In the sky and on the ground, on the Jialing River, at this time, there was only the roar of a landslide.

A sword, split three hundred miles, the river was diverted.

When a practitioner cultivates to a high depth, he generally does not exert his great power on heaven and earth.

Because there is a way in heaven and earth, if you shoot at heaven and earth at will, you will be hated by heaven and earth.

But in the final analysis, a sword can split mountains and rivers for 300 miles, how many people are there in Western Xinjiang?

This kind of power is the combination of sword power and practice.

Sword momentum, borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

With the power of heaven and earth, the mountains and rivers are broken, and although the heavens and the earth are shaken, they will not be jealous.

"Senior Brother Tuoba, remember that you used a sword in the Flame Demon Valley at the beginning, and later, it seems that someone also slashed a sword there?" At the head of the clouds, someone suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Tuoba Cheng nodded and said, "He is also a subordinate of Sanshi Zhai. ”

Sanshi Zhai!

The master of Sanshi Zhai, isn't it Tuoba Cheng?

That hundred-year-old Jin Dan, a kendo genius who condensed into a sword momentum, was a disciple of Tuoba Cheng!

Countless exclamations on the clouds.

Tuoba Cheng's eyes fell below, and his heart was full of emotion.

Sanshi Qinghu Lin Chongxiao was his most proud disciple back then.

For Lin Chongxiao's younger brother, Tuoba Cheng became a disciple, but he never cared much about it.

Lin Shenxiu drew his sword for tens of millions, and Tuoba Cheng did not stop it.

Lin Shen has been stumbling for more than ten years.

Until he met Han Muye and stepped into the Sword Pavilion.

After all, Lin Shen is a person from the Sword Pavilion.

It was the Sword Pavilion, and it was Han Muye who gave Lin Shen everything.

"Second Brother ......"

On the bank of the river, a female cultivator in Tsing Yi covered her mouth with her hand, tears rolling down her face like rain.

"Senior Sister Lin, then, that's your second brother?" On the side of the female cultivator in Tsing Yi, several female cultivators in the same clothes all shouted, and then held the female cultivator up.

The nun covered her mouth and nodded heavily.

Lin Yuxia.

Lin Shen's younger sister.

In the past three years, she has been practicing in the sect and has hardly had contact with Lin Shen.

Although the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate has been famous all over the world recently, and the name of the Sword Pavilion Han Qixian is also resounding, in Lin Yuxia's opinion, the second brother who has cultivated tens of millions of swords, has not been for decades, I am afraid that he is all nameless.

The second brother's talent is much worse than the eldest brother.

This time, she came with the seniors of the sect to watch the competition of the nine factions, and she never thought that she would see the second brother again.

When she saw the second brother again, what she saw was a top powerhouse who cut through three hundred miles of mountains and rivers with one sword, one person and one sword, and blocked tens of thousands of elites in Western Xinjiang from moving forward.

Second brother, I finally did it.

"If you want to live, go and find a dragon boat to carry it, and each boat will carry ten people."

"Move forward in an orderly manner, and then grab the waterway, you are the enemy of my Nine Xuan Sword Gate."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

It's not to grab the dragon boat, it's to let these sect elites who broke the dragon boat follow the dragon boats of other sects.

Without the dragon boat of his own sect, he lost the qualification to compete for the position of the nine factions.

But following the dragon boats of other sects, you can save your life.

The water demons in the rear, as well as the arrogance of those powerhouses of the great sects, all made these sect elites sober.

With his own combat power, let alone competing for the seats of the nine factions, he can't even save his life at all!

"Brother Hu Chao, we traveled side by side back then, and today I come to take refuge, maybe take it in?"

"My Siyue Sword Sect promises to withdraw from the competition, and I hope which sect can take it in."

"Ladies and gentlemen of Wushan Dao Sect, my Qingyang Sword Sect and you are also old neighbors, take one in."

The call on the reef sounded, and on the dragon boat, there were also those who took the initiative to solicit.

In just a moment, one after another figures flew down on the dragon boat.

The dragon boat more than ten zhang long and ten more people are not crowded.

When these people come to board, they will help by default.

This is the rule set by Han Qixian of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

Propriety.

Someone looked up at the clouds that were disappearing in the sky.

In the nine factions rearranged in the big than the neutral rules.

This is the first time in thousands of years, right?

Jiuxuan Sword Sect, do you really have the heart to compete for the first sect in Western Xinjiang?

At this moment, everyone's gaze changed when they looked at the Nine Xuan Sword Sect again.

"Jiuxuan Sword Gate, there is really the heart to win the Western Frontier......" On the bank of the river, someone sighed and whispered.

set the rules.

Determination.

All these means, is it the arrangement of the high-level of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, or is it the proposition of that Sword Dao Immortal?

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the reef in the middle of the river.

At this time, there was only Han Muye in a green robe left on the reef, and Lu Gao who was standing behind Han Muye with black veil on his eyes.

"Ninety."

Ahead, Gu Yuanlong's voice was high-pitched.

The sword light in his hand was already three hundred zhang, and the sword qi he swayed was raging, stirring up a raging tide on the river.

The swordsmanship of the East China Sea is like this, one sword is stronger than another, like a wave rushing, endless.

"Ninety-five."

"Ninety-six."

……

Gu Yuanlong had one person and one sword, blocking the water demon waves.

Without Lin Shen's sword light of three hundred miles, Gu Yuanlong's combat power was definitely not much weaker than Lin Shen.

In the rear, on both sides of the forest depth, dragon boats are galloping, going against the grain.

There was no scramble.

There is no need to fight for the Luoyan Gorge, which was cut straight by a sword.

The time of 100 breaths is coming.

Although Gu Yuanlong's sword light was brilliant and magnificent to the extreme, it was also to the limit.

Gather tens of millions of waves and turn them into a monstrous blow.

The swordsmanship of the East China Sea, the more the sword light prevails, the more it will collapse.

"A hundred."

Gu Yuanlong shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed down.

The sword light is brilliant to the extreme, and the water vapor is like a dragon, raging for ten miles.

Those water demons who were agitating waves were all pressed under the water, not daring to raise their heads.

"Roar—"

Several figures rushed out of the water.

Gu Yuanlong flew in front of Han Muye, his face slightly flushed, and he gasped in a low voice: "Senior Brother Han, Gu is fortunate not to be dishonored. ”

Han Muye nodded and said lightly: "Master Mo's sword has reached the realm of ten thousand swords returning to one, right?" ”

Hearing his words, Gu Yuanlong was stunned.

"After ten thousand swords are one, one sword will turn into ten thousand swords."

"When I go to the East China Sea, I'll show you what ten thousand swords are."

Han Muye whispered, his eyes did not move, looking at the waves that had gathered again because of Gu Yuanlong's retreat.

Gu Yuanlong held the hilt of the sword in his hand, his fingers were tense, and his arm trembled slightly.

Just now, at the moment when Han Muye said that ten thousand swords are one, and one sword turns into ten thousand swords, his heart trembled uncontrollably.

It's as if a mortal sword is suppressed by the sword qi before the spirit weapon level long sword.

How strong is Han Qixian's kendo cultivation?

"The water demon has arrived, aren't you leaving?"

"What is the Nine Xuan Sword Gate for?"

"It's not what the Nine Xuan Sword Sect is going to do, it's what Han Qixian wants!"

On the surrounding riverbank, everyone looked at the orderly progress in front of them, and the water waves that were getting closer and closer behind were all staring at Han Muye.

This sword path immortal of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect is not leaving at this time, does he have the ability to block the water waves with a sword?

"Use this reef as a base to block the water demon for an hour."

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.

Blocking the water demon for an hour?

When this sentence came out, the heavens and rivers were all stunned.

The water demon is endless, and there is a forbidden sky array, how to stop it?

An extremely strong kendo overhaul can only prevent the enemy from returning.

Jiuxuan Sword Sect, I'm afraid it is impossible to have such a strong person anymore, right?

If there is, isn't it against the sky?

"Cangchang—"

The two sword groans turned into one, and on the dragon boat of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, the new heir Hexuan flew up, and the two swords in his hands pierced through the waves and collided with a hundred-zhang fish.

The two sword lights were like fishes, and they didn't focus on them, only sparks sparked on the scale armor around the big fish's body.

The strength of this big fish is so strong, it definitely has the combat power of Jindan.

He Xuanqi has two swords and directly entangles one.

"I'll come."

Qi Shisan, who also had two swords, flew up, and the sword light in his hand flashed away.

One by one, figures rushed out, blocking the waves.

"Senior Brother Han, Yang Mingxuan is here to fight."

Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing the robe of the cyan Mingshan Sword Sect, moved, blocked in front of a big fish, and slashed down with a sword in his hand.

"Cang-" A sword light turned into a crescent moon and flashed between the waves.

The swordsmanship of the Yuehua Sword Sect and the String Moon, the Yuehua Sword Sect Wanyue.

The Nine Xuan Sword Gate really wants to block the water demon waves!

The terrifying thing is that with a single sentence from Han Qixian of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, there are really so many elite disciples with extremely strong strength.

There are many masters in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, as well as many allies, and Han Qixian responds to every call.

This kind of power really has the momentum to compete for the first place in Western Xinjiang!

On the head of the Heavenly Dome Cloud, many people quietly turned their eyes to the Lingdao Sect Wanhua Zhenren who was standing in front of them.

The Nine Xuan Sword Gate not only openly wants to compete for the first place in Western Xinjiang, but also steals the limelight in Luoyan Gorge, the key is that at this time, Han Muye wants to block the water demon.

All of this is provoking the rules set by the Spirit Dao Sect.

"Hehe, this son is Han Muye of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate Sword Pavilion who has the name of Sword Dao Immortal, right?"

"Blocking the enemy and killing demons is not a rule-breaking."

"It's just that the poor Dao is curious, with the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, can you really block this water demon for an hour?"

The expression on Wanhua Zhenren's face remained unchanged, with a hint of a smile, and he turned his head to look at Li Mubai beside him.

"Li Daoyou, this water demon is so strong, if it is really the power of one sect to block it for an hour, then we should forget the big ratio of our nine factions rearranged, and give it to each other."

Hearing his words, Li Mubai's face remained unchanged and he nodded slightly.

Can't stop an hour.

The slogan shouted by the Nine Xuan Sword Gate actually couldn't stop it for an hour at all.

It's just a deliberate bluff, which not only deters other sects, but also reaps the gratitude of those rescued sects.

It seems that this sword path immortal has become more refined in his means of speculating on people's hearts after his cultivation has been consumed.

On the bank of the river, someone chuckled, waiting for the Nine Xuan Sword Gate to retreat.

Don't think about it for an hour, a quarter of an hour? A cup of tea? Or—

In less than twenty breaths, Hexuan, who was the first to take out the sword, flew back on the reef.

His face was a little pale, his sword was in both hands, and the sword intent and spiritual light on his body were intertwined and surging, undulating.

The hundred-zhang big fish is too strong, and twenty breaths is already the limit.

If you insist on grappling, you will be desperate.

"Take it."

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Han Muye's hand.

He Xuanqi took the sword and caught it, with surprise on his face.

"This is the Immortal Pill?"

He let out a low breath and spread out his palm, which was a dark golden translucent pill.

The spirit patterns on this Dan are staggered, and the spiritual light flashes.

"Immortal Su Yang Dan, explode directly, enough for you to hold on to two hundred breaths."

Han Muye's face was calm: "Even if you have 100,000 jun, you can also fight with a sword." ”

Xianpindan!

It can make people carry 100,000 jun and fight with a sword!

In the sky, when the ancestor of the Mu family saw the elixir, he raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "This kid is really extravagant, such a seven-grade pinnacle elixir is also an immortal product, and one is the price of a million spirit stones." ”

"If you encounter something that is urgently needed, you can sell it for one and a half million spirit stones."

One and a half million spirit stones!

One and a half million spirit stones for a strong man insist on two hundred breaths!

"This pill can expand the tendons and veins of the dantian with a large amount of spiritual energy, and the immortal pill is the explosion of medicinal power, and the expansion power of the dantian and tendons can still be left."

"It's a good thing."

The ancestor of the Mu family shook his head and sighed lightly: "It's just such a good thing, I'm afraid there aren't many-"

Not much.

Not much, really.

There are only about 200 of them.

The elixir was as bright as a star, and it hung above Han Muye's head.

Two hundred pills, the halo shining on them made it difficult for people to open their eyes.

"The pill is here, take it when you need it."

"Don't keep it, just explode the refining."

"After this battle, I will give you one for each."

Han Muye's voice was not loud, but everyone heard it.

If you need to swallow the pill, take it yourself.

The immortal pill exploded directly, urging its medicinal power.

After the war, those who participated in the war were one for each person.

At this moment, whether it was on the river, in the sky, or on both sides of the riverbank, more and more cultivators were gathered, all of whom looked at Han Muye with blank eyes.

How many spirit stones are these pills worth?

Western Xinjiang, which sect can take it?

Which sect is willing to take it out?

Just to stop the enemy for an hour?

Above the clouds, the eyes of many Jindan overhaulers turned to the unmoving Tuoba Cheng in front of him.

Before the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, it first showed its strength, and then it showed its responsibility, but now, is it to show wealth?

"Boom-"

Below, the Immortal Pill in Hexuanqi's hand exploded, and the mighty power of medicinal power enveloped his body.

In an instant, his long hair stood on end, and his whole body was full of cyan aura.

"Happy!"

He Xuanqi shouted, his body turned into a streamer, and the two swords were unsheathed again.

Edgewood seeks fish.

Gu Yuanlong, who was standing in front of Han Muye, raised his hand and made a move, and a pill was in his hand.

"I'm going to kill again." He snorted, didn't swallow the pill, and flew away.

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

For this elixir, this guy is finally going to show his real skills.

"Brother Han, I might want a pill?" A voice came, and Duan Yihong, who was wearing a cyan robe and was tall, shouted.

Duan Yihong, the son of the Infernal Dao Sect, is a strong man who is carrying ten thousand jun and fighting against the tide.

"As long as you kill demons and block the enemy, anyone can take this Dan." Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he spoke loudly.

Duan Yihong laughed, and didn't go to take the pill, his body moved, and a hundred-zhang giant turtle phantom appeared behind him.

"Boom-"

The giant tortoise galloped and stepped out.

Baizhang's body hit the water and smashed out of the Dao Rag.

"That is Duan Yihong of the Infernal Dao Sect? It's so strong. In the distance, someone whispered.

"After all, it is one of the nine sects, how can the Infernal Dao Sect be bad? That is, does Duan Yihong have to form an alliance with Han Qixian? ”

Someone's eyes twinkled, looking at the blocked waves.

Shoot now, form an alliance with the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, kill the water demon, and you can also get the precious elixir, no loss!

"Senior Brother Han, Lucheng Dao Sect Sun Yuze is here to help you."

A sound, engulfed by wind and thunder, crashed into the waves.

"The River Spirit Sword sent Zhu Zixin to join in the fun."

"I'll do it too."

Voices sounded, and one after another sect elites flew out.

Those who dare to fight are all real strong people who have the confidence to carry ten thousand pounds and fight against the big demon.

Although the pill is good, it is not so easy to take.

If you don't have the strength to fight with the big demon, it's better to watch.

"Boom-"

Lu Gao slashed down with a sword, and the ten-zhang big fish in front of him was slashed on the head by a sword.

The big fish flipped over and was killed directly.

"What a hard head." Lu Gao shook his head and whispered.

Although this sword killed the big fish, it did not split it directly, but shattered the soul of the big fish.

Han Muye, who was standing on the reef, raised his hand, and a blue light led the waves and held the big fish.

"The body of the black turtle demon in the East China Sea is one, the terrain is cultivated, the black armor is strong, and the sword cannot be injured."

"One of the two hundred thousand spirit stones, who wants it?"

Han Muye shouted.

The entire battlefield was slightly quiet.

Can you do business?

"Haha, 200,000, cheap, brother, I want it!" On the bank of the river, there was a voice.

Turning his head, he saw a fat old man in a brocade robe standing on a stone cliff.

Jin Jialin.

The head of the Jin family in Western Xinjiang.

"Han Qixian, if you really want one of the 200,000 spirit stones, I want it too." Not far away, an old man in a green robe chuckled and spoke.

Han Muye looked at him and nodded slightly.

He shopkeeper.

He was the shopkeeper of the original Zhenling Treasure Shop.

Bai Suzhen's people.

Han Muye raised his hand and sent the two slain water demons over with water waves.

He didn't have a sword, and he didn't show great strength, and this water-resisting technique looked very ordinary.

The people watching the battle felt that there was only a faint aura surging on Han Muye's body.

"Spirit stone elixir, elixir elixir, pay now."

Han Muye's voice came.

Jin Jialin laughed and raised his hand to spill a puff of spirit beads.

Shopkeeper He also threw out twenty high-grade spirit stones.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and received the spirit stones and spirit beads, then wrapped most of them in spiritual energy and pushed them forward.

Two groups of spiritual energy, wrapped in spirit beads and spirit stones, flew forward.

One is for Lu Gao, and the other is for Duan Yihong, who just shot to kill the fish demon.

The spirit bead is easy to absorb, and the spirit stone is easy to carry.

Han Muye distributed it with each other, regardless of each other.

"Haha, there's still this money, okay." Duan Yihong laughed, grabbed the ball of spiritual light, and then crushed it, among which the spirit stones were put away, and all the spirit beads exploded.

"Bang-"

Ahead, another fish demon was killed.

"I want it!" On the bank of the river, some people shouted.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the body of the fish demon was sent over.

Then, in exchange for a bunch of elixirs.

At this moment, one figure after another flew out.

The spiritual light and sword light have turned from scattered at the beginning to magnificent.

Pieces of sword light and spells suppressed the surging waves.

On both sides of the river, more people joined the ranks of competing for the corpse of the fish demon.

This kind of big demon corpse, whether it is to refine the spirit weapon or absorb the blood, qi and bones in it, it is a big profit.

200,000 spirit stones, take it back and double it.

For a time, the river was in full swing.

Those who were waiting on the riverbank to observe the various sects even had the urge to rush into the river to pick up the bargain.

The corpses of the big demons can't be received, and those that are three or five feet long are also excellent......

The rearrangement of the nine factions in Western Xinjiang began tens of thousands of years ago, and it occurs once every tens of hundreds of years.

Every time, for the big sects that control the western Xinjiang, it is a major moment for the distribution of interests and the rise of the sects.

Every time, it is the fall of countless lives, the rise and withering of geniuses.

The power and glory of the sect are all tied to this.

This is the rule of Western Xinjiang, and this is the way that all sects in Western Xinjiang carefully follow.

However, today, all this is messed up.

Above the clouds, there was a blankness.

How did such an important big ratio become, business?

Wanhua Zhenren, who had always been indifferent, looked gloomy.

He snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and disappeared in place.

Li Mubai shook his head and left with him.

After a while, the water demon waves in the river slowly stopped.

The water demon is gone.

At this time, there were still two quarters of an hour before the hour limit set by Han Muye.

Everyone stood on the reef and waited.

Two quarters of an hour later, the river was calm.

"Won!"

On the bank of the river, on the surface of the river, countless cheers came.

Among them, there are many people who shake their heads with regret.

Why don't you attack?

I haven't earned enough yet......

Han Muye smiled, waved his hand, and one by one the pills flew out, and then flew and landed on the dragon boat.

The dragon boat moved forward, straight up the water.

"I lost a lot in this battle." The muttering of the people of the Great Rock Road came.

"It's not too much of a loss, I see that the cost of the elixir consumed by Gongzi when he was refining the pill has been recovered, and he has made a little profit." Zhao Yunlong whispered.

Han Muye chuckled silently and looked up at the sky.

He earned.

What you earn is not the spirit stone, but the human heart.

The prestige that the Spirit Dao Sect had accumulated over countless years in the Western Frontier was collapsing.

He broke the rules, and it was a barrier in people's hearts.

Ambition has taken root in everyone's hearts, so let him grow!

Thousands of miles upstream, on the flat river, on the dragon boat of the Lingdao Sect, Lu Qingchen, the head of the seven sons of the Lingdao, had a gloomy face.

"Han Muye of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect will ruin the plan of the blood sacrifice."

There was a sinister tone in his mouth.

"Then it's all gone." On the other side, Lu Qingyuan, who was sitting cross-legged, spoke coldly.

"Wait for the transaction between the body and the demon clan to be completed, break the seal, and summon the powerhouses of the fairy spirit realm to do it again." A faint voice sounded.

"Okay."

"Yes."

"Then wait."