157. Cut off half a step of the realm with one sword!
"It's him!"
Not far away, someone shouted softly.
"Sect Master, this person once commented on the swordsmanship of the disciples of various sects at the Jiuxuan Sword Sect's gathering, and he has a very unique vision."
The speaker was a one-eyed dragon with hatred on his face.
"I was injured at that time. He said that my swordsmanship of Duanhua Sword Sect was unbalanced in attack and defense, so I deserved this injury."
His voice fell, and an old man in purple robes walked out of the darkness.
This man is tall and has an extraordinary bearing. He has his hands behind his back and his eyes are like stars twinkling.
"Senior Zuo Yao, the leader of Duanhua Sword Sect?"
Han Muye turned his head with a smile on his face.
"I can't believe that the head of a sect has been reduced to doing chores for the demon clan."
Han Muye's words caused the expression on the old man's face to turn cold and stern.
"Hmph, if it weren't for your Jiuxuan Sword Sect's excessive exploitation and almost extermination of small sects like us, why would I have an affair with the demon clan?"
Zuo Yao snorted coldly and stepped forward step by step, sword energy surging from his body.
"Stop talking nonsense and deal with this guy quickly." A rough voice sounded not far away.
A body nearly ten feet tall walked out.
"Tauren?"
Han Muye looked at this tall and strong body and said with a chuckle.
This tall man with two horns has a strong body, but whose bloodline is from the Ox clan?
Can you get some clues from this guy to help me practice Tieniu Jin?
"Seniors, if this person can come here, Jiuxuan Sword Sect has definitely taken action. Let's leave quickly." Cao Ang looked ugly and spoke in a deep voice.
His words caused Zuo Yao, the leader of the Duanhua Sword Sect, to change his expression, his eyes froze, and then he raised his hand and waved.
Several figures, already impatient, pounced on Han Muye.
The sword light was bright and faint, and there was a slight shriek in this stone room.
Peak of Qi Condensation.
The few who took action were all at the peak of Qi Condensation, and were the elites of the Duanhua Sword Sect.
He has profound cultivation and extraordinary swordsmanship.
Several people struck fiercely, blocking Han Muye's retreat and retreat with sword rays.
Cao Ang's eyes were shining brightly as he stared at Han Muye.
He always remembered the way he was humiliated by Han Muye and Huang Laoliu in front of the Jiange Gate.
If he didn't have hatred for Jiuxuan Sword Sect in his heart, why would he choose to surrender and betray his family?
Zuo Yao stood there with a strong aura, staring at Han Muye's sword-holding hand.
He wanted to see what kind of methods the Jiuxuan Sword Sect master who came alone could do.
Jiuxuan Sword Sect ranks among the four major sword sects. Is it because there are so many masters, or is it because the sect is truly inherited and the disciples behind it are all extremely powerful!
He was not disappointed.
Han Muye raised his sword-holding hand.
Just looking at Han Muye's starting move, Zuo Yao's eyes widened.
"Mu Yang's swordsmanship?"
"The swordsmanship of Duanhua Sword Sect?"
This sword move with raised hands and forward movement is not the Zhen Sect swordsmanship of Duanhua Sword Sect, but what is Muyang Swordsmanship?
How could this person do this?
Not only the leader of the Duanhua Sword Sect was stunned, but also the elite disciples of the Duanhua Sword Sect who besieged Han Muye.
How could it be the swordsmanship of our sect?
Han Muye's sword did not stop.
"The lethality of Mu Yang's swordsmanship is sufficient, but when the Duanhua Sword Sect was passed down, it was too much to pursue him and decide the outcome in a single battle."
"In this move, when the sun sets, the sword should use seven points of force and leave three points for sunset."
"Stab-"
The sword came out and collided with the sword light in front of him. The opponent's long sword trembled. Han Muye's sword light had already withdrawn, and the arc of the sword's edge rubbed against the edge of the other sword, passing by!
At that moment, the sword light drew out a moment of youth!
"The last brilliance of the setting sun!"
Han Muye whispered, and the sword light brought out a pool of blood!
With one sword strike, his fellow sect member at the peak of Qi Condensation fell directly.
The other people all trembled, and the strength of the swords in their hands suddenly dropped a bit.
Because they didn't know whether Han Muye's next sword would be aimed at them.
With one strike of his sword, Han Muye had already frightened these elites of the Duanhua Sword Sect.
But he came here today not to intimidate.
He is here to kill people!
"Master Zuoyao, please see what happens with my sword."
Sword light, rise again!
"Get out of the way!"
Zuo Yao roared wildly, and the sword energy on his body turned into a long dragon and rushed towards the battle circle.
Those disciples couldn't stop Han Muye's sword!
Zuo Yao already understood this fact from the moment Han Muye handed over the first sword.
Han Muye's Muyang swordsmanship was even more proficient than his own!
This kind of swordsmanship has returned to its original nature, and every move and every move is made with swordsmanship.
Not to mention those disciples of the Duanhua Sword Sect, even he himself could only suppress them with his far superior cultivation.
Seeing Zuo Yao rushing towards him, Han Muye chuckled lightly, holding the sword in his hand, three points faster!
"Stab-"
Three figures fell, and several others retreated in panic, their faces full of fear!
Killing three peak Qi Condensers with one sword, what kind of swordsman is this!
"court death!"
Zuo Yao shouted loudly, his face flushed.
Han Muye killed someone in front of him, which made him extremely angry.
The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the powerful sword energy pierced out instantly, and three feet of sword light struck from Han Muye's head.
Simple and crude.
Suppress people with their realm.
As expected of a sect leader, he was ruthless and could see Han Muye's weaknesses at a glance.
With his half-step swordsmanship and the long sword in his hand, he could kill Han Muye with just one sword!
Before the sword could reach him, the light of the sword pressed across his face, and the pressure that hit his face made Han Muye seem to be suppressed and suffocated.
Seeing the approaching sword light, Han Mu's ambition calmed down.
This sword has many flaws.
There are so many flaws that even a beginning swordsman can find them.
But under this sword, if you don't have the fifth level of Qi Condensation or above, you may not even have the courage to lift the sword to resist.
This is the crushing of cultivation.
Back then, Han Muye used two swords to attack the Earth Realm, and he really didn't take the Earth Realm experts seriously.
Looking back now, if I hadn't exhausted my sword power and had directly fought against the earth, I probably wouldn't have known how I would have died.
Han Muye was glad that he only met the leader of the Duanhua Sword Sect today and did not face a land realm major cultivator directly.
He decided that he would never give the other party a chance to show off his momentum in future fights with powerful people from the ground.
Otherwise, life or death is really uncertain.
The sword light arrived, and Han Muye raised the Qingming Sword in his hand.
The sword's edge vibrated and turned into a withered yellow leaf.
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The leaf turned into three pieces before Zuo Yao's eyes.
Then, Zuo Yao's eyes widened and he quickly stepped back.
But it was too late.
The three leaves exploded and turned into countless leaves, chasing Zuo Yao's body and surrounding him.
By the time Zuo Yao landed three feet away, the scattered leaves were already slowly floating around.
Every leaf, with a hint of blood, gathers together and turns into a bloody dark butterfly!
Zuo Yao looked pale, pointed at Han Muye, and said "coo" a few times. Finally, his legs weakened and he knelt down.
Exhausted!
The peak of foundation building, half a step into the realm, killed with one sword!
It wasn't until Zuo Yao fell to the ground that the bloody butterfly slowly faded away, turned into pure sword energy, and returned to the Qingming Sword in Han Muye's hand.
One sword, cutting down the pinnacle of foundation building!
There was silence in the stone room.
The Duanhua Sword Sect disciples who had attacked Han Muye before were all trembling.
If his sect leader hadn't saved his life, he would be the one lying on the ground now...
Cao Ang, who was standing in front of the stone wall, looked pale and quietly moved his steps back.
Holding the sword in his hand, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
With this sword strike, he did not use the sword energy in the sea of qi, but only activated the sword energy in his dantian.
Although these sword energies are somewhat worn out, they can all be recovered and rebuilt.
In other words, this time, Han Muye relied on his own strength to kill the peak of Foundation Establishment with one sword.
Raising the long sword, Han Muye looked calm and turned his head slightly.
In the stone room, all the people he glanced at looked pale and stepped back unconsciously.
Who wouldn’t be afraid of such combat power!
Han Muye pointed the long sword in his hand at the tauren.
The people from the Duanhua Sword Sect on the side retreated out of the mine one by one.
My sect master has not taken a single sword, who dares to step forward again?
court death.
Han Muye didn't care about the others. He just pointed his sword at the tauren and chuckled: "Let me see what you are capable of."
The tauren looked solemn, gave a long drink, and the blue light on his body turned into a three-foot-tall blue bull.
The horns on the top of the giant bull's head had already reached the top of the stone chamber. With a gentle sweep, countless rubbles were swept down and smashed onto Han Muye's head.
Han Muye froze, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, shattering all the rubble.
If I had known that the gravel would not be able to do anything to Han Muye, the bull had already stepped forward when Han Muye drew his sword, and its huge body crashed into Han Muye.
If the body is hit hard like this, even gold and iron will fall into pieces.
But Han Muye would not give him a chance to prove himself.
The body turns into the breeze, and the sword light is like clouds.
The green cow shadow crashed out, only to find a lonely figure.
When the giant bull turned around, he saw Han Muye holding a long sword in his spare time and smiling.
The giant bull roared, stepped out, the cave trembled, and then crashed in again.
After several rounds of back and forth, Han Muye was unscathed.
The demon clan has the advantages of the demon clan.
If this green bull giant shadow were to fight in the wild, the human cultivators' defense line would probably be knocked away by a single collision.
But at this time, fighting alone and in a small space, the strength advantage of this giant bull cannot be used at all.
Shaking his head, Han Muye raised his sword.
This Guniu's body has no strength, and its control of speed and momentum is extremely poor.
Fortunately, I did not choose the Guniu line when I was concentrating on physical training.
The bloodline of demons in ancient times, even if they were of the same race, had a huge gap in combat power.
It seems that it would be better to study more about the secrets of the ancient bloodline of the demon clan in the future.
Without waiting any longer, the sword in Han Muye's hand slashed the green bull's neck with an arc.
When he turned around to look at Cao Ang, whose body was pressed against the stone wall, the body of the green bull behind him disappeared. The tauren covered his neck and fell to the ground.
Cao Ang's eyes showed fear.
Half a step further, the master of the Duanhua Sword Sect with superb swordsmanship could not block Senior Brother Han's sword in front of him.
The bull demon with infinite strength and tyrannical body could not block a sword.
"You shouldn't betray the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, you shouldn't betray the Cao family."
Han Muye raised his sword.
Cao Ang leaned against the stone wall, his eyes filled with anger and madness.
"No betrayal?"
"Who the fuck wants to betray?"
"But do I have a choice?"
"If I don't betray, they will kill me."
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
"boom--"
The stone wall behind Cao Ang exploded, and a torrent of spiritual light rushed out, crashing into Han Muye who was standing a few feet away, and swallowed him up instantly!
