Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Shocked by the magical power condensed by the long sword in Han Muye's hand, the black armored general on the opposite side could not help but shout.

Raising his hand, he led the battle formation behind him.

The Black cavalry ran faster and faster, and slowly turned into a rushing Black torrent, ramming towards Han Muye.

The power of the blood evil blocked the surrounding world, the space was stable, and it turned into a blood-colored curtain with a radius of hundreds of miles, making it impossible for Han Muye to escape.

"I'm careless, Han Wudi should take action in advance, don't let the forces of the battle formation gather." An old man in half-length battle armor stroked his beard and shook his head.

"Indeed, once the Daoist formation of the Yuan Devil Dao Sect is launched, it will never die. Not to mention a heaven-defying sword immortal, even a Celestial Immortals, I am afraid they will go all out."

The realm of Celestial Immortals, one step away is thousands of miles away.

Dongxu and Lianxu seem to be only a first-order difference, but the combat power is different.

The strength of the Taoist soldiers of the Yuan Devil Dao sect has long been rumored in the wasteland.

At this time, seeing it rolling and rushing, the blood-colored power staggered into one, it really was a soldier, and the Killing intent took the soul.

"Good formation."

Han Muye looked at the surging torrent and said in a low voice, his eyes fell on the black armored general who spoke out on the opposite side.

At this time, the war general has retreated a thousand feet, and he is in the center of the battle formation.

However, he was obedient, knowing the truth of catching a thief and a king, and hiding himself directly in the center of the army formation, making it impossible for anyone to want to assassinate him.

Also, a Sword Immortal, no matter how strong he is, he cannot face the 100,000 Army formation head-on.

The only thing that can be done is, of course, Sucker Punch kills the leading general and makes the army collapse.

Unfortunately, Han Muye didn't fly like they thought.

In his hand, a cyan long sword appeared.

No one knew that this was his Primordial Spirit Sword.

Kill the sword.

Kendo masters killing, this sword is designed for killing.

"kill."

Han Muye took three steps, raised his hand and slashed his sword, slicing the soldier who was the first to charge towards Han Muye's face with a spear thrust in his hand.

The condensed qi and blood spread out towards the surroundings, and the soldiers in the army formation had red eyes, and the qi and blood tumbled from their bodies, as if their bodies were about to explode.

Han Muye was holding a blue long sword. As long as he collided with the soldiers, three or five of them would be slashed with one sword.

He was three feet tall and became a restricted area.

The blood-colored Killing intent was led and poured into the frost-turned cloud-like sword above Han Muye's head.

In the eyes of outsiders, Han Muye uses this long sword with the power of frost to suppress and digest those blood Killing intents that can make people confused.

This approach is orthodox.

It's just that no one knows that more than 80% of the blood evil energy gathered at this time was absorbed by the Primordial Spirit Killing Sword in Han Muye's hand.

What outsiders see is only appearances.

dogfight.

It is completely unimaginable that Han Muye chose to fight the Taoist soldiers in the battle formation.

Sword Ray flashed away, and the endless sword shadows rose with a puff of blood.

Every sword will take away several lives.

The sword in Han Muye's hand was getting faster and faster, and the corpses around him piled up into mountains, forcing him to move forward.

Ten miles ahead, a ten-mile bloody road is paved.

There were no words around, and everyone looked at the killing field.

Who would have thought that Han Muye would choose one person and one sword to confront the Dao soldiers head-on?

"His sword seems to be faster?"

Someone found a clue.

Sure enough, Sword Ray in Han Muye's hands was a little faster at this time.

"It's also stronger." Someone said softly with a deep look in his eyes.

Before Han Muye killed three or five soldiers in the battle with one sword, at this time, each sword would take dozens of lives.

Could it be that killing will also make Han Wudi stronger?

That's right, it's a sword cultivator in the end, and it's normal to cultivate several secret techniques to increase combat power with the power of killing.

Jian Xiu, how could he not be good at killing?

"Variation"

Han Muye traveled another ten miles, and before he knew it, the number of soldiers killed had reached five thousand.

Five thousand soldiers were half of the army in front of him.

So many kills at one time, it's jaw-dropping.

Many immortal cultivators who majored in Taoism and were a little weaker in fighting had turned pale at this time.

Killing Qi will quietly affect people's minds, making people unable to gather strength.

Being slaughtered in half, the Daoist formation of the Yuan Devil Dao Sect had to switch formations.

"boom"

A phantom of a thousand-zhang black bear condensed with bloody energy appeared.

Black's body, shoulders covered with blue flames.

In his hand was a long blue sword, 1,300 zhang long. The blade was like a door panel, but it was 300 zhang large.

This door can directly crush a giant mountain.

"Roar"

The black bear roared, and the sword in his hand swung down, causing the Gangfeng to vibrate, crushing the void below it.

Han Muye was the first to bear the brunt, under the sword, his body was imprisoned, unable to move.

In fact, since the battle with the battle array, he has always carried the power of imprisonment.

He possesses the power of divine beasts, bears endless pressure, and can still move forward steadily.

At this time, under this long sword, the power of confinement was so extreme that the space around him was shattered inch by inch.

This is his strength against the power of confinement. The conflict between the two forces is too grand and the space can't bear it, so there will be cracks.

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand, and under everyone's horrified eyes, he faced the long sword that was pierced, and reached it directly.

Like an ant fighting a giant elephant.

This situation is an unimaginable contrast.

"boom"

Sword Ray counteracted the sword light, and there was a sound of roaring and cracking.

However, Han Muye, who was like an ant under the long sword, did not move, and the sword was still firmly in his hand.

The long knife above his head was covered with cracks.

"The power of swordsmanship is extremely pure. Han Wudi may not be able to compete with this bloody war bear, but he can break the power he gathered."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have thought that Han Wudi would be able to face off against the Yuan Devil Dao Zongdao soldiers?"

The long sword of the war bear in front was constantly waving, and Han Muye held the long sword and resisted every blow.

Unbeknownst to outsiders, Han Muye's Immortal Qi power and divine soul power have been activated to the extreme at this time, and even the Immortal Qi he had previously reserved was used.

Not for other reasons, just to cover up his slaughtering aura, and then stimulate the power of Slaughter Sword to fully absorb his cultivation.

This is a rare opportunity to absorb and replenish the killing energy.

The frost that the Chengyun Sword above his head turned into, from the outsiders' point of view, was a means of absorbing the Qi of Blood Evil, and then ensuring that Han Muye himself would not lose his mind.

In fact, this is a cover to cover up his absorption of blood evil energy.

Every time the war bear takes a knife, Han Muye will absorb 80% of the blood evil power.

Every ten times, the blood evil spirit on War Bear's body will become thinner.

The war general who commanded the army formation only thought it was a normal consumption, mobilized the power of the army formation, stabilized the body of the war bear, and then used the knife.

At this time, Han Muye's sword of primordial spirit was overflowing with blood-colored killing aura.

In his mind, there was also a strong slaughter aura.

enough.

The absorption this time alone is enough for him to refine it for a long time.

Practice, do not be greedy.

No matter how much more, this killing intent will affect his mental judgment. "boom"

The war bear stabbed with a knife, and Han Muye suddenly did not move, not even handing out the long sword in his hand.

Is this, powerless to resist?

perhaps.

Surrounded by battle formations, facing the siege of 100,000 soldiers alone, who can escape?

The strength of this war bear will make him feel uncomfortable even if he is separated from Norman, not to mention being pressed in front of him and killing him with one knife and one knife?

It is very likely that Han Wudi has run out of fuel and has to stop.

"Unfortunately what is that!"

"Demonic Beasts, no, divine beasts, the power of divine beast blood!"

In everyone's eyes, a hundred-zhang Kui bull appeared behind Han Muye, the long horns on top of his head lifted up, and directly pressed the long sword of the war bear.

Then, the frost formed by the cloud-forming sword in the sky spread out and matched with the lightning flashing above Kui Niu's head.

"boom"

Did the power of blood shattered in the frost fall, turning into blood-red lightning?

This flash of Thunder Shock hit the war bear, making the thousand-foot war bear tremble.

Then, the Kui Niu roared in the sky behind Han Muye, and the thunder light between the two horns on the top of his head followed the light of the knife on it and poured directly into the war bear.

The thousand-zhang war bear, which was condensed by the blood evil spirit, collapsed directly.

Not only the collapse, but all Sparks also spread into the battle formation along the blood of the collapsed Killing intent.

This war bear is the gathering of all the Killing Intent in the battle formation, and the thunder light follows the source of every Killing Intent and comes back.

"Snapped"

With a light sound, a soldier in black armor fell to the ground, his soul shattered.

Spark entered the body and directly smashed the spirit and blood all over his body.

Attached to the Black cavalry, he also fell to the ground, losing his breath of life.

When these black flame cavalry galloped in the battle formation, they did not make a small number of murders.

When the light of the thunder dissipated, a hundred miles around, finally regained its clarity.

The aura of blood that had permeated thousands of miles before was not seen in the slightest.

Of the 100,000 soldiers, there was only the pale-faced leader who was wearing black armor and holding a black long sword.

"kill"

With a long roar, this exhausted warrior dashed forward Han Muye and the phantom of Kui Niu that he condensed.

Han Muye stepped out, and Kui Niu rushed out behind him.

When the Kui Niu dispersed, the figure of the leading general was nowhere to be seen in front of him, only a long black sword was held in Han Muye's hand.

"when"

Han Muye held the hilt of his sword and carved a line on the scattered rocks beside him.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City, kill 100,000 Devil Dao soldiers here."

Holding a long sword, he stepped out.

Every step is a thousand feet, and thunder gathers behind him.

One person, one sword, slaying 100,000 soldiers.

This is what really happened in front of my eyes.

"What a ruthless Sword Immortal," someone sighed in a low voice.

The corpses covered in the wasteland show the ruthlessness of a kendo overhauler.

Han Wudi is not only invincible in swordsmanship, but also invincible with his killing intent!

The shot is ruthless, and there is no one left in one hundred thousand people. This kind of killing is really terrifying.

"He has the Kui Niu bloodline to condense thunder. As long as the killing does not violate his original intention, it will not affect his mood. It is terrible." A Daoist wearing a blue-grey Taoist robe and a golden crown narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Even the most advanced powerhouse in Cultivation Base would not dare to kill too much.

Because there are too many killings, they will be affected by this kind of blood evil spirit.

But Han Muye has the power of his own bloodline to refine and dissipate the blood evil, so he doesn't need to care at all.

That's what's scary.

This is why Han Muye wants to show the power of Kui Niu.

Outsiders only think that he uses the power of Kui Niu to resist the blood evil spirit and dissolve it, but they don't know that he uses his mind to kill the sword to condense the blood evil spirit.

Compared with the bloody aura in his Slaughter Sword, the gathering of 100,000 soldiers is only insignificant.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City challenges the city owner of Guanyue City, there is nothing to wait for, don't come to die"

Han Muye shouted loudly, and the voice resounded for thousands of miles, causing Earthquake to sway.

The voice echoed, and everyone looked at the place where the 100,000 soldiers fell and remained silent.

With 100,000 corpses paving the way, who else will die for Guanyue City?

It's just that these 100,000 soldiers are owned by the Yuan Devil Dao Sect, and Han Wudi killed them here. Isn't he afraid of the Yuan Devil Dao Sect seeking revenge?

Eighty thousand miles away, Han Muye stands in front of the city wall that hangs like a full moon.

This is Guanyue City.

It is named because the full moon can be seen here, and it can gather the power of the moon and the sky.

The ten-zhang-high wall is mottled with simplicity.

The city has stood in the wasteland for countless years.

On the city wall, there are soldiers in golden armor, each of them is gushing with blood, showing the fighting spirit.

Outside the city wall, a golden light curtain emerged, which was an extremely powerful defense formation.

The heritage of a big city is extremely deep.

The white-bearded Daoist wearing a dark golden robe stood on the top of the city, looking down, his aura merged with the entire city.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City?"

"Hehe, you shouldn't have come."

Daoist stepped out, and a golden golden seal appeared behind him.

"This deity has been sitting in Guanyue City for 30,000 years, condensing one side of the tunnel, and is lacking the soul of repression. You are here, it's fine."

The lord of Guanyue City, Celestial Immortals Power of the Realm of Refinement, has been in charge of this city for 30,000 years.

On the wasteland, there are not many strong people who can survive for a long time and not fall.

More people are either leaving or disappearing.

The golden seal was already hanging high when City Lord Guanyue opened his mouth.

When his voice fell, Da Yin directly shot out a thousand rays of light, which turned into a cold moonlight and shrouded Han Muye.

"It's the Moon Flower Seal of the Crown Moon City Lord!"

"This is a treasure of enlightenment, no less than a fairy treasure. With this treasure in hand, Guanyue City Lord can run rampant for so many years, and no one can shake its status."

Treasures and cultivators are combined, and the superposition of power may exert ten times the combat power.

Guanyue City Lord is like this, the golden seal formed by Assist, plus his own Cultivation Base, sits in Guanyue City, and no one dares to provoke him.

"Han Wudi in Yunlan City, Wushuang in Swordsmanship, is a new star in the wasteland. The city lord of Guanyue has been rampant for 30,000 years, and he is a strong senior."

"The battle between these two is probably the most exciting battle in Fang Qianli in a thousand years."

Looking at the golden seal in the air, someone whispered excitedly, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

This battle is related to the ownership of the two big cities and affects the general trend of millions of miles.

This battle also affects countless forces, no matter who wins, it will become a Totem here in the future.

"The power of Yuehua?"

Looking at the golden seal falling from the sky, a small smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

"I haven't used this sword in a long time"

"I've forgotten that I'm still the sword cultivator who fights close to one another, with a sword that will determine life and death."

The voice was clear, and the figure dissipated.

When he reappeared, Han Muye was already beside City Lord Guanyue, with a cyan dagger in his left hand, swinging from bottom to top.

Reverse, crescent moon.

The blood color, intertwined with the moonlight, diffuses.

A sword, life and death.