Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

There are cyan halos emitting under the big trees.

Han Muye rushed forward and stood on the top of a big tree.

The breath of life exuded by the tree actually made him feel the blood surging in his body.

More importantly, he could feel the thoughts conveyed to him by the big tree.

interesting!

"You all come up to the tree." He waved his hand.

Those surrendered immortals and Da Luo all rushed to the top of the tree.

As soon as they stepped on the treetops, their expressions changed.

As long as you stand on the tree, you will be filled with energy and blood almost instantly.

Wouldn't it be equivalent to directly healing wounds by standing here?

Several immortal monarchs who had been traumatized before began to surge and recover.

Outside the light curtain, many people showed smiles on their faces.

In the God Realm, there was silence in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong.

"Hmph, let's see, my Palace Master, even if this big formation is partial, is there anything I can do about this Han Muye?"

"Palace Master, in half a quarter of an hour, Immortal Lord Zhu Min of the Pantian Dao Sect will meet Han Muye." The Taoist who controlled the formation in front stood up and looked at the Palace Master of Tiangong.

"Do you want to lead the two to fight?"

Although Immortal Lord Zhu Min is not in the realm of Immortal Venerable, he is also at the peak of Immortal Monarch, and he still has a powerful immortal treasure in his hand.

If it weren't for the arrangement of Shenyuan Tiangong, Zhu Minxian Jun would not have come to participate in the summit meeting.

For the immortal cultivators in the immortal world, the peak of prosperity is to become an immortal venerable, which is an opportunity for the rise of the immortal world.

But those powerhouses in the God Realm don't care.

As long as they have enough cultivation, they can use some resources in exchange for the opportunity to enter Shenyuan Tiangong and step into Immortal Venerable.

"Let Zhu Min take action!" the Palace Master of Tiangong shouted.

The few people who controlled the large formation in front nodded, and the fairy light in their hands was intertwined and slammed into the light curtain.

In the light curtain, several arenas that were originally far away slowly floated closer.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and raised the longbow in his hand.

"call out--"

An arrow shot out, nailing Da Luo Jinxian on a ring in front of him.

The arena slammed into it and turned into a part of the mountain under his feet.

The Da Luo Jinxian turned pale and begged for mercy repeatedly.

If you don't beg for mercy, you can only die.

Han Muye raised his hand to put him under the mountain, and then looked at another ring in the distance.

With the subtle changes in the surrounding space, he has already simulated who he will collide with in his mind.

It seems that the arena in the distance is arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong.

With a chuckle, he raised his hand and shot an arrow.

This arrow crossed the ring in front of him, and pierced a ring hundreds of thousands of feet away.

The ring was turbulent and collided with a ring beside him.

Han Muye kept shooting arrows, but within a short while, the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles was already covered by light barriers.

"He, he saw it..." Outside the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong, the Taoist who controlled the formation was dumbfounded.

Han Muye's long arrow directly changed the situation on the battlefield.

"Hmph." The Palace Master of Tiangong snorted coldly, but did not speak again.

"Haha, this guy is really interesting, he can see through the schemes of Shenyuan Tiangong." There was laughter before the light curtain.

Han Muye's actions were too obvious, directly disrupting the order of the surrounding rings.

This kind of scene, of course, outsiders can understand it better.

"Look, the arena over there was supposed to hit, but now it's blocked." Someone pointed to a ring.

The young man sitting cross-legged on the ring waved his hand, and a golden saber light cut the body of the Taoist flying in front of him in half.

"So strong!"

"The strong ones in the Immortal Monarch Realm are definitely those arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong!"

Many people spoke in low voices.

Han Muye didn't care about the changes outside, he just subdued from close by, and harassed with bows and arrows from afar.

In half a day, his mountain has turned into thousands of miles.

On the thousands of miles of mountains, there are immortals of different shapes, and Da Luo stands bowed.

More than three hundred strong men were subdued by Han Muye and landed on the top of the big trees.

The crowns of these trees are already full of greenery, and the green breath of life cannot be concealed at all.

"boom--"

Finally, with a bang, the arena where Zhu Minxian Jun was sitting hit.

Now it is clear at a glance who is the strong one.

Zhu Minxianjun's arena has already expanded to a radius of one million feet, and he has made nearly a hundred shots, each of which is a one-hit kill.

There was a strong surge of blood on his body.

"kill--"

Wearing a green robe and holding a long knife, Immortal Zhu Min gave a loud shout, unsheathed the long knife in his hand, and headed down towards the mountains in front of him.

The wind caused by this knife directly turned into the light of the knife.

powerful!

He had already noticed Zhu Minxianjun before, but at this moment, he was indeed extremely tyrannical.

"Left wing, block."

"Right wing, destroy the enemy."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Below, the sword skills in the hands of the hundreds of immortals on the left and Da Luo turned into curtains of light.

On the right side, attacks gathered together, forming a long sword that soared to the sky, and slashed down.

Immortal Zhu Min, who was flying in mid-air, showed anger in his eyes, and the long knife slashed down again.

The superimposition of the two saber lights seemed to tear the world apart.

"boom--"

The light curtains below were torn apart.

Then, the lower layer is blocked again.

After thirty light curtains, the light of the long knife shattered.

Below, there are more than 70 light curtains waiting for him to hack.

On the other side, the soaring sword had already been cut off.

Xianjun Zhu Min could only move his body and step back.

Although he is extremely strong, it doesn't mean that he can block the long sword gathered by a hundred people alone.

"boom--"

The long sword cut through the air, and the endless sword light turned into fairy light, scattered and roared.

Taking a breath, Zhu Minxian pointed forward with the long knife in his hand, staring at Han Muye standing on the treetop.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, I am here only for you."

"As a sword cultivator, with this little ability, you don't even dare to fight this fairy?"

He shouted loudly, his voice vibrating.

Outside the light curtains, those strong players who watched the battle had complex expressions.

Han Muye played the changes of this big formation to the extreme.

Relying on his own combat power and the strength of the mountains under his feet, he is almost invincible.

By subduing more and more strong men, he will be able to go on steadily.

Now, a powerhouse at the peak of the Immortal Monarch Realm doesn't even have the chance to face-to-face confrontation in front of him.

"Will the Palace Master of Shenyuan Tiangong be pissed off now?" Someone laughed out loud in front of a light curtain.

Originally the most powerful Shenyuan Tiangong in the world, now he is helpless against Han Muye in front of him.

The strong men sent out didn't even have a chance to fight with them.

"Lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, if Shenyuan Tiangong hadn't changed the rules, how could such a thing happen?" Someone sneered and whispered.

In the light curtain, although Immortal Zhu Min provoked him, Han Muye was not interested in fighting him.

The immortal powerhouses on the left and right flanks shot together, the immortal light billowed, and the dragons roared.

Sword light and thunder light shine together.

Although Immortal Zhu Min, who was holding a long knife, could block more than a dozen Immortal Lords with his own strength, there were not more than ten Immortal Lords in front of him, but more than two hundred Immortal Lords.

He didn't even have a chance to fight back, so he could only run away with all his strength.

"Han Muye, just wait!"

Repelling a golden thunderbolt, Immortal Zhu Min shouted violently, his figure turned into an afterimage, and flew away.

"Om—"

A golden halo appeared on Han Muye's body.

Immortal Zhu Min, who retreated in defeat, raised his hand and slashed down, chopping a big Luo Jinxian on the ring in front of him, and gathered a golden ring on his body.

But before he could gain a firm footing, there was a roar from behind, and Han Muye's mountain had already collided with it.

Re-enter the fray!

Hundreds of Xianjun powerhouses bombarded and killed them.

Zhu Minxian gritted his teeth and ran away.

He can't stop it!

"boom--"

On Han Muye, the halo gathered again.

Immortal Zhu Min didn't dare to enter the nearby arena again, so he flew across three arenas, and when he was about to be repelled by the power of heaven and earth, he landed on one of the arenas.

Looking back at the mountain that was not chasing in the distance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the pale Taoist in front of him, he smiled coldly: "Surrender."

...

Outside the light curtain, everyone was watching this grand meeting that was completely different from the past.

In the past, the rules that only appeared at the peak meeting of the fourth floor had already appeared at this time.

Han Muye quickly gathered all parties, and then chased and killed Zhu Minxianjun.

While running away, Zhu Minxian Jun also began to gather and subdue the strong.

As long as it is from the Immortal Monarch Realm, he will subdue it.

In this way, after three days, Zhu Min Xianjun has gathered hundreds of Xianjun powerhouses.

It's just that he doesn't have Han Muye and other lands with mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles, so he doesn't dare to collide with them.

In this group, Han Muye already had thousands of immortals under his command, and anyone else would be absorbed by him as long as they approached.

It's just that gradually, there are fewer and fewer arenas in the space, and it's not easy to gather them together.

More people have been beheaded, or eliminated.

"boom--"

A ring with a radius of one hundred thousand feet collided with Han Muye's mountains.

A young man holding a battle gun looked at Han Muye.

"You are Han Yiyi, right?"

With a smile on his face, he pointed his spear at Han Muye, and said indifferently: "Well, if you can survive ten breaths under my spear, I will surrender."

Ten breaths?

Even if it is the peak of the immortal king, he dare not say that he can defeat another immortal king within ten breaths, right?

"The tone is not small, and I don't know where it came from the fairy world." Outside the light curtain, someone sneered.

"Is this to raise your own value, or is there a conspiracy?" Someone frowned and said softly.

On Han Muye's mountain, many people were in turmoil, just waiting for Han Muye to make a sound.

As long as Han Muye said to take it, they would do it without hesitation.

At this time, in front of the light curtain of the Shenyuan Tiangong in the God Realm, several strong men in Tiangong all pursed their lips and did not speak.

Because, the one who provoked Han Muye at this time was Xiang Liuyun, a strong descendant of Tiangong who had already stepped into the realm of immortal lord!

As long as Han Muye agrees to the challenge, Xiang Liuyun will definitely let him die within ten breaths!

"Ten breaths?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the other party, with a playful look on his face.

If it was someone else, they would definitely not be able to see the reality of Xiang Liuyun.

But in Han Muye's eyes, Xiang Liuyun's cultivation level can be seen through at a glance.

Because at this time he has already used the power of this large formation to see clearly the strength of all opponents.

"They are really whimsical. The main body of this large formation is Chaos, one of the four ancient beasts."

The whisper of the golden bird came from Han Muye's ear.

There was disdain in Jinniao's tone.

"That guy is the smartest among the beasts, with a lot of thoughts."

Han Muye did not speak.

He could sense the intentions conveyed by the formation.

Let him severely thwart the calculations of those guys from Shenyuan Tiangong.

Dazhen will try its best to help him.

For example, at this time, an immortal is going to challenge him one-on-one.

"good."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Outside the light curtain, many people watched with interest.

On the other side of Shenyuan Tiangong, several strong men showed smiles on their faces.

The immortal cultivators standing on the mountain scattered around automatically, watching Han Muye fly up.

At his feet, a big green tree emerged, wherever he landed, that big tree would be there.

This scene stunned everyone in front of the light curtain.

"This, haha, interesting, Dazhen is deliberately biased."

"With this tree, let alone ten breaths, even a hundred breaths, a thousand breaths, I'm afraid it can block it."

Many people are smiling to see how the two fight in the light curtain.

Xiang Liuyun's eyes fell on Han Muye's feet, he nodded, raised the spear in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

This kind of behavior is extremely decent.

Han Muye stood in place with his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.

The long spear in Xiang Liuyun's hand stabbed instantly.

Following the thrust of this spear, the entire mountain world shook suddenly.

"boom--"

The world collapsed, and the mountains collapsed!

The void was torn apart into countless openings, and streaks of golden light crisscrossed among them.

This blow surpassed the strength of all the previous battles!

"Immortal Venerable!" Someone outside the light curtain exclaimed.

Only the Immortal Venerable has such tyrannical power!

The person who challenged him was clearly an immortal!

Who would have thought that a strong immortal would hide like this, just for this blow!

"Hide!"

"This gun can't be received!"

"Get out of the way—"

On the broken mountain, everyone exclaimed.

If Han Muye died, they might be free, but they might also be buried with them!

Who knows what the rules are in this big formation now?

The force of the collapsing world directly crushed the space around Han Muye's body, shattering inch by inch.

Outside his body, the shattered space turned into chains, locking him layer by layer.

In such a situation, you can't even dodge it!

Han Muye stood there, with the confidence and calmness on his face when he stepped forward.

This is imprisoned, completely unable to change, even the expression is imprisoned.

Before the Immortal Venerable, everything was silent!

Smiling to Liuyun, the spear pointed forward inch by inch.

ten feet.

Yizhang.

Three inches!

The spear pierced Han Muye's body.

The spear pierced through the clothes.

an inch.

"Um?"

Xiang Liuyun was taken aback.

Can't get in?

The spear failed to penetrate Han Muye's body.

Not to mention a human body, even a world would be shattered at the touch of this spear, right?

He squeezed his palms hard and pressed down again.

It seems that it still failed to penetrate.

Looking up, he looked at Han Muye blankly.

What he saw was Han Muye's smiling face.

There are not many weapons in this world that can really stab his body.

The prehistoric armor, which is fused with the body of the Kui ox and the relics of the prehistoric, can only be broken by the strongest divine beast in the prehistoric prehistoric times.

Refining the tail of the dragon and crocodile into the body with the blood of the underlord, even if it has not been completely refined, but this is also the body of the prehistoric overlord.

Except for the strongest overlords of the ancient times, no one can destroy the body of the dragon and crocodile.

Even those strong men who broke the prehistoric times in ancient times couldn't do it.

Han Muye just stood there, motionless, letting Xiang Liuyun's spear stab into his chest.

From outsiders' perspective, the two are clearly acting.

Put on a play that fools no one!

"Fellow Daoist, ten breaths, here we come."

Han Muye spoke softly, and reached out to gently hold the barrel of the spear.

Ten breaths!

It's just ten breaths, and it's not forever.

The spear stabbed out and pressed against Han Muye's chest, ten breaths passed in this moment.

But this spear was pierced by a strong immortal!

Ten breaths, in the hands of a strong immortal, should be able to shatter a world!

Inside and outside the light curtain, there was no sound at all.

Everyone stared blankly ahead, seeing Han Muye's eyes met with an immortal.

"Go to hell—"

Xiang Liuyun suddenly yelled, and the spear in his hand was withdrawn suddenly, and then the point of the spear pierced out, turning into flowing clouds all over the sky.

The divine light exploded, and the world was overturned!

This is the method of Xianzun!

When the spear pierced out, the sky and the earth within a hundred miles were covered by endless flowing clouds, and every part of the flowing clouds was a golden spear point.

The endless mountains collapsed in response.

The bodies of the immortals standing on the mountains shattered and turned into pillars of light.

Even Han Muye in front of him was also shattered into pieces.

"boom--"

Hundred miles of heaven and earth collapsed.

In the light curtain, everything returns to nothingness.

The Palace Master of Tiangong standing in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong in the God Realm laughed.

However, in the next moment, all the pictures disappeared, and Han Muye and Xiang Liuyun were still standing opposite each other in the light curtain.

Xiang Liuyun's face swelled red, and he tightly held the handle of the gun in his palm.

But the spear was slowly drawn forward.

In front, Han Muye was holding the barrel of the gun in his hand, with a calm expression on his face.

A fairy can't draw the spear in his hand!

An immortal monarch, with the strength of his physical body, completely defeated the immortal!

This scene made everyone outside the light curtain who had just been shocked by the broken picture of the previous day show a dull look again.

how so?

Immortal Venerable, it should be Immortal Venerable...

"Yes, it's a large formation, and this formation has given Han Muye the power to bless it!" Someone whispered.

"Just now, the big formation deliberately confused the picture, presumably, it was playing with Shenyuan Tiangong!" There was an uncontrollable smile on someone's face.

The scene I saw before was extremely shocking. With a blow from the Immortal Venerable, the world was destroyed.

Of course, that scene was not as shocking as what I saw at this moment.

An immortal venerable who couldn't draw his own long spear.

"Fellow Daoist, didn't you say you would surrender after ten breaths?" Han Muye looked at Xiang Liuyun with a calm expression.

Xiang Liuyun trembled all over, his face pale.

He is a fairyland.

Is the world's most powerful.

Even if it is at its peak, there will be endless power to suppress it, and the immortal is still an immortal.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand to Liuyun, and patted Han Muye's chest with his palm.

In the palm of his hand, there was a faint red flame rising.

"Fire rules!"

There was an exclamation from outside the light curtain.

"This is the rule of fire, at least 30% of it has been comprehended!"

An old man stared excitedly at the flames in the light curtain and clenched his fists tightly.

"It's the flame, this immortal master actually understands the rules of the flame, he hides it so deeply!"

The exclamations outside the light curtain became one, as did the flames in front of Han Muye.

In his eyes, this flame is like delicious food.

The first rule he comprehended was the flame.

For the Golden Crow bloodline, the power of fire is the most basic control, just like eating and dressing humans.

Han Muye raised his hand to block Xiang Liuyun's palm.

His palms touched, Xiang Liuyun's eyes widened and his whole body trembled.

The two stood facing each other, and the flames enveloped their bodies.

"What is Xiang Liuyun doing?" Before the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong, an old man shouted coldly.

no one knows.

No one knew Xiang Liuyun's pain at this time.

His flame power, which he had cultivated for countless years, was deprived just like that.

In Han Muye's hands was a blazing flame.

The flame was so hot that it seemed to be able to burn up the world, making Xiang Liuyun want to let go, but he couldn't bear it.

He knew that as long as he let go, this group of flames, the flames that he had contemplated for countless thousands of years, this rule, would be given away.

"Why……"

Staring at Han Muye, Xiang Liuyun gritted his teeth.

He doesn't understand.

It hasn't been long since he cultivated to the Immortal Venerable Realm, but the power of the rules has already been comprehended.

He is an outstanding junior in Shenyuan Tiangong.

He is destined to go to the Zhoutian battlefield.

How could it be possible for a person like him to lose to this unknown person in front of him in comprehension of the rules?

"Surrender to me, and I can tell you why."

Han Muye spoke softly.

The flames around the two slowly dissipated.

The image of the two touching their hands was reflected on the light curtain.

"They, what's going on..."

This sentence is what everyone wants to ask.

Between the palms of the two, a group of red flames burned.

No one knows what the two are doing.

"Is this Xiang Liuyun so incompetent? He can't even take down this Han Muye!" Several people shouted and cursed in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong.

Immortal Venerable, how can you be so incompetent?

"Surrender?" Xiang Liuyun gritted his teeth and stepped back.

"You deserve it too!"

With a movement of his body, he flickered towards the rear.

This Han Muye's strength is too weird, he is not a fairy, but his control over the flames is very weird.

Has this person also comprehended the rules of fire, even above himself?

Seeing Xiang Liuyun rushing back, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

He raised his hand, and the flame in his palm was suddenly thrown out.

"boom--"

The speed of the flame was extremely fast, it was thrown from the left side, and landed on a fifty-mile mountain peak three hundred miles away.

The figure standing on the ring was shaken all over, raised his hand with all his strength, and thrust out the spear in his hand.

The spear collided with the flames, and the flames scattered.

The arena shook, collapsed, and then a mask rose.

The light shield covered the mountains and peaks that Han Muye and the others were in.

Xiang Liuyun, who had already rushed beyond the mountains, bumped his head against the mask, a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

On the other side, Immortal Master Zhu Min of Pantian Taoist Sect with a spear in his hand, and more than a hundred other immortals behind him stared at Han Muye.

The three arenas collided, and a mask emerged, either surrender or fight to the death.

Turning around slowly, Xiang Liuyun looked at Zhu Minxianjun.

They came from the God Realm together, although they are not from the same sect, they are familiar with each other.

"Let's join forces." Xiang Liuyun whispered.

Zhu Minxian Jun nodded, took a deep breath, and pointed the spear in his hand at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and raised his hand.

"Left wing, suppression, right wing, full attack."

As his words fell, thousands of immortal monarchs turned into two parts, flew forward and rushed forward, and the immortal light came down with a bang.

Han Muye stood where he was, and said loudly, "Beat them hard until they surrender!"

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, but Xiang Liuyun's heart fell to the bottom.

"If you don't want to surrender, you can slaughter an immortal today to have a look."

"I'll help you sweep the formation, they can't turn the sky."