"Master Tu Sun, do you look down on Lao Tzu? Let this kid tickle Lao Tzu? ”

The black-armored big man said this, but his eyes were fixed on the long sword above Han Muye's head.

This sword has a sharpness that makes him chill in his heart.

The Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm also has times when he is afraid!

At the beginning of Jiuxuan Mountain, Han Muye manipulated the Sword of the Divine Soul and slashed the Wind Spirit Sword Sect with one sword.

At that time, Zhang Cheng was the heavenly realm.

But compared to the long sword above his head at this time, that sword was completely the ratio of a firefly to a bright moon.

The sword condensed by Tu Sun Shi's divine soul, the sword intent condensed into substance.

In the sword light, there was a dense sword aura like a swimming dragon.

It is not so much the sword of the divine soul as the condensation of Tu Sunshi's lifelong kendo practice.

Han Muye's divine soul fused with this sword, and there was a kind of fulfillment that the general trend of heaven and earth was under control.

Sword Momentum!

With a sword in hand, I have it in the world.

This is the general trend of the sword, the sword momentum that can only be condensed by three thousand sword intents.

Throughout the Western Xinjiang, there are countless sword cultivators.

There is no one in the tens of millions of people who can condense into a sword momentum.

The Nine Xuan Sword Sect is known as the second in the Western Xinjiang Sword Sect, and it is also a Tuoba Cheng who forcibly condenses the White Tiger Sword Momentum.

Tuoba Cheng relied on his sword momentum and cultivated his spirit to fight against the half-step heavenly realm.

Feeling the mighty power in the long sword, Han Muye's face revealed a fearless battle intent.

It turned out that the condensation of the sword of the divine soul into sword intent was far from the end.

The sword of the divine soul can also achieve the general trend of heaven and earth!

Han Muye's eyes burst with brilliance, and the long sword above his head turned into a clear gray and simple sword weapon.

As soon as this sword weapon appeared, the expression on Tu Sun Shi's face also changed instantly.

"Flame ......"

"The sword of the sect master of Hong Chaoyang back then!"

There was a strange look in his eyes, and he looked at the sword fixedly.

"Seniors, juniors are proficient in swordsmanship a lot." Han Muye looked at the Demon Clan's Black Armor Heavenly Realm Great Demon, but he spoke lightly to Tu Sun Shi.

"Senior, you said that it is better to specialize than to refute the complex."

"The juniors have a sword, please wait and see what the seniors are——"

When the words fell, all the aura on Han Muye's body converged, and the person was in mid-air, like a mortal.

How can a person who can harness a sword of monstrous power be mortal?

With one hand behind his back, he slowly stretched forward with the other hand in the fingers of his sword.

"This swordsmanship is not limited to practice, qualifications, or talent."

"Sword cultivation in the world, as long as you have a sword in your heart, you can cultivate this sword technique."

The brilliance in Han Muye's eyes could almost match the sword light in the sky.

The long sword above his head vibrated slightly.

At this moment, within a radius of thousands of miles, all the sword weapons began to vibrate.

"Kenshin is clear!"

Tu Sun Shi's eyes widened, and he whispered: "This is, the ...... of the Sword Dao Seed"

The sword light is magnificent, and the endless sword aura is pervasive.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one sword!

The Demon Clan's Heavenly Realm Overhaul on the opposite side revealed killing intent, and his body was full of blood.

He didn't dare to wait, and with a loud shout, his body turned into a xenomorph demon beast with a long horned half-Jiao body.

Staring at Han Muye, the demon beast let out a thunderous roar from its mouth: "This kind of kendo talent, you can't leave it!" ”

The demon beast roared, raised its claws, rushed towards Han Muye, and slapped it on the head.

The wind and clouds follow each other, and the sky and the earth change.

The Heavenly Realm Demon to which Jiaolong belongs, with a full blow, can shatter thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!

Who can not be afraid before such a blow?

Before the dragon arrived, the evil qi coercion had already fixed all the clouds around Han Muye's body, and then smashed into pieces.

Heavenly Realm, the Great Demon of the Yuan Infant Stage, already has the power to influence the Heavenly Machine!

On the Yunchao Ridge in the distance, all the cultivators under the realm were weak in their legs and feet.

This is the power of the heavenly realm!

Li Xixi, who was in the distance, gritted his teeth, clenched the sword in his hand, and tried his best not to fall off the clouds.

Before the Heavenly Realm Great Demon was coerced, it was difficult for her to even maintain her body in the air.

She stared at Han Muye, who was locked by the big demon and slapped with one claw.

She didn't know if Han Muye could stop the Heavenly Realm Great Demon.

Heavenly......

Before the figure of the Heavenly Jiaolong, Han Muye's face remained unchanged.

His gaze was soft, as if the dragon was not rushing towards him.

He stretched his fingers forward and whispered softly.

Look ahead, there is a sword in front of you, and nothing can be stopped!

At this moment, Han Muye's body erupted with a strong sword intent that made the first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang Tu Sun Shi look sideways!

"Wan-sword-gui-sect."

"Boom-"

As Han Muye's voice fell, the big sword above his head exploded and turned into nothingness.

At the moment when the long sword dissipated, the entire heaven and earth were shining with sword light.

Where does the sword come from?

The hand of ordinary sword cultivation in the world.

A sword.

Ten swords.

100 handles.

1,000 handles.

Ten thousand long swords flew out from the Cloud Nest Ridge and condensed into a dragon of long swords.

The dragon body is ten thousand swords for the bones, ten thousand swords for the scales, and ten thousand swords for the soul!

The dragon of ten thousand swords roared, engulfing the dragon beast in front of Han Muye.

The dragon that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, in front of the dragon of the long sword, did not even have the slightest chance to resist.

Ten thousand swords turn into rainbows! Take the sword as the dragon!

Ten thousand swords intertwined and circulated, and the long dragon turned into blood.

This is the Heavenly Realm Great Demon's endless qi and blood and demon bones and demon qi impregnated.

A Heavenly Realm Demon was strangled into a bloody sky.

"Roar—"

Among the ten thousand swords, there was a ghostly dragon phantom screaming sadly, wanting to crash away from the strangulation of the long sword.

Yuan Baby, the demon clan is called the demon baby.

The Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm has been cultivating for countless years, and the condensation of cultivation power.

The overhaul of the Heavenly Realm, with the power of this primordial infant and the immortality of life, will be reborn.

This is a power that completely transcends the mundane, and the illusory dragon rushed out of the sword weapon long dragon, and roared angrily.

But before the dragon could groan, the dragon transformed by the long sword opened its mouth again.

Jiaolong Yuanying, Fall.

Ten thousand swords return to the sect, one sword kills the heavenly realm overhaul!

Even the demon baby was directly strangled.

Death is nothing more than that.

This sword borrowed the power of tens of thousands of sword cultivators on the Yunchao Ridge in Western Xinjiang.

This sword was made by Han Muye, and it was not from him.

"The sword cultivation in the world is concentric, and the Heavenly Realm Great Demon is just a sword."

Han Muye slowly withdrew his hand, put his hands behind his back, looked at the void in front of him, and spoke lightly.

At this moment, he seemed to be a sword immortal descending, and with a gesture, he overwhelmed thousands of sword cultivators in the world.

The dragon transformed by the 10,000-zhang long sword weapon hung under his feet, and then his eyes stared at the last of the three Heavenly Realm Overhauls in the Southern Wilderness not far away.

The Heavenly Realm Demon was shocked, only to feel the coldness coming out of the soles of his feet and rushing straight to the top of his head.

He shouted, knocked away the swordsmanship Tianlong of Tu Sun Shi in front of him, and reflexively left.

If you don't leave at this time, do you have to wait for the dragon to roar and devour itself?

If this dragon of the long sword can kill one Heaven Realm, it can kill the second Heaven Realm!

The big demon fled, the demonic spirit in the sky, and disappeared.

Three Southern Wilderness Heavenly Realm overhauls, one died, one was injured, and one escaped.

The tide of battle can only change in an instant.

Han Muye raised his hand a little, and the long sword that had refined the Heavenly Realm Great Demon Qi and Blood Divine Soul slowly turned around.

After this condensation, these sword weapons are nothing less than reborn and transformed into mortal spirits.

As long as they are well maintained, these swords can have a broad space for growth.

This is the chance.

Turning his head, Han Muye looked at Tu Sun Shi and said with a smile: "Senior, live up to your mission." ”

Tu Sunshi nodded, looking at Han Muye just about to answer, Han Muye said again: "My sword, there are still sixty-two breaths." ”

The Sword Pavilion Divine Soul condenses a sword, and it can fight the Heavenly Realm within a hundred breaths of a sword.

Just now, Han Muye used this sword to slash a Heavenly Realm overhaul, from beginning to end, it didn't take forty breaths!

This kind of swordsmanship can be found in the mortal world?

Tu Sun Shi looked up to the sky and smiled, looking at the long sword condensed above Han Muye's head again: "What a ten thousand swords return to the sect!" ”

On his body, there was a monstrous battle intent rising, and there was a bright light as sharp as a sword shining in his eyes.

This is the battle intent of a sword cultivator.

Crisscrossing the western frontier, invincible with a sword, Tu Sun Shi has not had such a burning blood for countless years!

Sword cultivation, you should fight with a sword!

In front of him, Han Muye's ten thousand swords returned to the sect, making the battle of Tu Sunshi surging.

"Boy, there are sixty breaths left, the old man will let you see what is the pinnacle of Western Xinjiang Kendo!"

The voice fell, and the wind rose!

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, flying over with one breath!

The figures of Tu Sun Shi and Han Muye turned into streamers at the same time, spanning thousands of mountains, and appeared above the Yuntai Dao Sect Sect Headquarters.

In the sky above the Yuntai Dao Sect, on the broken mountain protection array, there was sadness and despair.

Countless Yuntai Dao Sect disciples tried their best to make up for the crack in the Dao Dao of the large array of light curtains.

It's a pity that the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan is too strong.

The destruction of the Yuntai Dao Sect is only in the last day!

The sword light, across the heavens and the earth, came in one breath.

All the desperate Yuntai Dao Sect disciples raised their heads and stared wide-eyed.

Above their heads, two figures stood still.

One was dressed in a white shirt, carrying two swords, and his hands were like a leisurely court.

One wears a blue-gray robe, purple and gold bundled hair, and his sword intent soars into the sky.

"Master Tu Sun, Daoyou!"

"The first sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, the predecessor of Tu Sun Division!"

Below, countless exclamations rang out.

"Tu Daoyou, you are confused!"

"You go quickly, my Yuntai Dao Sect will die, and I won't be a sinner in the Western Frontier!"

A cry of sorrow suppressed all the shouts, and a white-haired Taoist in a green robe with a desperate face stared at Master Tu Sun and shouted: "What if my Yuntai Dao sect is severed, if something happens to Tu Daoyou, the western frontier is in danger!" ”

Tu Sun Shi, who had a sword aura rising on his body, glanced down, and then said coldly: "It's dangerous for you." ”

Han Muye turned his head and saw that Master Tu Sun's beard was all open, and the sword intent on his body turned into a swimming dragon, and then he reached out and wrapped the sword of the divine soul on Han Muye's head.

"Lao Tzu came to kill people with a sword for a thousand miles, and you said these to Lao Tzu."

"Lao Tzu has come here, and I don't know what to say."

cursed in his mouth, and the sword light on his body rose up thousands of feet, like mountains and mountains.

Seeing Han Muye looking at himself, Master Tu Sun shook his head and said, "Get used to it, I didn't dare to kill people back then, so my senior brother told me to scold a few swear words, and my heart will be happy." ”

"When the heart is happy, the sword is sharp."

Han Muye nodded and said lightly: "There are still fifty-three breaths." ”

"!" Tu Sun Shi shouted, and the sword light above his head condensed into a green mountain, and smashed down!

With the sword to condense the mountain, borrow the power of the mountain, this is the sword momentum!

In Han Muye's eyes, he could see thousands of sword lights twisting and staggering, fusing with the sword of the divine soul, and then slashing down.

The mountains are the appearance, and the sword light is the substance!

Sword cultivation is sword cultivation after all.

A sword falls, and thousands of mountains collapse!

Swordsmanship, mountain collapse.

The world's sword swordsmanship is the ultimate, with the sword into a mountain, with a sword to break the mountain, with the sword to collapse the mountain!

Landslides, the general trend is tilting!

"Unstoppable!"

"Run—"

Three chantings rang out, and countless demon clans rushed and fled.

The mountains are rolling, the sword is shining, and the killing intent is all over the sky.

The landslide becomes a torrent!

One sword, two sword momentum!

Tu Sun Shi grinned, turned his face, looked at Han Muye, who looked slightly stunned, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Boy, how about my sword?"