By the time the eight unwilling sword cultivators turned around, there was no trace of the Sword Pavilion here, and there was no trace of Han Muye.

I don't know who took the seven-story pavilion away, and Han Muye, who was here just now, was alive or dead.

"Hey, it's something outside of your body." The Taoist who put away his long sword shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

"Indeed, the Shadow Heavenly Venerable who wants to come and take away the treasure will never let that guy go." The other whispered some schadenfreude.

Although a few of them were lost, they were lucky compared to the ones who lost their lives.

The eight people originally got together because of the Sword Pavilion, but at this time, the Sword Pavilion was gone, of course, they dispersed.

Han Muye, who had left one step earlier, had already flown thousands of miles away at this time, looking at the two sides of the battle in front of him.

On one side was a young man with a sword gleaming in his hand, and on the other side was a middle-aged man with a spirit rune flying in his hand and ice crystals flickering around him.

The young man's sword was not only fast, but every trace was nowhere to be found.

Behind him, an illusory pavilion emerged.

The pavilion was faint, and outsiders couldn't even see the outline clearly, but the sword light in the pavilion flashed one after another, and from time to time, a sword light appeared in the young man's hand.

The middle-aged man opposite him was not fast, but the runes in his hands could appear where they were needed at any time.

Those ice crystals that moved with them also appeared strangely around the two of them.

The ice crystals exploded, and a void crack appeared.

"Thorn-"

The young man pierced the rune in front of him with a sword, recovered the sword, and slashed the ice crystals behind him.

In this sword, the heat of fire and the scorching sun is revealed.

"Yes, the deity's Tianxuan Ice Crystals can resist it." The middle-aged Daoist figure stepped back, the runes in his palms were staggered, and he raised his head to speak.

"The methods of the seniors have not been fully displayed, otherwise how can the younger generations stop it." The young sword cultivator spoke lightly, his figure retreated, and then his gaze turned to Han Muye, who was flying down.

"Tianxuan Han Xiang?" The young man's eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice.

Hearing him ask, the middle-aged Taoist was also a little curious, and turned his head to look at Han Muye.

"Sword Pavilion Bai Yuming, Dao Palace Sun Jiusheng."

"The battle just now was really exciting."

Han Muye's face was indifferent, and he was not surprised at all when he watched a wonderful fight.

"It is said that Tianxuan Han Xiang's kendo cultivation is profound, and he is even more decisive, looking at it today, I am afraid that the rumors in the world are not credible." The middle-aged Taoist looked at Han Muye with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and said, "What Sun Daojun sees, what kind of person is I, Han?" ”

"Outsiders don't know what treasures are in this God Emperor's treasure house, but Poor Dao has already investigated it when he opened the treasure house, and there is no Sealed God Heavenly Spirit Liquid in it." The Taoist turned his head to look at the young man opposite, and took out a jade-colored crystal in his hand.

"There is no yang dragon chalcedony either."

The young sword cultivator on the opposite side held a palm-sized jade bowl in his hand, and there was a verdant spiritual liquid rippling in it.

"What does Senior Sun mean, these treasures are related to this Han Xiang?" The aura on the young sword cultivator's body was constricted, but the sword intent became more and more intense.

"Whether it has anything to do with Han Xiang or not, then only Han Xiang himself knows." The middle-aged Taoist smiled and spoke, and then the smile on his face retracted.

"Bai Yuming, take a gamble, whoever can win the ninth place on this list will take the treasure, how about it?"

Bai Yuming didn't reply, but his sword answered.

A sword light stabbed directly into Han Muye's neck.

Behind him, the five-story sword pavilion floated, and one after another sword light turned into a long river.

The move is a strong and endless killing move, although he looks down on the ninth in the heavenly list who has never made a move, Bai Yuming did not keep his hand.

On the other side, Sun Jiusheng also raised his hand, and the ice crystal and the jade talisman collided together, turning into a long ice blade, and slashed at Han Muye's head.

A sword and a sword turned into wind and thunder.

The void of a hundred zhang came in an instant, the sword light was faster, and the sword light was more fierce.

In the last three days, the Sword Pavilion passed on Bai Yuming, and in the last three days, the Daomen Yuling Daogong passed on Sun Jiusheng, the two elites who had always been opponents, shot at the same time at this time and intercepted Han Muye.

Ninth on the list.

The more elite it is, the more proud it is.

If Han Muye did not show his strength with his own cultivation, he would not be able to gain the respect of the strong.

Seeing the sword light and the sword light coming together, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

I don't know who listed the heavenly list, since he is placed in the ninth, there is a reason.

Just like these two juniors who have been in the last three days, they can rank in the top 30 of the heavenly list as juniors.

Tianbang seventeenth, Sun Jiusheng.

Tianbang twenty-three, Bai Yuming.

Their ranking is still above Shadow Heavenly Venerable Zhao Zhenghe.

When the light of the sword arrived, Han Muye raised his hand, and the long and short swords were in his hand.

The blue light of the long sword shone, and the purple streamer of the broken sword was staggered.

The long sword was raised, and with a slight twist, the ice blade long knife that fell under his head was crushed, and the short sword cut horizontally, blocking in front of Bai Yuming's sword light.

"Thorn-"

Bai Yuming's sword blade was caught by the short sword, and it flew towards the sky, crashing into Sun Jiusheng who flew down.

Twin swords, broken front sword and sword.

Under the sword, Han Muye's strength was displayed, and he was ranked on the heavenly list, which was indeed true.

"That's amazing!" Sun Jiusheng laughed, and the runes in his hands exploded, turning into a golden ice dragon whip.

The long whip was thrown down in the air and rolled towards Han Muye.

Bai Yuming, whose sword blade was led away, also moved, appearing behind Han Muye.

The top three of the two Heavenly Lists, the elites from the Great Sect in the last three days besieged and killed the ninth on the Heavenly List, if outsiders saw this battle, they would definitely not blink.

Such a war is rare in a hundred years.

The whip is at the head and there is a sword at the back.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and the sword in his hands was reversed.

The long sword stabbed out of his back, and the short sword flew out of his hand and turned into an arc.

Edgeworth.

"Thorn-"

The sword in Bai Yuming's hand blocked the sword blade stabbed from Han Muye's back, and the whole person was shocked, unable to block the power on the sword, and his body retreated sharply.

Sun Jiusheng also stepped back in a flicker, dodging the short sword drawn in an arc.

The two retreated, but they couldn't get as fast as Han Muye's sword.

However, between one blow, the three of them switched positions on offense and defense.

Han Muye fought with two swords in one person, fighting far and near, and overwhelmed the two elites of the Great Sect in the last three days.

He walked with the long sword, sword after sword, as if smashed by a giant hammer, Bai Yuming's face was pale every time he took a sword.

On the other side, no matter how Sun Jiusheng flew away, the short sword with an arc always brought out a streamer in the next moment, and quietly descended.

The faster he fled, the faster the sword came.

The sword light continued to gather, and it had already revealed a halo that shattered the void.

Whether it is Sun Jiusheng or Bai Yuming, they all have the feeling that it is difficult to ride a tiger at this time.

The two elite disciples of the last three days, under Han Muye's double swords, had no power to resist.

The faces of the two were solemn, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes.

The ninth on the heavenly list is so strong!

"Condensation!"

The sword light behind him had already brought out the sound of wind and thunder, Sun Jiusheng had to shout in a low voice, the rune culture in his hand was a condensed golden bell, and countless ice crystals turned into ice armor, covering his whole person.

Only by blocking this sword can there be a chance to flip.

"Break-" Bai Yuming shouted at the same time, and the sword in his hand stabbed out with all his might, picking up the sword light stabbed by Han Muye.

These two have a tacit understanding.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, and the two swords shook.

"Bang-"

The golden bell above Sun Jiusheng's head shattered, and the ice armor outside his body turned into powder.

"When—"

The sword in Bai Yuming's hand flew out.

At this moment, the two of them turned pale and their bodies were fixed in place.

This is the ninth on the heavenly list, and his combat power is so wild!

With such swordsmanship, he is the top figure among the kendo saints, and he can also fight!

Ninth on the list?

With this combat power, I'm afraid it's possible to score two more!

Han Muye made a move with both hands, and the two swords went back.

At this moment, two rays of spiritual light turned into chains, locking the two swords.

The two figures flew down, and the golden aura collided towards Han Muye.

This aura turned into a golden bear and tiger, roaring, condensed and fierce.

Masters, two masters who are not inferior to Bai Yuming and Sun Jiusheng.

Snatching the sword, attacking and killing, these two masters clearly came to take Han Muye's life.

"Baiyun Temple, Xuanling Dao."

Han Muye whispered in his mouth, his eyes revealing a fine light, and the power that had been gathered in his body suddenly burst out.

The sword shines like a big sun!

Behind him, the seventh-story Sword Pavilion appeared, and countless sword lights turned into scorching sun, directly piercing the two figures and turning them into nothingness.

With one blow, the two famous powerhouses on the heavenly list fell, and they didn't even show their faces!

Seven-story Sword Pavilion!

Slash the two saints with one sword!

This is the ninth on the heavenly list, the true strength of the kendo immortal!

The aura turned into a pillar of light, the saint fell, and the heavens and the earth fed back, even in such a three-thousand-mile sealed place, you could feel the ripples of the aura in it.

Two good magic weapons flew away, and several spiritual lights flew around.

At this moment, throughout the entire three thousand miles, everyone sensed the battle here.

"One sword to slash the two saints, who is it?" Someone whispered in horror, unconsciously retracting the breath on his body.

"Brother Han? Who has sinned against him? Huang Lao Liu frowned, and then shook his head again.

This sword light is so strong that it doesn't need his help.

"I know this guy is amazing." Zhao Zhenghe, who was in the distance, muttered, turned his head and flew away to the other side.

Sun Jiusheng and Bai Yuming both had extremely solemn faces.

But the two looked different at this time.

Sun Jiusheng is the land of death and life, and if one is not careful, he will be in danger of falling, while Bai Yuming is respectful when facing the predecessors of the sect.

The seven-story Sword Pavilion, among its own sects, is full of those powerful powers.

In front of him, this Tianxuan Han Xiang, a sword path immortal, turned out to have such a relationship with his own sect!

The Sword Pavilion dissipated, Han Muye's face was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, all the imprisoning power in the space here dispersed.

On his body, he also lost his previous sword intent.

But the more light the clouds and the breeze, the more people dare not face it.

Goodbye, this ninth on the heavenly list, Bai Yuming and Sun Jiusheng are a little cramped.

"Give me the treasure in your hand." Han Muye spoke.

Bai Yuming hurriedly held the Divine Heavenly Spirit Liquid with both hands and threw it gently.

Sun Jiusheng hesitated and took out the chalcedony as well.

Han Muye stretched out his hand, the two treasures staggered, and then flew out.

Sun Jiusheng and Bai Yuming reached out to take the treasure they had dreamed of, clenched their hands tightly, and looked up at Han Muye.

"If you find someone else to use and you can't use it, you can send it to me, and I will coordinate the transaction." Han Muye said with his hands behind his back.

The two nodded, bowed, and then turned to leave.

It wasn't until they flew out of the hundred miles that the two took a breath and looked at each other.

"Ninth on the heavenly list, it's really powerful......" Sun Jiusheng's eyes revealed a hint of profundity, and he spoke in a low voice.

He is the reincarnation of great power, and his cultivation in his previous life is also through the heavens.

But in the face of Han Muye just now, the two generations of cultivation were powerless.

Such a strong person is terrifying.

Bai Yuming also nodded.

The seven-story Sword Pavilion has already explained everything.

"What does this ninth-in-a-list want to do? Showing goodwill to all parties? Bai Yuming frowned.

All kinds of treasures are in front, not to find a way to loot, but to help others trade.

Is there really such a high-spirited person in the world?

At the end of the day, practitioners are selfish.

What Han Muye did was contrary to common sense.

When they handed over the treasure in their hands just now, they all thought that they had been looted by Han Muye, but they didn't expect Han Muye to help them exchange and get the treasures they needed.

Sun Jiusheng practiced in two lifetimes, experienced more, and learned more about the world.

"He should want to deploy more forces in the Dao struggle."

His eyes narrowed, and Sun Jiusheng said in a low voice: "Didn't he take out the Divine Emperor Sword and this Divine Court Treasury just to attract us and others into the game?" ”

Looking at what Han Muye did now, it is obvious that he has a long-term layout.

I just don't know if his ultimate goal is to win the Tao or something else?

Although the two of them are elites of their respective sects, it is impossible for them to know the thoughts of top powers.

Sacrificing a party for thousands of miles of the world and uncovering the seal of Shengxiantai is something that no one dares to think of.

"Let's go, since he asked us to make a deal, then he will." Sun Jiusheng turned around and left, and said in a low voice: "I, Sun Jiusheng, will never owe favors. ”

Not to mention human favors, this time it was not Han Muye who spared their lives, the two of them had already fallen.

Bai Yuming nodded, and also flew away.

Half a day later, the two of them each found a few good treasures and sent them to Han Muye.

The treasure was suspended in the air, and the spiritual light flickered, attracting many cultivators to explore.

The treasure was moving, but Han Muye put it in front of him with such fanfare, but no one dared to come.

On the second day, Bai Yuming sent a green jade bead.

This is a treasure that contains the power of the leylines of the earth and can sublimate the power of the earth and stone in the body of the person who wears the refining.

With this object, it can promote the power of its own Great Dao to merge with the Dao of Heaven more quickly.

For cultivators who have cultivated the earth and stone lineage and have already attained the Great Dao of Enlightenment, this is a coveted treasure.

The spirit bead hung quietly, and a cultivator in a black robe flew down and stood a hundred feet away.

"Han Xiang, I don't know this spirit bead, maybe trade?" This cultivator has the power of earth and stone, and his cultivation is also a half-saint realm.

"It's Yu Tieshi of the one hundred and thirty-seven days of the Heavenly List, and this one is a half-saint overhaul with the way of earth and stone."

Someone whispered not far away.

This spirit bead is extremely tempting for Yu Tieshi.

I don't know if Tianxuan Han is willing to trade?

Or, how much will he offer?

Placing the treasure in front of you is clearly used as bait.

Whether you want to take the bait or not, that's your own business.

Seeing Yu Tieshi's inquiry, many people dropped their minds and waited for Han Muye to bid.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, raised his head and pressed his palm lightly.

The spirit bead flew out directly and landed in front of Yu Tieshi.

"Just take out the treasures you think are enough."

Han Muye's voice was light, but it spread thousands of miles.

"Or, you ask Bai Yuming what treasure he needs, and you help him find it."

"I'm here just to be a testimony to help each of you find what you need."

The moment Han Muye's words fell, several figures flew down.

"Han Xiang, I want this jasper green silk."

"Han Xiang, I want a triple jade spirit."

"Han Xiang, I handed over this golden silk white feather to you, and I want to exchange it for the treasure of the wind vein."

……

All of a sudden, Han Muye's aura shone in front of him, and the treasure light soared into the sky.