1005, Taoist friends are really capable of all things.
Fellow.
Han Muye's voice fell, and billions of streams of light shot out from the void in front of him, locking him thousands of feet away.
"They're from the Huanxuan Clan!" Yunji's expression changed suddenly and he shouted in a low voice.
The Lord Yunchao beside him had already raised his hand and waved, and a burst of illusory power came out, hitting the stream of light in the void.
Unfortunately, his blow hit the streamer and was directly blocked.
"Quickly, activate the big formation in the city!" Yun Chao shouted.
In the distance, a voice replied: "No, the Huanxuan tribe wanted to find the location of my Void Fantasy City. When the formation was activated, they locked the location."
An old man wearing a white robe and holding a dark golden wooden staff flew down and looked at Han Muye being wrapped in the light in the light curtain.
"This fellow Taoist practices swordsmanship and has strong killing power. I don't think he will be defeated so easily."
"If it really doesn't work, I will take action and fight to the death."
As soon as the words fell, Han Muye, who was enveloped by the stream of light, moved, and layers of halo appeared around him.
The halo is black and white, interlaced into gray and black.
The sword light slashed straight away. Not only did it not cut into pieces all the flowing light, it actually shattered itself and turned into thousands of rays.
"Haha, becoming a god with swordsmanship is nothing more than that."
"Back then, I, the Huanxuan clan, sent out five gods to kill a swordsman god but failed to succeed. Looking at it today, there is no need for gods to take action."
A long laugh came from ahead.
Those who stopped Han Muye from killing were at least 300 people from the Huanxuan tribe, among whom the most powerful ones were more than a dozen who were in the Void-Breaking Realm, and more than 20 people who were in the Dominion Realm.
They join forces and inspire illusory power that can restrain the gods.
"kill him."
"It's better to lose his soul, lock it up and leave. After all, he is a god and a sword god."
"Haha, a god-level person is being surrounded and killed, and the Huantian Dragon Clan doesn't even dare to fart, so why not leave the Huan City to the control of my Huanxuan Clan."
Several voices were arguing.
Every word is sarcastic.
They have the right to ridicule.
A god-level being was surrounded and killed, and the Huantian Dragon Clan sat and watched. Who dared to disrespect the Huanxuan Clan in such a scene?
The cloud traces and Yun Chao in front of the light curtain looked solemn, and the old man in front of them had an illusory divine light surging around them.
Han Muye, who was wrapped in the stream of light, waved again.
The scattered sword light condensed again and then chopped down.
This sword is worse than the one just now.
The stacked sword light collapsed and turned into an endless gray-white halo.
At this scene, the figure of the old man holding the golden staff in front of the light curtain moved and transformed into a billion-foot-long dragon, and his figure appeared directly in the light curtain.
One of its paws snapped it down.
The illusory light collides with billions of streams of light, causing the void to vibrate.
Those billions of streams of light seemed to be shattered, but they were still a little short of it.
Even this god-level elder from the Dragon Transformation Clan couldn't defeat the Huanxuan Clan's methods.
"After all, a big fish has come."
"A quick fight, kill the swordsman, and then take down this old dragon."
Several voices rang out, and the stream of light surrounding Han Muye suddenly collapsed, pressing down on Han Muye.
This stream of light is the original power of space of the Huanxuan clan. With its blessing, even a plane will collapse without any resistance.
Under the origin of that space, nothing can stop the space from collapsing.
"Fellow Taoist, I will block the three breaths for you. Whether you can leave alive or not depends on your fate." The old man who turned into a dragon roared, his body shook, and he rushed towards the collapsed space.
Just when he moved, he heard a voice.
"Need not."
Han Muye's voice.
Need not.
What not to use?
The old man's figure froze where he was, his eyes filled with confusion.
As Han Muye's voice sounded, he raised his hand again.
Before that stream of light, all the black and white sword light of Han Muye did not condense, but was cut out extremely loosely.
"boom--"
This loose sword should not be able to destroy the billions of streams of light at all, but when it was slashed out at this time, all the black and white sword light penetrated directly into the stream of light.
The collapsed streamer paused.
All the streams of light turned into gray and white.
The three hundred Huanxuan clan members all stared blankly at everything in front of them.
Their power is actually out of control!
The source of their Huanxuan tribe's most rampant power, the method of space manipulation, was actually devoured by the opponent!
"impossible!"
"How can space be swallowed up!"
Several roars sounded.
"What kind of method is this?" Yunji's face was full of confusion.
In the light curtain in front, the stream of light turned into black and white, then rolled back, wrapping all the Huanxuan tribe.
Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and all the bodies of the Huanxuan clan disappeared in the space.
Get locked directly!
In fact, for Han Muye, if he didn't want to kill all the Huanxuan tribe members, why should he show weakness?
The Huanxuan tribe controls the origin of space and is used to escaping.
Just now, Han Muye could kill and injure most of the three hundred Huanxuan clan with a casual sword strike, but he could not directly capture them all like this.
For him, the origin of the three hundred Huanxuan clan, especially the origin of space, is a rare resource.
These three hundred Huanxuan clan are enough for him to devour and refine for a long time.
"Everyone, Han Muye has fulfilled his mission." Turning around, Han Muye spoke with a calm expression on his face.
Not living up to the mission?
Who dares to say such a thing?
Three hundred people from the Huanxuan clan who can kill gods were captured like this. Is this something you dared to think of before?
"Fellow Taoist is really capable of all things..."
Chang Long re-transformed into an old man holding a golden staff. He looked at Han Muye and whispered with emotion: "Yun Xun has met Taoist friend."
…
Han Muye easily slaughtered the powerful men of the Huanxuan clan, and also beheaded a Sky-Stepping Divine Beast. These methods made all the powerful men of the Dragon Transformation Clan in Huan City worship.
After being invited to the main hall, a group of powerful men sat across from each other, looking at Han Muye with a bit of eagerness.
"Fellow Daoist Han, with your methods, do you think the Huanxuan clan can be wiped out?" Yunji looked up at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.
Originally, they only wanted Han Muye to make a sneak attack and injure and kill one of the powerful gods of the Huanxuan clan, which would render his method of locking the Huanxuan City ineffective.
But seeing Han Muye take action today, Huantian Dragon Clan felt that they might be able to deal with the Huanxuan Clan once and for all.
After hearing his words, Han Muye pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
"If I hadn't shown weakness in advance and lured them into the situation today, I wouldn't have been able to capture all three hundred Huanxuan clan members."
"With the methods of the Huanxuan Clan, it is possible to seriously injure them in a face-to-face confrontation, but it is impossible to kill them if they are at least three gods."
These words made everyone in the hall look disappointed.
I thought Han Muye could wipe out the Huanxuan clan with one person.
"But if the Huatian Dragon Clan is willing, Han can issue a recruitment order and invite some gods to come with them."
"Moreover, as long as you pay enough, I can also mobilize an army of hundreds of millions to surround and suppress the Toutian clan."
"You know my origin, but maybe you don't know-"
Han Muye took out a token.
"Han is also the military commander of the Pantian plane's conquering army."