Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

In terms of talent, the Profound Sky World has yet to take a fancy to it.

For a time, Bai Wuhen had thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Bai Wuhen smiled lightly and his figure faded.

What kind of power is that?

This is the bloodline power belonging to the spirit mink clan.

On the contrary, when Xiang Lingshuang, who took big strides, came back, his face was gloomy.

The white-fronted wolves are good at riding the wind and are very fast.

One of them was a battle with a heavenly powerhouse.

The Spirit Sables are good at finding elixir, and they are also extremely sensitive to Spiritual Qi.

"Bam—"

Heavenly practitioners come to the secret realm to be suppressed by Daoist forces.

Feeling the condensation of the light cocoon, Han Muye smiled even more.

Entering the secret realm, he has gained a profound understanding of the swordsmanship he controls by passing on his bloodline memory.

Bai Wuhen turned around and left, and a voice came: "With my current strength, I will not be able to leave the Changshan Qinghu Clan in three days."

His eyes also turned to the stone house, which revealed a strange color: "Can I also learn such a sword?"

In the past, the name of Wen Mosheng suppressed Confucianism and Taoism in the world.

Competition can last forever.

"It turns out that the Third Stage of Wanjian Guizong, after a sword turns into a thousand swords, everything becomes a sword, and the sword becomes everything."

This kind of swordsmanship can really not touch the slightest blood.

He was below and saw Han Muye raised his hand to the envoy Sword Ray.

He also said that he would not compete with Wen Mosheng.

"Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is not sunny but sunny..."

Bai Wuhen spoke in a deep voice, then raised his hand and waved.

In the stone house, Huang Zhihu has already described most of the writing.

Now, the sable clan elder is already stationed there, surrendering to Bai Wuhen and becoming the number one master under Bai Wuhen.

He originally thought that the sublimation and comprehension of this kind of swordsmanship would require a trip to the East China Sea to have a chance.

One person can block so many spells Sword Ray, obviously a heavenly powerhouse.

The aura of light collided with the black light of the houndstooth blade, bringing out the slightest shock of Astral Qi.

Of course, there are nine tails of Tianhu, and only three tails of Bai Wuhen. There may be stronger means in the bloodline power that have not been developed.

This is the real situation of the spiritual world.

Before the clouded leopard clan's words were finished, their expression suddenly changed.

This is not the speed of long-distance flight like Tianhe, but the speed of an instant, invisible short-distance attack.

A faint hint of divine soul power revealed.

"Thorn-"

Han Muye's words made Bai Wuhen stunned, then covered his mouth and laughed.

"Everything in the world can be a sword."

Those Gold Core masters, with a movement, rushed out in an instant.

It is Tianjing's shot. With her bloodline and swordsmanship, she really wants to explode the sword of the soul, and the outcome is unpredictable.

The yellow-haired tiger sitting on the back of the one-horned rhino couldn't help reaching out, trying to grab the long tail.

In her memory, there are many more Confucian and Taoist poems and articles.

For the Elephant Clan who don't like killing, watching a battle of genocide is really hard in their hearts.

Turning his head, Han Muye looked at the one-horned rhino in front of the stone house.

These are the memory that Han Muye poured directly into her blood just now.

Kendo Cultivation Base realized the ultimate, began to transform into a spirit, and sublimated into another kind of power.

This is a sign that the soul and Sword intent are about to begin to transform.

When the power of Bai Wuhen's bloodline increases and activates more bloodline power, Han Muye can also detect it.

Lotus Position left, Han Muye had aura intertwined with Sword Ray.

The spear resisted the spells Sword Ray behind and smashed it into pieces.

The voice was soft and charming, as if it was like the naughty play of the girl next door.

speed.

Looking at it this way, perhaps, it would be a good choice to integrate the power of the Qinghu bloodline that was trapped in the Divine Treasure into the lynx bloodline, and then purify it a little bit.

She turned her head, glanced at Han Muye who was sitting beside Huang Zhihu, and nodded lightly.

She has traveled to Zhongzhou with Wen Mosheng, and even if she is not proficient in poetry and articles, she can feel the good and the bad.

what to do?

With this swordsmanship and the three swords of the soul, Bai Wuhen can roam the Changshan Qinghu station.

Looking up at the indifferent Han Muye, Bai Wuhen's smile slowly converged and turned into a complex color.

This is clearly digging the corner root of Wen Mosheng.

Behind him, the sword's edge was already a foot away.

"Hei Yuchen? You dare to come to my Cloud Leopard Clan—"

"If you want to go to the Changshan Qinghu Clan's station before sunset, there is only one hour left here." Bai Wuhen turned to look at the Gold Core powerhouses beside him.

Zhongzhou, where Confucianism and Taoism ruled for thousands of years, has penetrated the bone into the marrow.

Thousands of killing methods are not as powerful as this sword.

"boom--"

If she has to be absolutely perfect, she will go to the Changshan Qinghu clan.

Why does the Tianhu family seem to be weak in their own combat power, but they can become the most powerful race of the demon clan? This method of controlling the soul should be the root.

"Dare to attack my clouded leopard clan?"

Perhaps, he really has a life-threatening worry, Han Muye will take care of it.

"Do you want to learn swords?" Bai Wuhen turned his head and looked at the majestic Xiang Lingshuang: "Don't you only like long bows?"

The Myriad Demon secret realm is nothing but the ultimate in the mutual conquest of this kind of race.

"Bam—"

With the strength of the Sable Clan, how could they dare to come?

There was a bloodstain on her neck.

Unexpectedly, everything is really a sword.

The flame in his divine treasure is connected with the altar here, and the blood power of Bai Wuhen!

After she finished speaking, she chuckled and said, "I'm going to the resident of the Ling Sable Clan a hundred miles away, will you go?"

"Looking at Senior Brother Han's sword now, that's how his hands are not stained with blood."

In his Qi Sea, the purple aura of human hope wrapped the Sword intent longsword into a huge cocoon of light.

Moreover, the strength of the clouded leopard clan, the affinity of the wind attribute, is also considered to be the best among various clans.

Perceiving the power and speed of this sword, as well as the strangeness of the sword, Han Muye gave a very pertinent evaluation.

The flames in Han Muye's eyes dissipated.

"court death!"

Han Muye's combat power is unpredictable, but it doesn't mean that she can dispatch Han Muye's shot.

There, there is a faint flame.

Go to the resident of the spirit mink clan?

"Go and snatch the power of the bloodline!"

The beauty of those poems is simply indescribable in words.

Xiang Lingshuang grinned, with a bright look in his eyes: "I used to practice longbow because I didn't want blood on my hands."

"Sister Wuhen, are you really going?" Xiang Lingshuang, who was beside her, turned her head solemnly.

Xiang Lingshuang's expression changed as he watched the silhouettes of the Qinghu clan flashed, chasing Bai Wuhen, gritted his teeth while walking, and ran after him.

Bai Wuhen's strength increased, and Han Muye also got more bloodline memory and bloodline inheritance.

At least one hundred thousand tribes.

"No trace Holy Maiden, the cloud leopard clan's residence is in front." The black-bearded old man wearing a black robe and carrying a houndstooth knife on his back whispered.

"Sister Wuhen, that sword just now was really powerful." Xiang Lingshuang said softly with fear in his eyes.

At this moment, Sword Rays were intertwined around him, as if to form a cocoon of light.

There was a strange color in Bai Wuhen's eyes.

Xiang Lingshuang's expression changed.

With this power in the Qinghu bloodline, Han Muye is ready to bring it back to the Lynx tribe and integrate it into the bloodline.

A Sword Ray appeared three feet behind Han Muye.

Quick, very hidden.

In the altar in front, a spiritual light suddenly rose.

For two days in a row, Bai Wuhen shot and robbed the power of blood five times.

Han Muye didn't care what she thought, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "With your current strength, might you go to the Changshan Qinghu Clan's residence?"

In his opinion, among the group, Han Muye and Huang Zhihu, who were sitting cross-legged on the giant rhinoceros, were the most special.

The other person who came with him was naturally also in the heavenly realm.

The clouded leopard is also known for its speed.

In the future, even if his strength increases and becomes a new spirituality, he will not betray.

As long as the power of the bloodline, the rest, don't care.

If Bai Wuhen was in danger, the flame would jump and dim.

The words fell, and all the auras around him melted.

Compared with the Lynx clan who have strong concealment methods, the Qinghu clan is more elegant and unrestrained, and they are good at more kendo methods.

All of this is the price Bai Wuhen paid.

Two voices sounded, and two figures in white robes flew down, one of them stopped, raised his hand and slammed it down, smashing the wind dragon.

A trace of spiritual power emerges from Han Muye's hidden flames.

Sword repair, the collection of sharp edges in the world.

The only way is to fuse the blood power of other ethnic groups and extract the power into oneself.

"In the Profound Sky World, I have yet to meet a sword cultivator who can hand his sword a foot away from me."

Poetry articles, a word can move the world.

Since this sable clan has come to attack the clouded leopard station, there must be a reason.

Han Muye stared at the flame, and there was a faint flash of light in it.

Every race has its own characteristics of bloodline power.

With the bonus of speed, those clansmen of the Lynx tribe will be stronger.

"This time, I only need the power of blood."

Among the tribes, the scattered Qinghu clan has a path of qi and blood rising.

"Swordsmanship is supreme, Confucianism and Taoism are unparalleled, is there really such a person in the world?" The figure fell, and Bai Wuhen looked at the stone house and murmured.

This combat power is really good.

Han Muye stripped and resident these bloodline powers, and when he returned to the Lynx station, he merged them into the bloodline inheritance.

Accompanied by Wen Mo Sheng, she has never seen such talented lyrics and music.

The demonic light that flashed in the tribal station ahead was extremely prosperous.

Bai Wuhen goes here, he must rob and kill!

"To be honest, you were the first person who dared to hand the sword a foot away from me." Han Muye didn't turn around and whispered.

The flames soared upwards, illuminating the sky.

The flames on the altar burst into five colors.

At this moment, the soul of the one-horned rhino, which had lost its spirituality, was marked.

The purpose of changing the power of the bloodline is to improve the combat power. If the combat power is not good, then this change is useless.

Heavenly Fox's divine envoy.

In the distance, a Sword Ray flew back and landed on the altar.

The Qinghu bloodline is really suitable for sword repair.

If Bai Wuhen erupted with all the power, the flames would also rise and echo each other.

The fusion of Tianhu bloodline and Qinghu bloodline, Bai Wuhen's combat power is stronger than imagined.

Reaching out and brushing his neck, Bai Wuhen remembered how Yuan Tianjianzun and Wen Mosheng were talking about Taoism.

"Om-"

Then he stood in the same place, with a shock of demon light on his body, which gathered the broken wind dragon and turned it into a long spear.

so what?

The speed of the green fox.

Looking at the faint traces of flames in the divine treasure that merged with the long sword and wrapped around the long sword of the divine soul, Han Muye's eyes lit up with inspiration.

In the case of being unable to borrow the power of heaven and earth, it is still possible to overwhelm the heavenly realm. Such powerhouses are extremely terrifying.

A voice sounded behind the clouded leopard clan's heavenly powerhouse.

Each of these articles from Han Muye shocked her.

Whether it is a green fox, a spirit mink, or a white-fronted wolf clan, they are all extremely fast.

But Bai Wuhen knew that even Wen Mosheng didn't have the talent to write these poems that Han Muye left in his memory.

In his divine treasure, Qi Sea, the Soul Sword and Sword Intent long sword also seemed to become light cocoons.

"Of course I'm going." There was a hint of agility in Bai Wuhen's eyes, and a faint flame of light flashed.

At this time, behind her, five long tails floated and moved.

Even if it is integrated into swordsmanship, it can also have more insights into the sword of breaking the law.

Several figures returned, followed by many masters of the Qinghu clan.

Of course, this long tail is nothing but an illusion, just the appearance of power, she reached out and got nothing.

But in this voice, there is a chilling Sword Ray!

Ease will eventually perish.

"People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see home if you look at the end of the world."

This flame is the blood power he got from the Tianhu inheritance and the Qinghu inheritance.

Come to the secret realm, it is worth it just to understand the kendo.

The sables are good at running on the ground and are close to the grass and trees.

Today's task, there are eight remaining.

For a time, Han Muye came up with several means to improve the combat power of the Lynx.

"Based on these poems and articles, to become famous in Zhongzhou, Han Mu, I am afraid that he will really be admired by the world..."

The other person was in the air and stepped out in one step. The wind swept his body and turned into a pair of big hands, pressing down on Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged on the one-horned rhinoceros.

Bai Wuhen, who was born in Tianhu, has the intelligence and caution that Tianhu clan should have.

People and swords are separated, and swords follow people's wishes.

"At this time, I dare to Fractionated Divinity, seriously, court death."

Now Han Muye can no longer measure his own practice Realm by the rules of the practice world. His Dantian Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base is nothing but enlightenment, but the spirit is so strong that even Expanding Aperture can suppress it.

Sword Ray doesn't show up, kills don't stay.

Bloodline power increased!

The environment is connected to the pulse, and it can be killed with one sword.

In the stone house, Han Muye looked into the distance, then turned back to the resident altar.

This speed is extremely fast, and for a sword cultivator, it can quickly increase the combat power many times.

Even at a critical moment, the altar can sacrifice the power of the tribe to help Bai Wuhen improve his combat power.

After speaking, he flew down and walked slowly into the stone house.

The demonic light on the big cloud-qi hand and the dog-tooth blade oscillated and scattered.

No clan will allow its own blood to be drained of power in vain.

These are the masters of the Green Fox clan and the other clans she conquered to condense the Monster core.

The one-horned rhino looked blank, then slowly got up, turned around, and knelt down on his front legs towards Han Muye.

With this kind of power integrated into the bloodline, if it is refined, the perception of Spiritual Qi and the power of heaven and earth will be much more delicate.

A gust of wind unfolded, turned into the shadow of a hundred-zhang wind dragon, and raged towards the tribal station.

After a pause, Bai Wuhen retreated three feet away.

The old man of the sable clan stepped out in one step, his expression dignified, and the canine blade pierced out of his hand.

hide.

Bai Wuhen traveled a hundred miles, but within an hour, he captured the power of a tribe's bloodline.

The Sable Clan has been controlled by the Celestial Practitioners, the bloodline inheritance of the Sable Clan has been seized, and even the experts of the Celestial Realm have been subdued.

wrong!

From beginning to end, she didn't even see how Han Muye used his sword.

"If I don't win the Clouded Leopard Clan, I don't have the absolute certainty to deal with the Changshan Qinghu."

The only possibility is, God practitioner!

Extracting the power of inheritance from it, Han Muye understood what Bai Wuhen wanted.

Entering the imperial city with such poems, and gaining popularity in the world, will you end up making wedding clothes for Han Muye?

This is a large tribe.

This flame can show Bai Wuhen's safety and strength.

"You haven't passed your own level, no matter how strong your swordsmanship is, it's useless."

The cloud leopard clan's station is not close to Bai Wuhen and the others, but it is not far from Changshan Qinghu's station.

Xiang Lingshuang's eyes fell on Bai Wuhen's half-smiling face.

Otherwise, Han Muye changed her inheritance memory for her, and let her directly possess the most powerful swordsmanship. Is it for nothing?

In this secret realm, if he can further improve his physical strength, make his body stable, and his sword bones become complete, at that time, even if he does not need the power of his soul, he will dare to stand up to the heavenly realm.

Hearing his words, Bai Wuhen shook his head: "How can there be a bloodless killing technique in the world?"

After the wind roll, one after another spell, Sword Ray, turned into a torrent.

"You are not humble."

A light smile appeared on Bai Wuhen's face, the aura on his body converged, and the long tail had long since disappeared.

In the world of swordsmanship, the top ten are nine fast.

She moved slightly and disappeared.

After all, when the Powers in the Wild Star Region sent the Myriad Demon secret realm out, they wanted to use such a killing method to maintain the continuation of the bloodline inheritance.

The kendo exile, is it really just a deep understanding of kendo, and the combat power has been damaged?