Become the successor of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The original peak master of Miyue Peak, Guo Hua, was bent on magnifying the inheritance of Miyue Peak and bent on becoming the sect master of the Mitian Sword Sect.

Otherwise, he only cultivates on the Miyue Peak, who will frame him for no reason?

Guo Hua has fallen, and the inheritance of Miyue Peak has almost been severed.

Fortunately, Han Muye's kendo cultivation and talent seem to be stronger than Guo Hua.

As long as Miyue Peak continues to stay out of the matter and quietly cultivate, he will definitely be able to amaze everyone.

But today, it was the young peak master of Mitian Peak, the son of Xia Yunshang, and the grandson of the sect leader Xia Mingtang, Xia Lang, who came in person to say the promise of the sect master.

As long as Han Muye helps the Mitian Sword Sect to survive this difficulty, he will become the successor of the Mitian Sword Sect.

Han Muye may not care, but will everyone in Miyue Peak care?

Guo Hua's last wish, should it be fulfilled?

In front of the main hall, there was silence.

Yao Hecheng looked at Han Muye with a complicated face.

After Sharon beside him finished speaking, he stood there and did not speak again.

It seems that he really is a messenger.

It seems that it was not the person in front of him who forced his father Xia Yunshang into the sword prison.

"Okay, I, Miyue Peak, am willing to contribute to the sect."

Han Muye's voice finally sounded.

Everyone's expressions changed, but they didn't say anything.

No one can make decisions for Han Muye.

The people on Miyue Peak only need to accept Han Muye's decision.

"When the crisis of the sect is lifted this time, I want Lord Guo Huafeng's sword bones to enter the sword house." Han Muye's voice came again.

Previously, Xia Mingtang had promised to let Guo Hua's sword bones enter the Sword Mansion, but now that there are many wars, the sect seems to have forgotten about this matter.

"That's nature." Sharan replied loudly.

He raised his hand and saluted Han Muye: "Han Zhangfeng understands righteousness, Xia Lang admires it." ”

"Please invite Han Zhangfeng to enter the main hall of the sect and discuss the matter of resisting a strong enemy."

With that, he arched his hand in all directions, turned and left.

Yao Hecheng glanced at Han Muye, then at Zhang Mingyuan and the others on the side, whispered "take care", and then left with him.

Watching the two leave, on Miyue Peak, the atmosphere was solemn for a while.

For so many days, Miyue Peak stayed out of the matter, and everyone knew that there would be a day when the sect wanted Miyue Peak to participate in the fight.

Once the task is taken, it will be a catastrophe of life and death for all the disciples of Miyue Peak.

It's just a practice, and this kind of calamity can't be avoided.

"Hehe, Zhangfeng Senior Nephew, you can go, and I will fully support you."

"Yes, Zhangfeng, you go, I will be one up and down the Moon Peak, and I will never drag my legs."

In front of the square, everyone looked at Han Muye and spoke up.

Han Muye nodded, his body moved, and turned into a shining streamer.

"I'll see if it's a catastrophe or a grand event this time." The white-bearded elder Du Shen's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the disciples in front of the main hall and spoke softly.

As one of the only two remaining elders of Miyue Peak, he watched the fall of Miyue Peak with his own eyes, and watched all his disciples practice diligently, and their strength increased rapidly.

Perhaps, this is the opportunity for the rise of Miyue Peak!

"Senior Brother Du, if you can help Han Zhangfeng win the title of the Heavenly Sword Sect, our old bones will be dead, and it will be worth it......" Mei Yuchang, who was standing beside Du Shen, whispered in her mouth, and her face flashed with emotion.

If it weren't for Han Muye's action last time, they would have already fallen, and the inheritance of Miyue Peak had been severed, and now it would not be a big deal to fight again.

On the square of Miyue Peak, a faint battle intent was permeating.

……

Han Muye drew his sword qi to wrap his body, and the sword light flashed away, and he flew away.

In less than half an hour, he was already standing at the foot of Mitian Peak.

According to the rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he should drop the sword light and walk up.

However, Han Muye didn't care about this rule at all, and directly rushed to Mitian Peak with a scream.

"Who is he?"

"This person is arrogant, dare to ignore the rules of Mitian Peak like this!"

The disciples on duty at the foot of the mountain all shouted and stepped forward angrily.

It's just that they haven't even arrived in front of Han Muye, and they have already been knocked away by his sword light.

"Are you looking for death, this is the peak master of Miyue Peak!" A low shout came, making everyone tremble.

The peak master of Miyue Peak, the power of one person made Mitian Peak fall into a sinking situation where the peak master was imprisoned in the sword prison, and the master suffered heavy losses under the siege of all parties.

The group of disciples of the Heavenly Peak Guard retreated in a panic and looked back at their own town guard deacon.

"Uncle Shi, just let this peak master of Miyue Peak trample on my Mitian Peak rules like this?" A young disciple gritted his teeth and whispered unwillingly.

The others also had angry expressions on their faces.

These disciples still have a sense of belonging to their own sect and peak.

"Hehe, since he has come to Mitian Peak, he will ...... back" The deacon shook his head, a little smile on his face.

……

The main hall on Mitian Peak is simple and a little decayed.

Cultivators don't care about these external objects, and the main hall is built magnificently, just to show their own heritage.

When Han Muye arrived at the main hall, the main hall was already filled with sword qi and battle intent.

"Fight with them."

"Yes, this Amanaruto is really too deceitful."

"Sect Master, even the Hao Railway Sect dares to be the enemy of my Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"No one cares about these sects bullying me, the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

The hall was full of chanting, and it was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

Han Muye's sword light fell, causing the noise to stop for an instant.

One by one, their eyes turned to Han Muye.

Among them, Han Muye recognized most of them.

They are all the elders of the peaks of the Mitian Sword Sect, the peak masters.

The white-robed old man sitting upright on the top was clear and kind, and there was sword intent surging between his eyes opening and closing.

This is the sect master of the Mitian Sword Sect, Xia Mingtang.

Han Muye slowly walked into the main hall, his gaze colliding with the sword intent in Xia Mingtang's eyes.

The void between the two didn't seem to exist, and the streamers were staggered, as if sword intent was fighting.

But this scene comes and goes as fast as it comes.

In just an instant, the clouds in the hall were light and the wind was light.

"Miyue Peak Han Muye has seen the sect master and you."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

There was a slight voice in the main hall that responded, but it was only subtle, and no one dared to greet Han Muye before the sect master spoke.

On the top, Xia Mingtang's originally solemn face revealed a little smile.

"Han Zhangfeng, when the Mitian Sword Sect was in danger, Miyue Peak was able to come forward, and the sect master thanked the whole sect on behalf of the whole sect."

Xia Mingtang stood up and looked at Han Muye.

The qi and blood on his body surged, revealing a trace of fighting intent.

This battle intent was not caused by Han Muye, but came from the pillars of qi and blood light in the distant sky.

"When—"

"When—"

The bell rings for the attack of a strong enemy.

Xia Mingtang clenched his fists and shouted in a low voice: "Han Zhangfeng, are you willing to lead Miyue Peak to fight for the Mitian Sword Sect and take the lead?" ”

As soon as he came, he took the lead, and this Xia Mingtang was direct.

Everyone in the main hall looked at Han Muye.

Miyue Peak has not made a move for more than half a year, and the other peaks have suffered heavy losses.

This time, it's time for Miyue Peak to bleed.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, he glanced up at Xia Mingtang, and spoke loudly.

"Since the sect wants me to fight at Miyue Peak, I don't know if I should be rewarded for meritorious deeds, but I will come according to the rules?"