Outside the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect, everyone looked at Zhang Mingyuan in front of them and bowed their heads unconsciously.

I don't dare to think about it at all!

Reunite the Thirty-Six Sword Sect!

Reorganize the Zhentian Sword Sect!

Who would dare to say such a thing?

Zhang Mingyuan dares!

In a battle to conquer the heavens, the Mitian Sword Sect has a total of 1,832 disciples and elders above life and death!

A battle to conquer the sky, Zhang Mingyuan is already a reincarnation realm overhaul!

In a battle to conquer the sky, Han Muye, the first person of the Mitian Sword Sect, was in charge of the army, and as a military commander, he accumulated countless military achievements!

That's confidence!

Wang Yun looked up at Zhang Mingyuan in front of him.

This senior brother of his own family is now a major repair in the reincarnation realm!

Breaking the Dao, Destroying the Dao, Beginning, Qiankun, Yin and Yang, Life and Death, Heavenly Machine, Cause and Effect, Reincarnation.

The reincarnation realm, that is the strongest under the world's dominant level!

One realm, one heaven, who would dare to imagine that in just one hundred years, his senior brother is already a great monk in the reincarnation realm!

A hundred years, the difference between heaven and earth.

"Wang Yun, obey ......"

Wang Yun bowed and spoke softly.

"Yes."

Behind Wang Yun, one by one the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect bowed.

There was excitement on everyone's faces.

"Return to the sect and go to the county government after meditation."

Zhang Mingyuan waved his hand, and a sword cultivator who walked down from the flying boat behind him stepped into the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect.

The endless sword light swirled, stirring the heavens and the earth in a radius of thousands of miles, and the stratus clouds were smashed.

A sky-piercing long sword phantom was in mid-air, constantly smashing countless origins.

"Boom-"

This long sword shows that the most magnificent sword path in the world has emerged.

……

Millions of miles away, the Yunlong Mountains.

Above this mountain range, there is a sword light stirring.

Among the thirty-six sword sects, the top-ranked mountain gate of the Cloud Dragon Sword Sect is here.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, flew down in front of the mountain gate and looked at the sword-filled gate in front of him.

The green and white jade courtyard is intertwined with divine light on it, and there are even more golden lights in it.

Every ray of that golden light was sword intent, a kind of sparkle of sword power.

Origin.

The origin of kendo.

Sure enough, it is a great sect of swordsmanship.

"Those who want to worship the Cloud Dragon Sword Sect as a disciple will wait outside the mountain gate for a year."

"If a disciple of his sect of kendo comes to visit, he needs to apply for a record, and he will come back in three years."

In front of the mountain gate, a row of young men in black robes and with long swords on their backs stood there, with sword intent on their bodies.

In front of the eighty-first layer of stone steps, one after another kendo practitioners struggled forward.

"I don't believe it, I'll be able to step on this sword step."

"Today, I, Zhu Wuyun, will definitely be able to pass the tenth order and worship under the Sword Sect."

One by one, young men walked up the stone steps, their faces resolute.

Stepping on the stone steps, those who pass through the ten floors without retreating can worship in the Sword Sect and become a disciple.

If you can go up to the twentieth layer, you can become an elite disciple in the Sword Sect.

"Boom-"

A young man who stepped on the ten stone steps gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness.

Outside of his body, a layer of sword light shone and then shattered.

His body was also knocked down by a sword light, and the whole person rolled down.

"Hey, it's a pity, it's enough to hold on to three breaths."

"Hmph, three breaths, those three breaths can't be done in three years."

Under the stone steps, many people whispered softly.

Han Muye raised his head, dressed up, and raised his feet.

"Hey, this person dared to climb the stone steps directly when he first came?"

"Haha, I bet he won't even be able to climb the first rank."

"I'm arrogant."

The people around him all laughed with mockery on their faces.

Everyone looked at Han Muye's feet.

That kick landed firmly on the stone steps.

The first step, step directly.

This scene made everyone slightly stunned.

"Got it?"

"Hey, interesting."

Around, many people looked curiously.

Han Muye's footsteps lifted and took another step.

When everyone's eyes flashed with a fine light, Han Muye had already stepped on the third step.

Step 4!

All around, there was the sound of inhalation.

"Boom-"

Around him, sword lights flickered.

Han Muye raised his hand and pointed out.

A sword light slashed through the surrounding sword light.

He stepped forward, and he had already reached the fifth order.

Fifth Order!

At this time, the people around him have already seen that something is wrong.

With the kendo cultivation shown by Han Muye, there is no need to come here to step on the stone steps to enter the sect as a disciple.

"He, is he going to challenge ......?"

"Impossible, the Cloud Dragon Sword Sect is one of the thirty-six Sword Sects, who dares to challenge-"

Before the sound ended, in the eyes of everyone, Han Muye had already stepped straight up, stepping through the sixth, seventh, and eighth steps.

In front of him, because the speed of his footsteps was too fast, the sword path on the triple stone steps turned into one and stabbed him in the chest.

"Hum—"

The sword light reverberate.

Han Muye raised his hand again.

A pale cyan sword light came out directly from his fingertips.

"When—"

The sword light collided, and the sword light from Han Muye's fingertips penetrated ten zhang in front of him, directly hitting the top of the ten stone steps in front of him.

The sword light was so bright that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Boom-"

On the stone steps, a roaring sound resounded, and a gray big sword appeared, slamming towards the sword light that Han Muye pointed out.

That sword light is clearly the gathering of the origin power of the sword in front of the gate of this mountain!

"When—"

The sword light surged, the two phases collided, and finally turned into layers of ripples.

The gray greatsword shattered!

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the scene in front of them.

"Crazy, what does he want to do?"

"This, this, does he want to challenge the Cloud Dragon Sword Sect?"

At the bottom of the stone steps, everyone looked at Han Muye, who was moving forward step by step, and they were all staring in horror.

Han Muye's footsteps had already reached the tenth floor, and he did not hesitate to move forward.

At the peak of the stone steps, the team of sword cultivators glanced at each other.

One of them held a long sword and stepped out.

"Cloud Dragon Sword Sect He Jiu Life, please teach Dao friends-"

With the long sword in his hand, the sword light on He Jiuming's body surged, turning into a hundred-zhang sword shadow and slashing towards Han Muye on the stone steps.

Destroy the Dao Realm!

This young sword cultivator who didn't look very old turned out to be an Extinction Dao Realm!

Han Muye raised his head, and a layer of evil aura was stirring in his eyes.

He stepped out with one step, and his figure smashed through all the obstacles in front of him, landing on the eighty-first stone step!

One step to the mountain gate!

The sword light that fell was in front of Han Muye, and he hit his head and shattered directly.

"Let the Cloud Dragon Sword Sect Sect Master come to see me."

Han Muye let out a low snort.

These words made the faces of the disciples of the Cloud Dragon Sword Sect who were standing in front of him all change.

"I want to see the sect master first-"

Before the young man finished speaking, Han Muye suddenly pointed out, and a sword light in his hand cut off the sword light that fell on the opposite side.

"Boom-"

The sword floated in the air, Han Muye's eyes swept over, and he said lightly: "The deity Han Muye, who is in charge of the Zhentian Seal, wants to reunite with the Zhentian Sword Sect." ”

"If a disciple of the Thirty-six Sword Sect comes to vote, he will be classified as a disciple of the Zhentian Sword Sect."

"Those who do not obey the order will be expelled from the Zhentian Sword Sect, and they will not be allowed to inherit the sword path of the Zhentian Sword Sect from now on."

His voice fell, and a sword light shone in the mountains and forests in front of him, stabbing at him in the chest.

The sword was shining, as if there was a world in it.

Yin and Yang Realm!

"Reuniting the Zhentian Sword Sect, what a big breath."

"Let the deity see, why are you—"

The sound in the sword light was not finished, and Han Muye raised his hand.

A hundred thousand zhang sword light directly condensed!

As soon as the light of this sword appeared, all the long swords in a radius of 100,000 miles screamed and vibrate, and layers of cracks appeared on the sword body.

The sword qi and sword intent in the bodies of all kendo cultivators, and even the power of the origin of kendo began to stir.

A radius of 100,000 miles, all the sword cultivation figures trembled, and they couldn't raise their heads!

The sword light in front of him shattered violently, turning into loose sword qi.

A sword appears, and the heavens and the earth collapse!

"With the Pantian plane, the deity is the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

The long sword in Han Muye's hand stabbed out towards the sky, hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth, and endless sword light reverberate!

The word "Zhentian" appears in the sky of hundreds of millions of miles!