1012, It seems that the god really wants me to die.
The power of space!
Seeing Han Muye falling in front of them, the four Huanxuan Clan gods widened their eyes and tensed up.
It seemed that they were not far apart before, but in fact there were countless spaces in between.
At this time, the same was true for the three feet of void.
But the obstacle of three feet of void was nothing to Han Muye!
"how so……"
"Impossible, no ethnic group in the world can surpass our Huanxuan Clan in the space, not even the Huantian Dragon Clan!"
The two gods of the Huanxuan Clan roared wildly, and the blue-gray cloud light in their hands struck Han Muye in the chest.
It's just that the cloud light traveled through the void three feet and dissipated visibly to the naked eye.
Three feet is like thirty million miles away.
"So close to the end of the world..."
The two deities of the Huanxuan Clan behind them murmured.
Han Muye turned the three feet of space in front of him into hundreds of millions of miles away. Not to mention that their attacks could not hurt Han Muye, even if they wanted to escape, the three feet of space would become a natural chasm.
"I want to know what the Heaven-Slaying Alliance is." Han Muye's voice sounded again.
There was a faint sword light emerging from his body.
"You can't possibly know anything!"
The leading god of the Huanxuan Clan shouted angrily, and billions of illusory lights exploded around him.
The other three gods also stimulated the power of the source and caused the transformation of the surrounding space.
They are proud of the strength of the Huanxuan clan and the methods of the powerful gods.
Seeing the illusory changes in the space in front of him, Han Muye looked calm, raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm.
This long sword is not his sword, but the sword of one of the two swordsman gods in the Sword Court.
Holding the long sword, the sword lights intertwined, and memories entered Han Muye's mind.
The name of the sword is Wufear, forged from the stone of the sky and tempered by the fire of the Nine Dragons.
The sword body is three feet and five inches long, and the blade is half an inch thick.
This sword has been bathed in lightning for hundreds of millions of years, and transformed into a form of heavenly fire, allowing it to contain the power of thunder and fire and be able to cast the sword of heavenly punishment.
The first owner of this sword was the guard in charge of the sword court, Yuhua Pavilion.
The second owner of this sword is He Mingshuang, the headmaster of the sword court.
…
Memories emerged one after another, appearing in Han Muye's mind like a long river.
Looking through these memories, the Sword Court inheritance was also displayed in front of him one by one.
Compared to the two Sword Court gods we see today, the legacy of the Sword Court in ancient times was grander, more powerful, and more domineering.
Every sword strike can shake people's minds, and every sword strike can chop mountains and rivers into pieces.
"Eternal Sword Platform."
In the memory of the long sword, Han Muye saw the appearance of the Eternal Sword Platform, the core of the Sword Court inheritance.
The eternal sword platform uses the sword as the platform.
A place where swordsmanship has been inherited for hundreds of millions of years.
On each step of the blue stone steps is a long sword.
Every kendo practitioner in the Sword Court will leave their kendo on the stone steps.
As high as you can reach the stone platform, place your sword in that position.
On the steps to reach the sky, there are hundreds of millions of sword dragons.
This eternal sword platform is the inheritance and accumulation of swordsmanship accumulated by the Sword Court for countless years.
Several owners of the sword in hand have stepped onto the sword platform, leaving behind their own inheritance as well as challenging and harvesting many other inheritances.
In Han Muye's view, the Sword Court inheritance has very few bells and whistles and is basically based on the application of the principles of swordsmanship.
"The Eternal Sword Platform is indeed worth seeing."
With light flashing in his eyes, Han Muye whispered softly.
In the long sword, Han Muye found the existence of the Tianzhan Alliance.
The Tianzhan Alliance cuts off the expansion of the Pantian Plane and the other three super planes, and then swallows up their power.
In ancient times, the Wanshan clan was the most tyrannical in body and the strongest in spiritual power. It once spanned billions of planes and controlled all realms. There are dozens of other clans that have been forgotten in the long river of time. They were once prominent in those days.
remnants of the wealthy clan.
These forces combined to form the so-called Tianzhan Alliance.
Among them, the Sword Court, which had extremely strong combat power and had swept through all realms thirty tribulations ago, has always been the target of the Tianzhan Alliance.
It's just that the Sword Court, which owns the Eternal Sword Platform, has never looked down upon the Heaven-Slaying Alliance.
This time, the Toutian Clan, second only to the top super plane, wants to use the power of the Huanxuan Clan to seize the Void Fantasy City, and the Tianzhan Alliance is preparing to join forces with the Toutian Clan.
In fact, they have other ideas.
The Toutian clan is strong enough, but they lack many planning methods. If they can quietly infiltrate and control the Toutian clan, the strength of the Tianzhan Alliance will be extremely strong.
It is precisely for this reason that the Zhantian Alliance and the Huanxuan clan will try their best to help the Toutian clan. In fact, they have other purposes.
Looking towards the illusory space ahead, Han Muye shook his head slightly.
The Huanxuan clan is not that strong among the Tianzhan Alliance, they just have special methods because of the clan's natal magical powers.
As for the other ethnic groups of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, some of them are indeed extremely powerful, and even have creator-level powerful ones sitting in their midst.
This is the void world, where countless ethnic groups compete, and you have no idea what is hidden behind one force.
"boom--"
The void exploded, and the illusion in front disappeared.
The four gods of the Huanxuan tribe finally escaped.
The main reason was that Han Muye had no intention of pursuing them anymore.
If you want to attack with all your strength, you can indeed kill one or two of the opponent's gods, but his loss will not be too small.
In addition, when crossing the endless void, there is also the risk of being surrounded and killed by the strong men of the Tianzhan Alliance.
What's more, in his opinion, neither the Tianzhan Alliance nor the Huanxuan clan has any real hostile relationship with him.
There was no need for him to fight to the death.
The reward given by the Huatian Dragon Clan was not small, but it was not enough to make him risk his life.
"Buzz——"
Around him, streaks of green sword light emerged.
That was the response sent by the Sword of Communication in the hand of Lord Yunjiang, which was countless billions of miles away.
Han Muye moved and disappeared from where he was.
At this time, Shen Zun Yunjiang and others, who had broken through the blockade of the avenue, all had solemn expressions on their faces.
There was nothing in front of them, and no figure of Han Muye could be seen. Even the messenger sword seemed to be shaking without finding Han Muye.
"Fellow Daoist Han, no, it can't be true..." Lord Yunjiang whispered softly.
"What's wrong?" a voice said.
"Of course he really fell -" before Lord Wu Yuan could finish his words, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked not far behind him.
Over there, Han Muye, whose divine light had converged, fell into the void at some point.
In the void, cloud light stirred.
"You, you're not dead?" Divine Lord Wu Yuan trembled all over and looked at Han Muye.
"It seems that the god really wants me to die." Han Muye shook his head and chuckled.
Divine Lord Wu Yuan shook his head quickly: "How could it be possible? Fellow Daoist Han is so powerful that he cannot die easily. We have known for a long time——"
Just after he finished speaking, Han Muye's voice sounded again.
"I don't know about others, but the Tianzhu Alliance behind you, Lord Wu Yuan, definitely wants me to die."
"Sir, you said that, right?"
As the words fell, the sword light shone out.
The black and white sword light made Lord Yunjiang and others close their eyes.