Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

, Full comprehension level: Sixty years of Jiange Guanjian

In the sky and the ground, on the Jialing River, at this time, there was only the roar of the landslide.

With one sword, it split three hundred miles and Jiang He changed his course.

When practitioners cultivate to a high level, they generally do not apply their own great power to the heavens and the earth.

Because heaven and earth have the way, if you shoot at heaven and earth at will, you will be hated by heaven and earth.

But in the final analysis, how many people in the western border can split mountains and rivers three hundred miles with one sword?

Such power is the combination of sword power and practice.

Sword potential, borrow the power of heaven and earth.

Splitting mountains and breaking rivers with the power of heaven and earth, although heaven and earth shake, they will not be jealous.

"Senior Brother Tuoba, do you remember that you made a sword in Lie Yao Valley, and then, it seems that someone also cut a sword there?" Someone suddenly spoke in a low voice on Yun's head.

Tuobacheng nodded and said, "He is also under the Sanshizhai gate."

Sanshizhai!

Isn't the owner of Sanshizhai Tuobacheng?

The hundred-year-old Gold Core, a kendo genius who has condensed into a sword, is a disciple of Tuoba Cheng!

Countless exclamations on the cloud head.

Tuobacheng's eyes fell down, and his heart was filled with emotion.

The Three Stone Green Tiger Lin Chongxiao was his Tuoba Cheng's most proud disciple back then.

For Lin Chongxiao's Little Brother, Tuoba became a disciple, but he never cared much.

Lin Shenxiu drew thousands of swords, but Tuobacheng did not stop him.

Lin Shen wasted more than ten years.

Until I met Han Muye and stepped into the sword pavilion.

After all, Lin Shen is from Jiange.

It was Jiange and Han Muye who gave Lin Shen everything.

"Second brother..."

On the bank of the river, a female nun in Tsing Yi covered her mouth with her hands, tears rolling down her face like rain.

"Junior Sister Lin, then, that's your second brother?" Beside the female cultivator in blue, several female cultivators in the same clothes whispered, and then supported the cultivator.

The nun covered her mouth and nodded.

Lin Yuxia.

Lin Shen's Little Sister.

She has practiced in Sect for more than three years, and has hardly contacted Lin Shen.

Although the name of Jiu Xuan Jianmen's sword pavilion has been spread all over the world recently, and the name of the sword pavilion Han Banxian is also resounding, but in Lin Yuxia's view, the second brother who has cultivated and drawn thousands of swords has not been for decades.

Second brother's Talent is much worse than Dage.

This time, she came to watch the competition of the nine factions with Sect senior, and she never thought that she would see her second brother again.

When she saw her second brother again, what she saw was a sword that slashed three hundred miles of mountains and rivers, one person and one sword, blocking tens of thousands of Western Xinjiang elites who dared not move forward.

Brother, finally did it.

"If you want to live, go find a dragon boat to carry, and each boat will carry ten people."

"Moving forward in an orderly manner, and those who grab the waterway again, are enemies of my Nine Profound Sword Sect."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

It is not to grab the dragon boat, but to let these Sect elites who have broken the dragon boat follow the other Sect dragon boats.

Without the dragon boat of his own Sect, he would lose the qualification to compete for the position of the nine factions.

But following the dragon boats of other sects can save his life.

The wave-like water monsters at the rear, and the tyranny of the big sects, made these Sect elites sober.

With his own combat power, let alone competing for seats in the nine factions, he couldn't even save his life!

"Brother Hu Chao, we used to travel side by side back then. Today, I am here to seek refuge, may I take you in?"

"My Four Mountains Sword Sect promised to withdraw from the competition, and I hope which Sect can accept it."

"Wushan Daozong, my Qingyang Sword Sect and you are also considered old neighbors. Let's take one."

There was a call on the reef, and on the dragon boat, there were also active solicitors.

But for a moment, one after another figure flew off the dragon boat.

It is not crowded with ten people on the more than ten feet long dragon boat.

These people come to take the ride, and they will do their best to help by default.

This is the rule set by Han Banxian of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

rule.

Someone looked up and looked at the cloud head that was hidden in the sky.

Neutral rules in the big competition of the nine factions rearrangement.

This is the first time in thousands of years, right?

Jiu Xuan Jianmen really has the heart to compete for the first Sect in Western Xinjiang?

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen really has the heart to conquer the Western Frontier..." Someone sighed and whispered beside Jiang An.

set rules.

Decide.

Are all these means arranged by the senior management of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, or the proposition of that kendo exiled immortal?

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the reef in the middle of the river.

At this time, only Han Muye in a green robe was left on the reef, and Lu Gao, who was standing behind Han Muye, his eyes covered with black veils.

"ninety."

Ahead, Gu Yuanlong's voice was high-pitched.

The Sword Ray in his hand was already three hundred feet tall, and the Sword Qi he swayed was raging, causing waves of turbulence on the river.

Donghai swordsmanship is like this, a sword is stronger than a sword, like a surging wave, endless.

"ninety five."

"Ninety-six."

...

Gu Yuanlong used one sword and one sword to block the waves of the water monster.

Without Lin Shen's three hundred-mile sword Ray, Gu Yuanlong's combat power is definitely not much weaker than Lin Shen's.

In the rear, on both sides of Lin Shen, dragon boats galloped and went backwards.

No scramble.

Crossing the Luoyan Gorge, which was cut straight by a sword, does not need to fight.

Hundred percent time is coming.

Although Gu Yuanlong's Sword Ray is brilliant and magnificent to the extreme, it is also to the limit.

Gather thousands of waves and turn them into a monstrous blow.

Donghai swordsmanship, the more prosperous Sword Ray is, the more it will collapse.

"one hundred."

Gu Yuanlong shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand slammed down.

Sword Ray is gorgeous to the extreme, and the water vapor is like a dragon, raging for ten miles.

Those water monsters who were gushing waves were all pressed underwater and did not dare to raise their heads.

"Roar--"

Several hundred zhang figures rushed out of the water.

Gu Yuanlong flew down in front of Han Muye, his face flushed slightly, and he gasped in a low voice: "Senior Brother Han, Gu Mou is fortunately not humiliated."

Han Muye nodded and said lightly, "Master Mo's sword has already arrived at Wanjian Return to Self Realm, right?"

Hearing his words, Gu Yuanlong was taken aback.

"After Wanjian returns to Self, it is a sword that transforms into a million swords."

"When I go to the East China Sea, I will show you what Wanjian is."

Han Muye whispered, his eyes fixed, and he looked at the waves that gathered again because of Gu Yuanlong's retreat.

Gu Yuanlong held the hilt in his hand, his fingers tightened, and his arms trembled slightly.

Just now, when Han Muye said Ten Thousand Swords Return to Self, one sword turned ten thousand swords, his heart trembled uncontrollably.

It was as if a mortal sword was suppressed by Sword Qi before a long sword at the spiritual level.

How strong is Han Shixian's Kendo Cultivation Base?

"The water demon has arrived, why don't you leave?"

"What is the purpose of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect?"

"It's not what Jiu Xuan Jianmen wants to do, it's what Han Banxian wants to do!"

Around the river bank, everyone looked at the water waves moving forward in an orderly manner, and the water waves were getting closer and closer, and their eyes were fixed on Han Muye.

This kendo exiled from the Nine Profound Sword Sect has not left at this time. Could it be that he has the ability to block the waves with a sword?

"With this reef as a stronghold, the water demon will be blocked for an hour."

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.

Block the water demon for an hour?

When this sentence came out, all the rivers in the sky were stunned.

The water demon is endless, and there is a forbidden space, how to stop it?

An extremely strong kendo overhauler can only stop the enemy and return with a hundred breaths.

In the Nine Profound Sword Sect, I am afraid it is impossible to have such a strong person again, right?

If there is, isn't it heaven-defying?

"Kuraga-"

The two sword chants turned into one sound, and on the dragon boat of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, He Xuan, the new heir, rose up, and the two swords in his hands, one after the other, penetrated the waves, and collided with a large fish.

The two Sword Rays were like fish, and they didn't work hard, only wiping sparks on the scales around the big fish.

The strength of this big fish is definitely Gold Core.

He Xuanqi had two swords by himself, directly entangling one.

"I come."

Qi Shisan, who also had two swords, got up, and Sword Ray flashed away in his hand.

Figures rushed out one after another, blocking the waves.

"Senior Brother Han, Yang Mingxuan is coming to fight."

Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing the blue robe of Mingshan Sword Sect's heirs, moved, blocked a big fish, and slashed down with a sword in his hand.

"Cang——" A Sword Ray turned into a crescent moon and flashed between the waves.

Yuehua Jianzong's sword technique of transforming the crescent moon, Yuehua Jianzong Wanyue.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen really wants to stop the waves of water demons!

What's terrifying is that with just one word from Jiu Xuan Sword Sect Han Banxian, there are really so many elite disciples who are extremely powerful.

There are many experts in the Nine Profound Sword Sect, and many allies, and Han Shixian responded with a hundred calls.

This kind of power really has the momentum to fight for the number one position in Western Xinjiang!

On the head of Tianqiongyun, many people quietly turned their attention to the Spiritual Daoist Wanhua Master who was standing in front.

Jiuxuan Jianmen not only openly wants to compete for the first place in the western border, but also steals the limelight in Luoyan Gorge. The key is that at this time, Han Muye wants to stop the water demon.

All of this is provoking the rules set by the Lingdao Sect.

"Hehe, this son is Han Muye, the sword pavilion of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, who has the name of kendo exile, right?"

"Blocking the enemy and killing the demon is not a rule-breaking."

"I'm just curious. With the Nine Profound Sword Gate, can I really stop this water demon for an hour?"

The expression on Wanhua's face remained unchanged, and with a hint of a smile, he turned to look at Li Mubai beside him.

"Friend Li Dao, if the strength of this water demon is really a sect that can stop it for an hour, then we should forget about the big competition of the nine factions rearrangement, and the cupped hands will give each other."

Hearing his words, Li Mubai's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded lightly.

Can't stop for an hour.

The slogan shouted by Jiu Xuan Sword Gate could not be stopped for an hour.

It's just a deliberate bluff, not only to frighten other Sects, but also to harvest the gratitude of those rescued Sects.

It seems that after the Cultivation Base was worn out, this kendo exiled immortal's means of guessing people's hearts are more refined.

On the bank of the river, someone chuckled lightly, waiting for the Nine Profound Sword Sect to retreat.

Don't think about an hour, a quarter of an hour? A cup of tea? still--

In less than 20 breaths, He Xuan Qifei, who was the first to use his sword, fell back on the reef.

His face was pale, and he held a sword in both hands.

The Baizhang Big Fish is too strong, and twenty breaths is already the limit.

Continue to fight, but it is desperate.

"Take it."

At this moment, a light flashed in Han Muye's hand.

He Xuanqi took the sword and caught it, surprise on his face.

"Is this the Immortal Pin Pill?" He whispered and spread out his palm, which was a dark golden translucent pill.

The spiritual patterns on this pill are interlaced, and aura flashes.

"Immortal Su Yangdan, burst open directly, enough for you to hold on for two hundred breaths."

Han Muye's face was calm: "Even if you have a hundred thousand pounds, you can still fight with a sword."

Fairy Pill!

It can make a person take a hundred thousand ounces and fight with a sword!

In the sky, the ancestor of the Mu family saw the Medicine Pill, raised his brows, and said in a low voice: "This kid is really extravagant. This kind of Medicine Pill at the peak of the seventh grade is also a fairy grade, and one is the price of one million Spirit Stones."

"One and a half million Spirit Stones can be sold in case of urgent need."

One and a half million Spirit Stones!

1.5 million Spirit Stones for a strong person to persist for 200 breaths!

"This pill can expand Dantian's tendons with a massive amount of Spiritual Qi. Even if the Immortal Grade Pill has exploded its medicinal power, the power to expand Dantian and tendons can still be left behind."

"It's good stuff."

The ancestor of the Mu family shook his head and sighed softly: "It's just such good things, I'm afraid there aren't many—"

Not much.

Not much really.

Only two hundred or so.

Medicine Pill is like a star, hanging above Han Muye's head.

Two hundred Medicine Pills, the halo shining on them makes it difficult to open both eyes.

"The Medicine Pill is here, pick it up when you need it."

"Don't keep it, just explode the refining."

"After this battle, I will give each of you one."

Han Muye's voice was quiet, but it was heard by everyone.

If you need to swallow the Medicine Pill, take it yourself.

Immortal Pindan, exploded directly, urging its medicinal power.

After the war, those who participated in the war were one person at a time.

At this moment, no matter on the river surface, in the sky, or on both sides of the river bank, more and more practitioners gathered, all of them staring at Han Muye with dull eyes.

How much Spirit Stones are these Medicine Pills worth?

Xijiang, which Sect can get it?

Which Sect is willing to take it out?

Just to stop the enemy for an hour?

Above the cloud head, the eyes of many Gold Core overhaulers turned to Tuoba Cheng who was motionless in front of him.

Before Jiu Xuan Jianmen first showed strength, and then showed responsibility, now, is it showing wealth?

"boom--"

Below, the Immortal Grade Pill in He Xuanqi's hand exploded, and the mighty medicinal power enveloped his body.

In an instant, his long hair stood up, and his whole body revealed a blue light.

"happy!"

He Xuanqi shouted loudly, his figure turned into a streamer, and his double swords were drawn out again.

Margin wood for fish.

Gu Yuanlong, who was standing in front of Han Muye, raised his hand with a Medicine Pill in his hand.

"I'm going to kill again." He snorted lowly, and flew away without swallowing the Medicine Pill.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

For this Medicine Pill, this guy is finally going to show his true skills.

"Brother Han, may I want a pill?" A voice came from Duan Yihong, a tall man in a cyan robe, shouting loudly.

Duan Yihong, the Daozi of the Infernal Dao Sect, is a strong man who fights in retrograde.

"As long as you kill the demon to block the enemy, anyone can take this pill." Han Muye said aloud, his expression unchanged.

Duan Yihong laughed and didn't go to get the Medicine Pill. When he moved, a giant tortoise phantom appeared behind him.

"boom--"

The giant tortoise galloped and stepped out.

Baizhang's body slammed into the water, smashing out the waves.

"That's Duan Yihong of the Infernal Dao Sect? So strong." Someone whispered in the distance.

"After all, it is one of the nine factions. How could the Infernal Dao Sect be so bad? That is, does Duan Yihong have to form an alliance with Han Banxian?"

Someone's eyes twinkled brightly, looking at the blocked wave.

Take action now, form an alliance with the Nine Profound Sword Sect, kill the water demon, and get the precious Medicine Pill, it's not a loss!

"Senior Brother Han, Lucheng Daozong Sun Yuze is here to help you."

A voice, wrapped in wind and thunder, crashed into the water waves.

"He Lingjian sent Zhu Zixin to join in the fun."

"I'm coming too."

A series of voices sounded, and one Sect elite flew out.

Those who dare to fight are the real powerhouses who have the confidence to fight against the monster.

Although Medicine Pill is good, it is not so easy to get.

If you don't have the strength to fight the big demon, it's better to watch it.

"boom--"

Lu Gao slashed with a sword, and the big fish of ten feet in front of him was slashed on the head by a sword.

The big fish turned over and died directly.

"What a hard head." Lu Gao shook his head and whispered.

Although this sword beheaded the big fish, it did not directly split, but shattered the big fish's soul.

Standing on the reef, Han Muye raised his hand, and a blue light led the water waves to hold the big fish.

"The corpse of the black turtle monster in the East China Sea is a Cultivation Base, and the black armor is sturdy, and the sword can't hurt it."

"200,000 Spirit Stones, who wants one?"

Han Muye shouted loudly.

The entire battlefield was slightly quiet.

This can do business?

"Haha, 200,000 yuan, cheap, brother, I want it!" A voice sounded from the river bank.

Turning to look, an old man with a chubby figure wearing a brocade robe was standing on the stone cliff.

Jin Jialin.

The head of the Jin family in Xijiang.

"Han Banxian, I really want 200,000 Spirit Stones, and I also want one." Not far away, an old man in a green robe said with a chuckle.

Han Muye looked at him and nodded slightly.

Mr. Ho.

He was the shopkeeper of Zhenlingbao Shop.

Bai Suzhen's people.

Han Muye raised his hand, held the two beheaded water monsters with water waves, and sent them over.

He didn't have a sword, and he didn't show his absolute strength. This water-holding technique looked very ordinary.

The spectators felt that there was only a faint Spiritual Qi surging around Han Muye.

"Spirit Stones elixir, Medicine Pill elixir, pay now."

Han Muye's voice came.

Jin Jialin laughed loudly, raised his hand and spilled a puff of spirit beads.

Shopkeeper He also threw out twenty pieces of top-grade Spirit Stones.

Han Muye stretched out his hand, received Spirit Stones and Spirit Orbs, then wrapped most of them in Spiritual Qi and pushed them forward.

Two groups of Spiritual Qi, wrapped in Spirit Orbs and mixed with Spirit Stones, flew forward.

One group was for Lu Gao, and the other was for Duan Yihong who had just killed the fish demon.

Spirit beads are easy to absorb, and Spirit Stones are easy to carry.

Han Muye assigns them in pairs, regardless of each other.

"Haha, there's still this profit, good." Duan Yihong laughed, grabbed the ball of spiritual light, and crushed it. The Spirit Stones were put away, and all the spiritual beads exploded.

"Bam—"

Ahead, another fish demon was killed.

"I want it!" Someone shouted on the bank of the river.

Han Muye raised his hand and sent the fish demon corpse over.

Then, in exchange for a bunch of elixir.

At this moment, one after another figure flew out.

Lingguang and Sword Ray, from fragmented at the beginning, turned into grandeur.

Pieces of Sword Ray and spells suppressed the surging waves.

On both sides of the river bank, more people joined the race to buy the corpse of the fish demon.

If you take back the corpse of such a big monster, whether it is refining a spiritual tool or absorbing the Blood Qi bones and bones, it will be a big profit.

200,000 Spirit Stones, more than doubled.

For a time, the river was in full swing.

Those spectators waiting on the river bank even had the urge to rush into the river to pick up bargains.

The corpse of the big monster can't be received, those three to five feet long are also excellent...

The rearrangement of the nine factions in the Western Xinjiang began tens of thousands of years ago, and it happened every few decades or hundreds of years.

Every time, for the big Sect that controls the Western Xinjiang, it is a major moment for the distribution of interests and the rise of the Sect.

Every time, it is the fall of countless lives, the rise and decline of genius.

Sect power and glory are all tied to this.

This is the rule of the Western Xinjiang, and this is the way that all the sects in the Western Xinjiang prudently abide by.

But today, all this is messed up.

Above the clouds, there was a daze.

How could such an important competition become a business?

The expression of Master Wanhua, who had been indifferent all along, became gloomy.

He snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and disappeared in place.

Li Mubai shook his head and left.

After a while, the water monster waves in the river slowly stopped.

The water demon stopped attacking.

At this time, there were still two quarters of an hour before the one-hour deadline set by Han Muye.

Everyone stood on the reef and waited quietly.

Two quarters later, the river was calm.

"Win!"

On the river bank, on the river surface, countless cheers came.

Among them, many people shook their heads regretfully.

Why don't you attack?

I haven't earned enough yet...

With a smile on his face, Han Muye waved his hand, and the Medicine Pill flew out one by one, and then flew onto the dragon boat.

The dragon boat moves forward, straight up against the water.

"I lost a lot of money in this battle." Daoist muttered.

"It's not too much of a loss, I think that the cost of the elixir consumed by the son of pill refining has been recovered, and I still made a small profit." Zhao Yunlong whispered.

Han Muye chuckled lightly and looked up at the sky.

He earned.

It's not Spirit Stones that make money, it's people's hearts.

The prestige that Lingdao Sect had accumulated in the Western Xinjiang for countless years is collapsing.

He broke the rules, but also the barriers in people's hearts.

Yewang has already taken root in everyone's heart, so let him grow up!

Thousands of miles upstream, on the flat river, on the dragon boat of Lingdao Sect, Lu Qingchen, the head of the seven sons of Lingdao, looked gloomy.

"Han Muye, the Nine Profound Sword Sect, will ruin the blood sacrifice plan."

There was a vicious tone in his mouth.

"Then it's all gone." On the other side, Lu Qingyuan, who was sitting at Lotus Position, said coldly.

"Wait until the transaction between the main body and the demon clan is completed, break the seal, and summon the powerhouses from the fairy world before starting." A voice sounded faintly.

"it is good."

"Can."

"Then wait."