The long sword shook, and in the eyes of the middle-aged man who vomited blood, it turned into a figure.

Wearing a green robe, his face is handsome, and his figure is as tall as a sword.

"Lu Yuejian, Lu Yuejian, you really have a spirit, just continue my lineage inheritance......" Looking at the figure in front of him, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of the green robe, and then let go.

His heart was broken, and his soul was shattered.

And so it fell.

The blue-robed young man transformed by the long sword squatted down, and the original confusion in his eyes slowly turned into firmness.

"I am, Lu Yue?"

"No, I'm Han Muye."

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, Nine Xuan Sword Gate Sword Viewer."

Han Muye.

Incarnated as a sword, he sealed the Altar of the Pantian Plane Passage with his true body of the sword, and finally sealed it together with the power of the Pantian Plane, falling into the Endless Void.

Han Muye's true body of the sword path was not only all of his own cultivation power, but also the power that countless desolate divine beasts blessed with their own origin power, thus condensing the power that could compete with the Pantian plane.

The true body of the sword, which was sealed by the power of the Pantian plane, floated in the endless void.

Because of the traction of the origin power of the Pantian plane on it, he unconsciously fell on the Pantian plane, was picked up by the cultivators in the Pantian plane, and sent to the sect to raise the sword.

This kendo sect called the Mitian Sword Sect is not a big force above the Pantian plane, but a small kendo sect in a corner of the country.

Han Muye's true body of the sword path was warmed up in the Sword Cultivation House of the Mitian Sword Sect for several years, and then was picked up by Guo Hua, the peak master of the Miyue Peak of the sect, as a portable sword.

Because he saw the word Lu Yue on the hilt of the sword, he named the sword Lu Yue Sword.

Lu Yuejian followed Guo Hua to see a lot of cultivation scenes on the Pantian plane, and Han Muye's forbidden divine soul power also quietly recovered.

A few days ago, the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect Cultivating Sword House invited Guo Hua to go.

When Guo Hua came out of the Sword Raising Mansion, his muscles and veins were broken, and he tried his best to escape from the sect.

"Just because the sword inheritance of Miyue Peak threatens the main peak, we will kill Guo Hua, who has the best talent on Miyue Peak."

"How could such a sect develop?"

Han Muye, who had recovered all his memories, looked at Guo Hua, who had fallen, and sighed and whispered.

The Mitian Sword Sect has more than a dozen peaks of all sizes, with the main peak Mitian Peak as the respect, and the sect inheritance is also the strongest with the Mitian Peak inheritance.

However, Guo Hua is a strong kendo talent, and with his own strength, he can let the inheritance of Miyue Peak overpower the main peak.

The next successor to the position of the sect master of the Mitian Sword Sect is imminent, and no one in the main peak can suppress Guo Hua, so he has to borrow the hand of the elder of the Sword Lu to get rid of Guo Hua.

Woe to the wall, the same door cannibalism.

When Guo Hua was dying, the only wish in his heart was not revenge, but to continue the lineage.

Han Muye raised his hand and looked at the blood stained between his sleeves.

It was this mouthful of blood full of thoughts that made him completely recover, and it was also this mouthful of blood that made him no longer be rejected by this heavenly plane.

"If this is an opportunity in the dark, then I will help you carry forward the inheritance of Miyue Peak."

Han Muye whispered softly, his eyes flashing.

It's just another inheritance, kendo, who can compete with him Han Muye?

Because the cultivation inheritance of the Pantian Plane is extremely stable, it cannot mobilize the power outside the body at all, and can only add its own strength.

Whether it is kendo or body refining, in Han Muye's opinion, it is an extremely crude practice.

It's just that once the people of the Pantian plane leave this plane and go to the lower plane, that body is not restrained, and directly turns into a giant, and can shatter a heaven and earth with a single hand, and no one can stop it.

There are many missions in the Pantian Plane that are called to fight in other planes, but you need to join the big forces and have enough strength to do so.

A small sect like the Mitian Sword Sect is not qualified to fight in other planes.

After burying Guo Hua, Han Muye did not go far, and practiced in retreat in the valley.

This place is not far from the Mitian Sword Sect, and it won't take long for the people of the Mitian Sword Sect to find it.

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Not too deep in a cave.

Han Muye sat cross-legged.

On his body, a trace of golden streamer floated, turning into golden chains.

This is the power of the Great Dao of the Pantian Plane, and it is also the power of sealing the town above the altar at the beginning, and there are tens of millions of pounds every moment, locking his body to death.

At this time, Han Muye used the body refining technique cultivated by the clone to continuously refine his body, attracting the power of this town to infuse his body.

This saved him the process of absorbing the origin of heaven and earth in this direction.

What power can compare to the powerful origin of the plane of the Sealed Town?

When Han Muye refines all the chains that sealed his body, he will have the strength to directly compete with one plane.

"Hum—"

There was a thud, and a long sword appeared in front of him.

This sword is based on his ontological true spirit bone as the carrier, which carries the power of countless divine beasts, and uses his divine soul sword as the sword spirit.

Such a sword weapon, if it can stimulate all its power, it will definitely be able to smash the universe of all directions with one sword!

Differentiated into a true spirit sword weapon, the body only left the physical body to be tempered by the power of the Pantian plane.

The palm of his hand stroked the sword weapon, and there was constantly divine light staggering around Han Muye's body.

Ten days later.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly drew his sword.

"When—"

A sword light was shattered by the sword in his hand.

Two figures were in front of him, their faces showing horror.

"Why is Lu Yuejian in your hands?"

"What about Lord Guo Huafeng?"

The two people who spoke looked to be in their forties, with sturdy figures, holding swords in their hands, and their eyes were fixed on Han Muye.

Outside the cave, there was a commotion, and then several figures rushed in.

"This is the master's Lu Yue Sword!"

"Master's sword is here, so, that tomb is real?"

"Who are you, and why is Shizun's sword in your hand?"

Those figures rushed in front of Han Muye, and they all exclaimed.

Some people are full of grief, others are panicked.

"This person must have killed Lord Guo Feng, we have to avenge Lord Guo Feng!" The two people who had shot at Han Muye before glanced at each other, and the sword in their hands stabbed at Han Muye again.

It was only the sword blade that came out, and one of the few people who came after stepped out, blocking the two sword lights with the sword in his hand.

"This is my Miyue Peak's matter, you don't have to interfere."

There was a cloud of light flickering on the sword in his hand, which seemed to be cold.

This is a young man in his thirties, tall and with eyes like electricity.

There was a faint sword aura on his body, and his aura was a cut higher than that of everyone around him.

As his words fell, several other companions also stood in front of Han Muye.

The two looked at each other, and turned away a little unwillingly.

When they left, everyone in the cave looked at Han Muye.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the young man standing in front of Han Muye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Your sword-"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye's voice had already sounded: "Zhang Mingyuan, I have the last words of Lord Guo Huafeng, do you want to listen to it?" ”