Li Yungang, the leader of Zhantian Palace, Han Muye has really heard of his name.

The other halls of the Xuanling Sword Sect all have the position of hall master. There are more than one or two hall masters, and they are also parallel to each other. There is no need to distinguish between high and low rankings.

Xuanling Sword Sect has never been a sect with orderly hierarchy and strict hierarchy.

But the master of the Zhantian Palace has arranged a ranking.

According to what Shu Ming Jinxian said, Li Yungang, the Ivy Sword Immortal of the Zhantian Palace, spent a hundred thousand years to defeat all the palace masters of the Zhantian Palace and become the first.

The combat power of other people is also ranked based on the number of battles and defeats with Li Yungang, ranging from the second hall master to the ninth hall master.

"If you meet the Ivy Sword Immortal in the future, be sure not to fight with him."

"This guy's name means Ivy, because he can pester people to no end."

Shu Ming Jinxian once told Han Muye this way.

In the way of spiritual practice, war and rest complement each other.

But who wouldn't be annoyed when you meet a guy who keeps fighting with you every day and doesn't let you have a chance to clean up?

"Hey, did that guy Shu Ming tell you my name, Ivy League?" Seeing Han Muye pondering, Li Yungang's eyes widened and he asked directly.

"Senior Qingteng is the leader of the Zhantian Palace. I am just a junior disciple of the Zhantian Palace. How dare I fight against the leader?" Han Muye shook his head and spoke softly.

He has too many secrets.

He also didn't want to fight with a golden immortal who liked to stalk.

"What are you talking about, the leader and his disciples? Our Zhantian Palace doesn't have that many rules." Li Yungang waved his hand, and a sword light appeared in his palm.

The sword light was clear, and with one sweep of the sword, Zuo Baichou and others in the hall were swept out by the sword's edge.

Then, the door of the main hall closed with a "snap".

Everyone looked at each other.

This guy said something about being prudent before, is this it?

"when--"

In the main hall, the sound of swords clashing came.

"Good swordsmanship!"

What came next was Li Yungang laughing and screaming strangely.

Afterwards, a golden fairy light shone outside the hall, and with the help of the power of the city protection formation, a light shield was lowered, blocking everyone's perception.

"Is the City Lord serious about it?" Xie Chaoyan said in a low voice with a strange look on his face.

"I don't know how the Lord of the City compares with the leader of the Zhantian Palace." Zuo Baichou whispered softly.

He shook his head, turned around and said, "Forget it, this kind of thing has nothing to do with us."

"My lord, the city lord, blocked the sword of Jinxian, the spiritual sword, and kept our Yunlan City impregnable."

"I'm afraid that Yunlan City will become a holy land in the Yunteng Wasteland in the future, and you will be very busy."

busy.

It's better to be busy.

There was a smile on everyone's face.

After today, Yunlan City will be truly accepted by all forces in the wasteland and will truly integrate into the lives of all immortal cultivators.

There will be countless immortal cultivators who will come to Yunlan City as their home.

How wonderful it is to be able to help the city lord manage such a city and feel such a heavy responsibility on your shoulders?

In the main hall, Li Yungang, holding a long sword, looked solemn.

In front of him, Han Muye clasped his hands behind his back, and a sword light floated in front of him.

By using his mind to control the sword, Li Yungang, whose cultivation was suppressed in the Cave Void Realm, could not make a move.

Li Yungang had only experienced the momentum of such powerful men from the top five people in the Zhantian Palace.

"The solidity of your sword intent is definitely not something that an unknown disciple can achieve."

Pointing his sword forward, Li Yugang shouted.

The sword light in his hand turned into a stream of cyan light, which flashed and stabbed Han Muye's neck.

This sword was so fast that the trajectory was invisible. How measured was it like what he said before?

If Han Muye fails to respond in time, his life may be in danger.

Who is the sword madman?

Who is not stable enough?

The leader of Zhantian Palace is clearly a guy who says one thing and does another.

But before the sword reached a foot in front of Han Muye, Li Yungang's eyes froze and he had to swing his sword to slash.

Because Han Muye, who was motionless with his hands behind his back, had already wielded his sword with his will, and struck him on the head with the sword.

This guy who has become a disciple of Zhan Tian Temple has no respect for his superiors. He can draw a sword three points faster than his leader!

The key is that this kid still has his hands behind his back, obviously not using his full strength.

How despising is this?

Who can bear this kind of contempt?

"when--"

Li Yungang stepped forward with a sword that flew over his head and cut it down.

But just as he moved, he paused again and his face tightened.

Beside him, the long sword gleamed with cold light and spun slightly, blocking his path.

"Are you able to defeat my swordsmanship, or is it the way to control space and time?" Li Yungang, with a solemn expression, knocked back the sword blocking his way, looked up at Han Muye, and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye didn't give him an answer at all.

Just put your hands behind your back and remain silent.

Too lazy to pay attention?

If it were another powerful Golden Immortal, how could he have the nerve to stay here at this moment? He might not turn around and leave.

The Ivy Sword Immortal is different.

I seem to be used to being treated so coldly.

His face twitched, Li Yungang raised his hand, and a nine-story sword tower appeared.

"Boy, I know you also have a sword tower in your hand. This thing is considered a rare treasure in our Xuanling Sword Sect."

"In this case, play a good game with me, and I can give you this sword tower."

Nine-story sword tower.

Han Muye already has four in his hands.

It's just that in order to hide his identity, he left one in the mortal world to suppress his destiny, and the other three have never been used.

The first time this tower was moved in the immortal world was under the rule of Daozong.

That was when he felt that his worth was worthy of this sword tower, so he took action.

He also got a lot of information about the value of the sword tower from Shu Ming Jinxian's sword.

The nine sword towers combined into one can indeed become a precious treasure or even some kind of token.

It's just that the sword towers were scattered all over the place and brought into the mortal world, so there was no thought that they could be unified.

Over the years, the Nine Yuan Sword Tower has become more of a symbol of the Sword Sect.

Many disciples of the Sword Sect practice sword formation and refine a sword tower to carry with them.

The rule in the mortal world that distinguishes the level of swordsmanship based on the level of the sword pavilion is also recognized by many people in the Xuanling Sword Sect in the fairy world.

Being able to control at least a nine-story sword pavilion means that one's cultivation is strong enough.

Looking at the sword tower Li Yungang held in his hand, Han Muye nodded.

It is not easy to get a sword tower.

What's more, Han Muye has already shown a sword tower. If he is not moved when faced with this sword tower today, then Li Yungang will doubt whether he has ulterior motives.

"First Ivy League, you'd better not suppress your cultivation."

Han Muye's words made Li Yungang's face look as ugly as old tree bark.

People want face, trees want bark.

A slap in the face, is this intentional?

"Don't worry, kid, I will never take advantage of you."
To be continued...