The cloud dragon carried Han Muye and brought out the roaring wind in the void.

This speed is not much slower than Han Muye walking with his sword.

"Sir, you can try to control the Yunlong Sword."

The voice of Taoist Dayan came.

This sword spirit is very interesting.

Previously, Taoist Dayan had no interest in Han Muye and looked down upon him.

It can be seen that Han Muye received the Yunlong Sword and his attitude immediately changed.

Now in front of Yunlongjian, they all regard themselves as seniors.

This Yunlong Sword also has no temper, so it was named Zhao Yunlong for nothing.

Hearing Taoist Dayan's words, Han Muye nodded, and the sword energy from his feet poured into Yunlong.

"boom"

Dragon scales appeared one after another on the long dragon that was originally loose in clouds.

The cloud dragon roared, and it seemed that the whole body was filled with endless joy.

This little sword energy is gone?

In Han Muye's Qi Sea, a sword intent split and poured into Yunlong's body.

Sword intent!

When the sword intention entered Yunlong's body, the dragon's roar resounded through the void and could be heard hundreds of miles away.

On Yunlong's head, two long dragon horns appeared.

On both sides of the dragon's body, white clouds appeared.

The wind, clouds and scenery follow, and the power of heaven and earth is blessing.

"Master, with this sword intention, I can kill half a step to the heaven."

Yunlong roared, his voice filled with joy.

Taoist Dayan's figure turned into the breeze and landed on Yunlong's back, with a trace of complex emotions on his face.

Compared with Yunlong Sword, his little power is nothing.

If he wants to be truly powerful against those in the Heaven Realm, he needs to merge into the sword pill and become one with his body.

But he was unwilling to do so.

"boom"

In the distance, there was a roar.

Han Muye could sense the sword light and flames in this roaring place.

It's Patriarch Tao Ran.

The battle was getting a bit fierce, and Ancestor Tao Ran had already used the prairie fire sword technique.

"Ancestor, can you still bear it?"

Han Muye gave a long laugh, raised his hand, and the cloud dragon turned into a long sword and fell into his hand.

Hundreds of miles away, Ancestor Tao Ran's voice was filled with fighting intent.

"Boy, do you look down on me, ancestor?"

"If you have the ability, let's compete to see who can kill the Half-Step Heaven Realm first."

Compare?

The smile on Han Muye's face grew even brighter.

After killing Ma Meng in the mine tunnel, he had a rough idea of ​​his own combat power.

It is capable of defeating those in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, but without consuming a large amount of sword energy and divine soul sword energy, it is unable to kill a powerful person above the eighth level of the Golden Core.

Moreover, if the other party turned around and ran away, Han Muye knew that he would not be able to keep him.

However, through practicing in seclusion, he made up for the shortcomings of Jin Yang Gong, and his cultivation level was raised to the seventh level of foundation building. Han Muye's confidence greatly increased.

What's more, he still has a magical sword in his hand!

Isn't this the best time to kill the Half-Step Heaven Realm?

"good."

When the voice fell, Han Muye, who was walking with a sword, was already ten thousand feet away.

"That's it"

"Compare."

With one sword, the power of ten steps can be transformed into a hundred miles of cloud waves.

For this sword, Han Muye used the swordsmanship artistic conception of the Tangshan Sword School.

Gather waves.

A wave rises with one step, and the wave flies with ten steps.

Ten steps later, there were waves upon waves.

"Buzz"

The sky and the earth roared, and a huge wave surged from the end of the sky and the earth.

The three Half-Step Heaven Realm people who were originally surrounding Ancestor Tao Ran turned around in fear and scattered in all directions.

Looking up, Ancestor Tao Ran showed a dull look in his eyes.

"Hey, when did this kid become so fierce?"

The light of the sword rose in his palm, and he wanted to step forward and strike with his sword to see if he could break up the wave.

But considering that Han Muye is one of our own, I might as well forget it.

"Is this the Julang Swordsmanship?" Below, the surrounded Tangshan Sword Sect disciples all stared with wide eyes.

Shao Yousun looked at the waves and felt his blood boiling.

This is Mr. Mo Yuan’s disciple.

After cultivating Ten Thousand Swords and returning to the sect, he understood the true principles of swordsmanship and mastered worldly swordsmanship at his fingertips.

Who can stop such swordsmanship?

In the sky, Patriarch Tao Ran shouted loudly, turned his head, and with the sword leading the stream of flames, he crashed into a Half-Step Heaven Realm.

The sword's light is alluring, like a flying dragon, arriving in a flash.

"Haha, save your life quickly!" Ancestor Tao Ran smiled wildly, which was more lethal than his sword light.

The Miao Miao Dao Sect half-step Heaven Realm expert in black robes snorted coldly, and waved a spear in his hand, twisting the wind and heading towards the sword light.

The inheritance of Piaomiao Dao Sect may not be top-notch in Yuntian Realm, but it is not weak compared to Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

If Tao Ran's ancestor hadn't been extremely strong, he would have died just now when the three Half-Step Heaven Realm besieged him.

On the other side, the two half-step heaven realms on both sides looked at each other and flew away almost at the same time.

A stream of light, mixed with ice and cold.

A burst of flames condensed into an iron fist.

The power of these two spells were both at the peak of the golden elixir. They gathered the power of heaven and earth and crashed against the waves gathered by Han Muye.

They had to take action.

The waves that Han Muye gathered with his sword skills from the East China Sea were really too majestic.

Sit back and wait, no one dares to answer.

Seeing the two spells approaching, Han Muye laughed loudly, held the Yunlong Sword in his hand, and slammed it down.

At this point, the momentum has been gathered, so why do you need any fancy sword moves?

The world's swordsmanship, when it reaches its peak, can only kill with one strike!

"boom"

Endless waves crashed down, and the heaven and earth shook.

The fist facing the huge wave collapsed instantly.

Then the cool stream of light was also carried by the huge waves and rolled down.

"Hmph, you are only half a step into the heavenly realm, but you dare to take on the power of my Yunlong?"

Among the waves, Zhao Yunlong's voice sounded.

"Master, if you are outside the Fire Source Realm, this sword can kill even the Heaven Realm."
To be continued...