Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 270 Who is suppressing under Shenglong stage (22 chapters of five thousand words)

The strongest of the Lingdao Sect, Lu Qingchen, the head of the Seven Spiritual Daoists, is so vulnerable!

Lu Qingchen, the strongest Lu Qingchen of the Lingdao Sect, who is like a king, is so weak!

Seeing Lu Qingchen lying on the ground with blood oozing out of his mouth and staring wide-eyed, an indescribable emotion was brewing in the eyes of the practitioners around him.

Perhaps, Ling Dao Sect is not as strong as imagined?

Lu Qingchen gritted his teeth and stared at Han Muye.

He couldn't imagine how he could not stop Han Muye's punch with the power of his incarnation.

Can this punch shatter the world?

With his hands behind his back, Han Muye sighed from the bottom of his heart with a slight disdain on his face.

After all, he is the incarnation of the overhaul of the heavenly realm. He condensed all the power of his physical body, coupled with the general trend gathered by the previous practice of swordsmanship in the East China Sea, and hit with all his strength, he did not directly kill Lu Qingchen.

If he could kill Lu Qingchen with one blow, he could save a lot of things at this moment.

"court death!"

"The Nine Profound Sword Sect is really about to shake up!"

"Arrogance!"

Several voices sounded, and they rushed towards Han Muye.

Among the seven sons of Lingdao, except for Lu Qingchen who fell and Lu Qingyuan missing, the rest of them all flew up.

"Get out." Holding a big sword, Lin Shen had already stepped on Han Muye's side, and then slashed horizontally with his sword.

Lu Gao stood in front of Han Muye, with his hands crossed, and a phantom of a large sword above his head emerged.

Two swords, one for attack and one for defense.

"boom--"

Lin Shen's great sword shattered three spells, Lu Gao stood where he was, and forcibly picked up the remaining two spells.

Several experts from Lingdao Sect struck out, but Han Muye remained motionless and unharmed.

At this moment, the faces of countless people changed color.

Nine Profound Sword Sect is very strong.

Ling Dao Sect is very weak.

"Stab—"

A sword wind pierced from a distance.

This sword light was not magnificent, but it stabbed several Lingdao Sect disciples.

Holding a long sword, Yang Mingxuan landed on the top of a big tree with a sneer on his face.

"Lingdaozong, that's all."

But that's all.

This is what everyone thinks.

The largest sect in Western Xinjiang, but that's all.

"boom--"

Tianjing, the black-armored demon clan who killed Tianhe over there, raised his hand and threw the body of Tianhe, who had broken his neck and removed the bright red blood on his head.

"Lead another sky crane quickly." The black armored man turned his head, looked towards Lingdaozong, and shouted loudly.

Lead the sky crane.

Before, Sky Yinhe used the body of a practitioner.

"Heaven Realm Great Demon?"

Han Muye's eyes fell on the big man, and he smiled lightly, "It's not like we haven't killed Tianjing before."

Killed the sky.

Killed.

At the bottom of the Jialing River, the practitioners of the water veins fought with all their strength and killed a Heaven Realm Daxiu with all their strength.

This matter can be blown out for a lifetime.

All the cultivators present who had participated in that battle looked at the black-armored man with uncontrollable fighting spirit.

The big man in black armor stared at him, and said coldly, "It turns out that Wu Zitong was killed by you!"

With a loud shout, he flew towards Han Muye.

Lin Shen held a big sword in his hand and slammed into it.

"Boom—"

Lin Shen backed away quickly.

It's just that as soon as his footsteps touched the ground, he suddenly trembled and stood in place.

There was a gleam in Han Muye's eyes, and he raised his hand: "All the earth and rocks are in the same line, let's attack with all our strength."

A line of earth and rock!

As Han Muye's voice fell, the earth-yellow veins rose up on the ground in a radius of a hundred miles.

Han Muye once received a gift from heaven and earth, able to gather the power of thousands of miles of earth.

Now, he has obtained the friendship between heaven and earth, and can directly borrow strength from heaven and earth.

The power of the earth veins rose up, and those practitioners who practiced the earth and stone exercises all felt that their strength doubled instantly.

The power of the thick earth veins poured in, filling the dantian and meridians.

"Okay, I, Duan Yihong, are here to slay the Great Demon of Heaven Realm!" Wearing a black robe, Duan Yihong, the first disciple of Infernal Dao Sect, stepped forward in one step, and the power of earth veins on his body condensed into a yellow battle armor.

He is originally a very strong affinity with the earth, and he is also a master of the earth and rock lineage. He can fight with the mighty Cangshan on his back.

Now with the bonus of Han Muye's ley line power, his physical strength has reached a terrifying place.

He flew forward and punched out, and the wind he brought out turned into a wild dragon.

The wind dragon hit the mask in front of the black-armored old man and broke the mask.

The old man's complexion changed, and a black long knife was slashed out in his hand, smashing the Gangfeng Kuanglong into pieces, causing aura to scatter everywhere.

This blow completely ignited the fighting desire of all Xijiang elites.

Duan Yihong can kill, but Lao Tzu can't?

"Canglang—"

The long sword was unsheathed, and then the sword light pierced out directly.

Not one person, not ten people, not a hundred people.

It is thousands of people, ten thousand people!

The sword light is not one, but a thousand, ten thousand!

"boom--"

The black long knife couldn't block all the sword lights, and the old man in black armor was surrounded by sword lights.

Even if one sword light can only cut a white mark, so many sword lights here will make the old man covered in blood.

"What monster did you release..."

Seeing a great monster in the heavenly realm surrounded by thousands of practitioners, trying to kill him with all his might, Qingtong trembled all over, walked up to Han Muye, and spoke in a low voice.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye turned to look at the trembling Lingdao Sect disciples.

He doesn't really do much.

It's just to let these practitioners who have taken the wrong way return to their own way.

Since you are practicing, you should compete with the heavens and the earth, and all things.

Dare to draw the sword before the heavenly realm!

This is the sword repair, this is the practitioner.

"boom--"

The body of the black-armored heavenly demon turned into a four-hundred-foot fish, and he slapped it fiercely with his long tail.

Qingtong flew up and kicked the huge fish tail.

The 400-foot fish body was kicked to the ground directly.

"boom--"

Smoke and dust flew everywhere.

Even Duan Yihong, at this time, also showed a daze on his face.

If this kick is kicked on him, can there still be some scum left?

"What are you doing in a daze? If I kill this guy, you won't get a hair of it."

Qingtong shouted loudly, then flew down.

Kill the Great Demon of Heaven Realm!

Duan Yihong laughed and rushed forward with his fists clenched.

Everyone else's eyes were shining, and they smashed the long sword and bone spur in their hands without hesitation.

Smoke and dust billowed, and blood splattered.

The fear in my heart subsided, and the fighting spirit surged.

There is no fear in your heart, and the heavens will also be skinned off by you.

Strong blood energy rises.

The demon light dissipated and turned into a beam of light.

On the cliff, countless huge white cranes flew out and crashed into the monster light.

The big monster's demon energy dissipates, which is a great tonic for the monster clan.

Several people in front of Lingdaozong looked at each other and flew towards the white crane in the sky.

The Black Turtle Demon with several Gold Core cultivation bases also rushed out.

Before, they were frightened by the Xijiang elite's siege of Tianjing, and they didn't dare to go forward.

"Canglang—"

Donghai Jianxiu Guo Tianjin flew towards a sky crane, and the sword light enveloped it.

Sky Crane flew extremely fast, and only saw a stream of white light.

But in front of Guo Tianjin, Tianhe was killed after only a shock.

Guo Tianjin reached out and grabbed the bright red blood on Tianhe's head, turned around and left decisively.

"Roar--"

On the mountains, tigers and leopards roared.

"The Great Demon of the Southern Desolation Heaven Realm." Han Muye narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

In the jade slip given to him by Jin Jialin back then, there was information about the lurking arrival of the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness.

It seems that it is really coming.

The goal of this great monster in the sky realm is the treasure in Tianhe Ridge!

Looking at Qingtong, Han Muye shouted loudly: "The blood essence on Tianhe's head is a treasure that fuses the power of blood."

treasure.

enough.

When Han Muye and Qingtong were running towards Tianhe Ridge, countless figures flew up into the sky behind them, trying to snatch Tianhe.

The violent shouting of several Taoists of Lingdao Sect came.

From shouting angrily to screaming miserably, it was only a moment.

In this place where the cultivation base is suppressed, do you really think that you are the big disciple who can overwhelm Xijiang with strong combat power?

fuck off.

die.

A series of sword and light spells, as well as fists and big feet, all greeted the elites of the Lingdao Sect.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, he heard the sound of bones breaking.

Qingtong sighed and followed behind him.

terrible.

Stepping onto the blue rocky mountain ridge, a strong man wearing a large animal skin robe stood on the mountain ridge, and was about to strike and kill the sky crane flying around him.

The sky crane has a sharp beak and extremely sharp claws.

But neither the long claws nor the long beak can hurt the big man at all.

Unless the long claws were torn off according to his head and face, and the long beak pecked at his eyes, the big man roared just now, his face turned into a golden leopard head, and the roar carried invisible sound waves, killing the crashing sky crane.

At this time, dozens of sky crane corpses had been piled up around him.

It's just that his purpose is obviously not these sky cranes. After killing a few sky cranes, he strode forward.

Han Muye and Qingtong looked at each other, Qingtong flew up.

Han Muye let go of the long sword and turned into a streamer.

Hide empty.

The sword light flashed and stabbed at the strong man's chest.

The strong man turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth to roar, and then punched the long sword.

But this punch hit nothing, and the long sword appeared above his head.

Zangkong swordsmanship is inherited by Sword Master Yuan Tian, ​​and the swordsmanship is so high that it is easy to challenge the heavenly realm even if it is leapfrogged, not to mention that the strength of the heavenly realm in front of him is severely suppressed.

The more sky cranes killed, the stronger the suppression power of the sky crane domain.

At this time, in Han Muye's eyes, the power of heaven and earth surrounded this guy like chains, imprisoning him.

Let him swing his fists and his hands, both of which are tied with ten thousand strength.

"Stab—"

The long sword scratched the back of the big man, bringing out a long bloodstain.

What kind of heaven is a suppressed heaven?

"Boom—"

Qingtong stepped down, kicked the big man's shoulder, kicked him ten feet away, fell to the ground, and crushed the bluestones all over the ground.

The big man bared his teeth and roared, turning into a ten-foot-long leopard covered in dark gold.

The water demon cultivator has a huge body, and the land demon cultivator knows how to condense his figure, even if he cultivates to the heavenly realm, his body is not as huge as a mountain.

Seeing the big demon turned into a demon body, Qingtong showed a strange smile on his face.

In the next moment, her figure transformed into a huge five-hundred-foot-long dragon sitting cross-legged, with her head raised high and her front paws protruding.

"Snapped--"

The leopard was stunned by the paw.

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

After the boring repetitive sound, Qingjiao happily raised his head to the sky and roared.

The leopard has been photographed into a puddle of flesh.

Even the demon bones have been broken.

The demon baby is also gone.

The evil spirit turned into a beam of light.

The Great Demon of the Heaven Realm was shot to death just so aggrieved.

Han Muye guessed that this Qingtong should have stepped through the first level of the heavenly realm, and had reached the realm of out-of-body cultivation.

The green flood roared loudly, and the world shook.

Sky cranes chirped and flapped their wings.

When Qingjiao's figure disappeared, Qingtong looked at Han Muye.

"These sky cranes promised to give us the real keel and sky crane wings, but I hope we can help them find a world where they can hide."

"This world, once the suppressed real keel and sky crane wings are taken out, will collapse immediately."

Looking for shelter?

It's not easy. Western Xinjiang is fine, and East China Sea is not bad either.

Han Muye looked at Qingtong with a smile: "This Tianhe is a treasure."

Qingtong also had a smile on her face: "I want to bring half of them back to the East China Sea, and I promise I won't kill them to get blood essence."

Will not kill, wait until after death to take.

Understand.

Han Muye nodded.

Qingtong raised her head, and whispered in her mouth.

Those sky cranes fluttered, and their statures continued to shrink, turning into the size of ordinary white cranes.

Then the white crane circled and danced, causing the entire Sky Crane Ridge to vibrate.

"boom--"

Above the mountains, a group of golden streamers flew out.

Qingtong stretched out her hand to grab it, with a smile on her face.

Real keel.

Han Muye could feel that manic power from a long distance away.

This is a manic display of power from the blood.

Wild and proud.

"call out--"

With a soft sound, a cloud trace flashed across the sky.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

This is the Sky Crane Wing?

This speed is really fast enough.

The cloud marks flashed across the sky, and Han Muye couldn't see their shadows at all.

Is this deliberately provocative?

Han Muye raised his hand, and the Yunlong Sword flew out.

The next moment, Qingtong beside him laughed out loud.

Yunlongjian couldn't catch up with that cloud mark.

Han Muye shook his head, the Red Dust Curse in Shenzang flashed golden light, he raised his head, and said in a low voice: "Sure."

Certainly!

Confucianism and Taoism, words follow the law.

Qingtong's smile froze on his face.

In the void, a jade-white feather was fixed in place.

Stirring the Yunlong sword, he retrieved the feather.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to grab it, feeling the warmth of the tentacles.

"boom--"

Before he could examine the crane's wings carefully, the sky shook, and countless cracks appeared on the sky.

This world is about to collapse.

A series of vortices appeared, pulling all the sect elites from the Tianxuan world back.

Qingtong waved her hand to protect a group of white cranes, and said in a low voice: "The force of the collapse of heaven and earth can't be stopped by the heavenly realm, so go quickly."

Han Muye nodded, letting the power of heaven and earth wrap him around.

At the moment when this power enveloped his body, his expression changed.

Raising his hand, a force of space swayed out.

Then, both he and Qingtong returned to Qingze Lake.

It's just that no one saw that the shattered Sky Crane Domain was restrained and pulled by a force of space, and a flicker appeared in the Fire Source Realm.

The fusion of one world caused the fire source world to vibrate.

"What's the situation?" Ancestor Tao Ran, who was cultivating cross-legged, moved and appeared in the sky.

There was a tremor between the heaven and the earth, and his eyes flickered.

"The secret place of Dazong back then?"

"Tianhe, can you fuse the essence and blood of the bloodline?"

"This brat, he's doing all this crap."

That being said, the smile on his face was even bigger.

He flew and landed on the shattered Sky Crane Ridge, gathering up the scattered Sky Crane eggs and the Sky Crane corpses that had been beheaded by the big monster before.

Looking back, most of the human races in Tianhe Domain were transported here.

"The ancestor has cleaned up this mess and is going back to Xijiang."

Looking up at the surging clouds in the sky, Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head and whispered to himself: "I can't suppress it..."

...

Qingze Lake.

In the lake with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, water demons and practitioners are scattered everywhere.

There are also some broken dragon boats.

No one in Yuntou thought of this scene.

When all the disciples returned, the experts from all sects were naturally delighted.

But now that the dragon boat is shattered, how can we go to the dragon platform?

"Fellow Daoist Wanhua, can the rules of this sect grand competition be changed? Why don't we let go of the formation—"

Before a Jindan Daxiu finished speaking, Master Wanhua snorted coldly: "Rules are rules."

No one spoke anymore.

It was just the next scene that made many people laugh out loud.

The elites of various sects who fell into the lake did not fly to look for the dragon boat at all, but directly looked for a black turtle monster, punched it hard, and then sat on its back and went upstream.

The elites of the sects who were originally afraid of the fish demon still showed their tyrannical combat power and unparalleled firmness even though they were alone.

This kind of xinxing growth is the rarest thing in practice.

Only by not being afraid of difficulties can we achieve great success.

One after another figures cut through the water and brought them out of the waterline.

Tens of thousands of practitioners are vying to trace the origin without giving in, and the scene really makes people's blood boil.

fight.

Practitioners, isn't that the case?

Seeing his own disciple directly surpassing the strong Lingdao Sect around him, and walking away, someone grinned lightly on Yuntou.

"If they can survive, Western Xinjiang will be their world in the future." A half-step heavenly realm Daxiu turned his head to look at the people beside him.

"These are all good seedlings."

Good seedling.

I can't bear to fight.

"Here, what did they experience in the secret realm?"

A Jindan cultivator whispered.

What happened, only one person on the top of the cloud knows.

Wanhua Taoist.

The more he knew, the more he gritted his teeth.

These guys, who turned against each other in the secret realm, dared to attack the elite of Lingdao Sect.

These guys actually swarmed up, not only snatching the blood essence of Tianhe that he also desperately needed, but also beheading his two incarnations while taking advantage of the chaos.

The key point is that it is difficult to tell who killed the avatar.

At that time, fists and kicks were combined, and the few sword lights that pumped Leng Zi were all at the critical point.

Anyway, the avatar who could fight half a step into the heavenly realm was just ruined in the secret realm without getting anything.

One of his seven incarnations disappeared under the water, two of them fell in the secret realm, and now only four remained.

This is the incarnation he has spent hundreds of years condensing!

Looking down, Taoist Wanhua wished he could smack this ten thousand miles of water with one palm!

Below, one after another figure controlled the black turtle demon and rushed upstream.

Han Muye and Qingtong stood at the bottom of Qingze Lake.

"Do you want me to take action and kill that guy who plotted against you?" Qingtong looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Do you mean Wanhua Daoist?

Han Muye shook his head.

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect wants to be number one in Western Xinjiang, of course I have to rely on my own strength."

Hearing his words, a trace of regret flashed across Qingtong's face, she waved her hand and said, "It's up to you."

After finishing speaking, she said again: "Ask that big rock, if you want to go with me."

Han Muye raised his hand and Jianwan appeared in front of him.

It just appeared, Jianwan just moved, and flew behind Han Muye to hide.

An angry look appeared on Qingtong's face, and he let out a pooh.

"Then I'm going back to the East China Sea. In the future, if you have nothing to do, you can come to the Lingjiao Island in the East China Sea to find me."

She didn't know whether she said this to Han Muye or Daoist Dayan.

"Shanglong Terrace is not a good place, it is the place where practitioners from outside the realm were suppressed back then."

"Ascending Dragon Terrace really rises, maybe the out-of-bounds practitioners who were suppressed back then will be released."

Qingtong looked at Han Muye and said, "The suppressed strong outsider seems to be Dashi Dashi."

Dashi Zhenren, the master of Shiheng Dao Sect in the fairy world, who holds the Dao Sword Mountain, came across the void, was intercepted by Zhongzhou Wenxiang, and then cut to pieces by Yuan Tianjian.

That person who suppressed under Shenglong stage, is this one?

If this kind of overhaul is really released, no one in Western Xinjiang will be able to stop it.

Han Muye's eyes flashed.

It seems that Master Wanhua is really determined to betray Xijiang and seek refuge in Outland.

court death.

In the sky, someone suddenly shouted: "Have you noticed that Han Muye from the Nine Profound Sword Sect has not appeared?"

Han Muye didn't show up?

Han Banxian, died in a secret realm?

Sure enough, I really didn't see this one.

This is really a surprise, a surprise!

A Jindan Daxiu of Lingdaozong turned his head to look at Tuoba Cheng, and laughed: "It's not enough strength, it seems that he is really dead——"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye stepped out of the water in a green robe.

A white feather measuring three feet long under his feet supported him as he rode the waves and went against the current.

On the head of the cloud, Tuoba Cheng, who had been calm all the time, showed a rare smile on his face: "Those who are not strong enough will die, and those who are strong enough will live well?"

Many people turned their heads.

The seven sons of the Lingdao Sect only saw four of them. Are the others not strong enough?

Surprise.

Unknowingly, the original awe of Lingdao Sect disappeared.