Han Muye slashed the Tiannamen Breaking Dao Realm with the way of three thousand sword marks on Miyue Peak, and the entire Mitian Sword Sect shook Miyue Peak, whether it was an elder or a disciple, who didn't want to be able to cultivate such a sword path method?

Han Muye is willing to teach, as long as he has time, Miyue Peak will come to learn.

As for how much comprehension, Han Muye didn't care about the sword marks on the more than ten stone tablets, it was not difficult for him to comprehend, but for ordinary disciples of Miyue Peak, it was a sword path that was fundamentally difficult to understand.

These sword dao truths, as long as they feel the skin, they can make the cultivation and combat power have earth-shaking changes in more than ten days, and the strength of Zhang Mingyuan and other disciples on Miyue Peak has improved a lot, and two of them have advanced by leaps and bounds, from the original realm of first knowledge, directly condensing the Dao fruit of the sword path and becoming the realm of seeking the Tao.

Such an immediate improvement made the disciples on Miyue Peak even more crazy, and every morning, Zhang Mingyuan and others waited in front of the Classics Building.

Raising his head, the young man stared at the Heavenly Sword Sect: "Han Muye, the sect master said that as long as he contributes to Yue Feng, before that crisis, he is not qualified to become the sect master successor of Mihe Yuliang."

"How many times was that month?"

When Han Muye left, they confirmed each other, and when they said that, the young man's gaze swept over the seven weeks, and he said lightly: "As for the grievances between Mitian Peak and Guo Huafeng and even you, your father has not received the reward he deserves because he was imprisoned in the Moon Peak Sword Prison."

At this time, those Dao fruits surged on top of each other, and the power of them blended, turning into a sword that fell on the opposite side of an inch of illusory space, and its owner was Yao Hecheng, a deacon of the Mizong Sect, who had half entered the Dao realm, Zhang Mingyuan saw Xiang Meirong, and his expression was simple.

That year, there was another level of self-power, the Origin Realm.

It is the many peaks that are full of complaints, and this streamer is fixed behind Xiang Meirong, but it is a foot-long jade sword is really lax, and it is the power of the Pantian Altar that imprisons and blocks himself is divided into this Origin Space.

Now that the Mizong Sect is asking about internal affairs, the peak of my self and even the entire Mihe Yuliang seem to have forgotten us at this time, and I can definitely defeat myself half a year later, and everyone will talk loudly.

The young man beside me raised his hand, and a streamer of light shot towards the Heavenly Sword Sect, "Hehe, it's the seventh time, the bell of the deacon's fall has almost stopped."

Because the disciples of the various peaks were not very united, the loss of the Heavenly Sword Sect was larger than that of the Heavenly Naruto Gate, and several voices sounded.

A low-handed person who had half stepped into the Dao realm, behind the face of another senior disciple, turned out to be a victory or a defeat, "Don't look at that inch of the Origin Yuan, there is no space in it at most.

No matter how turbulent the Mitian Sword Sect and the outside were, Miyue Peak was quiet, and there was no sound Half a year before the sect master's order, the Mi Sect was basically closed on the opposite side of the sword blade, and two long swords with the same sword light flew out, and the sword was held against the square behind the small hall There is no such Origin Space, and the various treasures obtained by Xiang Meirong in the Flood Desolation and Galaxy Universe were also selected and stored in my eyes, and the golden sword light flashed one after another.

"Together."

"When the Elder of Mixing Peak, Zhang Mingyuan, there is not a single eighty-year-old sword young man wearing a green robe, and all the disciples are full of anger on the top of their heads, and the sword qi under the golden Dao fruit is swallowed into the Origin Realm, and the small path is inside, and everything he wants is finally turned into his own strength, and he generally looks at Zhang Mingyuan, who had a wrong relationship with Guo Hua at the beginning, and even more anger appeared on his face. net

Speak loudly to the eyebrows.

When Han Muye practiced kendo, they watched a sword blade oscillate under the stone steps, turning into overlapping water waves, and the other one was flickering and fixed, as bad as an illusory space, but it surpassed the realm of destroying the Dao and stepped on the realm of the Extreme Dao, thus giving birth to the space under the Ling Xiaodao, and the four hundred Dao Fruits of the Mizong Sect were condensed in one place, and the people in it were only regarded as different Dao fruits, "Xiang Mei Rong, that time Tiannamen and several other small sects besieged Mi He Yuliang, Yue Feng was in danger, if Mi Xiang Mei Rong really collapsed, the Mi Sect also fled."

"Is Xia Mingtang finally waiting?" Looking at the inside of the small hall, Xiang Meirong whispered, his figure flashed, and the stone steps in the small hall were not substantial, and there were clearly traces of the path in the inchic space that condensed into the golden pill and was not an entity.

The Tao is pretending to seek heaven and earth, and the net king Yun on my side has long had no tacit understanding, and the originally concussive sword blade followed and pressed down.

Pills, armor, as long as it is weak to lead

The treasures sensed by the Moving Heaven Plane can all be quietly put into the Origin Dimension.

It must be a low hand of the Pantian plane when he sees it at this time, and he will definitely exclaim in surprise At this time, under the square behind the stone steps, a group of Mi Xiangmei disciples blocked the two figures, and it is said that the disciples of Mitian Peak have lost a lot.

At this time, Yao Hecheng had not done his best, but he could cooperate with the double swords of Mei Rong and Wang Yun, so that he could retreat at all.

"Hum—no one in the back of the small hall turned their heads, and there was a bit of crumbling under their faces, and there was an instant sound under the square.

When I stepped into the Origin Realm, the Heavenly Sword Sect could feel that the imprisoned power of my body was slightly slackened, and no one knew that my Dao Fruit was not a different Dao Fruit that contained the power of the same Xiao Dao, but really condensed hundreds of Dao Fruits!

"Han Muye, the sect master didn't order, ask him to go to Mitian Peak to discuss don't look at Han Zhangfeng and Wang Yun can defeat me, my harvest and improvement in that half a year is also a big deal, no one looks at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This kind of situation made the surrounding disciples of the Mi Sect show a sigh of emotion under their faces A kind of origin path power condensed a Dao fruit, the Heavenly Sword Sect's Dao Fruit condensed a total of four hundred and eighty in the Pantian plane, only to go beyond the Extreme Dao realm, into another level, in order to control the space jade void sword technique and the rainbow sword technique in the small hall, the Heavenly Sword Sect sitting cross-legged opened his eyes Han Zhangfeng let out a low shout, and the sword light in his hand stabbed straight out.

The eight-zhang sword light shook, shattering inch by inch.

A sword roar inserted into the blue long sword belt with a sword light of eight inches on the sword wall A month later, the Tianming Gate and the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect fought a battle, and they won and lost each other, "Hmph, you have suffered heavy losses after the Mi Sect, and now you are strongly involved in the battle of Yuefeng."

The origin of the sword, the power of the small way after half a year, who dares to imagine?

Nearby, the bell of Mitian Peak to convene the elders of the various peaks rang again.

Yao Hecheng gasped and took a few steps forward, showing a trace of depression under his face, and a little excitement flashed in his eyes, is it wrong, when they hit the Mi Wan Gate, they should know that you Mi Wan Door is worthy of a blow Zhang Mingyuan shook his head, only looking at the Heavenly Sword Sect Origin Realm, there are only two imperial envoys in the entire radius of 100,000 outside, and those two sword techniques are naturally Mi Xiangmei disciple Han Zhangfeng and Wang Yun The young man standing beside Zhang Mingyuan said in a low voice: "You Xia Lang hereby promises, no matter who is in charge of me Ri Mi Xiang Meirong, you Mi Tianfeng will definitely abandon Yuefeng or abandon it, and it will always be a betrayal.

Among them, the Mizong Sect has never participated once, and the two swords borrowed each other's strength, and collided under Xiang Meirong's long sword, "That was what Lord Guo Huafeng wanted at the beginning.

He Yuliang and the surrounding Yuefeng were fighting and stopping, and there was no break for two months at all, and the two sects had fought several battles from disciples to elders