Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"In practice, there is never a reason not to kill people." In the carriage, Han Muye looked indifferent, watching He Yang and Sun Fei get up.

Against the background of the silver armor, the light of the knife shone brightly against the white snow below.

This light is a deadly light!

The person walked with the light of the knife, and the speed was urged to the strongest, turning into an illusory line of bright shadows. At this moment, He Yangsun felt the wind and snow.

It seems to be swimming in the wind and snow, arousing the gathering of the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Stab—"

A body was torn apart by the light of the knife, and then fell into the snow.

Before the body fell, the knife light had already blown away, standing ten feet away.

Is it too fast for mellow control?

The rest of the figures turned around, and just as they were about to encircle and kill them, the figure ten feet away had disappeared.

quick!

He Yangsun has been fighting against God Slayer and War Puppet for so long, and he has already figured out the knack of manipulating his battle armor and war puppet.

The battle puppet is in the front, and the battle armor is in the back.

Manipulating the war puppet is stalking, letting the opponent be within his own attack.

If you are manipulating a battle armor, you must put yourself out of the opponent's attack and ensure that you are not restrained by anything.

"boom--"

The light of the knife cut in the snow, setting off a snowflake covering a radius of ten feet.

In an instant, the wind and snow within ten feet blinded the eyes, making people unable to see.

"Rewind—"

Someone exclaimed and drank.

But it was too late.

In the wind and snow, there was a flash of knife light.

With every cut, blood surged, shattering the surrounding world.

The color of blood filled the air, staining the color of snow.

When the wind and snow dissipated, there was already blood bursting all over the ground.

The five figures fell and their bodies were broken.

The rest of the people only felt their scalps go numb.

Hasn't this He Yangsun not yet become a first-class Armor Master?

Why do you have such combat power?

Among the five people who were beheaded by him just now, two were first-level armor masters!

He Yangsun held a long sword and covered his body with battle armor, dragging the long sword forward step by step.

"If you hurt anyone in my He family, you must be prepared to pay with blood."

The words were cold, and the killing intent on his body was even more concentrated.

At this moment, the murderous intent gathered on the long knife in his hand merged with the light of the knife, turning the sharp edge that overflowed three inches from the blade into ten feet.

This is the condensation of killing intent and evil spirit!

At this moment, he just wants to kill someone!

"Om—"

A gust of wind suddenly appeared, blocking He Yangsun's body, and then, the two old men in gray robes raised their arms together with a cold expression on their faces.

The two were covered in gray battle armor, and the wind in front of them turned into icicles.

He Yangsun's body was frozen in the icicle.

Level 3 Armor Master!

These two turned out to be third-level Armor Masters.

Also, only level 3 can kill level 3.

He Yulin must have been killed by these two people.

It wasn't until He Yangsun was suppressed under the icicle that the two old men breathed a sigh of relief, and then let out a cold snort.

"With a little bit of talent, it's just so insolent."

"If you lose awe in your heart, you will inevitably die."

After the two finished speaking, they turned to look at the remaining interceptors.

"You will destroy all the people in this caravan."

"We invite that Master Han to return to Tacheng."

After the two finished speaking, they moved and rushed towards the convoy.

But the two of them moved, only to see that the eyes of the interceptors in front were all wide-eyed.

The two of them also felt that something was wrong, so they quickly waved their hands and bumped towards the back.

Two beams of light appeared behind him.

But this beam of light was split into pieces by a pair of long knives in an instant.

"boom--"

The long knife slammed on the bodies of the two people, splitting their battle armors, causing their bodies to fly on the snow, with blood overflowing from their mouths.

A nine-foot-tall war puppet, holding two knives in his hands, approached step by step.

The icicle that suppressed He Yangsun has been shattered and nothing has disappeared.

He Yangsun is a dual cultivator of Yu Jia and Yu Puppet!

Careless...

The two third-level armor masters struggled on the ground, and could only watch the puppet with two knives approaching step by step.

"Quick, block him!"

"help me--"

The two growled in horror.

The few surviving interceptors wanted to step forward, but were overwhelmed by the surging power of the war puppet.

At this time, the war puppet was covered in a black halo, and the cold light above the two knives seemed to freeze the body.

The two saber lights are just a slash, freezing the wind and snow in front of him, and freezing the space in front of him.

The two third-level armor masters widened their eyes and roared loudly: "You, what level are you—"

What answered them was the long knife in He Yangsun's hand.

"boom--"

Two staggered sword lights slashed down, and the two bodies were directly shattered.

The moment the long knife slashed, the body of the war puppet rushed out, spanning five feet, and rushed towards the remaining interceptor.

Speed, faster than before!

escape!

At this time, no one can resist He Yangsun.

They can even kill two third-level armor masters, and the battle puppet in front of them is simply not something they can deal with.

"boom--"

The light of the knife turned into a long dragon, chasing after the fleeing figure.

The black-armored puppet flying out turned into a stream of black light.

Still upholding the strongest attribute of the war puppet, the extreme speed can be exchanged for an extremely powerful attack.

Half a quarter of an hour later, He Yangsun, who was dragging a long knife, walked back slowly.

There was neither sadness nor joy on his face, he walked to He Yulin's body and lowered his head slightly.

...

After crossing the Luoxue Wasteland, there were no more interceptions.

No one dared.

More than 20 strong men, including the third-level Armor Master, were killed. Even if others wanted to kill them, they had to consider whether they had the strength.

The chariots and horses passed through the wilderness, over the mountains and forests, and finally stopped before a big city.

"Maple Forest City is larger than Ta City, and there are many strong people in the city."

"The strongest person in Fenglin City is Sun Bing, the seventh-level armor master."

"Zheng Sheng of the Zheng family ranks among the top five in Fenglin City."

He Yangsun has some understanding of the power of Fenglin City.

The convoy entered the city and stayed at the inn that had been arranged before. Han Muye was repairing at the inn, and He Yangsun went to Zheng's house with the battle puppet breastplate.

In the evening, He Yangsun came back.

"Master Han, the Patriarch of the Zheng family, and the great elder Zheng Sheng are very satisfied with the armor pieces refined by the master, and want to host a banquet for the master." He Yangsun spoke to Han Muye with a happy expression on his face.

Han Muye knew that at level six, he could already see the extraordinary nature of the armor he refined.

He came here with the intention of making a name for himself.

Only by making a name for yourself can you get in touch with more masters and have the opportunity to get in touch with more high-level armor and puppets.

In this way, he can have a better understanding of the inheritance of the battle armor and war puppets of the galaxy universe.

"Okay, I also want to meet a sixth-level puppet master."

Han Muye nodded.

He Yangsun looked at Han Muye again, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he said in a low voice: "Master Han, the Patriarch of the Zheng family intends to betroth his granddaughter to me."

"Oh?" Han Muye laughed, looked at him and said, "Isn't that a good thing?"

The Zheng family has a sixth-level powerhouse. If they can marry the He family, the He family can be regarded as having a great background.

This is indeed a good thing for the He family.

"I would like to ask Master Han to propose marriage on behalf of my He family's elders."

He Yangsun bowed his head and said softly: "Originally, if my second uncle didn't fall, I can ask him to arrange it."

He Yulin's fall in the Luoxue Wasteland touched He Yangsun a lot.

He Yulin was there to protect him.

Although it was He Yulin and the others who drove him and his mother out of Tacheng, after this incident, He Yangsun was ready to forgive those He family members.

"Propose marriage?" Han Muye pondered for a moment, then nodded again.

The frame of the Zheng family was taken to the inn, and Zheng Changkong, the strongest of the second generation of the Zheng family, the fourth-level imperial puppet master, came to greet him in person, giving Han Muye a lot of face.

"Master Han's forging skills are really extraordinary, especially the drawing of various spirit patterns on the armor plate, this is the first time I have seen such a complicated painting in the sky."

In the carriage compartment, sitting opposite Han Muye, Zheng Changkong, who is nine feet tall and looks like an iron tower, spoke loudly.

"My Battle Puppet's shoulder armor is also a little damaged, I wonder if Master Han can help me repair it?" Zheng Changkong looked at Han Muye and said aloud.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and said, "As long as the price is right, it can be repaired."

His words made Zheng Changkong's expression change, and then he burst out laughing.

This Master Han seems to be more powerful than he thought.

Previously in the Zheng family mansion, the owner and the great elder speculated that this master Han could only refine and forge the third-level battle armor and war puppet, and he could repair it if he didn't want to be the fourth-level.

What about level five?

The fifth-level battle armor and war puppet are already the top treasures in a big city.

A master blacksmith who can repair the fifth-level battle armor and war puppets is a guest of all major forces.

Taking a look at Han Muye with a calm expression, Zheng Changkong didn't speak any more.

When they arrived at Zheng's house, Zheng Changkong led Han Muye and He Yangsun to the side hall where the banquet was held.

The head of the Zheng family, Zheng Changtian, and the great elder, Zheng Sheng, all stood up.

"Haha, this is Master Han from Tacheng, a forging master with superb skills."

"This is the young master of the He family, He Yangsun."

The head of the Zheng family, Zheng Changtian, smiled and introduced Han Muye and He Yangsun to the guests around him.

Many people were standing up, smiling and bowing their hands to Han Muye and He Yangsun.

Such a scene is naturally greeted with a smile.

But there are also people who don't want to see the happy scene.

"The forging master of Tacheng?" A fifty-year-old man in a green robe snorted softly, and said lightly: "I went to Tacheng ten years ago, and the forging and refining of weapons in Tacheng is very backward."

He looked at Han Muye, with a proud expression on his face: "This old man swept across Tacheng to forge weapons, and no one would take notice of him."

His words froze the faces of those around him.

Everyone in the Zheng family frowned.

The young man sitting next to the old man laughed, and said in a low voice: "Senior Qi Mingsheng's way of refining weapons is not only sweeping the tower city, but also famous in my Fenglin city?"

His words made the old man's face flash with a smug smugness.

Everyone else laughed along.

This blacksmith named Qi Mingsheng really has a good reputation in Fenglin City.

Han Muye didn't care about other people's provocation, so he walked to the table with He Yangsun and sat down at the same table.

He Yangsun has experienced a family ups and downs, and now he is much calmer.

Coupled with the interception and killing on this road, there is even more evil spirit in him.

Although he didn't have the badges representing the armor master and the puppet master on his body, but his demeanor made him look like a strong man.

When the banquet started, He Yangsun raised his wine glass to toast Han Muye, and the two whispered about cultivation.

The Patriarch of the Zheng family and the Great Elder also came to toast, and said a few words about the high quality of the nails refined by Han Muye.

This made the old man named Qi Mingsheng even more disdainful.

"I heard that the He family in Tacheng has risen against the trend, and the young master He Yangsun has extraordinary means. He is really a heroic boy." Zheng Sheng, holding a wine glass, said with a chuckle.

This is of course a polite remark.

The overall cultivation power in Tacheng is lower than that in Fenglin City, so the He family is naturally not worth mentioning in the Zheng family.

What's more, the current He family has no real masters.

Some of the guests who came today were aware of recent events in Tacheng, while others were not.

Hearing Zheng Sheng's words, they all inquired about each other.

If anyone knows, let's talk about He Yangsun's recent outstanding deeds in Tacheng.

These things made many people's eyes sparkle.

On the contrary, some people looked at He Yangsun with a bad expression.

"Yeah, I also had some encounters with Brother He Ju back then, and I know that Brother He Ju is powerful, but it's a pity—"

Zheng Changtian bowed his head, shook his head, then looked at He Yangsun, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, He Yangsun, you didn't lose face to the He family. It just so happens that the granddaughter under my husband's knee is not yet married. I don't know you, Yangsun..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man who was sitting next to Qi Mingsheng stood up.

"Mr. Zheng, Xu Shuang from the Xu family in Fenglin City, the younger generation, also proposed to the Zheng family."

His eyes fell on He Yangsun, and then he said coldly: "I want to marry Zheng Yuyan, the granddaughter of the Zheng family."

In the lobby, it was quiet for a while.

The Xu family in Fenglin City is also a big family not inferior to the Zheng family.

The Xu family has two fifth-level imperial puppet masters, both of whom have been famous for a long time.

More importantly, there is an elite child of the Xu family who worships under the strongest member of the Sun family, Sun Bing, who is also the strongest in Fenglin City.

It is said that this talented person has the opportunity to inherit the mantle of Sun Bing.

There are five-level powerhouses who have a relationship with the Sun family. The Xu family is considered a top family in Fenglin City.

Even if Xu Shuang is just a branch of the family, and his own cultivation is only a first-level armor master, not many people dare not give him face.

At this time, Xu Shuang asked to marry the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Zheng family when Zheng Changtian, the patriarch of the Zheng family, asked to marry He Yangsun of Tacheng.

Is this going to confront He Yangsun directly?

Zheng Changtian's expression darkened, but he didn't speak.

No rejection, no objection.

He Yangsun turned his head to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's expression was calm, he held the wine glass in his hand, and did not speak.

"Master Han, today I come to Fenglin City. I don't have any elders with me. I wonder if I can ask Master Han to propose marriage to the Zheng family for me?" He Yangsun bowed to Han Muye, and handed over a piece of jade.

"This is the treasure my father got as a reward when he competed for the fifth place among his peers in the Twelve Cities when he was in Tacheng."

"A second-level battle puppet."

"I would like to use this as an offer to the Zheng family."

The second-level battle puppet is nothing, but the fifth place among the peers in the twelve cities is not something ordinary people can have.

This jade bibi not only represents the war puppet, but also represents honor.

Representing the past glory of the He family.

Although the Xu family behind Xu Shuang was extraordinary, he couldn't produce such a meaningful treasure.

Immediately, Xu Shuang's face was as gloomy as water.

Han Muye picked up the jade bi and stood up.

At this moment, Qi Mingsheng beside Xu Shuang suddenly said, "Wait."

He looked at Han Muye and sneered, "Not everyone can be called a master."

"The old man is very curious, whether this Mr. He Yangsun randomly recruited someone to pretend to be a master, so as to deceive the Zheng family's marriage contract."

Cheat a marriage contract?

Ordinarily, He Yangsun would not do such a thing.

Everyone present understood that this famous place was deliberately obstructing.

But it was impossible for anyone to speak out at this time.

After all, He Yangsun is from Tacheng, while Qi Mingsheng and Xu Shuang are from Fenglin City.

You can tell at a glance whether you are close or distant.

Han Muye looked at Qi Mingsheng.

This person also has a second level of cultivation, and has the means to refine battle armor.

"In this way, the old man has a battle armor in his hand. If you can dismantle it and assemble it again, the old man will admit that you are a master."

"If not, the old man advises you to keep your head down and be a man."

Qi Mingsheng looked at Han Muye, raised his hand, and a black battle armor fell down.

And the battle armor looks like mail armor, and every piece of armor is shining with glare.

At least level 4 armor!

Such a battle armor, without enough means, really cannot be disassembled and assembled.

In order to assemble a level 4 armor, at least one needs to have the means to refine and repair a level 3 armor.

Seeing this battle armor, many people looked at Han Muye curiously.

There are bets and fights between the puppet masters and armor masters, and there are also challenges between the craftsmen.

For example, at this time, if Han Muye disassembled and assembled the battle armor, according to the gambling challenge rules, the battle armor would belong to Han Muye.

Who let others challenge him?

Of course, if he couldn't complete the assembly and dismantling, he would lose face, and if he saw Qi Mingsheng in the future, he would bow his head and not say anything, and outsiders would look down on his forging methods.

This kind of gambling is a double-edged sword.

"This armor doesn't seem to be a popular standard now..." An old man in a blue robe frowned, looking at the armor and whispering.

"I remembered, this is the battle armor in the ruins of Yutao City 100,000 years ago."

Someone stood up, looked at the battle armor, and spoke loudly.

The battle armor of the Yutao City ruins, this is a treasure in the ruins.

It is said that the battle armor and war puppets of that era had completely different means of mobilization and operation.

Hearing this, everyone in the lobby raised their heads to look.

He Yangsun hesitated, looked at Han Muye, and said in a low voice, "Master Han, if—"

Before He Yangsun finished speaking, Han Muye had already waved his hand.

Isn't this sending good things into his hands?

He just lacked understanding of Yutao City.

Walking forward, Han Muye put his hand on the battle armor.

A fierce aura surged towards his body in an instant.

The blood covered his body.

Seeing this scene, Qi Mingsheng chuckled lightly: "I forgot to tell Master Han that the former owner of this battle armor was too murderous, so the battle armor is also contaminated with the evil spirit of blood."

"If the power of the soul is not enough, and the bloody aura rushes into the chest and abdomen, I am afraid that the lifespan will be cut off directly."

He laughed: "However, Master Han must have resisted the blood demon—"

Before finishing speaking, he widened his eyes.

In front of everyone, Han Muye pressed the armor with his palm, and the blood on the armor automatically dissipated.

Blood evil spirit?

What is this thing in front of Han Muye?

He is the real expert in playing with blood evil spirit.

Not to mention the body of the ancient dragon crocodile, the blood armor transformed by the big formation that suppressed the dragon crocodile, and the killing sword transformed by his own primordial spirit, aren't they all blood-bale energy?

The bloody aura in the battle armor was in front of him, and he didn't even dare to move.

In the palm of his hand, a blue light flashed.

The sword intent poured into the armor, and he saw the memory in the armor.

In ancient times, this battle armor was made by dozens of craftsmen, that is, craftsmen, who each forged a part.

The entire refining process requires hundreds of craftsmen to operate continuously, and three hundred pieces can be made in one day.

This kind of battle armor is a standard battle armor, and its function is mainly in defense and strength blessing.

"Jade City, Flowing Flame Armor."

Han Muye spoke softly.

"Flowing Flame Armor?" An old man changed his face and said in a low voice, "Is this the famous Flowing Flame Armor?"

"Is it the personal guard of the city lord of Yutao City, the one hundred thousand flowing flame armor, the flowing flame warrior guard who ran across the wilderness for millions of miles?"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion in the lobby about the story of Liu Yanjia.

Qi Mingsheng was a little dazed, but he stared in the blink of an eye: "You said it was the Liuyan Armor or the Liuyan Armor?"

Han Muye glanced at him, with a calm expression on his face: "There is a black flame under the armor plate, activated by spiritual energy, it can turn into a black flame and cover the whole body."

"This armor is heavy on defense and power. Formed into a battle formation, it can stimulate the phantom of the flaming lion."

He whispered every sentence, telling all the characteristics of the Flowing Flame Armor that he saw.

In his mind, he not only saw the whole process of refining the Flowing Flame Armor, but also saw the scene of the destruction of Yutao City.

Eighteen battle armors of the Tianhuang level and a prehistoric war puppet fought each other.

The Great Desolation War Puppet finally lost an arm, and all eighteen Tianhuang battle armors were defeated, and all the armor masters who controlled the battle armors died.

Yutao City was also destroyed.

The 100,000 troops were also completely damaged.

"Liuyan Armor, Liuyan Guard, is a battle spear forged in the raging flames to protect the bottom of Yutao City."

In the picture in my mind, there is something about the reason for the destruction of Yutao City.

That strong man came here to find this battle gun.

Qi Mingsheng didn't expect Han Muye to know the characteristics of the Flowing Flame Armor.

The others looked at Na Jia with a clear look on their faces.

"Hmph, it's okay to see that this is the Liuyan Armor, can you dismantle it?" Qi Mingsheng glared at Han Muye.

It is not easy to disassemble this kind of armor.

If one is not good, it might destroy the battle armor.

Han Muye pressed his palms down, holding onto the armor's shoulders.

"Crack——"

With a single palm, the entire battle armor was shattered into pieces.

"The Flowing Flame Armor consists of 1,051 pieces of armor, and each piece has a pattern of flames."

Han Muye's eyes fell on the scattered parts in front of him, and he said indifferently: "This armor of yours has damaged thirty-five armor pieces, and seventeen parts have been damaged."

Know all this?

Everyone in the lobby looked at Han Muye and their expressions changed.

Not to mention anything else, just with such profound knowledge, this one deserves the name of Master Han.

What's more, the method of dismantling the battle armor just now is a masterpiece.

If he slapped himself with a palm, wouldn't he immediately take off the entire battle armor?

Qi Mingsheng's face was already ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't talk so much, if you can disassemble it, you must be able to assemble it."

"You said there was damage in my battle armor, why didn't you say it before it was dismantled?"

He argued so strongly that everyone around him shook their heads.

Han Muye didn't pay any attention to him, but his palms covered the armor plates and parts with blue streamers.

Parts gathered together and turned into a blue battle armor.

On this battle armor, the pattern of flames is extremely obvious, as if covered by a ball of flames.

Anyone who understands the way of refining weapons knows that this is a scene that can only be seen after the armor is repaired.

This cyan armor is the true face of the Flowing Flame Armor.

"This armor is pretty good, so I'll accept it with a smile." Han Muye shook off the armor, and then put it away.

There are many secrets in this battle armor, he can study it carefully after taking it back.

Qi Mingsheng gritted his teeth and watched him put away his armor.

Han Muye put away his battle armor, and walked forward with Yu Bi.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Shuang's voice was filled with anger, and he shouted: "He Yangsun, I want to bet with you!"