Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Go to hell—"

The furious demon raised his hand, and the long magic sword in his hand turned into a long spear.

Armed with a spear, the big devil led the endless Devilish Qi and rammed towards Han Muye.

The space passage is about to be closed, and if this demon does not rush out, it will be closed again.

For thousands of years, he was not reconciled.

"Om-"

Han Muye raised his hand, and the phantom of the sword infused with Sword intent rose up.

The two swords led Sword Ray, and the swords returned to their ancestors in one style, and the demons were knocked back.

This style of ten thousand swords returning to the ancestors can be against the heavens!

Without waiting for the demon to turn around, Han Muye raised his hand and returned to his ancestors with a thousand swords.

Sword Ray is tyrannical and still shines!

"boom--"

Demon, back away.

The female nun in black robe whispered, "Is this the eighth Sword intent, or the ninth?"

"boom--"

Another type of ten thousand swords returning to the ancestors.

"tenth."

"eleven."

Li San and Zhao Youzhi, who had rushed into the space passage and were about to fight to the death, just stared wide-eyed, watching Han Muye's double swords pierce the sky, and Sword Ray fell.

What swordsmanship, what skill, what strategy.

Couldn't stop the Sword Intent infusion, the Immortal Pindan erupted, and all swords returned to their ancestors.

The demon powerhouse already has the combat power of a half step heaven, holding a magic treasure, and can kill three Gold Cores with one sword.

But in this passage, in front of the Spiritual Qi that Han Muye's Immortal Pin Pill burst out, and Wan Jian Guizong poured into Sword Intent, he could only retreat.

Step back, step back.

There is no reason to say that before Wanjian returns to his ancestry, what if he does not retreat?

"madman."

"With so many Sword intents in your body, do you think your lifespan is too long?" The black-robed male cultivator clenched the long sword and stared at Han Muye.

But in her eyes, the light became more and more obvious.

"I don't believe you still have Sword intent!" The demon roared wildly.

"boom--"

Sword Ray falls.

"You can't have Sword intent anymore!" The demon's voice was hoarse.

"boom--"

Head on, another sword.

"Absolutely impossible, you can't—"

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

I don't know if it is the twenty-ninth Sword Ray or the thirty Sword Ray.

The demon was shocked, slammed into the golden light curtain behind him, and was enveloped by the light curtain.

The light curtain pulled the demon's body and pulled it back.

The demon roared and struggled, holding the magic treasure spear, trying to rush out of the light curtain.

Han Muye raised his hand and chopped down with a magnificent Sword Ray. Sword Ray chopped off the demon's arm, cut off his arm, and dropped the magic treasure.

The demon roared in pain, with endless unwillingness, endless humiliation, and endless resentment. The figure was pulled into it by the golden light curtain and disappeared into the passage.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and swept it away, and put both the demon's broken arm and the magic treasure into the storage ring.

Around him, countless black armored demons rushed over, trying to capture the magic treasure.

Such treasures have a fatal attraction to the demons.

"Kuraga-"

With a gentle sword cry, Zhao Youzhi's left hand slashed the broken sword gently, directly tearing the two black armored demon bodies into pieces.

On the other side, Li San Sword Ray flashed, and after the sword edge penetrated a black armored devil, he stabbed another black armored devil's body.

The two Sword Ray were like a giant, and they directly emptied Han Muye's body.

"What a beautiful swordsmanship..."

The black-robed female cultivator walked forward with her sword in hand, looking at Sword Ray around Han Muye, with a look of amazement on her face.

"Let's go, this town is about to be closed, if you don't leave, you won't be able to go back."

The black-robed female cultivator looked at Han Muye, shouted loudly, raised her hand, and swayed a Sword Ray.

"Thorn-"

Sword Ray disappears like a shadow.

"boom--"

Hundreds of black armored demon figures exploded.

Slashing hundreds of black armored demons with one sword!

What a domineering swordsmanship!

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the sword in the nun's hand.

Xuanyang Sword.

The female cultivator turned around and left, Han Muye took a deep breath, the remaining nineteen Sword intents in Qi Sea slowly gathered, and the three Sword Pills in Dantian spun down, pressing down the churning Spiritual Qi, and quickly followed.

The others guarded Han Muye and rushed out of the space passage where the aura was thin and rippling.

When Han Muye and the others stepped out of the space passage, dozens of black armored demons followed.

Then, the space channel completely dissipated, and the beam of light disappeared.

The dozens of black armored demons stood in place, looking at the surrounding mountains and fields, and millions of practitioners in the western border, with a blank expression on their faces.

Demons also know to be afraid.

Han Muye had no interest in turning around and beheading the dozens of black armored demons.

He followed the black-robed men's and women's cultivators to the cliff of Yunchao Ridge.

Standing on the cliff, watching countless practitioners drown the black armor, Han Muye smiled.

These ordinary practitioners, they do not know how many times they are on the line between life and death.

When the five heavenly monsters besieged Master Tu Sun, it was not Han Muye's sword of the soul that helped Master Tu Sun to destroy the demon, and Yunchao Mountain in the western border had already fallen.

If it wasn't for Huang Laoliu's actions to destroy the Nascent Soul Third Stage monster, and the two monsters would defeat or kill Master Tu Sun, then the entire Yunchao Ridge on the western border would shed blood, and there would not be one out of ten.

After the demon was born, a Heavenly Devil roar suppressed Baili. These excited practitioners under the cliff did not know that there were countless black armored demons in the space passage.

If that tyrannical demon led these black armored demons out of the space passage, all the practitioners in the mountains would become blood eaters of the demon race.

Sometimes, ignorance can be a kind of happiness.

"Xuanyangwei's duty is to protect Tianxuan, so that Tianxuan's practitioners and mortals can live like this." The black-robed men's and women's cultivators said in a low voice.

The nun turned around and her eyes fell on Han Muye.

"Han Muye?"

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen's sword pavilion guards?"

Han Muye nodded.

"I have been to the sword pavilion under the order of the prime minister."

Han Muye was taken aback by the nun's words.

He remembered the attention from the writers when Sword Qi was infused with Xuanyang Sword.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xiang would order people to come to Jiange.

"If you have cultivated the Xuanyang Art, you will be qualified to become the Xuanyang Guard's reserve commander."

The female nun's eyes fell on Han Muye, and she said lightly, "I look at your Cultivation Base's combat power. You can rank about 250 out of the 300 Xuanyang Guard's reserve commanders."

Han Muye didn't know if the ranking the female cultivator said included his own Wanjian Guizong swordsmanship, or not.

He returned to his ancestry with ten thousand swords, urged by Sword intent, reversibly fought the Half-step Heaven Realm, suppressed the demons outside the world in the space passage, and sealed them down.

This kind of combat power can only be ranked, two hundred and five?

"Don't think that your combat power is good. You are considered the top among the younger generation in the Western Borders, so you can be proud of yourself." Seeing to see what Han Muye was thinking, the female cultivator said lightly.

"Three hundred reserve commanders in Zhongzhou, each of them can fight across the ranks, and it is not difficult for the top 100 to kill the Half Step Heaven Realm alone."

so strong?

That's it, or a prep commander?

In Xia Yi's own Xuanyang sword, Han Muye has seen the tyranny of Zhongzhou.

But he did not expect that Xuan Yangwei was so strong.

"Then, what about the official commander?" Han Muye asked curiously.

Hearing Han Muye's words, the female cultivator smiled slightly: "Do you know why the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness is attacking the Western Border this time?"

"They were suppressed by Qian Yiming under the command of Zhennan, so they had to break a back road and move west."

"A commander of Zhennan can force Nanhuang to take over. How strong is the official commander?"

Speaking of this, the female nun flashed proudly: "But he is not my second uncle's opponent, so he has to win by military merit."

Second uncle?

Han Muye remembered the news he learned from Xia Yi's Xuanyang sword, and the information that Hu Taisheng told him at the beginning.

"Lu Yang, Butcher Lu?"

Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

The nun looked curious and looked at Han Muye: "Do you still know the name of Butcher Lu?"

"My name is Lu Xiaoyun, and I am the eighteenth commander."

"Thirty years later, the new commander will compete for the position, remember not to be absent."

The female cultivator cast her gaze downward and suddenly smiled, "I kidnap a few of you, don't you mind?"

After speaking, she moved and flew off the cliff.

Han Muye stood on the cliff and didn't move.

"Thirty years later, the battle for the new commander of Xuanyang Guard."

His current combat power can only be ranked two hundred and fifty.

Clenching his fist lightly, Han Muye's blood started to boil again.

Among his Dantians, three sword balls roared, and in the divine treasure, the small blue swords exuded sword lights.

Competing with the strong in Zhongzhou is interesting!

In the last battle at Yunchaoling, I saw Master Tu Sun slashing the four heavens with one sword, saw Huang Laoliu destroy the big monster Nascent Soul Third Stage with one blow, and saw the world beyond Tianxuan.

In Xijiang, Han Muye felt that he would eventually leave.

...

Seven days later, Lingdao Sect dispatched a new Half-step Heavenly Realm master to sit in town.

The retired elder of Lingdao Sect named Wang He also brought a message.

Gao He, the leader of the Red Flame Army rebels who had been hiding in Lingdao Sect, took advantage of Lingdao Sect's elder Wanhua Zhenren when he closed Door Training and disturbed him, causing Wanhua Zhenren to be seriously injured.

Gao He took the opportunity to break through the space channel sealed by the Lingdao Sect and left the Western Border.

This is also the reason why Master Wanhua did not come to Yunchao Ridge immediately after the fall of Fengshou Mountain.

If Master Wanhua came to Yunchao Ridge in person and joined forces with Master Tu Sun, he would not be afraid of the Southern Wilderness Demon.

The Scarlet Flame Army defected to the commander and led his troops to attack Jiange and sacrifice Yunchao Mountain in blood, but he didn't think that the real plan was the space channel guarded by Lingdao Sect.

In a thousand years, the 3,000 tribes were exhausted and left Profound Sky just for him.

This kind of calculation is really terrible.

Han Muye returned to Jiuxuan Mountain with a group of disciples from Jiuxuan Jianmen after Wu Ziyuan, the retired elder of Mumai.

In the first battle in the Southern Wilderness, several Heavenly Realms were lost, including two Nascent Soul Third Stage monsters. Once they died, they left Tianxuan. The loss of combat power made them temporarily unable to attack.

After Gao He and others arrived, they organized an army and returned to Fengshou Mountain.

When a disciple of Yuntai Taoism returned to Yuntai Mountain, when they saw Yuntai Mountain where the ground had been scraped, countless disciples burst into tears and cursed, "Scraping the ground three feet is not a son of man."

At this time, Han Muye was already on the flying boat returning to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Opposite him, sat the elite disciple of Taiyi Sword Sect, Sun Jinshi, who was wearing a white robe.

"Senior Brother Han."

Sun Jinshi looked at Han Muye, reached into his arms, and unfolded a piece of paper.

"This is the bill that my ancestor gave me when he was about to leave."

"On this bill, my Taiyi Sword Sect Sect Leader has signed it."

Han Muye looked down and saw the word "Bill" written on the scroll.

There is also a long list of numbers at the back, and various materials are converted into something.

Anyway, the total is 85 million Spirit Stones.

"Senior Brother Han, I won't blame the debt my ancestors owe."

Taking a deep breath, Sun Jinshi said in a low voice, "However, we can't pay it off all at once."

"For a hundred years, Sect Leader said that for a hundred years, our Taiyi Sword Sect will return you millions of Spirit Stones to Senior Brother Han every year."

One million a year, one hundred million a century.

This interest is not too small.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Nod.

He understood the meaning of Taiyi Jianzong.