Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Hearing him say it out, Huang Laoliu was taken aback.

Han Muye walked straight away, striding.

Behind him, phantoms of blood-colored iron bulls appeared.

These iron bull phantoms are solid, almost turning into entities.

This is the blessing of the power of the big demon bone, which is an unexpected gain for Han Muye.

Walking quickly, when Han Muye stopped, he was already standing outside Fang City not far from Dantang.

He was full of energy and blood, his expression was cold, and his white Inner Sect shirt made people dare not approach him.

Walking outside the Suzhen Building, the suppressed breath on Han Muye's body had already caused the people at the door to retreat subconsciously.

Han Muye is standing just outside the Suzhen Building.

In the Suzhen Building, the people who selected various Medicine Pill spirit materials quietly walked out and spread out to the surroundings.

"Senior Brother Han?"

Bai Suzhen walked out of the store and was slightly taken aback when she saw Han Muye.

Looking up at the look on Han Muye's face, Bai Suzhen was shocked.

"Bai Suzhen, I want you to explain to me."

Han Muye spoke lightly.

For some reason, hearing Han Muye's words, Bai Suzhen only felt cold, as if there was an aura of icy cold pressing down on her.

Sword Qi, or Sword intent?

Isn't this Senior Brother Han a Swordsman in the Sword Pavilion? How could he cultivate Sword Qi?

Turning to look around, Bai Suzhen lowered her voice and said, "Senior Brother Han, you may have misunderstood something."

"Let's go into the store and talk."

Seeing that Han Muye didn't answer, Bai Suzhen said softly, "Senior Brother Han, it's better not to let outsiders know about some things."

After speaking, she turned around and walked into the store.

Han Muye walked into the store with a sullen face, and followed her to the second floor.

"Senior Brother Han, do you think it was me who provided the Medicine Pill to the dead?"

Bai Suzhen turned her head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye looked at her.

Bai Suzhen shook her head and sighed softly, "Senior Brother Han, the business of the superb pill can make me a lot of money, so why should I risk great danger to do things that endanger the Nine Profound Sword Sect?"

"It doesn't do me any favors at all."

Han Muye was still looking at her.

Bai Suzhen said with a bitter face, "Senior Brother Han, I can't help you if you don't believe me."

"If you really don't believe it, I'll let you go."

Saying that, she closed her eyes, raised her head, and exposed her snow-white neck.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Today there are strong people who want to break into the sword pavilion."

Circumstances!

Bai Suzhen was shocked, her eyes widened.

"How dare they..."

Having said this, she suddenly revealed surprise in her eyes and whispered: "No wonder Jin Sect Leader, he went to Taiyi Sword Sect."

"It turned out to be for the big demon suppressed in the sword pavilion..."

Taiyi Sword Sect.

The head of the four sword sects.

Bai Suzhen actually knew about the Jiange's suppression of the big demon, and said that it was related to the departure of Sect Leader.

Han Muye frowned and stared at Bai Suzhen: "You said that Sect Leader did all this on purpose?"

The Elder of Jiange saved lives in Luyuan Mountain, thousands of miles away.

The three Taishang responded and guarded thousands of miles away.

Sect Leader visits Taiyi Sword Sect.

On the entire Jiuxuan Mountain, it was the most empty time.

If the big demon is released at this time, everything is a coincidence?

"Impossible, there are countless disciples on Jiuxuan Mountain, how could Sect Leader allow the Great Demon to be born?" Han Muye shook his head.

"Hehe, the big demon is raging?" Bai Suzhen chuckled, her face calm: "At this time, the Taiyi Sword Sect retired elder, the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang, may have been tens of thousands of miles away."

The first swordsman in Western Xinjiang, Master Tu Sun, retired elder of Taiyi Sword Sect.

If this person makes a move, he may really be able to kill the Heavenly Realm Demon.

After all, that big demon has been suppressed for ten thousand years, and must be extremely weak.

"There's no reason for Sect Leader to do this?" Han Muye's voice was less certain and more hesitant.

"The elder of the sword pavilion died, the gate of Jiuxuan Mountain was broken by the big demon, and countless disciples died. Is it too much for the Sect Leader of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to sacrifice and refine the demon-suppressing Jiuxuan sword?" Bai Suzhen said softly, looking at Han Muye .

"The five meridians are gathered together, and the Jinze Sect Leader, who is known as Jin Yishuishui, personally holds the Nine Profound Sword. With such power, I am afraid that only three Sects can suppress the entire Western Border." Three schools, three heavenly realms.

All calculations, in order to sacrifice the Nine Profound Sword.

Just because of this sword that can cut the sky, can you let the blood flow into a river on Jiuxuan Mountain?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.

Cut off your relationship and take the Immortal way.

In the eyes of those great cultivators, apart from their own strength and cultivation, what else cannot be sacrificed?

Perhaps, only this explanation can explain why Jiu Xuan Jian Sect, the third of the four major sword schools, is in chaos today like a sieve?

Some people are scheming, some people push the boat, and some people help.

All calculations are for the general trend of Western Xinjiang.

Among them, the disciples and elders who sacrificed were not worth mentioning.

"Senior Brother Han, how many of those powerhouses who have lived for countless years in the cultivation world are not cold-blooded?"

Bai Suzhen looked into Han Muye's eyes: "Just like Senior Brother Han, will you hesitate when you want to kill me one day?"

Kill Bai Suzhen?

Han Muye lowered his head and did not answer.

Who knows what happens in the world of practice.

Seeing Han Muye's expression, Bai Suzhen laughed and took a step forward: "Senior Brother Han, if you and I are enemies in the future, I will let you go."

Han Muye looked up at her.

Bai Suzhen's eyes were clear.

"I'm going to Luyuan Mountain, can you help me?" Han Muye suddenly spoke again.

Bai Suzhen was startled by his words.

"I want to get to Luyuan Mountain before Elder Gao can use his sword, can you do it?" Han Muye said again.

Bai Suzhen looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a Medicine Pill appeared in his palm.

Bright and round.

Melting Pill.

Superb.

"You should know that even if you send the Broken Liang Sword from the Three Qin Sword Sect, this battle cannot be avoided."

"You can't stop it."

Bai Suzhen's face showed a look of struggle, looked at the Medicine Pill, and then whispered: "Dan is a good pill, but I sent you to Luyuan Mountain, can you come back alive for pill refining?"

In this world, who else can save the Jiange Elder?

At least Xijiang, no one can save it anymore, right?

No matter how many secrets Han Muye has on his body and how many methods he has in his hands, is it useful in front of such a big cultivator?

Looking at Han Muye's face again, Bai Suzhen felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

In this world, the one who is willing to go to Luyuan Mountain in person and want to save the Elder of the Sword Pavilion is probably the only one in front of him, right?

The entire Western Border is waiting for the Sword Pavilion Elder to come out with his sword.

"Rest assured, I will come back alive." There was an irresistible determination in Han Muye's voice.

Bai Suzhen nodded, took a breath, and whispered, "Half an hour later, I will wait for you outside the gate of Jiuxuan Mountain."

With a smile on his face, Han Muye put the Medicine Pill in his hand on the table, and said softly, "Five or five."

After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Bai Suzhen stood there, holding the Medicine Pill in her palm, bit her lip, and said nothing.

...

It took less than a quarter of an hour for Han Muye to return to the Jiange.

Huang Laoliu, who had been waiting at the gate of Jiange, hurried up to greet him.

Han Muye stepped forward and patted Huang Lao Liu on the shoulder with a smile.

This made Huang Laoliu puzzled for a while.

He walked into the quiet room, put away the White Tiger picture scroll on the wall, and carried the Ziyan Qingming sword behind him, then put on his clothes and walked out.

When he got to the wooden frame of the Jiange Pavilion, he was shocked, and a Sword Qi burst out and crashed into his body.

The Sword intent hidden in the swords on the first floor of the sword pavilion was directly taken back by him three times.

After receiving the Sword intent, he strode out of the sword pavilion.

When he arrived at the door, Huang Laoliu looked at him with two swords on his back, and his expression changed.

"Sixth brother, the sword pavilion is handed over to you."

Han Muye strode out of the sword pavilion and down the stone steps.

"Where are you going?" Huang Laoliu quickly caught up.

"I'm going to bring Elder back." Han Muye said loudly without turning his head.

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