The weighty right-handed sword collided with a sword weapon of the same power, turning into a thunderous explosion.

The two ordinary cold swords collided silently, and the chill on the blades condensed, entwining the two swords together.

With the sword light that exploded in his right hand, Han Muye's figure took the sword in his left hand as the axis, and with a rotation, the blade of the sword picked up the Sky Long Sword that flew again.

Twin swords, fight three ways to slash my phantom!

It was a sight that no one expected.

Some people thought that Han Muye would turn into a clone.

Some people speculate that Han Muye will break each one.

Some people feel that Han Muye is afraid that he will retreat first and then advance.

……

No one would have thought that Han Muye would use his two-handed long sword to block the three shadows in front of him.

"Bang-"

The icy sword light shattered, and a flame flickered.

The transition between ice and fire is natural and smooth.

What slashes my phantom is under the control of Han Muye's own swordsmanship.

The Fire Vein Sword Technique, Han Muye had used it several layers earlier.

The intertwined swords separated, and the frost on the sword body exploded, and the flames turned into a long dragon and crashed towards Han Muye.

But in Han Muye's hand, the same dragon shadow had already emerged.

"Boom-"

On the other side, the thunderbolt exploded.

Han Muye did not hesitate, and the same thunder light intertwined.

On the bluestone platform, light and shadow flicker.

Unconsciously, Han Muye had already shown various swordsmanship methods such as water veins, fire veins, wind clouds, thunder and lightning, and his kendo cultivation was mixed but not chaotic.

On the entire high platform, phantoms and figures are intertwined, and the sword light is invisible, shining and smart.

From time to time, the screams brought by shuttling through the void were mixed with the sound of clanging swords, breaking the balance.

"Among the sword cultivators of my Sword Sect with two hands and two swords, this person can enter the top thirty." In a trial hall, a bearded man with a beard with his eyes lit up, staring at the sword in Han Muye's hand.

It wasn't until he stepped into the sixty-second layer of trial that Han Muye showed the power of his two swords, which was really a rare surprise.

No matter what outsiders look at, Han Muye himself is immersed in the struggle with the phantom of slashing me.

On the other side is a strange and familiar self.

Each sword stabbed and slashed, with a familiar but unfamiliar power.

In Han Muye's mind, one picture after another flowed.

It turns out that there are still so many flaws in his swordsmanship.

It turned out that his speed was still not fast enough, and he was still not decisive enough to make a sword.

It turned out that the kendo he had mastered was far from the peak.

"Thorn-"

As soon as the blade of the sword turned, he relied on the picture in his mind, and stabbed out with a sword, leading away the long sword of the phantom on the left, and the blade of the sword was against the neck of the phantom.

"He wins—my day!" In front of the light curtain of a trial hall, a white-robed sword cultivator almost bit his tongue.

He watched as Han Muye withdrew the sword against the phantom's neck, and then whispered softly, "Come again." ”

It's not enough to defeat the Shadow of the Slasher, do you want to come again?

Above the light curtain, the sword in Han Muye's hand became faster and faster.

Those sword moves made people look more and more palpitating.

It seems that through the light curtain, you can feel the murderous intent contained in this sword light.

If you face such a sword, who can block a blow?

The double sword enemy slashed me three times, and from the beginning of the same sword moves, they all broke the move and won the counterattack.

Three days later, as long as the three shadows on the high platform moved, they would be held against his chest and neck by the long sword in Han Muye's hand.

The three figures were squeezed together, moving between square inches.

Those sword cultivators who had been probing and watching through the Spirit Illumination Array had been silent since yesterday.

Not only did he suppress and defeat the shadow of me, but he also won so easily, defeating and starting again and again.

What does this mean?

It shows that when Han Muye was fighting with the shadow of me, he constantly summarized himself, broke through himself, and completely sublimated his swordsmanship.

Everyone outside the light curtain could also see that in the past three days, Han Muye's swordsmanship in the light curtain had improved by more than one level.

"It's scary to be so perceptive......"

I don't know whose whisper it is, but it seems to resonate.

In almost every hall of trials, such a voice sounded.

"When—"

Han Muye slashed out with a sword, and the three phantoms shattered, and his body was wrapped in a golden halo and disappeared in place.

Sixty-three floors.

Sixty-four floors.

Eighty floors!

There is no layer that can slack Han Muye's footsteps.

Those powerhouses of the Xuanling Sword Sect behind the Spirit Illumination Array were all waiting, wanting to see how far Han Muye could go in this place of trial.

You must know that stepping on the eighty floors is already qualified to become a disciple of the Heaven Survey Hall and become an elite existence of the Double Hall.

And this, it only took Han Muye less than a hundred days in the land of trials.

With two hundred days left, what level can he go to?

In Yunlu City, Wang Minghe and Chen Qiu walked out of the trial hall with gloomy faces.

The trial disciples in the main hall had already been driven out, leaving only Zhao Xu and a few other Sword Sect disciples to stay.

Wang Jintai, who hurriedly came from Qingyun Town, stood in front of the light curtain, her face full of emotion.

He couldn't have imagined that Han Muye would be able to come this far.

The eighty floors of the land of trials, the elite status of the two halls.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at his uncle who walked out of the main hall, and his expression turned solemn.

Things in Scattered Fire City are more troublesome than expected.

This time, the Zhenhuang Palace is determined to embarrass Yu Zezhou and his own uncle.

"Elder Xiong, since you have issued a requisition order, then you have to arrange the task yourself, why bother to find this town guard." On the stone steps outside the trial hall, Wang Minghe, who had his hands behind his back, looked indifferent.

On his side, Chen Qiu, who came from the Zhenxuan Palace, also had a cold expression.

"Senior Brother Wang, I'm going to recruit and suppress the Wind Thieves, but this matter is about the disciples of the Scattered Fire Town Guard, and it is also about a disciple who is participating in the trial in the place of trial." Xiong Ke, who was standing under the stone steps, looked grim and spoke in a deep voice.

"Peng Ming has confessed that he raised those nine dead insects with the consent of the town guard deacon."

"Also, the trial disciple who took action to lift the crisis in Scattered Fire City, I hope to come out and clarify."

Xiong Ke's eyes showed a cold color: "His strength is so high, why do you want to let go of the Wind Thieves Brigade." ”

Han Muye was able to step into the eightieth layer in the Land of Trials, and it was not difficult to leave behind the original Ten Thousand Formations of the Wind Thief.

At least if you really want to make a move, most of these 10,000 people will be killed and injured.

But Han Muye not only did not kill anyone, but also let them leave, leaving only his commander to surrender to Scattered Fire City.

Xiong Ke grasped this point and asked Han Muye to make it clear.

However, at this time, Han Musavage was in the land of trials, how could he explain it clearly?

"Zhang Zhenbiao has merits and demerits, and this town guard will deal with it in accordance with the laws and regulations of the sect."

"The trial disciple is in the trial, according to the practice of the sect, you need to wait for him to come out of the trial before asking." Wang Minghe waved his hand and said lightly.

Xiong Kexiu is no worse than him, but without his identity as a guard, it is useless to be arrogant in front of him.

Wang Minghe wants to protect Zhang Zhenbiao and Han Muye, it is simply a matter of one sentence.

In his opinion, just let Xiong Ke make trouble.

It's best to wait for Han Muye to come out of the place of trial, Xiong Ke will make a fuss again, and push Han Muye to the Zhenxuan Hall naturally.

He turned his head slightly to look at Chen Qiu beside him.

Sure enough, the look that flashed in Chen Qiu's eyes at this time also meant the same thing.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Wang Minghe, you are protecting the people of Zhenxuan Palace, and you are shielding and conniving." Xiong Ke sneered and stretched out his hand to point at Wang Minghe.

"You have failed to survive the unhappiness of the five decays of heaven and man, and your cultivation has declined, at this time, it is all covered by secret treasures, and you are powerless to suppress the rebellion in the wasteland, and let the wind thieves run rampant, Wang Minghe, your matter is big!"

Xiong Ke's words made Wang Minghe's face change greatly.

Chen Qiu, who was beside him, also lowered his face.

Crossing the catastrophe of the five decays of heaven and man should have been to step down from the duty of guarding the town and concentrate on the catastrophe.

Wang Minghe did not step down, but quietly crossed the catastrophe and used secret treasures to cover up his cultivation changes.

Later, the catastrophe could not be overcome, and there was a danger of rebuilding, so he reported it.

Although the elders of Zhenxuan Hall were angry, Wang Minghe was guarding the land of a state after all, and the real power in his hands was not small, so it was inconvenient to replace him rashly.

In addition, the relationship between the Zhenxuan Hall and the Zhenhuang Palace is not harmonious at present, and Wang Minghe is removed, maybe the position of the town guard in Yuze Prefecture will be fought for by the people of the Zhenhuang Palace.

Several elders of the Zhenxuan Hall discussed it, and they were ready to wait for the hall master to make a decision, and then delay it to see if Wang Minghe could survive the five decays of heaven and man safely.

I can't really cross it, and then find a way to quietly change him.

The reason why Elder Zeng Sheng immediately sent Chen Qiu this time was also to take advantage of the mistake of Scattered Fire City to test the skills of the palace, replace Wang Minghe safely, and let Chen Qiu take over the plan of the town guard of Yuze Prefecture.

But now Xiong Ke tore his face and said that Wang Minghe covered up the decline of cultivation, making it clear that he didn't want to be good.

"Xiong Ke, with you, you are not qualified to question this town guard." Wang Minghe snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and a trace of the power of heaven and earth in Yunlu City turned into a big hand and grabbed towards Xiong Ke.

Xiong Ke stood there, his face unchanged, staring at Wang Minghe with a sneer.

"Is this seat qualified to take care of you?" A voice sounded, and Wang Minghe's big hand that came out of his clothes slammed, turned into cyan immortal energy, and dissipated invisible.

He looked up in amazement at the figure that had stepped out in front of him.

"Wu Chaoshen, you're not in retreat—" Chen Qiu let out a low snort, his eyes revealing profundity, stopped talking, and nodded: "No wonder, you are already in the Heavenly Immortal Realm." ”

Behind Xiong Ke, a young man in a white robe and a black sheathed sword came slowly.

The young man's eyebrows were in the sideburns, there seemed to be starlight flashing in his eyes, his eyes were smart, he was eight feet tall, his shoulders were wide and long, revealing vigor.

Looking at the young man who stepped forward, Wang Minghe's heart sank.

No matter where you practice the world, you always speak with strength.

The one in front of him is the elite of the Zhenhuang Palace, and when he was in the trial, he went straight to the elite level, and in the next few tasks, he stood out and won the same level.

Among the seventy-two immortal elites under the Heavenly Immortals of the Zhenhuang Palace, this Wu Dynasty Shenneng ranked in the top ten, and he was an extremely terrifying guy.

Now that he has stepped into the realm of heavenly immortals, his combat power is probably even more unpredictable.

It's just that such a person, why would he come to take care of the town's secular affairs?

Wang Minghe looked at Wu Chaoshen who stepped forward and was silent.

"The Fuliao Wasteland has been infiltrated into a sieve by the Wind Thieves, and the twelve cities of Yuze Prefecture have been besieged, and the Scattered Fire City has been directly destroyed."

"Wanshen Commercial Bank had an affair with the Great Demon of the Bitter Immortal Domain, and even walked for the Great Demon."

Standing in front of the stone steps, Wu Chaoshen had a surging of suppressed power.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Minghe, and the starlight in his eyes seemed to be about to penetrate his pupils.

"The matter of the Wind Thieves is not a rebellion in my Yuze Prefecture, which state is there no chaos around?" Wang Minghe took a breath and said in a deep voice.

"As for Wanshen Commercial Bank, then Zuo Baiqiao pleaded guilty? Behind Wanshen Commercial Bank is the Fuyu uncle of Lingzhao Palace, who is the peak of the immortals, just to find a way out for his descendants. ”

Wang Minghe sits in a state, and he is naturally extraordinary.

The Storm Thieves Rebellion is not a matter of Yuze Prefecture alone.

Behind Wanshen Commercial Bank is the peak powerhouse of the Heavenly Immortals.

The town desolate hall is looking for trouble, and he can't be caught.

Even if Wu Chaoshen is an elite and is in the realm of heavenly immortals, can he still be convicted of being convicted out of thin air?

Sure enough, after his words were finished, Wu Chaoshen did not refute.

"Hum—"

With a soft sound, a golden light shone in front of Wang Minghe.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, it was a golden talisman of communication, and on it was the order of the sect.

His mind penetrated, his face turned pale, and he whispered: "How is it possible!" ”

Chen Qiugang on the side wanted to speak, and two communication runes flashed in front of him.

The probe took it, and his face kept changing.

"The Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Domain is suspected of being seriously injured and falling, and the demon kings of all parties are competing for the Nirvana Pearl."

"The Xiangtian Tiger Guardian powerhouse stepped under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and its deputy commander shot to kill the five Heavenly Immortal Realm elders, and the Sword Sect issued a siege mission."

"The Wind Thieves Brigade has assembled to rescue the people who have been detained by Yuze Prefecture, and among them are the masters of the Heavenly Immortal Realm."

If these messages are all about external forces, then the last two are about themselves.

"The strength of the Fuliao Wasteland is insufficient, and the elites of each hall are dispatched to guard it."

"The three states are eroded, and the town guards are all replaced, and the person who has completed the best task of resisting the enemy will serve as the person."

Elite disciples came to the Fuliao Wasteland to serve as town guards.

All the guards of the three states were replaced.

Such a major event was not even brewed, and it was directly released with the golden talisman of the sect.

This is an order that has been made and cannot be changed.

"How can this be ......"

Chen Qiu held the golden talisman in his hand and whispered.

"The fall of the Immortal Demon King, the turmoil in the Bitter Immortal Domain, and the swift wind thieves under the rule, the Sword Sect not only wants to defend, but also wants to attack." Wang Minghe's eyes shone brightly.

On the other side, Wu Chaoshen's eyes lit up and he nodded with a chuckle.

Chen Qiu also nodded slightly.

Wang Minghe has been guarding the town for many years, and he can see it clearly.

The Sword Sect's move was not only to stabilize its own territory, but also to be interested in the Bitter Immortal Domain.

"As for the removal of the guards," Wang Minghe's eyes fell on Wu Chaoshen's body, seeing that the aura on his body that belonged to the realm of heavenly immortals was lingering, and sighed slightly: "It's to hold the right to ascend to the immortal platform." ”

"It seems that this time my Xuanling Sword Sect is going to fight."

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "In the end, it's still my own cultivation that is not enough." ”

His words made Wu Chaoshen smile faintly: "You can see it clearly." ”

Behind Wu Chaoshen, Xiong Ke said in a low voice: "Senior brother, the matter of the investigation-"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Minghe held the golden talisman in his hand and said loudly: "This summons golden talisman is only a summons, the official order has not yet arrived, and my power and responsibility as a town guard have not yet been discharged." ”

He turned around and stepped into the hall behind him, and a voice came: "You have to take care of my affairs in Yuzezhou, and wait for me to step down." ”

Xiong Ke wanted to speak, but Wu Chaoshen raised his hand to stop.

"No hurry," Wu Chaoshen shook his head, his body moved, and dissipated in place.

Wang Minghe, who stepped into the Trial Hall, had a solemn face and turned his head to look at Chen Qiu: "Senior Brother Chen, it seems that the trial of Han Muye will inevitably be interrupted in the current situation. ”

"Not only that, if he is condemned, I am afraid that it will be difficult to obtain the status of an official disciple."

His eyes froze, and he whispered in a deep voice: "Now the only way to send him a message is to let him fight against the water and go straight to the hundred-layer trial ground." ”

"If you step into the hundred floors, you will be able to enter the Heavenly Palace, and when the time comes, the elite status of the three halls will not be under the control of each hall, but a special existence."

Chen Qiu was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice: "Is it possible to go straight from the eighty floors to the hundred floors?" ”

Wang Minghe shook his head and said, "I can drag him for most of the day, and the place of trial is about twenty days." ”

"One day, one floor."

It seemed that even he didn't dare to believe that someone could break through the first layer in one day after the eightieth layer of trials, Wang Minghe smiled bitterly: "Do your best, look at the destiny of heaven......

He raised his hand a little, and a golden rune landed on the light curtain in front of him.

Han Muye, who was fighting with demon beasts in the land of trials, paused slightly.

Above his head, a golden eye revealed a golden rune, transmitting messages one after another.

The golden rune was displayed, not only him, but all the other three hundred spirit people who watched after the formation saw it.

"There's such a mess in the Fuliao Wasteland?"

"The guards of the three states are going to be replaced, I'm afraid this time is unusual."

"Bitter Immortal Domain, what is this going to do?"

"It turns out that this person is from Yunlu City, and he is also from my Yuze Prefecture."

"Twenty days, twenty layers, rushing to hundreds of layers of trial ground, how is it possible, Wang Minghe, this guy is delusional."

"Crazy, who can rush to the twentieth floor on the twentieth?"

"After eighty layers, even if it is the peak of human immortals, I dare not say one layer a day."

"Damn, what is he going to do!"

In the light curtain, in front of thousands of people behind the Spirit Lighting Array, the sword in Han Muye's hand was slowly retracted.

Then, the sound of a sword groan in the sword box behind him resounded.

One after another, sword light flew out and turned into a long dragon.

Sword Sect means, ten thousand swords converge.

"He really wants to break through a hundred layers a day!" Zhu Yong of the Heaven Survey Hall slapped his palm fiercely and roared in a low voice.

On his body, there was a strong and extremely strong battle intent surging.

"Good guy, if you step on the hundred floors, Lao Tzu will immediately go to find him." Gong Shu of the Battle Heaven Hall beside Zhu Yong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and shouted.

Ahead, looking at the sword light dragon, the old man with slightly narrowed eyes showed a smile on his face.

He clasped his hands together lightly and whispered in his mouth: "Three Hall Elites? Actually, there is another hall in my Sword Sect that no one knows about. ”

"Boy, it's up to you to see if you have that ability......"