"The worn hilt of the sword shows that he is a very diligent sword cultivator."

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he whispered in his mouth.

"Look at the angle of the back sword, the back sword posture is very conducive to the sword."

Han Muye's gaze revealed a hint of profundity, and he said softly: "The angle of the sword, mainly slashing and slashing, is mostly a sword move that kills with one blow. ”

His voice was light, and the old man opposite was full of sword energy.

When all of Han Muye's words fell, the old man's hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly spoke again.

"There is evil spirit in the sword, and there are many killings."

"The fusion of qi and blood and sword qi, if it is not a correction Dao swordsmanship, it must be a specialization in killing Dao."

"With such swordsmanship, he should be a master of Orihuatang."

Oribanado.

"Cangchang—"

The sword in the old man's hand was unsheathed, and with cold killing intent, a sword stabbed into Han Muye's chest.

The sword light was extremely fast, and it flashed, and it had arrived.

Han Muye's eyes stared at the sword blade, and his body was slightly wrong.

"Zhehuatang's swordsmanship should have been more assassinations than open attacks, and you are waiting for me here because you are extremely confident in your swordsmanship."

Staggered past the old man, and Han Muye's voice sounded again.

It's just that the old man stood in the void, trembling all over, and didn't dare to move the slightest.

Under his armpit, a scar went straight through his chest and abdomen!

On Han Muye's left hand, there was a purple short sword, and blood was dripping.

"Do you know why I left you alive?"

Han Muye's body turned around, landed in front of the old man, raised his hand, and the sword blade picked off the mask on the old man's face, revealing a face full of scars.

The old man's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

The sword just now, the cold blade pierced into his chest and abdomen, if it wasn't for the other party wanting to save his life, it would completely cut off his heart.

Who can resist such swordsmanship?

He couldn't figure out why Han Muye would leave him alive.

Han Muye raised his hand and made a move.

Behind him, Yunlong turned into Zhao Yunlong, who was dressed in white.

"Master."

Zhao Yunlong bowed.

"You go back with him and go to see Tang Yunhao."

Zhao Yunlong nodded, his body turned into a long sword, and landed in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye looked at the old man and said, "Tang Yunhao, it's a broken sword." ”

Tang Yunhao, nicknamed Broken Sword in Zhehuatang, is one of the most popular killers in Zhehuatang recently.

The old man's gaze fell on the long sword in front of him.

This is the sword.

Magic Weapon Sword Weapon!

In the cultivation world of Western Xinjiang, there are only legends of magic weapons, and no one has ever seen a magic weapon that can truly transform into a human form.

Today, in front of him, there really is such a sword.

Moreover, he had to take it to Orihuatang and hand it over to the broken sword.

Give him, what?

The old man's eyes widened, he slowly raised his head, and looked at Han Muye with rapid breathing.

What does he want to do!

"I guess, Broken Sword knows how to do it, right?"

Han Muye stretched out his hand and patted the old man's shoulder, chuckled, turned around and flew away.

Broken Sword knows how to do it?

Looking at the long sword in front of him, the old man took a deep breath, bowed down and said, "Senior, junior is willing to surrender to the Immortal and serve the Immortal." ”

The broken swords are all Han Qixian's people, why can't they be sincere?

With this magic weapon sword weapon, who else can compete with the broken sword in the Folding Flower Hall?

Even if it's the master of the Orihua Hall, it can't!

"Let's go."

In the Yunlong Sword, Zhao Yunlong's voice came faintly.

The old man hurriedly held the sword in both hands and flew away.

Take this sword back to the Flower Hall, it is destined to be bloody!

Han Muye asked him to take the Yunlong Sword to the Folding Flower Hall and hand it over to Tang Yunhao, which was to let Tang Yunhao take the Folding Flower Hall.

Han Muye didn't use Tang Yunhao much before, so he didn't need it.

Now if he wants to occupy the old land of Lieyang Palace, and to do all kinds of business of sword weapons and pills, he needs Tang Yunhao and those people from the Folding Flower Hall.

These are accustomed to assassination business, and it is not difficult to change careers to other businesses.

With the Cloud Dragon Sword Magic Sword Weapon, Tang Yunhao can definitely sweep the Folding Flower Hall.

"You don't take Zhao Yunlong's guy with you, aren't you afraid of being intercepted and killed?" Flying to Han Muye's side, the voice of the Great Rock Dao came from a breeze.

Zhao Yunlong is a magic weapon, infused with sword intent, and his combat power can block the half-step heavenly realm.

With this sword to protect himself, Han Muye can return to Jiuxuan Mountain safely.

Without this sword, I am afraid that there will be many twists and turns along the way.

"What, do you think I don't have the ability to kill all the way back to Jiuxuan Mountain?"

Han Muye chuckled.

The Great Rock Dao man did not speak.

Because there were already several figures in front of them.

Han Muye laughed, and the sword light of the Qing Ying Sword in his hand shone brightly, turning into ten zhang sword qi.

There were flames in this sword light, which was clearly the swordsmanship made by Yu Longsheng before.

The figures on the opposite side didn't expect Han Muye to say a word, and directly drew his sword, but he couldn't react at all.

Some of them retreated sharply, and some drew their swords to meet each other, and they were in a mess.

With these methods, Han Muye didn't bother to care, he only swept with sword light, knocking away all the long swords that came up, and then the sword light chased after those who retreated, knocking them off the clouds.

"It's still a little tender, practice more."

The sound is especially there, and the people have already flown away.

The young cultivators who were in the way retrieved their swords, flew up to the clouds, and looked into the distance, their faces blue and red.

"Hmph, it's just that the swordsmanship is better...... someone whispered through gritted teeth.

"That swordsmanship seems to be the swordsmanship of Dangyang Palace, I've seen it before." Someone's eyes flashed, and he said, "This kendo immortal is really talented in kendo. ”

Someone shook his head and hung up his sword: "Let's go, I've seen such a character today, and I can't slack off in my future practice." ”

After the crowd dispersed, two figures appeared in their place.

"It's amazing...... The old man in the green robe watched Han Muye leave the direction and sighed lightly.

"Hehe, he knew that you and I were on the side, so he didn't make a heavy hand." Another white-bearded old man shook his head and said with a smile: "It's good to let these boys hone their skills, knowing that there are people outside the world." ”

Hearing his words, the old man in the green robe nodded and said, "Kendo Immortal, he really has the demeanor of the first person in the younger generation." ”

"It's just that this time my Heyue Sword Sect accepted his love, and this favor will be repaid in the future."

The two of them whispered as they flew away after the young cultivators.

Han Muye went all the way and encountered many challengers, most of which were solved by him with three or two swords.

In one day, he flew thousands of miles and fought twenty-one battles in a row.

At sunset, he landed on a wilderness cliff, lit a bonfire, and then took out the array plate and set up an invisible formation to support it.

After doing this, he took out an immortal pill and took it, and then slowly breathed his breath.

The Great Rock Daoist turned into a breeze and hid behind him.

Today's Lian Zhan, although there is no real master, but he is thousands of miles away, and he has been fighting continuously, which also makes Han Muye very tired, and his aura is consumed a lot.

The loss is great, and his harvest is also great.

Today, he saw dozens of elites from various factions in Western Xinjiang take action.

These people have the confidence to stop him, and naturally the means are not bad.

That young palace master of Dangyang Palace, his sword qi was about to condense into sword intent.

The black-robed old man in the Folding Flower Hall has cultivated to already enlighten the gods of the realm.

Fighting with these people, although it was only staggered, the battle tempering in them also made Han Muye full of harvest.

Fight with people, and give it your all in every game.

"When—"

With a soft sound, a short sword hung half a zhang in front of Han Muye's body.

There was a faint flash of light on the short sword, and there was a trace of cold sword qi, which seemed to be about to penetrate the body.

"I'll just say, how can a kendo immortal not have the slightest means of survival in the wilderness." A middle-aged man in a long-sleeved green robe strode over.

Before he reached Han Muye's formation, he raised his hand and waved it, put away his short sword, tore open the faint light curtain, and then walked to the bonfire and sat down.

"I'm Zhang Yangyu of the Sushan Dao Sect, you should have heard my name."

The middle-aged sword cultivator pinched the short sword and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and said, "It turned out to be Senior Zhang. ”

Zhang Yangyu, there is an interesting name in Western Xinjiang, Zhang Yangyu.

He has several short swords in his hands, and his swordsmanship is to transform with flying swords, and when the sword rises, the sword light around his body is like a swimming fish.

In Han Muye's opinion, this method was more like a sword pill.

Zhang Yang Yu Xiuwei is already a Jindan eightfold, with superb swordsmanship, and he is a famous sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang.

The Sushan Dao Sect behind him has extraordinary strength, and it is only under the Nine Sects.

"Your swordsmanship talent is extremely strong, and you are sitting in the Sword Pavilion, so you must have many hidden methods that outsiders don't know." Zhang Yangyu's gaze swept from behind Han Muye and said softly.

Hidden means?

Do you mean, the people of the Great Rock Road who turned into a breeze?

The Great Rock Dao man did not speak.

He felt that he was probably not qualified to be regarded as Han Muye's hidden means.

"Seniors came to look for me, won't they just find out my bottom?" Han Muye chuckled lightly as he took out a small gourd.

This gourd is filled with sad wine, which was told to Han Muye when Li San was leaving, and let him brew it himself.

The taste is still the same taste, and it can also refine sword qi.

It's just that there is no Li San and Lu Shi here, and there are no guys like Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan, and the wine has no original taste.

Han Muye rarely drank this wine anymore.

Taking a sip of wine, he put the little gourd back in his arms.

"Hehe, I came to see you because I wanted to cooperate with you and conspire with you about the ranking of the nine factions." Zhang Yangyu looked at Han Muye, laughed, and then the short sword in his hand flashed with aura.

"But I'm more interested in your kendo cultivation."

The words fell, and the sword light rose.

The short sword was only three feet apart, and it instantly stabbed Han Muye's neck.

If this sword is pierced, it must pierce the neck directly.

It was only the sword light that had just risen, and Zhang Yangyu's figure had already moved, and he withdrew from the outside of the zhang.

Behind him, the Purple Flame Sword had a faint purple streamer, almost piercing him.

"Good means." Zhang Yangyu drank lowly, raised his hand and made a move, and the nine short swords were lined up, and the sword light reflected the bonfire, suppressing the heat in the flames.

Han Muye didn't wait for him to make a move, the Purple Flame Sword had already turned into a string moon, drawing an arc.

"When—"

A short sword blocked the Purple Flame Sword.

It was only when the two swords touched, Zhang Yangyu's face changed slightly, and another short sword flew out and blocked the other side.

"Thorn-"

The purple flame sword flying diagonally appeared on the side of the short sword and slashed over.

At this moment, the Ziyan Sword was like a meteor that came to life, jumping around Zhang Yangyu's body.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Zhang Yangyu's eyes burst with fine light, staring at the short sword and saying in a deep voice: "Your lower string swordsmanship is more proficient than that of the elders of the Yuehua Sword Sect. ”

"It's terrifying."

As he spoke, the sword around him was not idle.

A short sword collided with the Ziyan Sword, knocking the Ziyan Sword away.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "The swordsmanship of my Sushan Dao Sect is not much worse than that of the Yuehua Sword Sect. ”

"With this swordsmanship—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye suddenly spoke up: "Who said that I used the swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect?" ”

Not the swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect?

Zhang Yangyu was stunned.

He is good at flying swords, or nine flying swords come out together.

Han Muye also used a flying sword to fight with himself, which shows that he is an extremely proud person.

The more proud people are, the less likely they are to lie.

Not necessarily.

Han Muye said that if it wasn't the swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect, then it must not be.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yangyu's face suddenly changed greatly.

I used the sword pill imperial envoy method.

Then Han Muye, you should also use this method!

Only then did his heart move, and the Ziyan Sword in front of him had disappeared.

Reappeared, the sword resting around his neck.

"Hidden ......"

Zhang Yangyu turned his head mechanically and looked at Han Muye.

This sword must be a legend, a flying sword technique that can cross the confinement of space and take people's heads thousands of miles away, hiding in the air.

This swordsmanship has long been lost in Western Xinjiang.

"The predecessors have good eyesight, and they even know the Hidden Sky Swordsmanship."

Han Muye smiled, stretched out his hand, and the Ziyan Sword fell into his hand.

He looked up at Zhang Yangyu and said softly, "I'm very interested in the sword pills collected by my predecessors. ”

Kenmaru!

Before Zhang Yangyu appeared, the people of Dayan Dao had already reminded Han Muye.

Another sword pill appeared.

Han Muye didn't expect that Zhang Yangyu would have a sword pill in his hand.

However, when he fought with Zhang Yangyu just now, he found that in Zhang Yangyu's swordsmanship, there were indeed many shadows of the imperial envoy sword pills.

It's just this means, or the skin.

Looking at Han Muye, Zhang Yangyu's expression changed, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "It's okay to ask for a sword pill, you can exchange it for the Hidden Sky Sword Technique." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and in his palm, it was a sword pill like green jade.

Hidden empty swordsmanship, exchange this sword pill.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the sword pill, shook his head and said, "No." ”

Zhang Yangyu frowned, and just as he was about to speak, Han Muye said again: "I taught you the Hidden Sky Sword Technique, and you can't cultivate it." ”

Without comprehending Zhou Tian's swordsmanship and understanding the truth of the sword formation, Zhang Yangyu couldn't figure out the clue of this swordsmanship at all.

Cultivation in the world depends on qualifications, but also on comprehension talents.

The ceiling for some people, right there.

"However, I can fix my own swordsmanship for you." Han Muye looked at Zhang Yangyu and said softly: "Actually, Senior Zhang, your nine swords can be completely reduced into three swords. ”

Nine swords turned into three swords.

Make it simple.

After seeing Zhang Yangyu's sword methods, Han Muye could only say that the nine swords were too reluctant.

However, the three swords, borrowing from the three-star sword array, exerted much more powerful combat power.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Zhang Yangyu, who was holding the sword pill in his hand, groaned.

This sword pill is in his hand, although he has comprehended some imperial envoy techniques, and turned it into his own swordsmanship.

But there are not many real effects.

On the other hand, Han Muye said that he would help him streamline his swordsmanship and turn nine swords into three swords, which really made him moved.

He himself knew the disadvantages of his swordsmanship.

If you really want to be able to turn nine swords into three swords, your own combat power will definitely double.

It's just that Han Muye's words can be believed?

Kendo immortals, do you really have such means?

Seeing Zhang Yangyu hesitating, Han Muye raised his hand, and the three illusionary sword lights flashed, divided into three sides, and the sword lights were vertical and horizontal.

Each of the three swords has a different route.

But if you are in it, you can't resist it in the face of such sword light.

This swordsmanship is much better than Zhang Yangyu's nine swords, I don't know how much smarter.

The sword light flashed, and the three sword qi were disillusioned.

In Han Muye's hand, a piece of jade slip appeared.

"Senior, this swordsmanship is changed for a sword pill, can it be changed?"

To change, or not to change?

After hesitating, Zhang Yang Yu Chang smiled and said: "All birds are in the forest, it is better to have one bird in hand, change, I change." ”

He raised his hand and threw the sword pill at Han Muye.

The figure of the Great Rock Dao man flashed, and he raised his hand to catch the sword pill.

"Takejuku."

He spoke softly.

With his voice, the sword pill let out a joyful vibration.

This scene made the corners of Zhang Yangyu's eyes twitch slightly.

This sword pill has been in his hands for countless years, and he has been silent, but he didn't expect to hand it over, and he immediately felt it.

Could it be that this sword path immortal is really the one who is destined to return?

Shaking his head, taking a breath, and no longer looking at the sword pill, he walked up to Han Muye and said, "Han Qixian, my Sushan Dao Sect is willing to form an alliance with the Nine Xuan Sword Sect and conspire for the position of the Nine Sects. ”

……

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yangyu flew away.

Han Muye didn't talk to him much.

The alliance that Zhang Yangyu asked for was not something for him Han Muye to worry about.

Zhang Yangyu came to find Han Muye, but he just passed on a message and showed his attitude.

Originally, Zhang Yangyu came to explore Han Muye's cultivation methods, if he felt that Han Muye's strength was insufficient, he could still guard a distance and be a favor.

As a result, he felt that his thoughts were redundant.

If you really fight, you may not be Han Muye's opponent.

The swordsmanship of this young generation is unimaginably strong.

Waiting for Zhang Yangyu to leave, the Great Yan Daoist handed the sword pill in his hand to Han Muye.

"This sword pill is called Wusu, and it is also one of the sword pills in his Zhou Tian Sword Formation."

The Great Rock Dao man showed a complicated look on his face, and said in a low voice: "In fact, there are not many sword pills circulating in the Western Frontier, and apart from him, there are very few people who can make the sword pills to the transformation realm. ”

The sword pill cultivation envoy is extremely consuming spiritual energy sword intent, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to learn and master.

By the time of cultivation to the point of attainment, most people had given up on the sword pill.

Only a strong man like Yuan Tian Jianzun used the sword pill to spread the sword array, and his combat power was overwhelming.

The sword pill in his hand is of high grade enough to not rot for ten thousand years.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and beckoned the sword pill to enter, and saw that this sword pill was like a green jade, warm and round, and a faint spiritual light flashed on it.

Holding the sword pill, a sword qi was quietly infused.

Pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The forging process is the same as that of other sword pills, and the refining method is no different.

The sword pill entered the hands of Yuan Tian Jianzun, and followed him rampant all over the world, without a trace.

Every time I watch the life picture of Yuan Tian Jianzun, it always makes people's blood boil.

Swordsmanship is unparalleled, and the world can go.

This kind of uninhibited practice is the most enjoyable.

Such a person can be regarded as a real sword cultivator.

"Hum—"

The sword pill sounded lightly, and a faint sword qi swirled.

This sword pill Zhang Yang has been warm for many years, but it is infused with a lot of sword qi in it.

There were also people in the Sushan Dao Sect who had cultivated this sword pill before.

The picture flashed, and Yuan Tian Jianzun's swordsmanship of using this sword pill to penetrate and kill people was comprehended by Han Muye.

Comprehend swordsmanship and point to the stars.

"Whoa—"

Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword pill flashed, with a scream, and crashed into ten zhang away.

"Bang-"

In the darkness ten zhang away, a figure was directly knocked out of the hundred zhang away.

Swordsmanship, point stars.

The imperial envoy sword pill, a hundred miles in an instant, under one blow, is like a star impact, weighing more than ten thousand jun!

The Great Rock Daoist looked at this flashing sword light, with a complicated expression on his face, and whispered in his mouth: "Is this a point star?" Can you really comprehend his swordsmanship? ”

A hundred zhang away, the old man in the green robe who was knocked out showed a trace of horror on his face, looking at the sword pill hanging in the air.

"Han Qi's immortal methods are really as extraordinary as the legend."

"It is indeed the great enemy of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect."

"No wonder Zhang Chengzong asked me to help."

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