Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The phantom of the golden tiger smashed through the blocking technique Sword Ray, and with an indomitable momentum, rushed over the wide Jialing River for dozens of miles.

Roaring up to the sky, the tiger goes again.

In the sky, most of the Sword Ray spells before have dissipated.

At this time, there were only a dozen or so left that were still condensed there.

After all, the previous blockade was only to show his own strength, showing that he was qualified to participate in the competition.

It's not necessary to really face the Nine Profound Sword Gate.

Among those Sects just now, several are actually allies with Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

But at this time, there are Sword Ray and the virtual shadow condensed in front, not only to show their strength, but also to fight for the seats of the nine factions!

The golden tiger roared, with a dazzling fierce light in his eyes, leading the ten flying boats behind him, rampaging and going forward.

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen is really powerful." Standing by the river, the faces of those Sect people who accompanied him flashed with joy.

Their Sects are all under the rule of Jiuxuan Jianmen, and their relationship with Jiuxuan Mountain is that they are both prosperous and damaged.

Now that Tuoba Cheng's condensed giant tiger completely crushed and collided, of course he was delighted.

"That is, the original Tuoba Cheng Elder was a strong man who ran rampant." Someone echoed loudly.

This is morale, the higher the morale, the stronger the fighting spirit.

Even those who watch the battle also pay attention to their thoughts.

"Hmph, the Nine Profound Sword Sect doesn't even have a single heaven, so they dare to think so highly of themselves." Not far away, someone sneered.

This word attracted a lot of attention.

"Looking at it this way, does your Sect have a Heavenly Realm overhaul?" An elder of Ling Juezong turned his head to look over and said coldly, "I don't know which Sect fellow daoist came from?"

"Lingdao Sect? Shangyang Demon Sect? Or the Wind Spirit Sword Sect whose own Heavenly Realm Sect Leader almost lost his life in Jiuxuan Mountain?"

This Elder's voice is not small, and everyone around him can hear it.

The face of the person who spoke before turned pale, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, turned and walked elsewhere.

This scene caused countless laughter on the river bank.

"boom--"

Ahead, the giant tiger defeated several blocks of aura.

Going forward, there are only nine auras and Sword Ray.

Without waiting for the giant tiger to move forward, a Sword Ray automatically disillusioned.

Give up blocking and let the giant tiger phantom become one of the nine auras that still exist.

Nine factions.

The big competition has not yet begun, and the Nine Profound Sword Sect has almost locked the qualifications of the nine factions.

By the riverside, some people nodded and some shook their heads.

I thought it was going to be a great fight.

"Roar--"

At this moment, the roar of the tiger started again!

What's the meaning!

Everyone's eyes widened, watching the tiger's figure move forward and continue to ram.

It's not enough to enter the nine factions, but also provocation?

Countless people were stunned.

The strength of Jiu Xuan Jianmen is really strong, and it has a good reputation among the nine factions.

Especially after the battle of Yunchaoling and Han Banxian's slaying of demons, the image of Zhengdao Jianmen also stood up.

But Jiu Xuan Jianmen has no heaven.

In front of several forces in the Western Border who possessed the Heaven Realm, Jiu Xuan Jianmen was completely powerless to resist.

At this time, the strength of the nine factions has been recognized, so what are you fighting for?

Top five?

Top four?

What is the meaning, it's a fake name.

Do you want to fight for the top three?

no heaven...

"boom--"

A Sword Ray turned into a streamer and collided with the phantom of the tiger.

Then the giant tiger shook slightly, and Sword Ray dissipated.

The first to retreat was the Taiyi Sword Sect!

This first sword sect in the Western Border has given in!

By the river, countless people gasped and stared straight ahead.

"Tu Sunshi senior left the Western Border, Taiyi Sword Sect, eh..." someone whispered.

Indeed, without the protection of Master Tu Sun, the Taiyi Sword Sect would not be able to keep the title of the number one sword sect in the Western Border.

"Om-"

A few more halos dissipated.

In the void, there was only a large golden seal, a clear long sword, and a dark cloud of Devilish Qi.

Spiritual Taoism.

Wind Spirit Sword Sect.

Shangyang Demon Sect!

Jiu Xuan Jianmen was actually recognized as the fourth in the Western Border and the second in Jianzong!

"It's really strong..."

"After this competition, the Nine Profound Sword Sect will truly rise."

"The fourth in the western border, amazing."

By the river, countless people spoke in low voices.

This is an unexpected result.

"Xijiang No. 4, not bad, not bad." Those practitioners who came with Jiu Xuan Sword Sect nodded with satisfaction and smiled lightly.

It's just, that tiger shadow, did not stop!

"Roar--"

The fierce tiger covered with golden light rushed forward, ignoring Sword Ray and the ghost around him, and rammed directly towards the golden seal.

Compete with Lingdao Sect!

"boom--"

The golden seal hit the top of the golden giant tiger's head, and the giant tiger's body froze and exploded.

Then, the golden seal also vibrated and gradually shattered.

Evenly matched!

Jiu Xuan Jianmen challenged the power of the Western Xinjiang hegemony, and although it was unsuccessful, it was not defeated.

In the void, all Sword Ray Spiritual Qi dispersed.

But there was silence on the river bank.

Who would have thought that this time the nine factions of the Nine Profound Sword Sect were rearranged to compete with the Lingdao Sect!

Who dares to think?

Lingdao Zong suppressed the Western Xinjiang for thousands of years, and Wanhua Zhenren Cultivation Base was the first in the Western Xinjiang.

With such power, the Nine Profound Sword Sect dares to challenge it!

In the void, the spiritual light dissipated, and the ten flying boats of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect landed on the river and floated.

All around, the flying boats of each Sect and all kinds of flying escape Magical Items are gathered together.

"Hehe, fellow daoist Kanazawa, I didn't expect that this time your Nine Profound Sword Sect would point to the number one Sect in the Western Borders. It seems that I will follow the lead of the Taiyi Sword Sect in the future."

Not far away, there was a shout.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Jin Ze looked indifferent, looked forward, and said lightly: "My generation of swordsmen, beware of swords in your heart."

"No sword refers to the heart of the number one in the Western Borders, why come here to fight?"

His voice was loud and clear, spreading across the river.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen really has the heart to fight for the number one position in the Western Border!

Today Tuoba Cheng, with the general trend of ambition!

There were a few laughs from the Taiyi Sword Sect, and some of the other Sects were silent and some spiritual thoughts came over.

The surface of the river was slowly calm, but under the surface of the river where there was no wind and waves of a few feet, dark tides surged.

Just like the relationship between the various Sects on the river at this time.

Kanazawa shook his sleeves with a smile and went back to the cabin.

"The nine faction rearrangement competition will start in five days, and it will not wait until the Sect is out of date."

"The disciples of the various sects participating in the Great Competition are not allowed to fight for five days."

"All cases of Golden Core Realm will go to Jiayu Mountain a hundred miles away in three days to discuss Taoism."

The voice came from the direction of Lingdao Sect.

No one objected.

Lingdao Sect has the qualifications to set rules.

This rule has been followed by all the sects before.

At least when Lingdao Sect has not been pulled down from the altar, the rules are the rules.

"Is Brother Han Muye at Jiu Xuan Sword Sect? Sun Ji is here to visit." A voice came from outside the flying boat fleet of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

A Daoist in a green robe stood there, cupped hands whispering.

"It's Sun Ji of the Fuyang Daoist Sect. The Cultivation Base's environment is enlightening, and his combat power is not bad." Someone whispered on the flying boat.

"Senior Brother Han, Wanyue is here to visit."

"Senior Brother Han of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, please see Du Feng."

"Duan Yihong is here to see Senior Brother Han."

One after another figure dashed over, and a voice called out.

Han Muye walked out of the cabin, wearing a blue robe, carrying a sword case, with a black sword inserted in the hair above his head.

This appearance is generally the same as when the adversity killed the devil back then.

It's just that the Cultivation Base on him looks extremely thin.

This is consistent with the rumors, the information from various sects, and the analysis of the sword pavilion cultivation method.

The moment they saw Han Muye, a trace of regret flashed in everyone's eyes, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Back then, Han Muye killed demons in the Wasteland of Broken Soul, transformed his soul into a sword, and melted more than 20 Sword Intents in his body. With that kind of power, even the Half Step Heaven Realm had to give in.

If Han Muye was still at the original battle strength, the nine factions would have been rearranged, and there would be no way to fight.

The moment Han Muye walked out of the cabin, not only these figures came to meet, but also countless spiritual thoughts.

Han Muye looked indifferent and looked forward.

There are now thirteen swords of divine soul circling in his divine treasure, each of which has been dyed golden red by the red dust curse.

With the support of the red dust mantra, the power in his divine treasure, even the Heavenly Realm Expanding Aperture overhaul is unable to detect.

In his Qi Sea, in addition to the eighty-one Huasi Sword intent, there is also a purple human look.

Zhongzhou is isolated from the western border, but the human hope is an invisible thing, still penetrating the sky wall, pouring turbulently on Han Muye.

The poems in front of Xisai Mountain, the four lines of Confucianism and Taoism on Bailu Mountain, and the poems of a hundred battles swords outside Jinchuan, each of which is full of literary spirit and attracts people.

These people are huge, and Han Muye's Qi Sea has already been refilled by First Stage.

His popularity is enough for him to become a Confucian and Taoist Grand Great Master.

It's just that Heavenly Dao in the Western Xinjiang suppressed Confucianism and Taoism in the first place, and because Confucianism and Taoism in Western Xinjiang were not prosperous, his breakthrough as the Grand Great Master was completely meaningless.

It is better to slowly sharpen your own virtue, and then wait for a breakthrough overnight after entering Zhongzhou.

All the great Confucian scholars in Zhongzhou did this. They gathered countless people to look up, read poetry and books, and practiced assiduously for dozens or hundreds of years. This boundless sight not only covers Han Muye Qi Sea Dantian, but also gives people a very ordinary feeling.

Anyone who looked at him would think that he was a mortal who had not practiced for a long time.

Definitely no more than two years.

This coincides with the timing of Han Muye's rework.

"No matter how amazing a person is, they can't be lucky forever." In the distance, a young man wearing a green robe spoke in a low voice on the Lingdao Sect flying boat.

"This person is already good, but unfortunately, he shouldn't be against my Spiritual Dao Sect." Beside him, Daoist, also wearing a green robe, said.

Beside them, several young practitioners stood there.

The Seven Sons of Spiritual Dao.

"I hope that when he loses, he can be more straightforward and don't fall into his name as a swordsman." A young man with a cold expression and a scar at the corner of his eye snorted coldly, turned his head and went back to the cabin.

Geniuses fall, don't care.

Only those who have always been brilliant can be valued.

What's more, at this time, so many young elites did not come to the Spirit Dao Sect to visit, but gathered in front of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, where is this Spirit Dao Sect?

This is a provocation to Lingdao Sect!

Standing in front of the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate, Han Muye, who was standing in front of the cabin, looked around, cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, at this time, don't you meditate and recuperate?"

Hearing Han Muye's words, a young man said loudly: "Han Banxian, it wasn't you who took action at the beginning. I, Zhao Tiejin, have already died in the Wasteland of Broken Soul. You came to Jialing River, how could Zhao Tiejin not come to see you?"

As he said that, he brought out a Calabash wine and said loudly: "Han Banxian, I know that the Cultivation Base's combat power is not unparalleled, and this Sect battle may not be able to leave Jialing River alive."

"I'm here today, and I want to invite Han Banxian for a drink."

drink wine.

Everyone else looked at Han Muye too.

Han Muye's fame stems from his superb Kendo Talent.

But more admirable than his Talent is his character.

Among the Jiuxuan Jianmen, everyone knows that Jiange Han Banxian guides the younger generation and never hides his secrets.

Outside the Sword Gate, there are stories about Han Muye, starting from holding the sword down Jiuxuan Mountain, going 30,000 miles to rescue the elder Gao Changgong of the sword pavilion, to taking a sword on the Yunchao Mountain to block the Southern Wilderness Monster Race, inviting Tu Sun to save Yun Taiwan Taoism.

In that battle, the demeanor of Han Banxian of the Nine Profound Sword Sect shattered countless sword cultivators.

The younger generation of the Western Xinjiang sect, it is recognized that Han Muye's Kendo Talent is unmatched among his peers.

After that, Han Muye turned back to Jiuxuan Mountain from the old place of Lieyang Palace all the way to guide him in every battle, not to fall into the name of exile.

What really made Han Muye famous all over the Western Xinjiang was when he was intercepted and killed by a practitioner of Hei Linggu Xiu, who went retrograde all the way to the Wasteland of Broken Soul, and killed the Heavenly Devil who had been entrenched in the Western Xinjiang for countless years.

In this battle, Han Muye scattered a Cultivation Base to save the elites of Western Xinjiang, a heaven-defying blow.

Lose one person's path, save thousands of people.

With such a talent, he deserves the name of Sword Fairy.

It is precisely because of the life-saving grace of the Wasteland of Broken Souls that the elites of various Sects came to visit today.

"Okay, then Han Muye will accompany you for a drink today."

Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance: "There is a big island over there, let's go over there."

There are all kinds of sects and sects here. It’s not good to drink at the Jiu Xuan Jianmen station, right?

"Okay, that's Chongling Island, we'll go there."

"Let's go and have a drink."

They are all elite practitioners of various sects, and they act swiftly and without delay.

After a while, everyone has landed on the chaotic big island.

Someone Sword Ray swept over and cut out a piece of flat ground.

Someone made a move, and a flash of light flashed, and a stone platform was transformed.

Someone took out the jug, and also took out some of the treasured spiritual fruits.

"Come here, everyone, Han has invited me for this drink." Han Muye let out a long laugh and waved his hand.

The wine is sad wine, freshly brewed by Han Muye, which has been kept.

The spirit fruit is obtained from Qingmang Mountain.

Han Muye hasn't been out of Jiuxuan Mountain in the past two years, but Mujin, the big demon of Qingmang Mountain, has photographed Tan Tan and others a few times, and they all brought many spiritual fruits and elixir.

"Han Banxian's net worth is so rich." Seeing so many spirit wine and spirit fruit, many people's eyes lit up.

"This wine, good wine." Someone took a sip of the sad wine and whispered.

Han Muye raised his glass with a smile.

Those elites from various sects also raised their wine glasses.

"Respect all of you."

Han Muye's eyes showed a hint of inspiration, and he said solemnly: "If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home. After five days, you will fight and go all out."

After speaking, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

"Don't get drunk, go all out!"

Wine into the throat, fiery heartburn.

This wine is sad.

Looking at the grinning elites of various sects, a smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Han Muye is open to anyone who comes to toast him.

This scene made many people sigh again.

This wine can condense Sword Qi.

If you drink a little bit, it's good, if you drink too much, if you don't need Spiritual Qi to wrap and refine, you will continue to refine your Sword Qi.

In normal times, this is not a bad thing.

But five days later, it will be the Sect rearrangement competition. Now that you are condensing Sword Qi, do you think you have too much Sword Qi?

In the eyes of those Sect elites, Han Muye gave up because he rebuilt himself, and the Cultivation Base Sword Qi was thin and completely incomparable to everyone else.

Let go and drink.

Also, the original Tianjiao character, once reduced to a mortal, reunites with Tianjiao at this time, and his heart is depressed, it is better to get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows.

"Han Banxian, Duan Yihong toasts you." A big man in a green robe stepped forward and raised his glass to Han Muye.

Duan Yihong, the first descendant of the Infernal Dao Sect.

In the past two years, he has fought against all directions, slaying demons and destroying demons, and he has been undefeated with the power of ten thousand miles, and his reputation has spread all over the western border.

Han Muye raised his glass with a smile.

"Han Xianxian, I once said that when the nine factions met, Duan Yihong gave you a victory. This statement counts."

After Duan Yihong finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass.

Han Muye's eyes fell on Duan Yihong.

Although the power of earth affinity has not reached the state of perfection, it is not much worse.

This guy stands on the ground, and he can borrow the power of three thousand miles.

However, based on the perception of Han Muye's earth-type affinity at full level, he can find that Duan Yihong still has a trace of disobedience.

This inconsistency comes from...

"Duan fellow daoist, when you are training your body, you will feel a pain in your heart, right?"

Han Muye suddenly spoke up.

Duan Yihong's empty wine glass burst in an instant, and his eyes were fixed on Han Muye.

"The condensed soul of the earth spirit, fish and worm can indeed increase the affinity of the earth element after being swallowed and refined, but because this power is concentrated in the confidant, there will often be pains before it is completely refined."

Han Muye's words made Duan Yihong's expression change.

The surrounding noises were also quiet, only the sound of water waves.

"During the Sect competition, you try to close the three Meridians connecting Qi Sea's heart veins to reduce the instantaneous burst of earth-based power, which should be useful."

"Otherwise, when the pain comes at a critical time, it will make you fail."

Han Muye's voice was flat.

But in this bland, there is absolute confidence.

Duan Yihong's Spiritual Qi was running in his body, feeling it slightly, and a hint of joy flashed on his face.

He bowed to Han Muye and whispered, "Thank you Brother Han."

When he strode away, a figure landed in front of Han Muye.

"Senior Brother Han, when you said that the full moon is a loss, today, brother, please look at my sword again?" Yuehua Sword Sect Master Sect Leader Wan Yue's voice fell, and the clear Sword Ray rose in his hand.

Sword Ray is like the moon, but it's not what it looked like when he fought with Han Muye.

January becomes March.

March turned into the sky, and the halo was gentle, but it made people feel frozen.

"Okay, not bad." Han Muye nodded, and then said softly: "The moon is full of flaws, which is the way of heaven and earth. In fact, you don't need this move."

Hearing his words, Wan Yue raised her hand, and March turned from a full circle to a half moon, and then only a crescent moon remained.

When there were only three crescent moons left in the sky, an unspeakable chilling meaning arose.

This crescent moon is several times more dangerous than the full moon.

"Okay, wait for March to disappear, and that's when your sword is complete." Han Muye said loudly.

Wan Yue glanced at him, Sword Ray dispersed, raised the glass in front of him and drank it, then turned around and left.

This Wanyue is really strong!

This is the thought of all the elites present.

However, Han Shixian was able to instruct Wanyue's swordsmanship. It can be seen that although he no longer has Cultivation Base, Talent's vision is still there.

Many people's eyes lit up.

"Senior Brother Han, I have a trick."

"Han Banxian, toast to you, please see how my sword goes."

...

This day and night, Sword Ray's aura did not stop on Chongling Island.

After hearing the news, the elites from various sects toasted Han Muye, and then asked for swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Han Muye refused to come, even if he was already drunk, he still pointed out his swordsmanship.

The party did not dissipate until Dongfang Yubai.

After today, goodbye, it may be a life-and-death struggle!

Han Muye turned around drunk, went to his cabin, raised his hand, and a formation rose.

"Hey, these little guys feel that they have earned it."

Oiwa Daoist's voice sounded.

Beside him, Zhao Yunlong nodded and his eyes fell on Han Muye.

At this moment, all around Han Muye, Sword Rays turned into phantoms.

These phantoms, including swordsmanship and Taoism, constantly change and then disperse.

Those elites of various sects were given instructions, and Han Muye got their swordsmanship and Taoism.

mutual benefit.

No loss.

Three days later, the Gold Cores of the various sects left and went to Jiayu Mountain to discuss Taoism.

Two days later, between heaven and earth, golden light shines, and dragon boats emerge.

Eight hundred and thirty-four dragon boats landed on the river.

There are a total of 834 Sects participating in the rearrangement of the nine factions.

Most of the sects are not really competing for the position of the nine factions, but to make their own disciples sharpen, and at the same time show the strength of the sect, and improve the position of the sect in the western border.

"The Nine Sects of the Western Regions have begun to re-determine the competition."

"The dragon boat will travel 100,000 miles along the Jialing River to the Xueshan Shenglongtai, which connects the western border with the northern region."

"Three hundred and sixty ascending dragon platforms are raised by battle. In the end, the first nine ascending dragon platforms are the nine sects in the Western Xinjiang. They are qualified to redefine the rules of the practice world in the Western Xinjiang."

In the void, one after another figure emerged.