The city is full of smoke, and a sword is in the air.

Whether it was the Wind Thieves who were rampant in the Bitter Immortal Realm, or the powerful Nine Dead Insects of the Flames, they all bowed down in front of this sword.

The Xiangtian Tiger Guard, who formed a formation, and Peng Ming Daojun, who gathered the power of a city array, were all ignored.

Only the master of the Xiangtian Tiger Guard, who injured Zhang Zhenbiao, the disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect's deacon, with that punch, was qualified to take this sword.

Of course, what Han Muye said was that he was qualified to die an honorable death.

Hubris?

Crazy, crazy to the extreme.

But at this time, no one dared to make a sound from the immortal cultivators in the city, they all raised their heads, looked at the figure standing in the sky, and looked at the long sword that flashed with blue light.

"Roar—"

The ten-zhang Xiangtian Tiger Guard roared, his fists condensed the cyan fairy light, and then intertwined with the blood-colored evil qi.

A hundred-foot white-fronted giant tiger phantom appeared, and the white tiger's body revealed a trace of golden demon patterns, each of which was full of endless power.

The moment the white tiger appeared, the ferocious aura instantly permeated, stirring the immortal qi of the surrounding hundreds of miles and turning into a whirlpool.

Gathering the power of a hundred miles of immortal light to strike, this is a power that transcends the heavenly realm.

The white tiger roared in a low voice, but he just raised his head, and was already on par with Han Muye who was floating in the air.

The giant tiger opened its mouth, and its ferocious aura exploded, and its front paws slapped straight down.

This blow triggered the power of wind and thunder, and through the wind, it fell towards Han Muye's head.

This mighty Sky Tiger Guard has used all his strength.

Whether it was Zhao Chen's bodyguard, Chu Lao, or the two guards who were left Baichou, their faces were solemn and they quickly retreated.

Such a blow was beyond their reach.

The wind is howling and terrifying.

There are so many people around that no one can keep their minds.

It's completely unimaginable, what kind of person can take such a blow?

Peng Ming in the distance showed a chuckle on his face.

Below, Zhang Zhenbiao, who was holding on to the broken wood, flashed complexity in his eyes, clenched the wooden staff in his hand, and the thin qi and blood and fairy light on his body slowly converged.

"I have experience in killing tigers." Looking at the sky-shattering blow of the White Tiger Phantom, Han Muye whispered in his mouth.

He held the sword in his hand and let go.

The long sword that was released instantly shone with sky-high sword light, turning into a thousand-zhang sword.

"Kill!"

Chop!

The long sword fell in the air, as if the giant pillar of the sky was swung down with a sword.

This sword, as if imprinted in everyone's hearts, with everyone's horrified eyes, fell from the sky and slashed at the forehead of the hundred-zhang white tiger.

"Bang-"

The white tiger's body shook slightly, and it was split by the sword light.

Under that sword, the huge body split in half and shattered into demonic light and evil energy.

A tiger tail raised high gently rippled, and finally shattered.

Below, the Xiangtian Tiger Guard powerhouse standing on the bluestone square clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared at Han Muye with his eyes.

"Bang."

Ten feet of body, slammed to the ground!

A sword!

Under a sword, the tiger guard powerhouse who was like swallowing the sky and the earth fell on the spot.

As Han Muye said, take a sword and give him a chance to die in battle.

"Hum—"

Killing the Tiger Guard powerhouse, the long sword in Han Muye's hand shook slightly, raised the sword, and pointed downward.

Those Xiangtian Tiger Guards who rushed over were all blood-red, clenching the swords and guns in their hands, staring at Han Muye.

But the sword deterred them.

Their leader, a demon god-like powerhouse, can't stop a sword.

They, even less qualified.

"Lay down your weapons and give you dignity."

Han Muye's eyes were indifferent.

Decency does not involve life and death.

Stepping from the Bitter Immortal Realm to the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect and wreaking havoc in the Scattered Fire City, their fate was already sealed.

Mortal.

Those Heavenly Tiger Guards looked at each other, and without a leader, they were at a loss.

"Death Battle, Blood Sacrifice!" At this moment, Peng Ming Daojun in the distance exhaled, and the big demon incarnation in the three Dao incarnations roared, and the demon light rose to the sky.

The three avatars exploded, and the immortal light and demon light that they attracted spread out in all directions and fell to the earth.

The originally silent earth fire in the Scattered Fire City began to shake and surge again.

"Fight to the death!"

Xiangtian Tiger Guard roared loudly and rushed towards Han Muye.

The demonic light formed a large array, connecting with the power of Peng Ming Daojun, and the halos were staggered, drawing out a trace of strange power at the bottom of the earth and fire.

This power appeared, Zhang Zhenbiao's face was as earthy as color, and he whispered in his mouth: "It's over......"

"Blood sacrifice?" Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and the long sword that flew out before had returned into a three-foot green blade, holding it in his palm.

"Then I'll let you die."

As soon as his body moved, Han Muye had already appeared in the Ten Thousand Feet Sky Dome.

Then, the sword in his hand fell upside down, and his figure fell straight down.

The power of the wind and thunder turned into the phantom of the bull, and the hooves of the bull stepped down fiercely.

Swordsmanship and the power of the bloodline are combined!

The sword is wind and thunder, and the power of the cow is also wind and thunder.

The superposition of superimposed swordsmanship, this method, borrowed from the inheritance method of Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

The power is superimposed, and the wind and thunder manifest, like a giant hammer smashing down.

"Boom-"

The flames burst and the earth collapsed.

Below the hoof of the cow, a hundred-foot-deep space collapsed, causing an explosion to spread.

The slightest trace of the void shattered, and the power of the earth fire gathered in the Scattered Fire City completely dissipated.

There was a mournful roar, and a golden flame rushed out of the earth's fire.

The flames flew thousands of feet and turned into a nine-tailed and double-winged divine bird covered in nine-colored light.

But this divine bird was obviously injured by the blow of the bull just now, spread its wings and screamed, and its body kept writhing.

"The power of the divine soul of the Divine Bird Phoenix."

"Nirvana Immortal Bird."

Kui Niu's body slowly converged, and Han Muye's eyes burst into light with a long sword.

This is the phoenix that belongs to the same desolate beast as the unicorn, the tyrant, and the Kui Niu.

It's just that this phoenix has only one divine soul left, which is suppressed here, absorbing the power of earth fire.

Now that the earth fire has been completely dispersed, this phoenix spirit is also seriously injured and can no longer be maintained, and its body slowly disperses, leaving only a pale golden bead, suspended in midair.

Those Xiangtian Tiger Guards, who were roaring to "fight to the death" and "blood sacrifice", stared at the dissipated phoenix tightly, their faces were full of confusion.

Aren't they fighting to the death and sacrificing blood to draw out this power?

However, the power of such a powerful divine bird was drawn out, but it couldn't stop a sword!

Peng Ming Daojun looked at the phoenix that turned into a fiery red bead, his face was torturing, and his eyes were full of despair.

"How can this be, how can this be ......"

"This is the soul of the fairy demon king, the fairy demon king......"

He raised his hand, wanting to draw the power of the large array in the city, but at this time, the earth fire dissipated, and the power of the large array had fallen silent.

Fishing for loneliness.

All his calculations, all his expectations, came to naught.

Han Muye spread out his hand, and the fiery red beads fell on the palm of his hand.

"Peng Ming Daojun, you should know the fate of betraying the Xuanling Sword Sect."

"Gather the immortal cultivators from all walks of life in the city, and when the powerhouses of the Xuanling Sword Sect come, maybe you can still have a glimmer of life."

Han Muye threw the long sword in his hand back below, and Zhang Zhenbiao subconsciously caught it.

When he looked up, Han Muye's figure was gone.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

The city is full of people who don't know who the sword overhaul that broke the formation and slashed the Heavenly Tiger Guard with a sword.

Everyone only knew that this person had a relationship with the Xuanling Sword Sect, could be in charge of the Golden Pagoda, and was called senior brother by Zhang Zhenbiao.

All the Storm Thieves were taken into custody and locked up for cultivation.

Those Xiangtian Tiger Guards who wanted to fight to the death also lost their will to fight and gave up resistance.

Their fate has been decided.

As for those Nine Dead Insects, they were collected by the strong people in the city and handed over to Zhang Zhenbiao, the deacon of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Peng Ming Daojun finally gave in, obediently attracted the only remaining bit of earth fire power, involved the power of the large array, and rebuilt the scattered fire city.

He still wanted to live.

Han Muye said that if you are obedient, you may have a glimmer of life.

For a big sect like the Xuanling Sword Sect, as long as it is useful, it can live.

The masters of all sides of the Scattered Fire City also quickly gathered, and with the power of magic, they dug deep into the earth fire and re-lifted the refining furnace.

If there was no refining furnace in the Scattered Fire City, there would be no life.

All of this does not need to be shown by Han Muye.

He just went back to the dilapidated inn and practiced pranayama.

In a battle over the bluestone square, his combination of sword and qi and blood power inspired him.

But his biggest gain was a breakthrough in the cultivation of the divine soul.

With the power of sword deterrence, it caused countless immortal cultivators to shake their hearts.

This subtle and imperceptible power converges into a river, being dragged, and poured into the body like an immortal path cultivator absorbing immortal qi.

In the past few days, Han Muye has been in retreat at the inn, and in addition to the immortal qi around his body, there is also the power of the pale golden divine soul, or the power of faith.

This is similar to the power of incense in the mortal world, which can be directly incorporated into the divine treasure, and then condense the divine soul.

Han Muye lived in seclusion in the city, and the city was full of rumors about him.

These rumors that attracted his heart and soul became the food for him to cultivate his soul.

The harvest of these divine soul powers meant more to him than that phoenix nirvana pearl.

That fiery red bead is a nirvana bead that contains the power of the phoenix's divine soul.

The function of this bead is to absorb the power of various flames, grow slowly, gather a trace of nirvana feathering, and become a chance to become a divine bird phoenix.

The Divine Bird Phoenix has the power of immortality and is known as an immortal existence in the world.

After being killed, the soul will turn into a nirvana bead, absorbing the power of the flames, and it will have a chance to be reborn.

However, in order to make the chance of rebirth bigger and faster, the phoenix will turn the Nirvana Bead into tens, hundreds, or even thousands.

Among these Nirvana Beads, there is the power of rebirth, the power of immortality, and the power of the phoenix's inheritance.

Of course, this Nirvana Bead can only be a phoenix bloodline to stimulate its power.

At this time, the bead in Han Muye's hand, even if it was powerful, he couldn't exert a trace of it.

Either look at it dryly, or use it as an ordinary fire vein orb to refine the magic weapon.

Han Muye did not lack magic weapons in his hands, so naturally he would not refine this treasure.

After exploring the Nirvana Bead, he made the cultivation of the power of the divine soul his main thing.

By the time he got out, the power of the Divine Soul had already stepped to a new level.

"Childe, Zhang Zhenbiao's town guard has come in person, and said that Childe is out of the customs, so I will invite you to go." Du Sanzhen stayed outside Han Muye's quiet room, and when he saw Han Muye come out, he bowed and saluted.

Han Muye nodded and walked out of the inn.

In the end, it was only a few days of cultivating immortals, and there were few traces of battle in the city, and those pavilions had been repaired.

Even the bluestone square, which was the fiercest and most damaged, was restored to its original state.

Of course, I'm afraid that the depleted earth fire will never be restored.

"Brother Han." Han Muye went to the Xuanling Sword Sect to guard the station, and Zhang Zhenbiao was already waiting in front of the door and bowed.

If Han Muye doesn't make a move, he will definitely die.

This life-saving grace deserves a gift.

Besides, Han Muye showed combat power, which belonged to the inheritance method of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and as long as he did not die in the future, he would inevitably become the elite of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

This gift is friendship.

Regarding Han Muye's identity, Zhang Zhenbiao has found out from Zhao Chen and Du Sanzhen in the past few days.

Du Sanzhen didn't hide anything, they knew and could say it, they would tell Zhang Zhenbiao.

"Brother Zhang, this is your sword tower, because of his own loss that day, he was anxious to go to retreat and recuperate, take the sword tower away, and look at Haihan."

Han Muye held the golden four-story sword tower with both hands and handed it back to Zhang Zhenbiao.

A trace of excitement flashed on Zhang Zhenbiao's face, and he nodded and took it.

This is what he has built up for, and he can't lose it.

Han Muye's statement that he was going to retreat because of wear and tear was all fake, with this sword tower, he had explored a lot of sword weapons, and obtained many memories of the fairy world.

In the past few days, he has learned more about the fairy world from the sword tower.

Han Muye sent back to the sword tower, and Zhang Zhenbiao was in a good mood.

The two walked into the town guard station, and there was a lot less estrangement when talking.

Although the Scattered Fire City suffered heavy losses this time, it was to defend the city, and there were also those Wind Thieves and Xiangtian Tiger Guards.

Zhang Zhenbiao is afraid that he will not be blessed by misfortune, and his meritorious service will really be added.

He didn't hide it either, and told Han Muye all this.

"Brother Han, I'll take this credit first, you haven't become an official disciple of the sect yet, so you can't exchange the merit."

"When you become an official disciple, I will return all the credit."

Zhang Zhenbiao said, handing over three golden-red palm stones.

This stone contains the power of fire, and there is also a trace of strange power in it.

"This is the immortal stone condensed by the Nine Dead Insects of the Fire, and its effect is not small."

Zhang Zhenbiao lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "If you want to feed that Nirvana Pearl, this immortal stone can be used." ”

Nirvana beads.

According to Zhang Zhenbiao, this Nirvana Pearl was quietly brought by Peng Ming, and it has been hidden in the earth fire under the Scattered Fire City for thousands of years.

For thousands of years, this bead has been absorbing the power of earth fire in the city of scattered fire, slowly gathering the power of nirvana.

Peng Ming also confessed that he had been to the Bitter Immortal Domain when he fused the third incarnation, and the great demon incarnation he got happened to have a Nirvana bead.

For so many years, he had been trying to bring out this bead and draw out the power of the divine bird in it.

If there is an immortal incarnation, he Peng Ming Daojun can run rampant in the immortal realm.

"Back then, the previous generation of Huntian Immortal Demon King met a powerful and powerful man, and escaped by relying on Nirvana to be reborn."

"This Nirvana bead is what it is scattered outside."

The Nirvana Bead has a trace of Phoenix Divine Soul power in it, preparing for Nirvana.

Theoretically, every Nirvana bead can turn into a phoenix.

But as long as one is reborn, it is difficult for the others to have another chance.

"This generation of Hun Tian Immortal Demon King is collecting scattered Nirvana Beads, and the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, as his sworn enemy, will naturally not let go of this opportunity."

"The red sandalwood chalcedony brought out by the Wanshen Commercial Bank is used to draw out the Nirvana beads."

"The Wind Thief after that, the Heavenly Tiger Guard, is the power to snatch the Nirvana Pearl."

Peng Ming attracted the Xiangtian Tiger Guard because the big demon incarnation was related to the demon clan under the rule of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, wanting to use their power to stimulate the power of the Nirvana Pearl.

For the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, it would be great if he could control the power of another phoenix, let it be reborn, and compete with the Huntian Immortal Demon King.

Zhang Zhenbiao's eyes revealed a deep divine light, and his sword intent surged underneath: "Dare to step under the rule of my Xuanling Sword Sect and wreak havoc on one side, this matter will never be settled like this." ”

Han Muye nodded.

Of course, he knew that the majesty of the great sect could not be offended.

"Brother Zhang, discuss something." Looking at Zhang Zhenbiao, Han Muye spoke softly.