The wind fuels the fire, and the prairie is burning!

Qi Mingyuan looked up and saw that the cyan long sword in Han Muye's left hand had turned into a streamer, and the sword move was Jueyun.

The clouds gathered and dispersed, and the wind and waves rolled up.

Before he could turn his head, a scorching heat erupted.

Right in front of him, the cyan wind swept up a fiery red streamer, the wind swept up, and the flames soared into the sky!

Wind and fire are born together, and sword intent is fused!

Qi Mingyuan only felt a huge shock in his heart, and he had a layer of enlightenment that was about to see the sun.

This is the third artistic conception of Jueyun!

In an instant, he felt that he was in a boundless wasteland, and the flames around him were rising into the sky, and all ways out were blocked.

If you don't rush, you will die!

"Cangchang—"

The long sword was unsheathed, and he handed it out, and the wind swept up.

Swinging clouds.

This is sword intent.

"Boom-"

The wind is blowing in the sky, and the light is bursting!

A sword shook the clouds, not only failed to suppress the fire, but made the fire clouds fill the sky!

In front of Qi Mingyuan, there was nowhere to go in the thousands of miles of fire, and he put away his long sword and closed his eyes with a sigh.

It turns out that the wind is to fuel the fire.

At this moment, he only understood why Han Muye said that Ling Juezong had a shallow background.

Ling Juezong's swordsmanship is only a minor, not a real killer move!

He is a strong man in the realm, and before this wind and fire, he can only restrain his hands.

The wind and fire are gone, and the clouds are light and breezy.

The sword light in Han Muye's hand dissipated, and the sword intent was put away.

It's not really to kill a realm master, there's no need to waste precious sword intent.

His voice sounded in Qi Mingyuan's ears: "Senior, do you understand, whether it is Jueyun or Dangyun, it is just an auxiliary swordsmanship." ”

"If you want to step into the third level, you can cultivate another water and fire swordsmanship."

"Comprehend this method, the day when the Ling Jue Sect will rise to the top is not far away."

"I want Qi Tao to come to the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, do you understand what it means?"

Han Muye said that Ling Juezong's background is shallow, and Zhenzong's swordsmanship is only a minor swordsmanship.

Han Muye asked Qi Tao to come to the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, which was not only to practice, but also to prevent the strength of Ling Jue Sect from improving, and with the heart of betrayal, he could be used as a proton.

Qi Mingyuan opened his eyes and nodded, looked at Han Muye, and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, don't worry, my Ling Jue Sect will never betray the Nine Xuan Sword Sect. ”

Han Muye laughed lightly and said to himself: "There are some things, who can say clearly......

Qi Mingyuan opened his mouth, glanced at the towering Sword Pavilion, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I will let Qi Tao worship in the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, and I will not be allowed to return to the Ling Jue Sect for ten years." ”

"It's just that I'm curious, why the fire vein?"

"As far as I know, the Nine Xuan Sword Gate Fire Veins seem to have declined."

Han Muye looked at him and said, "It is precisely because of the decline of the fire vein that he can have the opportunity to choose to leave in ten years." ”

"If he goes to the water vein and has the ancestor in charge, ten years later, whether he will return to the Ling Jue Sect is a matter of two words."

The Nine Xuan Sword Gate has inherited the five veins of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, among which the ancestor of the fire vein has defected, and although there are many masters of the earth vein, there is no top master.

There are three veins left, Jin Mu Shui, and each vein has the top powerhouse of the realm, forming a golden pill and a half-step yuan baby.

With such a strong man in charge, Qi Tao is not so free to go after ten years.

What's more, with such a strong person in charge, there is no shortage of resources, and Qi Tao may not be willing to leave after ten years.

Qi Mingyuan nodded.

After Han Muye's guidance, he realized the method of cultivating to the third level of the Peerless Clouds, and he no longer stayed.

Seeing Qi Ming walk away, Han Muye looked into the distance.

He can comprehend the law of wind and fire, and the master in the fire vein can naturally comprehend it.

Su Yuan, the fire vein master who led the team to conquer and suppress the Three Qin Sword Sect, has already learned the Five Xuan Sword Technique to Fire the Plains, right?

With this swordsmanship, the fire vein of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate is not without the possibility of revival.

Burning the plains, the clouds, the clouds.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and the sword light flashed in his hands.

The left hand is green, and the wind and clouds are overwhelming!

The purple flame in the right hand is a thousand miles away!

The Absolute Cloud and the Dangyun Sword Technique fused, and the sword moves changed instantly, turning into no less than the existence of the Five Xuan Sword Techniques.

Liaoyuan swordsmanship is also five mysteries.

Five Xuan with five Xuan, thousands of miles of wind and fire!

The endless sword light turned into wind and fire, and it seemed that it was about to rush out of front of Han Muye!

The wind is raging!

The fire is blazing!

If this sword is successful, it will be a general trend!

Han Muye's eyes revealed endless pride!

It was only after a breath that his face turned pale, and the sword qi of the two long swords dissipated, and with a roar, he flew back to the Sword Pavilion.

"The general trend of wind and fire is really not easy to perform."

"Sword momentum, hehe......"

Whispering softly, the pale Han Muye's eyes were undiminished.

The combination of the absolute clouds and the clouds, combined with the five swordsmanship, ignited the prairie and achieved the general trend of wind and fire, and turned into a supreme sword momentum.

It's a pity that even if I know this method of condensing sword momentum now, my cultivation and physical body are too weak, and I can't use it.

Or rather, the price to pay is too great to be worth it.

But I have already comprehended and mastered it, and I am afraid that it is not time to use this sword?

……

"Hey, that big gold lord, senior, gone? Don't leave a piece for a meal? Lu Gao, who had returned with various meals, looked around, with a trace of regret on his face.

Lin Shen looked around, his expression solemn.

He was much more advanced than Lu Gao, and he could feel the sword intent that had not dissipated before this Sword Pavilion.

And that kind of power that makes his heart tremble.

Could it be the legendary sword momentum?

Han Muye shook his head, brought out the small wooden table, and put the food on the table.

"Elder, would you like to eat a bite?"

He looked up at the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Lu Gao's hand stretched out to the chicken leg paused, and his face froze.

"No need."

The voice of the Sword Pavilion Elder came.

Lin Shen raised his head and looked at the open window on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Elder of the Sword Pavilion, that existence comparable to the three ancestors of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, is actually so approachable?

Elder of the Sword Pavilion, will he really respond?

Han Muye unceremoniously took away the chicken leg that Lu Gao was aiming at.

He used his sword intent in front of the Sword Pavilion Gate, and of course the Sword Pavilion Elder knew it clearly.

Even if he made a lot of small moves, the Sword Pavilion Elder could also probe it.

It's just that in the eyes of powerhouses like the Sword Pavilion Elders, these are just small tricks, and they don't matter.

——————

In the evening, Huang Lao Liule returned.

came with him, in addition to Lu Qingping, there was also Lin Yuxia.

Lu Gao, who was very discerning, not only brought more meals back, but also borrowed a large table from the canteen and carried it back.

There are not many people in the canteen who are willing to pay for extra meals, and Lu Gao is now the golden thigh of the canteen, borrowing a table, a trivial matter.

Under the setting sun, the golden Sword Pavilion shines brightly.

Huang Lao Liu and Lu Qingping sat together with their backs to the Sword Pavilion, and Lin Shen sat with his sister on the side.

Han Muye and Lu Gao each side, surrounded a square table.

"This meal is rich, Brother Lu spent a lot." Han Muye looked at the table full of dishes and said with a smile.

"Little things, little things." Lu Gao grinned.

Today, I directly received a medium-grade spirit stone, what is this table of food?

Lu Gao stretched out his hand and suddenly looked up at Han Muye next to him.

Han Muye laughed and shouted at the top of his voice: "Elder, eat some together?" ”

Huang Lao Liu was frightened.

Fortunately, there was no response from upstairs.

The crowd was no longer polite, and each stretched out his hand.

Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia did not twist either.

"Second brother, is it the opponent you asked Senior Brother Zhao to arrange for me? Are they all so weak? Lin Yuxia turned her head to look at Lin Shen while eating.

Lin Shen was stunned for a moment and looked up at Han Muye opposite.

Han Muye laughed and concentrated on dealing with the food in front of him.

"So, my two opponents were also specially arranged?" Lu Qingping stopped her hand and looked at Huang Lao Liu.

"That, this ......" Huang Laoliu's face was swollen red, but he didn't know how to explain it.

In front of Lu Qingping, he couldn't lie.

"Hey, Brother Zhenxiong, I told you, I just want to have a good game, fight for some resources for my Qingfeng Watch, and then I will accompany you back to Jinyang." Lu Qingping's face darkened slightly, and she shook her head slightly.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was instantly dull.

Lin Shen turned his head and glared at Lin Yuxia.

"What, Huang Zhenxiong, you're not a sword watcher?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the Sword Pavilion.

Everyone's faces changed, and they quickly got up.

Sword Pavilion Elder!

"The food is good."

"Didn't Han Muye call me to eat? Why didn't you wait for me? ”

"There's no wine, but I'm glad I brought it."

As soon as Huang Lao Liu and Lu Qingping gave up their seats, the white-haired Sword Pavilion elder raised his hand, and a small wine jug appeared.

"Sit down."