The Cao family is an aristocratic weapon-refining family under the rule of Jiuxuan Sword Sect. It is not far from Jiuxuan Mountain. How could something happen?
"That sword was not made by Cao E."
Han Muye strode forward, sword light aura surging around his body.
Lu Gao, who was following behind him, took one step at a time without missing a beat.
"That sword was made by Cao Ang, the direct grandson of the Cao family."
Cao Ang?
Lu Gao was stunned and said: "He, wasn't he kidnapped?"
When the Cao family was attacked, the head of the Cao family had one arm cut off and the Cao family's direct grandson was kidnapped.
This incident made Jiuxuan Mountain very angry, and many rescue missions were launched.
But there has been no news about Cao Ang.
At this time, Han Muye said that this sword was made by Cao Ang.
So he's back?
"That sword was actually well refined, and some blood refining techniques were mixed into it, which improved the quality of the sword a lot."
"The method of blood refining is commonly used by the demon clan."
Han Muye spoke calmly.
Monster clan?
Where did Cao Ang learn the demon weapon refining method?
Furthermore, how could he learn the demon clan's weapon refining methods? Wasn't he kidnapped?
Lu Gao felt that it was better not to think so much.
Senior Brother Han has unparalleled understanding, and Huang Laoliu is becoming more and more discerning.
Coach Lin doesn't talk much and is ruthless.
Yang Mingxuan learns things like crazy.
Jiang Ming is a genius among geniuses.
In the sword pavilion, I was probably smarter than Gao Xiaoxuan for the time being.
When that kid grows up, I'm afraid he will become the stupidest person in the entire Jiange.
When he used to work as a handyman, Lu Gao felt that his little mind was quite clear.
But now in Jiange, what he saw and heard was not something he could understand at all.
I understand, but I don’t seem to understand.
"Brother Lu, when you enter the mine later, tell Jiuxuan Sword Sect to come to get spiritual materials. You want ten pieces of Xuanyu Steel."
"If anyone dares to stop him, he will be killed."
Han Muye's voice sounded.
Lu Gao grinned: "I understand."
now it's right.
If there is something that needs to be explained clearly, can it be made clear?
The two of them ran for more than half an hour, and there was a long mine in the mountains ahead, with various wooden frames, chains, and many mining people.
The exposed rocks show a green aura.
Han Muye's body moved and turned into a breeze, hiding among the rocks, making it invisible to others.
This is a combination of Taoism and swordsmanship. Even small tricks can only deceive the eyes of low-level practitioners.
Those who have cultivated to the foundation-building stage have stable soul power that can be detected with just one spiritual thought.
Lu Gao strode forward and came to the wooden fence of the mine.
"who!"
"Don't go near the Cao family mine."
Several loud shouts were heard.
When those people saw Lu Gao's appearance, they were all slightly startled.
Some people recognized his Jiuxuan Mountain disciple's robes, while others looked at him blankly with his eyes covered with black gauze.
"Jiu Xuan Sword Sect's Weapon Refining Hall came to pick up ten pieces of Xuan Jade Steel. We have already reported it to the Cao family."
Lu Gao spoke loudly.
His voice was loud, neither humble nor arrogant, and immediately silenced the practitioner guarding the door.
"You want black jade steel?"
"I'm going to report..."
As soon as the speaker said this, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "No! Someone is coming from Jiuxuan Mountain!"
The hands of several practitioners behind him flashed with spiritual light, and their swords and spells struck Lu Gao.
Lu Gao, whose eyes were covered with black gauze, grinned.
Using your hands is more enjoyable than using your brain and mouth.
"drink--"
He jumped out, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sword that was stabbing him.
"when--"
The sword broke.
"boom--"
Lu Gao bumped into several practitioners in front, knocking them away.
These people were bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the light in their eyes was blurred. Even if they died, they were seriously injured.
"I still can't control my strength..."
Lu Gao shook his head, clenched his fist, and threw away the broken sword.
After practicing the Art of Weapon and Sword, your body becomes a long sword.
His body is fused with the spiritual weapon long sword, and all swords of the lower level of the spiritual weapon cannot do any harm to him at all.
There was a lot of movement at the door, and guards with weapons were rushing towards Lu Gao everywhere.
"Is your Cao family going to rebel?"
"You even want to disobey the orders of my Jiuxuan Sword Sect?"
Lu Gao shouted while taking action, knocking away those who rushed towards him.
Han Muye stood on a quarried blue boulder, looking at the guards who attacked Lu Gao, his eyes narrowed.
These people are not from the Cao family at all.
Duanhua Sword Sect.
Han Muye had recognized the identities of these people after seeing his swordsmanship.
When we first gathered at Jiuxuan Mountain, Duanhua Sword Sect was the one who was suppressed.
Later, Sanshizhai issued a mission to destroy demons, and although those sects that had betrayed the Jiuxuan Sword Sect were also roped in to participate, they did not contribute much.
If it weren't for the fact that Jiuxuan Sword Sect is currently unable to take action, it would have been cleaned up a long time ago.
Fortunately, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect is now so popular that even if you are not a fool, you will not betray it.
Looking around, Han Muye turned around and quietly walked towards the several-foot-high mine.
There are no masters outside, so Lu Gao's strength is enough to handle it easily.
His figure was erratic, and in a few flashes he was already outside the mine.
The mine is deep and dark, and a dark atmosphere comes from it.
Han Muye flew like a fallen leaf and quietly stepped into the mine.
The mine is wide and flat, and the surrounding stone walls are illuminated by oil lamps and jade stones that inspire spiritual light.
In such a space, Han Muye could no longer hide his figure.
"who!"
There was a loud shout, and a figure in black robe blocked the front.
This man was wearing a black robe, was tall, and had a hood covering his head and face.
"Monster clan?"
Han Muye stood there, looked at the figure, and spoke softly.
After Han Muye revealed his identity, the figure took off his hood, revealing his face full of mane.
Wolf head and human body.
The black wolf clan.
"It seems they are from Jiuxuan Mountain."
"It came so quickly."
The wolf-headed man chuckled, bared his teeth, and had a look of cruelty on his face.
"It's a pity that a little guy like you shouldn't be sent to die."
Han Muye in front of him did not exude tyrannical power, nor did he have the aura of a master that made people unable to look directly at him.
Obviously, Jiuxuan Mountain noticed something strange about the Cao family, but did not take it seriously.
"what happened?"
There was a voice coming from deep in the mine, deep and old.
"Nothing, just a little reptile."
The black wolf demon clan laughed, and the blue-black halo on his hands turned into sharp long blades. He stepped forward and pulled it down towards Han Muye.
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This black wolf demon's cultivation level is approximately at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. Its racial characteristics, strength and speed are superior to those of the human race at the same level.
His long blade is also sharp and cannot be blocked by ordinary swords.
In such a small space, if you are practicing magic, you may have been torn apart before you even cast a single spell.
Fortunately, Han Muye does not practice magic, he practices swordsmanship.
"Canglang——"
The sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
Qingming Sword.
The Qingming long sword with green light was stirred gently, and the black wolf's long blade was completely shattered.
The Qingming Sword has been warmed up to the point of becoming a spiritual weapon. It is too easy to cut these long blades.
Then, Han Muye took one step forward and swept his long sword in front of the black wolf demon's wide eyes, wiping his neck and bringing out a pool of blood.
That's all.
Different from the first killing, when the sword light swept across Han Mu's ambition, there was no disturbance at all.
Is it because I have adapted to my identity as a cultivator, or is it because the other person is a demon?
All of them.
Blood dripped from the blade of the sword, and the black wolf demon struggled twice before falling to the ground.
"who--"
There was loud shouting coming from deep inside the cave.
was discovered.
Foundation building realm.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, holding a long sword and walking forward step by step.
"kill!"
Two figures rushed toward him, and the swordsmanship in their hands was clearly that of the Duanhua Sword Sect.
"A member of the Duanhua Sword Sect?"
Han Muye said lightly and raised the sword in his hand.
"You've recognized us, don't leave us alive!" the person on the other side shouted, and the sword light turned into a halo.
"Since you betrayed the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, please go and die." Han Muye whispered in his mouth, and the sword in his hand made a beautiful arc, drawing two puffs of blood.
There are flaws in the swordsmanship of the Duanhua Sword Sect.
Han Muye had already seen it during the sect gathering.
The footsteps kept coming, and blocking figures appeared one after another.
Duanhua Sword Sect, Monster Clan.
Han Muye's sword has no unnecessary movements.
Stab, or gently sweep out.
Killing someone doesn't require too many actions.
In this small mine, every time those flickering lights bloom, they are like stamens coming from the abyss of death.
flirtatious.
Ice cold.
This is not the first time Han Muye has killed someone.
But this was the first time he clearly killed someone with a sword.
The feeling of the sword cutting through the skin, piercing the throat and chest, bringing out blood, made his soul constantly intertwined and surged.
At this moment, the divine soul sword energy in his divine treasure quickly condensed.
Sword energy should be condensed with killing intent!
There is something wrong with my previous idea!
No matter how much sword energy you have, it should be used for killing, rather than accumulating it all the time and condensing it slowly.
He could see through Lu Shi and Li San's problems, but he never paid attention to his own problems.
If a sword has never killed anyone, where does the sword's intent come from?
In Han Muye's Dantian, the originally loose sword energy quickly rotated and solidified into a faint sword shadow.
Sword intent!
Although they did not gather into one hundred and twenty-eight thousand, this was the sword intent he cultivated.
Half a step of sword intent!
As this sword intent condensed, Han Muye felt that everything in front of him had changed.
The original speed of the sword seemed to be crawling.
The sword light that I thought was very mysterious turned out to be nothing more than a child's trick of wielding a sword.
No wonder Huang Laoliu once said that his swordsmanship was not good.
Such swordsmanship is so poor.
"Stab-"
A sword thrust out, the sword wind howled, and the three figures in front of them paused and slowly fell to the ground.
The third level of Qi condensation, the fifth level of Qi condensation, and the sixth level of Qi condensation.
Just one sword.
"Who are you?"
Ahead, a sound came from deep in the mine.
This is a wide stone chamber surrounded by rubble.
Dozens of monsters of different shapes and sizes were digging desperately, seemingly searching for something.
"Zhizhi——"
A half-foot-long giant rat hissed, and then came out holding a blue stone about one foot in diameter.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the stone.
"The steel mother of Xuanyu Steel?"
"Are you going to mine this mineral deposit directly?"
Han Muye turned his head and looked at the thin figure standing in front of the stone wall.
"Cao Ang, is this how you repay your family?"
Cao Ang.
The figure in black robe is Cao Ang, the direct grandson of the Cao family.
After hearing Han Muye's words, Cao Ang opened his hood, revealing a face full of scars.