The swordsmanship of the Mitian Sword Sect has the artistic conception of covering up the traces, so it is named Mitian.

However, the cultivation methods in the entire Pantian Plane are displayed in the form of a rough opening and closing, and Wang Chenlong's magnificent sword slash out looks like people dare not face it directly, but the moves are just extremely simple.

Big ingenuity doesn't work.

The display of power is all in this sword.

In the hands of the strong, there is no need for many fancy moves.

In the Pantian plane, where the source power is stable to the extreme, kendo cultivation is like this, and it doesn't need to be delicate at all.

This has always been the consensus of all cultivators in the entire Pantian Plane.

A Dao Breaking Realm powerhouse made a move, and the power of this sword was so strong that the power of the agitated Great Dao made everyone around him pale.

Han Muye, who was facing this sword, had the same expression, and the long sword in his hand was lightly raised.

"When—"

The sword slammed against the blade that fell head-on, and then the sword shook.

The sound of countless collisions resounded and turned into a continuous sound.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Chenlong's extremely powerful sword, the power on it was weakened layer by layer.

When the blade of the sword landed three feet in front of Han Muye, it was already so weak that everyone felt that they could catch this sword.

"When—"

The long swords counteracted.

When the two swords touched, Han Muye's face was calm, and Wang Chenlong's eyes revealed murderous intent and disbelief.

He is a Dao Breaking Realm, and the power contained in the long sword is more than a hundred times that of the other party.

But how can such a force be crushed by the other party?

"This is in the rainbow sword technique, Yuntao three stacks." Wang Yun, who was standing in front of Zhang Mingyuan, widened his eyes and muttered.

"No, it's not a trifecta."

"This is, Yuntao, Yuntao Hundred Stacks ......"

The three stacks of clouds are to personify the power of the collision of the clouds and waves with swordsmanship, the clouds seem to be huge but illusory, and the collision is real with the void, and the power is reduced layer by layer.

The three stacks of clouds have been able to turn the power of the mountains into nothing.

At this time, the sword path methods displayed by Han Muye, hundreds of clouds and waves were superimposed, and the power of resistance could be overwhelming a hundred times.

"Elder Ben doesn't believe you can still catch a sword!" Wang Chenlong's face was swollen red, the sword blade in his hand was shocked, and all the dignified qi and blood on his body were infused.

The blade slashed down again.

This time, the sound of the majestic roar was louder than before.

Such a sword is already an extremely profound power in the Dao Breaking Realm.

This sword can be taken by less than ten in the entire Mitian Sword Sect.

Just the magnificent long roar, the people lurking in the distance all had a somewhat solemn expression.

"The Mitian Sword Sect still has some strength......

"This sword is also a strong person within a radius of thousands of miles."

In the world's cultivation, only strength can gain the respect of others.

Wang Chenlong slashed his sword, worthy of his status as a law enforcement elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect,

The power of the Great Dao attracted above the sword blade is also worthy of his status as a Dao-breaking powerhouse.

"Hum—"

The power of the Great Dao induced by the sword blade directly imprisoned the rocks, plants, and trees within a radius of hundreds of zhang, and even locked the bodies of all people.

Zhang Mingyuan and Yu Shaogang were covered in muscles and bones, as if they were about to be crushed.

At this moment, they could no longer have the slightest strength to resist, as long as Han Muye in front of them was defeated, their bodies would also be slashed under this sword.

Wang Chenlong didn't think about giving them a way to live at all.

Everyone's eyes were on the sword weapon in Han Muye's hand.

Can this sword still be resisted?

Han Muye's sword was raised again.

This time, he didn't stir up a hundred sword lights and then reduce the opponent's sword blades layer by layer.

This time, he stabbed the sword directly.

This sword was transformed by his true spirit bones, and its tenacity was so strong that even the Dominating Realm could not be damaged in the slightest.

With a sword in his hand, he used the simplest and most direct forward stab to resist the opponent's sword.

He had not reached the Dao realm cultivation of the Pantian plane, but his body was sturdy, and his physical strength was extremely strong.

realm, what use can it be in front of him?

Swords touched.

Wang Chenlong's sword was blocked by Han Muye's long sword.

No matter how much Great Dao power he urged, he didn't have the slightest reaction under this sword blade.

The sword in Han Muye's hand did not move at all.

"When—"

A crisp thump resounded.

The huge force of the rebound shook the sword in Wang Chenlong's hand away.

The long sword that flew into the air shattered inch by inch, turning into iron filings in the sky and scattering.

Wang Chenlong's palm exploded, and his golden phalanges were covered with cracks.

The backlash of this sword was something that even he, the Dao Breaking Realm, couldn't resist.

Stumbling under his feet, Wang Chenlong retreated ten steps in a row before clenching his arms and staring at Han Muye in front of him.

Han Muye pointed forward with the sword in his hand, and his face was cold.

"Leave them behind, and the others will go back to the mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect and wait." The blade of his sword pointed at the people of Miyue Peak who were being escorted.

Ahead, all the elders and deacons of the Heavenly Sword Sect who came to intercept and kill, as well as those elite disciples, all turned pale, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

They never imagined that Wang Chenlong, the law enforcement elder and one of the top powerhouses in the sect, would be defeated with a single sword.

How can this sword be defeated?

That's a powerhouse of the Dao Breaking Realm!

Wang Chenlong gritted his teeth and pressed the fragmentation of the phalanx bones in his palm with all his might, and his face was swollen red.

"Let's go." On the other side, an old man with a black beard snorted, turned around and left.

Being able to defeat Wang Chenlong so easily, none of them could see where Han Muye was strong, which just showed that Han Muye was extremely strong.

Even if they swarmed up at this time, they didn't dare to say that they had a chance of winning.

Besides, who wants to make a move at this time?

It's better to go back to the sect first and see what the sect master and the elders of the Sword Raising Lu have to say.

Du Shen and Mei Yuchang and a few other people from Miyue Peak hurriedly retreated.

Everyone retreated cautiously, and then rushed back in the direction of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Han Muye didn't make a move, but just glanced to the side inadvertently.

Over there, above the mountains, the old man in front of him had a fine light in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Kill." ”

As his words rang out, all the latent body refining cultivators around him flew up.

One step out is hundreds of zhang, and a few steps are in front of those strong people who have retreated from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The old man didn't speak, and smashed it out directly.

The fist blade turned into a giant shadow of golden light in midair, enveloping several elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Cangchang—"

Several sword lights came out of the sheath and collided with the fist.

The elders who drew their swords all changed their faces and their bodies fell.

"It's the people of Amamato!"

"The heart of the Heavenly Sword Sect is immortal, and he actually took this opportunity to intercept and kill me!"

With a low shout, all the elders and deacons of the Heavenly Sword Sect gathered around them, looking at the figures flying down one after another.

The aura on the bodies of these besieged body refining powerhouses was dignified, and it was clearly stronger than them.

Especially the first few people, the breath on their bodies, the surging qi and blood, have reached a terrifying level.

"The peak of breaking the Dao, Wu Tangyue, the deputy master of the Tianming Gate, and Zhao Chengliang, the master of the Foreign Affairs Hall, you are really bloody this time!"

Wang Chenlong, who was blocked in the middle, had an extremely gloomy face.

The two half-step Dao Destroying powerhouses, these elders and deacons couldn't stop them at all.

If so many of them were intercepted and killed this time, the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Sect would be directly shattered by more than seventy percent.

"No wonder Miyue Peak's rebellion is fearless, it turns out that it is in collusion with Tiannaruto."

Wang Chenlong gritted his teeth, the qi and blood on his body surged, and an illusory long sword condensed behind his back.

"The old man fights to the death, you rush out and break through separately!"

Wang Chenlong wanted to fight to the death, but the strong man of the Tiannaruto Gate who was blocking the way in front of him laughed.

The qi and blood power on their bodies were connected, turning into a blood-red net.

"None of you people from the Heavenly Sword Sect can escape today."

"Destroy you, and the radius of thousands of miles will be honored by my Tiannaruto."

(End of chapter)