Han Muye's sword has always been placed in the sword box behind his back, and outsiders don't know how many swords there are, but Han Muye has gathered a long dragon of sword light, and there are many sword weapons in the sword box.

Outsiders have also speculated whether he is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect or not, and whether he also has a sword tower.

It's just that he has never used the sword method of the Xuanling Sword Sect, which is difficult to distinguish.

Of course, whether he is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect or not is not the most important thing in this wasteland.

In the Yunteng Wasteland, it ultimately depends on your own strength.

Just like that, at this time!

Han Muye let out a low shout, and in the sword box behind him, ten thousand long swords were unsheathed, one after another, like a dragon of long swords, and like a river of sword light.

Each long sword shone brightly, connecting the long swords, as bright as the stars of Zhou Tian.

"When."

A long sword collided with the sword light that came to kill, and the long sword shook slightly, falling directly.

Unstoppable.

The exercises of the Blood War Sect, which are based on evil qi, have a strong suppressive effect on the spirituality of the immortal light.

Han Muye's sword was completely unable to resist in front of the long sword of the godless sword Immortal Xia Jun.

But Han Muye's sword was not a sword.

Rather, ten thousand long swords came out together.

"When—"

"When—"

……

Each sword fell after colliding with the sword light of the Godless Sword Immortal.

One handle.

Ten handles.

100 handles.

A thousand handles!

The striking sword finally slowed down slightly.

Thousands of long swords collided, and finally stopped the speed of the godless sword immortal sword light.

As long as the sword can slow down a bit, that's enough.

Countless sword lights were like locusts, surrounding the long sword, and the sound of "clanging" was endless.

By the time the long sword flew down three feet in front of Han Muye, it had completely lost the power of impact, and it was quietly suspended.

This is a blue-gray long sword, the sword is three feet long, full of fairy patterns, the blade is dull, and the dark golden hilt is engraved with mysterious thunderbird patterns.

In front of Han Muye, there was no sword to stop him.

At this point, he was facing the sword straight ahead.

"It's really blocked!" In the surrounding void, a low exclamation was heard.

The sword of the Godless Sword Immortal was thousands of miles, like the magnificent ups and downs of the collapse of the heavenly clouds, which made the hearts of countless sword cultivators tremble.

With such a sword, within a radius of 10,000 miles, I am afraid that there are few people who dare to say that it can be taken safely.

"This method is really like the sword formation of the Xuanling Sword Sect, but, it's not." Someone stared at Han Muye and whispered softly.

If a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect controlled the sword formation with the power of the sword tower, he could be sharper than Han Muye's sword light at this time.

Of course, being able to make ten thousand swords as one, breaking the sky-pouring sword of the Divine Sword Immortal, is already a rare powerhouse among sword cultivators.

"Wonderful, it's worth the trip." A gray-haired old man wearing a black robe with a black long sword on his back had bright eyes and a trace of sword intent exuding from his body.

It's worth the trip.

Seeing this type of kendo collision is already worth the trip.

Under everyone's gaze, Han Muye slowly reached out his hand.

A thin sword light shone from his fingertips, which collided with the long sword in front of him.

The sword light penetrated into the long sword, and the long sword suddenly trembled violently, as if it wanted to escape, but it was imprisoned and unable to leave.

"Dare—"

Thousands of miles away, there was an angry shout, and the sound of wind and thunder surged.

Divine Sword Immortal Xia Jun broke through the sky!

But across thousands of miles, he needs time.

Han Muye had a slight smile on his face, and the sword intent at his fingertips penetrated into the long sword.

The image in his mind made him almost laugh out loud.

Where is this sword?

This is clearly a sword of the primordial gods!

The godless sword immortal Xia Jun condensed his Yuan Shen into a sword weapon, and directly used this sword to attack and kill.

Now to explore the secrets in the sword by himself, he is to directly look at his Yuan Shen memory.

Moreover, as long as he infuses his sword intent, he can directly snatch his sword dao primordial god, making him really a "godless sword immortal"!

Wearing a black robe, eight feet tall, full of sword light, and a fifty-year-old man with an undispersed style, stood ten zhang away in front of Han Muye, his eyes staring at Han Muye.

He raised his hand, his palm in his hand, trying to lure back his sword.

But under the infusion of Han Muye's sword intent, the sword weapon no longer listened to his command.

This made Xia Jun's face extremely ugly.

"What's going on?" The kendo powers who had come from far and wide to watch were all puzzled.

Why can't the long sword of the Godless Sword Immortal be recovered?

For a sword cultivator, the sword is siblings and life.

If the sword is controlled by outsiders, wouldn't it be a direct surrender of one's own life?

"This Yunlan Sword Immortal is terrifying." Some of the masters who saw the clue stared at the trembling long sword and whispered in a low voice.

This sword wants to go, but it can't get out!

In the future, if anyone wants to fight with Yunlan Sword Immortal, they must not use the sword technique, otherwise, it is likely that the sword in their hand will be taken away!

Seeing that the long sword trembled, the Godless Sword Immortal gritted his teeth and snorted, and then raised his hands.

"Hum—"

The long sword reverberated and slowly turned into a golden streamer.

The power of the soul!

This sword is not a real sword, but a primordial god!

This is the true secret of the Godless Sword Immortal!

Countless exclamations were heard.

The name of the godless sword immortal Xia Jun has been spread in the wasteland for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows that the long sword he killed in the air turned out to be his own primordial god.

This guy dares to directly attack and kill with his own Yuan Shen, and he is not afraid of being impregnated with secret methods and directly seize the Yuan Shen?

The Yuan Shen is agile, and it is not comparable to any sword weapon at all.

But the Yuan Shen is the Yuan God after all, and it is not as stable as the real sword weapon, and although the spirituality is strong, it is easy to be eroded.

If he had known that Xia Jun's sword was transformed by the Yuan Shen, then he would never have been undefeated for 30,000 years!

"It's a pity that this opportunity to defeat Xia Jun was lost by Yunlan Sword Immortal-" Someone's eyes were full of light, and before the words came out, he suddenly glared.

The scattered primordial spirits reunited and reappeared in front of Xia Jun.

The reproducible Genshin is not a sword, but a blood-colored war spear!

Bloody Guns!

Blood War Sect!

The sword path overhaul that has been famous for 10,000 years on the Yunteng Wasteland has actually overwhelmed the disciples of the Blood Battle Sect of the Overlord of the Rain Immortal Realm!

If it weren't for Yunlan Sword Immortal's action and breaking Xia Jun's Yuan Shen Sword, who would have known that Xia Jun was actually a disciple of the Blood War Sect?

The Blood War Sect is one of the overlords of this realm, and it is also the kind of overlord that cannot be provoked.

Many people looked at the blood-colored spear and couldn't help but retreat quietly.

The domineering of the Blood War Sect has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of all the immortal cultivators in the Rain Immortal Realm.

The name of bloody battles is obtained by fighting to the death.

Whoever goes against the disciples of the Blood War Sect must be prepared for the endless pursuit of the Blood War Sect.

"Good means, you can turn the deity into a sword, you are the first in 10,000 years." Xia Jun raised his hand to hold the handle of the gun, and watched Han Muye's gaze condense with murderous intent.

"The last one is Duming Sword Immortal He Qu."

"It's hard to kill him."

Duming Sword Immortal He Qu!

The name drew exclamations from all around.

The famous lone sword immortal in the wasteland, a powerhouse who had reached the realm of refining void, disappeared for 10,000 years, and many people speculated that he had broken through the retreat and was ready to step into the realm of turning into void.

It turned out that he was killed by the Godless Sword Immortal Xia Jun!

On Xia Jun's spear, the blood light converged into a blood-colored wolf shadow.

This wolf shadow has three heads, and the body is illusory, with a black halo.

"I hope you don't disappoint me, come and be the fourth soul of my bloody battle spear!"

Xia Jun, who no longer concealed his identity, drank for a long time, and the war spear stabbed out.

The spear roared, piercing through the void.

Ten ten-thousandth of a breath of space was broken.

Gather the power at the point and break through the void!

One inch long, one inch strong!

The power of the spear is not inferior to the sword.

The power of the Blood War Sect is not inferior to the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Xia Jun's spear is stronger than his sword!

When this shot was stabbed, the eyes of countless people around widened and their hearts beat wildly.

With such a shot, even the Refining Void Heavenly Immortals probably wouldn't dare to take it hard!

"Boom-"

The spear slammed into Han Muye's body, directly wrapping his body, and the blood-colored streamers intertwined, turning into a light cocoon.

Engulf.

With bloodthirsty power, he directly enveloped and devoured Han Muye.

The Blood War Sect nourishes the war with war, and the more it fights, the stronger it becomes, and it never stops.

As long as this spear devours Han Muye's divine soul body, it can gather another battle spear soul.

The wolf of the three will also turn into four.

Looking at the surging blood light, Xia Jun showed a smile on his face.

"Blood soul devouring, no wonder."

"Xia Jun is a strong person in the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood Battle Sect, he is the best at devouring divine souls, and he has no divine sword immortals, this name is really ironic......"

There are three halls in the Blood War Sect, Blood Kill, Blood Soul, Blood Seal, Blood Kill is the wildest, Blood Soul is the most ruthless, and Blood Mark is the most cruel.

When the strong man of the Blood Soul Hall makes a move, he will draw the opponent's Divine Soul Refining Weapon to refine his body, no wonder this Xia Jun can get the name of a godless sword immortal.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, I'm afraid there is no name in this world......"

Many eyes fell on the bloody light, and their faces were complicated.

In the end, the great sect is the big sect, and the background, background, and means are not comparable to ordinary immortal cultivators.

The Blood War Sect's blood soul devouring could not be cracked at all.

Otherwise, the Blood War Sect would not be able to become one of the overlords of the Rain Covering Immortal Realm.

The blood light surged, and Xia Jun's eyes turned to Yunlan City in front of him.

After a while, I will become the master of this city.

If it weren't for the sect's mission, let yourself suppress the Yunlan Sword Immortal, who might be a master of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and he wouldn't have made a move.

Now looking at Yunlan City, perhaps, I have come to the right place?

With a smile on his face, he reached out and pressed down.

The blood-colored light cocoon that enveloped Han Muye began to sink inward.

But at this moment, the smile on his face slowly retracted.

In the next moment, his face was full of fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying!

The blood soul that condensed his cultivation was completely uncontrollable!

The power of the blood soul is crumbling!

The Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect relies on the power of the Blood Soul to suppress the Quartet, if the power of the Blood Soul is broken, then the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect will be abolished.

The change in the expression on Xia Jun's face also made the strong people who were concerned by all parties change their faces.

The mind is sharp, and he has already sensed that something is wrong.

It seems that the power of the blood soul did not directly kill Han Wuving?

"Boom-"

The blood soul power that wrapped Han Muye exploded, and three blood-colored streamers rushed into the sky and landed on the god list of Yunlan City.

Then, three golden phantoms emerged.

"That is, Chen Siyuan, the powerhouse of the Blood War Sect, was appointed as an elder in the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect back then, he, how could he be in Xia Jun's Blood Soul......" Seeing the figure standing first, some people were puzzled.

"Rebel!" In mid-air, the golden figure standing first stared at Xia Jun, who was pale below, and shouted violently.

Rebels!

Xia Jun's legs were weak.

"I remember, there was a closed disciple under Elder Chen Siyuan back then, named Xia Yucheng!"

"That's right, that's a cultivation genius, it is said that he has stepped into the peak of human immortals in just a thousand years, and he is a proud figure among the descendants of the Blood War Sect, but unfortunately, for some reason, he disappeared."

Xia Yucheng, it's this Xia Jun, no god sword immortal!

But how could his master be in the power of his blood soul?

"Xia Jun, no, Xia Yucheng, you didn't expect that I could have a secret method to communicate with blood souls, right?" Han Muye stood there, looked at Xia Jun who was paralyzed on the ground, and opened his mouth.

"Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, sneak attack the retreating master, refine it into his own blood soul, and even the other two blood souls are fellow sects of the Blood War Sect."

"No wonder you want to come to this Yunteng Wasteland incognito, are you afraid that if you stay in the Blood War Sect, your evil deeds will eventually be discovered, right?"

Han Muye's words seemed to hit Xia Jun with a hammer.

He shuddered and looked up at the three figures who were glaring angrily.

"Yes, you forced me to ......"

"Heaven and man can't decay, I have no place to die, I don't want to die, it can only be you who die!"

Gritting his teeth, Xia Jun slowly stood up, and the blood on his body was condensed.

In his hand, a blood-colored spear reappeared.

But when the war spear reappeared, all the surrounding watchers exclaimed.

"Demon Light!"

"He's taken refuge in the Bitter Immortal Domain!"

"This is the bloody demonic qi, there are only a few people in the Bitter Immortal Domain who cultivate this way."

Several figures flew out and crashed towards Xia Jun.

Not to mention the same hatred and hatred, if you can win Xia Jun at this time, you can at least buy a favor for the Blood War Sect.

The Blood War Sect will not tolerate traitors who deceive their own teachers and destroy their ancestors.

Although the Blood War Sect acted arrogantly, it was not considered an evil sect.

"Boom-"

Xia Jun's spear was raised, and a bloody light exploded, and then his body was wrapped in blood light and flew away.

Several sword lights followed, chasing them out.

Han Muye looked at the distant streamer and did not make a move.

There's no need for it.

He also didn't expect that this sword powerhouse who had been rampant in the wasteland for 30,000 years would actually be a disciple of the Blood War Sect.

The key is still a disciple who betrayed the Blood War Sect.

This time, I am afraid that the face of the Blood War Sect will be lost.

Looking up at the figure of the three gods who had been sealed by the god list, Han Muye showed a surging smile on his face.

Naturally, he didn't have the ability to communicate with blood souls.

But when he touched Xia Jun's Yuan God Sword before, he had already seen the process of his condensation of blood soul.

He already knows Xia Jun's cultivation method well.

Relying on his full-level comprehension, he deduced the flaws in this blood soul cultivation.

Although the blood soul is strong, Xia Jun's condensation is not enough.

As long as the Soul Forge is disintegrated while it is devoured, the power of the Blood Soul can be shattered.

When he was wrapped in the blood soul just now, he had already used his Yuan Shen Sword to shatter Xia Jun's blood soul and rescue the three soul casting.

The rest of the matter doesn't need him to take action.

A day later, Xia Jun was attacked and killed by the powerhouses of the Blood War Sect, and his divine soul was collected.

The majesty of the Blood War Sect cannot be offended.

Yunlan City, the city lord's hall.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him with a cold face.

"The junior has seen the Blood Soul Hall Hengtian Elder of the Blood Battle Sect."

The Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect turned into a powerhouse in the Void Realm, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, and killing the traitor Xia Jun in one day in the Yunteng Wasteland.

The strength of the Blood War Sect can be seen.

"Are you interested in joining the Blood War Sect?" Elder Hengtian put his hands behind his back, looked at the god list that was still hanging in the sky, and opened his mouth surgingly.