Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

A Star Heart is worthy of a big cultivator.

But when these big cultivators compete for the heart of Star, the power that escapes can turn thousands of miles into pieces.

Jin Kun raised his head with a nervous look on his face.

Behind him are hundreds of thousands of various wood demons and Demonic Beasts.

They are now gathered on a verdant meadow within a radius of only a few dozen miles. The grass is suspended and slowly lifted into the air.

Below, the sea water of the Endless Sea swallowed up the last Star fragments, causing a raging rage.

On the water, powerful Demonic Beasts rushed up, trying to catch up with Jin Kun and the others and drag them back to the endless sea.

More celestial Demonic Beasts roared, crashing into the Heart of the Star.

"Let's go."

Han Muye turned his head to look at Jin Kun and the others, and then the power poured out from his feet, and the green grass slowly ascended in a radius of dozens of miles, and then went into the distance.

In the rear, countless Demonic Beasts followed.

"Mikio fellow daoist, you, don't you go grab Star's heart?" Jin Kun looked at the shining spiritual bead and said in a low voice.

This is a great treasure.

For practitioners, the heart of the star is a treasure that can help them to practice without worry for countless years to come.

Such a treasure, no one will not be moved.

Hearing Jin Kun's words, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

"It's okay, let them grab it for a while."

After he finished speaking, he activated the power of the wood demon to control this side of the grass and fly away.

After traveling thousands of miles, the Demonic Beasts behind him have caught up.

Several hideous-looking big demons rushed towards the wood demon on the grass.

Monster Qi tumbled into the clouds, bloody suffocating, making people sick.

This is a group of ferocious, violent monsters!

In front of these ferocious monsters, the wood demons and Demonic Beasts on the green grass could only shiver, their bodies limp.

Not all creatures have the power to fight, nor do they have the Cultivation Base to be able to exert themselves.

At this time, the reactions of these wood demons and Demonic Beasts are what low-level creatures should have.

In the world of practice, when the pressure of the great cultivator is lowered, it is the reality that countless low-level beings die.

There are only a few who can do heaven-defying in front of big cultivators.

"Blindfolded."

Han Muye drank lowly.

Jin Kun nodded, raised his hand, and used his magical powers, swaying countless golden leaves.

This time, all the leaves are not to block the eyes of the big monster in the endless sea, but to block the front of the wood monsters and Demonic Beasts on the grass.

"Clansmen, do your best!" Jin Kun shouted.

The golden leaves blocked their eyes, and the Demonic Beasts and wood demons couldn't see anything.

If you can't see it, it's fine, if you can't see it, don't be afraid.

The blinding supernatural ability can not only make the creatures whose eyes are covered cannot see the front, but even the coercion can be covered.

According to what was negotiated before, at this moment, all the wood demons and Demonic Beasts slammed their own magical powers and spells into the position behind them.

Flying branches and leaves, floating petals, thorns, thorns...

These methods are very low-level.

The same, the lethality is not strong.

But there are hundreds of thousands of wood demons and Demonic Beasts on the grass in the tens of miles!

"boom--"

The thin leaves just knocked out a roar.

The soft petals are like gold and iron, and they can cut through the flesh and bones of the big demon.

Those wooden thorns, one broken, another one, one after another, without end...

All the Wood Demons and Demonic Beasts were stunned when they opened their eyes to see the golden leaves in front of them.

The rear is empty.

The big monsters that were originally chasing disappeared without a trace.

By yourself, repelled those big demons?

It's just the aura that fell on him, what's going on?

Jin Kun's stiff body slowly eased, and he let out a sigh of relief.

The method mentioned by fellow daoist Makino is really useful.

Ahead, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

Even if these wood demons and Demonic Beasts are pitifully weak, they are still demons who have practiced for thousands of years.

Even if these wood demons and Demonic Beasts attacked like a ticklish singly, hundreds of thousands of them together could scratch their confidants.

He watched with his own eyes the big monsters who were chasing after them, being pierced by leaves.

The bones and fur of those big demons were all torn to shreds, smashed into pieces, and finally turned into nothingness.

This strike is the overhaul of Tianjing Expanding Aperture, and I don't dare to take it hard.

After one blow, the monsters in the endless sea in the distance plunged into the sea, not daring to show their heads for a long time.

Cheers came from the green ground, Jin Kun looked excited, and led a group of monsters to Yuhongxing.

Han Muye looked at him and said, "Do you understand?"

Jin Kun hurriedly nodded and said, "I understand that when encountering a strong enemy, I will cover my eyes with my magical powers, and then gather my strength to strike."

This method is so easy to use, he did not expect it at all.

With this method, they, the demon clan, are more than capable of protecting themselves.

Han Muye nodded and sorted out the sword case he was carrying, and straightened his clothes lightly.

The movements are gentle, as if going to a banquet.

Jin Kun watched his movements and said hurriedly, "Mister Mu, fellow daoist, you are—"

Han Muye chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and said softly, "The heart of Star, how could it be given to outsiders?"

His voice fell, and he flew up.

Stepping out, Han Muye has Sword Ray and water vapor condensed on his body.

His eyes showed a chilling meaning, and the strong fighting intent on his body turned into reality.

Thousands of miles away, a spirit bead shines, and thousands of meters away from the spirit bead, dozens of practitioners from other regions, and the great monsters in the endless sea are all fighting for it with all their strength.

In the battle of the Heavenly Realm overhaul, the mountains and rivers will be shattered with one blow.

Even under the suppression of the endless sea battle, these Heavenly Realm overhauls are still a group of top powerhouses in the world.

The turbid waves surged, the broken clouds stretched, and between the ten thousand feet of water and clouds, Monster Qi collided with Spiritual Qi and Devilish Qi, escaping toward the surroundings.

In this battle, there is no power of heaven, let alone participation, not even the qualifications to watch the battle.

"Om-"

At this moment, the sword in the hand of an exotic sword cultivator shook lightly.

He was stunned for a moment, turned his head, looked into the distance, and instantly swept away thousands of miles.

Thousands of miles away, a young man wearing a white robe and carrying a sword box on his back stepped on the waves, his hands drooping, and he took a step.

Sword repair.

A sword cultivator who can make his own sword sense when he is thousands of miles away!

At this moment, not only the foreign kendo practitioner felt the sensation, but other great cultivators who were vying for the heart of Star also turned around.

The fighting spirit on Han Muye was too strong, and the power that motivated them had feedback.

Human swordsman?

"Ignorance child, I don't know whether to live or die." A big monster with a height of three feet, four arms on his back, a head and face like an ape laughed wildly, and the long knife in his four palms flashed aura.

This light has been transformed into Sen Han's saber intent, and with just a gentle dance, the void can be slashed open.

This heavenly monster is actually a strong man who will control the Dao of the Blade Cultivation Base to the extreme.

Han Muye moved very fast, but within a hundred miles.

The four-armed monster didn't wait any longer, and flew for a hundred miles in a flash.

The tyrannical demon light instantly enveloped Han Muye, and the tyrannical sword light slashed down.

Knives are inherently tyrannical and difficult to tame.

The sword training light cut through the void and came directly between Han Muye's eyebrows.

There was a sinister smile on the distorted face of the big demon.

Sword cultivators in the world are all hard bones, and cutting such bones with a knife can be called fun.

Han Muye looked up.

His eyes were opposite to this heavenly realm monster.

From the eyes of this big demon, he saw arrogance, caution, and gloom.

Intricately intertwined thoughts.

From the stability of his state of mind and the sublimation of the power of the soul, Han Muye can see through more things.

For example, the human heart.

This knife is fake.

The other three knives are deadly.

This big demon pulled away to kill himself, not only to show his combat power, but also to jump out of the battle circle, preparing for the fisherman to benefit.

However, when the knife came over, Han Muye saw too many changes.

At this moment, he felt the joy of being peeled off the fog in his heart.

After all calculations, it is not as sharp as a sword in the hand!

If you have a sword in your heart and a sword in your hand, why bother?

Meet the enemy, draw your sword!

"Kuraga-"

Qing Ming unsheathed, his right hand was holding it, and the sword edge was lightly twisted.

The tyrannical sword light that slashed the heavens and the earth collided with the sword edge, as if slashing in soft water, slowly slowing down.

The power of water veins can be combined with all forces!

The four-armed monster's expression did not change. It seemed that he had expected that he would not be able to defeat the enemy with one knife.

quick!

The light of the knife is dim, and there is only one quick word.

The world is sharp, but one is fast!

“Good Saber Technique!”

Thousands of miles away, an old man with a sword in his hand let out a low voice.

With such a quick slash, it was too late to even dodge below the Nascent Soul Fifth Stage.

This four-armed monster is really the essence of cultivation of one of the swords that he masters.

"In the end, it is the family of four-armed flying monkeys that is hard to find in the world, and has inherited Saber Technique since ancient times." A thin old man wearing a Taoist robe said in a low voice.

Most of the people who come here today to compete for the Heart of Star are from other places, in order to get a chance in the Taoism struggle.

These people are fighting endlessly today, and maybe they will become allies in the future.

After all, it is a major cultivation of the heavens. If you can learn more about other people's cultivation methods, and watch the battle of the same rank more, it will be beneficial to their cultivation and the improvement of their combat power.

"That kid shouldn't be able to take this knife." A kendo heavenly realm with a long sword on his back shook his head.

This knife is too fast.

If it wasn't for the divine sense to capture and watch the battle from a distance, most of them in these heavenly realm overhauls thought that they couldn't stop this sword.

Han Muye moved slightly when he saw the light of the knife approaching. Can't take it.

It's not that I can't take it, it's that I'm not ready to take this knife at all.

Coming to fight today, the fighting spirit penetrates the sky, how can it be spent like this?

Han Muye stabbed the Qingming Sword in front of him and walked with the sword. His movements seemed to be very slow, but it was half a point faster than the sword light.

What the knife light shattered was just his afterimage.

Sword Ray condensed into a line, reaching a hundred feet straight, rubbing the arm of the four-armed monster lightly.

"Thorn-"

An arm fell.

Han Muye appeared a hundred feet away.

He stretched out his hand and dropped the long knife held in his arm.

Knife to start, heavy.

This knife is at least 10,000 jin, the hilt is no more than ten feet long, and the blade is two feet long.

Sword Qi penetrated into the blade, and pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

Thousands of tempering, blood refining and polishing, a long knife like this takes hundreds of years to take shape.

After obtaining this sword, the four-armed flying ape powerhouse needs to be nurtured for another hundred years before they succeed.

Their warm nourishment is soaked in blood, and the blood temperature is not cold.

A hundred years of raising a knife will kill 100,000 souls!

In the picture Han Muye saw, there was a lot of killing. The violent and gloomy Four-Handed Flying Ape clan cultivates strong people, all of which raise Gu and kill each other.

Those who can get four such long knives are all killed from hundreds or thousands of their peers.

This group, The Weak are Prey to the Strong.

Holding a long knife, Han Muye raised his head and looked at the four-armed flying monkey named Hetuo in front of him.

There is not one person in this group who is not covered in blood.

At this moment, there was a sound of inhalation from a hundred miles away.

Han Muye's illusory sword, flying a hundred feet and breaking the arm of the flying monkey, how many people can have such means?

"This son, cruel..." A big man in half-length black armor showed a dignified expression on his face.

brutal?

Who can cultivate to the realm of heaven, who is not cruel?

Many big cultivators smiled and watched quietly.

A hundred miles away, Han Muye's long sword was raised again.

The four-armed flying ape Daxiu Hetuo, who had cut off one arm, had a gloomy expression, and there were bloodstains left on the broken arm, and the sword light flashed in the other three arms.

A face-to-face with a broken arm, he has never met such a swordsman.

At this moment, there was fear in his heart.

But when he saw Han Muye raise his sword, the last trace of reason in his heart disappeared.

kill!

Only by killing the sword cultivator in front of him, can he be disgraced!

The three long knives caused the water waves, and the light of the knives quietly attacked Han Muye in the cloud.

This time the knife light is not only fast, but also in harmony with the sea water, silently!

Once the water is cut off, the water flow is saved!

This knife, enter the road!

Han Muye's eyes lit up, he chuckled lightly, and thrust his sword out.

He just used the power of the soul to stimulate the opponent to shoot, just to see this knife!

Cut off the water.

The four-armed flying ape monster named Hetuo has cultivated the Saber Technique inherited from the family group to the extreme, and has his own insights.

This Saber Technique, Han Muye Insight in the picture, but he prefers to see it with his own eyes.

The light of the sword and the cloud of water merged, and they reappeared three feet behind Han Muye, quietly stabbing like a sword.

Three long knives with soft light.

Lifting weights lightly.

If it weren't for the great battles and the gathering of the world's strong men, how could Han Muye have the opportunity to fight against such strong men?

With a smile on Han Muye's face, the Qingming sword turned upside down, and the blade blocked the knife behind him.

In his left hand, the purple flame sword wrapped in golden aura flipped back, and a part of his arm fell again.

Four-armed flying ape, only two arms left!

He Tuo roared in fear, and his figure retreated crazily.

A hundred miles away, the bodies of those great monsters in the heavenly realm were stiff.

The confrontation between the electric, light and flint is hand-to-hand, and the outcome is too fast.

From He Tuo's confrontation with Han Muye to the moment when his arms were cut off, the whole process took less than ten breaths.

A great cultivator with an unparalleled cultivation of the Dao of the Sword in the Heaven Realm, just like that.

Seeing the frantic Hetuo fleeing, Han Muye shook his head and only collected the long knife that had fallen, without chasing him any more.

The Heavenly Realm where the state of mind is shattered is no longer the Heavenly Realm.

In such a world, even the Gold Core Third Fifth Stage can kill it.

This is the land of Taoism, can you really escape far?

In the endless sea, there are already several big monsters quietly chasing in the direction of Hetuo's escape.

Whether you can survive or not depends on your life.

Han Muye held his swords horizontally, raised his head, and looked into the distance.

Over there, dozens of big cultivators seem to be looking forward to it?

Han Muye let out a long laugh, returned his swords to the sword box, and walked forward.

"Tianxuan Jianxiu Han Muye, come to ask for advice-"

Sword repair, challenge.

Those Heavenly Realm major repairers looked at each other, and some people had the intention of retreating.

Defeat the four-armed Flying Ape Clan powerhouse within ten breaths and cut off both of his arms. With such combat power, there are very few enemies here.

"Simon Realm Huayan Sword Sect Feng Zihe, come to fight!"

A white-bearded old man with a bright long sword in his hand flew forward, swept the sword in his hand, turned into a wind, and went to Han Muye as a hood.

Sword Ray just came out, and that Gangfeng has directly wrapped Han Muye.

"Magic Treasures!"

Someone exclaimed.

This long sword is actually a magical Magic Treasures.

The power of Magic Treasures and sword practice are superimposed, and the combat power has increased tenfold?

The faces of the people who competed with Feng Zihe before were pale.

If Feng Zihe had used the sword of Magic Treasures just now, he would have died.

Gangfeng wrapped his body, Han Muye's face did not change.

Although the wind was strong, it couldn't directly strangle him.

It's just that this kendo method uses the wind as the blade.

A vein of wind.

Han Muye's eyes pierced through the illusory flashing wind, and his thoughts were driven to the extreme.

"Kuraga-"

The long sword was unsheathed, the Sword Ray flashed, and a wind scroll that had shrunk countless times appeared.

One, two, a hundred, a thousand!

The wind is outside, the wind is blowing inside.

The wind and the clouds are intertwined, and the smoke disappears.

Outsiders can only see the gang wind raging, but they can't see the gang wind, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

Feng Zihe frowned, and without hesitation, he flew with his sword and slashed with one sword.

This sword was dignified, and before the sword arrived, it smashed the Gangfeng, revealing Han Muye, who was shy away.

Seeing Feng Zihe flying towards him, Han Muye laughed and rolled his sword backwards.

wind roll.

Thousands of wind scrolls wrapped Feng Zihe and turned it into a gust of wind.

Break the wind with the wind?

Wind to wind!

"He is strong and he is strong, the breeze caresses the hills, borrows the wind and clouds for thousands of miles, and touches the autumn wind."

"Wind veins, the first sword, the clouds are scattered."

The wind is rolling and the clouds are scattered!

Han Muye drank it, the clouds and the wind scattered, the Sword Ray flickered, and the wind was the sword!

"Thorn-"

Feng Zihe couldn't stop the Sword Ray flashing somewhere around him at all, he could only explode his Sword Ray and smashed a way.

When he fell a hundred feet away in shock, his whole body was already soaked in blood.

Touching his neck lightly, Feng Zihe's face turned pale.

A slender wound, with a hint of golden aura, made his heart beat continuously.

The sword was a little deeper, and he was already dead at this time.

"Feng Mou admits defeat." Feng Zihe turned his head to look at the floating Star Heart, cupped hands towards Han Muye, turned around and left.

If you lose with one sword, if you don't leave, will you be courting death?

"Agreed." With a smile on his face, Han Muye stretched out his hand, and the shattered Gangfeng outside turned into a cyan long sword, which was held in his hand.

Magic Treasures sword.

Although Feng Zihe was in great pain, he could only turn around and fly away.

Sword, can I still get it back?

Standing in the same place, Han Muye grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his aura filled with Sword Qi at the same time.

Sword Ray flickered, Magic Treasures trembled.

Feng Zihe, who was flying in the distance, groaned, bleeding from his mouth and horror in his eyes.

It's only a few breaths of time, then = own Magic Treasures sword has been refined?

What kind of sword repair is this?

Simply a monster.

Holding the Magic Treasures longsword in hand, Han Muye walked slowly while watching the images flashing in his mind.

Simon Realm, a big world, there are many strong ones.

Huayan Sword Sect is also a great Sect, with superb swordsmanship, and hundreds of great cultivators who enter the Dao with swords.

The kind of kendo Saint who uses the sword to enter Samsara.

Feng Zihe was only the law enforcement elder in the door, and the Cultivation Base was stuck in a bottleneck, so he came to participate in the Taoism struggle and wanted to take the opportunity to make a breakthrough.

With the sword in hand, Han Muye saw the kendo inheritance of Huayan Jianzong.

wind.

Thirteen wind swordsmanships can pursue the Heavenly Secret Avenue.

Han Muye gently put the long sword into the sword box, raised his head, and looked at Ling Xiao with fighting intent.

"Tianxuan Jianxiu Han Muye, come to ask for advice-"