Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

With a sword, the entire bamboo forest changed instantly.

In front of Han Muye, a mountain of corpses turned into a sea of ​​blood, and blood-colored waves surged up.

Between heaven and earth, dark red bamboo branches stick out from all directions.

These bamboo branches have tiny barbs one by one. If you can zoom in on them, there are still traces of gray streamers in the barbs.

"That's all?"

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand was released.

The long sword directly turned into a cyan meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it cut off all the bamboo branches that were three feet tall.

The chopped bamboo branch instantly turned into a black phantom and rushed towards Han Muye.

"The resentment of the soul, the shadow of the demonic meaning, are all things that are not in the flow." Han Muye whispered impatiently, his fingers sticking out and turning into a sword art.

"Calm down, punish evil."

"No pretence, broken void."

"boom--"

Ten golden thunders fell from the sky, smashing all the bamboo branches into pieces.

The sea of ​​blood that filled the sky instantly turned into clarity.

The sword light pierced the sky, and the golden flames between heaven and earth could be seen falling down on Han Muye's body.

In his divine soul, with a slight trembling, the flame was gathered.

"The purest divine soul flame in the world, a rare thing to cleanse the mind." Looking up and looking around, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

The flame of the soul needs to be recognized by those broken souls.

Han Muye smashed the formation illusion here and rescued all the trapped spirits, only then did he get their gratitude.

The bamboo forest in a radius of one mile has disappeared.

There are only skeletons all over the place.

The bones are piled up into mountains, and I don't know how many layers there are.

He stretched out his hand, and a light-blue bamboo shoot in the pile of bones in front of him fell into Han Muye's hand.

"Fleshless bamboo, it can be used to condense the treasure of the soul."

There is no right or wrong in the treasure, it depends on how it is.

If this meatless bamboo is in the hands of wicked people, it is naturally extremely vicious.

But Han Muye felt that it was a good treasure to use this thing to warm the soul.

Looking up and looking around, Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.

The treasure of meatless bamboo will not appear in this barren wasteland, this thing is more like someone raised it.

His mind swept away, and his figure disappeared in place.

"boom--"

A sword light spanned a hundred miles and cut down a Taoist man in a black robe.

Han Muye stood floating in the air with a touch of indifference in his eyes.

"You, you have destroyed the arrangement of the Supreme Golden Immortal, and you will surely die without a place to be buried." The Taoist's eyes revealed viciousness, gritted his teeth, and stared at the sword in Han Muye's hand.

His cultivation is not weak, but he has no resistance against Han Muye.

The sword that spanned hundreds of miles had already been fundamentally injured.

"Supreme Golden Immortal?"

Han Muye said lightly, "Okay, I'll wait for him to come."

Supreme Golden Immortal is a general term for Golden Immortals.

On it, there is the Daluo Jinxian, the existence that is rampant in the world.

This meatless bamboo is the layout of a golden immortal powerhouse.

In this small town alone, it is necessary to face a strong Jinxian.

Han Muye's eyes were full of fighting intent.

Jinxian, so what?

The sword in his hand was swept away, and the black-robed Taoist was shocked, and his blood was cut off.

By the time Han Muye returned to Zhulin Town, Zhang Zhenbiao and the others had already entered the town and controlled key locations.

The bamboo forests that have suppressed this place for thousands of years have been destroyed, and all of them are white bones.

And Han Muye's sword that spanned hundreds of miles had already shown tyrannical strength.

Yunlan Town Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, who would dare to face it?

Three days later, the entire Zhulin Town began to relocate.

Under the auspices of Han Muye, the white bones were directly reduced to ashes with a handful of skyfire.

After all, there is no other place in the wasteland, there are no rules to speak of, these dead bones are placed here, maybe they will attract those powerhouses who practice sorcery.

Zhulin Town was relocated and integrated into Yunlan Town, which greatly increased the strength of Yunlan Town.

Within three months, Han Muye took five shots and merged the five surrounding towns into Yunlan Town.

In this way, the entire Yunlan Town has been transformed into a large town with nearly one million cultivators of various ethnic groups.

This is still the reason why many people wait and see, and dare not easily choose to stay and settle in Yunlan Town. Otherwise, the number of people will at least double.

A Yunlan City, which is based on Yunlan Town and expanded several times, is beginning to take shape.

There are not many rules in Yunlan City, as long as it is a fair deal.

There should be no unprovoked fighting within a thousand miles around the city.

The trading market in the middle of the city is presided over by the merchants recruited by Zhao Chen, so as to achieve fair trade.

Other business methods are controlled by Zuo Baichou, which brings together various materials.

Zhang Zhenbiao and the disciples of Jianzong are responsible for the security of the city and conduct daily inspections.

Du Sanzhen and the others were still relatively low in cultivation, but they were Han Muye's confidants as immortal cultivators. Together with Yuyang's Blue Wolf Clan, they assisted the Sifang guards.

"Young Master Han still doesn't have enough power. Many people are watching and don't dare to really take refuge." Xie Chaoyan's words were sharp.

It is not a good thing to put one's net worth and future in a city, and put it on a kendo practitioner who is not familiar with his potential and strength.

Even those immortal cultivators who settled in the city didn't really have any attachment to Han Muye, they just made a choice after weighing.

In a city like this, there will always be opportunities.

"I know." Han Muye nodded, his eyes fell on the light curtain in front of him.

"Two things."

"The first is to show strength, and the second is to consolidate the city."

"Within a radius of 100,000 miles, there are five other cities of the same size as my Yunlan City. Among them, Guanyue City has a number of powerful angels sitting in town, with extraordinary strength."

Han Muye pointed his finger on Guanyue City, which is 80,000 kilometers away, and said lightly, "Eat it."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they heard Han Muye's voice resounding: "Challenge to seize the city."

The newly-created City Lord of Yunlan City, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, is going to challenge the City Lord of Guanyue City and send the famous post to Guanyue City.

Bet on control of the city.

This matter was spread by the caravans of various places, and it spread almost millions of miles around.

The rules for the challenge of seizing a city were determined by several major forces hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Fighting like this can minimize damage.

100,000 years ago, in the wasteland, there were challenges to capture the city almost every year.

Now, no one cares about this rule at all.

For nearly a thousand years, nothing like this has happened on the Yunteng Wasteland.

"This Han Wudi must be familiar with all kinds of ancient rules on the wasteland, so he chose to build a city first and challenge later."

"Does he really want to gain a foothold in the wasteland? You must know that once the battle to seize the city starts, he will not be facing an enemy on one side. Maybe there will be more strong ones coming."

Many people were curious about why Han Muye launched the challenge.

Today he dares to challenge, and he will meet more strong people in the future.

Without the support of major forces, rashly launching a battle to seize the city will not end well.

"Perhaps, who is behind him? Jianxiu, should be a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect?" Some people began to speculate on Han Muye's identity.

"It's like a disciple of Xuanling Jianzong, but Jianzong has never heard of such a strong person." Someone shook his head and whispered.

The elites of the Xuanling Sword Sect are famous in this wasteland.

Someone like Han Muye who can be named invincible is definitely not an unknown person in the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Anyone who wanted to break his head probably didn't know that Han Muye would be a new elite, and he didn't even finish the trial.

The challenge post from Yunlan City was sent, and Guanyue City also responded.

war.

On the day of receiving Guanyue City's response, Han Muye left the city in white.

All the immortal cultivators in Yunlan City, the tribes scattered around, and people from other towns all turned their attention to Han Muye.

"Om-"

Han Muye walked ten miles out of the city, and a long sword fell from the sky.

After Han Muye stepped out of Yunlan City, the challenge to seize the city had already begun.

He needed to walk to Guanyue City alive and in front of the city lord of Guanyue City.

The sword energy of the long sword is as long as a hundred meters, and it flew from a hundred miles away. Sen Han in the sword light froze the surrounding void, and the blue aura seemed to reveal the surrounding space.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"This knife must be Guanyue Cheng's silent means."

"I still need to guess, Guanyue Cheng is silent, and the sword is silent, half-step fairy, can fight against the sky."

"Guanyue City sent him to the first battle, just to come to the horse's power. If Han Wudi can't stop this sword, and the invincible name is broken, then don't think about challenging the city lord of Guanyue City."

The people watching around exclaimed and discussed, all watching the sword light fall on Han Muye's head.

"Really good swordsmanship."

Han Muye also whispered.

Then, he raised his hand, and in the Wanhe sword box behind him, the long sword was unsheathed.

"Kuraga-"

A long sword flew out and turned into a meteor.

Instead of blocking the knife overhead, stab straight ahead!

This sword is coming to the extreme!

The sword just came out, and it was already a hundred miles away.

"Bam—"

The tree burst, revealing a middle-aged man hidden in it.

The big man was stunned, with a sword stuck in his chest, his eyes were round, but there was no trace of strength.

"Snapped--"

Han Muye raised his hand and grasped the long knife that fell from the top of his head, dissipating the strength.

"Good knife."

Han Muye spoke lightly again.

Good swordsmanship, a long sword in the air at a distance of a hundred miles.

But this sword was not as fast as a sword from Han Muye, and Han Muye was also separated by a hundred miles, and the sword pierced through his body.

Good knife.

I don't know if it's true or false.

Han Muye took a step forward, flew a hundred miles away, and glanced at Mu Wusheng, who was beheaded.

Raising his hand, a golden light turned into words and was engraved on the tree trunk in front of him.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City, the Heavenly Venerate of the Dao of Slashing Swords is silent here."

The characters are penetrating through the wood, the handwriting is smart, and there are traces of golden sword intent flowing.

A Tianzun strong, Dao of the Blade Tianzun, fell with just one sword!

After one strike, no one dared to make a sound in a radius of hundreds of miles.

This is the real sword fairy!

Three hundred miles ahead, a Taoist man in a gray robe stood on the avenue, holding a jade Ruyi in both hands.

"Han Wudi? Just a reckless man with a false name." The Taoist snorted coldly, and smashed Yu Ruyi in his hand.

That Yu Ruyi turned into a hundred zhang, and the golden aura appeared on it, and countless golden warriors fell in front of Han Muye, blocking him.

"Puppet art?"

"little tricks."

Han Muye grasped the long sword and tapped it forward.

"The wind."

"Move!"

"boom--"

Baizhang space, cloud and thunder burst!

Ten golden puppets shattered directly, and the hundred-zhang jade above his head turned into nothingness.

"If you don't attack with all your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave alive." Han Muye pointed his sword at the Taoist opposite.