Zhang Zhenbiao was slightly stunned, sat up straight, nodded and said, "Brother Han, please speak." ”

Han Muye's cultivation is strong, and he had a life-saving grace for Zhang Zhenbiao before, as long as the request is not too much, he will agree.

As a sword cultivator, he naturally has his own rules of grievances.

As a guard, he also has enough energy.

Han Muye said softly: "I hope Brother Zhang will not publicize things about my identity and me." ”

Zhang Zhenbiao was slightly stunned.

Han Muye smiled: "An immortal cultivator who has not yet become an official disciple is not a good thing for your reputation, Brother Zhang. ”

This sentence made Zhang Zhenbiao's face red.

But he knew the truth of what Han Muye said.

He defended one side, but he almost destroyed the city of scattered fires, and instead needed someone who was not an official disciple to come to the rescue.

"Brother Han, if you don't say-" Before he spoke, Han Muye had already waved his hand: "Let's just say that it is a fellow disciple, but Brother Zhang is your friend, and the rest does not need to be passed on." ”

A friend of the same sect made a move, which was much better than Han Muye not having an official disciple status.

Moreover, it can also set off Zhang Zhenbiao's wide connections and strong background.

Han Muye's request is completely for him!

Zhang Zhenbiao looked at Han Muye, hid his joy in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Brother Han, is this too wronged for you?" ”

After Han Muye shot that day, he walked away directly, without leaving his name, and Zhang Zhenbiao did not publicize his identity too much.

I just don't want my reputation to be damaged.

"It doesn't matter, the sword is hidden in the box, and there will be a time when the world will shine." Han Muye spoke lightly, his eyes revealing endless depth.

In the sword hidden box, there will finally be a time when the world will shine!

In this way, it is the true nature of sword cultivation!

Such confident words would be arrogant if they were uttered by outsiders.

But when Han Muye said this, it seemed extremely natural.

can slash the leader of the Heavenly Tiger Guard with one sword, this one has such capital.

Thinking of Xiangtian Huwei, Zhang Zhenbiao was slightly stunned, and his heart moved.

Did Han Muye also not want to kill the Xiangtian Tiger Guard, which attracted the pursuit of the Bitter Immortal Domain?

Also, that Nirvana Bead was naturally collected by Han Muye.

Maybe he didn't want the bead to be known to outsiders?

When Han Muye walked out of Zhang Zhenbiao, Zhao Chen and Zuo Baichou came to visit.

On the top of a small building, three people sat around.

"Brother Han, there is still one day, the teleportation array will be repaired, and then we will leave Scattered Fire City and go directly to Yunlu City." Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye and spoke.

As he spoke, he felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that the fire in the Scattered Fire City has been consumed too much, and it is impossible to restore the former prosperity." ”

"The black gold ore that was commissioned to be smelted could not be refined for a while."

Whether it is the immortal realm or the mundane cultivation realm, it is all like this.

Between prosperity and decline, there is only a thin line between them.

Who can guarantee longevity?

"This is the black gold ore smelted in advance, Brother Han, you will give you this share first." Zhao Chen raised his hand and took out a ball of ore the size of a watermelon and put it on the table.

A large cart of ore is refined so much.

Han Muye was not polite.

He will not return to Scattered Fire City for this black gold mine, and the Jujin Merchant House has a station here and can get it at any time.

"Brother Han, I have nothing to do here for the time being, and I also want to go to Yunlu City." Zuo Baichou looked at Han Muye and said softly: "I don't know if it's possible?" ”

This time the rebellion in the city of scattered fires, although it has little to do with Wanshen Commercial Bank, it is also involved.

The red sandalwood chalcedony that attracted the power of the Nine Dead Insects and the Divine Bird was brought by him.

If the Xuanling Sword Sect wants to investigate this matter, it will inevitably lead to Wanshen Commercial Bank.

Zuo Baichou has to find a way to find a strong Sword Sect who is familiar with the business house this time, and wash the business house clean.

Of course, if you want to walk with Han Muye, he also has his own selfishness.

Han Muye's sword is strong, and he is also tempted.

If you make friends with such a strong person, you may be able to become his backer in the future.

"Of course it's okay to be a peer." Han Muye said with a smile.

For Han Muye, big commercial banks such as Wanshen Commercial Bank also have some role.

Zuo Baichou thanked him again, and then took out some Spirit Fruit Immortal Wine.

These valuable treasures are difficult for outsiders to taste, but the three of them all taste them casually and whisper some fairy tales.

Han Muye got many memories from Zhang Zhenbiao's sword tower and hidden sword.

Listening to the story of the two again, I won't be unable to interject.

Although the Jujin Commercial Bank behind Zhao Chen only travels within tens of millions of miles, it can be regarded as running around since he was a child, and his knowledge is extraordinary.

Zuo Baichou is even more knowledgeable, almost all of the three states have set foot in the land, and all the forces and masters of all parties can say a thing or two.

What are the strong people in the Bitter Immortal Domain that can't be messed with, under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect, who are the real masters, and those elites who have a very good reputation, who have any deeds.

"You've been to the Blood War Sect?" Hearing Zuo Baichou say that doing business with the Blood War Sect was the most difficult, Han Muye's face moved, and he asked out loud.

Zuo Baiqiao nodded: "Most of the Blood War Sect are war maniacs, and they are very unreasonable. ”

Lowering his voice, he said softly: "Over the years, the Blood War Sect has been in charge of the Ascension Immortal Terrace and the Transformation Spirit Pool, and there have been a lot fewer pseudo-immortals in the Rain Immortal Realm. ”

When he came to the immortal realm and got many memories of the sword weapons, Han Muye could be regarded as truly understanding the role of the Spirit Pool and the Ascension Immortal Terrace.

The immortal inheritance spreads, and more realms are needed.

Many disciples will go to the mundane realm to train.

There are also various resources that will be gathered from the mundane world.

To take charge of Ascension is to control a huge amount of resources.

It's just that this resource can't be squeezed indefinitely.

But the Blood War Sect obviously didn't care about this, and used the spirit refining weapon of the Spirit Pool, and formed an army formation with those who had ascended to the powerhouse, and conquered everywhere.

In charge of the Ascension Immortal Terrace for 5,000 years, the strength of the Blood War Sect has swelled a lot.

Now the relationship with the Xuanling Sword Sect and several other sects has been stiffened to the extreme.

"The Blood War Sect has only controlled the Ascension Immortal Terrace for less than thirty years, and when they retreat, which sect has the best chance?" Han Muye asked.

No one knows the answer to this question.

At least it is impossible for a low-level cultivator to know.

It's just that Zuo Baichou is walking everywhere, whether it is rumors or secrets, he always knows a lot, and he has some judgments of his own.

"Brother Han, the Immortal Realm is in charge of the Ascension Immortal Terrace for five thousand years, and it is said that this time it should be the Iron Armor Battle Gate."

"It's just that you also know that if the Iron Armor Battle Gate wants to seize the opportunity to take charge, it will have to compete with the Yunlan Dao Gate and several others."

"The Yunlan Dao Sect has been in charge for five thousand years last year, and as the number one sect in the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm, they don't want to give away this opportunity."

Murong Zheng, the Divine Emperor of the Divine Court, was born in the Yunlan Dao Sect.

Yunlan Daomen is the force that has been in charge of Ascension Immortal Realm for the longest time.

The Tianyao Gate and the Iron Armor Battle Gate only have a chance to take charge almost once every 100,000 years.

"Xuanling Sword Sect, Blood Battle Sect, Yunlan Dao Sect, all possible." Zuo Baichou said his own judgment, and then said: "The main thing is to see who is determined to rob it." ”

After all, it is only an opportunity to be in charge for 5,000 years, and it is only ascending to Sendai, and it is not a state in the fairy realm.

If you work hard for this place, you have to see if it's worth it.

What Zuo Baichou said was similar to what Han Muye perceived from the memory of the sword.

"Wind Thief, Bitter Immortal Domain Immortal Demon King, Xuanling Sword Sect is involved, I'm afraid I also have a headache." Zhao Chen, who was sitting on the side, whispered softly.

Zuo Baichou nodded.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

"Hum—"

A roar rang out from the distant sky.

The roar exploded, like a galloping horse.

"Tempest—"

In the void, whistling and drinking.

Storm Thief!

Arrow.

Countless long arrows flew from a hundred miles away, covering the sky and the sun.

"Defense!"

In the Scattered Fire City, Zhang Zhenbiao's voice sounded, and a golden sword tower appeared, hovering in the void, turning into thousands of feet.

The Ten Thousand Zhangs Sword Tower emitted a stream of light, crashing towards the rain of arrows in front of it.

A thin canopy emerged, combined with the power of the sword tower, turned into a barrier, and pressed towards the place where the arrow rain fell in front of it.

Peng Ming Daojun can also have some power when he induces the power of the remaining great array.

It seems that he really wants to atone for his sins, hoping to be lightly punished by the Xuanling Sword Sect.

"Bang-"

The sword light collided with the rain of arrows, and the missing arrows crashed into the light curtain formed by the power of the large array of city protection, and there was a bang.

The light curtain was faint to the naked eye, and long arrows pierced the light curtain and pierced the newly rebuilt buildings in the Scattered Fire City.

Those wooden pavilions were shot through directly, and each arrow seemed to contain a thousand great powers, and exploded with a bang.

"Smack-"

A long arrow shattered in front of the small building where Han Muye and they were partying.

Chu Lao, who was holding a long knife, fell down in one step, and then had a solemn expression on his face.

"It's the Wind Thief's Wind Arrows."

Chu Lao flew down to Zhao Chen's side and spoke in a deep voice.

"Only by gathering tens of thousands of swift wind thieves can this formation be formed."

"A hundred miles away, ten rounds of arrow rain, even the Tianzun powerhouse at the peak of human immortals can't stop it."

The wind is over 10,000, the wind is swept away, and the sky is cracked.

The Wind Thieves can rely on the strength of the crowd to run amok, relying on a strong battle array.

Vertical and horizontal, popular thousands of miles.

"Wind Thief, do you dare to come to my Xuanling Sword Sect to attack the city, are you looking for death?" Zhang Zhenbiao shouted, and the golden light above the four-story sword tower condensed into substance.

A hundred-zhang primordial god appeared, holding a long sword, standing in the air.

He is also a master of the Human Immortal Semi-Saint Realm, with a convergence of strength and strong kendo methods.

With him appearing, the originally panicked Scattered Fire City suddenly settled down a lot.

The previous turmoil has already made many people's hearts palpitate.

The rain of arrows has stopped.

"Unstoppable." Zuo Baiqiao looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "The sword formation of the Wind Thief is stronger than the other. ”

"The second round of arrow rain will not destroy the entire Scattered Fire City, but it will also defeat Zhang Zhenbiao."

When he said this, he was suddenly stunned, and his face changed sharply: "Brother Han, teleportation array." ”

The rain of arrows will destroy the teleportation array!

Zhao Chen also changed color.

Han Muye nodded, and a faint sword intent appeared on his body.

He didn't want to care about these things, but unfortunately, he couldn't stay out of them.

Without the teleportation array, how could he get to Yunlu City?

"Hum—"

Void Shock.

It was the power of the second round of arrow rain.

The longbow does not fire, but it has the power to shock the mind.

This power converged, causing the entire Scattered Fire City to shake slightly, and those immortal qi could not be condensed, and it seemed to be absorbed by the battle array hundreds of miles away.

Zhang Zhenbiao, who was standing in mid-air, had a solemn face, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Wind Thief, what do you want?" ”

The majesty of the previous great sect cannot be violated, and it becomes an inquiry at this time.

After all, the strength of the sect is not its own strength.

Before life or death, you still have to look at yourself.

"Bang-"

The answer to Zhang Zhenbiao was the second round of arrow rain.

Don't talk about it.

"Kill!"

Zhang Zhenbiao shouted, the golden light on the sword tower was dazzling, and he crashed forward.

The power of the great array induced by Peng Ming Daojun also followed.

"Boom-"

The loose rain of arrows turned into a thousand arrows in mid-air, crashing into Zhang Zhenbiao's golden pagoda.

The golden pagoda slammed and exploded into pieces of golden shards.

A three-inch blue-gray small tower flew back, crashed into Zhang Zhenbiao's Yuanshen Phantom, and fell with his body.

This disciple of the town guard of Scattered Fire City, after a few days, was seriously injured again.

The arrows that smashed the golden pagoda went straight down and pierced the bluestone square that had just been repaired not long ago, stirring up a piece of rubble and sinking into the ground.

"Hum—"

The arrow vibrated and emitted a piercing roar that made the soul turbulent, and it was not until Baixia slowly dissipated.

This arrow terrified the whole city.

"Let me go of the Wind Thief brother, and take out 100 billion fairy spirit stones to make amends."

"Hand over the man who captured my brother of the Wind Thief."

In the void, there was a cold whisper.

There was a vicious aura in the voice, as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared.

"Impossible—" Zhang Zhenbiao let out a low breath, but the injury was triggered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I'm not talking to you about terms." The voice in the void resumed.

"You don't have the qualifications to negotiate with me yet."

In the indifferent voice, there was the majesty of the superior.

"Give you a hundred breaths."

100 breaths!

The city is full of life and death, just here for a hundred breaths!

Many immortal cultivators flew up in panic and fled towards the outside of the city.

Zhang Zhenbiao, as the defender of the scattered fire town, would never give up the face of the sect and give in to the wind thief.

The city of scattered fire will perish!

Zhang Zhenbiao held a long sword in his hand, holding a small blue and gray tower, and his face changed.

He looked up at the sky.

"My sword cultivation is just life and death."

Looking up to the sky and roaring, the sword intent on his body exploded, and his face was full of generosity that was absolutely dying.

"Brother Han, Zhang Zhenbiao swears to live and die with Scattered Fire City, and when the sect people come, please tell Brother Han that I, Zhang Zhenbiao, have not lost the face of the Xuanling Sword Sect."

Within a hundred breaths, whether it is Han Muye or Zhang Zhenbiao, they can escape.

But Zhang Zhenbiao is the deacon of the scattered fire town, if he leaves, the face of the Xuanling Sword Sect will be gone.

His life and death have been tied to his duty.

But Han Muye can go.

Above the attic, Zhao Chen and Zuo Baitiao were both looking at Han Muye.

The Wind Thieves would not launch a third round of arrow rain attacks until they breathed, which was enough time for them to leave Scattered Fire City.

"Hundred breaths?"

Han Muye stepped out in one step, the sword light on his body with the slightest vibration of the shattered void.

In mid-air, Han Muye nodded towards Zhang Zhenbiao.

"Wait for my ten breaths."

Ten breaths?

Do what?

Zhang Zhenbiao was slightly stunned, and before he could speak, his eyes were already wide.

Behind Han Muye, the long sword flew out of the sword box, turning into a dragon of sword light, and the long dragon was in the air, carrying Han Muye for a hundred miles.

Man and sword, shine in the sky.

"I'll give you a chance."

The sword light dragon roared, and the sword in Han Muye's hand slowly pointed down.

Ten thousand horsemen stand in a forest, and the longbow is full of the moon.

"Let me see how capable the Bitter Immortal Realm Wind Thief, who is famous in the Immortal Realm."

Below, in the battle array, a shout: "Shoot-"

Ten thousand arrows were fired at the same time, covering the sky and the sun.

Han Muye's eyes burst with brilliance, and the sword in his hand slashed down.

The sword light dragon exploded violently.

Ten Thousand Swords.

To ten thousand arrows!