Huang Laoliu glared at Gao Xiaoxuan, and before he could speak, there was a tsunami-like roar of a landslide in the distance.

On the entire line of Fengshou Mountain, endless demonic light covers the heavens and the earth.

The vast and dignified blood-colored halo made people tremble in their hearts.

The aura and sword light belonging to the Terran cultivators slowly faded.

Defeated.

The Fengshou Mountain position was completely lost.

"All the sects in the western Xinjiang, retreat to Yunchaoling."

In the void, a voice rolled in.

Spiritual light converged in the direction of Yunchaoling.

The surging demonic energy followed, chasing after him.

It was a near-slaughtering pursuit.

Han Muye's body moved, and he rushed forward.

On the ground below, the sword marks he slashed were especially visible.

Those cultivators who had retreated from the defeat staggered past Han Muye, with a look of horror on their faces.

When he ran to the rear, he slowly stopped, turned around, gathered behind the sword marks, and reorganized a new position.

Dozens of demon clan figures flashed and rushed towards Han Muye.

They had all seen Han Muye's sword just now.

Very strong.

So what?

The Southern Wilderness Demon Clan, can it really be blocked by a sword?

It's just a small sword cultivator, and it's not the first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang.

Wolves.

Tiger Clan.

The Panthers.

The big demons that rushed towards Han Muye were all powerful and fast.

"Nineteen be careful!"

Below, someone shouted.

There were also several figures rushing towards the big demon on the opposite side.

Each of these people is an elite on the front line of Fengshou Mountain.

From the sword weapons that were sent back to the Sword Pavilion at the beginning, Han Muye saw these people more than once.

Many of these people have their own names.

For example, Li San is a sword floating.

The one who swayed the icy aura should be Luo Xiaoyu in the frozen world.

Even Lu Shi also has the name of a tiger general.

Han Muye's gaze turned forward, and the Qing Ying Sword in his hand was raised.

Do you need to have a name?

"Hum—"

Within ten zhang, the sword light condensed into thousands of meteors, which exploded and scattered.

Nine Xuan Sword Gate Golden Vein Three Xuan Swordsmanship, Star Rain.

With the power of thousands of gold systems simulated into stars, with the sharp power of gold systems, you can cut through the veins.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Below, there was a clear and exciting sound of praise.

Some of the big demons who rushed towards Han Muye set up demon light, some brandished swords and weapons in their hands, and some agitated their blood all over their bodies, wanting to block the sword light.

It's just that it can't be stopped.

"Thorn-"

The sword light swept through, bringing up a puddle of blood.

The sword marks are photographed, and the sword light pierces through the air.

The bodies of at least ten Earth Realm Great Demons were torn apart by the sword light like meteors.

"Hum—"

Between heaven and earth, the sound of a sword resounded.

This is sword cultivation!

Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the Qingying Sword in his palm.

The ordinary Qingying Sword, at this moment, seems to have its own thoughts.

This sword, as if calling.

Craving.

Thirst to kill.

Isn't the sword weapon refined for killing?

The sword light on Han Muye's body rose.

The Qing Ying Sword was also trembling slightly, as if in response.

Within a radius of ten thousand feet, no one was not shocked by this sword.

Such a sharp sword light, on Fengshou Mountain, even if the sword is floating, I am afraid it may not be able to use it.

"Who is this person?"

Someone let out a low breath.

"Like, it's someone from the Nine Xuan Sword Sect."

"Nine Xuan Sword Gate? Is he that Tang Er? The heart is poor, and this swordsmanship is really extraordinary. ”

Everywhere there is talk about Han Muye not taking it to heart.

He stood there, savoring the sword that had preceded him.

His swordsmanship has been cultivated to do whatever he wants, sending and receiving from the heart.

There are very few sword moves that you can see through just now.

In the distance, Tang Chi, who was standing on the cliff with a sword, had a look on his face that was difficult to see.

If Han Muye had fought against him with this kind of swordsmanship before, he would not have been defeated with a sword, he would probably be under a sword, and his life would not be guaranteed.

Could it be that he is so inferior to Han Muye?

Han Muye slashed several big demons who rushed forward with a sword, but he still didn't feel enjoyable.

He could feel that the sword intent on his body was boiling.

The sword intent is originally condensed by the killing intent, and it can't be killed, so what's the use of the sword intent?

He knew that he was affected by the sword intent in the sea of qi.

After all, the sword intent condensed in his sea of qi was far beyond the limit of what his body could bear, and it was consuming Shouyuan all the time.

But, so what?

Squinting his eyes, his mind seemed to leave his body, looking down at his body and slowly moving forward in the void.

Under his feet, there were cyan lotus flowers transformed by sword qi.

Grow a sword lotus step by step, kill one person in one step!

Every sword qi lotus flower that he had stepped on was scattered into sword light, thinking about the front and shooting away.

Step by step, the sword light is like a shadow.

"This, it's really a kendo immortal......"

Below, someone looked at the figure of the sword and spoke lowly.

Huang Laoliu glared at Gao Xiaoxuan, and before he could speak, there was a tsunami-like roar of a landslide in the distance.

On the entire line of Fengshou Mountain, endless demonic light covers the heavens and the earth.

The vast and dignified blood-colored halo made people tremble in their hearts.

The aura and sword light belonging to the Terran cultivators slowly faded.

Defeated.

The Fengshou Mountain position was completely lost.

"All the sects in the western Xinjiang, retreat to Yunchaoling."

In the void, a voice rolled in.

Spiritual light converged in the direction of Yunchaoling.

The surging demonic energy followed closely behind, chasing after him.

It was a near-slaughtering pursuit.

Han Muye's body moved, and he rushed forward.

On the ground below, the sword marks he slashed were especially visible.

Those cultivators who had retreated from the defeat staggered past Han Muye, with a look of horror on their faces.

When he ran to the rear, he slowly stopped, turned around, gathered behind the sword marks, and reorganized a new position.

Dozens of demon clan figures flashed and rushed towards Han Muye.

They had all seen Han Muye's sword just now.

Very strong.

So what?

The Southern Wilderness Demon Clan, can it really be blocked by a sword?

It's just a small sword cultivator, and it's not the first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang.

Wolves.

Tiger Clan.

The Panthers.

The big demons that rushed towards Han Muye were all powerful and fast.

"Nineteen be careful!"

Below, someone shouted.

There were also several figures rushing towards the big demon on the opposite side.

Each of these people is an elite on the front line of Fengshou Mountain.

From the sword weapons that were sent back to the Sword Pavilion at the beginning, Han Muye saw these people more than once.

Many of these people have their own names.

For example, Li San is a sword floating.

The one who swayed the icy aura should be Luo Xiaoyu in the frozen world.

Even Lu Shi also has the name of a tiger general.

Han Muye's gaze turned forward, and the Qing Ying Sword in his hand was raised.

Do you need to have a name?

"Hum—"

Within ten zhang, the sword light condensed into thousands of meteors, which exploded and scattered.

Nine Xuan Sword Gate Golden Vein Three Xuan Swordsmanship, Star Rain.

With the power of thousands of gold systems to personify into stars, with the sharp power of the gold system, you can cut through the veins.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Below, there was a clear and exciting sound of praise.

Some of the big demons who rushed towards Han Muye set up the demon light, some brandished the sword weapons in their hands, and some agitated their blood all over their bodies, wanting to block the sword light.

It's just that it can't be stopped.

"Thorn-"

The sword light swept through, bringing up a puddle of blood.

The sword marks are photographed, and the sword light pierces through the air.

The bodies of at least ten Earth Realm Great Demons were torn apart by the sword light like meteors.

"Hum—"

Between heaven and earth, the sound of a sword resounded.

This is sword cultivation!

Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the Qingying Sword in his palm.

The ordinary Qingying Sword, at this moment, seems to have its own thoughts.

This sword, as if calling.

Craving.

Thirst to kill.

Isn't the sword weapon refined for killing?

The sword light on Han Muye's body rose.

The Qing Ying Sword was also trembling slightly, as if in response.

Within a radius of ten thousand feet, no one was not shocked by this sword.

Such a sharp sword light, on Fengshou Mountain, even if the sword is floating, I am afraid it may not be able to use it.

"Who is this person?"

Someone let out a low breath.

"It seems, it's someone from the Nine Xuan Sword Sect."

"Nine Xuan Sword Gate? Is he that Tang Er? The mental strategy is poor, and this swordsmanship is really extraordinary. ”

Everywhere there is talk about Han Muye not taking it to heart.

He stood there, savoring the sword that had preceded him.

His swordsmanship has been cultivated to do whatever he wants, sending and receiving from the heart.

There are very few sword moves that just now, and there are few that can see through it.

In the distance, Tang Chi, who was standing on the cliff with a sword, had a look on his face that was difficult to see.

If Han Muye had fought against him with this kind of swordsmanship before, he would not have been defeated with a sword, he would probably be under a sword, and his life would not be guaranteed.

Could it be that he is so inferior to Han Muye?

Han Muye slashed several big demons who rushed forward with a sword, but he still didn't feel enjoyable.

He could feel that the sword intent on his body was boiling.

The sword intent is originally condensed by the killing intent, and it can't be killed, so what's the use of the sword intent?

He knew that he was affected by the sword intent in the sea of qi.

After all, the sword intent condensed in his sea of qi was far beyond the limit of what his body could bear, and it was consuming Shouyuan all the time.

But, so what?

Squinting his eyes, his mind seemed to leave his body, looking down at his body and slowly moving forward in the void.

Under his feet, there were cyan lotus flowers transformed by sword qi.

Grow a sword lotus step by step, kill one person in one step!

Every sword qi lotus flower that he had stepped on was scattered into sword light, thinking about the front and shooting away.

Step by step, the sword light is like a shadow.

"This, it's really a kendo immortal......"

Below, someone looked at the figure of the sword and spoke lowly.

"Kendo Immortal?"

"That's the name, it's okay."

Someone whispered.

"Cangchang—"

Han Muye's left hand raised the Qingying long sword forward, and his right hand pulled out the purple short sword in the sword box behind his back.

Purple Flame.

One is blue and one is purple, one is long and one is short.

There are not many sword cultivators in the world, and there are not many people who cultivate double swords.

With two swords like Han Muye in his hand, it is rare for the sword light to be intertwined.

No one knew if he had really cultivated the Twin Swords Sword Technique at this time, or if he was just in preparation.

Ahead, in the army of demon clans, several dignified figures rushed out.

Just now, those realm channel masters were killed by Han Muye with a sword, which greatly affected the morale of the demon army.

At this time, seven big demons with different shapes, but with the same momentum, rushed out.

Enlighten.

In the practice of the demon clan, the enlightenment period is an important stage.

Gu Yu

Because once the demon clan reaches the enlightenment and opens its own divine treasure, it can inherit the power of bloodline inheritance.

The power of those mysterious bloodlines from the wilderness, more or less, will give these demon powerhouses a bonus to their combat power.

There are also some lucky people who can soar into the sky with the help of enlightenment.

"Roar—"

The first to rush towards Han Muye was a middle-aged man whose body turned into a black tiger in mid-air.

Transformed into a three-zhang long tiger, his blood condensed into wings, the speed of this black tiger was extremely fast, and his claws directly grabbed the top of Han Muye's head.

The same speed as the Black Tiger, or even a line faster, is an emaciated young man with illusory wings behind him.

This young man only flashed his figure, and he had already appeared behind Han Muye.

"Black Tiger and Breeze Black Bat!"

An exclamation came from behind Han Muye.

Can you have a name?

It seems that he is also a master of the demon clan.

Han Muye's gaze was forward, and the black tiger's claws had already reached in front of him.

There was no sound behind him, and a cyan short sword stabbed him in the neck.

Fast.

The black tiger is fast, and the short sword of the emaciated youth is faster.

These two big demons seem to be competing with each other to get the first shot.

All around, the sighs, shouts, exclamations, and swords of the Terran cultivators rang out.

The Qing Ying Sword in Han Muye's palm, which was hanging high above his body, was released.

It seems that he was shocked by the horror between life and death.

His right hand, which held the dagger, also hung down slightly.

Don't resist anymore.

That's right, too.

Before the two extremely powerful demon clan masters, what is the difference between resisting and not resisting?

The seven demons shot at the same time, and in the end, the first to succeed were the Black Tiger and the Breeze Black Bat.

The figures of the remaining five great demons paused slightly.

No need to rush.

"Thorn-buzz-"

A sword groan interrupted everyone's thoughts.

It was a cyan sword light.

The sword light drew an arc, with a graceful streamer, like a curved crescent moon, passing in front of the black tiger's neck.

The blood-colored crescent moon flies.

Soar freely.

What was brought up was a puddle of scattered blood.

Before everyone could understand where this blood light came from, there was another soft sound beside Han Muye.

"Thorn—la."

It was the rapid stabbing of the dagger.

I don't know when, Han Muye's right short sword fell on his left hand, and then penetrated the ribs of the Qingfeng Black Bat, penetrating through the heart.

Han Muye slowly withdrew his short sword, and the Qingfeng Black Bat behind him raised the sword in his hand.

It's a pity that all his strength was also withdrawn the moment Han Muye's short sword was withdrawn from his body.

As his body fell into the dust, his gaze fell on the black tiger who had fallen earlier.

Didn't the ancient power of the demon clan say that when falling from the same height, no matter how light or heavy, the speed is the same?

Could it be that the black tiger fell first?

In other words, he is a little longer lasting than that guy?

This is Qingfeng Heifu's last mood.

"Hum—"

When the Qing Ying Sword returned to Han Muye's palm, the sword weapon shook and cheered.

Spiritual weapons.

A real spiritual weapon, there is a spirit in the sword.

After obtaining the power of the bloodline of the Great Demon Divine Soul, this long sword that Mo Yuan gave him finally turned into a real spirit weapon and had his own sword spirit.

"That's, String Moon Swordsmanship, right?"

"It's the swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect, why is it so powerful."

Many swordsmanship masters knew the arc drawn by Han Qing's sword when it flew out.

It's just that no one knows what kind of swordsmanship he uses with Zi Yan in his hand.

A close-quarters sword can be called invincible.

Reversal, left hand, lower chord.

The twin swords were returned to their hands, Qing Ming was on the right, and Zi Yan was on the left.

The two swords were crossed, and Han Muye was alone in front of countless demons.

The five big demons who stopped their bodies and did not rush in front of Han Muye showed fear in their eyes, and they did not dare to go any further.

If it had been them who rushed over just now, I'm afraid they would have fallen into the dust by now.

This swordsmanship is too powerful!

Although the demon clan acts violently, it is not a fool who does not want to die.

This is sword cultivation.

The double sword is volleyed in the air, and no one dares to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

Kendo practice, shouldn't you be so happy to take revenge?

Within a radius of ten miles, it was quiet.

Only the breeze caressed, brushing the blade of the long sword in Han Muye's hand, bringing out a trace of shock.

"Boom-"

Above the sky dome in the distance, a black demon cloud turned into a hundred tiger claws, and fell in an instant.

Han Muye's body, who was standing still in mid-air, was locked by an extremely large invisible force, and he couldn't escape a single bit.

The top powerhouse of the demon clan shoots!

With this coercion, at least it is Yudan Yae!

Such a strong person actually disregarded his face and shot at the low-level juniors.

Before the mountain forest, Huang Lao Liu took a deep breath and looked at the giant claw that was pressing towards Han Muye, and there was blood surging in his eyes.

In front of a large bluestone, Li San brought the green gourd to his mouth, took a sip, and then drew his sword.

It was the iron sword that Deng Chungang gave her back then.

is really fighting to the death, she still thinks that this sword is easier than the Xuanyang sword.

The demonic qi slowly pressed down, and in the sea of Han Muye's qi, ninety sword intents began to churn.

In his dantian, two sword pills spun rapidly, waiting for his summons.

In the Divine Possession, the Sword of the Divine Soul has been condensed.

At this moment, there was a flash of sword light in the sky.

"Thorn-"

There was a piercing scream in the sky.

Then, a thunderous roar rang through.

"Grandma's, dare to stretch out the cat's paws in front of the old man, next time I come, the old man will not only cut off one paw."

？ ”

"That's the name, it's okay."

Someone whispered.

"Cangchang—"

Han Muye's left hand raised the Qingying long sword forward, and his right hand pulled out the purple short sword in the sword box behind his back.

Purple Flame.

One is blue and one is purple, one is long and one is short.

There are not many sword cultivators in the world, and there are not many people who cultivate double swords.

With two swords like Han Muye in his hand, it is rare for the sword light to be intertwined.

No one knew if he had really cultivated the Twin Swords Sword Technique at this time, or if he was just in preparation.

Ahead, in the army of demon clans, several dignified figures rushed out.

Just now, those realm channel masters were killed by Han Muye with a sword, which greatly affected the morale of the demon army.

At this time, seven big demons with different shapes, but with the same momentum, rushed out.

Enlighten.

In the practice of the demon clan, the enlightenment period is an important stage.

Because once the demon clan reaches the enlightenment and opens its own divine treasure, it can inherit the power of bloodline inheritance.

The power of those mysterious bloodlines from the wilderness, more or less, will give these demon powerhouses a bonus to their combat power.

There are also some lucky people who can soar into the sky with the help of enlightenment.

"Roar—"

The first to rush towards Han Muye was a middle-aged man whose body turned into a black tiger in mid-air.

Transformed into a three-zhang long tiger, his blood condensed into wings, the speed of this black tiger was extremely fast, and his claws directly grabbed the top of Han Muye's head.

The same speed as the Black Tiger, or even a line faster, is an emaciated young man with illusory wings behind him.

This young man only flashed his figure, and he had already appeared behind Han Muye.

"Black Tiger and Breeze Black Bat!"

An exclamation came from behind Han Muye.

Can you have a name?

It seems that he is also a master of the demon clan.

Han Muye's gaze was forward, and the black tiger's claws had already reached in front of him.

There was no sound behind him, and a cyan short sword stabbed him in the neck.

Fast.

The black tiger is fast, and the short sword of the emaciated youth is faster.

These two big demons seem to be competing with each other to get the first shot.

All around, the sighs, shouts, exclamations, and swords of the Terran cultivators rang out.

The Qing Ying Sword in Han Muye's palm, which was hanging high above his body, was released.

It seems that he was shocked by the horror between life and death.

His right hand, which held the dagger, also hung down slightly.

Don't resist anymore.

That's right, too.

Before the two extremely powerful demon clan masters, what is the difference between resisting and not resisting?

The seven demons shot at the same time, and in the end, the first to succeed were the Black Tiger and the Breeze Black Bat.

The figures of the remaining five great demons paused slightly.

No need to rush.

"Thorn-buzz-"

A sword groan interrupted everyone's thoughts.

It was a cyan sword light.

The sword light drew an arc, with a graceful streamer, like a curved crescent moon, passing in front of the black tiger's neck.

The blood-colored crescent moon flies.

Soar freely.

What was brought up was a puddle of scattered blood.

Before everyone could understand where this blood light came from, there was another soft sound beside Han Muye.

"Thorn—la."

It was the rapid stabbing of the dagger.

I don't know when, Han Muye's right short sword fell on his left hand, and then penetrated the ribs of the Qingfeng Black Bat, penetrating through the heart.

Han Muye slowly withdrew his short sword, and the Qingfeng Black Bat behind him raised the sword in his hand.

It's a pity that all his strength was also withdrawn the moment Han Muye's short sword was withdrawn from his body.

As his body fell into the dust, his gaze fell on the black tiger who had fallen earlier.

Didn't the ancient power of the demon clan say that when falling from the same height, no matter how light or heavy, the speed is the same?

Could it be that the black tiger fell first?

In other words, he is a little longer lasting than that guy?

This is Qingfeng Heifu's last mood.

"Hum—"

When the Qing Ying Sword returned to Han Muye's palm, the sword weapon shook and cheered.

Spiritual weapons.

A real spiritual weapon, there is a spirit in the sword.

After obtaining the power of the bloodline of the Great Demon Divine Soul, this long sword that Mo Yuan gave him finally turned into a real spirit weapon and had his own sword spirit.

"That's, String Moon Swordsmanship, right?"

"It's the swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect, why is it so powerful."

Many swordsmanship masters knew the arc drawn by Han Qing's sword when it flew out.

It's just that no one knows what kind of swordsmanship he uses with Zi Yan in his hand.

A close-quarters sword can be called invincible.

Reversal, left hand, lower chord.

The twin swords were returned to their hands, Qing Ming was on the right, and Zi Yan was on the left.

The two swords were crossed, and Han Muye was alone in front of countless demons.

The five big demons who stopped their bodies and did not rush in front of Han Muye showed fear in their eyes, and they did not dare to go any further.

If it had been them who rushed over just now, I'm afraid they would have fallen into the dust by now.

This swordsmanship is too powerful!

Although the demon clan acts violently, it is not a fool who does not want to die.

This is sword cultivation.

The double sword is volleyed in the air, and no one dares to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

Kendo practice, shouldn't you be so happy to take revenge?

Within a radius of ten miles, it was quiet.

Only the breeze caressed, brushing the blade of the long sword in Han Muye's hand, bringing out a trace of shock.

"Boom-"

Above the sky dome in the distance, a black demon cloud turned into a hundred tiger claws, and fell in an instant.

Han Muye's body, who was standing still in mid-air, was locked by an extremely large invisible force, and he couldn't escape a single bit.

The top powerhouse of the demon clan shoots!

With this coercion, at least it is Yudan Yae!

Such a strong person actually disregarded his face and shot at the low-level juniors.

Before the mountain forest, Huang Lao Liu took a deep breath and looked at the giant claw that was pressing towards Han Muye, and there was blood surging in his eyes.

In front of a large bluestone, Li San brought the green gourd to his mouth, took a sip, and then drew his sword.

It was the iron sword that Deng Chungang gave her back then.

is really fighting to the death, she still thinks that this sword is easier than the Xuanyang sword.

The demonic qi slowly pressed down, and in the sea of Han Muye's qi, ninety sword intents began to churn.

In his dantian, two sword pills spun rapidly, waiting for his summons.

In the Divine Possession, the Sword of the Divine Soul has been condensed.

At this moment, there was a flash of sword light in the sky.

"Thorn-"

There was a piercing scream in the sky.

Then, a thunderous roar rang through.

"Grandma's, dare to stretch out the cat's paws in front of the old man, next time I come, the old man will not only cut off one paw."