Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion
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At this moment, a giant sword that supported the sky appeared behind Han Muye.
Kendo Nascent Soul!
Different from others, he was born in the way of the sword, and the sword infant turned into a primordial spirit. This sword is not only his primordial infant, but also his primordial spirit.
The shadow of the sword appeared and cut it down.
Han Muye's lifelong swordsmanship was condensed on this sword, and the sword light converged and arrived in an instant.
This is the agglomeration of cultivation, and the essence of kendo.
This is the crushing of power.
In order to block this sword, it is necessary to have a cultivation level that surpasses Han Muye's strength and surpasses his kendo understanding.
In the world, how many people can surpass him in kendo cultivation when their cultivation is stronger than him?
Unless it's a Juggernaut.
It's a pity, how could there be a Juggernaut in the Spirit Armor Monster Race?
A sword swept across, and all the spirit-armored monsters who fell in the Profound Sky World were beheaded.
This is an unfair slaughter.
It's just a battle of the world, how can it be fair?
"Boom—"
The power of heaven and earth to feed back is rolling like a tide.
With the long sword in the air, Han Muye walked forward step by step with his hands behind him, landing on the crack in the sky.
One person and one sword, guarding the gate of heaven alone!
Back then in Xijiang, he once opened the gate of heaven with his sword and sought a way for Xijiang Jian to cultivate.
Today, above the East China Sea, he guarded the passage between Tianxuan and the outside world, blocking all the spirit armor monsters that were going to ravage Tianxuan.
With a single slash, no spirit-armored monster can enter the Profound Sky World!
Han Muye could feel the endless power of feeding back.
He can feel the joy of heaven and earth even more.
The power of heaven and earth is boiling!
Just as he was in the Western Border, the power of the Heavenly Dao in the Western Border was gifted, allowing him to step on the ground, and the power gathered within ten thousand miles.
Just like in the Fire Origin Realm, the heaven and the earth are joyful, and the fire veins are harmonious and perfect.
For Tianxuan and the East China Sea, the Spirit Armor Monster Race is the intruder.
The power of heaven and earth cannot be stopped, and it is necessary to rely on the power of the living beings.
At this moment, Han Muye and Fang Tiandi were trading on an equal footing.
A long time ago, he received such treatment in the Fire Origin Realm in Western Xinjiang.
Today, above the East China Sea, he has another opportunity like this.
Cooperation.
Han Muye's gaze fell on the spirit-armored monsters rushing in front of him.
Fang Tiandi showed hatred and murderous intent.
You are the sword.
With a move, Han Muye raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword.
His physical strength has not yet been able to achieve unity with the Nascent Soul.
If the body and the Nascent Soul can be united, then it is the peak of divine transformation, the semi-sacred realm.
That is, to completely break through the realm of heaven and enter the realm of immortals.
To do this, Han Muye still needs time.
His physical body is under the tyrant of the refining divine beast, and his strength is too strong.
In order for the physical body to be compatible with the kendo primordial soul, it is necessary to elevate one's own kendo primordial soul to that of the divine beast tyrant.
It's hard.
Of course, difficulty is interesting.
After seeing Endless Heavenly Venerate's great aspiration to transcend, Han Muye also had his own understanding of his own swordsmanship practice.
Take a road that no one has traveled before.
"Get out of the way." In the dark void, a voice sounded.
A big monster with a height of more than a zhang and black scales all over his cheeks came slowly.
He was holding a long spear in his hand, with blood in his eyes.
Chong Xiao's fighting intent seemed to shred the space around him.
Han Muye did not speak.
Around him, three hundred and sixty one sword pills appeared.
Each of his sword pills can exert the power of a semi-magic weapon, and it is an existence that has been nurtured in the dantian for several years.
The sword pellets floated in the air, and three hundred and sixty one turned into a piece of stars.
Every star is a sword light.
The sword light in the sky, the sword formation of Zhou Tian!
The black-armored cultivator holding the spear changed his expression. He didn't wait any longer. The spear turned into a long black dragon, rolled over and slammed into the stars in the sky.
It was only the black dragon that flew thousands of feet and was stopped by the sword light.
Starlight is the sword light.
"Xianyuan World, the three-day sword formation, who are you?" The black armored demon gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.
Han Muye's expression didn't change, he didn't speak, he just tightened the sword formation again.
"Boom—"
Countless sword lights were intertwined, and the entangled sword lights not only changed, but pierced through, causing the remaining square inch around the monster to disappear.
The Zhoutian Sword Formation, which evolves into the Zhoutian, has almost endless power to attack.
"It's a stab—" A beam of sword light hit the black armor on the big demon, causing a halo.
Can't break through the spirit armor defense of the big demon!
The defensive power of a half-step **** transformation demon is already terrifying beyond imagination.
Even if it is crushed by the power of one world, it can still be safe and sound.
The big demon gave a wicked laugh, took a step forward, and slammed the spear in his hand at Han Muye.
The shadow of the spear revealed coercion, squeezing the space around Han Muye's body into a dark, broken void.
Threads of cracks in the void appeared, and the terrifying power of space-shattering seemed to tear Han Mu apart at any time.
This shot can kill Hua Shen!
Han Muye shook his head and said lightly, "If I can't surround you, it's because of my incompetence in my kendo formation."
"I can't break your defense, it's because my sword array is not strong enough to attack."
"I have a sword in my heart, and a sword in my hand. If I can't kill the enemy on the other side, what kind of sword should I build?"
The voice fell, and the loose sword lights of Zhou Tian Jian Formation instantly merged.
A sword of starlight, no more than three feet long, with a clear blade and a hint of coldness.
The sword was revealed, and the black armored monster on the opposite side had already changed color.
From this sword, he felt the killing intent to the bone.
This killing intent can freeze his body!
This sword can kill him.
This is the induction of causal reincarnation after the cultivation realm comes out of the heavenly realm.
Even if the power of causal reincarnation is suppressed at this time, one can still feel the presence of power.
Run away!
The big demon didn't hesitate, turned around and ran away.
As long as you leave the void here and get rid of the entanglement with the power of heaven and earth, you can get rid of this cause and effect.
After flying thousands of miles, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Thousands of miles, the power of heaven and earth is already thin, and in the void, there is no cause and effect involved.
He just breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes bulged and he slowly lowered his head.
Between his chest and abdomen, there is a sword mark.
He didn't know when the sword was pierced, and only then did he realize that he had been injured by a sword.
Was it when he escaped, or when the sword light took shape?
"Boom—"
The power of feedback from the shattering rises.
A great demon at the peak of out-of-body experience from heaven has fallen.
Han Muye felt the change in his body's strength, and stood in front of the void with a calm expression.
Behind him is the dazzling Tian Xuan.
At this moment, like Wen Mosheng and Chen Qingzhi, he let go of his power and merged with Tianxuan.
Leverage the power of one world to slay thousands of demons.
This is the practice!
kill!
In front of Han Muye, no matter whether it is in the heaven or the earth, whether it is the black armored monster or the colorful spirit armored monster, he can't stop his sword.
Xingguang becomes a sword, and a sword becomes a sword. If you break through the space limit, even if you escape thousands of miles, you will be caught up by the sword and kill you with one sword.
Whether Yuan Ying or out-of-body, the overhaul of spirit transformation is just a few more swords.
Beyond the sky, Han Muye's sword was so sharp that no one could stop him.
No matter which line of swordsmanship, he can exert its power to the extreme.
A sword move that is easy to come by, can make a great cultivator in the heaven give the head.
This kind of sharpening of swordsmanship is unprecedented.
His state of mind sublimated in the endless slaughter.
The long sword was in the air, and Han Muye stood in front of the gap in this space for three months!
In three months, he did not know how many spirit armour monsters he killed, guarding the broken cracks on the barrier of heaven and earth, and never retreating.
The power of backfeeding is constantly running in his body, which makes his cultivation base rise rapidly.
At this time, he was already an eighth major cultivator.
The speed at which this kind of cultivation has improved is incredible even to him.
In the land of Taoism, it is no wonder that so many people come to seek opportunities.
It turns out that the power of feeding back can really make people crazy.
"Boom—"
A sword was slashed, and the front was empty.
The last spirit-armored demon clan was swept away, and the void ahead was clear.
The Black Armor Clan, retreat.
At this moment, Han Muye burst out laughing.
The long sword above his head also vibrated.
Kendo, complete!
This is an indescribable state.
This means that his kendo cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the world, and if he moves forward, he will find his own kendo and walk out of the road that no one has traveled before.
At that time, he was the ancestor of the lineage and could be called the ancestor of Kendo.
"On paper, it's superficial. I don't know that I have to do this. In fact, I still have a long way to go..." Around Han Muye, sword pellets appeared, countless spiritual lights dissipated, and he whispered to himself. language.
If he hadn't seen the Endless Heavenly Venerate and what the Great Vision is, he might have been complacent.
But having seen such peak power, he really doesn't care about his little achievement.
If you don't become the ancestor of the Tao, what can you be proud of just by cultivating kendo to perfection?
"Boom—"
The void crack slowly closed.
This is the result of the force of heaven and earth.
The power of back-feeding raised Han Muye's cultivation to the eighth level of Out of Bodily Body. He didn't know how much the gift from this side of heaven and earth was given.
Han Muye could clearly feel the increase in the power of heaven and earth.
Of course, this is not his alone.
The Donghai strangling the spirit-armored monster clan is the real great achievement.
The spirit-armored monster clan that had infested the East China Sea for thousands of years was almost wiped out this time, and there were only a few left to hide, and there would be no more weather.
Above the sky, the torn scars slowly dissipated.
Han Muye carried the sword box on his back and turned around step by step.
When he returned to the sky above the land of Yu Cang, there was a green world in front of him.
Sword light and aura shined on each sword cultivator.
Not particularly strong, strong to the level of heaven, but only half a step to heaven, and most of them are only seven or eight layers of sword pills.
The more than 200,000 sword cultivators who came with him had barely stepped into the territorial channel before, and many of them were just building foundations.
At this time, everyone at the lowest level is the Golden Core Sword Cultivator!
The power of heaven and earth feeds back, making these sword cultivators so strong.
"Han Banxian, we wiped out all the spirit-armored monsters in Yucang Land, and the power of heaven and earth fed back, and everyone's cultivation level increased rapidly."
Gu Yuanlong bowed and spoke loudly.
"We buried the white bone mountain here on the seabed, and moved rocks from the seabed to form a new floating mountain." Guo Tianjin stretched his finger to the mountain ahead.
"Please exile immortals to give this mountain a name."
Give a name.
Everyone looked at Han Muye, and then turned to look at the long floating mountain range.
Different from the previous illusion of the Bone Mountains, this is a real mountain.
The plants and trees here are all planted by everyone.
This is the real world.
Han Muye turned his head, pondered for a moment, raised his hand and a sword light fell on the mountain.
A flash of light flashed, and two big characters fell on the mountain.
"Qing Yu."
Yu Cang, transformed into Qing Yu.
The space power dissipated, and Qingyu was a place full of spiritual energy.
After tidying up his clothes, Han Muye turned his gaze to the distance.
"Exiled immortal, Prince Yun Duan has already taken the land of Sangyu, and three million swordsmen will accompany him to **** him. He will fully exploit the spiritual materials in the land of Sangyu and collect spiritual beads."
"The powerhouses of the East Sea sects strangle the big monsters of the spirit-armored monsters. There are only a few spirit-armored monsters hiding in the entire East China Sea."
Gu Yuanlong and the others looked at Han Muye with complicated expressions on their faces.
One person, one word, disturbing the overall situation of the East China Sea.
A sword swept across the sky, blocking the enemy from outside the world.
The power of millions of scattered cultivators gathered, the land of Sangyu was occupied, and no one in the East China Sea dared to speak out.
Before, all parties in the East China Sea imagined how Han Muye would come to the East China Sea to challenge.
Challenge each sect with one sword and one sword?
Or do you use the general trend of Zhongzhou to suppress people, swagger everywhere, and force each family to surrender?
nothing.
Han Muye arrived in the East China Sea less than half a year ago, and he directly wiped out the Spirit Armor Monster Race that had infested the East China Sea for countless years.
Do what you say.
Then, in the next step, he naturally wants to challenge Donghai Jianxiu!
Looking at Han Muye, Gu Yuanlong and the others were all excited.
This time, they will follow Han Muye and conquer Donghai!
"Okay, since the matter of the Spirit Armor Monster Race has been resolved, then I don't have to worry about coming to the East China Sea Sword Cultivation Sect."
Han Muye had a calm expression on his face, and said lightly, "I want to see how capable Donghai's swordsmanship is."
The voice fell, and the sword of primordial spirit behind Han Muye flew up.
He sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes. In front of him, a bright curtain of light rose.
In the light curtain, the sword of the primordial spirit has already fled thousands of miles away!
The real body does not move, and challenges the East China Sea with a sword of primordial spirit!
Is this arrogance, or is it self-confidence?
"Han Muye in the Western Xinjiang wants to go to the Tangshan Sword Sect, fellow practitioners of the Eastern Sea Sword Dao, come to fight—"
The sound vibrated, and with the help of the power of heaven and earth, it resounded for thousands of miles.
One sword, challenge the East China Sea!
At the gate of the Tangshan Sword Sect, there are figures appearing on the towers.
Wearing a green robe, Mo Yuan stood on a mottled terrace with a smile on his face.
"Master Mo, Han Banxian from Xijiang is coming from the east and wants to conquer the East China Sea with a sword. What do you think?" A young man in white robes, full of fighting spirit, said loudly.
Behind him, there are many of the same young people with indignant expressions.
In their opinion, Han Muye was only able to sweep the East China Sea by relying on the power of the Heavenly Dao in Zhongzhou, making the major sects silent.
If he really has the ability, that's all.
Borrowing the power of the literary minister of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, is it also called true ability?
That Crown Prince Yun Duan also gathered 3 million sword cultivators to suppress Sang Yu, why didn't he say how strong he was?
The key is that just when the major sects were trying their best to exterminate the Spirit Armored Monster Clan, Han Muye, a legendary sword cultivator with extremely strong combat power, actually faded out of the eyes of the world.
The East China Sea battle was in full swing, and Han Muye was at ease.
Now, Donghai Chengping, and Han Muye came out to challenge again.
This made the hearts of countless young swordsmen uneasy.
As early as half a month ago, many sword cultivators had gathered in the Tangshan Sword Sect, waiting for the challenge that Han Muye had promised.
Until today, Han Muye is finally coming to challenge.
Mo Yuan turned his head and looked at the young sword cultivators around him.
How should I put it, these people are brave, talented in kendo, and humble and eager to learn.
It's just that he is too young, he has too little experience, and he doesn't know how big the world is.
"You ask me, what do you think?" Mo Yuan chuckled lightly, raised his hand, and summoned a wooden chair not far away to sit down.
"I'll sit here and watch."
……
Jianguang traveled 30,000 miles, and a Taoist man in a green robe stood in front of him.
"A few words from the grandson of Yang Jianzong, come to welcome Han Banxian."
After the Taoist finished speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed forward.
The sword light moved the sea water below, turning it into ten tornadoes.
After a sword, a hundred miles of water dragon roared.
"good."
A voice came from Han Muye's Primordial Divine Sword, and then the sword light moved and traveled around a hundred miles.
"Boom—"
All the tornadoes were cut off by a single sword!
Sun Jidao was pale and almost vomited blood.
He gathered momentum for three days, only waiting for a sword, but he didn't even block it for ten breaths.
This Han banished immortal is really a banished immortal!
"Water dragon roars?"
Han Muye whispered, the sword of the primordial spirit vibrated, and the body of the sword spun.
"I also have a water dragon chant."
The voice fell, and the sword was plunged straight into the sea.
"Boom—"
The waves rolled, and a water dragon of ten thousand feet rose into the sky, chanting in the sky!
The water dragon roars!
Sun Jidao was stunned, and murmured: "The affinity of the water veins is full, using the power of heaven and earth to transform into a dragon, this sword, this sword..."
This sword, against the sky, Jackie Chan!
"Boom—"
A thunder light descended between the heavens and the earth, smashing the water faucet head on.
In the void, there is also the sound of dragon roars.
The water dragon takes shape, attracting the calamity of heaven and earth, this is the real water dragon roar!
"Sun Jidao, I have been taught." Sun Jidao bowed to the sword of the primordial spirit that Han Muye had transformed, and stepped back.
After cultivating for thousands of years, it turns out that my water dragon's chanting is lacking in spirituality!
Han Muye practiced a trick, which opened up his thousand-year-old puzzlement.
"Om—"
The sword light flashed, and the sword of the primordial spirit flew away.
In the void, several figures appeared, but they were all just watching, not daring to stop them.
The exiled immortal of Xijiang defeated Sun Jidao's water dragon with a water dragon, and flew away with a sword!
The news spread all over the East China Sea in an instant.
Han Shixian's swordsmanship is water-friendly, no wonder he dares to come to the East China Sea!
A middle-aged Taoist man in a yellow Taoist robe flew up and stepped out, followed by the faint sound of wind and thunder.
"Cliff Zhang Mingjin, come to ask for advice—"
The sound is in the void, the people are in the sky, a rock cliff of ten thousand feet is smashed down!
This stone cliff is condensed by sword intent, and is the general trend of kendo!
"Cliff Zhang Mingjin, the top of the East China Sea Sanctuary, the eight great abilities of leaving the body." Someone whispered in the void.
The great cultivator of the eighth level of out-of-body, attacking with the general trend of kendo!
Countless spiritual thoughts were swept away, to see how Han Muye blocked this sword.
In the land of Qingyu, in the light curtain in front of Han Muye, the cliff was in front, and the long sword shook.
Gu Yuanlong and the others clenched their fists tightly and widened their eyes.
"The way of the sword is sharp and fearless."
"As soon as I throw my sword, I can't turn it back."
Han Muye whispered in his mouth~lightnovelpub.net~ The Sword of Primordial Spirit went straight forward.
"when--"
The sword's edge collided with the cliff, and the long sword passed through the cliff and flew forward.
Without waiting for Gu Yuanlong and the others to breathe a sigh of relief, there was another stone wall in front of the Sword of Primordial Spirit.
"Boom—"
The long sword went through the stone wall.
In front, there is another stone wall, thicker and more solid.
The long sword did not stop at all, piercing the stone wall.
A block.
A block.
Hundred breaths of time, the long sword has passed through three thousand stone walls.
Ahead, the stone wall reunited.
"This, how do you pass through?" Guo Tianjin's eyes widened and he whispered.
"The matter of practice is perseverance, and there is a sword in the heart."
"How can the sword in your heart be broken before the sword in your hand is broken?"
Han Muye said lightly, and the sword of the primordial spirit stabbed forward.
"when--"
The sword entered the bluestone half a foot, and it was stuck!
Everyone's eyes widened.
I can't stab!
