A flash of light flashed, and a young man wearing a white robe and a golden crown appeared in front of Han Muye.

She has a delicate face, eyebrows on the temples, and a brocade robe and jade belt.

The boy has no arms.

"Are you the person Duan Jiuxiao chose?"

Looking at Han Muye, the young man frowned.

"Human race?"

"With the power of human blood, can you control thousands of monsters?"

A golden aura shone through the young man's eyes, staring at Han Muye: "Let me see what qualifications you have to inherit everything Duan Jiuxiao has."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure appeared behind Han Muye.

quick.

The speed was extremely fast.

This speed was so fast that Shan Cang, who was known for his speed, was at a loss.

A bloody small sword stabbed out from Han Muye's back.

This small sword is in the shape of a crane's long beak, with a jade-white aura shining through it.

The small sword flashed and was already within a foot of Han Muye's vest.

Han Muye had no reaction.

There was confusion on the young man's face, and Xiaojian scored another point.

Han Muye still didn't look back.

"Stab"

The small sword suddenly accelerated, reversed and slashed towards the young man's side.

The small sword slashed horizontally, breaking the cloud waves.

But under the sword, there was nothing.

It was only then that Han Muye's figure faded away and then appeared five feet away behind the young man.

"The confusing power of the Sky Fox bloodline can actually deceive even my eyes. Your soul is at least at the peak of the heavenly realm."

"You can silently move three feet behind me. Your wind attribute is friendly and your control of space power is absolutely unimaginable."

Turning back, the young man stared at Han Muye with a look of curiosity on his face.

"Also, you can actually calculate the trajectory of my sword. It's obvious that your sword practice is extremely advanced."

His eyes fell on the sword box that Han Muye was carrying, and the young man looked proudly: "Take my sword and let me see if you are really as I thought, with unparalleled talent and superb swordsmanship."

Without giving Han Muye a chance to respond, the small sword stabbed directly at Han Muye's neck.

Within five feet, your steps will never be as fast as your sword.

Even if Han Muye wanted to retreat, he couldn't.

This time he didn't hide or retreat.

The two swords were unsheathed, the sword light flashed, the long sword blocked the small sword, and the broken sword stabbed directly upward from the left side.

One is magnificent, the other is strange.

The two sword lights made no sound of breaking through the air, and the swords came out, causing a surge of momentum.

Han Muye is not a person in the secret realm and cannot borrow the power of heaven and earth.

This general trend of swordsmanship is a manifestation of his own practice.

Sword cultivation has become a trend!

The young man's face was full of strange color, his eyes were frozen, and the small sword moved forward a little further.

"when"

The two swords clashed, causing a harsh sound.

The young man stepped back quickly.

When he stood still, he lowered his head and looked at his ribs.

There is a sword mark on the left armpit.

The sword mark just rubbed against the clothes, showing a trace of damage.

"With your talent in swordsmanship, even the Sword Master Yuan Tian was afraid that you would develop a love for talents."

The young man didn't finish his words, his eyes widened.

Three sword pills were formed into a glyph, covering his figure.

"There is no swordsman in the world who can draw a sword in front of me."

"Let me see how good you are." Han Muye's words revealed endless dominance.

As the voice fell, the sword energy on the three sword pills intertwined and turned into threads.

"Turn the sword into silk!" The young man exclaimed, causing the small sword to hit the sword silk.

"Stab"

The small sword was directly chopped into pieces by the sword wire.

On top of the three sword pills, the sword light intertwined and stirred, chopping the young man's body into pieces.

Han Muye shook his head, with a calm expression, and raised his hand to put away the sword pill.

The young man's figure was revealed a hundred feet away, with a surprised look on his face.

After staring at Han Muye for a long time, the young man suddenly smiled: "Although Duan Jiuxiao and Yuan Tianjianzun are not mortal enemies, they have been fighting for thousands of years."

"I didn't expect that the successor they chose was actually the same person."

"If Duan Jiuxiao knew about it, I'm afraid he would be furious."

Speaking of this, a happy look appeared on his face: "Yes, your swordsmanship is really amazing."

Looking at Han Muye, the young man's expression turned calm: "My name is He Tianzhen, you should know who I am."

Han Muye nodded, a flash of light flashed behind him, and a pair of wings appeared.

Crane Wings.

Seeing those wings, complex emotions flashed across the young man's face.

"I thought I would never see these wings again..."

Han Muye looked at him quietly without speaking.

The Sky Crane Wings were so precious that he would not be a bad person and just ask to return them.

However, if He Tianzhen could offer a sufficient price in exchange, Han Muye would also consider it.

"You're here to get the Ten Thousand Demons Token, right?"

The young man looked up at Han Muye, his eyes flashing.

"In this way, I will try my best to help you obtain the Ten Thousand Demons Order, and you will give me my wings back."

Order of Ten Thousand Demons?

That is the most precious thing in this secret realm.

But what Han Muye cares about is not the Ten Thousand Demons Order, but Kui Niu Horns.

"I want the horns of Kui Niu. You help me surrender this treasure, and I will give you my wings back."

Han Muye looked at He Tianzhen and spoke softly.

The biggest secret of Tianhe Wing is the power of space contained in it.

For Han Muye, who has already mastered the power of space, it is not impossible to exchange the wings of the sky crane for the horns of the Kui ox.

"Kui Niu horns?" He Tianzhen cast his eyes on Han Muye, his halo flowing.

"Your soul and swordsmanship are too strong, and your physical body cannot bear the strength, so you have to condense the strongest body with Kui Niu horns, right?"

Speaking of this, He Tiantian clicked his tongue twice: "This is really your chance."

"In this secret realm of ten thousand monsters, there are many ways to draw out Kui Niu's horns, but I may be the only one who can subdue it."

Such a coincidence?

Han Muye raised his eyes and looked at He Tianzhen.

"Wait for three months and I will unseal the body."

"My bloodline power alone cannot stop that guy's thunder attack." He Tianzhen smiled and looked around: "Little guys, when my ancestor comes back, I will take you to the wilderness."

After saying that, his figure turned into a faint stream of light and flew away.
To be continued...