Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Swordsmanship ends.

This is a left-handed sword, a reversed understring swordsmanship.

Han Muye had never seen close combat techniques before, so he could have such a weird and ruthless attack.

He had used this sword technique several times, and each time he was close to beheading the strong in the realm.

He didn't want to teach such swordsmanship.

The pursuit of practitioners is, after all, longevity and longevity.

Swordsmanship practiced only for killing will affect the mind.

"I'll make it clear to you."

Han Muye stared at Zhao Youzhi's eyes and said solemnly, "This swordsmanship is a swordsmanship from Yuehua Sword Sect."

"I reversed it and turned it into a left-handed sword. In close combat, it is invincible."

"But the killing intent of swordsmanship is too deep. If you practice it, it may affect your heart." After a pause, Han Muye said in a low voice, "It may not end well."

Not to end well.

Zhao Youzhi looked at Han Muye, his only left hand clenched.

"Please teach me brother."

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and the Purple Flame Sword fell on his hand.

"Cultivating this swordsmanship, the turn is only between Half steps."

"This swordsmanship, within a half step, is invincible to me."

Sword Ray stabbed out from Han Muye's left hand side with a "stab", and then flashed by with a faint halo.

Every move and every style is extremely tricky and weird.

Zhao Youzhi's left hand does have Talent.

This kind of strange swordsmanship, it only took him one night to become proficient.

Afterwards, it is to practice on your own.

Seeing that the Sword Ray flashed on Zhao Youzhi's hand, and every move was as disorderly as an antelope hangs its horns, Han Muye nodded slightly.

He raised his hand and took out a broken sword.

"I have a sword, suitable for you to use this sword technique."

This broken sword has a dark aura on it, and the dark Sword Qi circulates.

The sword of the palace master of the ancient Lieyang Palace.

This sword was cut off by Yuan Tianjianzun.

Looking at the sword in Han Muye's hand, Zhao Youzhi looked down and saw the sword in his hand.

"Senior brother, can I return this sword?"

Golden Lion Sword.

The sword was three feet eight inches long and weighed thirty-one pounds.

This sword is of the middle grade and is suitable for swordsmanship of wide opening and closing.

At the beginning, Zhao Youzhi practiced this kind of swordsmanship.

When he was leading the sword in the Jiange, Zhao Youzhi liked the Golden Lion Sword very much, and once said that he would never change the sword.

Han Muye nodded and said, "You keep it."

Zhao Youzhi returned his long sword to its sheath, then stretched out his hand to catch the broken sword that Han Muye handed over.

Starting with the broken sword, Han Muye was keenly aware that there was a flash of light on the sword.

This is, Sword Approval?

This is a Magic Treasures-level sword.

Although it is broken, there is still spirituality in it.

Unexpectedly, this sword would choose Zhao Youzhi as its master.

Chances are this kind of thing, it really doesn't make sense.

"Senior brother, this sword," Zhao Youzhi looked at the sword in his hand in surprise, then raised his head to look at Han Muye: "I'm afraid it is extremely precious, right?"

Of course precious.

Take this sword to auction, at least millions of Spirit Stones start.

Han Muye waved his hand and whispered, "You just need to know, don't let too many people know."

Zhao Youzhi nodded, the Sword Ray that originally circulated on the Broken Sword disappeared, and the sword became simple and rough.

"Om-"

In the distance, the horn of the demon clan's attack sounded.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Youzhi strode down the cliff.

At the foot of the mountain, practitioners who were already familiar with the battlefield began to form battle formations, waiting for the arrival of the tide-like army of monsters.

"Sixth brother!"

Suddenly, in the noise, someone exclaimed.

On the hillside, two figures in white shirts stood there.

With gray hair and an old face, Huang Laoliu was neatly tucked.

Lu Qingping, wearing a white dress and carrying a long sword, stood beside him.

Lu Qingping's hand was tightly held by Huang Laoliu.

"I brought Sixth Sister-in-law to show everyone."

Huang Lao Liu grinned.

Six sisters.

This is the sixth sister-in-law.

It is Huang Laoliu who traveled 100,000 miles and exhausted all his sister-in-law to pursue.

Seeing Huang Laoliu and Lu Qingping holding hands and standing on the hillside, many practitioners only felt that their impetuous and timid mood had begun to calm down.

Brother Liu can find sister-in-law Liu, and he will definitely survive!

Back then, when the sixth brother moved forward, everyone saw that the mortal sixth brother was as firm as iron, and he only wanted to find the sixth sister-in-law.

No one dared to think that Sixth Brother could find Sixth Sister-in-law.

Ordinary people, how could it be possible?

Now, Brother Six has done it!

He found the sixth sister-in-law, unscathed.

Unconsciously, there was an atmosphere in the battle formation, and an unspeakable morale began to gather.

"Fight with me—"

Seeing such a scene, Tang Chi gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and rushed forward with his sword.

On the other side, He Xuanqi also rushed out.

Everyone rushed forward before the Demonic Beasts swarmed.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Laoliu turned to look at Lu Qingping: "Miss Ping, do you really want to accompany me to kill the enemy?"

Lu Qingping nodded and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhenxiong, I'm from you, so naturally I want to accompany you."

These words made Huang Laoliu grin with a toothless mouth, and the divine light in his eyes was extremely bright.

"it is good."

He looked up, looked at Han Muye standing on the cliff, and laughed.

Holding Lu Qingping, Huang Laoliu strode down with a long sword in his hand.

Han Muye stood on the cliff, watching Huang Laoliu and Lu Qingping rush into the battle, surrounded by countless practitioners, rushing forward.

Huang Laoliu held the sword in one hand and Lu Qingping in the other.

"It's a brother, rush with me!"

Huang Laoliu shouted loudly.

"rush--"

Countless people followed and shouted.

Huang Laoliu didn't make a move, so he took Lu Qingping, holding the sword, as if shopping, and walked forward.

In front of him and behind him, countless practitioners desperately protected the two of them and rushed forward.

At this moment, no force can stop this team.

Huang Lao Liu was several meters in front of him, and all the Demonic Beasts who were blocking the way were beheaded.

Whether it is Qi Condensation or Foundation Establishment.

Those practitioners went crazy, protecting Huang Laoliu and Lu Qingping.

"Sixth brother—" Someone shouted in Gu Ya's battle formation.

"Sixth brother—"

On Yunchao Ridge, someone shouted.

"Sixth brother—"

Between heaven and earth, there are countless people shouting.

These voices converged into one, the landslide and the ground split!

On the Yunchao Ridge, the powerhouses who were cultivating in meditation were alerted and flew in mid-air.

"Who is this person?"

A white-bearded old man frowned and looked down the mountain.

"Jiu Xuan Sword Sect disciple, I wonder if it's the sixth in the line of succession?" Zheng Wangyuan, who is in charge of the various sects on Yunchao Mountain, the leader of Lingdao Sect here, narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Starting from Fengshou Mountain, the younger generations of various sects competed for each other.

Recently, the Nine Profound Sword Sect has produced several famous elites.

That kendo is banished from immortals, but even Master Tu Sun dares to invite a fight.

Yuntai Daozong and Mingshan Jianzong both support Han Muye very much.

According to the observations of the past few days, this elite from the Nine Profound Sword Sect is afraid that he will be vigorously cultivated by the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Today, I didn't expect another one to come out. There is such a popular disciple of the Nine Profound Sword Sect on the mountain and down the mountain.

This is not a good sign for their Spirit Dao Sect.

Zheng Wangyuan and the other big cultivators are not only practicing, but also dealing with important matters, and no one really knows who Huang Laoliu is.

"Huang Laoliu, the swordsman of Jiu Xuan Jianmen's sword pavilion."

At this moment, Yang Dingshan's voice sounded.

"When Jiu Xuan Jianmen fought against Fengling Jianzong, Huang Laoliu used the sword of the soul to help Jin Ze Sect Leader and injured Zhang Cheng's Sect Leader." Yang Dingshan said as he glanced at the old man standing beside him.

The old man's face was cold and he didn't say a word.

He is the Half Step Heaven Realm of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

"Hehe, I know this kid." Master Tu Sun, who had fallen to the side at some point, smiled.

"This kid is a mortal with all his heart, and he does everything he can to find the dao companion who betrayed the Western Sect."

"The 200,000 practitioners below are mostly gathered by his bounty."

Master Tu Sun told these stories in a few words. After he finished speaking, he said with emotion: "To say, there are not many people who can compare to this kind of xinxing.

No one would care about the mortal love in the world, the great cultivator standing in mid-air.

Their xinxing Cultivation Base has already passed that stage.

But the more lost, the more nostalgic.

For a time, these big cultivators were silently watching the pair of men and women walking on the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Tu, do you know this story so well?"

The old man standing beside Master Tu Sun turned his head curiously.

"That kid's bounty isn't low, I'm sure of the news, ahem—" Master Tu Sun waved his hand before he finished speaking, and his figure dissipated in the same place.

It turned out to be concerned about the reward news.

Knowing that Master Tu Sun likes to hang out in the Rogue Cultivators circle, everyone who realized the practice laughed lightly.

Under the mountain, the original offensive and defensive trend has changed.

Huang Laoliu led the army of practitioners for several miles.

Like an arrow, he led the practitioners behind him to break through the army of the demon clan.

Zhao Youzhi, who did not know when he came to Huang Laoliu, lowered his head and only followed Huang Laoliu.

All the Demonic Beasts and the demon clan who were about to rush to Huang Lao Liu fell down inexplicably and their breath was cut off.

Within a half step, no one is invincible.

"Roar--"

A golden-haired giant ape roared wildly, and slapped Zhao Youzhi with its palm.

This giant ape was transformed by the big demon in the Half-step environment, and it has already seen that Zhao Youzhi made a move.

Zhao Youzhi raised his head, holding the sword in his left hand, and his body sank slightly.

Such a big monster, it is a little difficult for him to achieve a one-hit kill.

"Brother, I'll come."

Huang Laoliu took a step forward and raised the sword in his hand.

"boom--"

The long sword slashed, and the ten-zhang sword beam directly split the giant ape in front of him in half.

With one sword, cut the half step monster!

"Sixth brother, you are awesome—"

I don't know who called it.

"Sixth brother—"

"Brilliant-"

Countless voices, shaking the sky thoroughly, brought Spiritual Qi and Sword Qi intertwined, and turned into a sky-high wind.

Before the army formation, the morale was soaring to the extreme.

Huang Laoliu grinned, danced his long sword, held Lu Qingping's hand, and the two of them strode forward.

Tang Chi, who was wrapped in the army, stopped, with a trace of confusion and resentment in his eyes.

He lost a game before and could only fight on the battlefield to earn a chance.

This front army formation should be led by him.

But now, even such an opportunity has to be snatched away?

"Sir, don't hesitate."

"The soul qi and blood required for the blood sacrifice is only a little short."

"As long as the blockade is broken, we will leave this world."

"What is the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate?"

On Tang Chi's side, the old man in black robe whispered.

Tang Chi nodded, gritted his teeth, held his sword and ran forward.

A smile flashed on the old man's face, and he quickly followed.

"boom--"

In the sky, a black demon cloud rushed towards Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Laoliu held a sword in his hand, and a dark red halo flashed in his eyes.

Beside him, Lu Qingping held his hand tightly.

"Lion Ming, today, let's make a break."

In midair, a figure in green robe appeared, holding a sword, blocking the demon cloud.

Sun Mu.

The Elder of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

The Cultivation Base itself is stagnant, and there is no potential Elder.

It's just that Sun Mu, who was standing there at this time, had a little erratic aura on his body, as if he was suppressing something.

There was laughter from the demon cloud, and then it bumped into Sun Mu.

A bright golden light suddenly erupted in Sun Mu's eyes, and the sword in his hand brought out a sword beam of a hundred meters, and it slammed down.

"Old man Sun, you have made a breakthrough!"

"how is this possible!"

There was an exclamation from the demon cloud, and then he wanted to retreat desperately.

But Baizhang Sword Ray slammed down and cut the demon cloud in half.

On Sun Mu, the soaring Gold Core Cultivation Base rose up.

The already stagnant Cultivation Base began to gather.

In the sky, the clouds rolled.

"Promotion!"

"Sun Mu, whose Cultivation Base has stagnated Golden Core for two hundred years, can still advance?"

Up and down Yunchao Ridge, countless exclamations came.

At the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate, the retired elder Lu Hao, who was wearing a green robe, moved and landed beside Sun Mu.