Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Ten thousand swords condense into one sword, and one sword is ten thousand swords!

In front of Master Tu Sun, all Sword Rays condensed into a cyan long sword, the sword body was densely clouded, and the sword edge flashed a cold light.

The sword was only solid, and the five demon clouds that were soaring to the sky had already vibrated.

"Master Tu Sun, you are crazy!"

"You really want to die and get rid of the sword baby that you have condensed for thousands of years?"

"Master Tu Sun, if I wasn't today, I would definitely break through the mountain gate of your Taiyi Sword Sect!"

There were roars and angry shouts, including anger and timidity.

Master Tu Sun laughed, and Sword Ray didn't lose a single bit, leading Han Muye's long sword over his head, and stabbed it with a bang.

In this sword, Master Tu Sun has practiced for thousands of years, Han Muye's spirit is the sword, and countless practitioners below are carrying swords with him.

This sword condenses the sword heart of Jian Xiu.

The sword came out, the heaven and the earth shook, the light of the sky circulated, and within ten thousand miles, the cloud was like a bucket.

Every time the sword Ray scored one point, the five demon clouds shattered by one point.

At this time, the five great monsters in the heavenly realm were unavoidable and had no way to escape. They gathered all their strength and formed a snarl to resist Master Tu Sun's sword with all their might.

Enemies five heavenly monsters with one sword.

Below, all practitioners clenched their fists.

This sword condenses the general trend of sword cultivation of the Western Border Human Race!

The bet is the luck of the Western Xinjiang people!

"boom--"

Sword Ray collided with the snare, without any hindrance, directly broke the Monster Qi and hit the first demon cloud.

The demon cloud shattered.

Heavenly Great Demon, fall!

The sword's edge advanced again, and the second demon cloud showed the appearance of a cyan giant wolf, fled in a panic, and was finally struck by a sword.

Kill again, the great demon of the heavenly realm, pawn!

The long sword still kept on, and the sword edge pierced the third demon cloud with a dazzling edge.

Ancestor Yufan, who turned into a water dragon, showed despair on his face, and when he moved, a red koi fish with a foot length flew out from the top of the water faucet.

Get off the demon body, the demon baby escapes.

The long sword pierced the body of the water dragon demon, Sword Ray drew it, caught up with the demon baby of ancestor Yu Fan, twisted it gently, and the demon baby shattered.

With one sword, cut the three-day realm!

Who would dare to face such power?

The two demon clouds in the back no longer had any fighting intentions, and they turned around and fled.

"Two fellow daoists, you haven't tried my swordsmanship in the Western Borders, how can you leave me alone?" Master Tu Sun's voice sounded, and the long sword was drawn, and he stabbed forward.

The two demon clouds fled in a panic, without a trace of heavenly demeanor.

How about heaven?

How much more fearlessness can there be in the face of life and death?

Standing behind Master Tu Sun, Han Muye, with a pale face, looked at the fleeing monster with an indescribable understanding in his heart.

No matter how long you have practiced for thousands of years, you are still a mortal without seeing through life and death.

Ordinary people should have their own practice.

The disputes that should be fought should be let go.

Since it is not an immortal god, it should have been contaminated by mortal dust.

"Tu fellow daoist, let me go, I won't come to Xijiang again-"

There was an urgent cry from within a demon cloud.

Master Tu Sun's long sword turned and stabbed at another demon cloud.

"Master Tu Sun, if you kill me, my ancestors will kill you—"

The words in the demon cloud were not finished, and it was broken open by the long sword and stabbed directly in the opposite direction.

At this point, the long sword stopped.

The big demon who was lucky enough to escape did not dare to stop at all, and flew away with the demon cloud on his back.

If you don't go, is it too long for life?

With one sword, slash the four heavens!

Sword Ray shines through thousands of miles, slashing the realm like slaughtering dogs.

The world of kendo, when it is so!

The moment Sword Ray stopped, Han Muye felt happy in his heart, and wished he could scream up to the sky.

Cultivating swords, isn't that just killing the heavens for this sword?

Looking at Master Tu Sun in front of him, Han Muye firmly believed that one day, he would be able to do the same, and the realm of heaven could be destroyed with a wave of his hand.

"Bam—"

Master Tu Sun was shocked, raised his hand and made a move, the giant sword shattered, and countless swords fell back.

When the swords flew out, the Sword Ray was dim.

Flying back at this time, every sword shone with aura.

The fleshly bodies and bloodline demon infants of the four heavenly demons were sacrificed, and the quality of these swords increased by at least 10%.

As long as it is warmly nurtured, no matter how poor an ordinary tool is, it can also develop a spiritual tool.

"My sword has become a half-spirit weapon!"

Someone held the long sword in his hand and exclaimed.

There is a spirit without a spirit, the difference between immortals and ordinary people.

Zhao Youzhi held the broken sword in his hand, pressing all his emotions into his heart.

The moment he took back the broken sword just now, he felt, own sword, alive!

Beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan was holding the sleepy little white fox, Huang Laoliu reached out and touched his head, Gao Xiaoxuan murmured, and his figure changed into a long sword again.

The demon clan's heavenly realm was completely defeated, four died and escaped, and the remaining demon clan could no longer support them, and all turned and fled.

Master Tu Sun can kill Tianjing, and naturally he can kill them too.

Above the sky, Master Tu Sun turned his head, looked at the pale Han Muye, and said with a chuckle, "Boy, how is my sword?"

When he learned swordsmanship, he was Master Han, and when he finished learning, he was a boy.

Han Muye nodded.

Mo Yuan's ten thousand swords returned to the sect, it was a waste of two hundred years, and it was a feeling to watch the three sword pavilion elders play their swords.

Han Muye's Ten Thousand Swords Guizong is sitting in the sword pavilion, and is condensed by watching thousands of swordsmanship with full-level comprehension.

Only Master Tu Sun's ten thousand swords returned to the ancestors, which took thousands of years and was condensed by a lifetime of kendo practice.

Thousands of swords return to their ancestry, and they return in the same way.

Seeing Han Muye nodding, Master Tu Sun showed a smile on his face.

"How?" Gu Fang Han Muye suddenly said.

His words made Master Tu Sun stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"Thirty-seven, no more."

Master Tu Sun rolled up his sleeves, and the corpses of the big monsters scattered in the Monster Qi cloud were gathered up.

There may be other treasures in the demon bones of the Heavenly Realm Great Demon. This is a huge wealth!

Looking down at the Xijiang sword cultivators who were cheering for their spirituality by sacrificing swords, Han Muye sighed inwardly.

It's the same everywhere.

The real strong eat meat, others drink soup.

In this battle, even if he could eat all the demons and kill all the Demonic Beasts, it would not be as good as Master Tu Sun and his 30% gain.

The resources of the practice world are always piled up at the top.

"Boy, go back and cultivate, your soul is too much, don't hurt your foundation." Master Tu Sun looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

Three immortal-grade Ziyu Pills exploded, and Han Muye's soul was almost drained.

He said ten breaths, if Tu Sun Shizhen entrusted the long sword with ten breaths, I am afraid that Han Muye would have fallen into the dust at this time.

This kind of soul consumption is simply too terrifying.

Han Muye nodded and said, "Senior, you should also Closed Door Training, use Jianying to fight, wear and tear should not be played."

The power of Jianying can't move easily, maybe the shocking sword will hurt the vitality.

This battle Tu Sun Shi won was also difficult and dangerous, and it was really hard.

Master Tu Sun grinned, then raised his hand and handed a sword to Han Muye.

This is the Heavenly Realm Great Demon who was finally beheaded and carried a sword with him.

This sword weapon has not reached the Magic Treasures level, but it already has a spirit in the sword, and it is a high-grade spirit weapon.

Does this count as paying yourself interest?

Han Muye took the long sword with a smile, holding the hilt in his hand.

A Sword Qi rushed directly into the body of the sword, and the long sword vibrated.

"I can't wait for refining?" Master Tu Sun grinned and shook his head gently.

Han Muye ignored him.

He actually is not refining swords, but wants to use the long sword to see what the Southern Wilderness Monster Race is planning.

The Great Demon of the Heaven Realm must know a lot.

Sword Qi entered the body of the sword, and pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

Sword refining, sacrificial refining, the clouded leopard clan big demon named Feng Che refined the long sword.

The clouded leopard clan is a powerful race in the Southern Wilderness, and they run amok.

The army of Zhongzhou came.

Xuanyang Guard in black armor and Chiyan Army in red armor.

The army is rolling, and the monsters are unmatched.

The master of this sword escaped quickly.

He came to Western Xinjiang because he did not dare to fight the Zhongzhou army again.

"You go to the Western Frontier first, we will pick out a few Nascent Soul Third Stage overhaulers, and we will arrive later."

"This time, we will definitely take the Western Border and give all the Southern Wilderness Monster Race a space to migrate."

The big demon who spoke was tall and tall, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

"boom--"

The light seemed to come out and crashed into Han Muye's mind.

Nascent Soul Third Stage is coming!

Han Muye's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak out to Master Tu Sun, there was already a roar in the distance.

That sound shook the world.

"Master Tu Sun, you shouldn't kill my Cloud Leopard Clan Feng Che."

The voice sounded thousands of miles away, and the demonic shadow was already in front of him.

A long gray claw shot towards Master Tu Sun!

Master Tu Sun raised his hand, Sword Ray all over his body gathered in a line, and the sword edge pierced directly.

"boom--"

Sword Ray exploded, and Master Tu Sun and Han Muye behind him were shaken back hundreds of feet, and a figure in a black robe landed where Master Tu Sun stood before.

"Feng Hanxiao? You're not dead yet?"

Master Tu Sun looked dignified and looked at the old man opposite.

The old man's face was gloomy, and You Han stared at Master Tu Sun: "The old man said that when you condense Jianying, the speed of cultivation is much slower than that of your peers."

"How about seeing it today? The old man has reached the top of Nascent Soul Third Stage, and you are still stuck on Second Stage."

A surging demon light rose from the old man's body, immeasurably coercive, making everyone in a radius of a hundred miles unable to lift their heads.

The power of one person can oppress hundreds of miles, and the power of the Nascent Soul Third Stage cultivator is so terrifying!

Master Tu Sun's face was solemn, and the already restrained cyan sword rose from the top of his head, swaying a cool halo.

Sword Ray shrouded, breaking through the pressure of the Nascent Soul Third Stage monster on the opposite side, letting Han Muye, who was stiff all over, breathe a sigh of relief.

This is the horror of heaven.

Even if you don't do it, you can make it difficult to move under the heavens.

In front of such a strong man, I am afraid it is difficult to even find the opportunity to take action.

"Feng Hanxiao, even if you are the First Stage of Cultivation Base, I am confident that I can get away with you."

Master Tu Sun stared at the old man in front and said coldly, "As long as you can't stay today, I will go to Nanhuang and kill all your clansmen one by one."

"You know I can do it."

ruthless.

At this time, Master Tu Sun was not the gentle old man among Rogue Cultivators, nor the all-powerful first sword cultivator, but a mortal with a sword in his hand and a vicious heart.

an eye for an eye.

play hard.

Such people are truly suitable for practice.

Han Muye felt that he deserved to be the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang.

On the opposite side, the great demon Feng Hanxiao of the heavenly realm looked gloomy and cold, his eyes were fixed on Master Tu Sun, and his aura continued to gather.

On Master Tu Sun, Sword Ray slowly gathered.

Feng Hanxiao is the Nascent Soul Third Stage, the strongest in the Western Frontier, the Great Elder Wanhua of Lingdao Sect, and also the Nascent Soul Third Stage.

In the face of Feng Hanxiao, Master Tu Sun needs to go all out.

"Master Tu Sun, do you think that this deity is here to kill you, will you not be prepared?"

At this moment, Feng Hanxiao suddenly made a sound.