The addiction is over, and it is not comfortable to be beaten.

With a bang, you can see the spiritual light outside Li Zhongjing's body shattering, and then flying out upside down.

Zhu Guangshou, who was wearing a robe, had a dark golden whisk in his hand, swaying ten thousand golden lights, chasing Li Zhongjing, who was flying upside down.

If this golden light collides, Li Zhongjing will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die.

Han Muye shook his head.

Li Zhongjing's cultivation is actually higher than Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi, that is, he is dedicated to Dan Dao, and his combat level is unsightly.

"Cangchang—"

The long sword hidden in the Wanhe sword box behind it was unsheathed, and the sword light was instantly slashed out.

As if tearing the cloth, Zhu Guangshou's dust shattered into countless silk threads.

Zhu Guangshou, who was originally imposing, turned pale and took a few steps back.

Li Zhongjing, who fell to the ground, looked up and saw Han Muye and his long sword, his face was swollen red and tears were in his eyes.

That look, really wronged.

If it weren't for hearing this guy say that he was in love with his junior sister and what he loved to do, Han Muye would have really believed him.

"It's you!" Zhu Guangshou gritted his teeth and glared at Han Muye fiercely.

At the beginning, it was this guy who beat himself, and then provoked Dou Dan, so that he was defeated, lost the Danding he carried, and his Dao heart was covered with dust.

This guy is the one who happened everything!

Zhu Guangshou looked at the bald dust in his hand and suppressed his anger.

This guy's sword is powerful.

"Brush—"

Several figures fell behind Zhu Guangshou.

Zhu Guangshou breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice: "Senior brothers, this person is Li Zhongjing's gang, and his swordsmanship is at stake. ”

Zhu Guangshou is only a Dan Xiu, and his own combat power is limited.

Behind him, he is a cultivator with strong combat power.

Several people heard Zhu Guangshou's words, and one of them, a black-bearded old man in a pale cyan Taoist robe, raised his hand: "I have already made a feud with the Jinming Dao Sect, so I won't leave any of them." ”

As his words fell, several other people flew away, and the sword light and spiritual light exploded in an instant.

The body and the sword are combined, and the aura and light and shadow are intertwined.

The sword came out of ten zhang, and the aura turned into a flying butterfly.

The swordsmanship and techniques of the Heqing Dao Sect were vividly displayed in the hands of several Heavenly Realm Out-of-Body Great Cultivators.

Compared to the cultivators in the Land of the Ancient Gods' Fall, the battles of the cultivators in the Ancient Cloud System are more concise.

After all, in these worlds without the Heavenly Dao, the battle is basically fought with their own strength.

If the out-of-body overhaul of the Tianxuan World is launched, the power of heaven and earth triggered by light may have already collapsed and tsunami, causing thousands of miles of spiritual energy to surge.

How can it be like these cultivators of the Guyun Galaxy, who went out of the body to overhaul and made a move, but they were silent.

Han Muye sighed with emotion, and the sword in his hand had already been handed out.

The sword light is clear, and there is not the slightest aura of light and shadow, just a faint sword light shining.

Swords collide with swords.

As soon as Han Muye's sword blade stirred, he drew the opponent's sword aside.

Then the blade swept across, and several rays of aura were shattered.

The sharpness of the sword is not comparable to the aura magic.

The strength of sword cultivation is invincible at the same level.

With the sword in hand, the man followed the sword and cut off the wings of those flying butterflies.

Han Muye's figure walked forward, but in an instant, he staggered with several people from the Heqing Dao Sect.

One enemy and several people, breaking the opponent's offensive methods.

After the blow, all the people in the He Qing Dao Sect changed their expressions.

The combat power of the person in front of him is not the same thing as Li Zhongjing, who was hunted down.

Li Zhongjing is now standing in the back, with a smug expression.

Han Muye's sword, that was praised even by his own sect master.

"Kill."

Han Muye turned around, and the sword light rose again.

His sword is fast, not just in speed, but faster in reaction.

The two sword cultivators of the Heqing Dao Sect had just raised their swords, and they had already been close to Han Muye's sword.

"When—"

A sword flew up and crashed into Zhu Guangshou, who was standing there in a daze.

Without waiting for Zhu Guangshou to retreat, the second sword flew up again.

The two Great Cultivators of the Heqing Dao Sect couldn't stop Han Muye's sword.

A close-quarters sword, invincible!

"Rewind—"

The old man who spoke before roared, raised his hand, and the smoke cloud shrouded him, turning into green vines all over the ground, and restrained Han Muye.

This is a spell, and it is also a supernatural power, a great monk's method.

Before the supernatural power, even the sword cultivation had to be stagnant.

Han Muye held a sword in his hand, his face remained unchanged, and he slashed out with a sword.

"Fire veins, shadow fires."

Before the long sword, a puff of flames turned into a phantom, or like a long dragon, or like a galloping horse, crashing headlong into the green vines all over the ground, enveloping all the green vines, and then raising flames.

It's not to break the magic power, but to destroy it with the magic power.

Until all the green vines and flames dissipated, the great cultivator of the He Qing Dao Sect had not reacted.

This kind of means of cracking supernatural powers is too light, right?

Han Muye's expression did not change in the slightest.

How to deal with the enemy's means is his constantly accumulated experience.

The swordsmanship is as smooth as drinking water.

This is the sword cultivation that cultivates swordsmanship to the bones.

"Boom-"

Han Muye's sword in his hand slashed again.

This time, the sword light attracted the clear streamer as the guide, bringing up hundreds of feet of wind and sand and turning into wind rolls.

Several Heqing Dao Sect powerhouses were wrapped in wind and sand, and their own magical powers and spells were unable to show their strength.

"Run—"

The black-bearded old man in the lead turned around and left, and the other people were wrapped in the wind and sand and couldn't get out, and some fled with serious injuries.

By the time the wind and sand had cleared, there were already several figures lying on the ground.

Zhu Guangshou, who was slashed by two sword lights, did not leave.

Li Zhongjing strode forward with a sinister smile on his face.

"Dare to hunt down Lao Tzu?"

He shook his hand and smashed down with a puff of spiritual fire, covering Zhu Guangshou.

The flames were swirling, and Zhu Guangshou wailed in them.

Ten breaths later, the flames dissipated, and Zhu Guangshou was covered in smoke and fire, and black smoke came out of his mouth.

Li Zhongjing stepped forward and snatched the storage bags of Zhu Guangshou and several others.

Han Muye frowned and said, "They are chasing and killing you, why do you want to spare his life?" ”

thought that Li Zhongjing was going to kill Zhu Guangshou and them by himself, after all, the feud between Li Zhongjing and Zhu Guangshou was complicated and difficult to decide.

"Kill? Why kill. Li Zhongjing waved his hand: "Kill him, and my junior sister will be widowed." ”

Speaking of this, he paused and lowered his voice: "If I want to get rid of this flame poison, it will take three hundred years. ”

"For three hundred years, this old boy can't touch a woman."

"Hey......

Han Muye turned his head to look at Zhu Guangshou who was smoking on the ground.

Isn't that worse than killing him?

Han Muye felt that Li Zhongjing must have deliberately punished the junior sister who betrayed him.

Three hundred years......

……

The cultivator who brought Han Muye to rescue Li Zhongjing was named Tao Zijun, a deacon elder of a small sect.

In the Guyun Galaxy, the Heavenly Realm and the Half-Step Heavenly Realm control sects are common, and the big sects with powerhouses that surpass the Heavenly Realm are not everywhere.

Sects such as the Jin Kexing Jin Ming Dao Sect are only slightly weaker than a few top sects.

Tao Zijun was also obedient, following Li Zhongjing behind the saddle before and after the horse, all kinds of flattery.

He was a little stunned by Han Muye.

The three of them, together with a group of puppet guards, formed a special team.

Tao Zijun was cautious, not to grab the elixir from the people of the Great Rock Dao, but only to pick up the elixirs that the people of the Great Rock Dao looked down on.

Don't look at the people of Dayan Dao, it is already a very valuable elixir for Tao Zijun.

If he hadn't followed Han Muye, he would have shrunk in a corner by now, not daring to come out.

Li Zhongjing is not very keen on collecting elixirs, and only chooses what is useful for himself.

Sometimes it is to communicate with Han Muye which elixirs can be refined and what pills.

Han Muye's two methods of refining medicinal power have completely conquered him, and now Li Zhongjing worships Han Muye's Dan Dao fans.

Among these people, Han Muye is the most leisurely.

With the power of the grass whip, you can completely collect those elixirs on your own.

Seeing that the elixir was collected by Han Muye, Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun could only envy.

They can't reap it even if they want to.

Not everyone has such treasures as straw whips.

"Roar—"

Ahead, the sword shone brightly, and a three-foot-tall long-legged spider fell to the ground.

Even the most powerful demon beast could not stop the two hundred puppets from forming a battle formation to bombard.

The people of the Great Rock Dao stepped forward proudly and collected the spiritual materials that could be used on the demon beasts.

Han Muye walked over, put the body of the big spider into the grass whip, as an offering for the elixir stored in it, and walked to the two jade hall golden silk lilies guarded by the big spider, and carefully collected them.

This is a 10,000-year-old elixir, and it is extremely precious.

Watching Han Muye collect such elixir, Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun almost drooled.

As soon as he received the elixir, Han Muye frowned and looked to the side.

Over there, shrouded in mist, several figures rushed in.

The leader is carrying a large axe.

Coincidentally, it was the big man I met in the medicine garden more than ten days ago.

At this time, there were two storage bags hanging on the big man's body, and there were several cultivators who were also tall and strong behind him.

Seeing Han Muye, the big man was stunned, his eyes fell on the wooden whip in his hand, and his eyes flashed with joy.

"Uncle Shi, the wooden whip in his hand is a treasure!" The big man whispered.

Hearing his call, the eyes of several people behind him fell on the wooden whip in Han Muye's hand.

The grass whip has stored a large amount of elixir, as well as the immortal qi collected in the past ten days, and at this time, the entire wooden whip flashes with fairy qi, and the halo is intertwined.

Just visible to the naked eye, it is a rare treasure.

"Haha, Chen Datou, you have made meritorious service." Behind the big man, a bald middle-aged man with a big axe on his back smiled, then stepped out, stretched out his hand and slapped Han Muye's head.

A heavy mountain of oppressive force pressed down, and the void drove Gangfeng.

This blow made Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun change color instantly.

It's too strong!

This is pure physical power!

"They are from the Bishan Sect!" Li Zhongjing exclaimed.

The Bishan Sect is a rare body refining sect, and the physical strength of the strong people in the sect can move mountains and take mountains.

The person in front of him is obviously a master in the Bishan Sect, and the power of one blow can shatter the mountains.

Han Muye looked up, as if he was stupid by this blow.

The bald man had a smug smile on his face, and the bloody aura on his body was even stronger, turning into a blood-colored wall, blocking Li Zhongjing and Tao Zijun.

Of course, what he didn't know was that when Han Muye was in danger, Tao Zijun and Li Zhongjing would definitely not rescue him.

This one, why do you need them to save it?

It was the people of Dayan Dao not far away, and they didn't bother to direct the puppet behind them.

Why bother?

Is there anyone else who can withstand the next blow of the Divine Beast Overlord?

"Roar—"

When the bald man's palm fell on the top of Han Muye's head, a roar came out of Han Muye's body.

This is the wrath of the beast for offending its majesty!

Divine beasts!

When the roar arose, the bald man and the men behind him all turned pale.

The handprints that had originally fallen also retreated in an instant, and then dissipated.

Because he retreated too quickly, the bald man's qi and blood reversed, his face turned red, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Han Muye looked up, with a smile on his face, his body moved, and he rushed out.

"Boom-"

The phantom of the divine beast emerged.

The huge body of the tyrant was only revealed, and the oppressive force brought by it directly caused the bald man's figure to fall, and blood spurted from his mouth.

The others trembled, and there was no resistance in the slightest.

Han Muye's eyes swept and he immediately understood.

These body refining cultivators all use the power of demon beasts, and their bodies are integrated with a trace of demon beast blood.

This kind of body refining method can quickly pass through the low-level time and achieve a large number of masters from the Earth Realm to the Heaven Realm.

But this trace of demon beast bloodline, when it encounters a high-level bloodline, the opportunity is suppressed.

Just like at this time, Han Muye didn't need to exert a trace of strength, and the powerful power of the divine beast bloodline had already suppressed them all, and they couldn't resist in the slightest.

The people of Dayan Dao laughed, stepped forward, and put away the storage bags on the big men and the big axes behind them.

Han Muye didn't take their lives either, and led Li Zhongjing and them away.

It wasn't until Han Muye walked away that these people from the Bishan Sect slowly stood up, their faces pale one by one.

"Li Datou, you, what kind of person are you offending......" A strong man who had taken off the storage bag and taken the big axe whispered bitterly.

Li Datou was also at a loss at this time.

How did he know that Han Muye actually had the blood of a divine beast on his body!

You know, he doesn't dare to offend.

"Li Datou, you have made a great contribution this time!" The bald man turned around and stared at Li Datou.

This gaze made Li Datou tremble.

"Zhao, Zhao, Senior Brother Zhao, I, I-"

Before he finished speaking, the black-bearded old man on the side narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the sect has already had a secret order, and it has found the bloodline of the divine beast, and it is the same as the elder." ”

"Elder Li, you have to take care of us more in the future."

Elder?

Li Datou looked up blankly and looked in the direction of Han Muye's departure.

Is this his chance?

Han Muye, who was walking in the medicine garden, had a smile on his face.

"Let's talk about what's going on with this Bishan Sect." He looked at Li Zhongjing.

Li Zhongjing hurriedly whispered about the situation of the Bishan Sect.

This is a well-known body refining sect, and the strong people in the sect are said to have cultivated to the point of sanctification in the flesh.

With the power of the flesh, rampant in the void world.

Most of the disciples in the sect are physically strong, and when they fight against others, they resist and kill.

In high-level battles, the disciples of the Bishan Sect could not take advantage.

But if it was a fight between low-level disciples, a disciple of the Bishan Sect could sweep through the area.

"There is actually a shadow of the reckless exercise, interesting." Han Muye nodded, whispering in his mouth.

He didn't kill the other party just now because he saw that their exercises had the shadow of recklessness.

Could it be that behind the Bishan Sect is a great power from the wilderness?

Han Muye has the news of the reckless relic.

Come to think of it, every reckless and strong person will be close to him, right?

It's like the Qilin of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace on Shattered Star Island, didn't he just promise to help Tianxuan Dao fight.

"Hum—"

With a soft sound, Han Muye's face moved, and he raised his hand to take out a black dragon scale.

This is the dragon scale that Huang Lao Liu gave him.

Within 10,000 miles, there can be induction and transmission.

"Brother, be careful, that guy from town is nearby." The aura was infused, and a voice came from among the dragon scales.