Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Eighth-level armor master, eighth-level imperial puppet master!

Are there really such elites in the world?

The younger generation is number one in a million miles. Is this the young master of the He family, He Yangsun?

Elder Qin, who was guarding Nalan Moran, was already at a loss.

Even the Nalan family, a holy family in the big city, doesn't have such a genius, right?

Not to mention the Nalan family, even the entire Yongming City does not have such a genius!

His father, He Ju, is known as the number one genius of the younger generation of the Nalan family, but compared to He Yangsun in front of him, he is far behind...

In the middle of the sky, He Yangsun was alone in the battle, and all the figures rushing around stopped.

Among these people are fourth-level imperial armor masters and eighth-level imperial puppet masters.

At least a hundred people.

Everyone stood tens of miles away, not daring to move forward.

No matter which city they come from, no matter whether they have heard of He Yangsun's reputation or not, an eighth-level armor master or an eighth-level puppet master, these kind of powerhouses need to be treated with caution.

This is the ruins of Yutao City, not a gambling platform.

Here, life and death may be seen.

It's just that everyone looked at the huge arm above He Yangsun's head, and their eyes were full of light.

This is the legendary arm.

The value of this thing is worth the risk!

"It's true that you, He Yangsun, are a genius, but it doesn't mean that you can cover the sky with one hand in this ruin!" Not far away, with a low hum, a figure turned into a streamer.

"Everyone, let's talk after we grab it."

When the sound came out, it had already rushed towards He Yangsun with a bright ice dragon.

The ice dragon breathed out a deep blue breath in the void, covering the space with a radius of thousands of feet.

This scene made everyone's eyes light up.

As long as the perception can be obscured, it is not impossible to shoot.

The blatant move might lead to revenge from He Yangsun and the He family behind him, but as long as he took advantage of the chaos and grabbed that arm in one fell swoop, who would know?

The battle armors on many people's bodies and the battle puppets behind them began to vibrate, just waiting for the seventh-level peak powerhouse in front of them to strike.

As long as he fights with He Yangsun, the others will rush forward without hesitation.

"Old Qin..." Nalan Moran stared nervously at the direction above his head, and said in a low voice.

For the first time, he knew that his brother was so strong.

That sense of pride made him extremely nervous at this moment.

My brother can never be defeated.

"Don't worry, Young Master, Young Master He will not be defeated so easily. All geniuses are not something outsiders can guess."

Old Qin said, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, don't worry, if Young Master He loses, I will take action."

This sentence made Nalan Moran feel a little more at ease.

He knew that the combat strength of the old Qin who followed him from the big city was not comparable to that of the armor masters and puppet masters from these small cities.

In the sky, He Yangsun raised his hand.

As he raised his hand, the war puppet standing beside him moved and turned into a gust of wind.

His own figure also disappeared instantly.

This scene made everyone's complexion change drastically.

"Imperial Puppet and Armor Dual Combat Skill!" Elder Qin exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

"This is an inheritance that can only be found among the top colleges in the big city!"

A top college in Ayutthaya?

Tacheng is not a big city.

It is impossible for He Yangsun to go to Dacheng College, otherwise why would he be here?

Are you really a genius who can even realize this level of combat skills?

"boom--"

When the four long knives were cut off from the ice dragon's head, everyone trembled.

The ice dragon transformed into a battle puppet at the peak of the seventh level was directly strangled to death by four long knives!

Four tornado-like long knives swirled rapidly, chopping the ice dragon into countless pieces.

The seventh-level imperial puppet master fell in midair, with blood gushing from his mouth.

His war puppet was defeated so quickly that his heart and mind were implicated together, directly hurting his soul.

He Yangsun defeated the seventh-level peak with one blow, holding both sabers horizontally, his eyes swept around.

At this moment, everyone looked dignified and retreated slowly.

too strong!

Double eight-level powerhouses are so tyrannical, how can they fight?

"Old rules, everyone waits for this expedition to end, go to my tower city, and the family will receive 10 million origin coins as compensation."

Ten million origin coins!

A family of 10 million, at least a few hundred million to be present!

But in He Yangsun's mouth, this number is actually without blinking an eye.

what's the situation?

Nalan Moran's face was full of confusion.

My brother is very rich?

The He family, the He family that is only a fifth-level family, is very rich?

"Thank you, Young Master He, then my Sun family in Chiyu City will not participate in this matter."

"Haha, shopkeeper He is still generous, and I, the Du family in Xuyang City, have also left."

"Ten million, young master He is generous, my Hu family in Tuyu City has nothing to say."

But in an instant, the figures surrounding him dispersed.

If you can't beat it, the benefits have already been decided, so why keep it?

Anyway, even if he fights to the death, he may not be able to bring the treasure back.

He Yangsun looked at the receding figures around him, his figure went straight up to the sky, and he stretched out his hand to grab the severed arm.

As he stretched out his hand, a bright golden light on the severed arm hit He Yangsun on the head.

This is at least level nine strength!

The protective force on a severed arm is level nine!

He Yangsun chuckled, and the war puppet rushed up behind him and spread his arms out to help him block the blow of the golden light.

He himself turned around, crossed with the war puppet, and then slashed out with a saber light.

He Yangsun and Zhan Puppet in mid-air teamed up, it was as if two eighth-level peak powerhouses were cooperating, attacking and defending without delay.

Down below, whether it was the He family or the powerhouses in other cities in the distance, their complexions changed at this moment.

"As expected of Jade Tiger He Yangsun..." An old man shook his head, his face full of helplessness and loneliness, "Young people are awesome."

"This knife is really mysterious, even the war puppet's arm didn't expect it, and it was directly cut into the body."

"Okay, this imperial puppet technique is really beautiful, people and war puppets are no longer distinguished from each other."

"This is the ultimate birth of the armor's power, right?"

Countless whispers came from around, He Yangsun had already slashed on Zhan Puppet's arm with a long knife, chopping Zhan Puppet's arm violently.

The war puppet's arm, which was originally hundreds of feet long, began to shrink, and slowly turned into a golden arm that was only as long as an ordinary person's arm, and fell into He Yangsun's hands.

"Stab—"

The moment he stretched out his hand to hold the severed arm, a nine-level battle puppet suddenly rushed out of the void and punched his head.

It was the ninth-level battle puppet that had disappeared before.

The war puppet of the ancestors of the He family.

He Yangsun seemed to have expected it, raised his hand, and put the long knife in front of his chest.

Then, the war puppet behind him flew out, and with two knives united, he slashed at the war puppet.

Before the fist of the ninth-level war puppet touched He Yangsun's head, He Yangsun's war puppet slashed his chest directly, and his whole body fell down.

"Senior, your combat skills are too outdated." He Yangsun said lightly while holding the golden severed arm.

On the war puppet that fell to the ground, streaks of golden soul power intertwined and finally dissipated.

He Yang and Sun Fei landed and walked in front of Han Muye.

"Brother, you are really too strong."

"This is the treasure of the He family that father said. You follow me to Nalan's house to meet father, and ask him to find a way to invite a god-level craftsman to put this war puppet arm on your war puppet..." Nalan Moran whispered excitedly.

It's just that he didn't finish his sentence when he saw He Yangsun respectfully holding the war puppet in his arms and sending it to Han Muye.

What's the meaning?

This kind of treasure, give it away?

Who is this guy?

Nalan Moran stared at Han Muye.

Elder Qin beside him stretched out his hand quietly and pulled him back.

Can they question the existence of He Yangsun and other talented elites who dare not face it directly?

Han Muye ignored Nalan Moran, smiled and stretched out his hand to take Zhan Puppet's arm.

"Okay, I'll take this."

After finishing speaking, he stretched his finger in the direction of He's mansion, and said softly: "There are many secrets in the statues over there, you should study it yourself."

"Maybe it will help your practice."

He Yangsun's cultivation and fighting power has been recognized by the family inheritance.

Now that he directly accepts the inheritance, he can get a lot of benefits.

At least the power of the bodyguards and puppet armor of those ancestors can be awakened.

"Thank you, Master Han, for your guidance." He Yangsun bowed respectfully.

Han Muye retracted the Zhan Puppet's arm, turned and left.

He Yangsun watched Han Muye leave, and then turned to Nalan Moran: "Remember, Master Han is someone who should always be respected."

After speaking, he strode towards the ancestral temple.

"Don't spread the matter outside today."

"Out of the ruins, come to Tacheng to find me."

He Yangsun's voice came.

The rest of the He family looked at each other with excitement on their faces.

Young master He can reward outsiders with 10 million yuan, but his own family is definitely more than this amount.

Based on this alone, this time the ruins expedition came to the right place.

Until He Yangsun entered the ancestral hall, Nalan Moran was still at a loss. He turned his head and looked at the guard behind him: "Tell me, did I make a mistake?"

All the guards dared not speak.

They are also dumbfounded.

"Go and find out, Tacheng He's family, Young Master He Yangsun, what kind of opportunities are there these years." Elder Qin turned his head to look at the crowd, and said in a low voice.

His words shocked all the guards, and they bowed hurriedly.

At the corner of the street not far from the He family's mansion, a figure walked out, and there was a trace of gleam in his eyes.

"He Yangsun is so strong?"

"With this combat power, I am afraid that even the city lord is no match."

"But the black gold war puppet is related to the secret of the war gun. If the city master wants to revive Yutao City, he must get back the war gun."

"The point is, we can't wait. People from Mingwu City will come to find He Yangsun."

"The arm of the battle puppet of the city lord of Mingwu City, such a treasure, they must take it back."

The voice slowly dissipated, and the figure also disappeared in place.

———————

A piece of golden arm was placed in front of the table, Han Muye put his hands behind his back, beside him was the Five Elements Sacred Furnace that had turned into a human form and the impatience-like Hun Chao, the golden bird.

"Take it down, hurry up." The golden bird fluttered its wings and screamed.

The golden beads transformed from chaos twirled around, approaching Zhan Puppet's arm, streaks of golden light swept across, not letting go of the slightest detail.

"It is indeed the pinnacle of refining equipment in the world."

"It's not just the aggregation of spiritual materials, but also the aggregation of refining methods." Chaos Jinzhu kept feeling.

The Five Elements Stove has stopped talking, just staring at the arm in front of him.

Han Muye was not in a hurry, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the arm.

A faint sword intent crashed into his arm.

"boom--"

Endless images rushed into his mind.

If it wasn't for the fact that his soul power was already extremely strong, these messages alone would have caused his mind to collapse.

The method of refining the prehistoric war puppet.

Back then, he had seen the refining methods of the Great Desolation War Puppet, and he himself had a Great Desolation Battle Armor.

Different prehistoric battle puppet battle armors have similar refining methods.

Precious spiritual materials, cumbersome refining process, and fine depictions of various spiritual patterns.

The whole process took nearly a hundred years.

However, the battle puppet in front of him is different from the battle armor worn by Han Muye, the era of this battle puppet is more delayed, and the means of refining tends to be more division of labor and cooperation.

After all, there are fewer and fewer powerful craftsmen who can independently refine the primordial level war puppet armor, and the power of heaven and earth in this universe is getting weaker and weaker.

Adapt or perish.

The civilization of the galaxy universe that once dominated countless practice universes has declined, the strong have disappeared, and the inheritance has continued to evolve.

In today's galaxy universe, there are very few powerful refiners who can refine the prehistoric battle puppet armor.

The vast majority of god-level refiners can only repair the prehistoric battle puppet armor that has been handed down.

This is the daily work of their god-level refiners.

The memory in the arms of the war puppet, from the initial refining process to the later becoming the battle puppet of Mingwu town, fighting in all directions, the picture is very complete.

The former city lord of Mingwu City was the master of this war puppet. Later, after the master fell, this war puppet was left behind and handed over to the descendants of the city lords in the city.

Relying on this war puppet, Mingwu City can sweep all directions and rob resources everywhere.

It's just that I didn't expect that I encountered a hard stubble here in Yutao City.

Originally, no one in Yutao City could resist the prehistoric war puppet.

Even if eighteen saints attack together, they can't resist it.

But at a critical moment, the battle gun was summoned by the lord of Yutao City with his own painstaking efforts.

That battle gun, like a berserk dragon beast, tore the arm of the war puppet apart with one impact.

And in the distance, there is another war puppet hidden in the dark, absolutely powerful.

In the end, the strong man of Mingwu City who dropped the puppet's arm left.

The war puppet's arm was also in contention, and it was acquired by the He family, and stored in the space formation under the ancestral hall.

"Black Gold Trading Company, Black Gold Battle Puppet."

Raising his hand, Han Muye whispered, and then another battle puppet was thrown out.

This is the war puppet that the He family and others snatched near the city lord's mansion before, a seventh-level war puppet.

Unexpectedly, in the memory of Honghuang's war puppet's arm, this war puppet was actually related to that battle gun.

This seventh-level battle puppet was damaged, and He Yangsun sent it to Han Muye, who hadn't paid attention to it before.

Stretching out his hand, he poured sword intent into the war puppet.

"Om—"

Memory pictures flashed in Han Muye's mind.

"Change Tiange!"

The transaction screen that appeared in that screen made Han Muye cry softly.

There are golden pavilions, among which countless material transactions flash in the light curtain of the main hall.

A black battle puppet stood guard all around.

This is the same force as the mysterious Changtian Pavilion in the prehistoric universe.

Just like the Immortal Burial City controlled by Han Muye, he could use the power of the formation to break through the void barrier and trade freely.

The power behind Changtian Pavilion in the prehistoric universe is definitely the top giant.

But in this galaxy universe, this force called Pantheon can only be a force hidden in the dark.

Compared with those strong men from the ancient times, it is difficult for the Pantheon to be on the stage.

Constantly suppressed by strong men from big cities everywhere, the Pantheon can only be stationed in small cities everywhere.

And that battle gun is a treasure of their palace.

Heaven Killing Battle Spear.

A tyrannical artifact that once swept across all worlds and broke the universe and heaven.

This artifact is the weapon of a cosmic battle puppet.

For the first time, Han Muye knew that there really was such a powerful treasure in the world that could break open a universe with one blow and then anchor the space.

This battle gun has its own rules.

This is the first time Han Muye has seen the appearance of rules in the galaxy universe.

Slowly withdrawing his palm, Han Muye's eyes were full of light.

In the fire veins underground in Yutao City, there is such a cosmic level puppet weapon!

It's not too much to take such treasures by yourself, right?