Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

But he didn't act.

Those immortal cultivators on the flying boat were not strong, Huang Zhihu and the others could handle it.

"boom--"

A flying sword shot out from the flying boat, blocking one of the flying boats.

Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan flew out, they were in the void, their eyes fell on the flying boat blocking the way.

On the flying boat, there were many immortal cultivators standing on the bow deck.

The first few people were full of immortal light.

"Fellow daoists, it is fate to meet each other. If you have any good things, please share them." On the deck, a middle-aged monk in half-length blue armor grinned.

Beside him, a young man with a sapphire Taoist crown on his head landed on Yun Sain in a long skirt, his eyes lit up.

Huang Zhihu was wearing battle armor, and his handsome appearance made the young man stare straight.

"Third uncle is right, meeting is fate."

The young man raised his hand and said, "In Xiazhaoyang Immortal Realm Luyang Immortal Dynasty and Yuehou's descendants are collected."

"It's fate to meet fellow Taoists, please come and talk."

With a smile on his face, he stood there with an extraordinary bearing.

It's just that his cultivation base is really not high, and he has not yet achieved the Heavenly Wonderland.

If it weren't for the fact that all the celestial beings standing around him, he probably wouldn't even have the ability to steer this flying boat.

As this prince named Sun Ji opened his mouth, the old men beside him all smiled, and then the celestial light surged from their bodies, showing off their celestial alchemy cultivation base.

Strength in the practice world is everything.

Lianxu is not a strong person, but he is also a master.

What's more, there are so many flying boats accompanying them.

Anyone with a little brain should immediately smile and board the flying boat.

As for the next thing, it depends on whether the prince can be satisfied.

Otherwise, I don't know how many things were intercepted and killed in the void.

"Luyang Immortal Dynasty?" Yun Duan shook her head and said flatly, "I've never heard of it."

I?

These words made the eyes of Shizi on the opposite side brighten.

"Get lost." There was indifference in Huang Zhihu's voice.

Sun Ji's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak, several old men beside him flew forward.

"My son, be careful."

The middle-aged man who had spoken before stepped forward, stood in front of Sun Ji, and punched out.

"when--"

A flying sword was thrown flying.

Before he had time to be happy, suddenly a ball of flames descended from above his head.

The flame was so strong that it only appeared, and it made him tremble all over.

"Fellow Daoist, why is this so?" A voice sounded, and a big hand with blue light appeared, blocking the flames.

"Boom—"

The flame collided with the palm, the flame shattered, and the big hand turned into nothingness.

A Taoist figure in a yellow robe appeared on the top of the flying boat in front of him, looking at Jin Huo in black robe with a slightly dignified expression.

"Fellow Daoist, the juniors are playing around, so they shouldn't be so ruthless, right?"

On the Taoist, there is the power to empty the sky and the earth that only belongs to golden immortals.

Obviously, this is a strong Jinxian.

In most fairy worlds, Jinxian already exists on the side of suppression.

After all, Da Luo and Xianjun are rare.

It is even rare that Daluo and Xianjun will serve as guards.

It's about dignity.

"Senior?"

Jin Huo said lightly: "Those who attack my eldest sister are all my enemies."

Miss?

The Taoist was taken aback.

"Canglang—"

With a sword cry, Huang Zhihu unsheathed the long sword in his hand.

Beside her, Yun Duan also drew a sword.

The two flew up, the swords in their hands were shining, blocking those old men.

The sword light interweaves brilliantly, not only can resist those old men, but can also suppress them.

This kind of kendo method stunned the descendants on the deck.

"Fifth Uncle, I, I want to—" He clenched his fists, staring at Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan.

The heroic posture of these two swordsmen is really beautiful.

The Taoist in the yellow robe glanced over and frowned slightly.

"Fifth Uncle, didn't you hear me?" Sun Ji shouted.

The Taoist in yellow robe nodded and looked up at Jinhuo.

"Fellow Daoist, the status of the eldest son of my family is special, and he may become the most honorable person in the Luyang Immortal Dynasty in the future."

Seemingly seeing that Jin Huo didn't know about Luyang Xianchao, the Taoist said again: "The ruler of Zhaoyang Immortal Realm is Luyang Xianchao."

A fairyland, the strongest dynasty.

This son still has the opportunity to take charge of the existence of this fairy dynasty.

Identity is indeed special.

"Zhaoyang Immortal Realm?" Jin Huo narrowed his eyes, nodded and said, "I remember it."

On him, a golden flame began to gather.

No matter what kind of fairy dynasty he is, anyone who dares to fight Huang Zhihu's idea will die.

This is one of the people my adoptive father cares about the most.

Having seen Han Muye's tricks and having endless memories of Nirvana, Jin Huo knows what kind of powerful force is behind Han Muye.

Xianchao?

Wonderland?

They're just clowns.

"Brother, don't you want to make a move?" Mu Wan nervously looked at the flashing picture on the light curtain in front of her.

Han Muye shook his head and raised his hand a little, the picture on the light curtain has changed.

It was a huge void battleship.

The battleship is as big as nearly a thousand feet long.

There are hundreds of sails, each of which is a hundred feet high.

The entire battleship glows with golden light, which is the intertwined power of immortality and divinity, and there is also strong yang attribute power in it.

There is a golden badge on the battleship, and the badge is intertwined with flames and bright sun.

When the flames on Jin Huo's body rose, a figure on the battleship flew out.

"Hmph, Zhaoyang Immortal Realm even bullies some juniors, it's really getting worse and worse."

With a loud shout, thousands of streamers shone, and golden rays of scorching sun appeared in the void.

The light fell down, imprisoning all the flying boats.

A faint golden light flickered in the eyes of the god-slaying war puppet beside Jinhuo.

Yun Duan and Huang Zhihu stepped back and looked around vigilantly.

Zhao Chen pressed his hands on his sleeves, and turned to look at the war puppet.

In the void, a tall monk wearing a golden battle robe stepped forward, with a magnificent sword intent surging from his body.

"People from the Red Heaven Immortal Realm!" Someone on the flying boat not far away whispered.

An old man in a gray robe stepped out of the flying boat, looking at the visitor with a dignified and nervous face.

"Fellow Daoist, we are from the Luyang Immortal Dynasty in the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, and we have always had a harmonious relationship with your Chitian Immortal Realm."

The old man cupped his hands and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing his words, golden halos flashed in the eyes of the coming big man.

"The relationship between Zhaoyang Immortal Realm and my Chitian Immortal Realm is harmonious?"

"Then you don't know me?"

Those words shocked the old man, he stared at the big man, and suddenly exclaimed: "Yang Dingtian!"

"You are Yang Dingtian, the lord of the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect!"

Hearing his words, the big man laughed, waved his hands and said: "Since you know the suzerain, you should know the rules of the suzerain."

These words made the grey-robed old man look ugly.

"Hate evil like Qiu Yang Dingtian, I, we—"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Dingtian stared at him.

The old man shook his head and sighed softly, "We were wrong."

"This is 80 million fairy stones, it's an apology."

With a wave of his hand, a pile of fairy stones fell into the void.

Then, he sprinkled a stream of golden light and turned it into a snare, enveloping all the people from the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm on the flying boat, and fled away.

Leave the flying boat.

There is no flying boat in Void Flying Escape, so the speed is much slower.

There are also various treasures on the flying boat, all of which are left behind.

Yang Dingtian snorted, stretched out his hand to collect all the flying boats, then turned his head to look at Huang Zhihu's flying boats.

"You take these fairy stones."

His eyes swept over Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan, and then fell on Zhao Chen and Jin Huo.

"With your strength, you dare to go to Wanhua Tianyuan?"

These words made Zhao Chen tremble all over.

He turned his head to look, only to find that the Slaughtering God War Puppet had retreated into the cabin at some point.

Jin Huo frowned, and flames rose from his body.

"Phoenix?" Yang Dingtian's eyes lit up, and he landed on the deck of the flying boat.

"I want to exchange your Nirvana fire, you make a price."

Offer?

Jin Huo froze.

Zhao Chen's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward with a smile: "Senior, it's easy to discuss, come, let's sit down and talk."

...

On the light curtain, Yang Dingtian and Zhao Chen communicated smoothly.

Outside the light curtain, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Chitian Immortal Realm Yang Dingtian, he knows.

Back then, he had exchanged a Lieyang Sword from him.

Yang Dingtian wants to gather the power of a world to refine a most precious sword.

Tianyang sword.

I don't know if he has successfully refined it.

"Although your swordsmanship is not bad, it's not to the point where you can break through the abyss."

"My suzerain goes to Tianyuan. If you are in any danger, you can use this thing to send a message."

When Yang Dingtian left the flying boat, he took out a small golden sword and looked at Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan.

He traded with Zhao Chen and got a Nirvana Fire.

As for the value paid, it is not particularly outrageous.

Zhao Chen obviously wanted to make friends, so he offered a very suitable price.

Anyway, what is selling is the Nirvana Fire of Golden Fire.

Watching Yang Dingtian fly away, Zhao Chen looked at Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan: "Did you hear that? Wanhua Tianyuan is not so easy to go to."

Huang Zhihu and Yun Duan nodded, their expressions became more solemn.

A powerful swordsman senior said that Wanhua Tianyuan was not a good place to go, and their previous plans seemed to be changed.

"Well, let's go to Wanhua City first, and then arrange other things later." Yun Duan looked at the void in front of her and said softly.

But for a moment, when the flying boat moved forward again, the speed dropped slightly.

Yang Dingtian, who flew and turned around, did not arrive on the battleship.

His figure stood in the void, with a dignified expression on his face.

"Hehe, let me just say, how could those little guys have the ability to go to Wanhua Tianyuan."

He turned around slowly, looking at Han Muye who was wearing a green robe.

The moment he saw Han Muye, his eyes shone brightly.

"It's you."

"Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Nowadays, sword cultivators in all worlds are rumored to have a peerless sword immortal, and this suzerain has always been curious."

A strong sword light rose from his body.

Han Muye was a little stunned.

When did I already have such a reputation in the world?

Yang Dingtian didn't give him time to think.

A golden long sword cut down.

The sword light is not too dazzling, but the power contained in it is really magnificent, with the sound of wind and thunder.

Such a sword is invincible in front of any Da Luo Jinxian.

It's just that Han Muye raised his head with a smile on his face.

He had seen the swordsmanship of this kendo expert in Lieyang Sword.

Moreover, it has been studied.

Han Muye paid more attention to the Chitian Immortal Realm, which was far more powerful than the Overlying Rain Immortal Realm.

At this time, the sword is in front, and there is no secret at all.

He didn't even raise his hand, he just moved his body and raised his hand to point out.

"when--"

The finger is on the spine of the long sword.

Yang Dingtian's complexion changed, the sword in his hand trembled, and he retreated backward.

He looked at Han Muye with a fighting spirit on his face: "Okay, okay, sure enough, there is no one worthy of fame!"

As the words fell, the sword in his hand stabbed out, and the wind and thunder turned into a scorching sun, and the blazing light seemed to illuminate the sky and the earth.

"Look at my sword Fengyang—"

Using wind and thunder to attract the scorching sun, it seems that the scorching sun is blazing, but in fact there are endless wind and thunder in it.

Such a sword, as long as you are not careful, your body will be chopped into pieces.

Even the soul will be injured by this sword.

This swordsmanship cannot be performed by Da Luo, nor can Da Luo resist it!

With one strike, Yang Dingtian has already treated Han Muye as a fairy.

"Good swordsmanship." Han Muye let out a long laugh, and finally drew his sword.

"Canglang—"

The sword light rose, and the long sword aroused the immortal energy and turned into a light curtain.

A strange light was superimposed on the light curtain, and it touched Yang Dingtian's sword.

"boom--"

A ray of thunder directly enveloped Yang Dingtian's long sword.

Surprised on Yang Dingtian's face, he raised his hand to recall his long sword, but found that the long sword was out of his control.

"Good method!"

From Yang Dingtian's body, there was a blazing heat that seemed to burn through the world.

Behind him, a phantom of a great sun appeared.

At the moment when the great sun appeared, Han Muye had already flew up.

If he waited for the big day to be in the sky, even if he tried his best, he would not be able to break it.

Therefore, the moment the great sun appeared, the sword in his hand turned into a long arrow and shot straight out.

"Boom—"

The arrows shone brightly, the sun fell, and Yang Dingtian's expression changed.

He stared at Han Muye very solemnly for the first time.

Whether Han Muye's swordsmanship or the timing of his moves, he was amazed.

Such means and talents are indeed qualified to run rampant in all worlds.

"Senior Yang Dingtian, your strength is going to suppress the Tianyang Sword, so it's better not to do it for now." Han Muye said with a chuckle.

These words made Yang Dingtian narrow his eyes.

"I know who you are now." He looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "Is my Lieyang Sword in your hand?"

After all, it was a powerful party who could guess from a single sentence that Han Muye had the Lieyang Sword in his hand.

"The Lieyang Sword is not in my hands, but I handed it to an elder of the sect." Han Muye did not deny it.

Yang Dingtian nodded, his eyes swept over Han Muye's body.

"Okay, I didn't expect to have a rising star like you in my kendo."

"My Tianyang Sword has not been completed yet, wait for the peak meeting."

Heyday meeting.

The battle of all worlds.

This is an opportunity for the powerhouses of all realms to compete for the Immortal Venerable.

This is also an opportunity to step into the God Realm.

For a strong man like Yang Dingtian, he would not miss the summit meeting.

"Okay, I hope to see Senior's Heavenly Sun Sword by then."

Han Muye chuckled lightly, and then, his body turned into a long sword of blue-gray color, shining away.

"Sword Dao primordial spirit!"

Horror appeared on Yang Ding's face.

Unexpectedly, Yunlan Sword Immortal, who was able to draw with him, turned out to be just a primordial spirit.

Then how strong should his cultivation base be?

"interesting."

There is a surge of immortal light and fighting spirit on him.

Among the Ten Thousand Realms, there are very few who can make him have such a fighting spirit.

He thought that his battlefield was in the God Realm, but he didn't expect that there were such strong swordsmen in the Immortal Realm that were worth fighting for.

"Okay, that's what's interesting."

"Such a strong man is worthy of my Tianyang Sword."

With a movement of his body, he turned around the battleship without stopping.

"Find me all the information about Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Pay attention to the immortal cultivators on that flying boat."

Two consecutive orders came out, and then he went straight to the top of the flying boat, and then stepped into the quiet room.

—————

Wanhua Tianyuan is known as the place where all worlds perish.

After the flying boat rushed into the deep and endless black crack, Han Muye understood why this place was called the Land of Sinking.

Dead silence.

Everything is dead still.

Not the sound, but the power.

There is a deadly force here.

This kind of power can overwhelm all immortal energy and divinity.

"rule?"

Han Muye whispered softly.

The power of rules in his hands is quite a lot.

From the regular power of the Tongtianmu that belongs to the wood attribute in the last calamity, to the life and death rules of the Styx Immortal.

After that, he obtained the rules of the Blood Sea Immortal Venerable and the same origin as the Styx Immortal Venerable.

These rules are not the real absolute power, the power of rules that Han Muye really controls, but the rules of power he learned from the dragon crocodile.

It's just that this kind of perception is not enough, it is still too thin.

"The power of death and silence is not life and death." Feeling the power of rules around him, Han Muye raised his hand and a cyan streamer directly covered the flying boat.

This is the power belonging to the Immortal Venerable Styx, which can block the power of death from the flying boat.

With this power, everyone on the flying boat breathed a sigh of relief.

The power of death before made them feel irresistible, they only felt that their blood was frozen and they lost their vitality.

As the flying boat moved forward, a black strange beast landed and blocked the front.

The body of this strange beast was nearly ten feet long, its whole body was black, its four hooves were covered with clouds, and a light red flame pattern penetrated its body.

"What kind of monster is this?" Mu Wan asked softly.

Yun Jin on the side also looked curious.

"The beast that can devour flames, Huo Dou." Han Muye said softly.

Not just flames, but light.

When Yi Beast Wodou opened his mouth, all the light around him was absorbed, leaving only darkness.

In Fudou's mouth, a ball of fire the size of Zhang Xu hit the flying boat.

"What a beast." Lu Gao on the deck slashed out with the long sword in his hand.

He has not recovered his eyes, but he has already merged into the darkness.

At this time, the land of no light became his home field.

The sword light was dim, and it didn't seem to have the slightest halo.

But when the sword was slashed, the fireball spit out by the Huo Dou strange beast exploded.

The scattered light illuminates the surrounding world.

At this moment, everyone could see clearly that at some time, strange beasts were densely covered in the surrounding area.

That Huo Dou with flame patterns on his body, and the strange beast with black flames between its horns, that kind of strange beast with gray and black body and blue eyes...

In Wanhua Tianyuan, strange beasts are hiding everywhere.

"kill."

Lin Jiaotou, who held a big sword in his hand, flew forward. The sword in his hand was full of strength.

"boom--"

The Huo Dou Alien Beast in the lead was sent flying by this sword, and then hit several other Alien Beasts behind him.

The strange thing is that these strange beasts have no injuries on their bodies, but the eyes of each of them are bleeding.

A wave of Qi and blood spread to the surroundings.

With one strike, several powerful beasts fell.

When Coach Lin and Lu Gao shot, the other guards of the Nine Profound Sword Pavilion couldn't hold back any longer, and flew out one after another, swaying the sword light in their hands.

Everyone in Jiuxuan Jiange's cultivation base is not bad.

In the world of Xianyuan for two thousand years, they have already stepped into the realm of immortals.

Afterwards, they lived in the spirit world for decades, and then stepped into the rain-covering fairy world for a hundred years. They each practiced hard, even Liu Hong and Bai Suzhen, who had always been poor in cultivation, also stepped into the realm of heavenly immortals.

Among them, Gao Changgong and Lin Shen, the strongest, are already in the Void Refining Realm.

At this time, everyone made a move, causing the forces of the surrounding heaven and earth to collide, and the power of death quietly permeated the air.

Han Muye stood aside and did not make a move.

Whether it's Fudou or other strange beasts, he has no interest in making a move.

Instead, he stretched out his divine sense and sensed the void around him.

Many immortal cultivators lurk in the void, among them there are even gods.

In the land where the myriad worlds have sunk, dragons and snakes are indeed mixed.

"boom--"

A long arrow flew out, killing all the beasts blocking the way in front of the flying boat.

Xiang Lingshuang, who slowly retracted his longbow, took a step back.

No one knew that one of the two strong men in charge of war puppets guarding Blood Dropping Cliff quietly left and followed Han Muye to Wanhua Tianyuan.

Although Xiang Lingshuang was considered a junior by Han Muye's side, his battle strength reached the peak with the blessing of the war puppet.

Unless he meets a strong Xianjun, he can already sweep away.

And the power of the war puppet is not affected at all in this abyss.

"Let's go."

Raising his hand to scoop up a puddle of alien blood, Han Muye waved his hand.

Lin Shen and the others flew back to the deck, and then the airship moved forward.

Those cultivators who were watching the excitement around also dispersed.

The immortal cultivators who were planning to come to pick up cheap leaves regretted leaving, but some felt that Han Muye and his identities were interesting, so they took a closer look.

The flying boat kept moving forward, encountering many strange beasts along the way.

The characteristic of these strange beasts is that they possess the power of death and silence, and can fly freely in the abyss of heaven.

The further you go into the abyss, the stronger the power of death here.

After a hundred days, there was already a piece of green outside the flying boat.

Everyone can be protected only by the force of rules urged by Han Muye.

Arriving at this place, the strange beasts encountered are already extremely powerful.

Some of them couldn't even defeat Xiang Lingshuang directly.

Han Muye also shot a few times.

"Brother, let's see if this elixir can be used."

On the deck of the flying boat, Mu Wan presented the elixir she had refined to Han Muye with a pale face.

This is the elixir that she has refined with the power of the blood of various beasts in this place, plus some other elixir in the past few days.

Leaving aside the rank of the pill, the key is that the pill contains a trace of the deadly power of this place.

With the help of this deadly power, everyone can reduce the damage caused by external forces.

Han Muye took a gray-black elixir in his hand, and filled his hand with immortal energy, the elixir turned into a blue-gray light mask, covering his body.

He stepped out of the flying boat in one step, and let the dead force around him hit him.

The blue-gray mask kept vibrating and was slowly being eroded, but it still stubbornly maintained its shape.

"This pill can last for three days, it's rare."

Han Muye tried it, and said softly.

Hearing that it was three days, Mu Wan showed disappointment on her face.

"Junior Sister, do you know how much the elixir that can last for three days here is worth?"

Han Muye looked at Mu Wan and said aloud.

Mu Wan shook her head.

She really doesn't know.

"One hundred thousand miles ahead is the only city in Wanhua Tianyuan, Wanhua City."

"Over there, the elixir that can last for a day is one hundred thousand immortal spirit stones."

"Three days, it's not just as simple as three times."

"Thirty times."