If possible, Han Muye would not show off his talents.

But the matter has come to this, as a sword cultivator, why should you be afraid of showing off your sharp edge!

The sword light was like a dragon, and the long swords in the Wanhe Sword Box formed a sword formation. Although it was not the Zhoutian Sword Formation, it was a formation that Han Muye deduced himself and could exert the power of the Wanhe Sword.

At this time, the sword took the shape of a dragon and wrapped around him. With just one circle, it killed the monsters around him.

Without stopping, Han Muye led the dragon with the long sword and flew away, leaving only a bloody patch on the spot.

Those members of the Sword Sect who were observing in the Spiritual Light Formation only had time to let out a low sigh before they saw Han Muye wrapped in golden light and heading straight to the next level.

On the eighty-first floor, kill a hundred black-armored two-headed iron crocodiles, each one with the power of a god.

Han Muye's long sword formed a formation, and thousands of swords were grinding to kill him. The two-headed iron crocodile with unparalleled defense fell into a quagmire of flesh and blood.

It takes half a day to pass this level.

On the eighty-second floor, kill fifty four-winged Bijie Skylarks. Each one is very fast, and its magical power is a flame entanglement that can burn through a world.

Han Muye turned his ten thousand swords into glaciers, and the power of flames and ice collided. The sky and the earth were covered, and outsiders could not investigate. They could only hear the terrified screams of Bijie Skylarks.

It takes one and a half days to pass this level.

…

On the ninety-ninth floor, the long sword in Han Muye's hand merged with the long sword dragon around him, and finally turned into a magnificent sword tower shadow.

In front of him were three golden five-story sword towers.

Under the sword tower, three solemn-looking sword cultivator disciples appeared.

Each one of them, with the sword light and immortal energy entwining around them, is at least in the supreme realm.

As soon as the three towers appeared, there was an uproar outside the Lingzhao array.

"It turns out to be three towers holding the sky! Shouldn't this level only appear after the 100th floor?"

"The Trial of the Three Halls, finally seeing this level again!"

"Three towers hold the sky. A battle like this, regardless of victory or defeat, will be exciting."

"It's a pity that I can't see it."

Behind those spiritual illumination arrays, all the sword cultivators in the trial hall whispered regretfully.

The rules of the trial land, the Three Towers Heaven-Suppressing Trial, are the Trials of the Three Halls. Once you pass, you will have the elite status of the Three Halls.

It’s just that this level usually only appears after level 110.

Because there are too few people who pass, usually as long as the trial disciples pass the 100th floor, Zhantian Temple will find them and ask them to join.

But I didn't expect that Han Muye's Three Towers Heaven-Suppressing Trial would appear on the 99th floor, ten floors earlier than others.

The three towers holding the sky involve the secrets of the sect, so the formation spirit will block outsiders' reactions.

Those Sword Sect disciples behind the Lingzhao Formation could only watch helplessly as Han Muye activated the sword dragon, turned into a sword tower, and then slowly disappeared.

All spiritual illumination arrays are invalid.

In the end, only the formation spirit, the true upper-level powerhouse of the Sword Sect, and Han Muye himself know whether Han Muye can pass and how long it will take to pass.

In the trial hall of Yunlu City, Wang Minghe showed a smile and looked at the elder deacon of the Sword Sect who strode in behind him holding a golden scroll.

"Wang Minghe, we are here with the Golden Order of the Sword Sect to formally inform you that you will step down as the governor of Yuze Prefecture. Yuze Prefecture will be temporarily managed by five deacons and elders until a new guard is finally selected."

The old man in white robes holding a golden scroll in his hand looked at Wang Minghe and spoke loudly.

Behind him were Xiong Ke and Wu Chaoshen from Zhenhuang Palace, as well as several strong men from Zhenxuan Palace and Zhenhuang Palace.

This line is already a formal handover ceremony.

"Elders, please take care. I need to take a shower and change clothes, and then sort out the documents. It will take three days -" Wang Minghe chuckled and slowly arranged his clothes, but did not reach out to pick up the scroll.

After hearing his words, the old man holding the scroll frowned.

"Wang Minghe, you should know the rules of the Sword Sect. Once the handover is official, you can only hand over the guarding heart seal within a quarter of an hour." Xiong Ke stared at Wang Minghe and shouted in a low voice.

Next to him, Wu Chaoshen's eyes fell on the illusory spiritual light array, his expression solemn.

"He's stalling!" he shouted in a low voice, took a step forward, and slapped his palm towards the formation.

Chen Qiu, who was standing next to Wang Minghe, raised his hand, and the sword light around him shone.

"Okay, let's stop." The old man holding the golden scroll shouted coldly. The scroll in his hand emitted golden light, blocking Chen Qiu and Wu Chaoshen.

"Wang Minghe is the governor of a state after all, so he still has to have the dignity he deserves." The old man snorted coldly and looked at Wang Minghe: "One hour."

Wang Minghe smiled and nodded.

Opposite Wu Chaoshen looked gloomy.

"Everyone, please wait for me outside the hall."

Wang Minghe smiled and raised his hand.

The green fairy light pushed everyone out of the trial hall.

When the trial hall was empty, he turned back with a trace of loneliness on his face.

"For an hour, this is the last chance I can fight for. Han Muye, I hope you..."

…

An hour later, Wang Minghe handed over all the seals, took off the fairy-patterned robe that represented the guardian of a state, and handed back the golden crown.

The Jianzong elder named Su Yunong read out the sect's decree. He, Chen Qiu, Xiong Ke, Wu Chaoshen, and Yu Ze, an elder of Zhenxuan Hall, formed a temporary group of guarding elders to manage the affairs of Yuze Prefecture.

"Wang Minghe, the deacon of Yuze Prefecture, concealed the fact that he could not survive the five declines of nature and human beings. He was unable to suppress the local area and attracted a backlash from powerful enemies. He cannot escape his guilt. He has taken the sword tower into custody and awaits the decision of the Supreme Council of Elders."

"Zhang Zhenbiao, the deacon of Sanhuo Town, failed to report the knowledge and caused the catastrophe of Sanhuo City. He is guilty of meritorious deeds. He will take the sword tower into custody and wait for the decision of the elders of Yuze Prefecture."

"Wanshen Trading Company is running around with the great demon of the Buxian Realm and harming the interests of our Xuanling Sword Sect. From now on, all the trading firms under its subsidiaries will be blocked and all the people will be imprisoned."

"Trial disciple Han Muye is involved with Wanshen Trading Company and Zhang Zhenbiao, the guard of Sanhuo Town, and is also suspected of colluding with the Gale Bandits. The trial will be suspended immediately and the sword tower will be taken into custody."

Orders were issued one after another, and a golden sword tower shined.

The eight-story sword tower is already the strongest force guarding Yizhou and represents the identity symbol of the Sword Sect.

A golden chain locked Wang Minghe, and then Xiong Ke punched Wang Minghe in the chest.

"In order to prevent Wang Minghe from resisting, it's better to suppress Xiu Wei first."

As soon as the words fell, the golden fist shadow had already hit Wang Minghe's chest.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Minghe's figure trembled and suddenly shattered inch by inch.

The expressions of everyone in the hall suddenly changed.

Chen Qiu stood there with a complicated look on his face.

"Junior brother Wang Minghe knows that he cannot escape the blame for his crimes. He has already dispersed his troops and left only one incarnation. He was supposed to explain various matters to him. Unexpectedly, Elder Xiong, you, hey..."

Wang Minghe chose to fight, and the avatar knew everything. Now that the avatar was crushed, it meant that the five-member elder group was completely in the dark about everything in Yuze State, and could not get any information.

Wang Minghe used his own troops to fight and shouldered everything!

In the main hall, the expressions of Wu Chaoshen, Su Yunong and others were extremely gloomy. A trace of astonishment flashed across Xiong Ke's face, and then he stared at Chen Qiu with extreme annoyance.

Chen Qiu must have known all this, but deliberately didn't tell it. He waited for him to take action and crush Wang Minghe's incarnation before launching an attack!

In this way, all the information Yuzezhou needs will not be revealed at all, and Xiong Ke will have to bear the blame.

"End the trial!" Wu Chaoshen shouted lowly, and the expression on Xiong Ke's face changed. He stepped forward, with golden light shining on his body, and bumped into the large formation of the trial hall.

"Buzz——"

The formation turned upside down and figures appeared one after another.

The disciples who entered the trial in the same batch as Han Muye all stood there with blank expressions.

Some people were still waving their swords, while others were looking around with lingering fear, their faces full of vigilance.

They had no idea how their trial could be interrupted.

Wu Chaoshen glanced over and his expression became even more gloomy.

He turned to look at Chen Qiu, who was looking indifferent, and said through gritted teeth: "Elder Chen, what's going on?"

Chen Qiu's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Elder Wu, what are you talking about?"

"Where's Han Muye?" Wu Chaoshen stared closely into Chen Qiu's eyes, with fighting spirit concentrated on his body.

Su Yunong and Xiong Ke in front, as well as Yu Ze following behind, all looked at the returning trial disciples to search for them.

Sure enough, Han Muye was nowhere to be seen.

At this time, the trial disciples also remembered that they had not seen Han Muye.

"Elder Wu, are you questioning me?" Chen Qiu also had sword light gathering on his body and looked at Wu Chaoshen without giving an inch.

"Then Han Muye may die in the trial place. It's unknown. If you come to question me, it seems that you are not qualified."

He snorted coldly and turned to look at the trial disciples.
To be continued...