Endless demonic energy, thousands of sword lights.
Han Muye tensed up and clenched his fists.
This was not the first time he saw Sword Master Yuan Tian take action.
But this time, what he saw was Sword Master Yuan Tian taking action with all his strength!
Forty-eight rays of sword light intertwined, tearing the heaven and earth into rags.
The mountains and monsters transformed by the demonic energy soaring into the sky were all torn to pieces.
Nothing can stop Jianxiu's sword!
There are countless strong people in the world, but the only enemy of a sword cultivator is himself.
So what if the demonic energy pervades the world?
Just crush the heaven and the earth.
If you can't break it with one sword, then use two swords, three swords, or five swords!
The sword pill turned into stars all over the sky, illuminating the entire sky.
The mountains and rivers were shattered, and endless streams of light flashed in the sky.
Han Muye saw clearly the figure fighting with Yuan Tianjian Zun.
Two three-eyed bodies covered in scales held eight-foot-long spears in their hands, each spear carrying the shadow of a dark dragon.
Demonic repair.
The ultimate demon.
There is also a middle-aged Taoist who is full of Taoist thoughts and is filled with immortal energy.
The Taoist swung the whisk in his hand once, and a mountain and river was pulled over and crashed into the Zhoutian Sword Formation of Sword Master Yuan Tian.
Among these three people, it is obvious that the Taoist has a higher level of cultivation.
Han Muye couldn't understand the extent of the Taoist's cultivation, but he could see the lightnings falling from the sky and the earth, and then being blocked by the cyan aura around the Taoist.
To be able to withstand the thunder of heaven and earth, this Taoist must have reached the pinnacle of cultivation in the world.
"How dare you, a mere ant from the lower realm, prevent me from coming?"
The Taoist shouted in a low voice, and a ball of Bagua aura in his hand hit Sword Master Yuan Tian on the head.
The Bagua spiritual light seemed to be extremely powerful, and as soon as several sword pills touched it, they flew away countless thousands of miles away.
Qinghan Sword Pill was one of them that was knocked away.
"town--"
"burst--"
"Yuan Tian, you are actually willing to be bait -"
Before the scene disappeared, there were screams and shouts.
The picture in his mind disappeared, and Han Muye's eyes fell on his palm.
Before he could spread his hands, his expression had already changed.
"Buzz——"
In the sword pill in the palm of his hand, the endless sword light that seemed to be pouring from the sky rushed into his veins and rushed back into his sea of qi!
"Canglang——"
In the sea of qi, all the sword intentions were aroused, and they rushed towards the sword light together.
"when--"
"when--"
…
When a sword spirit is shattered, it turns into 128,000 sword spirits.
One way, two ways, three ways.
Fifteen sword intentions were smashed into sword energy in just a blink of an eye and scattered into the sea of energy.
The two half-step sword intents both collided with the sword light.
"boom--"
"boom--"
With two bangs, Han Muye fell to the ground, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
If he hadn't cultivated the body refining technique to a rather advanced level, just this fight in the sea of qi could have torn his body apart.
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
…
Regardless of whether it was the fire sword intention obtained from the purple flames worn by ancestor Tao Ran, or the earth and stone sword intention obtained from the broken beam sword, they did not last long before they exploded.
The two sword intents exploded, and the sword energy they formed seemed to fill the entire sea of energy.
It takes three thousand sword intentions to condense into sword momentum. Although these two sword intentions have a tendency to be transformed into sword momentum, they are still half a step behind.
This half step is destined to be unable to block the sword light in front of him.
The cold sword light shattered all the sword intent, and then it turned around and landed in the center of Han Muye's Qi Sea.
This sword light occupies the center, and other sword energies slowly gather together, reuniting into sword intent.
After being scattered and condensed again, these sword intentions seem to be purer.
But none of the re-condensed sword intentions dared to approach the center of the air sea.
That cold sword intent hung in the center of the air sea like a master.
Aloof and cold.
It looks very much like its original owner, Sword Master Yuan Tian.
It wasn't until the sword intent was solidified in the sea of energy that Han Muye sighed slightly and spread his palms.
Ordinarily he should be happy.
This time he not only got a sword pill, but also an extremely powerful sword intention.
But looking at the scene in the picture and the last voice coming from it, it was clear that a peerless sword cultivator like Yuan Tian Sword Master had been defeated.
If it weren't for his defeat and fall, he would not have let the sword pills scatter without taking them back.
Will sword cultivation like this eventually fail?
As a sword cultivator, Han Mu has an uncontrollable emotion in his ambition.
After absorbing the sword intent in the sword pill, Han Muye spent half a day exploding more than thirty spiritual stones before refining the cyan sword pill.
Until the two sword pills in his dantian were playing with each other, looking extremely happy, he got up and walked downstairs.
It is true that there is no time to practice. He spent nearly five days in this retreat.
When we reached the first floor of Jiange, there was a noise at the door.
"Brother Lu, don't worry. I, Xiao Liu, will help you with all the information-seeking matters from now on."
"Given my status as the direct grandson of the great cultivator of the Pill Formation, is there any news in the Sword Sect that I can't find out?"
"Mr. Jiang, come here, let me toast you."
"Mr. Jiang, let's talk about it and give me two pills every month from now on. Don't worry, the price will definitely be higher than those in the market."
When Han Muye walked out of the sword pavilion, he saw a small table at the door, with wine and meat on it.
Liu Hong, who was selling sword pills to him at Zhenbao Hall, was holding a wine glass and looking at him with his mouth wide open.
"Han, Han, Master Han's uncle."
Han Muye waved his hand, walked to the position where Jiang Ming and Yang Mingxuan made way, and sat down.
He took the bamboo chopsticks politely and started eating the meat on the table.
Practicing spiritual practice can really make people cut off their emotions and sex.
It wasn't until the delicious meat entered his stomach that Han Muye felt a hint of the joy of being a mortal.
Drawing the bow left and right was not enough, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a small gourd appeared in his palm.
He removed the stopper and took a big gulp.
Liu Hong, who was holding the wine glass over there, shrugged his nose and his eyes lit up: "This is Sister Li's sad wine!"
Looking at Han Muye, Liu Hong whispered: "Uncle Master, most people don't have the chance to taste Third Sister Li's wine."
Li San is a direct descendant. Anyone who can drink her wine is either a direct descendant or a true descendant.
This great uncle of Master Han is in charge of Jiange. Does he have another identity?
It seems that there are rumors in the true biography that someone in Jiange has become the direct successor?
It's a pity that Liu Hong only relied on his grandfather's relationship to become a true successor in name only, and rarely even visited spiritual places.
He usually doesn't pay much attention to those kinds of news.
Why should a guy like him, who can't hold his breath, think about these things?
Han Muye's sword energy surged from his body, then he raised his head and said, "Do you want to drink?"
Liu Hong quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, it's not easy for me to condense my sword energy."
Are you kidding me, is this wine so delicious?
If the sword energy that is not much is half solidified, I will not know how to explain it to the old man when I go back.
Those old guys definitely said that they were sucked into the sword energy at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing Liu Hong waving his hand, Han Muye filled the wine glasses in front of Lu Gao, Jiang Ming and Yang Mingxuan.
"I haven't had this wine for a while." Lu Gao grinned, carefully picked up the glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking, Lu Gao's body flashed with sword light.
Liu Hong glanced at Lu Gao in surprise.
Isn't this guy a handyman?
With this magnificent sword energy, even the inner disciples can't compare to him, right?
Turning his head, Liu Hong's eyes fell on Jiang Ming and Yang Mingxuan.
Jiang Ming took a long sip, then closed his eyes and said nothing, his sword energy coming out of his body.
He came to the sword pavilion just for the sword energy. He used it to refine elixirs after cultivating some sword energy every day.
Yang Mingxuan on the side had a trace of sword light flashing on his body.
Recently, he began to integrate the sword that his father found for him into his body, and the sword light was radiated from the sword.
He has now practiced two of the three sword techniques inherited from the Sword Pavilion.
Looking at the three people in front of him, Liu Hong showed confusion on his face.
That's not the case...
Aren’t the sword watchers and gatekeepers in the Sword Pavilion just ordinary handymen?
He had done his homework before coming to Jiange, and spent some spiritual stones in the past few days to please Lu Gao and the others and get information about Han Muye.
He thought that in addition to Huang Laoliu, whose reputation for benevolence and righteousness spread throughout the Jianmen, Jiange was the only one left, Master Han and his great uncle who he was planning to hold on to for gold, which was a bit special.
He never thought that everyone else in Jiange was extraordinary!
Too careless.
Everyone in the Jiange should have been thoroughly investigated long ago.
Gently picking up the wine glass and drinking it dry, Liu Hong felt unhappy.
How can this wine be compared to sad wine...
Han Muye didn't care what Liu Hong thought and turned to look at Lu Gao.
"Brother Lu, is there any news about Sixth Brother?"
Hearing Han Muye's words, Lu Gao nodded, with a slightly solemn look on his face.
"Most of the practitioners who followed Sixth Brother were recruited by Jianmen and gathered at Changming Mountain."
"But there are still many people who are willing to follow Brother Six to find Sister-in-law Six."
"It's just," Lu Gao hesitated and whispered: "Many of the rewards have been changed to go to Changming Mountain."
Those previous families and small sects offered rewards to curry favor with Jiuxuan Mountain, which was the icing on the cake.
Now that Jiuxuan Mountain has issued a bounty of tens of millions of spirit stones and clearly stated its plans for training practitioners, the forces under the Jiuxuan Sword Sect will certainly comply.
One hundred thousand meritorious deeds and one hundred spiritual weapons are already great temptations for those small forces.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
It was impossible for him to reverse the sect's general trend.
Rewards such as one hundred thousand meritorious deeds and one hundred spiritual weapons can only be announced by a powerful force like Jianmen.
Don't say you don't have such a fortune, even if you do, no one would dare to go against Jianmen.
Han Muye nodded and said, "Did Brother Six send you anything?"
At first he asked Lu Gao and Bai Suzhen to send a message to Huang Laoliu, saying that he was there in Jiuxuan Mountain.
The meaning of this is to tell Huang Laoliu not to think about Jianmen's attitude, he will take care of these things.
A trace of excitement flashed across Lu Gao's face, and he nodded: "Brother Six said that he won't make it difficult for you."
"He said that he would not do anything to disgrace the sect."
Don't make it difficult for yourself.
Han Muye's expression became more solemn.
He could guess what Huang Laoliu wanted to do.
Gathering the general trend, leading countless practitioners to pursue the defecting sect, and then rescuing Sixth Sister-in-law, this is the most ideal result.
But the sect didn't want to see so many practitioners gathered by Huang Laoliu, so it sent Tang Chi and issued a reward.
Huang Laoliu could choose to ignore Tang Chi and not be subject to the sect's control.
But this would make it difficult for Han Muye and the others who were still at Jianmen.
After all, Han Muye promoted the bounties on the immortal elixir and fire veins.
Huang Laoliu went against the sect's wishes and would eventually involve Han Muye.
Even if Han Muye sent someone to send a message, saying that everything on Jiuxuan Mountain could be solved.
"Fortunately, there are still a few seniors who are going for the Immortal Pill and have not left." Seeing Han Muye's serious expression, Lu Gao said in a low voice.
This is good news.
With strong protection, Huang Laoliu's safety will be guaranteed.
Taking a deep breath, Han Muye whispered: "I hope Tang Er can be smarter."