Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Zhang Zhenbiao was stunned for a moment, hurriedly sat up straight, nodded and said, "Brother Han, please speak."

Han Muye Cultivation Base is strong and powerful, and he had saved Zhang Zhenbiao's life before. As long as the request is not excessive, he will agree.

As a sword cultivator, he naturally has his own rules of grievances and grievances.

As a side guard, he also has enough energy.

Han Muye said softly, "I hope Brother Zhang will not preach about my identity, about me."

Zhang Zhenbiao was slightly taken aback.

Han Muye smiled: "A cultivator who has not yet become an official disciple turned the tide, it is not good for your reputation, Brother Zhang."

This sentence made Zhang Zhenbiao blushed.

But he knew what Han Muye was telling the truth.

He guarded one side, but almost destroyed Scattered Fire City. Instead, he needed someone who was not an official disciple to rescue him.

"Brother Han, if you don't say—" He spoke, and Han Muye had already waved his hand: "It's just a fellow from the same door, but Brother Zhang, your friend, and you don't need to spread the rest."

A friend from the same family shot, which is much better than Han Muye's lack of formal disciple status.

Moreover, it can also set off Zhang Zhenbiao's extensive connections and strong background.

Han Muye's request is completely for him!

Zhang Zhenbiao looked at Han Muye, covered his joy, and said in a low voice, "Brother Han, is this too wrong for you?"

Han Muye walked away without leaving his name, and Zhang Zhenbiao didn't publicize his identity too much.

I just don't want to damage my reputation.

"It's okay, in the sword storage box, there will be a time for the world to shine." Han Muye said lightly, his eyes filled with endless depth.

In the sword storage box, there will finally be a time to shine in the world!

This is the true nature of swordsmanship!

If such confident words were spoken by outsiders, they would be arrogant.

But when Han Muye said this, it seemed extremely natural.

To be able to slay the leader of Xiangtian Tiger Guard with one sword, this man has such capital.

Thinking of Xiangtian Tiger Guard, Zhang Zhenbiao was slightly taken aback, and his heart moved.

Did Han Muye also not want to kill Xiangtian Tiger Guard, which led to the pursuit of the bitter Immortal Domain?

Also, that Nirvana pearl was taken by Han Muye as a matter of course.

Maybe he doesn't want this bead to be known to outsiders?

When Han Muye walked out of Zhang Zhenbiao's place, Zhao Chen and Zuo Baichou both came to visit.

On the top of a small building, three people sat around.

"Han Dage, in one day, the teleportation formation will be repaired. At that time, we will leave Scattered Fire City and go directly to Yunlu City." Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye and said.

Saying that, he was a little regretful: "Unfortunately, the Earth Fire of Scattered Fire City is too worn out, and it is impossible to restore its former prosperity."

"The black gold mines that were commissioned to smelt could not be smelted for a while."

Whether it is the Immortal World or the world of ordinary practice, it is the same.

Between prosperity and decline, but a thin line.

Who can guarantee longevity?

"This is the black gold mine that was smelted in advance. Han Dage, you will give it to you first." Zhao Chen raised his hand and took out a ball of watermelon-sized ore and placed it on the table.

A truckload of ore can be refined so much.

Han Muye was not polite either.

He won't go back to Scattered Fire City for this black gold mine, but Jujin Commercial Firm has a station here and can get it at any time.

"Brother Han, I have nothing to do here for the time being, and I also want to go to Yunlu City." Zuo Baichou looked at Han Muye and said softly, "I don't know if it is possible to go together?"

This time, the chaos in Sanhuo City had little to do with Wanshen Trading Company, but it was also involved.

He brought the red sandalwood stone pith that evoked the power of the Nine Dead Insects and the Divine Bird.

If Xuanling Sword Sect wants to investigate this matter, it will inevitably lead to Wanshen Trading Company.

Zuo Baichou still has to find a way to find a strong swordsman who is familiar with the business and wash the business.

Of course, to walk with Han Muye, he also has his own selfishness.

Han Muye's sword was so strong that he was also tempted.

Befriending such powerhouses may be able to become his backer for Zuo Baichou in the future.

"Of course there is no problem with peers." Han Muye smiled.

For Han Muye, large firms such as Wanshen Firm also play a role.

Zuo Baichou cupped hands to thank again, and then took out some spirit fruit wine.

These valuable treasures are difficult for outsiders to taste, but all three of them are Solaceon tasting some, whispering some stories of Immortal World.

Han Muye got many memories from Zhang Zhenbiao's sword tower hidden sword.

If you listen to the story the two of them tell, you won't be lost.

Although the Jujin Commercial Bank behind Zhao Chen only traveled within 10,000,000 miles, it was considered to have traveled around since childhood and had extraordinary knowledge.

Zuo Baichou is even more knowledgeable, having set foot in almost all of the three states, all forces and experts from all sides can say a thing or two.

There are some strong people in the Immortal Domain who can't be provoked. Under the rule of Xuanling Sword Sect, who are the real masters, and those elites with great reputation, who have any deeds.

"Have you been under the rule of Blood War Ancestor?" Hearing Zuo Baichou saying that doing business with Blood War Ancestor was the most difficult, Han Muye asked aloud with a change on his face.

Zuo Baichou nodded: "Blood War Ancestors are mostly war madmen, which is very unreasonable."

Lowering his voice, he said softly: "In these years, Blood War Ancestor has been in charge of Ascension Stage and Hualing Pond, and there have been a lot fewer fake immortals in Fuyu Immortal World."

Coming to Immortal World and getting memories of many swords, Han Muye really understands the role of Hualing Pond and Shengxiantai.

The spread of Immortal World heritage requires more realms.

Many disciples will go to the world of ordinary practice to experience.

There are also various resources gathered from the mundane world.

To be in charge of Shengxiantai is to control massive resources.

It's just that this resource cannot be squeezed indefinitely.

But Blood War Ancestor obviously didn't care about this, and used the Spiritual Pool to refine the creatures, and formed an army with those ascending powerhouses to fight everywhere.

In charge of Shengxiantai for five thousand years, the blood War Ancestor has expanded a lot.

Now the relationship with Xuanling Sword Sect and several other Sects has become extremely stiff.

"Blood War Ancestor has only been in control of Shengxiantai for less than 30 years. When they retire, which Sect has the best chance?" Han Muye asked.

No one knows the answer to this question.

At least low-level practitioners cannot know.

It's just that Zuo Baichou is walking everywhere, whether it is rumors or secrets, he knows a lot, and some of them belong to his own judgment.

"Brother Han, Immortal World takes control of Shengxiantai every five thousand years. Ordinarily, this time it should be the Iron Armored Battle Gate."

"It's just that you also know that if the Iron Armored War Sect wants Snatch to take control, it will have to compete with Yunlan Dao Sect and several other families."

"Yunlan Daomen has been in charge for the last five thousand years. As the number one sect of Fuyu Immortal World, they are reluctant to give this opportunity to cupped hands."

God Emperor Murong Zheng was born in Yunlan Taoism.

Yunlan Daomen is the force that Fuyu Immortal World has been in charge of Shengxiantai for the longest time.

Tianyao Sect and Iron Armored War Sect have a chance to take charge almost every 100,000 years.

"Xuanling Sword Sect, Blood War Ancestor, Yunlan Daomen, all are possible." Zuo Baichou said his own judgment, and then said: "The main thing is to see who is determined to grab it."

After all, it is only a five-thousand-year opportunity to take charge, and it is only a promotion to Sendai, and it is not an Immortal World state.

Go hard for this place and see if it's worth it.

What Zuo Baichou said was similar to what Han Muye perceived from his sword memory.

"Horacio thief, bitter Immortal Domain Immortal Demon King, Xuanling Sword Sect is involved, I am afraid it will also have a headache." Zhao Chen, who was sitting beside him, whispered softly.

Zuo Baichou nodded.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

"Om-"

A roar came from the distant sky.

The roar exploded, like a galloping horse.

"Horacio—"

In the void, whistling and drinking.

Horacio Pirates!

arrow.

Countless long arrows flew from a hundred miles away, Shrouding the Heavens obscured the sun.

"defense!"

In Scattered Fire City, Zhang Zhenbiao's voice sounded, and a golden sword tower appeared, hovering in the void, turning into a thousand feet.

The Wanzhang Sword Pagoda radiated a stream of light, and slammed into the arrow rain in front.

A thin canopy appeared, combined with the power of the sword tower, turned into a Barrier, and pressed down ahead where the arrows fell.

Peng Mingdaojun mobilized the remaining power of the great formation, but he could also have some power. It seemed that he really wanted to atone for his merits and hoped that he would be punished lightly by the Xuanling Sword Sect.

"Bam—"

Sword Ray collided with the rain of arrows, and the missed arrows slammed into the light curtain formed by the power of the moat, bang bang.

The light curtain was faintly visible to the naked eye, and long arrows pierced the light curtain and pierced the newly rebuilt buildings in Sanhuo City.

Those wooden pavilions were directly shot through, and each arrow seemed to contain a thousand and one powerful force, and it exploded with a bang.

"Snapped--"

A long arrow shattered in front of the small building where Han Muye and his party were meeting.

Elder Chu, who was holding a long sword, stepped down, and then his expression was solemn.

"It's the Horacio Arrow Array that Horacio stole."

Old Chu flew down beside Zhao Chen and spoke in a deep voice.

"This formation can only be formed by gathering tens of thousands of Horacio thieves."

"A hundred miles away, ten rounds of arrow rain, even the Heavenly Venerate powerhouse at the peak of the Immortal Immortal can't stop it."

Horacio exceeds 10,000, the wind is blowing and the clouds are falling, and the sky collapses Fissure.

Horacio thieves can run amuck with the help of a large number of people, and rely on the tyrannical battle formation.

Vertical and horizontal come and go, popular for thousands of miles.

"Horacio thieves, you dare to come under my Xuanling Sword Sect to attack the city, are you courting death?" Zhang Zhenbiao shouted, the golden light above the four-story sword tower condensed into reality.

A Baizhang Yuanshen appeared, holding a long sword and standing in the air.

He is also a master of the semi-sacred realm of human beings and immortals.

With him appearing, the originally panicked scattered fire city suddenly became much more stable.

The previous turmoil has made many people palpitate.

The arrow rain has stopped.

"I can't stop it." Zuo Baichou looked into the distance and whispered, "The sword formation of Horacio thieves is stronger than one round."

"The second round of arrow rain can not destroy the entire scattered fire city, but also defeat Zhang Zhenbiao."

When he said this, he was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed sharply: "Brother Han, teleportation formation."

A rain of arrows will destroy the teleportation array!

Zhao Chen also changed color.

Han Muye nodded, and a faint Sword intent appeared on his body.

He didn't want to care about these things, but unfortunately, he couldn't stay out of it.

Without the teleportation formation, how could he get to Yunlu City?

"Om-"

Void vibration.

That is the power gathered by the second round of arrow rain.

The longbow is drawn but not released, but it has the power to shock the mind.

This gathering of power caused the entire scattered fire Johto Region to vibrate slightly. Those Immortal Qi could not condense and seemed to be absorbed by the battle formation a hundred miles away.

Standing in the air, Zhang Zhenbiao had a dignified face, gritted his teeth, and snorted, "Horacio thief, what do you guys think?"

The majesty of the previous sect was not to be violated, and it became an inquiry at this time.

Sect power is not its own power after all.

Before you live or die, you still need to look at yourself.

"Bam—"

The answer to Zhang Zhenbiao was the second round of arrow rain.

Don't talk.

"kill!"

Zhang Zhenbiao shouted loudly, and the golden light on the sword tower slammed forward.

The power of the great formation led by Peng Mingdaojun followed closely behind.

"boom--"

The loose arrow rain turned into a thousand-foot arrow in midair, hitting Zhang Zhenbiao's golden tower.

The golden pagoda rumbled and burst into pieces of golden fragments.

A small three-inch blue-grey tower flew back, collided with Zhang Zhenbiao's primordial spirit phantom, and fell with its figure.

The guarding disciple of Scattered Fire City was seriously injured again after a few days.

The arrow that shattered the golden pagoda was plunged straight into the bluestone square that had just been repaired, stirring up a piece of gravel that plunged into the ground.

"Om-"

The arrow vibrated, sending out a piercing roar that made the soul turbulent, and it didn't slowly dissipate until Hundred Breaths.

This arrow made the whole city terrified.

"Let go of my Horacio thief brother, and take out hundreds of billions of Spirit Stones to make amends."

"Hand over whoever captured my Horacio thief brother."

In the void, there was an indifferent low drink.

There was a Killing intent in the voice, as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared.

"Impossible—" Zhang Zhenbiao whispered, but the injury caused the injury, and a mouthful of blood Spit Up.

"I'm not negotiating conditions with you." The voice in the void resumed.

"You are not qualified to talk to me about the conditions."

In the indifferent voice, there is the majesty of the superior.

"Give you a hundred breaths."

Hundreds of breaths!

Life and death in the city are here!

Many immortal cultivators jumped up in panic and fled away from the city.

Zhang Zhenbiao, as the guard of the Sanhuo Town, would never give up his Sect face and surrender to the Horacio thief.

Scattered Fire City must die!

Zhang Zhenbiao held a long sword and held a small blue-grey tower, his face changed.

He raised his head and looked to the sky.

"My generation of sword cultivators is just life and death."

He screamed in the sky, the Sword intent on his body burst, and his face was full of generosity that would go to death.

"Brother Han, Zhang Zhenbiao swears to live and die together with Scattered Fire City. When the Sect people come, please also ask Brother Han to let me know that I, Zhang Zhenbiao, have not lost the face of Xuanling Sword Sect."

Within a hundred breaths, both Han Muye and Zhang Zhenbiao can escape.

But Zhang Zhenbiao is the deacon guard of Sanhuo Town. If he leaves, Xuanling Sword Sect's face will be lost.

His life and death have been tied to his own responsibilities.

But Han Muye can go.

Above the attic, Zhao Chen and Zuo Baichou both looked at Han Muye.

The Horacio thieves only launched the third round of arrow rain attacks after a hundred breaths, and this time was enough for them to leave Scattered Fire City.

"Hundred Interests?"

Han Muye took one step forward, Sword Ray on his body with the slightest vibration of the shattering void.

In the air, Han Muye nodded towards Zhang Zhenbiao.

"Wait for my ten breaths."

Ten breaths?

doing what?

Zhang Zhenbiao was stunned for a moment, before opening his mouth, his eyes widened.

Behind Han Muye, the long sword flew out from the sword box and turned into a dragon of Sword Ray.

Man and sword, when the sky shines.

"Give you a chance."

Sword Ray roared, and Han Muye slowly pointed down the sword in his hand.

Thousands of cavalry stand, and the long bow is full of moon.

"Let me see how capable the Immortal Domain Horacio thief, who is famous in the Immortal World, is."

Below, in the battle formation, shouted loudly: "Shoot—"

Thousands of arrows are fired, Shrouding the Heavens obscures the sun.

Han Muye's eyes lit up, and he slashed with a sword in his hand.

Sword Ray, a long dragon, exploded with a bang.

Wan Jian.

To Wanjian!