The sword light is like a rainbow, attracting thousands of sword intents!

When the sword light rose from Han Muye's body, the hundreds of thousands of sword pills on the Dan Xiu Jian formation shook.

The face of the three thousand sword cultivators who was about to penetrate the sword formation changed greatly.

This sword formation changed in an instant!

The endless sword energy is intertwined and swayed, and the sword meaning is hard to distinguish!

The sword formation that originally focused on defense was about to reverse at this time, turning into a peerless fierce formation with terrifying attack power!

The battle changed, and the sky was instantly cold.

The three thousand sword cultivators who fell on the sword formation were unable to stand up one by one before the cold sword intent.

These sword cultivators are also experienced, and they are about to retreat when the sword light flashes.

"Jin Kun, obstruct your eyes!" Han Muye shouted in a low voice.

Jin Kun didn't hesitate, golden light burst out all over his body, and countless dazzling golden leaves flew out.

Magical powers, blindfolded!

The golden leaves directly crossed the space and appeared in front of the three thousand swordsmen, covering their eyes.

A blindfold!

The golden leaves blocked all eyes, leaving the front in darkness.

With their eyes blocked, these sword cultivators couldn't tell their direction, and for a while they flew away from nowhere.

messed up!

Even after a hundred battles, these sword cultivators were in a mess at this time.

"boom--"

Below, the endless slaughtering sword energy rising from the sword array is vertical and horizontal.

This is the maddened swordsmanship caused by the Zhou Tian Great Array composed of 360,000 Sword Pills!

The sword light is endless, and it gathers to become a dragon!

The sword is the dragon, and the dance is nine days!

Three thousand swordsmen were the first to bear the brunt of the dragon of swordsmanship, and could not even resist.

The Stegosaurus roared and swallowed the three thousand sword cultivators.

When the Stegosaurus passed through, the sword energy of each of the three thousand swordsmen shattered and scattered, and the condensed sword intent in the chest and abdomen was assimilated, was consumed by the sword pill, and turned to nothing.

The sword formation changes, and three thousand sword cultivators are wiped out in one breath!

The three thousand sword lights dissipated, and then above the great formation, they were torn apart by the solid sword light from the sword core.

Body dead, Tao disappears.

This change is only three breaths. Whether it is Mo Wurui or Huang Tingzhu, the dan cultivators below, including the masked sword cultivator standing on the deck of the flying boat, have not reacted.

"boom--"

Three thousand swords cultivated their bodies and died, the power of the sword formation soared into the sky, and the sword intent dragon led the sword light and slammed into the demon army.

In the void, the power of feeding back began to come.

The beam of light fell on those Dan Xiu, causing aura to linger.

"Fast back-"

Mo Wuji's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.

The kendo long dragon roared, and the demon army that had not yet formed an army formation could not stop it at all!

"boom--"

Mo Wu Rui flew, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the kendo long dragon.

But the long dragon transformed by the sword array was extremely agile, with just a tail swing, it avoided the sword light, and then shattered into endless sword light, rushing towards the demon army.

The sword light rushed past, sending the army of millions of demons into pieces.

Heavy casualties!

The powerful army of millions of demons was attacked by the sword light transformed by the kendo long dragon, at least half of it was damaged!

This is the capital of the devil in the struggle for Taoism!

Seeing his team's hard work like this, Mo Wujia's demonic energy turned into a black plume of smoke, screaming in the sky.

He lowered his head, his eyes were red, staring at Han Muye in the distance.

The masked Jianxiu on the Xianzhou trembled and turned his head slowly.

"It's you……"

He gritted his teeth and pointed his long sword at Han Muye.

He is a sword repairer, so it is easy to see who did all this.

If it wasn't for the power of Han Muye's sword formation, how could the three thousand sword cultivators under his command die in an instant?

When Jianxiu's gaze fell on Han Muye, and the long sword pointed at him, it was like a giant mountain of 10,000 feet pressing down on his head.

Words and deeds are right, positioning in space.

This is a great sword cultivator with extremely strong kendo cultivation!

"Jin Kun, go to my uncle's side." Han Muye raised his hand and pushed, and Jin Kun's body floated towards Huang Tingshu's side.

Pushing Jin Kun away, a blue long sword appeared in Han Muye's hand.

Not the Qingming sword, but a refined magic sword.

He rarely uses swords, because he has always aimed to sharpen his swordsmanship.

But today, he is using the magic weapon long sword.

Seven Luminaries Sword Sect's kendo master, with a solid sword intent, has become the light of the avenue. Such a kendo cultivator is worth fighting for!

Fighting intent rushed to the sky, sword intent condensed.

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

Han Muye drank in a low voice, pointed the front of the sword in his hand, and stepped forward.

Huang Ting squinted vertically, looked at Han Muye with a sword like a dragon, and whispered in his mouth, "Han Muye, Muye, hehe, it's not difficult to guess the other identity, right?"

"Sure enough, it's a battle of the Great Dao, and there will be geniuses who are not in the world."

"Hope, this is God's will..."

Han Muye didn't care whether it was God's will or not.

At this time, he was all on the long sword in his hand.

The sword, with its endless sharpness and one-thousandth of its breath, slashed directly on the flying boat.

"boom--"

The flying boat burst and was split in half by a sword.

Then, on the broken flying boat, a thin sword light quietly appeared, stabbing Han Muye's chest.

Han Muye had already anticipated that, as soon as the long sword turned, the sword's edge met him, nothing fancy.

"when--"

The two swords clashed, and Han Muye's figure was knocked out a thousand feet.

If it is the Qingming Sword, this blow will damage the long sword.

"Out of body overhaul."

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand pointed at the great sword cultivator who was walking slowly.

At this moment, the mask covering the face of the Seven Luminaries Sword Sect's great sword cultivator in white clothes had already been shattered by Han Muye's sword, his body exuded a solemn aura, and the tyrannical sword light lingered around him.

Around forty, his face is square, but the ruthlessness in his eyes seems to be turned into reality.

"The deity, the Seven Luminaries Sword Sect Zhu, ignored it and cultivated the Seven Luminaries Three-Star Sword Art for 3,800 years."

"My Seven Lights Sword Sect cultivates swords with slaughter, and insists that swordsmanship must be fought."

"You can kill these disciples who came with me, the deity doesn't care."

Zhu ignored the sword in his hand, and a gloomy trace of sword light circulated, causing the surrounding void to vibrate and cry softly.

This is because the power is too concentrated, causing the power of space to suppress.

In the land of Taoism, the power of the great monks gathers, reincarnation and cause and effect are not obvious, and it can mobilize the power of space, which is already the top power.

"If you abandon the sword at this time and become a sword slave under the seat of the deity, the deity can keep your life for a hundred years."

The vibrating power of space poured out from the long sword in Zhu Ignore's hand, instantly wrapping Han Muye around a hundred feet in the void.

Space freezes.

Huang Ting frowned, raised his hand to activate the power of the golden seal, but the mad Mo Wuxia on the opposite side pulled the long knife and slashed down.

Mo Xiu, the more mad, the calmer he is.

Mo Wujia wanted to stop himself from helping Han Muye.

But does this guy really need his own rescue?

Huang Tingshu chuckled, the golden seal was reversed, and the phantom of Pixiu flew up, blocking the impeccable sword light.

"boom--"

The knife light collided with the Pixiu, and the golden light and the dark magic light were entangled.

Over there, Zhu ignored the long sword in his hand and pointed at Han Muye's head.

"The deity gives you three breaths—"

Before he could finish his words, Han Muye's figure, who had been frozen in the void, had disappeared.

The space is only frozen, not to mention that Han Muye can break it himself, even if he is urged by Tianhe Wing, he can break away in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already ten feet in front of Zhu Ignore.

"it is good--"

Zhu ignored the matter of not mentioning the sword slave again, snorted low, and stabbed out the long sword.

The sword light cut through the void, and the sword edge appeared in front of Han Muye's chest.

Not only fast, but also broke the suppression of the void.

Before the harsh whistle could sound, it was frozen by the chill emanating from the sword light.

A great sword cultivator who is very good at controlling the power of space!

In addition to the power of the five elements, the power of space and thunder is the most lethal.

The Zhu Wushi that Han Muye met today was a sword cultivator who controlled the power of space.

It's just that Han Muye is also familiar with space power.

The illusory wings behind him moved lightly, and the sword light in front of him could not reach his chest.

This scene made Zhu ignore the color change.

It was the first time he had met a kendo practitioner who could rival him in space.

"Om-"

As soon as the sword in his hand turned, the light of the sword exploded, and the twelve sword edges shattered, facing Han Muye as a hood.

This time, Han Muye raised his sword.

"I used to learn a technique of hiding the empty sword, the power of breaking space, and the speed of the void."

"Based on this, I will deduce a sword, please watch it-"

Han Muye drank lowly, and swung his sword diagonally.

"The way of space, the first sword, no phase."

The sword emerges formless, and all paths have no form.

Completely crossing the constraints of space, Jianguang appeared in front of Zhu Ignoring.

When this sword was slashed, the ten-zhang void between him and Zhu Shishi was stretched infinitely.

The space has grown for thousands of miles, and it has grown so long that Zhu ignores the sound of the sword in his hand and shatters directly.

Zhu's ignorant face instantly turned white, and his hand cut off the sword and slashed back fiercely.

But at the moment when the broken sword slashed, his eyes widened.

This blow, split empty!

No phase!

Since there is no sign, it is naturally elusive.

The sword light I saw was not the real sword light!

"Thorn-"

A section of sword stabbed out from Zhu Ignore's right chest, with bright red blood.

The invisible and invisible sword actually stabbed out of Zhu Ignore's body!

With this sword, not only did Zhu Wushi, who had the sword in his chest deep in his face turn pale, but Mo Wujia in the distance also trembled.

Huang Ting had a strange look on his face, and turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's swordsmanship is actually not inferior to Confucianism?

"Bam—"

Zhu ignored his palm and slapped his chest on his chest, shaking out the sword's edge, then turned to look at Mo Wuji and Han Muye, gritted his teeth, and flew away.

If he doesn't escape, he will lose his life here because of his serious injuries.

Han Muye stretched out his hand, and the cutting edge of the sword fell into the palm of his hand.

Sword energy perfused, spiritual energy poured in, and he saw the memory picture in the sword.

Seven Lights Sword Sect, to kill to kill.

This sect emphasizes the strong prey to the weak, and all the disciples start from the outer sect, which is a layer-by-layer killing and selection.

Those who can step into the realm of heaven are all iron-blooded sword cultivators who have killed all their peers and have had countless blood on their swords.

Zhu ignored the cultivation to the out-of-body stage, and killed all of his body, which can be described as a sea of ​​blood.

Han Muye didn't object to Jian Xiu's way of entering the Dao, but he should not become a major in a sect with such a path completely honed by slaughter.

It's just that the Seven Lights Sword Sect is a double saint, with several semi-sacred swordsmen in charge, and the strength of the sect is monstrous.

Such a large force can run rampant in the ordinary cultivation world.

The sword energy fed back, and the image in Han Muye's mind disappeared.

Comprehend the Seven Lights March Swordsmanship.

Comprehend the Seven Luminaries Star Swordsmanship.

...

Holding the sword's edge, Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance.

It's interesting that Zhu ignores the direction of escape.

The sword light rose from Han Muye's body, the sword in his hand was sharp, and he slashed down with one sword.

No phase.

Mo Wujia in the distance let out a low drink, and a black magic mist spread around him.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

Outside of the magic fog, countless sword lights were intertwined and slashed, but after all, the defense was not broken.

When the sword light dissipated and the magic fog disappeared, there was no magic invincible figure on the spot.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of demon troops also slowly retreated.

Han Muye nodded to Huang Ting, his body moved, and he flew away.

He steered the Tianhe Wing, neither hurried nor slow, escaping in the void.

The sword just wounded Zhu Ignore and left a mark on his body. No matter how Zhu Ignore ran, he couldn't get rid of it.

Ahead, Zhu Ignore also noticed Han Muye's pursuit, changed directions several times, and then quietly increased his speed.

But Han Muye was still unhurried and fell behind.

After traveling 500,000 miles, Zhu ignored his body and stopped, as if he had made a decision, turned and disappeared.

Han Muye chuckled lightly and chased after him.

For three days in a row, Zhu ignored the speed faster and faster until he landed in an area full of small meteorites, and then disappeared completely.

The breath really disappeared.

Even the mark that Han Muye left before could not be found.

Such means, is it a saint's shot?

Standing in the same place, Han Muye took out Zhu Ignong's broken sword, held it in his hand, and kept searching for his memories.

After a hundred breaths, he opened his eyes, and a deep spiritual light flashed in his eyes.

"I know where this is..."

This is the place where Huang Yishang found the relics of sword cultivators outside the territory.

Huang Yishang got a jade slip for refining sword pills, three sword pills, and some other good things.

Consistent with the memory in Jian Wan, Han Muye let go of his hand and interrupted the sword. He no longer searched for Zhu Ignore's position, but flew forward and fell.

Passing through countless meteorites, the surrounding space changes and turns into a phantom.

"Snapped."

When Han Muye landed on a meteorite no more than a hundred miles in size, he saw the sword marks staggered in front of him.

Here, there are swordsmen who have fought against each other.

Glancing over, Han Muye could see through the sword move revealed in the sword mark.

"Power sword, intention sword."

Whispering in his mouth, he walked slowly.

Under the cliff in front, there is a cave of Baizhang.

Stepping into the cave, there are traces of long swords everywhere.

Walking forward, he saw a familiar figure.

Huang Yishang.

However, at this time, Huang Yishang was already sitting cross-legged on the rock, his body was withered, and his breath was cut off.

He was seriously injured and came to this place to find an opportunity, but unfortunately, it seems that the opportunity has not been found?

Han Muye walked over to Huang Yishang's remains and looked at a small jade-colored sword in his hand.

He stretched out his hand, and the small sword fell into his palm.

The sword energy permeated, the spiritual energy perfused, and the small sword vibrated softly.

Pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

This is not a sword, but it is also related to the sword.

This is a seal, related to an inheritance.

The sword pavilion.

It is not a three-layer sword pavilion, not a five-layer sword pavilion, but a six-layer sword pavilion that is related to the three-day inheritance in the Xianyuan world.

"In the endless sea, is there such a place?"

Looking at the group of islands in the endless sea in the picture, Han Muye whispered softly.

It was in the depths of the endless sea, on the vast islands, where many practitioners lived.

Most of these cultivators came by chance from various realms, and most of them were sword cultivators.

As for why he came to these islands, this made Han Muye interested.

trade.

These islands can be traded with each other or with the monsters in the endless sea.

This is the only place in the endless sea where humans and monsters can live in harmony.

The power of heaven here seems to be outside the avenue.

Broken Star Island.

Looking up at the interlaced stripes on the stone wall in front of him, Han Muye was a little curious.

In the land of Taoism, this teleportation array to Broken Star Island can still be used?

If it can't be used, how can Zhu ignore it disappear out of thin air?

Holding the small jade-colored sword in his hand, Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword intent fell on the pattern of the teleportation formation.

"Om-"

There was a soft sound, and there were faint ripples on the pattern that wrapped Han Muye's entire body.

By the time the ripples disappeared, Han Muye had already disappeared.

"boom--"

Just as Han Muye disappeared in place, there was an explosion of thunder in the void.

"It's the method of Endless Heavenly Venerate again. Is Endless Sea really going to be the enemy of my Xianyuan World?" In the void, there was a low voice.

"Forget it, fellow Daoist Hu, we are just a few of us who have passed through the reincarnation and touched the fairyland of the long river of time, how can we be seen by Tianzun."

"It's better to preside over this battle steadily and see if you can get some benefits."

"Yes, the arrangement of Endless Heavenly Venerate should not be mixed into the Dao dispute, he still doesn't see the opportunity of Dao dispute."

There were a few old voices, and then the void slowly fell silent.

...

It was not the first time for Han Muye to walk through the space formation.

Back then in the Mysterious Realm of Myriad Demons in the Southern Wilderness, he had felt the mighty force that traveled through the world.

Now that he felt it again, he had a more profound experience.

Without reincarnation, controlling the power of time, it is impossible to arrange such a teleportation formation.

It seems that behind the Fragment Star Island, there is a great power that can reach the sky.

"Bam—"

Falling into the dark sea water, the waves crashing on your face brought warm water vapor.

The power of water affinity penetrated, and Han Muye saw fish swimming underwater.

In this endless sea, there is such a pure sea area?

Turning his head to look at the dark sea in the distance, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps, only the surrounding islands of these islands are normal seawater, right?

This is a place specially arranged with great supernatural powers, like a Dao domain.

Han Muye stood up and down on the water, turned his head, and saw a small wooden boat moving forward in the waves.

At the bow of the small canoe, a young man with a bare chest cast a large net and struggled to unscrew it.

When the net entered the water, the young man first slowly closed the net, and then used all his strength to quickly lift the big net and pull it onto the bow of the boat.

In the snare, large and small fish jumped, as well as conch and shrimp.

Han Muye moved and landed on the bow of the boat.

At his feet, a broken sword hung on the net.

Zhu ignored the broken sword.

Zhu Ignore really came to Broken Star Island, but he didn't know what secret method to use to remove the mark he left on him.

"Da, Daxian—"

The arrival of Han Muye made the young man who closed the net tremble and sat on the deck.

"Which island of Broken Star Island is this?" Han Muye lowered his head and said softly.

"Yinghuo, Yinghuo Island." The young man stammered at Han Muye, as if expecting that Han Muye had asked the location and left quickly.

Unfortunately, when Han Muye heard the name of "Firefly Island", not only did he not leave, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Firefly Island?"

"Isn't Yujingjianpu on Firefly Island?"

Looking at the young man who was sitting down, Han Muye said warmly, "What's your name?"

Ask your name?

The young man's face turned pale~lightnovelpub.net~ hurriedly lay down on the deck to kowtow to Han Muye "bang bang bang".

"Daxian, my family relies on me to support everyone, so please don't let me sacrifice in blood!"

"There are two newborn babies in my family. If I die, none of them will survive!"

Blood sacrifice?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and was about to speak when he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it, holding the broken sword in the net on the deck in his hand.

The broken sword roared, and in the distance, there was the sound of sword whistling.

"Master, this is the man!"

Zhu ignored the low roar from gnashing his teeth.

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