time their long tails slapped, the rocks would burst.

Those sect disciples tried their best to dodge, some were scratched by gravel, some were covered in blood, and on the ground, there were one or two bodies eaten by fish demons.

This is a family of Taoist disciples.

Practicing Taoism, his physical body is weak in martial arts, and he is completely powerless in front of such a big black-armored monster.

"Senior Brother Shen Chang, let's fight!" A young man who was pushed against the stone wall held a big stone in his hand and shouted.

"Don't be impulsive, the water monsters can't stay out of the water for long, we will consume them to death." On the other side, the thin Taoist with a wooden stick in his hand shouted.

He wields a stick to attract the water demon's attention.

"Boom—"

The head of a black turtle demon hit the stone wall, and the gravel flew around.

The two figures rolled down from the gap in the stone wall in embarrassment, tumbling and crawling to avoid it.

"Hold on, maybe someone will come to save us!" The young man named Shen Chang shouted, and threw out the wooden stick in his hand, stabbing the black turtle demon's eyes.

"Save? The people of Lingdao Sect can't protect themselves. What's more, with their heart, even if they see it, they won't come to save them..." A young man showed despair, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the big stone. Black turtle demon.

"Practice Jiazi, known as Junjie, I don't want to suffer like this."

"It's a big deal!" The young man roared, and flew up, smashing the big stone in his hand to the top of the black turtle demon's head.

"Zhu Siyuan come back quickly!"

"fool!"

Those fellow students hidden under the cliffs closed their eyes in despair.

The head of this black turtle demon is so hard that even spiritual weapons can hardly hurt it. What's the use of a big rock?

"Pfft—"

"Boom—"

There were two shocks.

Zhu Siyuan fell to the ground, the boulder in his hand was shattered, and there was a trace of spiritual light in his palm.

In front of him, the hill-like black turtle demon was torn open from the head, and blood was everywhere.

Compared with the small mountain-like fish demon, the big mopan stone is like a sugar pill.

A stone, killed the fish demon?

Zhu Siyuan was stunned, and those fellow disciples behind him were also stunned.

"Roar--"

Another fish demon rushed towards the stunned Zhu Siyuan.

"Boom—"

There was a loud bang.

The fish demon lay motionless on the ground.

A female cultivator in a green robe stood on top of the fish demon.

At this time, everyone noticed that above the head of the first fish demon, there was also a young man in a green robe with a sword box on his back.

"Nine Profound Sword Gate..."

"Han Banxian..."

Seeing Han Muye and Qingtong descending like gods, the eyes of the few people at the bottom of the cliff were dull, and they whispered in their mouths.

Han Muye flew down and stabbed out with the Yunlong Sword in his hand.

The black turtle demon's head was shattered, and pieces of solid fish bones fell to the ground.

He slashed with his long sword again, and many long jade-white thorns were picked out.

"The fish bones are so hard that they can be used as a shield, and the fish bones are so sharp that they can be used as a sword."

Han Muye glanced at those people, and then his eyes fell on Zhu Siyuan: "Killing the fish demon can relieve the suppression of your spiritual energy cultivation, you lead your fellow disciples to hunt the fish demon."

After Han Muye finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Zhu Siyuan's body flashed with spiritual energy, but his face was still dazed.

"Shen Chang of the Fire Spirit Dao Sect and all the juniors thank Xianxian Han and this fairy for saving their lives."

Standing in front of the stone wall, Shen Chang took a few steps forward and bowed to Han Muye.

Others behind him bowed too.

This is truly a lifesaver.

"Fire Spirit Dao Sect?" Han Muye muttered, without turning his head, he waved his hands and said, "Live well."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Live for yourself."

Live well for yourself.

Looking at Han Muye who was going away, Shen Chang's eyes flickered.

"Senior Brother Shen, he, what did he mean?" A young man with a long bone spur came forward and asked in a low voice.

The eyes of the others flickered.

"Hehe, between Lingdaozong and Jiuxuanjianmen, how do you choose?" Shen Chang turned around and looked at everyone.

How to choose?

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to speak.

"Haha, live for yourself." Shen Chang's eyes were shining brightly, he reached out and grabbed the bone spur, and then looked at Zhu Siyuan: "Junior Brother Zhu, lead us to hunt the fish demon and restore our strength."

"Whether it's Lingdao Sect or Nine Profound Sword Sect, what does it have to do with us if they fight for the top?"

"Our own practice and life are the most important."

Shen Chang strode forward, and there seemed to be an unspeakable momentum on his body.

If he was outside the Sky Crane Territory at this time, the aura on his body must have caused the aura to roll like a tide.

This is, Enlightenment!

Understand your own Dao, practice in the future, and have a smooth journey all the way.

"Yes, what do those big fights have to do with us? This is a good place to hunt fish monsters. If we can kill a big monster that condenses the demon core, then we can go."

A young man in a white robe laughed loudly and chased after Shen Chang holding a long bone spur.

right!

Hunting and killing big monsters, full of treasures, this is a chance!

Everyone happily held the bone spur and ran out together.

Before he knew it, he had seen through the fear of the great sect and the rules of the western border practice world.

Only one's own strength and one's own life are the foundation of practice!

...

Han Muye and Qingtong moved forward all the way, the more fish demons they hunted, the more cultivation they recovered.

Han Muye would not stand still when he met many elites of the western border sect who could help.

Traveling thousands of miles, Han Muye's aura has already been able to use the power to unblock the meridians.

Can use three swords.

One of the swords of the soul in Shenzang can also be used.

Most importantly, Zhao Yunlong and Taoist Dayan recovered a lot.

The sharpness of the sword pellets and the magic weapon made even Jiaolong Qingtong pay attention to it.

"Although I have been suppressed at the bottom of the lake for thousands of years, I also know about Xijiang. The whole of Xijiang seems to have only a few magic weapons."

"Also, is it true that your kendo method has not been practiced for a hundred years?"

Qingtong looked at Han Muye with an increasingly weird expression on his face.

Swordsmanship at your fingertips, imperial swordsmanship, double swordsmanship, swordsmanship of various attributes...

Even Qingtong saw the shadow of Donghai swordsmanship.

Han Muye smiled slightly, but without answering, he raised the sword in his hand, leading a beam of sword light towards the dense forest ahead.

In the dense forest, several figures were galloping.

"Stab—"

The long sword brushed against a figure, then passed through three embracing trees, and nailed a humanoid body in black armor to the trunk.

"Roar--"

With a roar, the man in black armor turned into a hundred-foot black fish, and opened his mouth to bite forward.

Qingtong's figure flashed, standing in front of the black turtle demon.

With a smile on her face, she raised her hand and punched the black turtle demon hard on the head.

"Boom—"

The black turtle demon's head was smashed into the soil.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

A hundred-foot-long black turtle, with half its body, is planted in the soil.

The huge fish tail flicked a few times, and then there was no sound.

With this fighting style, Han Muye couldn't help baring his teeth.

It is worthy of being the Jiaolong family.

When Qingtong turned around, she was holding a pale golden demon pill in her hand.

This is a form-changing fish demon, which already has a cultivation base of alchemy.

If this kind of big monster is outside the Tianhe Territory, it can cause a huge storm.

Now, he just died in this wilderness forest so aggrieved.

In fact, if he wasn't in Tianhe Domain, this guy would have died faster.

In front of a big monster of the Flood Dragon Clan, it couldn't last three breaths.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han, and thank you for this fairy." The pale Wanyue pressed her chest with one hand, and bowed to Han Muye and Qingtong.

The Yuehua Sword Sect is based on the sword energy of the imperial envoy, and the sword is as bright as the moon when beating the enemy with the sword.

But now that her aura cultivation has been suppressed, Wanyue and those members of the Yuehua Sword Sect behind her have been banned for 99% of their fighting power.

If it wasn't for his background as a sword cultivator and his martial arts foundation, he might have been swallowed up by the fish demon by now.

"They are all comrades in Xijiang, it should be." Han Muye stretched out his hand and moved Qing Mingjian back into the sword case.

Seeing that Han Muye could still control the sword, Wanyue and those fellow disciples behind her were stunned.

Han Muye said in a low voice that he would be able to get the approval of the world by beheading the monster race or human race that entered the foreign domain, and slowly lifted the ban and suppressed things.

Then he made it clear that he and Qingtong were going to Tianheling.

"Senior brother, you go first, we're going to find the lost fellow disciples, and by the way, restore your cultivation." Wanyue held the sword in one hand, pressed her chest with the other, turned and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and glanced at Han Muye: "Senior Brother Han, next time you use your sword, can you not pick my little shirt?"

She loosened the palm that was pressing on her chest, and a touch of whiteness disappeared in a flash.

It wasn't until the members of Yuehua Sword Sect left that Han Muye smiled wryly and shook his head.

Skillful accident.

Turning her head, Qingtong gave a look of "so you are such a person", and strode away.

Han Muye followed with a bitter face.

After walking for half a day, a green and rolling mountain can be seen in front of us.

There are many spiritual energy rising on it.

At this time, one can see practitioners, or black turtle demons, all heading towards the mountains.

"Brother Han."

"Han Baxian."

Those who are acquainted, come and say hello, and then go together.

Han Muye also recruited several disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Now behind him there are hundreds of elites from the Xijiang sect following him.

As for those who met a few Taoist sects, they avoided them far away, and did not dare to meet Han Muye face to face.

In this place, the combat power of the sword cultivator swept away the Daomen Shushu.

"boom--"

Ahead, sword light rises.

When the sword light flashed, the sky and the earth shook.

Thousands of swords drawn, cracking rocks and destroying mountains.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Walking to the front, he saw Lin Shen waiting there holding a big sword.

Behind Lin Shen, thousands of disciples from various sects gathered.

"Senior Brother Han." Lin Shen strode forward, cupped his hands towards Han Muye, and turned his gaze to Bronze.

"Ahem, this is Fellow Daoist Qingtong. Fellow Daoist Qingtong has extraordinary means and is my ally of the Nine Profound Sword Sect." Han Muye introduced aloud.

Lin Shen hurriedly cupped his fists.

"This fellow Daoist Lin's swordsmanship is amazing." Qingtong glanced at Lin Shen and praised.

Now that I have arrived here, I will naturally not stay any longer.

Everyone gathered and went to Tianhe Ridge.

Along the way, meet more practitioners.

As for the fish demon, what can be seen, of course, is to kill it with all its strength.

"Stab—"

The sword light flickered in the distant sky, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

A sword flashed, and another one.

"The swordsmanship of the East China Sea."

"It's Gu Daoyou."

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, looking at the flashing sword light over there.

"Gu Daoyou's sword, and Brother Lu."

"The other one should be—"

Before Han Muye could finish his sentence, Gao Yao came from over there: "Guo Tianjin, your Yunhai Sword Sect is indeed in collusion with the Black Turtle Demon Clan!"

Gu Yuanlong's voice was full of fury.

"The black-turtle monster is raging in the East China Sea, and the people of the East China Sea are incompatible with it, colluding with the black-turtle monster, and you, Yunhai Jianmen, are the master of the East China Sea!"

The sword light is connected with the shouting sound, not just one, but several together.

Lu Gao's sword also accompanied him.

"You, Gu Yuanlong, are not qualified to take care of the affairs of the East China Sea." The voice was as cold as ice, and the sword light shone, as much as Gu Yuanlong's sword light.

This is a top kendo master.

Han Muye flew away, passed through the jungle, and saw several figures fighting on the wasteland ahead.

On one side are Lu Gao, Gu Yuanlong, and Jiuxuan Jianmen and others.

On the other side, there is a tall and thin young man in tight iron armor, a fat old man, and several men in black armor who are full of evil spirits.

Obviously, these are all black-armored monsters.

The popularity of swordsmanship in the East China Sea is not unreasonable. The black-armored young man who was fighting against Gu Yuanlong had a sharp sword light, and every flash of light seemed to cut open the void.

The master of swordsmanship in the East China Sea, the first direct descendant of Yunhai Sword Sect, Guo Tianjin.

"Gu Yuanlong, your sword can't do it." Guo Tianjin sneered, stepped back a few steps, and suddenly stabbed out with his sword.

Beside him, a golden core demon who had not yet faded from the black turtle demon face was directly pierced through the body.

With a twist of the long sword, the body of the big monster was shattered.

From Guo Tianjin's body, a burst of vigorous blood and spiritual light rose.

The power he displayed reached the sixth level of enlightenment.

The long sword pointed at Gu Yuanlong.

"I'll see if you can block this sword."

Gu Yuanlong didn't speak, but held the sword in his hand tightly.

Han Muye stood beside him, watching the field.

Qingtong squinted her eyes, and cast her eyes on those black-armored monsters.

The big demon over there sensed something and turned his head to look.

The corners of Qingtong's mouth curled up, and she stepped out.

"boom!"

The rocks shattered, and she moved across hundreds of feet, rushing into the arena.

"Boom—"

When Qingtong entered the arena, he didn't give the Black Turtle Demon a chance at all, and just punched him in the head.

The fat, black-armored old man in front was knocked down by Qingtong's punch, rolled on the ground a few times, and turned into a three-hundred-foot-long black-turtle demon.

Even if it is only physical strength, it is shockingly strong to defeat a monster who is half a step away from heaven with one punch.

Guo Tianjin, who was about to draw his sword, trembled all over, and took a few steps back cautiously.

Behind Han Muye, Lin Shen whispered, "Senior Brother Han, do you want to help?"

help?

help who?

Help the black turtle demon?

This is not good, is it?

Han Muye shook his head.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qingtong used her fists and kicks, smashing those black turtle monsters that rushed up into pigs' heads.

One by one, the fish monsters were crushed and turned into incarnations, revealing their real bodies.

Although the fish monster that showed its real body was powerful, its movements were slow. In front of Qingtong, it became a difficult target to move.

The fists and feet were full of strong energy, and every blow smashed the black armor and fish scales.

Han Muye turned his head and said, "Go and play, be careful, these are all monsters."

Big demon.

At least they are all golden core demons with a hundred feet long.

At this time, these big monsters were all broken and jumping around.

Hearing Han Muye's words, those fellow practitioners from various sects no longer hesitated, and rushed forward holding the long sword and long bone spurs in their hands.

"Brother Han."

Gu Yuanlong walked over with his long sword back in its sheath.

Guo Tianlong, the first descendant of Yunhai Sword Sect, had fled without a trace.

"Senior Brother Han." Lu Gao grinned with his eyes covered.

He turned his body into a sword, and a person is a sword, which is the extreme in the practice of strength sword.

In this Heavenly Crane Domain where spiritual energy is suppressed, Lu Gao's combat power is very limited.

Gu Yuanlong and the others used Lu Gao's combat power to kill the black turtle monster quickly, and then accumulated unsealed cultivation.

"call out--"

There was a long cry, and a white crane several feet in size flew out of the mountain, circled one by one, and rushed down.

"Roar--"

In the distant mountains and forests, there was a wild roar.

"Heaven Realm!"

The roaring sound, which resembled the roar of a tiger and leopard, was clearly the voice of a great monster in the heavenly realm.

On Tianhe Ridge, a demon light rises.

The big white crane was covered by the demonic light, and with a single twist, its neck was broken.

Tianhe!

Han Muye exchanged glances with Qingtong who was striding over, and then flew away.

Behind him, those Xijiang elites had killed all those big monsters, and their bodies were full of spiritual light.

Han Muye turned into a breeze, passed through the jungle, and landed on a rocky cliff.

In front of the stone cliff, there are scattered elites of various sects, the black turtle demon.

At the forefront is a Lingdao Sect practitioner in a blue Taoist robe.

"Han Muye?"

Seeing Han Muye coming, the Taoist standing in front of the Lingdao Sect turned around with a stern look on his face: "It's just in time, it's good to catch a crane with your flesh and blood."

Hearing his words, Han Muye laughed and said calmly, "Why not your flesh and blood?"

The Taoist's face suddenly changed, Han Muye laughed out loud, and stepped out!

His figure was like an arrow, and he landed directly in front of the Taoist with one step at a thousand feet.

The strength of the physical body can actually make a thousand feet!

This step made all the Xijiang elites widen their eyes.

Han Muye raised his hand and punched it down.

Dozens of golden masks rose from the body of the green-robed Taoist of Lingdao Sect.

It's just that these masks were completely crushed under Han Muye's fists like rags.

"How dare you be so crazy after recovering to the state of Tongmai?"

Han Muye laughed, and smashed his fist on the face of the green-robed Taoist, sending him flying.

"Lu Qingchen, with your strength, there are tens of thousands of people who can torture and kill you on Heling today!"

Han Muye's voice was like thunder, he pointed at the green-robed Taoist who was lying on the ground, and shouted loudly.