When Han Muye walked to the mountain gate, outside the mountain gate, the sword light shone.

The two figures are staggered.

"When—"

A long sword flew down in front of Han Muye's feet.

The sword weapon of the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the long sword flew back into the hands of the defeated Inner Disciple of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

"Elder Han......"

The disciple's face was swollen and red, and he bowed to Han Muye.

"Your Yun Ze swordsmanship cultivation is not proficient enough, the trick just now is three points slower than the clouds, and when the sword is out, the sword move is not connected to the previous move."

Han Muye said lightly.

Hearing Han Muye's words, the disciple bowed down excitedly: "Thank you for your advice." ”

He didn't expect that Han Muye would give him a voice to instruct his swordsmanship.

Even if it's just one or two moves, if you practice it yourself, you can still improve your combat power.

Isn't it just like this little bit of progress in swordsmanship practice?

Whose cultivation is not one step at a time, earning asceticism?

Han Muye waved his hand and looked ahead.

On the bluestone square in front of the Nine Xuanjian Gate Mountain Gate, eight cultivators wearing green robes and white robes stood there.

All of them have swords, and they are obviously sword cultivators.

And by the style of the clothes, they are the same sect.

Tangshan Sword School.

Han Muye knows this shirt.

On the other side, seeing Han Muye, Yang Shao, who was wearing a white robe, whispered excitedly, and then led the girl in green clothes on his side to stride forward.

"Yang Shao, you betrayed my Santan Pavilion, what kind of face do you have to return——"

In front of the mountain gate of the Nine Xuanjian Gate, someone shouted in a low voice, flew forward, and the long sword was unsheathed.

Disciple of Santan Pavilion.

On the side of that person, there stood Su Chengyun and other Santan Pavilion disciples, all of whom had gloomy faces.

When the long sword arrived, Yang Shao's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at it, just raised his hand.

"Cangchang—"

The sword flashed.

The continuous sword light like waves swept the person who shot and threw it out several feet away.

Good swordsmanship!

This sword made the eyes of everyone around light up.

They are all practicing swords, and you can see at a glance which sword is good and which sword is not good.

Yang Shao's sword light is continuous, and he has already obtained the softest Dao intent in the water vein swordsmanship.

This sword can be fought in the realm!

The Sword Sect disciple who was thrown out by Yang Shao's sword got up, and a blank look flashed on his face.

When he was in Jianmen, although Yang Shao's swordsmanship was better than him, he was only a little better.

Over the past year or so, he has participated in several major battles, and his cultivation and combat strength have improved a lot.

On the other hand, Yang Shao betrayed the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, became a loose cultivator, and was hunted down by a bounty, it would be good to survive, how many chances of improvement can he have in his cultivation and combat power?

When he took out the sword just now, he just wanted to take down Yang Shao with a sword.

Winning the traitorous Yang Shao, this is more or less a credit, and it can also save his face in Santan Pavilion.

But as a result, he didn't even take a sword.

Yang Shao, what kind of adventures have you had in the past year or so?

Yang Shao walked ten zhang away in front of Han Muye.

Can't go any further.

Lin Shen took a step forward and blocked in the middle.

Yang Shao stood there and bowed to Han Muye: "Senior Brother Han, Yang Shao came to pay a visit." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the girl in green clothes beside him: "Xu Ying, this is Senior Brother Han." ”

Hearing Yang Shao's words, the girl raised her head, looked at Han Muye, then lifted her dress, knelt on the bluestone slab, and bowed to the ground.

"Xu Ying knelt down and thanked Senior Brother."

This kneeling is to deliver the news for Han Muye to help Xu Haosheng.

This kneeling is to leave a legacy for Han Muye to help the Xu family.

Looking at the scene in front of him, in front of the mountain gate, those disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect were all at a loss on their faces.

What's the situation?

Yang Shao bowed and shouted: "When the elder of the Santan Pavilion fell to the elder of the Santan Pavilion, and when Senior Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion received the sword from the teacher, he received a message from the remnant soul of the teacher. ”

"The teacher has a bloodline inheritance."

"Yang Shao was entrusted by Senior Brother Han to fulfill his teacher's last life, take Senior Sister Xu Ying out of Western Xinjiang, and protect the Xu family's bloodline."

His voice was loud, and the tears of the kneeling girl rained down.

The Xu family was destroyed in the hands of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

But she was saved by the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, and the ancestor of the Xu family was a member of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

There is grace and hatred, at this moment, all emotions are surging into my heart.

Yang Shao spoke, and all the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect at the mountain gate changed their expressions, looking at Han Muye, and then at Yang Shao.

Yang Shao, who is a traitor, is actually a person who carries out the master's last orders, and is affectionate and righteous?

As a sword cultivator, upholding the way of the sword, the most important thing is to pay attention to love and righteousness first.

At this time, listening to Yang Shao, in order to save the descendants of the master's bloodline, he did not hesitate to have a good future and defected from the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, and everyone had complicated faces.

There is admiration, and there is regret.

On the other side of the water vein, many people's expressions changed, and some people stopped talking.

couldn't help but look at Han Muye.

Whether this matter is true or not, Han Muye still needs to speak.

In front of everyone, Han Muye spoke: "Yang Shao, your choice is good. ”

Hearing his words, Yang Shao nodded excitedly.

After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked at the girl in Tsing Yi kneeling on the stone slab: "Elder Xu Haochang hopes that you can live well, as for the rest, you don't need to care." ”

The girl raised her head, looked at Han Muye, and slowly got up.

There were tears on her face, but there was hatred in her eyes.

"Old Ancestor and Senior Brother Yang protect me, I remember this kindness Xu Ying."

She turned her head to look at the mountain gate of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, and gritted her teeth: "The Nine Xuan Sword Gate destroyed the revenge of my Xu family, and I can't help but take revenge." ”

As her words fell, a middle-aged swordsman wearing the robes of the Tangshan Sword Sect took a step forward.

"Boom-"

With this step, the sky-high sword intent turned into sword light, and the cyan of the sword light contaminated the clouds and stirred the wind and clouds.

The mountain protection array on Jiuxuan Mountain was instantly activated, and a golden light curtain was waved.

"Donghai Daoyou, do you really want to do it before my Nine Xuan Sword Gate Mountain Gate?"

On the top of Jiuxuan Mountain, a voice came.

Tuoba Cheng's voice.

"Wang Dang of the Sword Sect in Xiatangshan, the seventh in the inner gate."

The middle-aged man who condensed the sword light raised his hand and saluted towards the mountain gate: "I came today to seek justice for my junior sister Xu Ying on the order of my master Ling Taozhen." ”

He raised his hand, and a long sword in his hand transformed.

"The Western Frontier Sword Dao, the strength of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect is extraordinary, and the name of the Sword Dao Immortal is spread throughout."

"I challenge the junior disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect today, if there is a sword that can defeat the sword in my hand, my Tangshan Sword Sect will no longer ask about Senior Sister Xu Ying's personal grudges from now on."

Raising his eyebrows, Wang Dang's eyes revealed a fine light: "Shizun said that Senior Sister Xu Ying's talent is ten times stronger than mine, and if no one can beat me in the descendants of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect today, Senior Sister Xu Ying will sweep through Jiuxuan Mountain one day." ”

The words fell, and the clouds shook.

At this moment, there seems to be a general trend between heaven and earth.

Han Muye's gaze crossed Wang Dang and landed on the old man with a sword on his back with a long robe and black beard.

The Tangshan Sword Sect would not let a few junior disciples come to the Western Frontier.

This sword cultivator who supports him has been able to sense the general trend of heaven and earth, not only the sword path cultivation is to reach the sky, but his own aura cultivation has also reached the heavenly realm.

A Heavenly Realm came to the Western Frontier to seek revenge for Xu Ying?

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

No matter how much the junior disciples are valued, they don't have such treatment.

Tangshan Sword sent everyone here with another task.

And eighty percent of this task is related to himself.

Is it for the Fire Source Realm?

The current challenge is just to consider the strength of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect and see if the Nine Xuan Sword Sect is qualified to form an alliance with the Tangshan Sword Sect.

In the cultivation world, it has always been important to have equal strength in order to become friends.

Before the mountain gate, no one responded to Wang Dang for a while.

The cultivation he showed was extraordinary, and he had no territorial combat power, so he was simply delivering food.

The Tangshan Sword Sect is a great sect in the East China Sea, its inner gate is the seventh, and its strength is so strong, among the junior powerhouses of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, perhaps only those one or two can resist.

"I'll do it."

A moment later, a young man in a white robe and carrying a long black sword stepped forward.

The fourteenth inner gate of the Nine Xuanjian Gate, Luo Dongyang.

Luo Dongyang is the descendant of the elder, and the swordsmanship is the inheritance of the wood vein, and he rarely goes to the spiritual land, and he does not have much intersection with Han Muye.

At this moment, he strode forward, raised his hand, and unsheathed his sword behind his back.

A magnificent sword light condensed.

This sword light is faint, compared with Wang Dang's magnificent sword light, it is more than a step behind.

However, the competition between sword cultivators is not only based on cultivation and sword light, but also on their own experience, their response when they are about to fight, and their own swordsmanship inheritance.

"Nine Xuan Sword Gate Luo Dongyang, come to receive the teaching." The words fell, and the sword light had already been cut down.

A long verdant bamboo instantly appeared on the bluestone square, wrapping Wang Dang in the bamboo forest.

Artistic conception.

This green bamboo is transformed by sword intent, showing a profound understanding of kendo cultivation.

As soon as the green bamboo came out, there was an uproar at the mountain gate.

"Senior brother has been able to condense the artistic conception of green bamboo!" Someone whispered in surprise.

Obviously, this is Luo Dongyang's fellow doorman.

On the side of the person who spoke, there were also several people in white robes, with envy on their faces.

"Luo Dongyang is the fourteenth in the inner gate, right, this kind of cultivation is the combat power, and he is only the fourteenth in the inner gate?" Someone whispered, a look of disbelief on his face.

Condensing this kind of sword intent, the combat power is extremely strong, even those deacons and elders in the door, it's nothing more than that, right?

Could it be that the top ten disciples of the inner gate can surpass the realm elders in terms of combat power?

With this sword, those people who came with the Tangshan Sword Sect all showed a trace of solemnity on their faces.

Yang Shao looked at Han Muye, and saw that Han Muye's expression did not change in the slightest.

On his side, the girl Xu Ying clenched her fists tightly, her eyes staring at Wang Dang's position shrouded in green bamboo.

"Boom-"

There was a bang, and there was water vapor in the green bamboo.

The water vapor just started, and it suddenly turned into a water dragon, and with a roar, the water dragon crashed through the bamboo forest and came towards Luo Dongyang.

The bamboo forest was broken, and Luo Dongyang was shocked, and his face turned pale.

Seeing the water dragon hit his head, he let out a low shout, and the sword in his hand turned into a brilliant streamer, and he slashed down with a sword against the water dragon.

"Whoa—"

The sword splits the water dragon.

It's just that half of it has been split, and the remaining half has already hit Luo Dongyang, knocking him upside down and flying out.

At the mountain gate of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, a spiritual light swept over and caught Luo Dongyang.

Defeated.

The fourteenth inner gate of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, Luo Dongyang, who condensed into sword intent, was defeated with one sword.

Even if he knew that Luo Dongyang was difficult to win, no one thought that Luo Dongyang would lose so easily.

"The fourteenth of the inner door?" As soon as the long sword was drawn, the water dragon turned, and Wang Dang's face showed pride: "I am the fourteenth in the inner gate of the Tangshan Sword Sect, and I am better than you." ”

This comparison, that is, the Tangshan Sword Sect is stronger than the Nine Xuan Sword Sect?

Is the overall strength strong, the swordsmanship inheritance strong, and the disciples' qualifications and talents are strong?

Outside the Sword Gate, all the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect were discolored.

Those Sword Sect elders who were hidden behind also looked solemn.

Winning or losing is small, and the face of the sect is big.

If Wang Dang wins Luo Dongyang with one sword, and then praises a few words of Jiuxuan Sword Sect's swordsmanship, it will be enough to go over with a big face.

But now Wang Dang said a word, and the Nine Xuan Sword Gate was slammed against the wall.

Today, if among the juniors of the Sword Sect, no one can defeat Luo Dongyang, then the face of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate will be lost, and even the face of the entire Western Frontier Sword Cultivation will be lost.

It is also a strong name for kendo in the East China Sea.

Wang Dang turned his head, raised the sword in his hand, and looked at Han Muye, who was standing still.

"Nine Xuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion Han Qi Immortal."

"The one I want to challenge the most is you."

In his eyes, there was a battle intent rising, as if he wanted to reveal his eyes.

"Mr. Mo Yuan's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is rampant in the East China Sea, and our sword cultivators all admire it."

"He is willing to pass on the swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but he is not a disciple."

With Luo Dongyang's words, the East China Sea sword cultivators behind him all had battle intent in their eyes, staring at Han Muye.

"Han Qixian, I'm curious, why can you become the only disciple of Mr. Mo Yuan."

"Your name as an immortal has a bit of a level."

The words fell, and the sword light rose.

The long sword in Wang Dang's hand slashed towards Han Muye.

The water dragon beside him let out a long groan and pounced towards Han Muye.

"Bold!" At the gate of Jianmen Mountain, there were elders of Jianmen who drank lowly, but before they could make a move, they were stunned.

Behind Wang Dang, on the black-bearded old man's body, a sharp sword light flashed away, slashing in front of the light shield of the Sword Gate Mountain Protection Array, leaving a long mark.

"Stop!" There were many Sword Sect disciples who wanted to fly to block Wang Dang's Water Dragon Sword Intent, but they felt heavy on their shoulders.

This is the coercion of the Heavenly Realm powerhouse.

An East China Sea Heavenly Realm overhaul the door and block the door, and he wants to sweep the face of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate!

"Don't!" Yang Shao's eyes widened, and Xu Ying beside him covered his mouth.

Han Muye has the name of a kendo immortal, but when he came to Xijiang, he knew that Han Muye's cultivation had been lost.

Wang Dang is like a dragon and a sword, can a mortal who has lost his cultivation take it?

Looking at the water dragon that hit him, Han Muye shook his head, and his face did not change in the slightest.

He didn't make a move.

No, you don't.

Lin Shen stepped forward and blocked the water dragon.

"Get out."

"Boom-"

With a low shout, the water dragon exploded in response to the sound and turned into churning clouds.

Wang Dang, who took out the sword, turned pale, and his steps retreated again and again.

The sword intent was broken, his mind was shocked, and the sword qi all over his body collapsed, almost not hurting the meridians.

With a sound of water dragon sword intent, Lin Shen took another step.

An extremely dignified sword intent rose.

Wang Dang, who originally wanted to make a move, changed his face again, and his steps retreated.

The black-bearded old man who was standing behind him before narrowed his eyes, and his figure flashed in front of Wang Dang, and then he raised his hand, and a sword light turned into a wave of water.

At the moment when this water wave first appeared, Lin Shen had already drawn his sword.

Draw tens of millions of swords, crack stones and destroy mountains!

Holding the hilt of the sword, Lin Shen's whole person instantly seemed to turn into a god, and the power of the condensed mountains exploded.

This sword, fast.

This sword, Lie.

This sword is in the hand and in the heart!

There is a sword in the heart, and the mountains and rivers can be destroyed!

"Boom-"

The sword light slashed directly at the waves of water attracted by the black-bearded old man.

This sword made the black-bearded old man's face sink.

The water waves were directly torn apart by the sword light!

The sword move of the Heavenly Realm Overhaul couldn't stop this sword!

The black-bearded old man raised his hand, and it was another sword.

The second wave of water came out.

"Wow-"

The water is shining, and the waves are rolling.

A heavy layer of fine lines, with the power of reduction, wrapped around the blade of the sword.

It was visible to the naked eye that the sword light was entangled.

Lin Shen's sword light was hidden in the second wave of water, disappearing into invisibility.

The head of the Sword Pavilion Lin Sect is so strong!

Outside the mountain gate, those Sword Sect disciples all looked at Lin Shen in horror.

When the sword started just now, the mountains and rivers shook, making people lose their spirits, and it was a half-step Heavenly Realm great cultivator who made a move, but that's it, right?

Lin Jiaotou, how strong is it?

Sword Pavilion, what kind of opportunity does it have?

The black-bearded old man looked at Lin Shen, who had returned the sword to the sheath in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Junior disciples are vying, if you interfere like this, I'm afraid you'll lose your identity, right?" ”

Lin Shen's sword was received by the half-step Heavenly Realm, and if he was caught off guard, he would be embarrassed.

Such a kendo cultivation will definitely not be possible without two hundred years of cultivation.

In the cultivation world, the default younger generation of disciples is before the age of 100.

Lin Shen, a senior master, shot directly at Wang Dang, which was completely disregarding the face of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

On the black-bearded old man's body, a dazzling sword light shimmered, and his eyes revealed a terrifying halo.

Lin Shen stood there, his body was like an abyss, and he didn't let a point.

"Ahem," Han Muye, who was standing in the back, coughed lightly, and then said, "This senior, Sect Leader Lin is my Sword Pavilion Sword Protector. ”

"He's not over forty years old this year."

Before he reached forty, he already had such combat power!

Those Tangshan Sword Sect disciples were all wide-eyed.

Many disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect also twitched the corners of their mouths.

In Lent, the vast majority of the inner and outer disciples were older than the head of the Lin Sect.

This guy has been a sect leader in the outer sect for a long time, and they all think that he is an old man of the sect.

It turned out that he was still a young guy.

The black-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, staring at Lin Shen.

A person's age is not a secret in front of the Great Monk.

Qi and blood, longevity induction, are all clear at a glance.

"Really......" The black-bearded old man showed a trace of astonishment on his face, and then said in a low voice with a complicated expression: "The Nine Xuan Sword Gate in the Western Frontier is really the Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger." ”

He turned his head and looked at Wang Dang behind him: "Wang Dang, you are not the opponent of this Lin Xiao Daoyou. ”

"Even Gu Yuanlong, the first of the inner gate of my Tangshan Sword Sect, is here, and I don't dare to say that I will win this one."

Hearing his words, a trace of loss flashed on Wang Dang's face, he nodded, and arched his hand towards Lin Shen, just as he was about to speak, Han Muye's voice came again.

"Although Lin Jiaotou is a younger generation, he has another adventure, and his combat strength has surpassed his peers."

"Use his combat strength to meet the challenges of the younger generation, and win without force."

What do you mean?

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

Those sect elders also frowned.

The strength of Lin Shen's sword just now was unimaginable.

With such a sword, it has surpassed the vast majority of the elders in the Sword Sect.

This sword also suppressed the people of the East China Sea.

With this sword, I won the challenge, and today's ending was perfect.

But why did Han Muye say that this game was not a martial victory?

Lin Shen is not martial, in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, who else can defeat the challenger of the East China Sea?

Han Muye's gaze crossed Lin Shen and the black-bearded old man and looked at Wang Dang.

"You want to challenge me, right?"

Wang Dang was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

"You are confident that the swordsmanship of the East China Sea is stronger than that of the Western Frontier, right?" Han Muye spoke again.

Wang Dang glanced at Lin Shen, then nodded.

This one, it doesn't count.

Do it all over again.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Dang looked at Han Muye: "If Han Qi is willing to teach-"

Speaking of this, he said aloud: "Even if you suppress cultivation, you can fight with swordsmanship." ”

Didn't Han Muye lose his cultivation, then it was not compared to cultivation, only to swordsmanship.

It's not just Han Muye.

Just compared to swordsmanship, even if it was the sword protector of the Sword Pavilion in front of him, he Wang Dang was not afraid.

Hearing Wang Dang's words, Han Muye shook his head: "I will win against you, and I will not win with martial arts." ”

Wang Dang's face was stunned, his expression changed, and he only heard Han Muye speak again: "I have the inheritance of the five veins of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, just a few of them." ”

"It's okay to win."

After speaking, Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed to the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect standing outside the mountain gate: "These people, you can pick them at will." ”

"Compete in swordsmanship alone, challenge to win one, and you win today."