Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Master Tu Sun's complexion changed, only to see two streams of light coming from the sky in the distance!

"Hu Zixu, the elder of the Black Tiger Clan."

"Hu Yumei, the elder of the white fox clan."

Master Tu Sun spoke in a low voice, then turned his head slightly: "Boy, I'm afraid we won't be able to run away this time."

Three heavens.

Three Heavens Nascent Soul Third Stage!

In the land of the Western Frontier, who can resist this level of combat power?

With these three forces today, it is enough to sweep the western border.

Three great monsters in the heavenly realm hang in the sky, and all the practitioners below seem to be crushed by a giant mountain.

Those practitioners who only had Peiyuan Cultivation Base vomited blood, and cracked every inch of their bones.

Above Pei Yuan, Qi Condensation Cultivation Base, can only support it.

Huang Laoliu supported Lu Qingping, whose face was bloodless, and his eyes fell into the distance.

Over there, Tang Chi and the people in black robes around him sneered, as if they were waiting quietly.

Beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan was holding the little white fox in his arms, and the little white fox stared at the figure of the big white fox clan demon in the sky, with a bright halo flowing in his eyes.

"It is said that the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan is going all out to deal with the attack of Zhongzhou. The three supreme overhaulers came to Yunchao Ridge. Are they really disregarding the clan?"

Han Muye, who was standing behind Master Tu Sun, looked up at the front and spoke in a low voice.

This is what he knew from Feng Che Saber.

The demon clan is not a monolith.

And of the three who came today, one of them has something to do with him, Han Muye.

His words made Master Tu Sun's eyes light up, and his eyes fell on the three Nascent Soul Third Stage monsters in front of him.

"Fellow daoist Zixu, Junior Sister Hu, we are also old friends."

"What price did this old man pay for you to take action?"

"I triple it."

Hearing Master Tu Sun's words, the big man with black tiger stripes on his face didn't change his expression, and the young female cultivator in white wearing a moon-white dress smiled slightly.

"Senior Brother Tu, you still do business like this."

The female nun smiled slightly, turned her eyes from Master Tu Sun, swept down, and then stared at Han Muye.

"Guardian of the sword pavilion?"

Han Muye nodded.

The nun laughed and looked at Han Muye: "You know what my fox clan asked for."

Fox clan.

Of course Han Muye knew what the fox clan wanted.

The elder of the fox clan, he was even the one who let Hu Taisheng attract him.

In the battle between the Southern Wilderness and the Central Province, not many of the Southern Wilderness powerhouses can be transferred to the Western Border.

Three Nascent Soul Third Stage is already the limit.

Rather than come to someone else, Tathagata is a man of the White Fox clan.

When Han Muye released Hu Taisheng's remnant soul, he asked him to go to the Southern Wilderness and tell the fox clan's sword pavilion to suppress the reincarnation of the fox clan's great demon.

Today, a strong man from the Southern Wilderness Fox Clan has indeed been attracted.

Han Muye took a deep breath, then looked at Hu Yumei, the elder of the white fox clan: "senior, I can give you what the white fox clan asks for. I hope you can quit today."

Hearing his words, Feng Hanxiao and the big black tiger frowned.

Who is this son?

Does he still have friendship with the fox clan?

Hu Yumei laughed and nodded, "That's natural."

"If I can get what my fox clan asks for, I won't intervene today, just turn around and leave."

Han Muye said, "senior please come with me."

After he finished speaking, he flew down.

Hu Yumei's figure turned into nothingness in the same place.

Han Muye landed in front of Huang Laoliu and Lu Qingping, then turned to Gao Xiaoxuan who was standing aside.

Hu Yumei fell behind him, staring at the little white fox held in Gao Xiaoxuan's hands.

"aunt……"

Hu Yumei's face showed a trace of grief, and she let out a low voice.

The little white fox moved in Gao Xiaoxuan's arms and seemed to be reluctant to leave.

Gao Xiaoxuan stroked the little white fox's back, and then let go.

Hu Yumei raised her hand and took the little white fox in her hand.

Gao Xiaoxuan stared at Hu Yumei and said solemnly, "She wants to go back to her clan."

"You have to protect her."

"If she is hurt in the slightest, I will take her away."

Hu Yumei nodded, hugged the little white fox and whispered, "I understand."

Gao Xiaoxuan took another look at the little white fox, then turned to look at Huang Lao Liu.

"Sixth brother, I think being a man is really fun."

There was a bright look in his eyes.

"Following you to collect Spirit Stones at Jiange, choose swords, all are interesting things."

"And the meat, the wine you secretly gave me."

"all good."

Looking at Lu Qingping beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan said softly, "Sister Six, Brother Six, I really envy you."

He shook his head with a light smile on his face: "I'm so tired, I don't want to be a human anymore."

"I'll still be a sword."

When the voice fell, his figure dissipated and turned into a bright long sword, which fell into Huang Lao Liu's hands.

Huang Laoliu held the sword in one hand and Lu Qingping in the other, staring at Hu Yumei who was holding the little white fox.

Lu Qingping bit her lip and clenched Huang Lao Liu's arm tightly.

"boom--"

In the sky, there was a roar, and a Sword Ray blocked the two jet black Monster Qi.

Still got it going.

Hu Yumei glanced at Han Muye and Huang Laoliu, and said lightly, "I hope you all survive."

After speaking, she hugged the little white fox, and with a movement, she turned into a breeze and left.

The three big demons of Nascent Soul Third Stage left one, and there are two more.

The two shot in mid-air, suppressing Master Tu Sun, causing him to retreat.

Master Tu Sun is the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier.

But facing the two Nascent Soul Third Stage, he could only retreat.

Manpower, after all, has its limits.

In the sky, the streamers are intertwined, and Sword Qi and the demon light pervade the sky.

For such a battle group, Han Muye couldn't do it even if he wanted to help Master Tu Sun.

"Han Muye."

A voice came.

Han Muye turned his head and saw Yang Dingshan, the Sect Leader of Mingshan Sword Sect in a green robe, standing not far away.

"Tell Yang Mingxuan not to collect the body for me."

"If I really have the ability, I will take back the Sect Leader of the Mingshan Sword Sect in the future." Gu Dung Yang Dingshan finished speaking, and before Han Muye could answer, his figure had already risen from the ground.

"Senior Brother Tu, Yang Dingshan is here."

"The little demon in the Southern Wilderness, do you really think that I have no one in the western border?"

The sword turned into mountains, like ten thousand zhang peaks.

Yang Dingshan's body is integrated into the mountains, making the whole mountain more solid.

Sword power.

The sword is the mountain, and the body is the stone.

"boom--"

The giant mountain slammed into a dark Monster Qi, causing the big monster to pause for a moment.

Half step heaven, anti-war heaven Nascent Soul Third Stage.

It can make the big monster shake, and it can be seen that Yang Dingshan's combat power is strong.

"Hmph, courting death."

In the sky, Feng Hanxiao, who was holding a long knife, let out a low voice, raised his hand and slashed heavily.

The knife light led the clouds in the sky, like a roaring dragon, and slammed into the giant mountain.

"boom--"

Ten thousand feet of mountains roared, and then was cut in half by a knife.

Yang Dingshan's figure was revealed, standing in mid-air, Dingding looked at Feng Hanxiao, sighed softly, and turned into nothingness.

Half step heavenly powerhouse, a famous sword cultivator in the Western Xinjiang, Mingshan Sword Sect Sect Leader Yang Dingshan, fell.

First Stage Cultivation Base First Stage Heaven and Earth, Heaven, is Heaven.

Half step heaven, unable to stop the blow of the Nascent Soul Third Stage powerhouse.

Even the Half-step Heaven Realm who understands the sword situation can't stop it.

"boom--"

Yang Dingshan sacrificed his sword to block the wind and cold whistles, allowing Master Tu Sun a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, and then recklessly struck with the long stick in the hand of the black tiger.

At this moment, the sword in Master Tu Sun's hand turned into a heavenly dragon, Sword Ray was cold, and he didn't step back, the hard-topped Nascent Soul Third Stage's Hu Zixu, and the Half Step did not retreat.

"Hu Zixu, Feng Hanxiao, you can't kill me today, Master Tu Sun. In the next day, I will go to the Southern Wilderness and kill you Black Tiger Cloud Leopard Clan!"

Master Tu Sun gritted his teeth and shouted, the Sword intent on his body condensed into dragon shadows one after another.

"boom--"

With a sword, the long dragon hit Hu Zixu's long stick, knocking Hu Zixu back a step.

Nascent Soul Second Stage repels Nascent Soul Third Stage.

This sword made Hu Zixu look gloomy, and the Monster Qi on his body continued to condense.

Feng Hanxiao, who killed Yang Dingshan behind him, shone with a knife in his hand.

"Zheng Wangyuan, Lingdao Sect, ask senior for advice."

A voice sounded.

The Elder of the Spiritual Dao Sect with long robes and big sleeves, Zheng Wangyuan, the Half-step Heaven Realm overhauler, stepped out in one step, and struck Feng Hanxiao with a jade-bone pleated fan in his hand.

"Hmph, ants, are you courting death?"

Feng Hanxiao snorted coldly, the knife light in his hand collided with Zheng Wangyuan's folding fan with a dull light and shadow.

"Thorn-"

The folding fan shattered, Zheng Wangyuan's body was shaken, he was knocked out a hundred meters away, his body trembled, and then his body collapsed.

Above his head, a shining Gold Core flew out, and only flew a few feet. Feng Hanxiao had already laughed, grabbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"A rare good thing."

"Who else will die?"

After swallowing Zheng Wangyuan Gold Core, Feng Hanxiao laughed out loud.

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen Lu Hao, come to die."

A voice sounded.

"He Chang, Yuntai Taoist Sect, is willing to die."

"Wind Spirit Sword Sect, Chang Yuanhe."

...

"Sun Mu of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

A series of voices sounded, and one after another, the Half-step Heaven Realm, the Golden Core practitioners flew up, rushing towards the Nascent Soul Third Stage's big demon wind and howling.

Looking at those dying figures, the double swords behind Han Muye kept vibrating.

As a sword cultivator, if there is no such passion in the heart, what kind of sword do you need to cultivate?

He turned his head, glanced at Huang Lao Liu, and then his body shot straight into the sky.

What about the Heavenly Demon?

There is only death!

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen, Li Xixi is willing to die."

In Han Muye's ear, Li San's voice sounded.

"I still have half of Calabash wine, do you want to drink it?" Li San threw a small Calabash at Han Muye.

Han Muye grabbed it, bit off the stopper, and took a gulp.

Cool and bland.

water.

Isn't this water just wine?

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and two swords staggered out from behind him.

Two Sword intents poured into the body of the sword, and the sword beam slammed into a hundred zhang.

Above his head, Sword intents rose up one after another, condensing into a hundred-zhang sword shadow.

Xuan Yang Jue is divided into three parts, the soul is a sword, the sword is condensed, the body is transformed into a sword, the sword is a soldier, the sword is condensed, the sword is raised, and the sword is raised.

The three tactics are combined into one, and the body can be the sword, the gods can be the sword, and the qi can be the sword.

At this time, Han Muye merged with the ninety Sword intents in Qi Sea and turned into one sword.

This sword is sharper than the sword of the soul.

Han Muye flew towards the place where Sword Ray Monster Qi exploded.

There, Master Tu Sun and the big demon Hu Zixu were fighting with all their might.

"senior, cooperate again?"

Han Muye exclaimed.

Master Tu Sun, who was fighting Hu Zixu with all his strength, stepped back a hundred feet and looked at the blue Sword Ray above Han Muye's head.

A sword shadow no less than the sword of the soul!

How many backhands does Han Muye have?

"it is good!"

"This time, five or five!"

"No, six or four, you six and I four!"

Master Tu Sun roared loudly, the sword baby above his head exploded, and he stretched out his hand to mobilize the Sword intent above Han Muye's head.

The cyan Sword Ray started, and the Sword intent, which was originally suppressed by the demon cloud, suddenly rose.

Countless long swords roared, and the sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Master Tu Sun can feel that this Sword Intent sword is much more solid than the previous sword of the soul!

With this sword, can he cut Nascent Soul Third Stage?

"Feng Hanxiao, kill that kid!"

Hu Zixu saw the key and let out a low growl.