266, The world is undecided, kill it with one sword (1/2 5,000-word chapter)
Han Muye had always heard Daoist Daoyan mention Yu Niang, and he probably knew that it was one of the forty-eight sword pills in the hands of Sword Master Yuan Tian.
It turns out that the name of this sword pill is Yuchen.
The friendship between the East China Sea dragon clan and a sword pill.
This harvest is enough.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the center of Qingze Lake. Over there, the spiritual light had roared and exploded into pieces.
Standing up, the speed of the dragon boat slowly slowed down.
The dragon boats behind them slowed down.
"Since our Jiuxuan Sword Sect wants to compete for the position of leader of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang, then let's compete clearly."
"What the Lingdao Sect wants to do, I, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, have to do it against."
Han Muye's voice was neither fast nor slow, but seemed to be announcing.
Announce that from this moment on, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Lingdao Sect will officially compete in the Western Border!
At this moment, there was silence on the river.
Above the sky, those Jindan Daxiu cultivators who were chatting all stopped.
Everyone's eyes quietly turned to Tuoba Cheng.
At this time, Han Muye's declarations completely pitted Lingdao Sect and Jiuxuan Sword Sect against each other.
Judging from the clouds, it is unclear how much combat power the swordsman banished to immortals has.
But his mental calculations are superb.
Is this declaration the intention of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, or the idea of the swordsman banishing the immortal?
"Tuoba Cheng, do you Jiuxuan Sword Sect really want to become the hegemon of Western Xinjiang?"
A Jindan major cultivator from Lingdao Sect looked at Tuoba Cheng and narrowed his eyes.
Although Zhenren Wanhua has left, Lingdao Sect still has several Dan-Jie major cultivators and two Half-Step Heaven Realm cultivators.
How would Tuoba Cheng respond?
Above the clouds, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
All his thoughts and eyes were focused on Tuoba Cheng.
Tuoba Cheng, who was standing on the spot, looked unchanged and said calmly: "Xijiang is shared by all practitioners and is not the private property of any one family."
Avoid the important and take the easy?
These words are completely incomparable to Han Muye's heroic declaration.
The Jindan monk of Lingdao Sect who had just spoken had a smile on his face and hehehe. Before he could speak, Tuoba Cheng's voice sounded again.
"Although our Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not interested in becoming the overlord, the number one position among these nine sects is firmly established."
The number one position among the nine sects has been secured.
Tuoba Cheng's voice was not loud, but extremely firm.
This sentence completely froze the atmosphere in Yun Tou.
The two half-step heaven-level experts from Lingdao Sect turned around and looked at Tuoba Cheng with a solemn aura.
This momentum was so strong that it was like a strong wind spreading in all directions, shaking away those practitioners of the fifth and sixth levels of the golden elixir.
Tuoba Cheng showed no sign of weakness. The white tiger sword behind him was vibrating, with a roaring and killing attitude.
In an instant, there was a tense situation above the clouds.
Many golden elixir practitioners moved their steps and stepped back, and many others had lights flashing in their eyes.
At this moment, the sky was filled with wind and clouds.
"Okay, let's wait until the result is decided on the Shenglong Platform."
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Li Mubai, the leader of Shangyang Demon Sect in black robe, raised his hand and waved.
A black blade of light slashed out, chopping up the strong wind in the air.
The light blade spun and hit Baihu Jianshi's forehead.
"Roar"
With a roar, the white tiger slapped a claw on the light blade, and then his whole body was shaken, and his body shattered into nothingness.
The light blade also disappeared into the void.
Li Mubai turned to look at Tuoba Cheng.
Make a decision!
The strong winds of the two Lingdao Sect half-step heaven realms could not stop Li Mubai's light blade, and Tuoba Cheng's sword power and the light blade were destroyed together.
Looking at it this way, Tuoba Cheng's combat power is far beyond the ordinary Half-Step Heaven Realm!
Above the clouds, a series of spiritual thoughts intertwined. Although there were no words, there were many more emotional exchanges.
The two Lingdao Sects looked at each other in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, then turned their heads to look at Qingze Lake below.
Let’s talk about it when we ascend to the Dragon Platform.
The Lingdao Sect has been in charge of Western Border for countless years, but can it really be overturned by the small Nine-Xuan Sword Sect?
Below, the dragon boat of Jiuxuan Sword Sect has turned and traveled three hundred miles.
Behind them, the dragon boats hesitated and followed.
He may not really help Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Lingdao Sect become enemies, but leaving alone at this time is even more unpleasant.
"boom"
On the dragon boat of Jiuxuan Sword Gate, a bright sword light rose.
This is the sword energy of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect disciples condensed into the shadow of a three hundred foot giant sword.
Han Muye stood in front of the dragon boat and raised his hand.
The giant sword flew directly into the air.
As Han Muye pressed down with his palm, the giant sword suddenly flew out and fell hundreds of miles away.
Using his sword to kill the enemy hundreds of miles away, this method is truly a peerless swordsman!
The sword cut through the void, flashed rapidly with a roaring sound, and appeared where the aura and sword light rose.
Above the clouds, horror flashed across the faces of many Jindan Daxiu.
There were also many people who looked anxious.
The power of this sword will definitely cut down the sky and the earth.
If the sword is swept hundreds of miles away, even a great monk in the heaven realm will be injured if it is really swept by the sword.
Over there, there are not only dragon boats from one sect of Lingdao Sect, but also more than two hundred dragon boats!
Fortunately, Han Muye came with his sword, but he didn't cut it down in the air.
The giant sword reached the battle waters and hovered in mid-air, causing the roaring wind.
Below, the dragon boats all retreated in fear.
Ten breaths later, the giant sword was cut down by Ling Tian.
"boom"
This blow cut open the water of Qingze Lake, and the sword light entered the water and plummeted three thousand feet!
The shadow of the sword drives the power of heaven and earth to create a sword mark of two thousand miles!
The lake water was split, and the underwater scene was revealed.
A five-hundred-foot-tall blue dragon, its whole body was chained up by shining iron chains.
It was a real dragon, with green scales and a dark and mysterious halo.
At this time, countless black turtle monsters collided with the dragon.
Not to fight, but to seek death.
The green dragon's minions can turn all the fish monsters into minced meat with just one tap of its tail.
But the whereabouts of the flesh and blood demonic aura of these black turtle demons combined with the chains that locked the green dragon, causing the chains to slowly tighten and lock into the body of the dragon.
Several huge black turtle monsters were waiting behind them.
"boom"
The sword light disappeared, countless fish monster corpses floated up, the lake water poured back, the huge waves rolled, and more than a dozen dragon boats capsized.
The underwater scene is covered and hidden by the lake water.
"Haha, it turns out that Lingdao Sect wants to kill the dragon." Han Muye laughed.
The lake water is cut open, and the underwater scene can be detected with spiritual thoughts.
The Lingdao Sect really wanted to kill the dragon. Their sword light and spiritual light just now were fighting against the dragon.
Even if the dragon is locked, its strength and defense are extremely strong. It can also control water magic, and its strength is definitely not lower than that of the heaven.
Look at it this way, the Lingdao Sect is because the Jiuxuan Sword Sect led a group of masters to kill a heavenly demon, and they also want to save face and kill a heavenly dragon?
In the sky, many people were silent.
"But I'm very curious as to why these black turtle monsters join forces with the Lingdao Sect."
Han Muye's voice started talking again.
The black turtle demon also attacked the green dragon at this time.
Isn't this a union?
But not long ago, the fish demon had a head-on fight with Lingdao Sect and their fleet, and both sides suffered heavy losses.
"Haha, after all, it's a big practice. All it cares about is profit. It doesn't care about morality or human heart."
Han Muye laughed and slowly raised his hand.
Behind him, sword lights condensed.
"As a sword cultivator, we have clear grievances and grudges."
"As a sword cultivator, I would rather be defeated than surrendered."
"As a sword cultivator, we put aside life and death, and only discuss right and wrong with the sword in our hands!"
"Is the sword still useful?"
Sword repair!
All the twists and turns, I only have one sword, this is sword cultivation!
Behind Han Muye, the sword lights converged into a hundred-foot sword.
"Please ask Senior Brother Han to try the sword!"
Everyone shouted loudly.
The sword intentions on the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect disciples are connected. At this moment, the surging sword light is solidified, with mysterious patterns on it, the sword edge is sharp, and the halo flashes away.
Han Muye smiled and turned to look at the dragon boats behind him.
"Han is not talented, and he still has some understanding of the way of swordsmanship. Fellow Taoists, are you willing to come and understand my style of swordsmanship?"
Learn about Han Muye’s swordsmanship!
Swordsman Banished Immortal invites you to experience his swordsmanship!
Behind, on the dragon boat of Mingshan Sword Sect, Yang Mingxuan did not hesitate, sitting cross-legged, his sword intention and soul power separated slightly, and he hit the big sword of Jiuxuan Sword Gate.
The sword cultivators from other sects all stared at the big sword with bright eyes.
"Wanyue will probably regret it for the rest of her life if she misses the insight of swordsmanship and banishment to immortals." On the bow of the Yuehua Sword Sect, the young sect leader Wanyue stepped out with one step, her sword intention and sword light were in harmony.
The sword light rose up one after another and collided with the sword light of the Jiuxuan Sword Gate, causing the original sword light of a hundred feet to become three hundred feet, five hundred feet, and thousands of feet!
In Tianji, all the golden elixir cultivators are looking closely at this big sword.
A golden elixir master suddenly frowned and said, "Can the spirit of this Jiuxuan Sword Sect withstand this sword?"
Soul!
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then surprise flashed across their faces.
Not to mention this sword, even the one that slashed open Qingze Lake three thousand feet ago, it should not be possible for a low-level disciple to activate the envoy.
That kind of sword light, without the power of the golden elixir's peak soul, probably wouldn't be able to move it at all.
"The power of this Sword Xiu Pavilion's inheritance should be extremely powerful..." Someone whispered.
No matter how strong you are, can you command someone to use this sword?
At this time, the sword light was already thousands of meters high!
A thousand-foot sword light cannot be wielded smoothly even by a half-step heavenly spirit.
Unless it is the power of the heavenly soul!
Can Han Muye have the power of a heavenly soul?
"I remember that the power of the soul inherited from the sword pavilion can be condensed into a sword, and then it takes Jiazi's hard work to make up for it?"
Someone looked at Tuoba Cheng quietly.
It's a pity that Tuoba Cheng's face seems to be fake, and there is no change in his expression at all.
"Even if this Han banished immortal has mastered the Soul Sword, I'm afraid he won't be willing to use it at this time, right?"
"If he really loses the spirit of the Divine Soul Sword, what will he use to fight on the Shenglong Platform later?"
Some people shook their heads, with a look of relief on their faces.
This does make sense.
"Hmph, Han Muye can't move this sword at all."
In the turbulent lake, as the Lingdao Sect's dragon boat got on, a green-robed Taoist spoke coldly.
The elites of various sects on the surrounding dragon boats nodded.
Among the elites of each sect, who's personal cultivation did not come from hard work step by step.
In a hundred years, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible for you to have the power of a heavenly soul.
This sword is strong, but it is impossible to wield it.
bluff.
"Let me see how the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, which is brazen enough to compete with our Lingdao Sect, wields this sword."
On the Lingdao Sect dragon boat, a young man put his hands behind his back and looked at the big sword with a sneer.
Near the Lingdao Sect dragon boats, those dragon boats quietly retreated.
Talking is talking, doing is doing.
"boom"
Under the water, black light exploded.
Two majestic figures rushed out.
Two black turtle monsters that were more than three hundred feet tall had a black halo on their heads and collided with the green dragon.
The body of the green dragon trembled, its scales were broken, and blood spurted out.
The iron chain stained with the blood of the green dragon, with a dazzling spiritual light shining on it, tightly wrapped the green dragon.
The green dragon let out a roar of pain, then opened his mouth and spit out a jade-white pill.
The pills were suspended and spinning around the green dragon's body, unable to move away.
The green dragon has reached the end of its rope.
The streaks of bloody light turned into nets, trying to bind him.
The power of blood sacrifice begins!
Wanhua Zhenren, who returned to the clouds at some unknown time, looked indifferent, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.
"Buzz"
Above Han Muye's head, the sword light shook.
A golden light flashed in his eyes.
The awe-inspiring energy combines with the power of the divine soul to turn the divine soul into a sword, making the sword awe-inspiring.
When the light of this sword, which condensed the awe-inspiring energy and power of the soul, was combined with the big sword above the head, the tens of thousands of miles of Qingze Lake water seemed to be shining through the scorching sun.
This is an indescribable light that makes people feel bright.
"We, the sword cultivators, have swords in our hearts, and we draw the swords out of our original intention."
"This is the clear heart of the sword."
"I have practiced swordsmanship in various ways, but the one that best demonstrates my insights is the Return of Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
There was a voice in Han Muye's mouth, which seemed to be ethereal coming from the sky.
"But Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect needs to be understood slowly. Today, I will show you a sword."
Han Muye stepped forward with one step, his body still hanging three feet above the ground.
"I entered the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and once saw many disciples performing martial arts in the outer sect."
"At that time, Coach Lin struck down with a sword in his hand, and the stone shattered into pieces. The force reached a thousand kilograms."
"This sword, called Split Stone, is one of the basic Xuanyuan sword techniques of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
Slowly raising his hand, Han Muye held his palm empty.
There seemed to be a big sword in his hand.
"When there is a sword in our heart, this sword is what we rely on to face everything."
"If there is injustice in the world, cut it off with one sword!"
Han Muye's voice was like rolling thunder.
"If you have an unyielding heart, kill it with one sword!"
When Han Muye's voice sounded, countless people followed him in whispers.
"If there is injustice in the way, cut it off with one sword!"
Han Muye's voice was not loud, but the sword cultivators behind him were already roaring loudly.
"Everything in the world is undecided"
Han Muye's voice was low, and his eyes were filled with brilliance.
At this time, all the sword cultivators felt that their hearts were congested, unspeakably depressed, and unable to relax freely.
That kind of depression comes from the bottom of my heart, from outside myself, and from the innate constraints.
It’s hard to break up when things happen.
Undecided.
At this moment, all the sword cultivators closed their eyes, stretched out their hands, held them forward, and raised them high.
This action was just like the way Han Muye stretched out his hand to take over the sword from Coach Lin at the martial arts arena outside the Jiuxuan Sword Gate.
"If the world is undecided, kill it with one sword."
"Cut it all with one sword"
"Cut it all with one sword"
Cut off all the bonds in the world!
Cut off all the unwillingness in your heart!
Cut off this eternal confusion and hesitation!
There is a sword in my heart, and I can cut it with one sword!
cut!
cut!
cut!
What is cut is the great road!
What was cut was the sword's vertical and horizontal strokes!
What I cut out is that I have a sword, and I have no fear of life or death!
If I had this sword, I could kill all kinds of enemies, how happy it would be!
Everyone seems to have a sword holding up the sky in their hearts.
This sword, following one's own thoughts, flies up to the sky, carrying the wind, thunder and wind.
This sword slashed down hard into the vast expanse of blue waves.
At this moment, who can survive under the sword?
In the sky, those golden pills are trembling.
On the lake, the sect elites on the dragon boat have been physically imprisoned, and even their souls seem to be frozen.
On the Lingdao Sect's dragon boat, several figures standing in front had their eyes widened, looking up to the sky in disbelief at the sword falling from the sky.
This sword really cuts down!
"boom"
The sword struck the blue waves.
It didn't cause a stir.
The sword shines like water.
The big sword did not stir up the sword energy and scattered it, exploding thousands of miles away.
This sword slashed into the water, and then sliced through the body of the black turtle monster.
A ten-foot-long black turtle monster.
A hundred-foot-long black turtle demon.
The four-hundred-foot black turtle monster.
Cut off with one cut.
The sword light fell again, grazing the green dragon's body without touching any scales, and cut off the iron chain that locked the green dragon's body.
The sword light broke the chain, then hit the bottom of the river, hit the green stone wall, and quietly shattered.
The sword energy spun around, shot out of the water, and then returned to its master's body.
This sword energy returned to its master's body with the feeling of killing the heavenly realm with one sword, and the feeling of cutting off the iron chain that could lock the great demon in the heavenly realm with one sword.
This sword energy reverberated over and over again.
No one in heaven or on earth opened his mouth.
Han Muye's figure slowly landed on the bow of the dragon boat. There was no trace of sword energy or a trace of spiritual energy on his body.
Just like at the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain, on Yunchao Ridge, outside the Soul-Desolating Wasteland, he slashed out with a sword and exhausted his soul.
"Thank you, Master Han."
Behind him, a swordsman standing on the bow bowed.
Master Han.
Master of one sword.
A simple sword, a sword from the bottom of my heart.
If the heart is afraid, no matter how sharp the sword is, it cannot hurt anyone.
If the heart is strong, there is no sword in the hand, and everything can be a sword.
"Thank you Master Han."
Each sword cultivator bowed.
If you understand this sword today, your path of cultivation will be a hundred times smoother in the future.
With this sword strike today, his sword path soared into the sky.
Gu Yuanlong held his hands toward Han Muye with a complicated look on his face, and then lowered his head.
I don’t want to admit it, but I have to admit that I am the number one in the inner sect of Donghai Sect, and I am not even qualified to carry Han Muye’s shoes.
No wonder Master Mo wanted to accept him as his only disciple.
No one else has that qualification!
A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.
This is what he wants.
During his trip to Zhongzhou, he understood Confucianism and Taoism cultivation methods, and coupled with his swordsmanship skills, it was difficult for him to predict his own combat power.
With the power of Confucianism and Taoism that is still improving, Han Muye is also confident to dominate the Western Border.
But what’s the point of using Confucianism and Taoism to suppress Western Border?
If it was really possible to suppress Western Xinjiang with Confucianism and Taoism, Zhongzhou would have done it long ago, right?
If the law of heaven does not allow it, Sword Master Yuan Tian must have some backup plans to suppress it.
If you want to control Western Xinjiang, you should follow the rules of Xinjiang.
What Han Muye is doing now is breaking the rules and reshaping them.
At the same time, it is also the way of heaven that reshapes Western Border!
Practitioners in Xijiang have been suppressed by the Lingdao Sect for too long, and those sword cultivators have forgotten how sharp the swords in their hands are.
Since you have embarked on the path of spiritual practice, you should contend with all things in the world.
A practitioner who has the Tao in his heart is a true practitioner.
Don't be hasty, and gradually, the practitioners in Xijiang will eventually wake up.
Han Muye looked at the water in front of him, and there were waves of power surging from below.
Secret realm.
Back then, the secret realm of Yunhe Palace was opened by the power of blood sacrifice.
In the sky, there was a faint sword light flashing on Tuoba Cheng's body, and there seemed to be a trace of fighting intent.
He was actually shocked by the sword strike just now and had the urge to fight.
The other golden elixir overhaulers also woke up from the shock at this time.
That sword is really frightening!
"Han banished to immortal, it's really..." Someone looked at Han Muye and whispered, but didn't know what to say.
Was that sword really issued by a junior disciple who was not yet a hundred years old?
"This boy is really talented in cultivation." Li Mubai, who was standing in front, had a glint in his eyes, nodding and whispering.
Above the clouds, everyone nodded.
The talent displayed by this sword is truly terrifying.
If this person cultivates quietly for three hundred years, he will definitely be able to dominate Western Xinjiang and become the number one swordsman in Xinjiang!
