"Senior Sister Lu, I'll go back to the Sword Pavilion first."

Han Muye flew and jumped out of the carriage, his body was like flying, and there were phantoms of iron bulls behind him.

"Is this the Sword Pavilion Sword Watcher?"

Lu Qingping watched Han Muye's departing back, and her face changed.

She clenched the newly purchased sword in her hand and drove the carriage slowly.

At this time, the sky is full of streamers, and the sword light on Jiuxuan Mountain is swirling, and it is magnificent like a fairyland.

……

When Han Muye arrived in front of the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Pavilion Elder was already standing on the stone steps in front of the Sword Pavilion.

Behind him, Huang Lao Liu's eyes showed apologies.

Behind them, there were two more figures.

Lu Gao, and, Lin Jiaotou?

Han Muye strode up to the Sword Pavilion Elder and bowed.

The Sword Pavilion Elder didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Han Muye got up and walked to Huang Laoliu's side, turning his head to look at Lin Jiaotou.

Lin Shen grinned at him.

On the mountain road, a team of sword sect disciples wearing red robes had already come with swords.

"Xia Yang, deacon of the Sword Battle Hall, send the sword into the pavilion."

In front of the stone steps of the Sword Pavilion, a fifty-year-old man held a sword in both hands and shouted.

Behind him, everyone was holding swords in both hands, and there was a fierce battle intent burst out on their bodies.

Huang Lao Liu stepped forward, stretched out his hand to take the sword weapon in Xia Yang's hand, and sent it to the Sword Pavilion Elder.

The Sword Pavilion elder drew his sword out of its sheath, observed it repeatedly for a moment, and then said, "The Sword Pavilion has collected a spirit weapon long sword and sent it to the second floor. ”

Huang Lao Liu left with the sword in his hand, and Han Muye looked up at him and wanted to pick up the sword.

Huang Lao Liu shook his head, said in a low voice, "I'll come", went straight into the Sword Pavilion, and went up to the second floor.

After a while, Huang Lao Liu came downstairs, his face a little pale.

"The Sword Battle Hall won six sword weapons in the first battle and sent the sword into the cabinet."

Waiting for the spirit weapon-level long sword to be sent into the Sword Pavilion, Xia Yang spoke again.

Behind him, several red-robed disciples stepped forward with swords in their hands.

This time, the Sword Pavilion Elder waved his hand and said lightly, "You guys put away your sword." ”

After speaking, he looked at Xia Yang: "Senior Brother Xia, how is that Elder Keqing Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor cultivated?" Can there be any damage in this battle? ”

Han Muye and Huang Lao Liu collected their swords while listening to Xia Yang accompany the Sword Pavilion elders to talk.

The conquest of the Three Qin Sword Sect, the fifteen realm powerhouses of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect struck a thunderous blow, directly disintegrating the fighting spirit of the Three Qin Sword Sect.

At present, the entire Sanqin Sword Sect is only left with the sect station, and it will not take much time to be wiped out in one battle.

This is the thunder sweeping hole, highlighting the means of the big faction.

Only by destroying the mountains can we stabilize the Quartet in a war.

When Han Muye received the third sword, the red-clothed disciple holding the sword grinned and handed the sword to Han Muye.

Sun Dayong.

Last time, with Jiang Han and them, they spent ten spirit stones to ask Han Muye to choose a sword, and they got the outer disciples for guidance.

After that, Han Muye also drank with them and asked them to go to Xun Moyuan to participate in the conquest mission.

This time, the elders of the Sanqin Sword Sect were killed by Mo Yuan with a sword.

As for Mo Yuan's guest elder, Han Muye was not surprised.

A strong man with the combat power to kill the realm, it is not difficult to mix with the Sword Sect Keqing.

After all the sword weapons were sent into the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye, who walked to the door, gave Sun Dayong a look, and the two walked aside.

"Senior Brother Han, that Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor, really, really," Sun Dayong showed an emotional look on his face, and then stretched out his thumb: "It's really a peerless sword cultivator......

Sun Dayong stretched out his hand and waved it a few times in the air, his face flushed, and his eyes were shining.

"The elder of the Sanqin Sword Sect who dragged the sword out and made it impossible for all of us to raise our heads, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor slaughtered it with one sword."

"That's amazing."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Han Muye was still looking at him, Sun Dayong coughed embarrassedly: "That, anyway, he is really powerful, I am stupid, I know that he is really powerful." ”

All right.

Han Muye smiled and reached out to pat Sun Dayong's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "This kind of task becomes more and more dangerous in the end, you are still outer disciples, if you really fight, lean back." ”

"Then how can you not move forward-" Sun Dayong didn't finish speaking, when he saw Han Muye glaring at him, he hurriedly scratched his head and said, "What Senior Brother Han said is that we lean back, lean back." ”

Over there, Xia Yang had already bowed his hand to the Sword Pavilion Elder and was ready to leave.

Sun Dayong took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Han, what do you want?" ”

Want that?

What do you mean?

Seeing that Han Muye was puzzled, Sun Dayong lowered his voice: "Senior Brother Jiang Han and Senior Brother Zhao from the inner gate asked me to come back to send the sword, just to ask, if you need anything, we will help you pay attention." ”

He looked around and whispered, "Breaking the mountain gate of the Sanqin Sword Sect, there are a lot of good things." ”

Han Muye nodded.

Sure enough, no matter the immortals, war money is the biggest windfall.

He pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "If there is an elixir or elixir that increases longevity, help me pay attention to it." ”

Speaking of this, he chuckled: "Don't worry, I don't miss the spirit stone, and I won't let you work in vain." ”

"Then how can it ......" Sun Dayong wanted to say more, but he was already urging there.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and patted Sun Dayong's arm, and said solemnly: "You all be careful." ”

Sun Dayong nodded heavily, turned around and left.

Watching Sun Dayong and them leave, Han Muye turned his head and looked at Lin Shen with a smile.

"Sect Leader Lin, why are you in the Sword Pavilion?"

Lin Shen laughed: "Brother Han, I am no longer the head of the Lin sect." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the Sword Pavilion behind him: "I quit my errand as an outer sect teacher, and from now on, I will be the sword protector of the Sword Pavilion." ”

Sword Protector?

Han Muye turned his head to look at Huang Lao Liu.

"Ahem, when my Sword Pavilion was prosperous, there were sword protectors, but then they were gone." Huang Lao Liu said with some embarrassment.

Han Muye nodded.

There really is.

"Do the sword protectors want our Sword Pavilion to dig out the spirit stone and open it?" Han Muye asked curiously.

The Sword Pavilion has already raised an idler from Lu Gao, and if he raises another one, he has not made much progress recently, and it seems to be a bit empty.

Although it's not a bad spirit stone, it can't be extravagant and wasteful, right?

"Not really." Lin Shen shook his head and said proudly: "I took the inner door's Yulu." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Gao: "Brother Lu, let's go to the canteen and come back with food." ”

Lu Gao nodded hurriedly.

No matter who comes, he is the one with the lowest status.

Watching the two leave, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

Lin Jiaotou's choice is really high, he came to the Sword Pavilion on an errand, and he could ask himself if he had any questions about practicing swordsmanship.

It is estimated that this is the idea given to him by Lin Chongxiao's remnant soul hiding in the sword.

Otherwise, with the brains of the head of the Lin sect, he couldn't think of this.

"Brother Han, how is it?"

Huang Lao Liu quietly came over, with a hint of apprehension on his face.

"Can I still complete the task assigned by the sixth brother?"

Han Muye laughed, walked into the Sword Pavilion, and walked towards his quiet room.

Behind him, Huang Lao Liu was relieved, and a comfortable smile hung on his face.

"Brother Han, I don't have to worry about you doing things."

"By the way, how many spirit stones did you cost? If it's not enough, I remember, I will pay you back. ”

Behind Han Muye, Huang Lao Liu spoke again.

"Not much, not much, when I salute."

Han Muye's voice came from the quiet room, and Huang Lao Liu was as happy as a daisy.

"What's the courtesy, isn't this a word......"

In the quiet room, Han Muye sat cross-legged on the wooden couch, and in his hand, a half-cut blade of a broken sword appeared.

The blade of Tang Yunhao's sword.

Before, in Fang City, Han Muye saw some secrets that surprised him from this sword.