Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Space power is one of the most difficult forces in the world to control.

The rules of space are the rules that only the Dao of Heaven can fully control in most of the world.

Possess the power of space, the world is so close, so close to the world.

In front of Han Muye, streamers of light shone.

At this moment, he seemed to be thousands of miles away.

If he was transported into the void by the power of this large formation at this moment, he would be lost in the void. Even if he could find the way back, it would probably take him no idea how long it would take.

The void is layer upon layer, who can see the way ahead?

What Han Muye had to do at this moment was to leave directly and fly out of the hall that had already stimulated the power of space.

But his body was suppressed by the regular force above the battle gun, and now he couldn't move at all.

Although the war gun has no owner, it is a cosmic-level warrior capable of suppressing prehistoric-level powerhouses.

Even without a master, it also comes with a powerful force.

The body is suppressed, the power of space bursts out, is it really going to be teleported into the void?

Looking at Liu Guang in front of him, Han Muye gave a low shout.

"break--"

Following this body drinking, a faint force of blood burst out directly from his body.

A dragon crocodile appeared with its head raised to the sky and long hissing.

The body of this dragon crocodile is too long, you can't see the head and tail at all, you can only see its long tail swaying slightly.

"Boom—"

The space around Han Muye instantly shattered.

The power of the dragon and crocodile!

The overlord of the ancient prehistoric era, the existence of physical invincibility!

What about space locks?

The invincible physical strength shattered all the space around him with just one shock.

It's not that Han Muye can't break the power of space, it's just that he was too lazy to move before.

"boom--"

In an instant, countless lights shot up into the sky around the main hall.

This is the appearance of the collapse of the array foundation after the space power is chaotic.

This large formation that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years was directly shattered by the power of Han Muye's dragon and crocodile!

All kinds of suppressive treasures buried in the base of the formation flew around.

Most of these treasures have been greatly consumed due to the collapse of the large formation, and only a little power is left.

But even so, the level of these treasures is so high that each one is very valuable.

Outside the big formation, Jinniao and Hunhuang were both stunned by this scene.

"Hey, this physical body is really the overlord of the wilderness."

"This guy, doesn't he have any shortcomings at all?"

Seeing Han Muye suppressing the space power with physical strength, Jin Zhu and Jin Niao whispered.

In a flash of light, the spear in Han Muye's hand vibrated, as if he wanted to escape.

Obviously, this battle gun has its own spirituality. Feeling the great power of Han Muye, he wanted to run away.

"Want to escape?"

Looking down at the spear, Han Muye chuckled.

He grasped it in his hand, and a sudden force burst out.

The phantom of the dragon crocodile dissipated behind him, but his physical strength remained.

Directly stimulate the power of the body and suppress the power of the battle gun.

There was a tremor from the war gun, but it was completely unable to move.

It's just an unowned battle gun, and if it's in the hands of a cosmic powerhouse, it can turn the world upside down?

At this time, he, Han Muye, had inspired the strongest physical strength in the prehistoric universe!

Sword intent poured into the spear, and Han Muye's eyes shone with golden light.

Endless memories poured into his mind like a torrent.

Too many memories made Han Muye's entire head start to shake, and he didn't recover until after three breaths.

In the picture in his mind, he saw an old man in a golden robe holding a golden sledgehammer in his hand, smashing it with one hammer after another.

Every blow caused the heaven and earth to turmoil, and the clouds to swell.

"Introducing the way of heaven and earth into the weapon, this is the method of forging tools for the way of heaven."

"This method hurts the foundation of the world, and a big world of practice can only forge one handle."

"After the refining is successful, if you want to increase the strength of the soldiers, you need to feed them with the power of the Dao."

"The best way is to put this soldier in other worlds to be nurtured, and let him quietly absorb the power of the world's avenue."

The refining process of cosmic-level soldiers is the process of feeding soldiers with heaven and earth.

The power of a world can only nourish a soldier.

Han Muye understood that the black hall around him was to quietly draw the power of heaven and earth with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

This is also the reason why within tens of thousands of miles, the power of heaven and earth has become weaker and weaker, and the spiritual energy has become thinner, and it has become a desert for countless miles.

Tacheng and other cities, why there are no strong ones out, is because the warriors raised in this jade and pottery city are constantly drawing the power of heaven and earth.

No wonder the Pantheon dared not openly appear in every world.

No wonder the big forces of all parties don't want to see the Pantheon.

This kind of method of extracting the power of heaven and earth to nourish soldiers is not allowed by any force.

Han Muye also finally understood why the prehistoric-level battle armor and war puppets are the limit of the world, and the universe-level has never been seen before.

Because of the cosmic-level battle armor and war puppets, it may take countless worlds to raise one.

Even the galaxy universe can't keep many such war puppet battle armor.

It is even possible that the decline of the galaxy universe is related to the universe-level war puppet armor.

Han Muye stood on the spot, the gun in his hand vibrated lightly.

Surroundings, endless spiritual light flew towards the surroundings.

"There, there are treasures!"

"At least one treasure house has been discovered!"

In the space, everyone turned their heads to look at where Han Muye was.

Those strong men who had originally fought with He Yangsun glanced at each other before turning around and leaving.

There was light in He Yangsun's eyes, he stopped being entangled, and with a movement of his body, he rushed towards Han Muye's position faster than these people.

The long knife in his hand was shining brightly, and the war puppet knife behind him turned into wings.

Yan Ke'er pondered for a moment, and followed after her.

"boom--"

He Yangsun arrived not far from Han Muye in just a moment, seeing Han Muye motionless in the streamer, holding a battle gun in his hand, his face showed joy.

The battle gun has been obtained by Master Han!

He turned around and raised the long knife in his hand.

Several figures have rushed over.

Some people stretched out their hands to grab the scattered treasures, while others looked at Han Muye and rushed towards Han Muye, wanting to snatch the battle gun.

"roll."

The saber light in He Yangsun's hand exploded, beheading three seventh-level practitioners.

This time, he didn't keep his hand, the two battle puppets broke directly, and the seventh-level imperial puppet master who followed behind vomited blood and retreated.

Another seventh-level Armor Master's armor was shattered, and his whole body was knocked thousands of feet away, his muscles and bones shattered.

He Yangsun raised the long knife in his hand and pointed it forward.

He didn't speak again.

His knife is his mind.

"Stab—"

A long arrow flew down and pierced towards He Yangsun.

This ray of arrow light changed Yan Ke'er's expression after following her.

"Be careful, this is the Armor-Piercing Golden Light Arrow!"

Yan Ke'er let out a low cry.

The Armor-Piercing Golden Light Arrow is an extremely famous armor-piercing arrow, capable of crushing level eight battle armor with one blow.

After this arrow lighted up, several more long arrows flew out.

This Armor-Piercing Golden Light Arrow is not cheap, one is worth 500,000 Origin Coins.

He Yangsun did not retreat.

He raised the long knife in his hand, and a mysterious and bright knife light slashed down.

His saber skills were taught by Master Han, the god-slaying war puppet.

quick.

allow.

"Snapped--"

The light of the knife hit the tip of the long arrow, splitting it into two pieces.

This knife directly frightened Yan Ke'er.

How fast is the Armor-Piercing Golden Light Arrow?

Can this kind of arrow light be split with a single knife?

He Yangsun didn't stop at all, the knife in his hand and the puppet behind his back shot at the same time.

Every time the knife is cut, a long golden arrow is split into two pieces.

When the light of the saber in his hand dissipated, all the long arrows in front of him also disappeared.

"Good sword skills..." Yan Ke'er said in a low voice, and turned her gaze to the direction behind He Yangsun.

There, Han Muye stood still with a spear in his hand.

The long spear in Master Han's hand was the powerful existence whose arms had been broken off by a single blow, even his Mingwu town battle puppets and prehistoric war puppets left over from the ancient times.

Yan Ke'er was also moved by such treasures.

But she didn't do it.

As the young city lord of Mingwu City, she has come into contact with her own town war puppet.

Even if one arm is severed, its powerful strength cannot be approached by oneself.

These powerful war puppets and soldiers have no strength, and they don't even have the qualifications to approach.

Master Han is now able to hold the Heaven Slaughter Battle Spear in his hand, which shows that his strength is absolutely unimaginably tyrannical.

"Boom—"

An eighth-level armor master was chopped off by He Yangsun's long sword, and his armor was broken.

But in the next moment, several eighth-level powerhouses rushed forward.

Yan Ke'er frowned, raised her hand to attract, and her war puppet rushed out.

"boom--"

Her war puppet blocked a black-armored war puppet.

The moment she slashed the puppet, the puppet who had been disguised as a level seven had no choice but to strike with all his strength.

Grade nine!

A ninth-level war puppet is going to sneakily attack He Yangsun.

He Yangsun and the war puppet at his side blocked those eighth-level powerhouses with long swords, turned to look at Yan Ke'er, and nodded slightly.

Yan Ke'er resisted a ninth-level powerhouse, and He Yangsun entangled with several eighth-level powerhouses.

He stood on the spot without taking a step back, blocking Han Muye behind him.

"Rush over and grab the battle gun!" Someone shouted, and then turned into a flowing wind, bypassed He Yangsun, and headed for Han Muye's location.

There was a golden light in He Yangsun's eyes, he slashed out with both knives, and then flew to block the figure rushing towards Han Muye.

At this moment, two black war puppets flew out, stabbing He Yangsun head-on with spears in their hands.

Level 18, Level 19!

The eighth-level war puppet blocked He Yangsun's path, and stabbed his forehead with a long spear.

The ninth-level battle puppet spear appeared at the back of his head, and Senhan exploded directly above the spear.

At this moment, He Yangsun seemed to be in a desperate situation.

Yan Ke'er's complexion changed drastically, and it was too late to rescue her.

He Yangsun clenched the two sabers tightly in his hands, and at this moment, he did not hide or retreat at all, and slashed forward with the saber.

"boom--"

Behind him, the war puppet with a long knife piercing through the void stood in front of the ninth-level war puppet.

This knife can't stop a ninth-level powerhouse.

The blade only slightly hindered the speed of the spear's forward thrust, and it was already picked away.

The cyan spear point was just a flash, and it had already pierced He Yangsun Zhan Puppet's shoulder.

The spear pierced through the body.

The eighth-level powerhouse who blocked He Yangsun in front had already been slashed back.

He Yangsun didn't look back, and directly slashed towards the rear with a single knife.

The moment he slashed with the blade, the war puppet who was stabbed in the shoulder suddenly raised his arm and held the spear that had pierced his body.

The face of the imperial puppet master who controlled the ninth-level war puppet changed drastically.

The cooperation between He Yangsun and his puppet has reached an unimaginable level.

This is simply the unity of man and puppet!

This is the most desired state of the puppet masters in the world, and the puppet masters and the puppet masters have the same mind.

Yan Ke'er also looked envious.

"Boom—"

He Yangsun's long sword repelled the ninth-level war puppet, and the long spear broke.

Just as he was about to turn around, several figures rushed towards him, and then fell with knives and guns.

"boom--"

A dark fist protruded from behind He Yangsun, knocking away all the figures rushing towards him with one punch.

A golden-red streamer flashed on the body of the Slaughter God War Puppet, and the light in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

With a movement of his figure, he broke through the void directly, and appeared in front of an old man in black robe.

The old man's complexion changed, and his body was covered with black armor.

Nine grades!

This old man is clearly also level nine, but he is hiding here.

Obviously, there is a conspiracy.

God Slaughter and War Puppet shot directly, not giving him a chance at all.

"Boom—"

Covered in black armor, the old man raised his long sword and stabbed out.

But the long sword shattered directly under the punch of the Slaughter God War Puppet.

The old man's body also crashed into pieces.

This blow stunned everyone around.

A ninth-level powerhouse, shattered with one blow!

He Yangsun paused for a moment, and stood there with horror in his eyes.

Yan Ke'er covered her mouth, for fear that she would cry out in surprise.

A level nine powerhouse can't even block a single blow!

It's not that it can't be stopped, it's a one-hit kill.

This level of strength is holy level?

Saint level, you can't kill level 9 so easily, right?

The strong men around who were about to attack Han Muye all backed away in fear.

too strong!

The blow of God Slaughter and Battle Puppet made everyone dare not score another half point.

Although the treasure is good, you have to take it with your life.

In midair, two figures flew down.

The ninth-level powerhouse, Xu Chengjia, looked gloomy.

Beside him, an old man in a gray robe had a dignified look on his face.

"Hold him for three breaths." The gray-robed old man whispered, then moved towards Han Muye.

The moment the old man moved, Xu Chengjia also reached out, and streams of light struck at the God-Slaying Battle Puppet, turning them into chains.

Entangling three breaths is not fighting.

This task is a little easier.

Watching the gray-robed old man charge towards Han Muye, He Yangsun raised his hand and slashed out with his long knife.

But he slashed in the air.

As soon as the old man flickered, he passed through the streamer in front of him and landed in front of Han Muye.

This is not because he used his own cultivation to get through it, but because he himself controlled the power of this great formation!

Standing in front of Han Muye, he raised his hand, and a stream of golden-gray light exploded in his palm.

"Om—"

The already shattered large formation flickered with the last gleam of light, pressing towards Han Muye head-on.

"Let me see, what are you capable of, that you dare to use the Heaven Slaughtering Spear." The gray-robed old man led the remnant power of the formation, and smashed it to the top of Han Muye's head, showing a trace of coldness on his face.

The halo was like a cage, imprisoning Han Muye in it.

The power of a large formation can suppress god-level powerhouses!

The old man in gray robe stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear held in Han Muye's hand.

It was only when he held the gun body with his palm that his expression changed drastically.

"Boom—"

His whole arm shattered!

The force from the battle gun shattered his arm and shook his muscles and bones.

"Holy level?" Han Muye raised his head, looked at the old man's pale face, and said indifferently, "You alone are not qualified to hold this battle gun, are you?"

He looked up and looked at the void ahead.

"Since you're here, let's do it."

"If not, I will take this battle gun away."

As his words fell, there was a void in front of him, and the golden palm was suddenly pressed down.

Honghuang, war puppet!