Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Han Muye's swords have always been placed in the sword case behind him. Outsiders don't know how many swords there are, but Han Muye once gathered Sword Ray dragons, and there are many swords in the sword case.

Outsiders have also guessed whether he is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and whether he also has a sword tower.

It's just that he has never used Xuanling Sword Sect's kendo methods, which makes it difficult to distinguish.

Of course, whether he is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect is not the most important thing in this wasteland.

On the Yunteng Wasteland, in the end, it depends on your own strength.

Just like, at this time!

Han Muye let out a low voice, and in the sword box behind him, ten thousand long swords were unsheathed, one after another, like a dragon of long swords, and like a river of Sword Ray.

Each long sword is shining brightly, making the long swords connected, like a universe star.

"when."

A long sword collided with the attacking Sword Ray, and the long sword vibrated slightly and fell directly.

Can't stop.

Blood War Ancestor's Cultivation Technique, which is based on Killing intent, has a strong suppressive effect on immortal light spirituality.

Han Muye's sword was completely unable to resist the sword of the godless sword fairy Xia Jun.

But Han Muye is not a sword.

Instead, ten thousand long swords came out.

"when"

"when"

Each sword drops after colliding with Sword Ray of the Godless Swordsman.

a handle.

Ten handles.

Hundred handles.

Thousands of handles!

The long sword that attacked finally slowed down a little.

Thousands of long swords collided, finally slowing down the speed of Wushen Sword Fairy Sword Ray.

As long as the sword can slow down a little, that's enough.

Countless Sword Rays are like locusts Normal, surrounding the long sword, and the sound of "ding dong" is endless.

When the long sword flew three feet in front of Han Muye, it had no impact at all, and it hovered quietly.

This is a blue-gray long sword, the sword is three feet and one minute long, covered with immortal patterns, the blade is dull, and the dark golden hilt is engraved with mysterious thunderbird patterns.

In front of Han Muye, there was no sword to stop him.

At this moment, he was facing the sword so directly.

"Really blocked!" In the surrounding void, there was a low exclamation.

Wushen Jianxian's sword is thousands of miles away, and the grand ups and downs that come from the collapse of the sky, make countless sword cultivators tremble in their hearts.

With such a sword, within a radius of 10,000 miles, there are probably not many people who dare to say that they can take it.

"This method is really like the sword formation of the Xuanling Sword Sect, but it's not." Someone stared at Han Muye and whispered softly.

If the disciples of the Xuanling Sword Sect could control the sword formation with the power of the sword tower, they would be able to be sharper than Han Muye's Sword Ray at this time.

Of course, Neng Wanjian is one, and the sword of the sword fairy that breaks the gods is already a rare power among sword cultivators.

"Wonderful, it's a worthwhile trip." A gray-haired old man wearing a black robe with a black long sword on his back had bright eyes, and there was a trace of Sword intent on his body.

Not worth it.

Seeing this type of kendo collision is a worthwhile trip.

Under everyone's gaze, Han Muye slowly reached out his hand.

There was a thin Sword Ray on his fingertips, which touched the long sword in front of him.

Sword Ray penetrated into the long sword, and the long sword suddenly trembled violently, as if to flee, but was imprisoned and unable to leave.

"Dare"

Thousands of miles away, there was an angry shout, and the sound of wind and thunder surged.

The Godless Sword Immortal Xia Jun is here!

But across thousands of miles, he needs time.

With a slight smile on Han Muye's face, the Sword intent at his fingertips penetrated into the long sword.

The image in his mind made him almost laugh out loud.

Where is this sword?

This is clearly a sword of primordial spirit!

Xia Jun, the godless sword fairy, condensed his own primordial spirit into a sword, and directly used this sword to attack and kill thousands of miles.

Now, to investigate the secrets in the sword by himself, is to directly look at his Yuanshen memory.

Moreover, as long as he is infused with Sword intent, he can directly seize his kendo essence, making him truly a "Swordless Sword Immortal"!

Wearing a black robe, eight feet tall and covered in Sword Ray, the old man of 50, who was still carrying the wind, stood ten feet in front of Han Muye, his eyes fixed on Han Muye.

He raised his hand and held it empty, trying to bring back his own long sword.

But the sword was under the infusion of Han Muye Sword intent, and it no longer obeyed his command.

This made Xia Jun look extremely ugly.

"What's going on?" The Kendo Powers who came from all over the place to watch were all puzzled.

Why can't the sword of Godless Sword Immortal be taken back?

For a sword cultivator, the sword is siblings and life.

If the sword is controlled by outsiders, wouldn't it hand over one's own life directly?

"This Yunlan Sword Immortal is terrible." Some masters who saw the clues stared at the trembling long sword and whispered.

This sword wants to go, but can't get away!

In the future, if anyone wants to fight Yunlan Sword Immortal, he must not use the sword-fighting technique, otherwise, the sword in his hand is likely to be taken away!

Seeing the long sword trembling, Wushen Jianxian gritted his teeth and drank, then raised his hands.

"buzz"

The long sword vibrated and slowly turned into a stream of golden light.

The power of the soul!

This sword is actually not a real sword, but transformed by the primordial spirit!

This is the real secret of Wu Shen Jian Xian!

Countless exclamations came.

The name of Wushen Sword Immortal Xia Jun has been spread in the wasteland for tens of thousands of years, and no one knew that the long sword he killed from the air was his own primordial spirit.

This guy dares to attack and kill directly with his own primordial spirit, and is not afraid of being impregnated with secret methods and directly capture primordial spirit?

The primordial spirit is so dynamic that it cannot be compared with any sword at all.

But Yuanshen is Yuanshen after all, and there is no real sword that is stable. Although the spirituality is strong, it is easily eroded.

If he had known that Xia Jun's sword was transformed by the primordial spirit, he would never have been undefeated for 30,000 years!

"Unfortunately, this chance to defeat Xia Jun was taken by Yunlan Sword Immortal." Someone's eyes flashed brightly, and the words were out of his mouth, but suddenly Leer.

The scattered primordial spirits reunited and reappeared in front of Xia Jun.

The reproducible primordial spirit is not a sword, but a bloody gun!

Bloody gun!

Blood War Ancestor!

The kendo overhaul that has been famous for thousands of years in the Yunteng Wasteland turned out to be a disciple of Immortal World Totem, a blood War Ancestor!

If it wasn't for Yunlan Sword Immortal who broke Xia Jun's Primordial Spirit Sword, who would have known that Xia Jun turned out to be a disciple of the Blood War Ancestor?

Blood War Ancestor, that's one of the Totems in this world, and it's the kind of Totem that can't be messed with.

Many people looked at the blood-colored spear and could not help but retreat.

The domineering of the Blood War Ancestor has long penetrated into the hearts of all immortal practitioners in the Immortal World.

The name of the bloody battle depends on the battle to the death.

Whoever opposes the disciples of the Blood War Ancestor must prepare for the endless pursuit of the Blood War Ancestor.

"It's a good way to make this deity turn a sword into a gun. You are the first in ten thousand years." Xia Jun raised his hand to hold the handle of the gun, watching Han Muye's eyes condensed with murderous intent.

"The last one was Du Ming Jianxian He Qu."

"It's really hard to kill him."

Du Ming Jianxian He Qu!

The name drew exclamations from all around.

The famous lone sword fairy in the wasteland, who has reached the realm of virtual refining, has disappeared for thousands of years. Many people speculate that it is a Closed Door Training breakthrough, ready to step into the realm of virtual reality.

It turned out that he was beheaded by Wushen Sword Immortal Xia Jun!

Above Xia Jun's spear, the blood light gathered into a bloody wolf shadow. This wolf shadow has three heads, an illusory body, and a black halo.

"I hope you don't let me down, come and be the fourth soul cast in my bloody gun!"

Xia Jun, who no longer concealed his identity, shouted, and spear thrust out the gun.

The spear whistled, piercing the void.

One ten thousandth of a ten-foot space was broken.

The force is concentrated on the point, and the Shattering Void is straight!

One inch long, one inch strong!

The power of the spear is not inferior to the sword.

The power of the Blood War Ancestor is not inferior to the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Xia Jun's spear is stronger than his sword!

When this spear thrust came out, countless people around them widened their eyes and their hearts were beating wildly.

With such a shot, even Celestial Immortals would not dare to take it hard!

"boom"

The long spear slammed into Han Muye's body, directly wrapping his body, and the blood-colored streamer intertwined, turning into a cocoon of light.

devour.

Directly devours Han Muye with bloodthirsty power.

Blood War Ancestor fights with war, and the more he fights, the stronger he will never die.

As long as the spear devoured Han Muye's soul and body, he could gather another spear spirit.

The three wolves will also turn into four.

Looking at the surging blood, a smile appeared on Xia Jun's face.

"Blood soul swallowing, no wonder."

"Xia Jun is a strong man in the Blood War Ancestor Blood Soul Hall. He is the best at devouring the soul, and there is no god sword fairy. This name is really ironic."

Blood War Ancestor has three halls, Blood Kill, Blood Soul, Blood Seal, Blood Kill is the craziest, Blood Soul is the most ruthless, and Blood Seal is the worst.

When a strong man in the Blood Soul Hall makes a move, he will extract the opponent's Soul Refiner to refine his body. No wonder this Xia Jun can get the name of a godless sword fairy.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, I'm afraid it will be unknown in this world"

Many eyes fell on the bloody light, and the complexion was complicated.

In the end, a large sect is a large sect, and its background, background, and methods are not comparable to ordinary immortal cultivators.

Blood War Ancestor's blood-soul devouring cannot be cracked at all.

Otherwise, Blood War Ancestor can't be one of the Totems of Rainfall Immortal World.

With blood surging, Xia Jun turned his gaze to Yunlan City ahead.

After a while, you will be able to become the master of this city.

If it wasn't for the Sect mission, let yourself suppress Yunlan Jianxian, who might be a master of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and he wouldn't take action yet.

Looking at Yunlan City now, perhaps, you have come right?

With a smile on his face, his outstretched hand pressed down.

The blood-colored light cocoon that wrapped Han Muye began to sink in.

But at this moment, the smile on his face slowly faded.

In the next instant, his face was full of fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying!

The blood soul that condensed his Cultivation Base was completely out of control!

The power of blood and soul is collapsing!

Blood War Ancestor Blood Soul Hall relies on the power of blood soul to suppress the Quartet. If the power of blood soul is broken, the Blood Soul Hall of Blood War Ancestor will be abolished.

The change in the expression on Xia Jun's face also changed the face of the powerhouses concerned by all parties.

The sharp mind has already sensed something is wrong.

It seems that the power of the blood soul did not directly kill Han Wudi?

"boom"

The power of blood and soul that wrapped Han Muye shattered, and three blood-colored streamers rushed into the sky and landed on the Conferred Gods list in Yunlan City.

Then, three golden phantoms appeared.

"That is, Chen Siyuan, the powerhouse of the Blood War Ancestor, who was the elder in the Blood War Ancestor Blood Soul Hall, how could he be in Xia Jun's blood soul?"

"Rebel!" In mid-air, the golden figure standing first stared at the pale-faced Xia Jun below and shouted violently.

Rebel!

Xia Jun's legs softened.

"I remembered that there was a closed disciple under Elder Chen Siyuan, whose name was Xia Yucheng!"

"Yes, that is a genius of cultivation. It is said that he has stepped into the peak of immortals in just a thousand years. He is a genius among the descendants of the Blood War Ancestor. Unfortunately, he disappeared for unknown reasons."

Xia Yucheng, this is Xia Jun, the Godless Sword Immortal!

But how could his master be in his blood and soul power?

"Jun Xia, no, Xia Yucheng, you didn't expect that I could have a secret method to communicate with blood and souls, right?" Han Muye stood there, looked at Jun Xia who was paralyzed on the ground, and opened his mouth.

"Bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, attacking the master of Closed Door Training, refining it into his own blood soul, even the other two blood souls are the same blood War Ancestor."

"No wonder you came to this Yunteng Wasteland incognito. Are you afraid that if you stay in the Blood War Ancestor, your evil deeds will be discovered in the end?"

Han Muye's words seemed to hit Xia Jun with a heavy hammer.

He shook his head and looked up at the three figures who were glaring at him.

"Yes, you forced me"

"Deva's five failures, but I have no place to die, I don't want to die, it can only be you!"

Gritting his teeth, Xia Jun slowly stood up, blood condensed on his body.

In his hand, a bloody war gun appeared again.

But when the gun reappeared, the surrounding powerhouses all exclaimed.

"Demon light!"

"He took refuge in the Immortal Domain!"

"This is the Blood Evil Monster Qi, and there are only a few people in the Immortal Domain who practice this way."

Several figures flew out and crashed towards Xia Jun.

Not to mention the common enemy, if you can win Xia Jun at this time, you can at least buy a favor for Blood War Ancestor.

Blood War Ancestor will not tolerate traitors who deceive their ancestors.

Blood War Ancestor, though arrogant and arrogant, isn't quite a sect.

"boom"

Xia Jun raised his spear, a burst of blood light burst, and then his body was wrapped in blood light and flew away.

Several Sword Rays followed and chased out.

Han Muye looked at the distant streamer, but didn't make a move.

There is no need.

He also did not expect that this strong swordsman who had been running wild in the wasteland for 30,000 years turned out to be a disciple of the Blood War Ancestor.

The key is a disciple who betrayed the Blood War Ancestor.

This time, Blood War Ancestor's face is about to be lost.

Looking up at the three figures who were sealed by the Conferred Gods list, Han Muye had a sly smile on his face.

Naturally, he did not have the ability to communicate with the blood soul.

But when he touched Xia Jun's Primordial Spirit Sword before, he had already seen the process of condensing his blood soul.

He already knew everything about Xia Jun's practice method.

Relying on full-level comprehension, he deduced the flaws in this blood soul practice.

Although the blood soul is strong, Xia Jun's condensing is not enough.

As long as the cast soul is decomposed when the blood soul is swallowed, the power of the blood soul can be broken.

When he was wrapped in the blood soul just now, he had used his own sword of primordial spirit to shatter Xia Jun's blood soul and rescued the three cast souls.

After that, you don't need him to take action.

One day later, Xia Jun was attacked and killed by the blood War Ancestor powerhouse, and his soul was collected.

The majesty of the Blood War Ancestor cannot be offended.

Yunlan City, the City Lord Great Hall.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, looked at the middle-aged cultivator with a stern expression in front of him.

"Junior has seen the Blood War Ancestor, the Elder."

Blood War Ancestor's blood soul hall transforms into a powerhouse in the virtual realm, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, one day to the Yunteng Wasteland, killing the traitor Xia Jun.

The strength of the Blood War Ancestor is evident.

"Are you interested in joining the Blood War Ancestor?" Elder Hengtian said with his hands behind his back, looking at the list of Conferred Gods hanging in the sky.