Tuoba Cheng's cultivation level directly broke through the half-step heaven realm and reached the heaven realm!
A dark golden tiger phantom appeared behind Tuoba Cheng, staring at Wanhua Zhenren.
Looking at this fierce tiger, Wanhua Master's eyes flashed with light.
"I know what you and Kanazawa are thinking."
"Kanaze will spend his whole life cultivating and pass it on to you through the initiation method, and then the soul will be combined with your sword power to help you reach the heavenly realm."
Wanhua Zhenren shouted loudly, and the spiritual light on his body turned into a mountain peak.
The practice method of Shiheng Taoism.
Below, Han Muye, who was standing with a sword, sighed softly.
The sect master Jinze helped Tuoba Cheng break into the heavenly realm at the cost of his own soul and cultivation.
He knew this but could do nothing about it.
Jin Ze and Tuoba Cheng had already started this process, and it was too late for him to stop it.
The only help is to refine Xu Ying Dan to help Tuoba achieve a breakthrough.
When the leader of the Jinze clan and Tuoba Cheng came to the Jialing River, all the power in Jinze's body had been poured in, and they were just waiting for the last white tiger to form a powerful force.
At this time, Tuoba Cheng stepped into the heavenly realm, and the leader of the Jinze clan fell.
It can’t be said to have fallen.
After all, the spirit of the leader of the Kanze clan turned into Tuoba Cheng's fierce tiger force, which could suppress Jiuxuan Mountain in the future.
"Roar"
After Tuoba Cheng, the tiger roared, pulling each other with Li Mubai's magic light, and collided with Zhenren Wanhua.
"I should have known that your Shangyang Demon Sect was colluding with the Jiuxuan Sword Sect."
"Is this initiation technique a demonic method?"
Master Wanhua sneered, and in his palm, a round jade-colored fan appeared.
There are beautiful flowers on this fan, and there are also rays of spiritual light.
magic weapon.
This is a strange magic weapon.
When Lingdao Sect suppresses Western Xinjiang, it is normal to have magic weapons.
"Hey, although I'm not good at fighting, I'm afraid I have no choice but to take action at this time." On top of the cloud, the ancestor of the Mu family shook his head and took a step forward.
He is from the Western Border Heaven Realm.
Standing on top of the clouds, a look of hesitation flashed across the face of the leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, and finally, he chose to take a step forward.
He is also a practitioner in Xijiang.
The two demon clan cultivators who had been standing on top of the cloud looked at each other, turned around and left.
They are not practitioners from Western Xinjiang and have no intention of getting involved.
In an instant, the situation in Western Border turned into chaos.
Lingdao Sect Wanhua Zhenren's one-man power has the potential to suppress the entire Western Xinjiang.
"Since this is your choice, then go die!"
Master Wanhua waved his fan in his hand, and a cloud of cyan aura turned into green leaves, blocking the tiger and the evil energy. Then he moved downwards and flew downwards.
What he wants is the Dao Sword!
"We can't let him get that sword!" Li Mubai shouted in the sky.
In the distance, Deng Chungang, who was fighting six water monsters, struck out with his sword and prepared to turn around.
Then, his figure paused.
Before using the sword, Han Muye raised the long sword in his hand.
Under the Dao sword, sword light and spiritual energy rose from countless elites in Western Xinjiang.
These people are the future of the Xijiang cultivation world.
Their blood is hot!
They are willing to fight to protect Western Xinjiang!
Heavenly realm.
Nascent Soul.
The fourth major cultivation of Nascent Soul, the strongest person in Western Xinjiang.
so what?
Draw your sword!
"Canglang"
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed made a sound, causing the heaven and earth to sound softly.
Countless magic streams rise, turning the sky into colorful colors!
These sect elites have practiced cultivation for less than a hundred years and have not wasted much time in surrendering.
They all traveled hundreds of thousands of miles in reverse, full of fighting spirit.
They regard Western Xinjiang as their home!
Although the fairy world is good, it is not my hometown!
Han Muye gave a long laugh, and the long sword in his palm reflected an endless halo.
"I, Han Muye, like to be a teacher. Today, I will practice a sword for all my colleagues!"
Back then, Han Muye had practiced a stone-splitting sword technique.
Today, what he is going to practice is Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan!
The sword light combined with all the spiritual light and sword energy below, directly turning into a ten-thousand-foot-long sword.
As soon as the sword came out, it caused the sword below to vibrate.
The sword intentions in the world are connected!
Attracted by the sword's will, Daojian Mountain has the tendency to surrender!
Master Wanhua looked sinister, and the spiritual light from the fan in his hand exploded, turning into a pair of bloody claws and hitting Han Muye's head.
He wanted to kill Han Muye before the sword light in his hand completely solidified!
"Zhenren Wanhua, you are not a sword cultivator, so you don't know that my sword will be stronger when it comes to strength!"
Han Muye smiled, the sword light in his hand condensed instantly, and then he stabbed out with the sword.
"The sword in the heart turns ten thousand swords into one sword"
"This sword is the Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect!"
The sword light collided with the blood claw, shattering the blood claw, and then the sword light slashed down towards Zhenren Wanhua without hesitation!
What about the number one master in Western Xinjiang?
cut!
Wanhua Zhenren gritted his teeth, and the fan in his hand exploded, turning into a ball of golden flowers, blocking the top of his head.
"boom"
The sword light struck the flower, directly cutting the flower into pieces.
Master Wanhua's body was filled with spiritual light, and treasures appeared one after another around him.
These treasures exploded without hesitation, turning into auras and hitting the sword.
Unfortunately, the sword remained firm and cut straight down.
"boom"
Wanhua Taoist's body exploded, and a shadow flew out.
Nascent Soul!
The moment the sword struck down, Wanhua Zhenren's body self-destructed at the cost of allowing Nascent Soul to escape.
His Nascent Soul rushed towards the constantly rotating magic circle in the void, without thinking about the sword.
Li Mubai, Tuoba Cheng and others flew at this time and rushed towards the Nascent Soul of Master Wanhua.
"waste."
A voice came from the formation in the sky.
A Taoist wearing a blue robe stepped out of the magic circle and put his hand on the head of Wanhua Zhenren Yuanying.
"Master, have mercy on me"
Wanhua Zhenren's Nascent Soul exclaimed.
"Master?" The Taoist shook his head and said calmly: "You are not qualified to be my disciple, Taoist Jushi."
As soon as the words fell, the spiritual light burst out in the Taoist's palm.
Wan Hua Zhenren's Nascent Soul was shaken and turned directly into a dense spiritual energy, which was absorbed into the Taoist's body.
All the cultivation of the fourth level of Nascent Soul has been used as someone else’s wedding dress!
"Have you really cultivated the way of cloning that I taught you?" The Taoist shook his head, with a smile on his face.
Turning around and looking around, the Taoist sneered and stretched out his hand to grab it.
"Buzz"
The phantom of the ten thousand feet long sword fell in his palm!
"Shan Yue, I'm finally back..." The Taoist's eyes showed sadness as he watched the sword break in his hand.
Then, there was a strong killing intent rising crazily from him!
"Run away!"
Li Mubai shouted loudly, turned around and left.
Several other heavenly realms also quickly retreated.
They can retreat, but those golden elixirs suppressed by the power of the formation cannot escape.
Below, countless elites from Western Xinjiang do not have the speed to escape from the Heaven Realm Overhaul.
"Sir, this is at least a major out-of-body cultivation. He can kill everyone here!" Zhao Yunlong's eyes showed a hint of fear.
"Let's go, let the imperial emissary Tian Heyi leave. When you have the power to leave your body, you can come back for revenge." Taoist Dayan's voice revealed helplessness.
He also didn't expect that the final result would be like this.
The nine sects were rearranged, and the Jiuxuan Sword Sect won everything.
Seeing Jiuxuan Sword Sect become the number one in Western Xinjiang, becoming the overlord of Western Xinjiang is already a certainty.
But in this current situation, an out-of-body overhaul has taken action to sweep under the snow-capped mountains.
There are nearly a thousand golden elixirs on the top of the cloud, and nearly a hundred thousand elites of the younger generation at the foot of the mountain.
Plus the practitioners around.
Today, these people were all beheaded, and the Western Border cultivation world was destroyed.
Not to mention the migration from the Southern Wilderness to the West, even if the Southern Wilderness had not migrated westward, the practice community in the Western Frontier would have suffered such heavy losses and would not be able to recover.
It will be impossible to recover for ten thousand years.
"Roar"
In the sky, Tuoba Cheng, who was originally running away, suddenly turned around.
"Our Jiu Xuan Sword Sect won the first place in the nine sect competition. Today, we should protect our colleagues in Western Xinjiang."
Tuoba Cheng's body was filled with strong sword energy, and his eyes were filled with determination to fight.
"Han Muye, if I die in battle, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect will be handed over to you."
Below, before Han Muye spoke, Deng Chungang laughed loudly on the Jialing River: "Elder Tuoba, why should the Jiuxuan Sword Sect be handed over to him?"
His body turned into sword light, and Deng Chungang shouted: "Han Muye, only if I die in battle can you be qualified to take over the Nine Xuan Sword Sect!"
Deng Chungang transformed into sword light, and Tuoba became a giant stone Taoist who led the tiger's momentum and rushed directly into the sky.
At this moment, countless practitioners clenched their fists.
This is the responsibility that the largest sect in Western Xinjiang should have!
Han Muye raised his head and sighed softly.
The gap is too big.
Neither Deng Chungang nor Tuo Bacheng could stop the blow from the giant stone Taoist holding a Tao sword in his hand.
Without hesitation, he raised his hand, and the giant sword that had not dissipated triggered endless sword light and struck down towards the giant stone Taoist.
This sword is the combined power of tens of thousands of Xijiang sect elites. This sword is countless times more powerful than the sword light of Tuoba Cheng and Deng Chungang!
Taoist Jushi lowered his head, with a smile on his face.
"Boy, you have a good talent in swordsmanship. You can take me as your teacher."
"Thousands of years, I promise you to run wild in the world!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck out with his sword, blocking Han Muye's sword light and shattering it.
As for Tuoba Cheng and Deng Chungang, the strong wind brought by this sword had already knocked them away.
Such an extremely powerful man wants to accept Han Muye as his disciple!
If you become a disciple of this great monk, who knows how advanced his cultivation is, you will really be able to run rampant in the world, right?
All around, envious eyes were cast on Han Muye.
"You want to accept me as your disciple?"
The sword light in his hand dissipated, and a strange smile flashed across Han Muye's face.
Taoist Jushi nodded and said calmly: "Your talents and qualifications make you qualified to become a disciple of a great monk even in the fairy world."
Han Muye's talent and qualifications are actually so strong!
No wonder he can become a swordsman and banished immortal...
Those sect elites who had intended to compete with Han Muye all had disappointed looks on their faces.
Below, Duan Yihong lowered his head.
Wanyue also looked complicated.
Today, Han Muye can be accepted as a disciple by the great monk, and they may be killed by the great monk with one sword.
This is the difference.
Seeing that Han Muye did not speak, Taoist Jushi stretched out his hand and pointed downwards, and said calmly: "I will kill these heavenly realms and golden elixirs. You kill those little guys."
kill.
Is this considered a certificate of submission?
Han Muye showed a smile on his face and said, "Senior, do I need to think about this matter?"
Taoist Jushi frowned and said coldly: "I'll give you three breaths."
Han Muye shook his head: "I'm afraid three breaths are not enough. In three breaths, Sirius may not be able to arrive."
Sirius!
Kenmaru Tenrou!
The expression on Daoshi Taoist's face instantly turned into rage, and a dark sword light rising from his body rose into the sky.
"Okay, then let's all die."
The broken Dao sword in his hand was lifted up and turned into a sword of ten thousand feet, sweeping directly across.
Even if this blow can't kill everyone, it can still kill 90% of them with one blow!
"Comrades, lend me the power of your sword again!"
Han Muye shouted loudly, and the sword light in his hand gathered.
"After one sword strike, an expert from Western Xinjiang will take action!"
Master from Western Xinjiang!
Although I don’t know where the Western Xinjiang master Han Muye said is, at this time, I can only believe it.
If you don’t believe it, you will die!
A series of sword lights and auras converged.
In Tianji, those golden elixir masters and powerful men in the heavenly realm also gathered their strength into Han Muye's sword light.
"Tsk, tsk, with your understanding, if you can't die with this sword, how many swordsmanship techniques can you comprehend in the future?"
Daoist Dayan's words were full of longing.
Han Muye also had a slight smile on his face.
Yes.
A trace of these strong men's sword intentions and Taoist intentions will be left by him, and he will slowly understand them later.
With these imprints of the sword's will and Dao's will, it's not far off to truly turn one sword into ten thousand swords!
He boasted about Haikou and wanted to turn one sword into ten thousand swords and go to the East China Sea to challenge.
"boom"
Han Muye's sword light collided with the sword.
Magnificent light and shadow exploded.
The tiger sword force behind Tuoba Cheng dispersed, and the snow-capped mountains above Deng Chungang were shattered.
Han Muye spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The elites from Western Xinjiang below also looked pale.
In the distance, a long roar came, accompanied by a resounding sword light that cut through the void.
Taoist Jushi held a big sword in his hand, looked down at Han Muye, and sneered: "I will destroy the qualifications you are proud of."
"Your cultivation has also been broken by me."
"I'll let you live and see if the ants you protect will repay you."
Qualifications ruined.
Broken cultivation.
Is this kind of banished immortal still a banished immortal?
The elites looked up at Han Muye with complicated expressions.
Just now I was looking up to the untouchable existence.
Now, he has become a person who has no cultivation and no qualifications.
This world is like this.
You can never guess what the next moment will be like.
Standing in the void, with long feathers supporting his body under his feet, Han Muye chuckled and looked at the figure approaching suddenly in the distance.
"Actually, you should add another sword and kill me directly."
Taoist Jushi looked at him with a sneer, turned around and walked away.
He headed towards the Snowy Mountains.
Over there is the Northern Territory.
Not Xijiang.
"Sirius, you didn't expect that I would use the help of the Xijiang Sect to get out of trouble, did you?"
"Sword Master Yuan Tian asked you to protect the Western Border, but you asked me to come out alive."
"I'm in the North Territory now. If you come, I'll kill you."
"Without the blessing of the heavenly power of Western Border, it would be easier for me to kill you than to kill a dog."
There was roaring laughter among the snowy mountains.
"I will rule the creatures in the Northern Territory, and then come to the Western Territory to kill people at any time."
"If you can, stay here."
"Let me see how long you, a sword spirit, can hold on if you keep losing your sword power!"
Wild laughter shook the people, and avalanches avalanched everywhere on the snow-capped mountains.
A figure fell in the sky.
"Sirius." Daoist Daoyan had a complicated expression on his face, staring at the body.
Han Muye also raised his head and looked at Tianlang, who looked the same as Sword Master Yuan Tian.
Sword Master Yuan Tian’s first sword pill.
The Heavenly Wolf who has accompanied Yuan Tianjianzun for the longest time and was arranged by him to guard the Western Border.
Sirius stared at the snow-capped mountains for a moment, then looked coldly at the golden elixirs on top of the clouds.
"A bunch of short-sighted things are really seeking their own death."
The sword light on his body soared into the sky magnificently, and his gaze was like lightning. Anyone who fell on him would feel his mind shaken.
No one dared to look up.
These golden elixir overhauls also feel aggrieved.
Who would have thought that Master Wanhua of Lingdao Sect would actually set up such a trap?
But now that Master Wanhua has fallen, only people like them can bear all the blame.
Sirius stopped looking at these golden elixir overhauls and turned to look at Han Muye.
"Boy, originally I was going to hand over Xijiang to your protection and then go find the master."
"pity……"
Sirius shook his head, his eyes shining brightly.
"Master's mission must be completed. I must kill this Taoist Jushi."
After saying that, Sirius turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the North Territory.
It's just that as soon as his figure crossed the Snowy Mountains and entered the Northern Territory, he obviously lost speed.
In the Northern Territory, there is the way of heaven in the Northern Territory.
The Heavenly Way of the Northern Territory does not give Heavenly Wolf unimaginable power and blessings like the Western Territory.
"Haha, you really dare to come!"
Taoist Jushi's long laugh rang out, and then there was a roar.
The sword light and screams shook the world.
This is a chaotic battle between two great monks.
Even ordinary heavenly realms are unable to participate in such a battle.
"Let's go quickly. If that senior loses, all lives in Western Xinjiang may be in ruins." A golden elixir master whispered in the clouds in the sky, turned around and left.
The teleportation formation in the sky has dissipated, the forbidden air formation has also dissipated, and these golden elixir overhauls are free.
One after another, figures flew away.
If Tianlang is defeated today, what the Xijiang practitioners have to do is to flee from Xijiang as soon as possible.
"I'm going to the Northern Territory."
Deng Chungang whispered, glanced at Han Muye, and then flew up with a snow-capped mountain above his head.
Han Muye understood.
Deng Chungang's cultivation and combat power relied on the power of the Northern Territory.
In the Northern Territory, he can display much more powerful combat power.
Even if he can't resist Master Jushi, he still has to fight to protect the Northern Territory.
Everyone has their own responsibilities.
Taking a deep breath and feeling the chaos of spiritual energy and sword intent in his body, Han Muye shook his head.
The injury this time was indeed serious.
The fairy root was directly cut off.
The cloud platform in Dantian was also shattered.
It seems that it is time to refine two more furnaces of Nine-Turn Cloud Lotus Pill to reshape the fairy root.
If the Dantian Yuntai is broken, it will take several immortal pills to repair it.
They are all spiritual stones...
With this giant stone attack, I lost at least tens of millions of spiritual stones.
I have to make up for it no matter what.
Just the half of the Dao sword, you have no objection?
He moved, and the white feathers flashed under his feet, leading him directly into the Northern Territory.
Han Banxian also rushed into the Northern Territory!
He has already lost his qualifications and cultivation, so why go to the Northern Territory?
To die?
Perhaps, it is really to die?
Also, for such a person, it is better to die fighting happily than to die of old age!
Many people shook their heads and turned to leave.
I can't bear to see the fall of genius.
Tuoba stood in front of the snow-capped mountains, clenching his fists tightly.
"boom"
From the top of the snow-capped mountains, there was a roar and explosion.
When Han Muye landed in the North Territory, what he saw was that Sirius was slashed back with a sword, his figure swaying and illusory.
Deng Chungang's long sword turned into a snowy mountain and smashed down, but was led by the Dao sword and shattered directly, then vomited blood and fell back.
"Sirius, I told you that the way of heaven here is different from that of Western Xinjiang. If you come here, I will kill you like a dog."
Taoist Jushi had a cold look on his face, then turned his head and looked at Han Muye.
"I gave you a chance."
"It's a pity that you didn't grasp it."
Han Muye nodded, took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes and whispered.
"The way of heaven here is indeed different from that in Western Xinjiang."
"This way of heaven is the same as Zhongzhou..."
The way of heaven in Zhongzhou, the world of Confucianism and Taoism.
On Han Muye's body, the extremely rich purple aura of popularity and the rich golden aura of awe-inspiring intertwined, dyeing the entire Northern Territory purple-gold!
Heaven and earth shook.
The human gaze and the awe-inspiring aura formed a line, and between the sky and the earth, a shadowy figure wearing a sword, a high crown, and long robes and long sleeves stood out from the sky.
Confucianism and Taoism, the realm of a great master!
The eight treasures in his hand turned into an ink pen, and Han Muye chuckled: "I'll give you a chance."
"If you can escape with my poetry, I won't kill you."
The ink pen is swaying, and the golden light suddenly appears.