Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Resurrected again!

Looking at Han Muye who was shining with golden light in front of him, the few people who were strong in the True Spirit Realm were dumbfounded.

Especially the four true spirits who once fought against Han Muye outside the gate of light, the shock in their hearts couldn't be further increased.

They had obviously fought fiercely with Han Muye for a long time, and with the strength of the four of them, they killed Han Muye.

But now standing in front of him was Han Muye intact.

They are the powerhouses of the true spirit realm, and they already have a deep understanding of the power of the world.

They knew what kind of lethality the four of them would have if they struck together.

How could someone not die under their joint blow?

"This, how is it possible..." the old man in black robe holding a long knife murmured.

"Resurrected?" The big man in black armor gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and the black panther's true spirit behind him lowered his body and roared silently.

"Since we can kill him once, we can kill him a second time!"

The big man shouted violently and rushed towards Han Muye.

The other True Spirit Realm also rushed forward without hesitation.

Six true spirits!

The strong wind brought by the six real spirit realm powerhouses seems to directly tear up the third layer of secret realm and transform into phantoms of various strange beasts.

The True Spirit Realm was too strong, and the entrained power made the armies fighting below have to retreat.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

That was the return of the Hanshan clan chief who was thought to have fallen.

At the beginning, Patriarch Han resisted the human army for several days by himself, and everyone thought he had fallen.

"Han Patriarch..."

"Patriarch!"

A true spirit of the Jinwu tribe wants to fight against six true spirits of the human race.

The situation at this time was the same as when Han Muye blocked the light door leading to the second floor.

is it possible?

How can one stop it with the strength of one person?

Han Muye let out a long laugh, no power of rules emerged from his body.

He just raised the black long sword in his hand and stared forward.

"boom--"

With one step, his figure disappeared in place.

quick!

Just like before, the sword is fast.

This time, his speed was one point faster than before.

The big black-armored man at the head laughed and just covered his head and face with his arms.

Back then he was frightened by Han Muye's sword.

The sword slashed directly at his body, leaving him no chance to dodge.

But that sword wasn't powerful enough, it was just fast.

For those in the True Spirit Realm, being fast is not enough.

"when--"

The long sword hit the big man's iron armor.

Sure enough, like last time, this sword wasn't powerful enough.

How about sacrificing all your strength in exchange for enough speed?

The big man grinned grimly, and was just about to raise his hand to grab the sword when he was suddenly taken aback.

He heard a strange "click" sound.

Bowing his head, he widened his eyes.

The battle armor on his body, the battle armor that His Majesty admired, the battle armor that can withstand the bombardment of the real spirit realm, cracks appeared on it.

"Boom—"

The battle armor shattered.

As the battle armor shattered, the black long sword stabbed into his body with a thud.

He grabbed the long sword and pushed it away desperately.

Some golden blood sprayed, making his face full of horror.

The sword pierced his body, absorbing his blood and energy.

When the sword edge was pulled out, the wound on his body could not heal.

He is a true spirit realm, a top existence in the wilderness, not an ant-like primordial spirit realm.

In the True Spirit Realm, he already has incomparably precise control over his body.

However, he really couldn't stop the qi and blood from the wound from escaping.

Backing away in panic, fear was revealed in the eyes of this true spirit powerhouse.

Han Muye slowly looked at the sword in his hand.

The swords sealed by one hundred true spirit and divine patterns are not really just hard.

It also carries an unimaginably powerful force.

It's just that these forces are not strong enough by themselves, and it is difficult to stimulate them. The only way is to let the sword tool show itself.

For example, when the sword touches the opponent's armor, it will automatically break the armor.

When the sword pierces the opponent's body, it will directly absorb Qi and blood.

When the sword is pulled out, the wound will not heal.

"Really, what a sword..."

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and swung the long sword straight out.

With the sword out of hand, the speed is faster!

"when--"

Just as the black-robed old man holding a long knife blocked the edge of the sword, the black long sword had disappeared before his eyes, stabbing at another bearded man holding a battle axe.

The big man slashed through the air with an axe, and his long sword swirled, piercing the leg of the True Spirit Realm not far away who was holding a long sword on guard.

"This sword, this sword is evil!"

When the long sword walked away with qi and blood, the face of the true spirit realm was full of fear.

But for a moment, two of the six true spirits were injured.

Even if they were not seriously injured, they were panicked at this moment.

The armies of the two clans below looked at it with their mouths wide open, not daring to imagine.

A Golden Crow true spirit, with the power of one person, can resist six human true spirits, and can still injure two human true spirits?

What kind of strong man is this?

"boom--"

A golden and black spider spirit emerged.

The golden spider silk wrapped the black long sword.

Several other true spirits shot quickly, and the power of the true spirits surrounded the long sword.

The long sword kept clashing, but it was wrapped in layers, and the speed was getting slower and slower.

Han Muye urged one after another to control the sword, but the long sword couldn't get out of the trap.

Seeing this scene, those people in the true spirit realm breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that it was just because he got a good sword.

I really thought that this person had some adventures, and his combat power has increased rapidly!

"Haha, hold this sword!"

"This sword must be a treasure!"

Several people in the real spirit realm whispered and went to lock and grab the long sword with all their strength.

"Om—"

Behind Han Muye, Shang Zhenju, who was dressed in golden light, stepped forward.

Zhang Chenyang followed closely behind.

At this time, the two of them were covered with golden light, behind the Golden Crow True Spirit's head, there was a piece of golden True Spirit bone floating.

They are trying their best to refine the real spirit bones.

"Go back and come back after refining the real spirit bones."

Han Muye let out a low snort.

Shang Zhenyu was taken aback, pointing to the locked black long sword: "Your sword—"

Han Muye laughed, his eyes fell on the long sword.

"sword?"

"What sword?"

Where is the sword?

That is his true spirit bone!

The sword can be out of control, but how could his true spirit bone be out of his control?

Han Muye chuckled, and the long sword locked in front exploded.

Hundreds of golden true spirit patterns emerged, floating and whirling around a golden true spirit bone.

"This, this is the true spirit—"

The old man controlling the spider silk exclaimed.

But those hundreds of true spirit patterns merged with the real spirit bones in an instant, and then turned into a long sword, which swept across and cut at his neck.

"boom--"

Endless golden light shines, inspired by the majestic power of the broken true spirit.

Han Muye's sneak attack with this sword directly beheaded a true spirit realm!

Under the siege of six true spirits, Han Muye unexpectedly killed one of them!

Even if it is a surprise attack, this is also strength!

"boom--"

The shattered power of the true spirit spread to the surroundings, and the golden divine light burst and flew, making people unable to open their eyes.

Han Muye's True Spirit Bone sword roamed in this golden light, as if he enjoyed it very much.

Han Muye could feel that the long sword was absorbing the power of True Spirit Shattering.

This sword is actually more terrifying than the Killing Sword.

"boom--"

A roar sounded, and a big man with a battle ax rushed forward, and Han Muye drew his long sword to engage him.

The other five True Spirit Realm also knew that they couldn't wait, so they all rushed towards Han Muye, besieging and killing them with all their strength.

Zhang Chenyang gave a long shout and rushed forward.

Shang Zhenyu didn't hesitate, and flew to block a true spirit realm.

For a moment, the power of the collision of the true spirit realm in the sky scattered, causing the army below to retreat continuously.

With the strength of one person, Han Muye was able to resist the three true spirits with ease.

The strength of his long sword is simply invincible.

The battle ax in the hand of the human true spirit realm man collided with his black sword, but after dozens of hits, there was already a gap.

The weapons in the hands of the other people did not dare to collide with Han Muye's black sword.

Surrounded by the three human races at the True Spirit Realm, they had nothing to do with Han Muye.

On the other side, Zhang Chenyang and Shang Zhenyu, who had the blessing of the real spirit bone, had at least doubled their combat power.

In just a few moments, the two had already suppressed the strong man in the True Spirit Realm in front of them.

As long as you grind slowly, you can defeat these two people.

Below, cheers came from the Zuqing clan of the Jinwu clan.

On the contrary, the human army slowly fell silent.

"boom--"

Han Muye cut back the True Spirit Realm in front of him with a sword and stood in midair.

With a wave of his hand, golden spirit bones flew down one after another.

"All nine layers of primordial spirits refine the real spirit bones!"

All real bones!

The golden light clusters that look like stars are all real spirit bones!

The real spirit bones flew down and turned into palm-sized golden crows, falling towards the heads of those golden crow elites.

Those Golden Crow elites standing below were all stunned.

How could there be so many Golden Crow True Spirit Bones?

Here, there are tens of thousands of yuan!

"What are you still doing?"

"The ten-day deadline is coming up, do you want to stay in this secret realm?" Shang Zhenyu yelled.

The stunned ninth-level Yuanlings of the Golden Crow Clan below just came back to their senses, stepped forward excitedly, and stretched out their hands to attract the real spirit bones.

"Quick, stop them from refining the real spirit bones!" The middle-aged man in the golden battle armor shouted in a low voice in the human real spirit realm.

Obviously, he is the leader of the human army this time.

As his words fell, the human army rushed forward.

With the coercion of fighting in the real spirit realm above his head and the scattered streamers, he risked his life and stepped forward.

They had to rush.

Not to mention that the military order is like a mountain, just these ten thousand real spirit bones, if refined, what awaits them is the time of death.

It is easier to crush the Golden Crow who possesses 10,000 real spirit bones than to kill ants.

"Protect them!"

Among the Jinwu tribe, someone shouted.

Countless Golden Crow elites rushed forward spontaneously.

Block the enemy and let your clansmen have the opportunity to refine the real spirit bones.

As long as these people refine the real spirit bones, the human army will be destroyed.

"kill--"

In an instant, the sky, the ground, and all battlefields were ignited.

Looking at the battlefield below, the Golden Crow Spirit emerged from Han Muye's back.

As soon as the true spirit moved, the two halos on his body exploded and scattered, covering a radius of a hundred miles.

"boom--"

In an instant, flames soared into the sky in a land of hundreds of miles.

Fire rules!

In this flame rule, the strength of all the Golden Crow clan has been enhanced.

The Golden Crow tribe was originally born in the sea of ​​fire, they are the elves of the flames, and they are the darlings of the flames.

On the contrary, the power of those human races was suppressed again.

That's the rule.

Above the flame rules, there is also an illusory halo.

This halo floats in the air, and no one knows what it is.

But after the fall of the first Golden Crow elite, endless cheers came.

This Golden Crow elite stepped out of the mid-air halo with a dazed face.

Sacrifice the rules!

This halo is the embodiment of the sacrifice rule.

Today's elites of the Golden Crow tribe sacrificed their lives to save their own family members.

So they can trigger the Golden Crow Sacrifice rule.

After they die and fall, they will be reborn in this halo of rules.

Just like Han Muye back then.

"kill--"

At this moment, countless people shouted.

Behind the elites of the Golden Crow Clan, golden spirits flew up one after another.

Since you won't die, what are you afraid of?

Han Muye also had an illusory halo gathering around him.

"courage?"

Feeling the power of the halo behind him, he whispered softly.

In this halo, a new rule was born.

courage.

This rule is the cohesion of courage and the invincible heart.

Adding rules can increase vitality and make fighting spirit boil.

Where the sun shrouds the land, all creatures have courageous hearts.

This is one of the rules of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Han Muye smiled, holding the long sword with both hands, and flew up.

Concentrating on the rules of courage, not only the elites of the Golden Crow tribe below will fight to the death, but he himself will also fight with all his strength!

"kill--"

Holding the sword in both hands, opening and closing, one person rushed to the siege of the three true spirits.

At this moment, he gave up his defense and shot with all his strength.

What about the injury?

What about death?

Have the courage to face death!

"boom--"

The long sword in the hand of a human true spirit was shattered by Han Muye's sword.

After being stunned for a moment, the true spirit suddenly screamed, turned around and fled.

Ran away!

A true spirit realm escaped!

The other two people in the True Spirit Realm didn't know what to do for a while.

With a sweep of Han Muye's long sword, the two of them were beheaded.

"boom--"

Shang Zhenyu punched with all his strength, and knocked back the real spirit in front of him by a hundred feet.

All the true spirits of the human race did not dare to fight any more and retreated to the rear.

As soon as they retreated, the army below no longer had the will to fight.

For a moment, Liangyin's army seemed to be receding.

"Won!"

Among the Golden Crow army, there was a loud roar.

"Won!"

Countless people shouted loudly.

Below, everyone's fighting spirit and courage condensed into a golden crow supporting the sky.

The Golden Crow raised its head to the sky and screamed, its voice shaking the heaven and earth.

"boom--"

In the three layers of secret ground, a crack was directly torn open.

Way to go outside!

This was approved by the seniors of the Golden Crow tribe, they can go out now!

"It's time." Shang Zhenju took a deep breath.

Rushing out is the ruins of the Shenting of the Jinwu tribe.

There, there will be real spirit realm experts from the Golden Crow tribe to meet them.

They can leave this secret place where they thought they would die inside!

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, looking at the fleeing human army and the five embarrassed human true spirits.

"All clansmen below the ninth floor leave the secret realm first."

Han Muye raised his hand and swung it, thousands of golden real spirit bones flew out.

"These are all the real spirit bones I got in the secret realm, you can divide them among yourself after you go out!"

Han Muye's voice came out.

True spirit bone!

In Han Muye's hand, there are at least 100,000 real spirit bones.

But he didn't say it, and he didn't send anyone here.

These real spirit bones need to be taken out, and most of them are handed over to the three major clans.

This is Haotian Jinwu's entrustment.

Haotian Jinwu hopes that Han Muye can help the Jinwu clan improve their overall strength.

Today, not all of these Golden Crow elites have the opportunity to step into the True Spirit Realm.

If you can't step into the realm of the real spirit, sending out the real spirit bone is also a waste.

The True Spirit Bone in his hand is a resource belonging to the entire Golden Crow tribe and cannot be wasted here.

"Om—"

The spirits of the elites of the Golden Crow clan condensed into one body, and then turned into a huge Golden Crow with a height of one hundred thousand feet, rushing towards the crack above their heads.

"Stop them!" Among the human race, the true spirit realm wearing golden armor gritted his teeth and flew up.

It is their mission this time to kill the Golden Crow and keep them in the secret realm.

No matter what, these Golden Crow elites cannot be allowed to leave.

The five true spirits rushed forward, and the human army below also scattered upwards.

After this series of battles, the human army has no fighting spirit, and there are only about 50,000 left at this time.

A scattered army can hardly even form a battle formation.

"Block them." Han Muye yelled loudly, the prehistoric battle armor appeared on his body, and stepped forward with a single step, the figure of a thousand-foot-thousand-foot warrior towering over the sky.

Such a figure of a warrior was once a nightmare for the human army.

It is this general who blocks the light gate, preventing the human army from advancing an inch.

At this time, the warrior will reappear!

"boom--"

Han Muye punched out.

The scattered human army was defeated directly.

The five human true spirits shot with all their strength, and the strong men in golden armor had already burned the power of the true spirits behind them.

But they were unable to break through the defense force of Han Muye who was wearing the prehistoric battle armor.

With one punch and one punch, he blocked all five true spirits.

"kill--"

Shang Zhenyu and Zhang Chenyang rushed forward.

Behind them, there was a golden light flashing on their bodies, and the strong men of the Golden Crow tribe who were wrapped in the real spirit bones in the Yuanling behind them followed.

These Golden Crow elites at the ninth level of Yuanling, after obtaining the true spirit bones, can already become half-step true spirits with the help of its power.

A half-step true spirit is nothing, they couldn't have Han Muye's bravery in defeating a true spirit with a half-step true spirit.

But what about ten half-step true spirits, a hundred half-step true spirits, and a thousand half-step true spirits?

Pieces of golden light shone, and condensed golden crow shadows covered the sky.

"boom--"

The Golden Crow spread its wings and struck down with one blow.

The five true spirits of the human race retreated uncontrollably.

Below, flames rose from the scattered human army.

It's fire rules!

The flames were burning and could not be extinguished no matter how hard they tried.

This place is the secret place of the Golden Crow Clan, and the strength of the Golden Crow Clan here will be blessed.

When the golden crows lit up, a golden halo emerged from the deepest part of the secret ground.

That's where Han Muye came from.

There are countless seniors of the Golden Crow clan buried forever.

They are watching, watching their younger generations kill the enemy.

Looking at the real spirit bone left by him, he saved the younger generation and improved the strength of the younger generation.

At this moment, the space here is constantly shaking.

The flames on each of the Golden Crows continued to rise.

Their bloodline strength also began to surge.

They are undergoing a baptism.

A sublimation.

In the eyes of everyone, there seemed to be a sea of ​​flames.

The ancient Golden Crow powerhouses frolicked in this sea of ​​flames.

The Golden Crow was born from the ashes of fire!

Blood power, increase!

In front, the human army retreated and fled.

The five true spirit realms were also dispersed, fighting each other.

Not to mention preventing the Golden Crow army from leaving, they couldn't even protect themselves.

Han Muye transformed into a thousand-foot warrior, every punch knocked back a true spirit.

Han Muye showed a fierce fighting intent on his face.

Today, he not only wants to block these human races, he also wants to keep all these human races in this secret realm!

———————

The ruins of the Jinwu people's god court.

Eyes are full of bluestones, messy and scattered.

There are traces of battle everywhere.

Between heaven and earth, countless golden lights and blue lights collided.

"boom--"

Elites of the Golden Crow clan fell from the cracks in the sky, with surprise on their faces.

They finally came out of the secret realm!

None of them dared to think that they could still come out of the secret realm of the Golden Crow Clan.

"boom--"

Above the sky in front of him, a cyan sword slashed down.

The light of the sword traversed tens of thousands of miles, cutting down on all the elites of the Golden Crow tribe.

This knife reveals the determination to destroy the world!

"Om—"

A golden long sword stood in front of the long knife, holding the blade against it.

The two treasures held each other, and all the original power began to surge between the heaven and the earth.

Golden flames swirled up.

The cyan streamer seemed to break through the sky and the earth, extinguishing all the flames.

"Everyone is ready to leave!"

"This elder will stop the enemy for you!"

In the void, the golden figure holding a long sword shouted loudly.

The golden wings behind him spread out, and a giant golden crow shadow emerged.

On the other side, several strong figures of the Golden Crow clan appeared.

"Shang Chiyu, if you dare to come here, the king will tell you not to come back!" The blue light was shining brightly in front of you, and a true spirit appeared.

Shang Chiyu, the Great Elder of the Tang Department of the Golden Crow Shang, has three turns of the true spirit!

But what appeared in front of him was Yang Zhen, the king of the king of the human race!

The King of Heaven, who claims to be able to suppress the world and submit to all races!

Countless blue lights flashed, and human spirits filled the surrounding sky.

More than fifty human spirits!

Behind, there are millions of troops!

This army is the strong men who fight the world under the command of the King of Heaven, and every one of them is at least the seventh level of Yuanling.

This army of one million can suppress tens of millions of powerful people from other ethnic groups!

The army lined up and rushed towards the Jinwu tribe.

Above the sky, the strong faces of the Golden Crow clan were dignified.

This time nineteen people from the Golden Crow tribe came to the True Spirit Realm.

Shang Yue, the head of the Shangtang tribe, and Shang Chiyu, the great elder, are both true soul transformations and powerful.

At this time, Shang Yue broke the seal of the secret land and released the elites.

No one walked out of the golden crack above the sky.

The 50,000 Golden Crow elites lined up slowly, looking at the bright sky and earth above their heads, all of them showed excitement.

Looking at the 50,000 troops, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face.

There are more than 80,000 Golden Crow elites, only so many people are left.

The point is, his legitimate son, Shang Zhenyu, the eldest son of Shangtang Department, did not come out.

"It must be the sons and the others who sacrificed themselves, inspired the power of the true spirit, and obtained the approval of the seniors of the Jinwu tribe to send out so many tribesmen." A pained look flashed across the face of an elder Shang Tang.

It is impossible for these Golden Crow elites to be recognized by their seniors, it must be Shang Zhenyu who sacrificed themselves.

In fact, from the assignment of the task, when it was time to leave the secret realm in ten days, the strong outside had calculated several endings.

One, a few people from the True Spirit Realm came out, bringing with them a rare ninth-level primordial spirit powerhouse.

This is a great loss for the Jinwu tribe, but it is acceptable.

The second is the current situation.

The True Spirit Realm sacrificed himself to let the remaining clansmen come out.

"Patriarch, it's not easy for us to take them away." Beside Shang Yue, a true spirit of the Golden Crow clan looked around and said in a deep voice.

Although a large army has been arranged to support them, it is very difficult to leave with these low-level Yuanling Jinwu clan along the way.

The others also looked gloomy.

They should be happy to have so many people come out.

It's a pity that all the true spirit realms who entered the secret realm to participate in the Seizing the Sun Conference fell.

In this way, for hundreds of thousands of years to come, the Golden Crow will have no successors.

"The only way is to see how many of them get the real spirit bones, stimulate the power of the real spirit bones, and make some supplements."

An old man from the Golden Crow tribe in the true spirit realm showed a hint of disappointment on his face, and said softly: "If a hundred people can get the real spirit bones, with the power of the real spirit bones, they can take away ten thousand people..."

Hearing his words, another old man shook his head, and said in a low voice: "How is it possible, never before has a hundred real spirit bones been brought out in this Sun Seizing Conference."

"What's more, this time..."

What's more, this time, none of the experts in the True Spirit Realm came out.

"Those who have obtained the real spirit bone will inspire the power of the real spirit bone to protect the tribe. We are ready to break through." A white-haired elder took a deep breath and shouted.

Ahead, King Zhentian has already shot again.

Down below, everyone looked at each other upon hearing the words of the true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe.

For a moment, the minds of those true spirits in the sky sank to the valley.

Really, didn't even a single real spirit bone come out?