Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Yuanshen Expanding Aperture!

The three Horacio thieves from the Expanding Aperture Cultivation Base stood in front of the nine dead insects, and they slashed with Black's knife in their hands.

"boom--"

The fire exploded, the three primordial spirits were turbulent, and they retreated ten feet. The flames spewed from the heads of the nine dead insects, and they roared back in pain.

With the roar of the Nine Dead Insects, flames rose everywhere in the scattered fire city.

Those underground fire pulse days, the smelting furnace that was originally pressed at the mouth of the Earth Fire instantly collapsed.

At this moment, the entire Scattered Fire City was intertwined with thick smoke and flames, and the rolling flames ignited the attics.

"boom--"

The ground collapsed everywhere, the flames shot into the sky, and the nine dead insects with distorted bodies rushed out.

Not one, but at least twenty!

Twenty nine dead insects were raging, the tumbling flames burned, and the roar exploded, and the entire Scattered Fire City seemed to be burned to ashes!

Not only the Nine Dead Insects, but black armored figures rushed out from all over the city, stepped off the black cavalry and dashed along the street.

Those cultivators who didn't have time to escape were either cut in half or smashed into powder.

But in an instant, the entire Scattered Fire City became an Inferno!

"Hmph, my Scattered Fire City is a heavy city in the Fuliao wasteland, and it belongs to the Xuanling Sword Sect. How can you be presumptuous?"

In the void, a loud shout came.

A hundred-zhang phantom wearing a golden robe appeared in the Sky of Scattered Fire City, raised his hand, and the golden streamers gathered together, condensed into a canopy of ten thousand feet, and pressed down.

After all, it is a big city, how can there be no formation to support?

This canopy was in the air, and whether it was the Nine Dead Insects or the black armored Horacio thief, they were all suppressed.

The flames from the nine dead insects were pressed into the body, revealing a hideous and ugly body.

The long, slender tail, like a normal fluff, shone with a dark light and danced constantly.

The body that was covered with worms, emitting black smoke, twisted strangely.

This is still the powerful Nine Dead Insects, those Horacio thieves with black armor and black riders, who have been pressed to the ground one by one, unable to lift their heads.

Black's four hoofs were crushed, and his spine was shattered, and he lay on the ground, only twitching Struggle.

"Haha, it was Peng Mingdaojun who shot!" Outside the Qingshi Square, someone whispered with surprise.

"True Monarch takes action, and the great formation in the city starts, no worries." Someone followed with a sigh of relief and laughed.

Those immortal cultivators who fled, slowed down a little, and looked around with lingering fears.

In the end, Sanhuo City is a big city, and it is very rich, and the layout of the defense formation is also perfect.

With this great formation, not only the Nine Dead Insects were suppressed, but even the black armored bandits were also suppressed.

No matter where the bandits come from, these nine dead insects are precious!

Many people's eyes lit up, and they looked at the big bug that was wriggling on the ground.

The Nine Dead Worms are the favorite food of the mythical beast Phoenix, because its body contains undead flames.

This immortal fire is also a precious thing for immortal cultivators. It can be used for refining the body and refining treasures.

Although the Earth Fire was destroyed by the Nine Dead Insects this time, the scattered fire city seemed to have suffered heavy losses, but these nine dead insects were all gathered together, not only could they make up for the losses, but they might even make a fortune.

"Nine dead bugs, if you can get one or two..." Zhao Chen's eyes fell on the long bug of Struggle on the green and red square in front of him, and he whispered softly.

Although Zuo Baichou's face was still a little dignified, looking at the nine dead insects at this time, his eyes also flashed brightly.

He is also a businessman, so he naturally calculates the gains and losses.

"If these Nine Dead Insects can be taken down, the loss of Scattered Fire City is not too big." Zuo Baichou turned his eyes to the distance, and the gushing Earth Fire had slowly extinguished.

This large formation was originally intended to suppress Earth Fire.

"If that's all it takes, why bother?"

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly made a sound.

His words surprised Zhao Chen and Zuo Baichou.

Before the two could speak, a scream came.

This screeching sound seemed to fall from above Jiuxiao, bursting with a roar.

A cyan Sword Ray suddenly appeared, a sword Slash that covered the sky canopy, and then a twist, stabbing Peng Ming True Monarch whose immortal light was flashing on his body.

"Bam—"

Sword Ray passed through his body, and Peng Mingdaojun was shocked, like a piece of porcelain shattering inch by inch.

But in the next moment, he has already emerged in the void thousands of feet away.

The canopy, which was torn in half, also spun and was completely restored.

"Zhang Zhenbiao, since you have left Scattered Fire City to investigate the killing of the caravan, why are you returning at this time?" Peng Ming True Monarch looked gloomy, his body was slightly thin, and he looked at the long sword in front of him and whispered coldly.

A long sword floated in the air, and then a middle-aged sword Joshua in a blue robe with a grim face stepped out.

Reaching out to hold the long sword, Jian Xiu's eyes seemed to have a bright halo flickering.

"Zhang Zhenbiao was ordered to guard Scattered Fire City, and it is his responsibility to guard the soil, how dare he not come."

Jian Xiu's voice was high-pitched, like a sword singing.

He turned his head slightly and looked at a pavilion outside Qinghong Square that had been washed away by Earth Fire.

"Peng Ming, my Xuanling Sword Sect left behind the lives of the thirty-two disciples, who gave you such a boldness?" In his eyes, the killing intent was condensed into a small black sword, and it seemed that he was about to rush out of his eyes.

That pavilion is where Xuanling Sword Sect is stationed. At this time, it has been completely destroyed, and the stationed disciples have no sense of life breath.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, it's been a thousand years since you and I have been in the town of Sanhuo City. I led you out of the city, just because I didn't want to see you die. It's a pity..."

Peng Mingdaojun shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

The change in the mid-air made everyone below stunned.

Many people have recognized that the sword cultivator is Zhang Zhenbiao, the strong man who guards the place, and he is a great sword cultivator of the Half-Saint Eighth Stage.

Zhang Zhenbiao and Peng Mingdaojun are both strong guards here. Zhang Zhenbiao is a deacon disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, representing the suppression of Sect. Peng Mingdaojun controls the formation and is also a craftsman.

These two have always been good, why are they turning against each other today?

"Om-"

Zhang Zhenbiao's long sword has been raised, Sword Ray gathered, and a four-story golden sword tower appeared.

Under the blessing of the sword tower, Sword Ray condensed into thirteen ten-zhang Sword Rays, flew up again, and slammed into the rotating canopy.

Zhang Zhenbiao himself held a long sword in his hand, and with a movement, he rushed towards Peng Mingdaojun.

Seeing Zhang Zhenbiao rushing in, Peng Mingdaojun flicked his sleeves, his figure flashed, and he flew thousands of feet away, and then he shouted: "Don't shoot yet!"

"boom--"

The voice fell, and a body ten feet below flew straight out, hitting the long sword in Zhang Zhenbiao's hand.

There was a sound that resounded for hundreds of miles, the long sword screamed, Zhang Zhenbiao's face turned red, and he flew back thousands of feet.

"Big demon?"

He gritted his teeth and drank.

The ten-zhang body, wearing iron armor, tiger-headed body, stone-sized iron fist, wrapped in broken black gauntlets, shone with blood-colored light.

"Sky Tiger Guard!"

In the attic, Zuo Baichou's expression changed dramatically, and he lowered his voice: "This is the personal guard under the Throne of Celestial Immortals!"

Demon King and Demon King are different.

There are countless demon kings, big and small, in the bitter Immortal Domain, but the only ones who can hang an immortal character before the demon king are those who dominate one side.

Every big Luo demon Wang Qiang is an existence that can suppress one side and compete with the immortal Dao sect.

"The Demon King Xiang Celestial Immortals is a great beast of a god. He leads the bird clan in the Ku Immortal Domain and stands side by side with the Demon King Hun Celestial Immortals." Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye and explained in a low voice.

"The demon king of Celestial Immortals is said to have the bloodline of Phoenix."

The Demon King of Celestial Immortals with the bloodline of Phoenix did not come under his command, but the subordinates of the Demon King Xiang Celestial Immortals came, which is a bit strange in itself.

On the other hand, the purpose of Horacio stealing this is also quite unpredictable.

"So, you Wanshen Commercial Bank didn't rely on these two fairy kings?" Han Muye turned back and looked at Zuo Baichou.

Hearing his words, Zuo Baichou gave a wry smile: "Brother Han really looks down on my Wanshen Firm, let alone the Demon King, but if there is a Golden Immortal Power behind us, we won't be so embarrassed."

Human Immortal, Celestial Immortals, Golden Immortal, Daluo.

The Immortal World is also a world for the strong.

Without a strong man in charge, it is impossible to gather enough wealth.

Above Immemorial Golden Immortal is the Power of Immortal Monarch Realm, which is the top powerhouse of Immortal World. Immemorial Golden Immortal is already the Totem of Immortal World.

The immortal demon king of the bitter Immortal Domain is powerful enough to run amok.

Of course, there are peerless powerhouses behind the Xuanling Sword Sect, and they are certainly not inferior to the Immortal Demon King.

It's just that at their level, they don't have enough interests, and they won't start fighting for no reason.

Just let the low-level cultivators fight to death.

"boom--"

Xiangtian Tiger Guard punched out again, Zhang Zhenbiao blocked the sword with all his strength, and then retreated a hundred feet, his face flushed.

The strength of this Soaring Tiger Guard is even stronger than the Xuanling Sword Sect deacon guarding one side!

"Roar--"

With a roar, Baidao Xiangtian Tiger Guard appeared in Scattered Fire City.

These people were over thirty feet tall, with the heads of tigers, wearing blue-gray iron armor, and holding long swords and spears in their hands.

For a time, the immortal cultivators in the city who thought they would be safe were in chaos again.

"kill!"

Zhang Zhenbiao shouted furiously, and no longer cared about himself, the sword in his hand showed a blue light, and he fought with the ten-zhang Tianhuwei.

His golden sword tower led thirteen Sword Rays, and was still trying his best to block the operation of the canopy above.

Sure enough, he is a strong deacon, with extraordinary means. If he were to deal with the Sky Tiger Guard or Peng Mingdaojun alone, I am afraid it would be an easy task.

In front of Xiangtian Tiger Guard and Zhang Zhenbiao fighting, Peng Mingdaojun is not idle.

He saw that although the power was weakened, it was still able to suppress the large formation of the Nine Dead Insects and Horacio Pirates in the city. He raised his hands and scattered the Taoist Talismans into ropes, trapping the Nine Dead Insects.

Binding the Nine Dead Insects, his eyes turned to the Horacio thieves in black armor and black riding.

"Just rely on you reptiles, you dare to come to my Scattered Fire City?" With a sneer, Peng Mingdaojun appeared in an illusory incarnation of Zhoudao.

There are three incarnations, there are human races, demon races, and illusory puppets with aura of gold and iron.

The four bodies stood side by side, Peng Ming Daojun shot out with one palm, and the jet-black streamer pierced the Horacio thieves.

At this time, there was a large defense formation suppressing it, and the Horacio thieves could not resist at all, and could only watch those black lights fall on their heads.

"Horacio—"

In the void, there was a low drink.

A blue-gray phantom of the wind scrolls appeared in the air, blocking all the black light.

But this black light seems to have spirituality, just after a turn, it will pass through the wind and fall down.

The two Horacio thieves in black armor gritted their teeth, immortal light on their bodies shone, and the Primordial Spirit Expanding Aperture turned into a snare and slammed into the black light.

But when they met Wu Guang, the two let out a miserable cry, and their bodies trembled and fell. This black light turned out to be an existence that could damage the soul!

"This is the blood sacrifice to the spiritual light. If he is allowed to complete it, everyone in Scattered Fire City will die!" Above, Zhang Zhenbiao shouted, slashed out with a sword, and after forcing Xiangtian Tiger Guard to retreat, he flew down.

"Bam—"

He smashed three black lights with one sword, making Peng Mingdaojun's face pale.

But in the next instant, the ten-zhang Xiangtian Tiger Guard slammed down with a punch, hitting Zhang Zhenbiao's vest.

Zhang Zhenbiao was smashed to the ground, causing a cloud of smoke.

Sword Ray and the golden tower, who resisted the canopy in the void, also fell in sympathy.

This strike, even if Zhang Zhenbiao didn't die, he was seriously injured.

"Om-"

Wind scrolls flickered in midair, and a dark golden halo circulated on them.

It's some sort of secret memo from Horacio's thieves.

Zuo Baichou said with a gloomy expression: "The Horacio thieves have attracted experts to come here. If we don't stop the blood sacrifice, the Horacio thieves' masters will come and slaughter the city."

Zhao Chen opened his mouth, annoyance flashed across his face.

Too greedy.

Otherwise, they would have already left this place.

"when--"

The golden pagoda that had fallen to the ground flew into the sky, emitting a dazzling golden light.

The sound of Dao Dao sword chant resounded.

"What he said is true." Han Muye, who was standing by the window sill in the attic, said softly.

He looked at the black light that gathered again in front of him, and his eyes flashed brightly.

Jinta's communication is also asking for help and warning.

According to Zhang Zhenbiao's message, if this blood sacrifice is completed, it will awaken the soul of the great demon suppressed by the underground Earth Fire.

No matter the nine dead bugs or blood sacrifices, they are all for the soul of the big demon.

Is that the mythical beast that has been hiding in the gathering place of Earth Fire?

Is that the soul of the suppressed demon?

If it was really a mythical beast, Han Muye was confident that he would be able to escape.

It's just that he doesn't know how many immortal cultivators in the city can survive.

Looking at the sword tower flickering with golden light in the void, Han Muye's breath subsided, and a faint Sword intent flashed.

"Young Master, Xuanling Sword Sect's sword tower warns, all parties under the rule must respond, otherwise, it will be regarded as treason." Chu Lao who was under the attic flashed, fell behind Zhao Chen, and spoke in a low voice.

Zhao Chen nodded with a wry smile, raised his hand and waved, and a golden banner of gathering gold appeared.

In this situation, it is impossible to do nothing.

Even if the opponent is the tyrannical Xiangtian Tiger Guard, it is Peng Mingdaojun who is in charge of the great formation.

"boom--"

Behind Zuo Baichou, two figures rushed out of the attic, knocked open the dome, and slammed into the gathering black light.

Elder Chu stretched out his hand to take the Jujin banner, stepped out one step, and rammed into the bound nine dead insects.

The banner was wrapped and grabbed the body of the Nine Dead Insects.

At this moment, one after another silhouettes flew out from Scattered Fire City, either pulling the suppressed Horacio thieves, or grabbing the Nine Dead Insects, and a few masters of at least Expanding Aperture Cultivation Base to resist the black light.

Nobody wants to die.

I don't want to be sacrificed by blood, I don't want to be massacred, and I don't want to be held accountable by Xuanling Sword Sect.

Low-level cultivators are just like that, lowly earning their lives.

They originally only wanted to practice peacefully and seek their own way, but they could not find a place of real peace.

This had nothing to do with them, but it all involved their lives.

"It's just ants." In the sky, Peng Mingdaojun snorted coldly, and raised his hand, causing the canopy of the sky to slowly descend.

Every time the canopy dropped a point, the entire Scattered Fire City seemed to be weighed down by a heavy object, and the attics collapsed.

Every immortal cultivator only felt pain in his muscles and bones, and there was a heavy object under his feet.

Immortal cultivators were suppressed, but those flying tiger guards were not.

They moved like flying, slashing and sweeping with their swords and spears, and every blow was swept away by ten feet.

This is carnage.

The large defense formation of Sanhuo City, in turn, has become a killing formation to suppress the immortal cultivators in the entire city!

Zhao Chen's face turned pale, and he held a blue light bead in his hand.

Zuo Baichou also floated three short swords in front of him, revealing the slightest Sword intent.

It was rare that this guy turned out to be a sword cultivator.

Who would have thought that Zuo Baichou of Wanshen Trading Co., Ltd., who is known for his business ethics and resourcefulness, turned out to be a sword cultivator?

But whether it was Zuo Baichou or Zhao Chen, their expressions were extremely solemn.

They did not have the slightest certainty and fled for their lives under the suppression of the great formation.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that troublesome."

At this moment, Han Muye, who was standing in front of the windowsill, suddenly spoke.

As his voice fell, his figure just moved slightly and appeared in the air.

Raising his hand, the golden four-story sword tower vibrated.

Zhang Zhenbiao's sword tower fell into the hands of Han Muye.

"Gather."

Han Muye let out a low drink, and the swords scattered all over the scattered fire city vibrated.

The swords gathered into dragons, sighed in the sky, and then rushed into the sword tower.

The golden four-story sword tower floats Sword Ray, turning into a golden long sword.

The blade of the long sword is blue-grey, with flashing dark golden lines, and there is a golden sword tower mark on the hilt.

"Under the rule of Xuanling Sword Sect, there is no room for savagery."

Han Muye drank lowly, his voice was low, shaking the void.

At this moment, the ten thousand miles of space is full of sword sounds!

Xuanling Sword Sect's direct transfer power method, the direct transmission of swordsmanship!

Below, Zhang Zhenbiao, who was coughing up blood, climbed out of the ruins and looked at the sky in charge of the sword tower, like Han Muye who was immortal.

The long sword in his hand flew up and went straight to the sky!

Han Muye raised his hand to hold the long sword and said lightly, "Okay."

it is good!

This word, said the arrogance of Jian Xiu!

What about a powerful enemy like the sky?

What if the situation is untenable?

The sword is in hand, the blood is burning.

Thousands of lives and deaths, Sect honor and disgrace, all in this promise.

"Such a sword fairy..." Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye with his sword in the air, widened his eyes, and murmured in his mouth.

"It's really a sword fairy!" Zuo Baichou's face flashed with excitement, his eyes fixed on Han Muye.

Han Muye's good word, like a gust of wind, swept the world directly.

On the city of scattered fire, immortal light ripples.

He raised the sword in his hand, moved towards the canopy of the sky, and slashed it with one sword.

There is wind and thunder in the sword!

This is the sword of wind and thunder inherited from the Xuanling Sword Sect, and it is also the power of thunder and lightning that Han Muye gathers the Kui Niu mythical beast.

The wind and thunder were rolling, and before Sword Ray arrived, the canopy had already been lifted.

"boom--"

A Sword Ray exploded like a thunderbolt, tearing apart the canopy that the great formation had transformed into.

The intertwined fairy patterns were cut in two with a single sword.

Zhang Zhenbiao's thirteen Sword Rays could only be able to withstand the canopy, and he split it in half with just one sword.

"Clean and neat, the wind and clouds turn into thunder, good swordsmanship!" Zhang Zhenbiao, who was leaning on a truncated wood in his hand, raised his head, his eyes flashing brightly.

This swordsmanship, among the immortals in the Xuanling Sword Sect, is only rare.

Below, countless immortal cultivators raised their heads.

In front of Zuo Baichou, three Sword Rays vibrated, seemingly frightened by this sword.

"Since it's the power of Earth Fire from Scattered Fire City, it's natural to return it." Han Muye looked at Leer's trembling Peng Mingdaojun, and said lightly.

As the voice fell, the sword in his hand slashed again.

"Thorn-"

Streams of light ripped apart the canopy, turned into flames, and fell to the ground.

These flames fell, igniting the Earth Fire in the originally silent city.

The originally blazing and dazzling light and heat seemed so kind to everyone at this moment.

The city of scattered fire should be filled with fireworks like this!

The power of Earth Fire returns, the great formation dissipates, and the power to suppress the Horacio Thief and the Nine Dead Worms disappears.

Those nine dead bugs and the Horacio thieves with black armor and black knights all got up from the ground.

Han Muye slowly pointed down the sword in his hand, his eyes swept around, and there was a majesty and Sword intent on his body that made people unable to look directly.

"Under the rule of Xuanling Sword Sect, those who rebel against the chaos will be killed without mercy."

What the sword pointed, the world is clear and bright!

Whether it was the immortal cultivators, the Horacio thieves in black armor, or the nine dead insects wriggling, they all slowly stopped.

The sword is in front, life and death are in a word!

Han Muye's long sword was slowly raised, pointing at Peng Mingdaojun, who was trembling all over, and then slowly pointing at the ten-zhang Xiangtian Tiger Guard standing on the Qinghong square.

The Sky Tiger Guard, who was wearing the blue-gray battle armor, clenched his fists tightly, with a solemn expression on his face and boundless fighting intent in his eyes.

Not sure, but had to fight.

Because the sword in Han Muye's hand condenses the power that makes people have to fight.

"Bitter Immortal Domain Xiang Celestial Immortals Tiger Guard under the Demon Throne?"

The sword in Han Muye's hand, the blue Sword Ray flashed.

"Across hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth, you must have a task that you have to complete when you come here."

"Give you a chance to die gloriously."

"Take my sword."