Out of the imperial city, the Yongding River flows endlessly, until the east reaches the mouth of the Guanjiang River, and then divides into two roads, one around Dongshan County, to the East China Sea, and one into the Southern Wilderness.

The great river flows, and the fleets are innumerable.

All materials gather in the imperial city to nurture thousands of living beings.

Han Muye stood in front of the porthole, looking ahead, above the big river, the water vapor was filled.

Today's Tianxuan, everywhere there are mountains and rivers are sealed by gods, and Shinto and Confucianism divide the power of people and incense.

In the same way, the Daomen and other cultivation sects will have the heart of rebellion.

How can we not be in a hurry when the foundation of cultivation is dismantled?

"Gongsun Qingfeng pays a visit to Mr. Makino." A middle-aged sword cultivator wearing a green robe and carrying a gray cloth wrapped sword weapon bowed to Han Muye.

The descendant of the first sword cultivator of the royal family.

Gongsun Shu broke through outside the realm, and his cultivation power was already the top of Tianxuan's side.

A few years ago, Gongsun Shu swept back to Zhongzhou and pacified several chaos.

It's just a chaotic battle outside the boundary, and Gongsun Shu left again and went to fight outside the boundary.

Gongsun Qingfeng Xiuwei also has the Heavenly Realm Yuan Infant Eightfold, and he is one of the strongest people among the descendants of the Gongsun family.

He is the guard of the cloud satin.

Yun Satin is the prince, and he has the name of Xuanyang Weitian Tiger, but in fact, he doesn't have much combat power in his own cultivation.

It's just that no one dares to offend.

Han Muye glanced at Gongsun Qingfeng, nodded and said, "With your cultivation, it is enough to protect the cloud satin." ”

"But this is going to the East China Sea, there is a lot of sword cultivation, don't care about winning or losing, don't have the heart to win."

Sword cultivators are arrogant, and sword cultivators in the East China Sea are strong, if Gongsun Qingfeng competes with those sword cultivators and forgets his duties, it will not be a good thing.

"Sir, rest assured, Gongsun Qingfeng knows his duties." Gongsun Qingfeng arched his hand and spoke.

He walked out of the cabin, and when he went to the deck, he saw Chu Jun Yun Satin and Sword Tiger Yellow Fat Tiger sitting side by side, eating spirit fruits.

Sword Tiger Yellow Fat Tiger is Mr. Makino's righteous daughter, and she is skilled in swordsmanship.

Huang Zhihu once challenged Gongsun Qingfeng, and when he suppressed his cultivation, Gongsun Qingfeng had no chance of winning.

"Have you met my stepfather?" Huang Zhihu turned his head, looked at Gongsun Qingfeng and said, "Brother Gongsun, why don't you talk to him?" ”

Han Muye and Lu Yuzhou are commensurate with each other, and they are extremely high in the imperial city.

Whether it is Qin Suyang or Yan Zhenqing, these semi-saint powerhouses, they all intersect with his peers.

In this way, the age of the yellow fat tiger also gives many people a headache.

Fortunately, Huang Zhihu is also clever, and when he meets a person with high cultivation, he is called an equal, and he can solve a lot of embarrassment with a big brother, and he is still close.

This is the case with Lu Yang.

"I admire Mr. Makino's Confucianism and Taoism, but as for kendo, I haven't seen it yet." Gongsun Qingfeng shook his head and said softly.

Hearing his words, Huang Zhihu smiled: "My father-in-law is known as a sword immortal in Western Xinjiang. ”

"Back then, he split the wall of heaven with a sword, and opened the gate of heaven with a sword."

Sword to open the gate of heaven?

Gongsun Qingfeng was stunned.

Yun Satin turned his head and said, "Han Muye of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate in Western Xinjiang? ”

Speaking of this, her eyes widened: "Sword Dao Immortal Han Muye, Dan Dao Cultivation Makino, and also, he is still, the mountain chief of the White Deer Mountain Academy......

Han Muye's identity is not a secret, and now, anyone with a heart can find out.

Western Xinjiang Kendo Immortal Han Muye.

Master Han Mu, the head of Bailu Mountain Academy in Shuxi County.

The name moves the imperial city, Dan Dao and Confucianism and Taoism are unique, and the Confucian Taoist monk Muye who is a god at the mouth of the river.

The three have no intersection, but they are famous all over the world.

Each of them has an unparalleled talent and unimaginable cultivation.

"Kendo Immortal?" Gongsun Qingfeng's eyes shone brightly, and he said in a deep voice: "When the Western Xinjiang opened the gate of heaven, I could go with a sword, I didn't have a chance to go, if I could-"

Speaking of this, he paused, remembering what Han Muye had just said.

There are countless sword cultivation in the East China Sea, and it cannot be easily challenged.

"Let's wait until the East China Sea is pacified."

……

Ten big ships, a total of 3,000 Xuanyang Guards, 10,000 Red Flame Army, and dozens of Confucian, Taoist and Lingdao monks.

Each of these great cultivators was a cultivator of the Jindan and even the Heavenly Realm.

Most of them are swordsmanship.

After all, it's going to the East China Sea, how can you go if you don't go to a kendo master?

Swordsmanship is known as breaking ten thousand laws with one sword, and ordinary magic practitioners go to the East China Sea, how can they calm the turmoil?

Han Muye was in retreat on the top floor of the flagship, and everything else was arranged by Cloud Satin and Yellow Fat Tiger.

The two of them were trained in the camp of the reserve commander, and they were very skillful in marching and arranging.

Except for the first few days of limited chaos, after that it was in order.

Especially the Yellow Fat Tiger, when he was a child, he tried in the secret realm of ten thousand demons in the Southern Wilderness, dealing with the strong people of all races, and later in the White Deer Mountain Academy, his intelligence and means were first-class.

In the Imperial City Academy, Huang Fat Tiger was alone, and he just broke into the reputation of Fat Tiger.

The sword tiger in the Xuanyang Weizhong is even louder.

Before leaving the imperial city, Cuicui and Shao Datian whispered that they were not worried that Huang Zhihu would suffer at all.

The fleet went down the water, five thousand miles a day.

In Han Muye's cabin, several phantoms stood bowed down at this time.

These phantoms all have flashes of Shinto practitioners' aura.

The water veins are right.

Going down the river, Han Muye summoned all the mountains and rivers along the way.

"Sir, there are three thousand Dao Sect cultivators in the Yunshen Gorge ahead." A mountain god in gold armor spoke in a deep voice.

"Mr. Yu, at present, the Daomen and Demon Cultivators of the eight southeastern counties have taken action, and there is a siege trend." The one who spoke was Qi Ziyu, who was named the god of the water veins at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

Thirty thousand miles ahead is the mouth of the Guan River, and Qi Ziyu has already received an edict from Han Muye.

The land of the eight counties in the southeast was originally sealed by Han Muye, and he directly broke the general trend of the Daomen.

Many of these sects had to move elsewhere.

When the Dao dispute started, there were countless Daomen in the eight southeastern counties who rebelled openly and secretly.

It's just that Tianxuan is in Confucianism and Taoism, and these rebellious sects are only yang and yin.

Until the battle between Xuanming Zhenjun and Muyang, the semi-saint king of Confucianism and Taoism, the overall situation of Tianxuan changed, and there were traces of the rise of Daomen.

"Sir, the Southeast Daomen regards this interception as a major event in the rise of the Daomen, and several True Monarch figures are all in series."

Qi Ziyu looked at Han Muye and said worriedly: "That Xuanming True Monarch is said to be in charge. ”

Interception.

From the time this mission was announced, the interception was already doomed.

If the East China Sea is fixed, there will be no ups and downs in the overall situation of Tianxuan, and the East China Sea Sword Cultivator will not be able to stop it.

This time it was the prince Yunsatin who went to the East China Sea, and the great master of Confucianism and Taoism, Makino.

The prince cloud satin represents the majesty of the Tianxuan royal family, and Muye once filled the mouth of the river to seal the gods, and cut off the general trend of the southeast gate.

These two, no matter which one stays in the southeast, Tianxuan's luck will be cut off.

In order to intercept and kill them, the southeast gate has poured out.

"Xuanming Zhenjun?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged.

The True Monarch who can defeat the demi-saint is of course strong.

can change the general trend of Tianxuan in one battle, and this one also has great luck.

It's just that I've been to Shattered Star Island, I've seen the world's top Tianzun, I've seen the scenery for three days, I've seen the siege and killing of the army outside the embankment, and then I've looked at Tianxuan, these Daomen True Monarchs, I really can't look down on them.

"How's the arrangement over there?" Han Muye turned his head to look at a black-robed man standing beside him.

"Mr. Hui's words, the commander has already mobilized three million Red Flame Army, and there are 100,000 Xuanyang Guards, just waiting for Mr. to give an order."

The black-robed man bowed and clenched his fists.

His cultivation is the sevenfold out-of-body experience, and it is the worship of Xuanyang Wei.

His task was to contact Lu Yang, the commander of Xuanyang Guard, to convey Mr. Makino's message.

Originally, he was a little resistant to a great Confucian and Taoist master who wanted to send his own kind of offerings.

But the news that Lu Yang told him was too shocking.

Xuanyang Wei dispatched three percent of the elite, the three million troops of the Red Flame Army in the Imperial City were on standby at any time, and all the strong people above the Heavenly Realm were waiting for him, just waiting for Mr. Makino's order.

Isn't this Grand Master of Makino the Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism? How can you be qualified to mobilize all the Xuanyang Guards and the Red Flame Army?

In the world, the only people who can have such power are Wenxiang and Wuhou, right?

Han Muye waved his hand, and everyone exited the cabin.

Everyone looked at each other, and their bodies dispersed.

In the cabin, Han Muye slowly got up, the clothes on his body turned into pure white military uniforms, the cuffs were tight, and the jade belt around his waist was tightly tied.

On the back, the sword box is slanted back.

From this moment on, he was Sword Cultivator Han Muye.

Western Xinjiang Kendo Immortal, Han Muye.

Whether it is Confucianism or Taoism, or Dan Taoism, they are all means of his cultivation.

Just like Tao Ran's ancestor, alchemy, reading, all for the sword in his hand, stronger.

"Whew-"

Ahead, the sound of a trumpet sounded.

On the deck, Xuanyang Wei and the Red Flame Army spread out in an instant, and between red and black, they reflected each other, like charcoal fire.

The big ships lined up, and the waves were rolling.

Yunshen Gorge is in sight.

"The Southeast Daomen Chongming Temple set up a banquet in Yunshen Gorge, invited the prince of cloud satin, and the great master of Makino came——"

In the void, a voice rang out.

The heavens and the earth shook, and the great river flowed to a halt.

This is the manifestation of the suppression of the power of heaven and earth, which is similar to that of the Dao Domain.

But now is the opportunity of the Dao Struggle, and the Half-Saint Dao Domain cannot take advantage of it.

Not a half-saint, but a Heavenly Realm, a top-notch Heavenly Realm Great Cultivator.

Dismount.

First, the top Heaven Realm overhaul was launched, and the meaning of shock was obvious.

On the deck, Gongsun Qingfeng pressed the hilt of his sword.

All the Xuanyang Guards and the Red Flame Army were also on standby.

"This matter can't be resolved...... an old man in a Taoist robe stood on top of the three-story cabin and spoke softly.

In him, there was a surge of the power of the Heavenly Realm Great Cultivator.

"Hey, the Southeast Daomen is already so arrogant that even the prince dares to block the way when he inspects the East China Sea." Another big man in a black robe with a double knife on his back had a worried look on his face.

There were many cultivators around them, all of whom had solemn expressions.

Originally, they were there to protect the prince into the East China Sea.

As they imagined, all the hardships were in the East China Sea.

Whether it is the sword cultivation or the rampant spirit armor demon clan, it is all about going to the East China Sea.

But who would have thought that after only 50,000 miles out of the imperial city, the southeast gate would dare to block the road on the river.

This is not the slightest disregard for the majesty of the Tianxuan Dynasty!

"Hmph, regardless of the general trend of the Dao competition, the Southeast Dao Gate should be destroyed!" A Grandmaster in a Confucian robe snorted coldly, and there was a surge of aura on his body.

The others looked at each other, but did not answer.

Before the Dao dispute, the Confucian and Taoist masters suppressed Tianxuan, and the southeast Daomen could be destroyed with a word.

When the Tao is fighting, the power of power is not obvious, the masters of Confucianism and Taoism are all outside the sky, the southeast Daomen, what to destroy?

"Wait for Grand Master Makino to decide." Someone shook his head and whispered.

This time I inspected the East China Sea, and said that it was the prince who led the team, but it was actually the Grand Master of Makino who was in charge.

Everything is in the hands of Grand Master Makino.

When the Grand Master was in retreat, he was also in charge of the Sword Tiger and the Yellow Fat Tiger.

It's just that the great master of Confucianism and Taoism, can he compete with the powerhouses of the Southeast Daomen?

Wang Muyang is a half-saint, but he is defeated and returned.

On the deck, Yun Sain, who was standing in front, turned his head to look at the yellow fat tiger: "Fat tiger, you say, how will your stepfather deal with it?" ”

How does your stepfather cope?

Huang Zhihu groaned, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "With my understanding of him, if he was in the Western Frontier, he would have already been slashed with a sword. ”

Speaking of this, she smiled and said, "But in Western Xinjiang, no one dares to face the Sword Dao Immortal so directly. ”

In the western frontier, who dares to block the way of the sword Dao immortal Han Muye?

Look for death.

Yun Sain opened his mouth, looked ahead, and sighed lightly: "It's a pity that this is not the Western Frontier. ”

Remembering the situation of that night, she lowered her head and looked at the water: "Here, there is only the Great Confucian Muye, Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, not the way of the sword-"

"Whoa—"

The sword light rose, and the sound of the sword whistle interrupted Yun Sain's words.

A cyan sword flew out of the cabin on the top floor of the big ship, turning into a thousand feet of sword light and slashing into the void.

"Boom-"

The sword light enveloped the sword qi, roared and vibrate, and broke into the Yunshen Gorge three hundred miles away.

Three hundred miles of cold light with one sword!

Without saying a word, the sword is the response!

On the deck, Yun Sain's eyes widened and his fists clenched.

He's like this!

Behind Yun Sain, Gongsun Qingfeng's shoulders trembled with his hand on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes burst with light.

This sword is too strong!

It's not how strong the sword light is in three hundred miles, but this sword is cut out, three hundred miles away, countless sword lights and spiritual lights, none of which can be blocked!

There are countless great monks of the Southeast Daomen, but no one can stop this sword!

The world's best sword cultivator!

Gongsun Qingfeng suddenly remembered that when his uncle returned, he once said that among the Heavenly Xuan Confucian Dao, there was a great sword cultivator, and his strength was overwhelming, and he was not under him.

Gongsun Qingfeng originally thought that Gongsun was talking about Qin Suyang.

At this time, Gongsun Qingfeng only understood that what Gongsun said was clearly this great master of Muye, the Western Xinjiang Sword Dao Immortal, Han Muye!

"Boom-"

The sword light moved forward like a dragon, and countless sword lights collided with the spiritual light, but they couldn't stop it at all.

The momentum of this sword is enveloped in the great fortune of mountains and rivers, and every point entered, the strength is stronger.

Three hundred miles away, on the Yunshen Gorge, an old man in a gown bowed: "Yunshen Gorge is the god Tao Wusi to thank Mr. Xie for the sword of the Great Dao!" ”

Sword of the Avenue.

This sword is the gathering of the power of the Heavenly Xuan Shinto, enveloping the power of all the Shinto cultivators up and down the river.

The sword light fell, and the curved and narrow Yunshen Gorge collapsed violently, turning into a wide body of water.

The power of mountains and rivers.

Han Muye stood on the top of the cabin, watching the sword light dissipate with an indifferent face.

This is the practice.

His sword didn't exert much strength, but no one could stop it.

Because this sword gathers the power of the Shinto up and down the river, it attracts the power of the water veins that has been gathered for countless years.

The water potential can be rapid or slow, and the gathering energy can destroy the world and destroy the earth.

No matter how strong those Dao Sect Great Cultivators were, they couldn't stop this sword that was in line with the Heavenly Dao.

Han Muye somewhat understood where the foundation of Wen Mosheng's power came from.

Combined with the avenue of heaven and earth, attracting the power of endless heaven and earth, the sound of text and ink, hidden deeper than you think.

"Boom-"

After a sword, the Cloud Deep Gorge disappeared.

The water rushed forward, causing the water to surge over the river, directly across the wide water.

Daomen banquet invitation?

Yunshen Gorge is gone, how can you still have a banquet?

That's the attitude!

But if you waste a word, you can afford to look down on your southeast gate.

Does it matter if you are a banquet or an ambush?

I'll only go with a sword!

The river was mighty, and ten big ships flowed eastward.

On the deck, those Xuanyang Guards and Red Flame Army soldiers in black armor were all full of excitement.

Yun Sain clenched his fists, his face was flushed, and his eyes were confused: "He, so powerful......"

On the side, Huang Zhihu proudly watched the water rise and fall, and chuckled: "Of course, this is my father-in-law." ”

The great monks who stopped at the top of the cabin were dumbfounded.

"Grand Master Makino, also cultivating swords?" The monk with the twin swords on his back muttered.

Confucianism and Taoism practitioners, most of them are long robes and big sleeves, and they are good at talking on weekdays, but I haven't seen anyone who cultivates swords!

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Hmph, scholars bring swords, my generation of Confucian cultivators must uphold the way of heaven, of course, you can't just talk about it." A great monk in a Confucian robe stood up and took out a long sword and hung it at his waist.

The other Confucianism and Taoist practitioners also had more relief and smiles on their faces.

"It's a pity, if Grand Master Makino can chant poetry and dance swords, then it should be really a happy thing." Someone muttered.

Poetry and sword dance?

The spiritual practitioners all shook their heads.

These Confucianism and Taoism practitioners are really stupid to read.

Cultivation is one step at a time, and fighting is one sword and one sword, and you can't be rash.

Also chanting poems and dancing swords, really fighting with the enemy is a poetry meeting on the painting boat outside the imperial city?

These Confucian and Taoist monks who have been in the imperial city for a long time no longer know the difficulty of cultivation and the suffering of the world.

"Boom-"

Ahead, a roar was heard in the void.

Everyone looked up, and their faces slowly turned solemn.

The roar was like thunder, causing the heavens to change, which was a sign of the great monk's anger.

A sword destroys the Yunshen Gorge, and the great monks of the Southeast Daomen will inevitably not stand by.

I hope Grand Master Makino can stop it......

"I Chongmingguan kindly set up a banquet, the prince and the great master actually slashed them with a sword, and there is really no one in my Dao Sect?"

The sound of the void was like a surge, causing the clouds to roll.

Yuntao turned into a pair of big hands, blocking the big river at the waist, like the water of the long river poured in.

The big boat paused and then began to retreat.

The soldiers on the deck stood still, but their faces were pale.

In the face of such great power, they are like tiny ants, and life and death are not in their own hands.

The Grand Monks in the cabin had all stood up, and there was a flow of spiritual light on them.

Just wait for Grand Master Makino's order, and they will fight with all their might.

"The deity wants to reverse heaven and earth today, and the great river flows backwards, so that the people of the world know that Confucianism and Taoism are no longer powerless—"

The sound of the void vibrated and resounded for thousands of miles.

Countless strong people's divine thoughts fell here.

"Hehe, that great master of Muye has always been arrogant, thinking that when he was a god, the Daomen retreated, and now he can still make the Daomen retreat, but I don't know that today's Daomen is already as powerful."

"It is also said that Confucian and Taoist cultivators are cautious, this great master of Muye has cultivated swords, and he will shoot if he disagrees, who set up this game? Thousands of low-level cultivators in Chongmingguan in exchange for a chance to make a move? ”

Divine thoughts are intertwined, countless strong people are concerned, and in today's game, the Daomen is in control.