In the square of Jiuxuan Road, everyone turned their heads to look in the direction where the voice sounded.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, came slowly, and behind him was the cautious Wu Quan.

"Senior Brother......" Zeng He frowned and whispered.

In today's meeting, none of their disciples can participate.

Moreover, the current situation may be the moment of life and death for his own sect, and everything must be decided by the Dao Master.

Beside Zeng He, Wu Mingjue was also tense, staring at Han Muye.

This old ancestor who woke up from an unknown age won't come to mix at such a time, right?

Could it be that this person can't see the situation so clearly?

Hu Yudaoren frowned and shook his head slightly.

The predecessors who woke up from the ancient times still carried the pride of the superior and the strong in their hearts, and they still felt that Jiuxuan Dao was the overlord of the rampant side back then.

However, reality will teach them how to behave.

"Kill him."

On the other side, Pan Ping of the Light Spirit Dao Sect had already snorted.

There was no argument, no irritation, no hesitation.

Disrespectful to him, kill him directly.

This is the choice of the strong.

The Supreme Realm is like this now, strength speaks.

The Qin family all looked at the situation in front of them with a smile on their faces.

They enjoy the show.

The two big men who came with Pan Ping stepped forward quickly and rushed towards Han Muye.

Hu Yudaoren wanted to stop him, but Pan Pingdaoren's breath surged and stopped him.

On the other side, Wu Mingjue, Zeng He and other disciples glanced at each other, Wu Mingjue was just about to move, but was pulled by a fellow disciple.

"Senior brother, save some effort." The fellow shook his head and looked at the two who rushed towards Han Muye, "Maybe they will run for their lives later."

If the sect is dispersed, then it will really be a run for their lives.

Even if you do it now, will you be able to help later?

Wu Mingjue was dumbfounded, and could only watch the two big men who were at least the second layer of the rebirth realm rushing towards Han Muye.

The two of them were extremely fast, and when they took a few steps in front of Han Muye, one stretched out his left hand, and the other stretched out his right hand, grabbing Han Muye's chest and abdomen directly.

This grasp sealed Han Muye's retreat and dodging positions, and the force in his hand was extremely strong, if he was caught, his internal organs would be directly broken.

Wu Quan, who was following behind Han Muye, looked nervous and looked at Han Muye in front of him.

He wanted to know how strong his uncle really was.

Han Muye watched the two of them step forward, stepped out, and with a flick of his left hand, a cloud and a breeze blocked the left side.

The strength of the other party did not resist in the slightest in front of his breezy arm.

With his right hand, he clenched his fist and smashed it against it.

The wind in the 12 styles of the breeze to block the clouds.

"Bang-"

The fist collided with the palm, and there was a "click" sound from the opponent's arm, and the arm bone was directly broken.

At this time, Han Muye's left hand had already wrapped the arm of another big man and stirred it gently.

"Click—"

The big man's arm was also broken.

Two steps, three moves, and the two of them were directly abolished.

"Breeze Twelve-Style ......" Hu Yudaoren's face was sluggish, looking at Han Muye who slowly stopped.

"This, this is the Breeze Twelve Styles after the change of moves!" Wu Mingjue and the others widened their eyes as they watched as Han Muye raised his hands and feet to abolish the two cultivators of the second layer of the Rebirth Realm.

This method, Jiuxuan Dao, who has always been modest, dare not think of it.

Han Muye abolished the two of them and walked forward slowly.

At this time, whether it was Pan Ping of the Light Spirit Dao Sect or Qin Yue of the Qin family in the rear, their faces were extremely ugly.

"No wonder you dare to hurt my Qin family, it turns out that there is such a master hidden in the Nine Xuan Dao." Qin Yue stepped forward and stood side by side with Pan Ping.

Pan Ping snorted coldly, and a cyan short sword in his hand was pulled out of his sleeve.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the short sword in his hand burst out with golden light, and the source power was agitated, inspiring a three-foot streamer.

With a long sword in hand, Pan Ping rushed directly towards Han Muye.

"Beware of the Light Spirit Dao Sect's Spiritual Light Sword Technique."

Hu Yudao shouted.

On the other side, Qin Yue had already quietly rushed towards Han Muye.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, watching the golden light long sword stabbing towards him, but his body suddenly moved, as if caressing a willow, and it reached Pan Ping's side in one circle.

"When you touch the willow in the wind, you can also turn it into a body......

Wu Mingjue muttered, his hands and feet trembling.

He couldn't imagine that after so many years of cultivation, how could a combat skill that had never had any combat power become so powerful in Han Muye's hands?

"It's only been a long time...... Hu Yudao whispered in his mouth, his eyes shining brightly.

He had heard that in the past, there were strong elites in his own sect, who could cultivate their martial arts and combat skills to a high depth, and they could use their gestures at will.

The Han Muye I see now, isn't that it?

However, how long has it been since this ancestor has awakened, and how long has it been since he practiced this combat skill?

Could it be that this is a real genius?

Jiuxuan Dao, will it really be revived?

"Boom—"

Han Muye punched out, and the fist slammed into Pan Ping's ribs.

Pan Ping's whole body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

A master of the sixth layer of the Rebirth Realm can't block this punch, and he can't withstand this punch!

Han Muye in front of him is even higher than the sixth layer of the Rebirth Realm!

When he saw Pan Ping vomiting blood from being punched by Han Muye, Qin Yue, who rushed forward, turned around and fled.

It's a pity that he ran fast, and Han Muye chased faster.

Between three steps, Han Muye had already reached behind Qin Yue.

"Be careful—"

The children of the Qin family shouted, Qin Yue turned around and stepped out, but he kicked it empty.

Han Muye stood beside him, reached out and grabbed the placket of his clothes, and then turned over and fell.

"Soar to the wind!"

All the Nine Xuan Dao disciples exclaimed in surprise.

This formula is to catch the wind from the clouds.

But such a simple formula actually directly threw out a powerhouse of the fifth layer of the Qin family's rebirth realm.

Qin Yue's body smashed to the ground, shattering a piece of bluestone, and his body squirmed on the ground, but he couldn't get up.

His shoulder bones and spine had been shattered by Han Muye's blow.

Such ferocious methods made those Light Spirit Dao Sect and the children of the Qin family dare not step forward.

"Leave all the Source Stones on your body."

"The two of them stay in my Nine Xuan Dao, and go back and get 10,000 source stones in exchange."

Han Muye looked at those people from the Qin family and the Light Spirit Dao Sect, and spoke loudly.

Leave the source stone?

Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly sent all the source stones in their pockets.

Just kidding, do you want a source stone or a life?

The scattered source stones were placed in a pile, and there were more than two hundred.

"Why don't you get out of here?" Han Muye shouted, and those disciples hurriedly fled.

Han Muye stepped forward and took out the source stones of Pan Ping and Qin Yue.

There are more than a dozen source stones on each of them, as well as a few high-quality source stones with a hint of fluorescence, of which the source power storage is ten times that of ordinary source stones.

Han Muye unceremoniously carried all the source stones, turned around and walked back.

Looking at Han Muye's back, Hu Yudao pondered for a moment and looked at Wu Mingjue and the others.

"You give him all these source stones."

Hu Yudao stretched out his hand and pointed to the three hundred source stones that Jiuxuan Dao had lifted just now, and spoke in a deep voice.

Now that it has come to this point, it depends on whether Han Muye can revive the Nine Xuan Dao!