The sword light is like a rainbow, attracting thousands of sword intents!

When the sword light on Han Muye's body rose, hundreds of thousands of sword pills on the Dan Cultivation Sword Formation shook.

The face of the three thousand sword cultivators who were already about to penetrate the sword formation changed greatly.

This sword array changed in an instant!

Endless sword qi is intertwined and swayed, and the sword intent is condensed and difficult to distinguish!

The sword array, which was originally mainly defense-oriented, was about to reverse at this time, turning into a peerless fierce array with terrifying attack power!

As soon as the formation changed, the void was instantly cold.

The three thousand sword cultivators who fell on top of the sword formation couldn't stand in front of this cold sword intent.

These sword cultivators are also experienced, and when the sword light flashes, they are about to retreat.

"Jinkun, blindside!" Han Muye let out a low snort.

Jin Kun did not hesitate, his whole body burst with golden light, and countless dazzling golden blades flew out.

Magical powers, blindfolding!

The golden blades directly crossed the space and appeared in front of the three thousand sword cultivators, covering the eyes of all of them.

A blind eye!

The golden blades blocked all gaze, leaving darkness in front of them.

Their eyes were blocked, and these sword cultivators couldn't tell the direction, and they had nowhere to fly for a while.

It's messy!

Even after a hundred battles, at this time, these sword cultivators were in a mess.

"Boom-"

Below, the endless killing sword qi rising from the sword array was vertical and horizontal.

This is the sword path raging caused by the Zhou Tian Great Array composed of 360,000 sword pills!

The sword light is endless, converging into a dragon!

The sword is the dragon, and the dance is nine days!

The three thousand sword cultivators bore the brunt of the sword path dragon in front of them, and they couldn't even resist at all.

The stegosaurus roared and devoured the three thousand sword cultivators.

When the stegosaurus passed through, the sword qi on the three thousand sword cultivators was shattered, and the sword intent condensed in the chest and abdomen was assimilated, and it was consumed by the sword pill and turned into nothing.

The sword array changes, and three thousand sword cultivators are wiped out in one breath!

The three thousand sword light dissipated, and then on top of the large array, it was torn apart by the condensed sword light revealed by the sword pill.

Death, the way is gone.

This change was only three breaths, whether it was Demon Wujian or Huang Tingzhuo, those Dan Xiu below, including the Mask Sword Cultivator standing on the deck of the flying boat, did not react.

"Boom-"

Three thousand swords cultivated to death, the power of the sword array soared to the sky, and the sword intent dragon led the sword light to crash towards the demon army.

In the void, the power of feedback began to fall.

The pillar of light fell on those Dan Xiu, causing a ray of spiritual light.

"Rewind—"

Demon Wufang's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.

The sword path dragon roared, and the demon army that had not formed an army formation could not be stopped at all!

"Boom-"

The demon flew flawlessly, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards the head of the kendo dragon.

But the long dragon transformed by the sword array was extremely agile, just a swing of the tail, it dodged the sword light, and then shattered into endless sword light, rushing towards the demon army.

The sword light rushed by, and the millions of demon troops were scattered.

Heavy casualties!

The powerful million demon army was impacted by the sword light transformed by the sword path dragon, and at least half of it was lost!

This is the capital of the Devil in the Dao Struggle!

Seeing his team's hard work like this, the demonic qi on Mo Wuji's body turned into a black pillar of smoke, looking up to the sky and roaring.

He lowered his head, his eyes red, and stared at Han Muye in the distance.

The masked sword cultivator on the immortal boat trembled and slowly turned his head.

"It's ...... you"

He gritted his teeth and pointed his long sword at Han Muye.

He was a sword cultivator, so naturally it was easy to see who did all this.

If it weren't for Han Muye's power to induce the sword array, how could the three thousand sword cultivators under his command die in an instant?

When Jian Xiu's gaze fell on Han Muye, when the long sword pointed at him in the air, it was like a huge peak pressing down on his head.

Words and deeds are reasonable, and positioning is located in the air.

This is a great sword cultivator with an extremely strong kendo cultivation!

"Jinkun, you go to my uncle's side." Han Muye raised his hand and pushed, and Jin Kun's body floated towards Huang Tingzhuo's side.

Pushing Jin Kun away, a cyan long sword appeared in Han Muye's hand.

It's not the Green Shadow Sword, but a refined magic weapon sword.

He rarely uses magic weapons and swords, because he has always aimed to sharpen his swordsmanship, and the use of swords can be done with his hands.

But today, he uses a magic sword.

The Seven Yao Sword Sect is a strong sword master, with a condensed sword intent, and has become the light of the Great Dao, such a great sword monk is worth fighting!

The battle intent is soaring into the sky, and the sword intent is condensed.

"Tianxuan Sword Cultivator Han Muye, come to ask for advice-"

Han Muye drank in a low voice, pointed the sword in his hand forward, and stepped out.

Huang Ting's eyes narrowed, looking at Han Muye, whose sword light was like a dragon, and whispered softly: "Han Muye, Muye, hehe, then the other identity, it's not difficult to guess, right?" ”

"Sure enough, it's a battle of avenues, and there will be immortal geniuses coming out."

"Hope, this is providential ......"

Han Muye didn't care if it was providence.

At this time, he was fully focused on the long sword in his hand.

The sword, with endless sharpness, a thousandth of a breath, slashed directly on the flying boat.

"Boom-"

The flying boat burst and was split in half by a sword.

Then, on the shattered flying boat, a sharp sword light quietly appeared, stabbing at Han Muye's chest.

Han Muye had already expected that as soon as the long sword turned, the blade of the sword caught up, without any fancy.

"When—"

The two swords clashed, and Han Muye's figure was knocked out of the way.

If it is the Blue Shadow Sword, this blow, the long sword will be damaged.

"Out-of-body overhaul."

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand pointed at the big sword cultivator who was slowly stepping into the air.

At this time, the mask covered by the Great Sword Cultivator of the Seven Yao Sword Sect who was dressed in white had been shattered by Han Muye's sword, and the aura on his body was dignified, and the tyrannical sword light swirled around his body.

Around forty years, his face is square, but the cruelty revealed in his eyes seems to be about to turn into substance.

"The deity Seven Yao Sword Sect Zhu ignored it, and cultivated the Seven Yao Three Star Sword Technique for three thousand eight hundred years."

"I, the Seven Yao Sword Sect, cultivate swords with the spirit of killing, and emphasize the way of the sword."

"You can kill these disciples who came with me, the deity doesn't care."

Zhu ignored the sword in his hand, and a gloomy trace of sword light flowed, causing the surrounding void to vibrate and roar softly.

This is the condensation of power too much, triggering the suppression of the power of space.

In the land of Dao contention, the power of the great monks is aggregated, reincarnation and cause and effect are not obvious, and the power of space can be attracted, which is already the top power.

"If you abandon the sword at this time and become a sword slave under the throne of the deity, the deity can leave your life for a hundred years."

The power of the vibrating space poured out from the long sword in Zhu Wuzhi's hand, instantly enveloping the void around Han Muye's body.

Space frozen.

Huang Ting raised his eyebrows and frowned, raised his hand to urge the power of the golden seal, but the crazy demon on the opposite side attracted the long knife and slashed down.

Demon cultivation, the more crazy he is, the calmer he is.

Demon Wufang wanted to stop himself from coming to the rescue of Han Muye.

But does this one really need to be rescued by himself?

Huang Tingzhu chuckled, the golden seal reversed, and the Pixiu phantom on it flew up, blocking the demon's impeccable sword light.

"Boom-"

The sword light collided with Pixiu, and the golden light was entangled with the dark magic light.

Over there, Zhu ignored the long sword in his hand and pointed at Han Muye's head.

"The deity gives you three breaths—"

Before he finished his words, Han Muye's figure, which was originally frozen in the void, had disappeared in place.

The space is frozen, not to mention that Han Muye himself can be broken, even if the crane wings are urged, he can get out in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already standing ten feet in front of Zhu Wuzhi.

"Okay—"

Zhu ignored the matter of not mentioning the sword slave again, and drank lowly, and the long sword stabbed out.

The sword light pierced through the void, and the sword blade appeared in front of Han Muye's chest.

Not only fast, but also broke the suppression of the void.

Before the piercing scream could be heard, it was frozen by the chill emanating from the sword light.

A great sword cultivator who is extremely good at controlling the power of space!

In addition to the power of the five elements, the power of space and thunder is the most lethal.

The Zhu Wuzhi that Han Muye met today was a sword cultivator who controlled the power of space.

It's just that Han Muye is also familiar with space power.

The illusory wings behind him moved lightly, and the sword light in front of him couldn't reach his chest.

This scene made Zhu ignore and change color.

It was the first time he had met a kendo practitioner who could match him in space.

"Hum—"

With a twist of the sword in his hand, the sword light exploded, and the twelve sword blades shattered, heading towards Han Muye under the hood.

This time, Han Muye raised his sword.

"I once practiced a hidden void sword technique, the power of breaking space, and the void Ling."

"Based on this, I deduce a sword, please look at it-"

Han Muye drank in his mouth, and the sword in his hand waved diagonally.

"The way of space, the first sword, no phase."

The sword is invisible, and there is no way.

Completely crossed the spatial constraints, and the sword light appeared in front of Zhu Wuzhi.

When this sword was slashed, the ten-zhang void between him and Zhu Wuzhi was infinitely elongated.

The space was so long that Zhu ignored the sword weapon in his hand and shattered directly.

Zhu ignored's face turned white in an instant, and his hand broke off the sword and slashed back fiercely.

But the moment the broken sword slashed, his eyes widened.

This blow is empty!

No phase!

Since there is no phase, nature is unpredictable.

The sword light you see is not the real sword light!

"Thorn-"

A blade of sword stabbed out of Zhu's right chest, with red blood.

The formless and phaseless sword actually stabbed out of Zhu Wuzhi's body!

With this sword, not only Zhu Wuzhi, who was deeply hidden in his chest, turned pale, but even the demon Wuji in the distance trembled in his heart.

Huang Ting's vertical face showed a different color, and he turned his head to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's sword path is actually not inferior to Confucianism?

"Bang-"

Zhu ignored a palm on his chest, shook out the blade of the sword, and then turned his head to look at Mo Wujian and Han Muye, gritted his teeth, and flew away.

If he does not flee, he will be seriously wounded, and he will surely throw his life here.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and made a move, and the blade of the severed sword fell into the palm of his hand.

The sword qi was infused, the aura poured in, and he saw the memory picture in the sword weapon.

Qiyao Sword Sect, stop killing with killing.

This sect emphasizes the strong of the weak, and all the disciples start from the outer gate, which is a layer of killing and selection.

To be able to step into the heavenly realm, they are all iron-blooded sword cultivators who have killed all the people of their generation and have been stained with countless blood on their swords.

Zhu ignored the cultivation to the out-of-body period, and killed all over his body, which can be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Han Muye did not object to sword cultivation to enter the Dao by killing, but such a way of completely sharpening with killing should not become a sect major.

It's just that the Qiyao Sword Sect is a double saint, and several half-saint great sword cultivators are in charge, and the strength of the sect is monstrous.

Such a great force can run rampant in the ordinary cultivation world.

The sword qi fed back, and the picture in Han Muye's mind dissipated.

Comprehend the swordsmanship of Qiyao March.

Comprehend the Seven Stars Sword Technique.

……

Pinching the blade of the sword, Han Muye looked up into the distance.

Zhu ignores the direction of escape, which is very interesting.

The sword light on Han Muye's body rose, and the sword in his hand was sharp, and he slashed down with a sword.

No phase.

The demon in the distance let out a low cry, and a black demonic mist swelled around him.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

Outside the demonic mist, countless sword lights intertwined and slashed, but they did not break through the defense after all.

When the sword light dissipated and the demonic fog disappeared, there was no longer a demonic figure in the same place.

The remnants of the hundreds of thousands of demon armies also slowly retreated.

Han Muye nodded to Huang Tingzhui, his body moved, and he flew away.

He harnessed the wings of the crane, and he did not hurry, and he fled in the void.

The sword just now injured Zhu Wuzhi, and also left a mark in his body, no matter how Zhu Wuzhi runs, it is impossible to get rid of it.

Ahead, Zhu Wuzhi had also discovered Han Muye's pursuit, changed direction several times, and quietly picked up speed.

But Han Muye was still unhurried and fell behind.

After walking 500,000 miles, Zhu ignored his figure and paused, as if he had made some decision, turned around, and disappeared.

Han Muye chuckled lightly and chased after him.

For three days, Zhu ignored faster and faster, until he landed in an area full of broken meteorites, and then disappeared completely.

Even the breath disappeared.

Even if it was the mark left by Han Muye before, it couldn't be found.

Is this kind of means a saint's shot?

Standing in place, Han Muye took out the blade of Zhu Wuzhi's broken sword, held it in his hand, and continued to explore the memories in it.

After a hundred breaths, he opened his eyes, and there was a deep spiritual light in them.

"I know where this is......"

This is the place where Huang Yishang found the ruins of extraterritorial sword cultivation.

Huang Yishang got a jade slip for refining sword pills, three sword pills, and some other good things.

Aligned with the memory in the sword pill, Han Muye let go of his hand to break the sword, and no longer searched for the location that Zhu ignored, but flew forward and fell.

Walking through countless meteorites, the surrounding space changes and turns into a virtual shadow.

"Smack."

When Han Muye landed on a meteorite that was no more than a hundred miles in size, he saw the staggered sword marks in front of him.

Here, there are sword cultivators who have fought against each other.

With his gaze sweeping, Han Muye could see through the sword moves revealed in this sword mark.

"Power Sword, Meaning Sword."

Whispering in his mouth, he walked slowly.

Under the cliff in front, there is a cave of 100 zhang.

Step into the cave, where you can see the traces of the long sword.

As he walked forward, he saw a familiar figure.

Huang Yishang.

However, at this time, Huang Yishang was already sitting cross-legged on the rockfall, his body was withered, and his breath was cut off.

He was seriously injured and came to this place to find an opportunity, but unfortunately, it seems that the opportunity was not found?

Han Muye walked up to Huang Yishang's remains and looked at a small jade-colored sword in his hand.

With a gesture of his hand, the small sword fell into his palm.

The sword qi penetrated, the aura was infused, and the small sword vibrated gently.

Pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

It's not a sword, but it's about a sword.

This is a seal that is related to a lineage.

Sword Pavilion.

It's not a three-story sword pavilion, it's not a five-story sword pavilion, it's a six-story sword pavilion that is related to the three-day inheritance of the immortal source world.

"Is there such a place in the Endless Sea?"

Looking at the group of islands that existed in the endless sea in the picture, Han Muye whispered softly.

It was in the depths of the Endless Sea, on vast islands, where many cultivators lived.

Most of these cultivators came by chance from various realms, and most of them were sword cultivators.

As for why he came to these islands, this made Han Muye interested.

Trade.

On these islands, you can trade with each other, and you can also trade with the monsters in the endless sea.

This is the only place in the endless sea where the human race and the demon beasts can live in peace.

The power of the Heavenly Dao here seems to be outside the Great Dao.

Shattered Star Island.

Looking up at the staggered horizontal lines on the stone wall in front of him, Han Muye was a little curious.

In the Land of Dao Contention, can this teleportation array teleported to Shattered Star Island still be used?

If it can't be used, how can Zhu ignore it disappear out of thin air?

Holding the jade-colored small sword in his hand, Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword intent fell on the formation pattern of the teleportation array.

"Hum—"

With a soft sound, there were faint ripples on the formation pattern that wrapped Han Muye's entire body.

By the time the ripples disappeared, Han Muye had already disappeared in place.

"Boom-"

Just as Han Muye disappeared into place, there was an exploding thunderbolt in the void.

"It's the means of the Endless Heavenly Venerable again, is the Endless Sea really going to be the enemy of my Immortal Source World?" In the void, there was a low shout.

"Forget it, Hu Daoyou, we are just a few of us who have survived the reincarnation and touched the fairyland of the skin of the long river of time, how can we be seen by Tianzun."

"It's better to preside over this battle in an safe and steady way, and see if you can get some benefits."

"Yes, the arrangement of the Endless Heavenly Venerable should not be mixed into the Dao Struggle, and he still can't look down on the opportunity of the Dao Struggle."

A few old voices rang out, and then the void slowly fell silent.

……

It was not the first time for Han Muye to travel through the spatial array.

When he was in the Southern Wilderness Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm, he had felt the great power of traveling through the world.

At this time, he felt again, and he had a more profound experience.

Without reincarnation and the power to control time, it is impossible to arrange such a teleportation formation.

It seems that behind Shattered Star Island, there is a great power that reaches the sky.

"Bang-"

Falling in the dark waters, the oncoming waves carry warm water vapor.

The power of water vein affinity penetrated, and Han Muye saw the fish swimming underwater.

In this endless sea, there is such a pure sea area?

Turning his head to look at the dark sea in the distance, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps, only the area around these islands is normal sea water, right?

This is a place specially arranged with great divine powers, like a Dao domain.

Han Muye stood floating on the water, turned his head, and saw a small wooden boat moving forward in the waves.

At the bow of the small wooden boat, a young man with his bare chest spread a large net and struggled to unscrew it.

When the net entered the water, the young man first slowly closed the net, and then quickly lifted the net with all his strength and pulled it onto the bow of the boat.

In the snare, large and small fish are jumping, as well as conch and shrimp.

Han Muye's body moved, and he landed on the bow of the boat.

At his feet, a broken sword hung over the net.

The broken sword that Zhu ignored.

Zhu ignored that he had indeed come to Shattered Star Island, but he didn't know what secret method he used to eliminate the mark he had left on him.

"Great, great sen—"

Han Muye's arrival made the young man who collected the net tremble and sat on the deck.

"Which island of Shattered Star Island is this?" Han Muye lowered his head and spoke softly.

"Fireflies, Firefly Island." The young man stammered and looked at Han Muye, as if he was expecting Han Muye to ask the location, so he hurriedly left.

It's a pity that after Han Muye heard the name of "Firefly Island", not only did he not leave, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Firefly Island?"

"Isn't the Imperial Sword Shop on Firefly Island?"

Looking at the young man who was sitting down, Han Muye warmed up and said, "What's your name?" ”

Ask your name?

The young man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly lay on the deck and kowtowed to Han Muye.

"Daxian, my family depends on me for support, don't let me sacrifice blood!"

"I still have two newborn dolls at home, and if I die, none of them will survive!"

Blood sacrifices?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it, holding the broken sword in the deck net in his hand.

The broken sword roared, and in the distance, the sound of a sword roar came.

"Uncle Shi, this is the person!"

Zhu ignored the low roar of gritting teeth.