191, The Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness intends to move westward
Han Muye turned his head and looked at Master Tu Sun.
He was a little embarrassed.
He had exhausted his soul sword energy, but Master Tu Sun gave him a sword energy that, as long as it was refined, would be many times stronger than the previous sword energy.
He encouraged Master Tu and Sun to go together to save Yuntai Daozong, but Master Tu took away the land of Yuntai Mountain and promised to give him 20%.
Now, the people of Yuntai Daozong still want to thank him.
Han Muye couldn't be as shameless as Master Tu Sun, so he could accept this thank you calmly.
"Ahem, senior, I'm being serious..." He shrank back and landed behind Master Tu Sun, and then said loudly: "As a fellow from Western Xinjiang, Yuntai Mountain is under siege. I feel the same way. Isn't it right to take action?
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As soon as he finished speaking, the big repairman in the green robe below stretched out his sleeves and shouted: "Little friend Han said that he felt the same way and said that it was appropriate to take action."
"There are hundreds of thousands of fellow Taoists from Western Xinjiang in Yunchao Ridge, but I, the Yuntai Taoist Sect, can only feel such feelings and morality from you."
"My Yuntai Dao Sect will never forget your kindness to little friend Han."
grass.
No wonder Master Tu Sun cursed people when he drew his sword.
This old man from Yuntai Daozong is digging a hole for him.
No one on Yunchao Ridge came to the rescue and just sat back and watched Yuntai Daozong's destruction. This makes you, Yuntai Daozong, really unhappy, but you can't repay kindness with enmity, and use us as a gunman, right?
When you say this, it seems that in the entire Yunchao Ridge, I, Han Muye, am the only good person?
Doesn't this offend people?
At this time, the practitioners on the entire Yunchao Ridge who were originally full of excitement and with admiration in their eyes looked at Han Muye, and their expressions showed a lot of strange emotions.
You're the only one who's too busy.
Master Tu Sun chuckled, gave Han Muye a "you are still young" look, and then his body moved and disappeared.
Han Muye shook his head, cupped his hands in the direction of Yuntai Dao Sect, then flew down and returned to the Jiuxuan Sword Gate station.
He had thought about it, and when he needed to use Yuntai Daozong to repay a favor in the future, he would be welcome.
Use it hard.
It wasn't until Master Tu Sun and Han Muye disappeared into the sky that everyone in the entire Yunchao Ridge looked away.
Sword Dao Banishes the Immortal, Han Muye.
It turned out to look like this.
At this time, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect has sent a total of more than 300,000 people, including its own sect and the casual cultivators of the sects under its control.
This scale accounted for nearly 30% of the people on Yunchao Ridge at this time.
Of course, this is just the number of people.
There are more than 200,000 casual cultivators and small sect cultivators, so we can really only make up the number.
Among the more than 200,000 people, most of them have been trained in Changming Mountain, and there are still tens of thousands of people who have just been recruited to rebel against the sect.
These people were scattered and disorderly, and Tang Chi led a group of Jiuxuan Mountain disciples to gather them together.
On the cliff, Li San was leaning against the stone wall with a sneer on his face, looking at the messy practitioners' camp in the distance.
"Did you see it? This is the sect."
"Then Tang Chi has his role, so the Supreme Elder will still reuse him."
Disgust flashed in Li San's eyes, and he turned his head away from looking.
Han Muye stared for a while and saw that the Jiuxuan Mountain disciples, under Tang Chi's arrangement, quickly organized their men and formed a square formation.
These things are Tang Chi's strengths.
On the other hand, Li San and his direct descendants did not bother to deal with casual cultivators and small sect cultivators.
Let them manage a group of low-level practitioners, and they would rather kill a few more people themselves.
When a sect employs people, it is not good or evil that is considered, but ability.
For great cultivators like Taishang Elder who have practiced for countless years, they only look at the person they use and whether they have any useful qualities.
Han Muye glanced around and saw some strong soldiers who looked like soldiers were organized into a square formation.
He frowned, but after thinking about it he didn't say anything more.
Although these soldiers who were inherited from the Red Flame Army rebels had other thoughts, they were all practitioners in the Western Xinjiang at this time, so it was understandable that they were trained in the square formation.
Even those who rebelled against the sect also started training.
Besides, these low-level practitioners are just cannon fodder.
Having seen the methods of powerful people in the heavenly realm, Han Mu's ambitions had the understanding of a superior person.
A truly strong person does not care about the number of low-level practitioners, nor does he care about their life or death.
Master Tu Sun turned his sword into a river of swords outside the Yuntai Dao Sect, and it was unknown how many low-level demon clansmen in the Southern Wilderness were killed with him.
Who cares whether these low-level monsters live or die?
Thinking of the demon clan outside Yuntai Mountain, Han Muye raised his head and looked ahead.
Demonic clouds condensed into cloud pillars, floating hundreds of miles away.
The expression on his face turned solemn.
Five great demons in the heavenly realm.
After killing a Heavenly Realm master and injuring a Heavenly Realm great demon with all his strength, Nanhuang pressed forward to the front line with five Heavenly Realm major cultivators.
And in the Western Border, there are only four people in all heaven realms combined.
If Master Tu Sun hadn't killed a heavenly warrior with one sword, making the opponent afraid, there would have been a fight on Yunchao Ridge at this time.
It was Han Muye who killed the great demon in the heaven realm, but all the credit went to Master Tu Sun.
Who believes that a young disciple can kill a great demon in the heavenly realm?
If you really want to be such a person, then wouldn’t the hundreds of years of cultivation of countless strong men inside and outside Yunchao Ridge be transferred to a dog?
It was Han Muye who killed the great demon in the heavenly realm, and the blame was placed on Master Tu Sun.
"when--"
A crisp bell rang on Yunchao Ridge, and a figure flew over.
The elite of the Taiyi Sword Sect in white robes, Sun Jinshi flew down in front of the cliff.
With a complicated expression on his face, he held his hands towards Han Muye and Li Sanyi: "Senior Brother Han, Senior Sister Li, the various sects in Yunchao Ridge are discussing matters. Master asked me to invite you to attend."
After saying that, he bowed to Han Muye again and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Han, it was me who was blind, and I would like to apologize to you."
An elite descendant of the Taiyi Sword Sect, a young swordsman who claims to be blameless, he bowed his head and admitted his mistakes today, which is really rare.
Li San turned to look at Han Muye.
Han Muye shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Sun, we are all from Western Xinjiang, so we don't need to be so polite."
Sun Jinshi raised his head, looked at Han Muye and said, "Senior Brother Han is in large numbers, and I have to summon others."
"Farewell."
After saying that, he moved and turned into blue light and flew away.
"Why do you think he lowered his head just to get the benefit of your sword-refining weapon?" Li San said quietly and strode towards the top of Yunchao Ridge.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Han Muye killed the great demon in the heavenly realm, he used ten thousand swords to grow into a dragon. Those swords were contaminated with the power of the great demon's energy, blood and soul. After being sacrificed once, their quality improved a lot.
Whether they wanted it or not, the owners of those swords were favored by Han Muye.
Han Muye smiled, not many people could turn this kind of favor into cash.
"This kind of discussion is to discuss which family will die first and which family will shed more blood."
Li San, who was walking in front, spoke calmly and hit the nail on the head.
Isn't that true?
If there is a big victory, we can also discuss how to distribute materials and spoils.
The current situation is difficult, and trying to support it is not just about assigning one family to bear more pressure.
As Li San said, whose family dies first will suffer more.
This third sister really sees things through.
Han Muye shook his head and walked over.
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The meeting room is spacious, with long tables and seats.
Walking into it, Han Muye could see all the great monks with solemn faces.
Except for him and a few low-level juniors like Li San, those who can enter this big tent must be at the peak of Qishen.
At the top was Master Tu Sun, who was sitting still. Next to him, Yang Dingshan, the green-robed Taoist from Yuntai Dao Sect, and Lu Hao and others were all sitting there with calm faces.
In this big tent, there were gathered one Heavenly Realm, nine Half-Step Heavenly Realm people, and dozens of other powerful pill-forming people.
This power is already equivalent to 30% of the power of the Xijiang cultivation world.
Of course, whether these people can work together is another question.
Han Muye and Li San walked in, and many people's eyes fell on them.
Some smiled and nodded, while others kept their expressions unchanged.
Not far away, an old man smiled and waved to Han Muye.
Han Muye and Li San walked over and sat beside him.
Sun Mu, the Danjie elder of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, was the leader of the first trip to Fengshou Mountain.
His cultivation has long since stagnated, and his lifespan has been depleted, so he doesn't have much time left, so now he can still use his remaining energy for the sect.
Han Muye and Li San went over, said hello in a low voice, then sat down and looked at the people in the big tent.
"Li Xixi is flying with a single sword, and Han Muye is banished by swordsmanship. Hehe, not bad, not bad."
Sun Mu looked at Han Muye and Li San with a kind smile on his face.
"Your cultivation and combat prowess rank among the top ten among the young people in Western Xinjiang."
top ten.
Han Muye knew that every sect in Western Xinjiang would leave behind some secrets.
For example, in Jiuxuan Sword Sect, Deng Chungang, who has only heard of its reputation, and several masters who are at the forefront of the inner sect.
Lingdao Sect and Taiyi Sword Sect, those big sects definitely have hidden strong men.
Han Muye raised his head and saw a girl wearing a white dress and a cold face opposite her.
Next to the girl, there was a thin Taoist priest wearing a green robe.
Luo Xiaoyu in the Frozen World is a genius of Lingdao Sect.
Wu Changshou Chen Er is a dark horse figure among casual cultivators.
Seeing Han Muye looking over, the two people opposite him nodded as a greeting.
"Everyone, time is urgent, so the discussion will not be a mere formality." The old man sitting next to Master Tu Sun stood up and raised his hands to the surroundings.
Zheng Wangyuan, the half-step heaven elder from Lingdao Sect, came here.
Lingdao Sect is the largest sect in Western Xinjiang. Although Master Tu Sun is here, the people of Lingdao Sect are still in charge of defense.
In fact, it was Master Tu Sun who was too lazy to take care of these chores.
He prefers to draw his sword directly.
"There are a total of 387 large and small sects gathered in Yunchao Ridge, with more than 1.36 million practitioners from all walks of life."
The number Zheng Wangyuan mentioned was huge, but the look on his face was not relaxed.
"It seems like there are many people, but actually compared to the monster army, we are still a lot weaker."
"The demon tribe opposite has a total army of nearly two million, including five in the Heaven Realm and seventeen in the Half-Step Heaven Realm."
His words made the atmosphere in the big tent even more gloomy.
How to deal with such an enemy?
"Our Lingdao Sect is ready to issue another mobilization order."
Zheng Wangyuan looked into the big tent and said in a deep voice: "Don't expect that Nanhuang will stop this time. They really have the intention to annex the Western Border."
Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and said: "Information came from the Southern Wilderness. The Xuanyang Guards of Zhongzhou are attacking the Southern Wilderness and have the potential to unify the Southern Wilderness."
"The Southern Wilderness Monster Clan intends to move westward."
Move west!
Where to move?
Naturally it’s Western Xinjiang.
Fighting for territory has always been a matter of life and death, and there is no reason for coexistence.
What's more, if the demon tribe comes to Western Xinjiang, it will not be to coexist with Western Xinjiang practitioners.
In the big tent, there was more fighting spirit in the solemn atmosphere.
This is a matter of life and death in the Xijiang cultivation world, and there is no escape.
"Everyone, we are guarding Yunchaoling. It only takes three months for reinforcements from the rear to arrive."
Zheng Wangyuan looked around, nodded to Master Tu Sun, and then said: "I have asked Senior Brother Tu for instructions, and now the defense arrangements for each faction are as follows."
"The Mingshan Sword Sect is stationed three miles west of Yunchao Ridge."
"The Fengling Sword Sect guards the hills on the west side of Yunchao Ridge for five miles."
"The Lingdao Sect is responsible for the top ten miles."
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"Jiu Xuan Sword Sect is responsible for the forward position at the foot of Yunchao Ridge, eight miles away."
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When they walked out of the big tent, the masters from all sides fled away.
Han Muye looked at the sky and took a deep breath.
"So, the 200,000 troops compiled and trained by Tang Chi were just to die?" He turned back and looked at Lu Hao, who was slowly approaching.
"Just make the best use of everything." Lu Hao had a calm expression on his face, and his eyes fell on Han Muye.
"Between you and him, you have proven yourself with your strength."
"He can only prove it with his own blood."
Looking at Han Muye's expression, Lu Hao said calmly: "You are in charge of a fight over the identity of the future leader of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect. Are you treating me to dinner?"