Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Shocked by the supernatural power condensed by the long sword in Han Muye's hand, the black armored general on the opposite side couldn't help shouting loudly.

Raising his hand, he led the battle formation behind him.

The black war cavalry ran faster and faster, slowly turning into a rushing black torrent, charging towards Han Muye.

The power of the blood demon blocked the surrounding heaven and earth, and the space was stable, turning it into a blood-colored curtain with a radius of hundreds of miles, making it impossible for Han Muye to fly away.

"I'm careless, Han Wudi should take action in advance, don't let the forces of the battle formation gather." An old man in half-length battle armor stroked his beard and shook his head.

"Indeed, once the Daoist formation of Yuan Mo Dao Sect is launched, it will never die. Not to mention a Heaven Defying Sword Immortal, but a Void Refinement Immortal, I am afraid that I will go all out."

The realm of heaven, one step away is thousands of miles away.

Dongxu and Lianxu seem to be only a first-order difference, but the combat power is different.

The strength of the Taoist soldiers of the Yuan Demon Taoist Sect has long been rumored in the wasteland.

At this time, seeing it rolling and rushing, the blood-colored power staggered into one, and it was really a soldier and armor, and the suffocating spirit took away the spirit.

"Good formation."

Han Muye looked at the surging torrent, said in a low voice, and his eyes fell on the loud black armored general across from him.

At this time, the war general has retreated a thousand feet, and he is in the center of the battle formation.

However, he was obedient, knowing the truth of catching a thief and a king, and hiding himself directly in the center of the army formation, making it impossible for anyone to want to assassinate him.

Also, a Sword Immortal, no matter how strong he is, he cannot face the 100,000 Army formation head-on.

The only thing that can be done is naturally to attack and kill the leading general, causing the army to collapse.

It's a pity that Han Muye didn't fly into the formation as they thought.

In his hand, a cyan long sword appeared.

No one knew that this was his Primordial Spirit Sword.

Kill the sword.

Kendo masters killing, this sword is designed for killing.

"kill."

Han Muye took three steps, raised his hand and slashed down with a sword, slicing the first soldier who charged at Han Muye's face with a spear in his hand.

The condensed qi and blood spread out towards the surroundings, and the soldiers in the army formation had red eyes, and the qi and blood tumbled from their bodies, as if their bodies were about to explode.

Han Muye was holding a cyan long sword. As long as he collided with the soldiers, three or five of them would be slashed with one sword.

He was three feet tall and became a restricted area.

A trace of blood-colored evil spirit was drawn and poured into the frost-turned Chengyun Sword above Han Muye's head.

From an outsider's point of view, Han Muye used this long sword with the power of frost to suppress and digest those bloody auras that could confuse people.

This approach is orthodox.

It's just that no one knew that more than 80% of the **** energy gathered at this time was absorbed by the Primordial Spirit Killing Sword in Han Muye's hands.

What outsiders see is only appearances.

dogfight.

It was completely unimaginable that Han Muye chose to fight with Dao soldiers in the battle formation.

The sword light flashed, and the endless sword shadows rose with a puff of blood.

Every sword will take away several lives.

Han Muye's sword was getting faster and faster, and the corpses around him piled up into mountains, forcing him to move forward.

Ten miles ahead, a ten-mile bloody road is paved.

There were no words around, and everyone looked at the killing field.

Who would have thought that Han Muye would choose one person and one sword to confront the Dao soldiers head on?

"His sword seems to be faster?"

Someone found a clue.

Sure enough, the sword light in Han Muye's hand was a little faster at this time.

"It's also stronger..." Someone said softly with a deep look in his eyes.

Previously, Han Muye killed three or five soldiers in the battle with one sword, but at this time, each sword would take dozens of lives.

Could it be that killing will also make Han Wudi stronger?

That's right, it's a sword cultivator in the end, and it's normal to cultivate several secret techniques to increase combat power with the power of killing.

Jian Xiu, how could he not be good at killing?

"Evolution--"

Han Muye traveled another ten miles, and before he knew it, the number of soldiers killed had reached five thousand.

Five thousand soldiers were half of the army in front of him.

So many kills at one time, it's jaw-dropping.

Many immortal cultivators who majored in Taoism and were a little weaker in fighting had turned pale at this time.

Killing Qi will quietly affect people's minds, making people unable to gather strength.

Being slaughtered in half, the Daoist formation of Yuan Mo Daozong had to switch formations.

"boom--"

A phantom of a thousand-zhang black bear condensed with bloody energy appeared.

Black body, shoulder armor covered with blue flames.

In his hand was a long blue sword, 1,300 zhang long. The blade was like a door panel, but it was 300 zhang large.

This door can directly crush a giant mountain.

"Roar--"

The black bear roared, and the sword in his hand swung down, causing the Gangfeng to vibrate, crushing the void below it.

Han Muye was the first to bear the brunt. Beneath the sword, his body was imprisoned and he couldn't move.

In fact, since the battle with the battle array, he has always carried the power of imprisonment.

He possesses the power of divine beasts, bears endless pressure, and can still move forward steadily.

At this time, under this long sword, the power of confinement was so extreme that the space around him was shattered inch by inch.

This is his strength against the power of confinement. The conflict between the two forces is too grand and the space can't bear it, so there will be cracks.

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand, and under everyone's horrified eyes, he faced the long sword that slashed down and reached it directly.

Like an ant fighting a giant elephant.

This situation is an unimaginable contrast.

"boom--"

The sword light and the sword light counteracted, and there was a sound of roaring and cracking.

However, Han Muye, who was like an ant under the long sword, did not move, and the sword was still firmly in his hand.

The long knife above his head was covered with cracks.

"The power of swordsmanship is extremely pure. Han Wudi may not be able to compete with this bloody war bear, but he can break the power he gathered."

"If it wasn't for what I saw with my own eyes, who would have thought that Han Wudi would be able to confront the Daoist formation of Yuan Mo Dao Zong?"

The long sword of the war bear in front was constantly waving, and Han Muye held the long sword and resisted every blow.

Unbeknownst to outsiders, Han Muye's immortal energy and divine soul power had been activated to the extreme at this time, and even the immortal energy he had previously reserved had been used.

Not for other reasons, just to cover up his slaughtering aura, and then stimulate the power of Slaughter Sword to fully absorb his cultivation.

This is a rare opportunity to absorb and replenish the killing energy.

The frost that the Chengyun Sword above his head turned into, from the outsiders' point of view, was a means of absorbing the aura of blood, and then ensuring that Han Muye would not lose his mind.

In fact, this is a cover to cover up his absorption of blood evil energy.

Every time Zhan Xiong slashed, Han Muye would absorb 80% of the blood evil power.

Every ten times, the blood evil spirit on War Bear's body will become weaker.

The war general who commanded the army formation only thought it was a normal consumption, mobilized the power of the army formation, stabilized the body of the war bear, and then used the knife.

At this moment, Han Muye's sword of primordial spirit was overflowing with blood-colored killing aura.

In his mind, there was also a strong slaughter aura.

enough.

The absorption this time alone is enough for him to refine it for a long time.

Practice, do not be greedy.

No matter how much more, this killing intent will affect his mental judgment.

"boom--"

Zhan Xiong slashed down, and Han Muye suddenly didn't move, and he didn't even hand out the long sword in his hand.

Is this, powerless to resist?

perhaps.

Surrounded by battle formations, facing the siege of 100,000 soldiers alone, who can escape?

The strength of this war bear will make you feel uneasy even if you are separated by thousands of miles, not to mention being pressed in front of him and slashing with a knife?

It is very likely that Han Wudi has run out of fuel and has to stop.

"What a pity—what is that!"

"Monster beast, no, divine beast, the power of divine beast bloodline!"

In everyone's eyes, a hundred-zhang Kui bull appeared behind Han Muye, and the long horns on top of his head lifted up, directly pressing against the long sword of the war bear.

Then, the frost formed by the cloud-forming sword in the sky spread out and matched with the lightning flashing above Kui Niu's head.

"boom--"

Did the power of blood shattered in the frost fall, turning into blood-red lightning?

The lightning struck Zhan Xiong, causing the Qianzhang Zhan Xiong to tremble.

Then, the Kui Niu roared in the sky behind Han Muye, and the thunder light between the two horns on the top of his head followed the light of the knife on it and poured directly into the war bear.

The thousand-zhang war bear, which was condensed by the blood evil spirit, collapsed directly.

Not only did it collapse, but all the electric light also spread to the battle formation along the blood suffocation of the collapse.

This war bear is the gathering of all the evil spirits in the battle formation, and the thunder light traces back to the source of every evil spirit.

"Snapped--"

With a light sound, a soldier in black armor fell to the ground, his soul shattered.

The electric light entered the body, directly smashing the soul and the blood all over the body.

Even the black cavalry fell to the ground, losing its breath of life.

When these black flame cavalry galloped in the battle formation, they did not make a small number of murders.

When the light of the thunder dissipated, a hundred miles around, finally regained its clarity.

The aura of blood that had permeated thousands of miles before was not seen in the slightest.

Of the 100,000 soldiers, there was only the pale-faced leading general who was wearing black armor and holding a black long sword.

"kill--"

With a long roar, the depleted warrior rushed forward to Han Muye and the phantom of Kui Niu that he had condensed.

Han Muye stepped forward, and Kui Niu rushed out behind him.

When the Kui Niu dispersed, the figure of the leading general was nowhere to be seen in front of him, only a black long sword was held in Han Muye's hand.

"when--"

Han Muye held the hilt of the sword in his hand and carved a line of words on the scattered rocks beside him.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City, killed 100,000 demon soldiers here."

Holding a long sword, he stepped out.

Every step is a thousand feet, and thunder gathers behind him.

One person, one sword, slaying 100,000 soldiers.

This is what really happened in front of my eyes.

"What a ruthless Sword Immortal..." Someone sighed in a low voice.

The corpses covered in the wasteland show the ruthlessness of a kendo overhauler.

Han Wudi is not only invincible in swordsmanship, but also invincible with his killing intent!

The shot is ruthless, and there is no one left in one hundred thousand people. This kind of killing is really terrifying.

"He has the Kui Niu bloodline to condense thunder. As long as the killing does not violate his original intention, it will not affect his mood. It is terrible." A Taoist man wearing a blue-grey Taoist robe and a golden crown narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Even the most advanced powerhouse does not dare to kill too much.

Because there are too many killings, they will be affected by this kind of blood evil spirit.

But Han Muye has the power of his own bloodline to refine and dissipate the blood evil, so he doesn't need to care at all.

That's what's scary.

This is also the reason why Han Muye wants to show the power of Kui Niu.

Outsiders only think that he uses the power of Kui Niu to resist the blood evil spirit and dissolve it, but they don't know that he uses his mind to kill the sword to condense the blood evil spirit.

Compared with the bloody aura in his Slaughter Sword, the gathering of 100,000 soldiers is only insignificant.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City challenges the city owner of Guanyue City, there is nothing to wait for, don't come to death-"

Han Muye shouted loudly, and the sound resounded for thousands of miles, causing the world to shake.

The voice echoed, and everyone looked at the place where the 100,000 soldiers fell and remained silent.

With 100,000 corpses paving the way, who else will die for Guanyue City?

It's just that these 100,000 soldiers are owned by the Yuan Mo Dao Sect, and Han Wudi killed them here. Isn't he afraid of the Yuan Mo Dao Sect seeking revenge?

Eighty thousand miles away, Han Muye stood in front of the city wall that was as majestic as a full moon.

This is Guanyue City.

It is named because the full moon can be seen here, and it can gather the power of the moon and the sky.

The ten-zhang-high wall is mottled with simplicity.

The city has stood in the wasteland for countless years.

On the city wall, there are soldiers in golden armor, each of them is gushing with blood, showing the fighting spirit.

Outside the city wall, a golden light curtain emerged, which was an extremely powerful defense formation.

The heritage of a big city is extremely deep.

The white-bearded Daoist wearing a dark golden robe stood on the top of the city, looking down, his aura merged with the entire city.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City?"

"Hehe, you shouldn't have come."

The Taoist stepped out one step, and a golden golden seal appeared behind him.

"This deity has been sitting in Guanyue City for 30,000 years, condensing one side of the tunnel, and is lacking the soul of repression. You are here, it's fine."

The lord of Guanyue City, the god of immortality, has been in charge of this city for 30,000 years.

On the wasteland, there are not many strong people who can survive for a long time and not fall.

More people are either leaving or disappearing.

The golden seal was already hanging high when City Lord Guanyue opened his mouth.

When his voice fell, Da Yin directly shot out a thousand rays of light, which turned into a cold moonlight, and shrouded Han Muye.

"It's the Moon Flower Seal of the Crown Moon City Lord!"

"This is a treasure of enlightenment, no less than a fairy treasure. With this treasure in hand, Guanyue City Lord can run rampant for so many years, and no one can shake its status."

Treasures and cultivators are combined, and the superposition of power may exert ten times the combat power.

Guanyue City Lord is like this, with the help of the condensed golden seal, plus his own cultivation, sitting in Guanyue City, no one dares to provoke him.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City and Wushuang in Sword Dao are a newcomer in the wasteland. City Lord Guanyue has been rampant for 30,000 years, and he is a strong senior."

"The battle between these two is probably the most exciting battle in Fang Qianli in a thousand years."

Looking at the golden seal in the air, someone whispered excitedly, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

This battle is related to the ownership of the two big cities and affects the general trend of millions of miles.

This battle also affects countless forces, no matter who wins, it will become the overlord of this place in the future.

"The power of Yuehua?"

Looking at the golden seal falling from the sky, Han Muye showed a slight smile on his face.

"I haven't used this sword for a long time..."

"I've forgotten that I'm still the sword cultivator who fights close to one another, with a sword that will determine life and death."

The voice was quiet, and the figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, Han Muye was already beside City Lord Guanyue, with a cyan dagger in his left hand, swinging from bottom to top.

Reverse, crescent moon.

The blood color, intertwined with the moonlight, diffuses.

A sword, life and death.

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