"Die—"

The furious demon raised his hand, and the magic treasure knife in his hand turned into a spear.

Holding a spear, the Great Demon led endless demonic qi and collided with Han Muye.

The spatial passage is about to be sealed, and if this demon does not rush out, it will be sealed again.

It's been 10,000 years, and he is not reconciled.

"Hum—"

Han Muye raised his hand, and the long sword phantom infused with sword intent rose.

The twin swords led the sword light, and the ten thousand swords returned to the sect, and knocked the demon back.

This style of ten thousand swords returns to the sect, and it can be defeated by the heavenly realm!

Without waiting for the demon to turn back, Han Muye raised his hand, and returned to the sect with ten thousand swords.

The sword light is strong, and the sparkle is still there!

"Boom-"

Demons, retreat again.

The black-robed nun whispered, "Is this the eighth sword intent, or the ninth?" ”

"Boom-"

Another type of ten thousand swords return to the sect.

"Tenth."

"Eleven."

Li San and Zhao Youzhi, who had rushed into the space passage and were ready to fight to the death, just stared at Han Muye's double swords in the air, and the sword light fell.

What swordsmanship, what skill, what strategy.

couldn't stop the infusion of sword intent, the immortal pill broke out, and ten thousand swords returned to the sect.

The demon powerhouse already has the combat power of the half-step Heaven Realm, holding the magic treasure, and can kill three golden pills with one sword.

But in this passage, in front of the aura that Han Muye Immortal Pill erupted and the ten thousand swords infused with sword intent returned to the sect, he could only retreat.

Step back, step by step.

There is no reason to talk about the ten thousand swords before returning to the sect, what if they don't retreat?

"Maniac."

"Condensing so many sword intents in your body, is it too long for Shouyuan?" The black-robed male and female cultivator clenched her long sword and stared at Han Muye.

But in her eyes, the light became more and more obvious.

"I don't believe you still have sword intent!" The demon roars.

"Boom-"

The sword light fell.

"You can't have sword intent anymore!" The demon's voice was hoarse.

"Boom-"

Head-on, another sword.

"Absolutely impossible, you can't-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

I don't know if it's the twenty-nine sword lights, or the thirtieth sword lights.

The demon's body shook and slammed into the golden light curtain behind it, shrouded in the light curtain.

The light curtain tugged at the demon's body, pulling it back.

The demon roared and struggled, spear in hand, trying to break out of the curtain of light.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a magnificent sword light slashed down, and the sword light slashed at the demon's arm, cutting off his arm and dropping it with the demon treasure.

The demon roared in pain, with endless unwillingness, endless grievance, and endless resentment, and his body was torn into it by the golden light curtain, and disappeared into the passage.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and swept it, putting the demon's severed arm and the demon treasure into the storage ring.

Around him, countless black-armored demons rushed over, trying to seize the magic treasure.

This kind of treasure has a fatal attraction to the demons.

"Cangchang—"

With a gentle sword groan, Zhao Youzhi swiped the broken sword in his left hand lightly, directly tearing apart the bodies of the two black-armored demons.

On the other side, Li San's sword light flashed, and after the blade penetrated a black-armored demon, it stabbed into the body of another black-armored demon.

The sword light of the two was like a shock, and they directly emptied Han Muye's body.

"What a beautiful swordsmanship......"

The black-robed female cultivator walked forward with her sword in her hand, looking at the sword light around Han Muye's body, with an exclamation on her face.

"Let's go, this town is about to be closed, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to go back."

The black-robed female cultivator looked at Han Muye, shouted, and then raised her hand, and a sword light swayed.

"Thorn-"

The light of the sword is like a shadow, and it disappears in a flash.

"Boom-"

Hundreds of black-armored demon figures exploded.

Slash hundreds of black-armored demons with one sword!

What a domineering swordsmanship!

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell on the sword in the female cultivator's hand.

Xuanyang Sword.

The female cultivator turned around and left, Han Muye took a deep breath, the remaining nineteen sword intents in the sea of qi slowly converged, and the three sword pills in the dantian rotated, suppressing the churning aura, and quickly followed.

The others protected Han Muye and rushed out of the spatial passage where the aura was thin and rippling.

When Han Muye and the others stepped out of the spatial passage, dozens of black-armored demons followed and chased them out.

Then, the spatial channel completely dissipates and the pillar of light disappears.

The dozens of black-armored demons stood in place, looking at the surrounding mountains and fields, and the millions of cultivators in the Western Frontier, with a blank expression on their faces.

Demons also know to be afraid.

Han Muye had no interest in turning around and killing the dozens of black-armored demons.

He followed the black-robed male and female cultivators to the cliff of Yunchaoling.

Standing on the cliff, watching countless cultivators submerge the Black Armor Demon, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

These ordinary cultivators, they don't know how many times they have been hovering on the line of life and death.

When the five Heavenly Realm Great Demons besieged Tu Sun Shi, it was not for Han Muye's Divine Soul Sword to help Tu Sun Shi destroy the demons, and Yunchao Ridge in Western Xinjiang had already fallen.

If it weren't for Huang Laoliu's attack to destroy the three major demons of Yuanying, and the two big demons would defeat or kill Tu Sunshi, then the cultivators of the Western Frontier on the entire Yunchao Ridge would probably be bleeding like a river, and there would not be one out of ten.

After that, the demon was born, and a roar of the heavenly demon suppressed Baili.

These excited cultivators under the cliff had no idea that there were countless black-armored demons in that spatial passage.

If that tyrannical demon led these black-armored demons to rush out of the spatial passage, the cultivators all over the mountain would become the blood food of the demon race.

Sometimes, ignorance is not a blessing.

"Xuanyangwei's duty is to protect Tianxuan, so that Tianxuan's cultivators and mortals can live so freely." The black-robed male and female nun spoke in a low voice.

The female cultivator turned around and her eyes fell on Han Muye.

"Han Muye?"

"Nine Xuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion guards?"

Han Muye nodded.

"I have already been to the Sword Pavilion on the orders of Wen Xiang."

The female cultivator's words made Han Muye stunned.

He remembered that when the sword qi was infused into the Xuanyang Sword, it attracted the attention of Wen Xiang.

I didn't expect Wen Xiang to order someone to come to the Sword Pavilion.

"If you have cultivated the Xuanyang Jue, you will have the qualifications to become the reserve commander of the Xuanyang Guard."

The female cultivator's gaze fell on Han Muye, and she said lightly: "I see that your cultivation is combat strength, and among the three hundred Xuanyang Guard Reserve Commanders, you can rank about two hundred and fifty. ”

Han Muye didn't know the ranking that the female cultivator said, whether it was counted in his Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect swordsmanship, or not.

With ten thousand swords and ten thousand swords, he returned to the sect with his sword intent, and he could fight against the half-step heavenly realm, suppress the demons outside the realm in the space passage, and seal them down.

Such a combat power can only be ranked, two hundred and five?

"Don't think that your combat power is good, you are considered the top among the young people in Western Xinjiang, and you are enough to be proud." As if seeing through what Han Muye was thinking, the female cultivator spoke lightly.

"Zhongzhou's three hundred reserve commanders, each of them can fight beyond the ranks, and the top 100 are not difficult to kill the half-step Heavenly Realm alone."

So strong?

That's it, or is it a reserve commander?

In the Xuanyang Sword that Xia Yi gave him, Han Muye had seen Zhongzhou's arrogance.

But he didn't expect that Xuanyang Wei was so strong.

"What about the official commander?" Han Muye asked with some curiosity.

Hearing Han Muye's words, the female cultivator smiled slightly: "Do you know why the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness wants to attack the Western Frontier this time?" ”

"They were overwhelmed by Qian Yiming, who was commanded by Zhennan, so they had to break a back road and move west."

"A commander in the south of the town will overwhelm the southern wilderness, and you will say that the official commander is strong?"

Speaking of this, the female cultivator's face flashed with pride: "But he is not my second uncle's opponent, so he has to fight for victory with military merits." ”

Second uncle?

Han Muye remembered the news he had learned from Xia Yi's Xuanyang Sword, as well as the information that Hu Taisheng had told him at the beginning.

"Lu Yang, Lu Butcher?"

Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

The female cultivator showed curiosity on her face and looked at Han Muye: "Do you still know the name of Lu Butcher?" ”

"My name is Lu Xiaoyun, and I am the eighteenth commander of the preparatory command."

"Thirty years later, the new conductor will compete for the throne, remember not to be absent."

The nun looked downwards and suddenly smiled: "I kidnap a few of you, you won't mind, right?" ”

After speaking, her body moved, and she had already flown off the cliff.

Han Muye stood on the cliff and did not move.

"Thirty years later, the new commander of Xuanyang Wei will fight."

His current combat strength can only be ranked at two hundred and fifty.

Clenched his fists slightly, Han Muye's blood began to boil again.

In his dantian, the three sword pills vibrate, and in the divine hide, the cyan small sword emitted Dao sword light.

Compete with the strong in Zhongzhou, that's interesting!

In the battle of Yunchaoling, I saw Tu Sun Shi slash the Four Heavenly Realms with one sword, saw Huang Laoliu's demon dragon destroy the three major demons of Yuanying with one blow, and saw the world beyond Tianxuan.

In the western frontier, Han Muye felt that he would leave after all.

……

Seven days later, the Spirit Dao Sect sent a new half-step Heavenly Realm master to take charge.

This Elder of the Spirit Dao Sect named Wang He also brought a piece of news.

Gao He, the rebel leader of the Red Flame Army, who had been hiding in the Spirit Dao Sect, took advantage of the retreat of the Great Elder of the Spirit Dao Sect, Wanhua Zhenren, to disturb him, causing Wanhua Zhenren to be seriously injured.

Gao He took the opportunity to break through the spatial passage of the Lingdao Sect's sealed town and left the Western Frontier.

This is also the reason why Wanhua Zhenren did not come to Yunchaoling for the first time after the fall of Fengshou Mountain.

If Wanhua Zhenren comes to Yunchaoling in person and joins forces with Tu Sunshi, he is really not afraid of the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness.

The Red Flame Army defected and led his troops to attack the Sword Pavilion and sacrifice to Yunchao Ridge with blood, but he didn't want to, the real place of planning was actually the spatial passage guarded by the Spirit Dao Sect.

In a thousand years, 3,000 people were exhausted, and only for him to leave Tianxuan.

Such calculations are truly terrifying.

Han Muye returned to Jiuxuan Mountain with a group of disciples from the Nine Xuan Sword Sect after Wu Ziyuan, the elder of the Mu Vein Taishang, arrived.

The Southern Wilderness lost several Heavenly Realms in the First Battle, among which there were two Yuanying Three Great Demons, one died, and the other left Tianxuan, and such a loss of combat power was temporarily unable to attack.

After Gao He and others arrived, they organized an army and returned to Fengshou Mountain.

When a kind of disciple of Yuntai Taoist Sect returned to Yuntai Mountain, when he saw Yuntai Mountain where the ground had been scraped, countless disciples cried loudly, gritted their teeth and cursed, "Scraping the ground three feet is not a son of man." ”

At this time, Han Muye was already on the flying boat returning to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Opposite him, sat an elite disciple of the Taiyi Sword Sect in a white robe, Sun Jinshi.

"Senior Brother Han."

Sun Jinshi looked at Han Muye, reached into his arms, and unfolded a scroll of paper.

"This is the bill that the ancestor gave me when he left."

"On this bill, my Taiyi Sword Sect Sect Master has signed."

Han Muye looked down and saw the word bill written on the paper roll.

There is also a long list of numbers behind it, all kinds of materials are converted or something.

Anyway, it was a total of eighty-five million spirit stones.

"Senior Brother Han, the debt owed by the ancestor, my Taiyi Sword Sect will not rely on it."

Taking a deep breath, Sun Jinshi said in a low voice: "However, we can't pay it off all at once now." ”

"A hundred years, the sect master said, in a hundred years, our Taiyi Sword Sect will return you millions of spirit stones every year, Senior Brother Han."

One million a year, one hundred million in a hundred years.

This interest is not small.

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

Nodding.

He understood what the Taiyi Sword Sect meant.