"It's him!"

Not far away, someone whispered.

"Sect Master, this person once commented on the swordsmanship of the disciples of various sects at the gathering of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, and his vision is extremely unique."

The man who spoke was a one-eyed dragon with hatred on his face.

"I was injured at the time, and he said that my sword technique of the Broken Hua Sword Sect was unbalanced, and he should have this injury."

His voice fell, and an old man in a purple robe stepped out of the shadows.

This man was tall and extraordinary, with his hands behind his back and a twinkling star in his eyes.

"Sect Master Zuo Yao of the Broken Hua Sword Sect Senior?"

Han Muye turned his head with a hint of a smile on his face.

"I really can't imagine that the head of a sect has been reduced to the extent of doing chores for the demon clan."

Han Muye's words made the old man on the other side turn a cold look on his face.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that your Nine Xuan Sword Sect was too exploited, and the small sects like us would almost be wiped out, why would the old man have fornicated with the Demon Clan?"

Zuo Yao snorted coldly and stepped forward step by step, sword qi surging on his body.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get rid of this guy." Not far away, a rough voice sounded.

A near-tall body walked out.

"Minotaur?"

Han Muye looked at this tall body and said with a chuckle.

This sturdy two-horned man, I don't know which vein of the Niu clan is the bloodline on his body?

Can you get some clues from this guy that will help you in your Iron Bull Strength cultivation?

"Seniors, if this person can come here, the Nine Xuan Sword Sect has definitely taken action, let's leave quickly." Cao Ang's face was ugly, and he spoke in a deep voice.

His words made Zuo Yao, the sect leader of the Broken Hua Sword Sect, change his complexion, his eyes froze, and then he raised his hand and waved.

Several figures who were already impatient pounced on Han Muye.

The sword light was faintly bright, and in this stone room, with a slight scream.

The pinnacle of condensation.

The few shots were all at the peak of condensation, and they were the elites of the Broken Hua Sword Sect.

The cultivation is profound, and the swordsmanship is extraordinary.

Several people shot ruthlessly, and the sword light blocked Han Muye's retreat before and after.

Cao Ang's eyes were shining, and he looked at Han Muye fixedly.

When he was humiliated by Han Muye and Huang Laoliu in front of the Sword Pavilion, he always remembered it in his heart.

If it weren't for the hatred for the Nine Xuan Sword Sect in his heart, how could he choose to give in and betray the family?

Zuo Yao's body was condensed, standing there, his eyes staring at Han Muye's hand holding the sword.

He wanted to see what kind of means the master of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect who came alone had.

The Nine Xuan Sword Sect is ranked among the four major sword sects, whether it is the reason why there are many masters, or is it really the inheritance in the sect, and the back disciples are all extremely strong!

Didn't disappoint him.

Han Muye's hand holding the sword raised.

Just looking at Han Muye's starting style, Zuo Yao's eyes widened.

"Muyang swordsmanship?"

"The swordsmanship of the Broken Hua Sword Sect?"

This sword move that raises his hand and rushes forward, is it not the sword technique of the Zhen faction of the Broken Hua Sword Sect, what is the Muyang Sword Technique?

How could this person do this?

Not only did the sect leader of the Broken Hua Sword Sect lose his mind, but the elite disciples of the Broken Hua Sword Sect who besieged Han Muye were also stunned.

How could it be the swordsmanship of the Honzong?

Han Muye's sword did not stop.

"The lethality of Muyang's swordsmanship is enough, but when the inheritance of the Huahua Sword Sect is broken, it is too much to chase after the battle."

"This move is to go to the sun, it should be a seven-point sword force, and leave three points for the sunset."

"Thorn-"

The sword came out and struck with the sword light in front of him, the opponent's long sword trembled, and Han Muye's sword light had already withdrawn, grazing the blade of the other sword with an arc, passing by!

At that moment, the sword light drew out a moment of brilliance!

"The last splendor of the sun!"

Han Muye whispered, and the sword light brought out a puddle of blood!

With a sword, the same door at the peak of condensation fell directly.

The other people trembled, and the power of the sword in their hands suddenly retracted.

Because they didn't know if Han Muye's next sword would come at him.

With one sword, Han Muye had already shocked the elites of these Broken Hua Sword Sects.

But he's not here today to deter.

He's for, killing!

"Sect Master Zuo Yao, take a look at my sword again."

Sword light, rise again!

"Get out of the way!"

Zuo Yao roared wildly, and the sword qi on his body turned into a long dragon and rushed towards the battle circle.

Han Muye's sword, those disciples couldn't stop it at all!

From the moment Han Muye handed out the first sword, Zuo Yao already understood this fact.

The Muyang swordsmanship that Han Muye used was even more proficient than his own!

This kind of swordsmanship has reached the point of returning to the basics, and every gesture is a sword theory.

Not to mention those disciples of the Broken Hua Sword Sect, even he himself could only be suppressed by relying on his cultivation that far surpassed the other party.

Seeing Zuo Yao rushing over, Han Muye chuckled, the sword in his hand, three points faster!

"Thorn-"

The three figures fell, and several other people retreated in panic, their faces full of fear!

Killing three condensation peaks with one sword, what kind of kendo powerhouse is this!

"Look for death!"

Zuo Yao snorted, his face flushed.

Han Muye killed people in front of him, which made him angry.

The long sword in his hand came out of the sheath, and Sen Ran's sword qi stabbed out instantly, and the three-zhang sword light slashed down from the top of Han Muye's head.

Simple and crude.

Suppress people with the realm.

is worthy of being the sect master, he is ruthless, and he can see Han Muye's weaknesses at a glance.

With his half-step realm swordsmanship, coupled with the spirit weapon long sword in his hand, with just one sword, he will kill Han Muye!

Before the sword arrived, the sword light was horizontally pressed, and the coercion that came to his face made Han Muye seem to be suppressed and suffocated.

Looking at this approaching sword light, Han Muye's heart was calm.

This sword has a lot of flaws.

There are so many flaws that even those who are beginners in swordsmanship can find them.

But under this sword, there is no cultivation above the fifth level of condensation, and I am afraid that I will not even have the courage to raise the sword to resist.

This is the crushing of cultivation.

At the beginning, Han Muye had slashed the realm with two sword intents, and he really didn't take the realm powerhouse seriously.

Looking at it now, if I hadn't consumed my sword intent at the beginning, if I really fought directly with the realm, I'm afraid I wouldn't know how to die.

Han Muye was glad that what he had encountered today was only the sect master of the Broken Hua Sword Sect, and he was not facing a realm overhaul.

He decided to fight against the realm powerhouse in the future, and he would never give the other party a chance to show his momentum.

Otherwise, it's really unpredictable.

When the sword light arrived, Han Muye's hand raised the Qingying Sword.

The blade shook, turning into a yellow leaf.

One leaf.

The leaves turned into three pieces in front of Zuo Yao's eyes.

Then, Zuo Yao's eyes widened, and his body quickly stepped back.

But it was too late.

The three leaves exploded, turning into countless leaves, chasing Zuo Yao's body and enveloping him.

By the time Zuo Yao landed three feet away, those scattered leaves had slowly drifted around.

Every leaf, with a hint of blood, gathered together and turned into a blood-colored dark butterfly!

Zuo Yao's face was pale, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Han Muye, and said a few "cooing" in his mouth, and finally his legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

Breathless!

Build the pinnacle of the foundation, half-step realm, kill with a sword!

It wasn't until Zuo Yao fell to the ground that the blood-colored butterfly slowly blurred, turned into Dao Dao Pure Sword Qi, and returned to the Qing Ying Sword in Han Muye's hand.

A sword, slash the pinnacle of the foundation!

In the stone room, there was silence.

Those disciples of the Broken Hua Sword Sect who had attacked Han Muye before were all trembling.

If it weren't for the fact that his own sect master blocked his own life, the one who is lying on the ground now is himself......

Cao Ang, who was standing in front of the stone wall, turned pale and quietly moved his steps backwards.

With the sword in his hand, Han Muye smiled on his face.

With this sword, he didn't use the sword intent in the sea of qi, but only urged the sword qi in the dantian.

Although these sword qi are somewhat consumed, they can all be recovered and rebuilt.

In other words, this time, Han Muye relied on his own strength to kill the pinnacle of the foundation with one sword.

The long sword was raised, Han Muye's face was calm, and he turned his head slightly.

In the stone room, all the people who were swept by his gaze were pale, and their steps retreated unconsciously.

Who is not afraid of this kind of combat power!

The long sword in Han Muye's hand pointed at the minotaur.

The people of the Broken Hua Sword Sect on the side retreated out of the mine one by one.

His own sect master didn't take a sword, who would dare to step forward again?

Look for death.

Han Muye didn't care about the others, just pointed his sword at the minotaur and chuckled, "Let me see what you can do." ”

The minotaur's face was solemn, and with a long shout, the blue light on his body turned into a three-zhang tall cyan bull.

The long horns on the top of the giant bull's head had already reached the top of the stone chamber, and with a slight sweep, it swept away countless gravels and smashed them on the top of Han Muye's head.

Han Muye's figure was stunned, and the sword in his hand carried three zhang green mangs, turning into a streamer, shattering all the rubble.

knew that the gravel could not help Han Muye, and when Han Muye took out his sword, the bull had already stepped out, and his huge body crashed into Han Muye.

In this way, if the body is smashed, even the gold and iron will be torn apart.

However, Han Muye will not give him a chance to hit himself.

The body is in the breeze, and the sword light is like a cloud.

The cyan cow shadow crashed out, only to hit a loneliness.

When the huge cow turned his head, he saw Han Muye holding a long sword for a long time, smiling.

The giant bull roared, stepped out, the cave trembled, and then rushed again.

After a few back and forth, Han Muye was unscathed.

The demon clan has the advantage of the demon clan.

If this Blue Bull Giant Shadow was fighting in the wilderness, the defense line of the Terran cultivators would probably be able to break through with a single charge.

But at this time, it is a lonely battle, and it is a small space, and the strength advantage of this giant bull cannot be exerted at all.

Shaking his head, Han Muye raised the sword in his hand.

This bull's body has no strength, and the control of speed and momentum is extremely poor.

Fortunately, I didn't choose the line of Guniu when I was condensing the body exercises.

The bloodline of the demon clan in ancient times, even if it was the same race, had a huge gap in combat power.

It seems that it is better to study more secrets of the ancient bloodline of the demon clan in the future.

No longer waiting, the sword in Han Muye's hand slashed through the neck of the green cow with an arc moon.

When he turned to look at Cao Ang, who was leaning against the stone wall, the body of the green bull behind him dissipated, and the minotaur covered his neck and fell to the ground with a bang.

Cao Ang's eyes showed fear.

In the half-step realm, the sect master of the Broken Hua Sword Sect with superb swordsmanship couldn't stop Senior Brother Han in front of him.

The bull demon with infinite strength and extremely strong body couldn't stop a sword.

"You shouldn't betray the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, you shouldn't betray the Cao family."

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand.

Cao Ang leaned his back against the stone wall, his eyes revealing anger and madness.

"No betrayal?"

"Who the fuck wants to betray?"

"But do I have a choice?"

"If you don't betray, they'll kill me."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"

"Boom-"

The stone wall behind Cao Ang exploded, and a torrent of spiritual light rushed out, crashing into Han Muye, who was standing outside Zhang Xu, engulfing him in an instant!