Drag the sword and walk.

The sharp energy in Han Muye's body quickly gathered as he moved forward.

Ten steps later, the power in his body had turned into a sword of ten thousand miles.

The long sword flew across the sky, facing the sky.

Below, one by one the practitioners turned their heads.

They could see Han Muye standing alone with a sword.

The light of that thousand-mile sword split the entire sky into two.

The sword light condenses and the sharp light shines through, making people feel at ease.

"That's Master Han." A young man driving a war puppet looked at the figure blocking the sky and whispered.

He knew that he did not have the ability or the courage to block the sky and face the endless demon beasts like Master Han.

He could only lower his head.

"Then, is that the Sword Immortal?" Someone looked up and looked at the sword light that spanned the sky and the earth, with a trace of confusion on his face.

At this moment, this sword shines for billions of miles.

Huang Zhihu and others, who were fighting far away in the chaotic realm, also felt the sensation at this time.

They all raised their heads and looked into the distance, as if their eyes could see through the void.

Over there, they can feel the surge of sword power.

That is the true power of swordsmanship, a power that reveals endless edge.

"It must be the foster father..." Huang Zhihu clenched the sword in his hand and turned his head to look at the second-grade heavenly monster in front of him who was surrounded by a sword array.

"Kill." There was overwhelming fighting intent in her voice.

The battlefield where their adoptive father could inspire such fighting spirit was not something they could step into.

Then, they should do their own thing well and defend their battlefield.

On top of each sword array, the stream of light shone, gathering into a ten-thousand-foot war sword, and then slashed towards the celestial monster in front.

"The way of the sword is not alone." Qin Suyang held the sword in his hand, stood in the void, and whispered in the air.

He was separated from Han Muye after his battle with Nielong. At this time, on the edge of the Chaos Realm, he faced a second-grade celestial monster with a long sword in his hand.

Feeling Han Muye's sword light, the sword intent from the sword in his hand directly tore apart all the void, heaven and earth.

In him, the power of alchemy, Confucianism, and swordsmanship are merging.

At this moment, he had a clear understanding of his own spiritual path.

In the Lingxiao Domain, heaven and earth are merging.

This time, because the source power is mainly gathered in the Upper Third-Rank Continent, the Lingxiao Region does not need to bear too much, but there is no turmoil.

The tens of thousands of sword cultivators stationed in the Lingxiao Domain all raised their heads to look at the Upper Third-Rank Continent.

Outside the continent, a sword light crossed the sky.

"It's Yunlan Sword Immortal." A disciple of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect clenched his sword.

It turns out that the sword light can be so bright.

"It's Prime Minister Han." Xu Wei stood there and whispered.

He knew that at every critical moment of great change in the world, a sword would appear.

That is Han Muye.

That is Han Muye's sword.

This is a world-destroying sword.

This is a sword of salvation.

"boom--"

Above the sky, the crack was finally opened.

A heavenly monster rushed out from the crack.

But before these demonic beasts could step out of the cracks, a sword light greeted them.

Cold front.

Brilliant.

It is better to say that it is a sword light than a thunder between heaven and earth.

shine.

Masculine.

"Zheng——"

The sword vibrated.

The blade of the sword passed by, and the bodies of all the heavenly demon beasts were chopped into pieces, and then turned into individual dzi beads.

At this moment, from the sky, beads of heaven fell like rain.

Han Muye didn't bother with the Dzi Beads.

The sword in his hand was slashed out again.

This sword, with all the power he had gathered just now, caused the strong wind, and when the sword was released, the void was turbulent.

The cracks in the void were squeezed by this force and seemed to be closing.

"Roar--"

There was a roar from behind the crack.

A first-grade celestial monster stuck its head out and squeezed out of the crack with difficulty.

It was only when there was a crack that he faced the sword on his head.

The sword light struck on the head of this celestial monster beast, cutting its body into pieces, and then turned it into a dzi bead.

First grade Dzi beads.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and took the dzi bead into his palm.

For him now, only this grade of Dzi beads might be of some use.

In the crack in front, because of this sword, the demon beasts seemed to be frightened and did not dare to attack for a while.

Han Muye looked calm, holding a long sword in his hand and standing in front of the crack.

One person and one sword can block the endless demonic beast from going any further.

The world below is still merging.

More and more original power is escaping.

If there is no powerful Celestial Monster to snatch it away, the original source will condense into Dzi Beads.

Third grade.

Fourth grade.

Even second grade.

These Dzi beads are extremely precious to practitioners.

Countless practitioners began to pick Dzi beads, and many raised their heads to look at the figure blocking the crack in the sky.

Without this figure, no one can safely collect the Dzi Beads.

"Master Han should have a share of these Dzi beads." Someone whispered.

"If I collect another second-grade Dzi bead and refine it, I can stabilize my cultivation in the Immortal Realm. At that time, I will plug the cracks." A middle-aged man in black robe gritted his teeth and held his hands tightly.

of Dzi beads.

For countless proud geniuses, being protected by others is really a torture.

A strong person should face all challenges head on.

On the Lingxiao Domain, a square sword array was already marching toward the sky.

All the sword cultivators came to support Han Muye according to Xu Wei's order.

"boom--"

The cracks in the sky trembled again, and the second ten thousand-foot crack appeared not far in front of Han Muye.

At the same time, first-grade and super-first-grade celestial monsters rushed out of the two cracks.

Before the surging and majestic power breaks out, it has already caused the power of heaven and earth to stir.

If these heavenly monsters rush into the battleground of Ten Thousand Realms, they can directly seize the source and then kill those Ten Thousand Realms elites.
To be continued...