Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Lingdao Sect Zhou Chenggang.

Spirit Daoist Inner Sect Gold Core Elder, powerful and powerful, is above the cloud head at this time.

Hearing the Daoist's words, Zhou Chenggang snorted coldly and said coldly, "Zhou has practiced for 500 years and killed countless people, how can he remember such trivial matters."

do not remember.

little things.

Just like that Confucian scholar's wife, it's a trivial matter, right?

On Jiangxin Island, those Sect elites bowed their heads.

On the bank of the river, some people looked up at the sky, and some people turned their heads.

Sure enough, in the eyes of the great Sect and the great cultivator, the life of an ordinary practitioner is not much more valuable than that of an ant...

Standing on the head of the cloud is a man from heaven.

A look of pain flashed across the face of the Qingpao Daoist standing on the bank of the river, and then he laughed.

"Okay, it's a small thing, it's really a small thing..."

"I, Jiang Qihe, also take this as a trivial matter, and keep telling myself, don't think, don't think, don't think..."

"If you want to live well, don't think about it."

"Lingdao Sect, if you can't provoke it, if you provoke it, you won't be able to live."

Qingpao Daoist's face was full of desolation, he turned his head to look around, and then raised his head: "This matter is mentioned today, I am afraid that Jiang Qi will not be able to live?"

"Han Banxian said that he cultivated himself, and also said that he practiced for himself to have the power to draw a sword when something bad happened to him."

"Han Banxian, tell me, you let me Jiang Qi die, how can I see Zhou Chenggang die in front of me?"

See Zhou Chenggang's death?

Spirit Dao Sect Gold Core overhaul, Xijiang, who can make him die?

Who can answer this question?

If Han Muye speaks, is he going to confront Lingdao Sect?

Between heaven and earth, there is silence again.

One after another spiritual sense, one after another gaze, casts on the figure sitting on the bluestone.

No Spiritual Qi diffuses, no Sword Qi rises.

The figure sitting on the bluestone, like a mortal.

Han Muye raised his head with a calm expression on his face.

He looked in the direction of Jiang An and said lightly, "Ask me a question, and you need to pay Spirit Stones."

Pay Spirit Stones, and answer!

Han Muye to answer!

Above the clouds, the ancestor of the Mu family frowned and looked at Tuoba Cheng: "Tuoba fellow daoist, this..."

The others on the cloud head also turned to look at Tuobacheng.

At this time, the only one who can stop Han Muye is probably Tuoba, right?

In front of Lingdao Sect, there is a flash of spiritual light in the eyes of Wanhua Zhenren.

Tuobacheng looked at Han Muye below, his expression did not change at all: "I also want to hear what this kid has to say."

want to hear...

On the cloud head, the corners of many people's mouths twitched.

Is there anyone who pits their own Sect disciples like this?

As long as Han Muye speaks, today, I'm afraid it won't end!

On the bank of the river, Jiang Qi laughed.

"Han Banxian is Han Banxian after all."

"Today, Jiang Qi's life and death are all over. I just hope that in the future, Han Banxian can tell me the answer."

After speaking, Jiang Qi flew up.

"Cultivation, isn't that how you live your own life!"

"Zhou Chenggang, Jiang Qi is here today for a treat!"

People are in the air, Jiang Qi's figure is getting slower and slower.

Forbidden formation, who can rush from the river bank to the cloud head?

At this moment, Jiang Qi took action, and the challenge was not Zhou Chenggang, but the Spirit Dao Sect, the rules set by the Spirit Dao Sect, and the countless Gold Core overhauls on the Spirit Dao Sect and Yuntou!

A mere local enlightenment, to challenge most of the Western Xinjiang powerhouses!

On Jiang Qi, Spiritual Qi was burning.

He gritted his teeth, his blood seemed to be ignited, and he seemed to use all his strength just to rush to the cloud head.

But heaven-defying thousands of feet, Jiang Qi's figure gradually stabilized.

He can never get up.

"Middle State Law."

"Xijiang rules."

"What a resemblance."

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.

He stood up slowly, staring at the distant sky.

"You have to watch the Confucian scholar cut off his fingers, cut his tongue and gouge out his eyes, and then your hearts will be shaken."

"If you have to sit back and watch Jiang Qi fall in front of you, you will be angry."

"Hehe, where's your sword?"

"Cultivation like this is just another use for thousands of years."

The voice fell, and Han Muye flew up!

Fly, rush to the sky!

"Jiang Qi, ask me how I can make Zhou Chenggang die in front of you."

"This question is free."

Under Han Muye's feet, there was a white feather.

His hand was on the hilt of the sword.

"Zhou Chenggang, come down and die!"

Come down and die!

The sound shook hundreds of miles!

"Kuraga-"

Sword, unsheathed!

This is the answer!

What about drawing swords for irrelevant people?

Jian Xiu, the sword is in hand, and when to draw the sword, all depends on the joy in the heart.

Today, this sword is not drawn, how can it run smoothly?

On Jiangxin Island, everyone looked up.

Watching Han Muye draw his sword into the sky.

Among the tens of thousands of people, the one who draws his sword to the sky is the only one!

Above the cloud head, there are countless Gold Cores, one person draws his sword, and he will die without regrets!

At this moment, what everyone saw was a real Sword Immortal.

Fairy, be happy!

"Hmph, arrogant."

Master Wanhua gave a cold drink, raised his hand, and pointed.

"Om-"

This finger, like a pillar, descended from the sky and hit the top of Han Muye's head.

Endless coercion, bring the Gangfeng Wanjun!

"Wanhua fellow daoist, is it a bad rule to shoot at the disciples?" At this moment, Tuoba Cheng shouted loudly, and the White Tiger phantom behind him condensed.

White Tiger roared and rammed into the sky-high finger.

"Bam—"

The White Tiger shattered, and that finger rubbed Han Muye's body and fell onto the Jialing River.

The water waves rolled, setting off thousands of turbulent waves.

The water submerged Jiangxin Island, and the water vapor swelled up, causing the disciples on the island to fly up.

Since you got up, why not draw your sword?

Below, a Sword Ray rose.

Then, the second pass.

The third way.

Fourth way.

Countless ways!

Water waves Shrouding the Heavens, I don't know where Sword Ray came from.

The water vapor filled the air, Sword intent penetrated Sword Ray and hit the sky.

Han Muye let out a long laugh and threw the Cloud Dragon Sword in his hand.

The long sword merged with the countless Sword Intent Sword Qi below and turned into a giant sword of three thousand feet.

The smile on Han Muye's face deepened.

From those sword intents that matched, he felt the depth of the Infernal Dao Sect, the lightness of the Moon Flower Sword Sect, the fiery heat of the Fire Spirit Dao sect, and the etherealness of the Yuntai Dao sect...

The general trend of Western Xinjiang is all in this sword!

The long sword roared and slashed down at the cloud head!

Master Wanhua had a cold face, snorted lowly, raised his hand and waved, but his expression changed drastically!

The power of the great formation, which could easily defeat this sword, did not respond at this time.

What about the power of the great formation that gathers most of the powerhouses in the Western Xinjiang?

More than a thousand Gold Core overhauls, half step heaven, and even the great formation formed by the aggregation of digital heaven, are not under his control!

Master Wanhua turned his head and saw silence!

Some bowed their heads, some lowered their eyes, and some sneered.

Above the clouds, Jiucheng practitioners did not lend their strength to the great formation!

Just relying on the power of 10% of the Gold Core can't stop the Sword Ray gathering the power of tens of thousands of Sect elites below!

What's more, Han Muye's envoy is still a Magic Treasures sword.

Can't stop!

The real person Wanhua moved and disappeared.

Walk firmly.

Walking left the surroundings in a daze.

Leaving made the overhaul of the Spiritual Dao Sect Gold Core, named Zhou Chenggang, dumbfounded.

The No. 1 expert in Western Xinjiang, escaped?

The elder, who has been relying on his family, left himself and escaped?

Sword Ray, come down.

"boom--"

The cloud head was split in half.

Standing in the same place, Zhou Chenggang, the elder of Lingdao Sect, followed the clouds and exploded.

With one sword, kill the Gold Core Elder of the Spirit Dao Sect!

The cloud head rolled, and it was difficult to gather.

Between the heavens and the earth, only the long sword slashed, and the qi that it brought up roared.

Han Muye held the sword in his hand, and his figure was suspended in the void. He lowered his head and said, "Jiang Qi, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Qi, who was still in the same place, smiled up to the sky, tears all over his face.

"Satisfied, satisfied... Haha, for more than 300 years, I, Jiang Qi, have never had such a happy life."

"Cultivation like this is the joy."

Jiang Qi bowed deeply to Han Muye, and then shouted, "Thank you, Jiang Qi, for today's matter, Han Xianxian's righteous shot."

"If Jiang Qi doesn't die, Han Banxian will do whatever he wants."

"Why do you want to die?" Han Muye turned his head and looked at the cloud head, who was cut in two: "Is Lingdao Sect going to kill you?"

"I killed people, and this hatred should also be counted on me."

The sword in his hand slowly returned to its sheath, his hands behind his back, and he fell slowly.

"If anyone comes to me for revenge, I will kill him."

"If no one dares to seek revenge from me, I will be happy."

"How happy is this kind of practice?" How happy!

Looking at Han Muye, who was in the air and fell step by step, countless people showed envy in their eyes.

In front of the first person in the Western Xinjiang, he drew his sword to kill.

Jian Xiu Jian in hand, the world can fight.

This is the practice.

Until Han Muye landed on the bluestone where the tide was falling and the water was steaming, the sky didn't respond in the slightest.

Neither the Spirit Dao Sect nor the Gold Cores of the various sects made a sound, nor did they make a move.

Han Muye shook his head, put away his long sword, waved his hand, and a circle fell in front of him, and then aura rose up, isolating outsiders' exploration.

In the sky, Jiang Qi also landed on the bank of the river, and then strode away.

No one stopped.

Who dares?

Han Muye in the formation light curtain watched Jiang Qi leave with a smile on his face.

After today, the power of the Spirit Dao Sect in the Western Border is gone!

In the cultivation world, it takes thousands of years to gather power, but to collapse, it only takes a sword!

If Daoist Wanhua made a hard shot just now and suppressed him Han Muye with his absolute strength, the Spirit Dao Sect would still be the Spirit Dao Sect, the largest sect in the Western Border.

Unfortunately, the real Wanhua dare not.

He backed away in front of Sword Ray, who gathered countless Sword intents and Sword Qis, and let Sword Ray kill his own Sect Elder.

Today, not only has the power of the Lingdao Sect collapsed, but the power of Master Wanhua has also been cut off with a single sword.

In the future, the Western Frontier, where Wanzong competes for the front, will no longer be suppressed by anyone!

Han Muye turned his head and saw that the whole Jiangxin Island was full of fighting intent.

I believe that today's sword of heaven-defying will take root and sprout in the hearts of these Sect elites.

One day, everyone will dare to draw a sword!

"Hey, it's a pity, I really want to feel the power of the Seven Star Lunar Sun."

"Speaking of which, the last time Yuan Tianjian used this move was ten thousand years ago."

Oiwa Daoist muttered.

Seven Star Day!

The power of the seven sword pills is aggregated, and the combat power is multiplied, which can kill the heavens.

When Han Muye got the Jade Chen Sword Pill, with seven sword pills in his hand, he could set up this powerful Seven-Star Luminous Sun Sword Formation.

Hearing Daoist Daoist's words, Zhao Yunlong echoed: "It's really a pity, I can't see Daoist brother show his style."

"Speaking of which, what's the story between brother and that Yuchen Jianwan? The moonlight is just right tonight, why don't you come and listen?"

...

One night of practice, the sky lit up, Purple Qi from the East.

On Jiangxin Island, someone screamed.

Then, one after another silhouettes flashed, or riding the waves with the sword, or walking away with the black armored fish.

No one surrounds Lingdao Sect, and no one waits for Jiuxuan Jianmen.

As Han Muye said, live for yourself, why look at other people's faces?

Han Muye put away the formation plate, laughed long, long jade feathers appeared under his feet, and flew down on the river.

Before he could leave, Gu Yuanlong had already stepped out, rushing in front of him, running into the sky.

For a time, tens of thousands of elites from various sects did not give in, and Sword Ray Spiritual Qi reflected the river into a splendid splendor.

At some point in the sky, the cloud head that merged into one, and on both sides of the river bank, everyone has a strange look in their eyes.

These Sect elites, Nirvana overnight, have a different style on their bodies!

Going against the current, and encountering difficulties and dangers, there is absolutely no need for anyone to organize, and someone will naturally take action.

There was a water area that was narrower than Luoyan Gorge, and hundreds of sword cultivators shot directly, and with just a few swords, they shattered the mountain walls of the river bank.

When encountering the shoal, they raised their hands and dragged the 100,000-pound black turtle along, and some directly grabbed the black turtle and ran through the Jinkong formation.

When they encountered Baizhang Waterfall, a thousand soil vein elites joined forces to crush the waterfall abruptly.

For more than ten consecutive days, countless elites on the river showed dazzling brilliance.

Some of the leading figures created by the various sects are still shining, and some have long been replaced by those with outstanding combat power.

The sword-chasing faction Hu Wusheng, who was invited to fight by the waves on the river, was unknown before, but he ran rampant on the river and picked eighteen sword cultivators in a row, and was known as the dragon across the river.

Yu Huachen, who shattered half of the mountain with one punch and cut off the river's three breaths, was only a low-ranking existence in the Wood Spirit Dao before.

Of course, even if Han Muye has never shot again, no one will forget that he smashed the cloud platform with one sword and killed the Gold Core overhaul of the Spirit Dao Sect with one sword.

Han Muye has a Magic Treasures sword in his hand.

The flying white feathers are Magic Treasures, and the long sword that kills is Magic Treasures.

In the cultivation world of Western Xinjiang, who can be like this Han exiled with two Magic Treasures per person?

Really worthy of the name of exile!

...

The sunset sits and talks, and the sunrise chases the waves retrograde.

On both sides of the river bank, at night, they rely on those major repairers to spread the Taoist quotations of the Sect elites.

Above the clouds, the atmosphere became more and more strange.

When Master Wanhua of Lingdao Sect was away, everyone was talking and laughing.

As soon as the real Wanhua came, there was no sound.

On the river, Han Muye ordered Bai Yu to walk, but he held a Jade Slip in his hand.

This is a bird delivered to him, given to him by Jin Jialin.

According to Jade Slip, a branch of the black turtle demon clan had traced back to the source, passed through the Daxue Mountain, and headed to the northern region.

Originally, this Spirit Armor Monster Race was going to multiply in the Northern Territory.

It's just that the northern region is bitter and cold, and this branch expands slowly.

But a few years ago, the Sword King of the Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory drew his sword and split the mountain to suppress this Spirit Armored Monster Race.

This demon clan, known as the snow demon in the northern region, asked the black armor demon clan for help.

This is the only time that the Black Armored Monster Clan went back to the source and formed an alliance with the Western Border Spirit Dao Sect.

Jade Slip also mentioned that the Black Armored Monster Clan also traced the origin of the strong, and fought against Qingtong in the South Desolate Waters. Although most of them were blocked, there were still a few who quietly went north.

As for Shenglongtai, it was set up by Yuan Tianjian to suppress Daoist, a powerful outsider.

The great cultivator, relying on burning the soul and blood of Sect's disciples, and using the treasure as a barrier, entrenched in the ground and could not escape.

Yuan Tianjian used the thirteen Dinghai pillars in the East China Sea to suppress the water potential.

For this matter, Yuan Tianjianzun used the dragon Pearl that he killed at the beginning to exchange Dinghaizhu with the Jiaolong clan in the East China Sea, so that the Jiaolong clan knew that there were relics of the fall of the dragon in the western border.

Qingtong went back to the source just to find opportunities.

Jade Slip also mentioned the transaction between the Lingjia monster clan and Wanhua real person.

The real Wanhua exchanged the opportunity of Qingze Lake and Shenglong off the stage, and the black turtle demon gave him various treasures and two top-quality Spirit Stones.

Seeing the superb Spirit Stones message, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

When beheading the Heavenly Realm monster, its personal space was also chopped up. Many treasures were turned into nothingness, but none of the top-quality Spirit Stones existed.

Is that not delivered yet, or has it been handed over to Master Wanhua?

Master Wanhua has been using three top-quality Spirit Stones to open the space passage outside the Profound Sky World.

If the space channel is opened, it will inevitably attract experts from outside the world.

This needs to be stopped.

The messages on Jade Slip are secret.

It seems that the Jiaolong clan really did their best to repay Han Muye.

Putting away the Jade Slip, Han Muye turned his gaze forward.

There, snow-capped mountains, towering into the clouds.

At the junction of the Western Border and the Northern Territory, the snow-capped mountains are just in front of you.

Above the river, the sound of long howls came one after another.

Sword Ray and aura are as blazing as the sun.

In the past ten days, I do not know how many Sect elites Cultivation Base breakthrough bottleneck.

Even on the river bank, many people have been promoted to Cultivation Base and their mood has improved.

Traveling one hundred thousand miles, on one hundred thousand miles, such a harvest is hard to come by in a hundred years.

Today, it's time for feathering and mortal transformation.

In front of the Rising Dragon Stage today, it must be a battle between dragons and tigers, and all means are gathered.

There was a hint of hesitation on Han Muye's face.

"boom--"

Ahead, under the snow-capped mountains, golden dragon-patterned columns appeared.

Thirteen pillars are in the center, surrounded by nearly a hundred stone pillars with pale blue aura.

The cylinder is about 1 zhang high and one zhang square.

To compete for the nine factions, you need to occupy thirteen golden dragon pillars first.

Guarding the Dragon Pillar, the first to raise the Dragon Pillar to the sky is the No. 1 Sect in Western Xinjiang.

In the sky, a long sword hangs quietly there.

The sword of Zhu Shen, the elder of Jiu Xuan Jianmen's sword pavilion.

In Han Muye's eyes, there was a hint of deep coldness.

Everyone flew up and stood under the snow-capped mountains, quietly watching the dragon pillars.

A hundred thousand miles to trace the source, only for the present.

In the sky, above the clouds, those Gold Core overhauls are full of anticipation.

Shangyang Demon Sect Sect Leader Li Mubai turned to look at Master Wanhua.

The real Wanhua chuckled lightly and said lightly, "Don't worry, Li Sect Leader, the treasure that was suppressed under the Shenglongtai is endless. As long as the dragon pillars of the Shenglongtai are raised, we can get it without breaking a sweat."

"Relax, of course." Li Mubai whispered with a calm expression.

Below, Lu Qingchen of Lingdao Sect turned his head to look at Han Muye who was coming slowly, sneered, and flew forward.

Behind him, the disciples of the Spiritual Dao Sect were also covered in Spiritual Qi and intertwined to the Dragon Pillar.

"boom--"

A Sword Ray flew out and slashed in front of Lu Qingchen, blocking him.

Lin Shen held the big sword and stood there.

Beside him, Lu Gao, Gu Yuanlong, He Xuanqi, all the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect were holding their sword hilts.

"Brother Han, please come on stage."

Lin Shen shouted loudly.

"Brother Han, please come on stage."

The disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect shouted in unison.

"Senior Brother Han, please come on stage!"

Suddenly, countless voices sounded, making everyone in the Lingdao Sect change their expressions.

Above the cloud head, those Gold Core overhaulers looked at Tuobacheng.

"Senior Brother Han, please come on stage!"

Under the snowy mountain, those Sect elites all turned their heads and looked at Han Muye who was walking slowly.

In the distance, countless practitioners clenched their fists and watched this scene with excitement.

Invite Han Banxian from the Nine Profound Sword Sect to be the first to ascend to the Dragon Platform. This is the common choice of countless Sect elites.

The first to stage, the first to rise to a high place is the first Sect in Xijiang.

At this moment, the No. 1 Sect in Xijiang is undecided, but it has been decided in everyone's heart!

The hope is to return!

The hesitation in Han Muye's eyes dissipated, and with a long laugh, he flew onto the golden dragon pillar in the middle.

He turned his head to look at the countless blazing eyes behind him, and shouted loudly: "The nine factions in the Western Xinjiang are rearranged, and the winner will be decided on the Shenglong stage."

"Han Muye is here to teach."

"Who will fight!"

Rising Dragon Platform rises to release the powerhouses who were suppressed back then?

Then let him out!

Back then, Yuan Tianjian was able to suppress it, and today I, Han Muye, can suppress it too!

Standing on the Soaring Dragon Platform, Han Muye's body was filled with a rush of fighting spirit, and the clouds in the sky were blown away!

Come.

war!

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