Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Shan Cang beside him was already shivering, but Han Muye's fighting spirit was soaring.

The Sword of Soul in the Divine Collection, the Sword Intent Long Sword in Qi Sea, the Star Spirit Orb in Dantian, the three-body combination drives ten sword pellets into strands of swords.

Turn the sword into silk!

The divine soul resists the divine soul, and the Sword intent is consumed with the power of heaven and earth.

The power in the Star Spirit Orb is like a torrent, supporting the consumption of the Soul Sword and Sword Intent.

The sword silk in front of Han Muye formed a net, blocking all the blades.

A blow from a Nascent Soul Ninth Stage overhaul cannot be hard-attached, but Han Muye's sword can slowly resist it with the method of consumption.

Really blocked!

A strange color flashed in Yan Yang's eyes.

This ant is stronger than expected.

His eyes narrowed, a cold glow flashed, and a golden steel fork was raised in his hand.

Block it, then take another shot.

At this moment, behind him, the purple leopard bloodline incarnation suddenly roared and rushed out.

"Devouring the power of blood?"

Yan Yang's face changed.

Unexpectedly, the power of his own blood is still interested in the four-tailed lynx blood.

This bloodline power is not too precious.

The purple cheetah pounced, and Shan Cang didn't even resist. After a few pounces, he was torn to shreds.

The blue aura scattered and turned into a blood bead, which was swallowed by the purple cheetah.

Yan Yang laughed.

The little reptile is just here to send snacks to its own bloodline.

Is this an appetizer before taking the blood of the White Tiger clan?

His eyes fell on Han Muye who was still resisting, and Yan Yang raised his eyes to look thousands of miles away.

Over there, although Yan Heng was not out of trouble, he was almost there.

Heaven Nascent Soul, First Stage Cultivation Base First Stage days.

The strength of Nascent Soul Seventh Stage is not understood by those ants who have not even touched the edge of the heaven.

The sword formation could not hurt Yan Heng.

"boom--"

Thousands of miles behind, a roar sounded.

That was the purple leopard clan strongman being blocked.

When Yan Yang came to rescue Yan Heng, hundreds of strong purple leopards also rushed over.

Among them, there are nearly ten in Tianjing.

Thirty-six thousand nine-tailed cat clans lined up to stop those strong men.

But in Yan Yang's view, he couldn't hold back for long.

This is the disparity in bloodline power, and the reason why his Purple Panther Clan has been seeking the White Tiger Clan bloodline.

The stronger the bloodline, the more powerful the battle.

Whether it's a lynx or a green fox, they're just a group with weak bloodlines. How could they have the qualifications to challenge the Purple Leopard?

Come today, it's just to die!

"I'm curious, what did the White Tiger clan cost to let you die." Yan Yang sneered, raised his hand, and slapped Han Muye with his palm.

He was going to smash Han Muye's body, and then lock up his soul to find out why.

At this time, Han Muye was still trying his best to resist the front edge of the body, and there was no way to take this palm.

This palm shot, can only wait to die.

Seeing the giant palm being pressed down, Han Muye's eyes showed a trace of cyan flame.

"Om-"

The purple cheetah, who had devoured Shan Cang and was slowly reminiscing about the power of the fusion bloodline, was shaking with aura all over his body.

Its spiritual power instantly appeared in Han Muye's sanctuary.

Standing in a divine possession, before returning to his senses, the divine soul giant sword fell directly.

With one sword, the spiritual body was turned into pieces.

Sword Ray doesn't stop, cutting a hundred swords in a row.

The purple cheetah's body trembled, with blue light all over his body, four long tails floating behind him, and Sword Rays appeared around him.

With a roar, the cheetah flew out and smashed the huge palm on Han Muye's head.

Then, the four long tails of the cheetah swept across, sweeping away all the blades around Han Muye, turning them into Monster Qi and escaping.

This change is completed in an instant.

Until all the blades disappeared and the purple cheetah stood in front of Han Muye and turned to stare at himself, Yan Yang was still a little dazed.

The power of his own bloodline, betrayed himself?

No, the power of bloodline does not have the theory of betrayal.

It is the power that belongs to the bloodline.

Not right either.

At this moment, the mind of the big demon Nascent Soul Ninth Stage was blank.

On his body, a blue aura rose up.

Bloodline power inheritance?

One after another Sword Ray flashed around him.

Swordsmanship memory?

Messy.

Incredibly messy.

At this moment, Yan Yang only felt that his own head was about to explode.

Not only him, Yan Heng, who was thousands of miles away, was also at a loss.

He can swordsmanship.

He understood the trajectory of the green fox sword formation.

The double-pointed short spear in his hand has a faint Sword Qi on it.

At this time, he could shatter the sword formation with just one strike.

However, his bloodline power suppressed him.

That is a kind of affinity that comes out of the blood and bones.

In the face of besieging and killing the own Qinghu clan, you can't even start?

In the distance, Sword Rays rose up one after another.

Sword Ray surged on the powerhouses of the Purple Leopard clan.

At this moment, they are extremely powerful.

With the integration of swordsmanship, their combat power has multiplied several times.

However, facing the 36,000 nine-tailed cat clan who stood in the way, they couldn't make a move.

Originally, the bloodline power of their Purple Leopard Clan was countless times stronger than that of the Nine-Tailed Cat Clan, and there were many more strong people.

But at this time, no one could make a move.

This is an order from the bloodline.

If you shoot, the power of blood will collapse.

Demons without the power of blood will degenerate into ordinary Demonic Beasts.

A war stops here.

Han Muye smiled and looked at Yan Yang in front of him.

If he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, he can crush Yan Yang with the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

But in this secret realm, even if he tried his best, he might not be able to resist Nascent Soul Ninth Stage.

From beginning to end, what he calculated was not how to kill the Nascent Soul monster, but the blood incarnation of the Purple Leopard Clan.

Shan Cang was swallowed, causing blood fusion.

With the power of Shan Cang, it should have been swallowed and fused without any resistance.

But the owner of Shan Cang is Han Muye.

Han Muye's Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base is only in the realm, but his Confucianism and Taoism Cultivation Base has reached the realm of the Grand Great Master, and the spirit can suppress the Expanding Aperture overhaul.

Therefore, when the spirits fought, the bloodline of the Purple Leopard Clan was completely defeated.

Han Muye became the master of the bloodline of the Purple Leopard.

Controlling the bloodline, whether Yan Yang or Yan Heng, the hundreds of thousands of Purple Leopards can't go against the suppression in the depths of the bloodline and resist and murder him Han Muye.

So far, the battle between Han Muye and the Purple Leopards is invincible!

"Roar--"

Yan Yang let out a wild roar, transformed into a purple cheetah, flew up, turned his head and ran.

Unable to take action against Han Muye, the willingness to surrender in his bloodline is getting stronger and stronger. If he doesn't run, he will really lose resistance. You can only run away from the influence of the power of blood.

With his Cultivation Base, as long as he is 100,000 miles away, he can suppress the surrender in his blood.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, instead of chasing after Yan Yang, the crane wings flashed under his feet, and then his figure appeared in front of Yan Heng.

Beside him is a purple four-tailed cheetah with flames in his eyes.

Yan Heng trembled all over, and finally, lowered his head, the fighting intent in his eyes dissipated.

Han Muye nodded to Bai Wuhen, transformed into a streamer, and chased after Yan Yang, who was transformed into a cheetah.

"As expected of Senior Brother Han..."

Unbelievably won the Purple Leopard Clan, and even the big monster of the Nascent Soul Ninth Stage in the heavenly realm has to run away.

Who can imagine this method?

"boom--"

In the sky in the distance, Sword Ray roared.

"Yanyang, don't stop dying—"

Han Muye's voice traveled thousands of miles.

Bai Wuhen was dazed at first, then covered his face and laughed.

I'm afraid the whole secret realm will be frightened in such scenes, right?

The patriarch of the Purple Leopard Clan, Yan Yang, who was a strong man in the secret realm, was chased by a human sword cultivator.

How strong is this human swordsman?

"boom--"

The second sword cry was thousands of miles away.

This speed surpassed countless powerhouses above Nascent Soul Fifth Stage.

At the speed of light, who would dare to say that Han Muye is not above Nascent Soul Fifth Stage?

"Yanyang, die!"

Han Muye's voice was filled with divine might.

This divine soul power made the heavens feel palpitations.

The speed of Nascent Soul Fifth Stage and the unbearable power of the gods and souls in the heavenly realm all show that Han Muye is a strong man who swept across the wasteland!

"Yanyang, die quickly—"

In the void, the sound travels thousands of miles.

The big monsters raised their heads with horror on their faces.

Yan Yang, the patriarch of the Purple Leopard Clan, Nascent Soul Ninth Stage Grand Master.

Such a top powerhouse, being hunted down?

The voice fell, and sure enough, a purple streamer flashed.

"It's the Great Venerable Yanyang!"

"The Great Senior Yan Yang was forced out of his demon body? Who could make Great Senior Yan Yang, who had transformed into a demon body, run away so desperately?"

Before the horrified demon clan could think, a streamer had already rushed through.

The speed is not slower than Yan Yang, and there is endless pressure from the soul.

Sword Ray flickers, a sword can cut thousands of miles.

"Human Race!"

"Sword repair!"

"When was there such a strong human race in the wasteland!"

Everyone shrugged, not daring to speak aloud.

At this moment, the White Tiger clan and the yellow lion clan stopped fighting, and countless masters stared blankly at the sky.

What kind of Power can make Yanyang run away with his life?

"That kendo exiled immortal, seriously, so good?" The White Tiger clan patriarch, the tall white-bearded old man stood in the air, whispering in his mouth.

The faces of the elites from the Southern Wilderness were all blank.

Nor do they have an answer.

Han Banxian, is he that strong?

When Qian Yiming, who was fighting against the Blue Lions with several major forces, sensed the change in the sky, he was also stunned.

How strong is Yanyang?

Power of Nascent Soul Ninth Stage.

He Qian Yiming dared to fight Nascent Soul Seventh Stage, which is the combination of his own strength and secret treasure.

Let him fight the Nascent Soul Ninth Stage, purely courting death.

But now, the Power of Nascent Soul Ninth Stage is being chased by Han Muye.

How strong is Han Muye?

"Hey, Commander Qian?"

Han Muye froze for a while, and his eyes fell down: "You have fought hard, do you want me to help you cut these enemies with one sword?"

Hearing his words, the Celestial Realm of the Blue Lion Clan and the Half Step Heaven Realm were all covered in demonic light, and they were carefully staring at Han Muye.

Qian Yiming's mouth twitched and he shook his head: "Brother Han, do your job."

If Han Muye really has a sword, don't slash with him!

He knew Han Muye could do it.

Sure enough, Han Muye on the sky showed regret on his face, shook his head, turned into a streamer, and slashed towards Yan Yang in the distance.

That Sword Ray, shot thousands of miles away, slashing Shattering Void.

Using the power of the fox to transform into a Sword Ray, if you can see through it, at least the power of the soul is stronger than that of Han Muye.

Sadly, I haven't seen it so far.

When the chasing and fleeing two flew over the Elephant Ear Mountain, Xiang Lingshuang, who was holding two teeth, raised his head.

"Old Ancestor, this is Senior Brother Han."

He whispered towards the stone wall in front of him.

The stone wall vibrated, and there seemed to be a voice in response.

"He has the chance to become the existence that controls the Ten Thousand Demon Tokens?" Xiang Lingshuang whispered softly, with a twinkle in his eyes.

"If so, then following him is also a good choice."

...

Between the verdant mountains, a jade-white figure walked forward, and suddenly the figure stopped.

"The big demon of Nascent Soul Ninth Stage was hunted down?"

"The one who is chasing, is that kid Han Muye?"

The armsless crane's innocent eyes flashed brightly.

"Fun."

When he moved, he turned into a giant crane with no wings.

"Chirp—"

With a long hiss, the world changes color!

The ancient monster!

This is the real body of Tianhe!

There is an ancient monster blocking the way ahead!

Yan Yang's expression changed dramatically, he turned and fled.

Han Muye flew down and stood in front of Tianhe.

"Haha, that guy was frightened by you, thinking I could really stop him."

He Tian really laughed and jumped with his feet.

"Actually, my real body doesn't have much power now, so I really can't stop him."

Looking at Han Muye, He Tian was really curious: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how can you be strong enough to hunt down the Nascent Soul Ninth Stage monster?"

Han Muye looked down at He Tianzhen and said lightly, "Just like you, imaginary."

He Tianzhen's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Imaginary?

Then you just blocked a Nascent Soul Ninth Stage demon?

I really wanted to attract that big monster to the death battle, but the result...

"However, he can only be like a lost dog in front of me, Han Muye."

With a low voice from Han Muye, Tianhe Wing shook and turned into a streamer.

He Tianzhen laughed, his figure flickered, and he followed.

interesting.

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[The Black Tortoise gate starts, it turns out to be Journey to the West]

There are qi, blood and smoke into the sky, force to break mountains and rivers; there is a way that can calculate the secrets of heaven and know what is going on before and after; there is a Buddha who spit Lotus flower from his mouth, and the voice of the Buddha spreads hundreds of miles.

This Tang Dynasty is a little bit Immortal Qi fluttering?