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282, Condensing Sword, Killing the Immortal and Spiritual Realms Out-of-body Soul (2/2 7,000-word chapter)

"Fire Source Realm, use your strength." Han Muye shouted lowly, and the power of space on his body collided with the spiritual light surging from the Fire Source Realm below.

"boom"

The sky crane flapped its wings, and Han Muye felt a bright light in front of him.

In an instant, one hundred thousand miles away!

"Ahem"

When he fell into the dark void, his whole body was sore and seemed to fall apart, his chest and abdomen were shaking, and he seemed to be vomiting blood.

Han Muye could feel Tianheyi's dissatisfaction from Tianheyi.

It didn't move even before it was fully demonstrated.

This emotion made Han Muye smile bitterly.

It turns out that flying in the void is not just about speed. Without a strong enough body, even the Sky Crane Wings cannot be used.

The Sky Crane Wing is indeed a flying treasure made by ancient practitioners. Its flight speed is probably difficult to catch up with even those who have left the body in the heavenly realm.

What would happen if I tried my best to escape?

Looking around at the void to determine the direction, Han Muye ran towards a location with a flashing halo.

This time, he did not use all his strength, and only controlled his flight speed to one breath and a thousand miles.

The resistance in the void is almost non-existent, and his consumption of flying at this speed is negligible.

Flying all the way, Han Muye could feel the spiritual energy remaining in the void.

These are the traces left by previous battles.

Moving forward quickly, half an hour later, a barren field of stars ahead came into view.

Desolate stars mean that the power of heaven has not yet been generated, or the power of heaven has declined and fallen, and the entire star is silent and lifeless.

These stars, some big and some small, the big ones are countless thousands of miles away, and the small ones are no more than a hundred miles in radius, they can be seen everywhere in the void.

There are still only a few people in the starry sky who can really bring life to life.

The Yuntian Realm traveled hundreds of millions of miles to attack the small Fire Source Realm because the Fire Source Realm has vitality, heavenly way, and spiritual energy.

The star in front of Han Muye now is a large star with a vast territory and a radius of tens of millions of miles.

At this moment, above this big star, one can see the interweaving streams of light.

That was one practitioner after another attacking and killing.

Han Muye did not rush over hastily, but quietly landed.

Stepping onto the stars, which were covered with earth and rocks without any vegetation or life, Han Muye's expression changed.

The way of heaven.

Heaven is not dead yet.

There is still a weak power of heaven remaining in this star.

It's just that the power of heaven is too weak and ordinary people can't sense it at all.

Han Muye was blessed by Heaven, and had a full level of affinity with earth and stone. Only by being able to communicate with Heaven on an equal footing could he feel the existence of Heaven on this big star.

Unfortunately, it is too weak to even use force.

Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance.

Over there, auras and swords intertwined, and roars resounded.

Among them, there were sword nets formed by sword energy, and a spear with purple human vision and golden awe-inspiring energy struck across the sky.

Such tyrannical methods are at least the level of a Confucian and Taoist master.

A Confucian and Taoist master is surrounded in this void?

Although the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism is not limited to Tianxuan, this place is not far from the Tianxuan world. It should be the Confucianism and Taoism master of Tianxuan Zhongzhou, right?

I just don’t know why this grandmaster came to the void.

The power of the earth and stone beneath his feet quietly absorbed into his body, and Han Muye's figure disappeared from where it was.

At this moment, even in the heavenly realm, it is difficult to detect his existence.

Concealing his breath, he flew away, and within a moment, he arrived at the place of siege.

The vast wasteland of earth and rocks is endless. Thousands of practitioners and many strange beasts surround less than a hundred practitioners wearing black robes and holding long swords.

Xuanyang Guard.

Han Muye didn't expect to see Zhongzhou Xuanyang Guard here.

At one time, nearly a hundred Xuanyang Guards formed a formation, and Han Muye saw different tactics.

The sword light is like a wheel, row after row, almost endless.

One attack and one defense, less than a hundred Xuanyang guards were divided into two formations, and the offense and defense switched continuously.

Although there are many strong enemies around, it is difficult to break through the defense in a short time.

Coupled with the large spear condensed by the Confucian and Taoist master above his head, the besieging enemies did not dare to fight too hard.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is the true tyranny of the Zhongzhou Dynasty.

A major Confucian and Taoist cultivator, protected by Xuanyang Guards, was able to deal with the siege of several heavenly realms, thousands of practitioners and countless strange beasts in the void.

This is still in the void, where the Confucian and Taoist cultivators cannot borrow the power of heaven and can only use their own human dignity and awe-inspiring aura to activate their magical powers.

This kind of combat power in Zhongzhou, supported by the power of heaven and earth, can directly sweep through a county.

"boom"

A hundred-foot-long sword with concentrated spiritual light was slashed down and collided with the golden spear.

The long knife broke, turning into spiritual energy and escaping. The big gun trembled slightly, and the golden light on it dimmed.

"Sir, we will protect you and fight out!"

Someone in the Xuanyang Guard shouted loudly.

Through the heavy sword light, Han Muye saw a middle-aged man wearing a green and yellow uniform, with a resolute look on his face, silent, but holding an ink pen tightly in his hand.

Behind him, there is also a golden seal flashing.

Zhongzhou Dynasty, Yushitai.

This is a Zhongzhou official. Judging from the grade of his robes, he is at least as good as a county governor.

It's just that in this void, the golden seal of authority cannot attract the power of heaven and earth. It relies solely on the human hope and awe-inspiring energy that it has cultivated to gather and kill. The Grandmaster Realm Yushi of the Yushitai has lost most of his combat power.

Such a grandmaster with the authority of the imperial dynasty, if he were in Zhongzhou, he could speak thousands of miles and suppress an entire county with one hand.

"Roar"

In the void, the roars of alien beasts were heard, and the besieging alien beasts began to attack crazily.

This put the Xuanyang Guard, which was supported by instinct, in danger.

"Sir, please leave quickly, and one day you will lead an army to surround and suppress these cultivators from other worlds." Someone in the Xuanyang Guard shouted in a deep voice.

Xuanyang Guards are also human beings. Even if they are extremely powerful and determined, they can still be pessimistic and despairing when faced with endless enemies.

The master of Confucianism and Taoism wants to leave this place alone, and there is no chance.

But it should be impossible to take all Xuanyang Guards away.

"The clouds and waves are drifting, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the iron clothes are stained with rust." The censor shook his head, with a look of absolute despair on his face. He turned the ink pen in his hand and two lines of poetry appeared.

Use the literary spirit to stimulate the awe-inspiring spirit and blend with people's expectations, turning into a piece of mottled iron armor.

The armor looked rusty, but also stained with strange blood.

The armor flashed and landed on every Xuanyang guard below.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared on their bodies.

The attack that originally hit them and caused them to be seriously injured and vomited blood was now directly blocked by the armor.

These methods are truly extraordinary.

But when they saw the iron armor, the Xuanyang guards were not only unhappy, but showed a trace of sadness on their faces.

Fight to the death and never retreat.

They Xuanyang Guards are already responsible for guarding, and they take life and death lightly.

But the censor they protect must live or die with them.

No longer speaking, Xuanyang Wei, who was attacking and defending like waves, transformed into a golden-armored God of War. The sword light condensed, and a hundred-foot-long sword emerged.

"kill"

With a loud shout, the golden light turned into turbulent waves and rushed forward.

Since the guarding censor won't leave, let's kill him!

The hundred-foot-long sword struck down, and a sword light cut through the hundred-mile abyss.

At this moment, no one dares to block Xuanyang Guard's sword.

Within ten breaths, the sword light swept away a hundred miles around him!

The power of Tianxuan Xuanyang Guard is truly extraordinary!

The Tianxuan World can conquer the outer world, and the Xuanyang Guards are indispensable.

Unfortunately, it won't last long.

After ten breaths, the sword light slowly dimmed.

Xuanyang Wei's technique is similar to Xuanyang Jue.

Han Muye looked carefully and understood in his heart.

It is not as powerful as Xuanyang Jue, which can condense the combat power of the Heaven Realm in one armor, and is relatively mediocre.

However, Xuanyang Wei's technique still has the ability to gather instantaneous power and sweep away the previous enemies.

Seeing that the land of hundreds of miles was cleared and the sword light slowly dimmed, Han Muye moved and flew straight into the air.

"who!"

"stop!"

"kill"

Seeing Han Muye's figure, Xuanyang Guards shouted loudly and slashed out with sword rays.

Han Muye was in mid-air and did not draw his sword. He just flashed and avoided all the sword light.

He has seen through the Xuanyang Guard's fighting techniques and swordsmanship.

This scene made those Xuanyang guards widen their eyes.

The middle-aged imperial envoy wearing a green and yellow robe also frowned and gently raised the ink pen in his hand.

However, when Han Muye flew down and landed a hundred feet away, the ink pen in the envoy's hand suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on Han Muye's hair.

There, there is a small black sword.

"My officer, Tianxuan Dynasty Yushitai Lu Chen, where are you guarding?"

guard?

Those Xuanyang guards were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Han Muye and saw a small sword in his hair, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Master Guard, Su He, a hundred-man general of the Xuanyang Guard, led his subordinates to protect Yu Shi Lu and came to the void to explore. When they encountered cultivators from outside the realm, they intercepted and killed them. Please call upon the Master Guard to come to the rescue."

An excited Xuanyang guard wearing commander's armor shouted loudly, bowed towards Han Muye and clasped his fists.

A guard like Han Muye who can appear in the void has absolutely formidable combat power.

Even if he is unable to deal with the enemy in front of him, he can still lead the censor away safely.

As long as the censor leaves, Xuanyang Guard's protective mission will be completed, and it is not considered a dereliction of duty.

"Guard?" Han Muye remembered that this small sword represents the identity of the spatial channel guarding the Jiuxuan Mountain Sword, and he is also a member of the Xuanyang Guard.

After practicing the Xuanyang Jue, you will directly be qualified as the Xuanyang Guard's preparatory commander.

"Xijiang, Han Muye, met Lu Yushi."

Han Muye raised his hand, saluted Lu, and then gently bowed his hand to Xuanyang Guard Commander Su He who was standing in front of him.

Western Xinjiang?

Su He was stunned.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Muye: "Western Border? Tianxuan Western Border?"

Han Muye nodded.

Lu Chen looked at Han Muye and said, "Did you accidentally break into the void?"

Han Muye nodded again.

At this time, the faces of those Xuanyang guards were filled with disappointment.

I thought that a strong helping hand was coming, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Western Xinjiang Guards.

In the Tianxuan World, among the four domains, only the East China Sea is considered powerful. How can there be any real masters in the other three domains?

Guarding Western Xinjiang, in this void, you can't even protect yourself, right?

"Han Muye, please leave quickly while the outside cultivators are not surrounding you." Lu Chen looked at Han Muye with a serious look on his face.

"If you can safely return to Tianxuan, you can report the incident about me, Lu Chen, being surrounded. This may be able to offset your guilt of stepping into the void privately."

We are guarding Western Xinjiang and don't expect to be able to save people. It would be good if we could escape alive.

Moreover, by breaking into the void without reporting, this Western Xinjiang guard was considered to have left his post without permission and would be held accountable even if he returned to Tianxuan World.

Han Muye did not speak.

The inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou is a bit pedantic, but most Confucianism and Taoism practitioners act upright and have righteousness in their hearts.

Such people may not be flexible, but at critical moments, they have the courage to take responsibility and sacrifice.

Confucianism and Taoism were able to rule Zhongzhou for countless years, but it was not only suppressed by Prime Minister Wen alone, but also the power of countless practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism.

Although Xuanyang Guards are good at killing, they wear black armor and live in darkness, but they can also defend like coiled snakes and attack like fierce tigers.

Most Xuanyang Guards can make their own choices between the enemy and themselves.

Perhaps, this has something to do with the Xuanyang Guard wearing the Xuanyang Sword.

Each Xuanyang sword has the imprint of Haoran Qi and Wen Qi. If the sword holder has an impure mind, the imprint in the sword will automatically break.

Over time, Xuanyang Guards who wear Xuanyang Swords mostly behave openly.

In the distance, there was sword light coming.

Han Muye raised his hands and cupped his fists, then turned around.

Just when everyone thought he was about to turn around and leave, Han Muye shouted loudly: "Tianxuan Han Muye is here, who wants to fight!"

A battle!

The expression on Lu Chen's face was frozen, and the Xuanyang Guards' eyes widened.

In front of thousands of enemies, he actually wants to fight like this!

Su He turned around and looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen shook his head and whispered: "The land of Western Frontier has no education and no leadership. The so-called guarding is just a vacant position."

"If we can save him later, please save him from death."

Although Western Xinjiang belongs to the Tianxuan world, Confucianism and Taoism have never been ruled and inherited.

The guards in Western Xinjiang have no idea of ​​abiding by the rules of Xuanyang Guards and the laws of the dynasty.

The barbarians in Western Xinjiang do not know etiquette.

But Han Muye was brave enough to not run away from the battle.

Su He nodded and sighed softly: "Brothers, it is Tianxuan who can save me."

"Canglang"

The sound of Han Muye's sword being unsheathed interrupted his words.

The sword light, like a shooting star, directly cut through the void.

One sword goes away, one sword stays.

Two swords.

The purple flame sword flickers in the void, like a star.

The light of this sword is cold and cold. Whenever it appears, there will be blood!

The sword light flashed three times in succession, defeating the swordsmanship of the three swordsmen, and then pierced their bodies.

Kill three sword cultivators with one sword!

This kind of swordsmanship can instantly suppress everyone.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A low shout came from the void, and an old man in a green robe crossed a thousand feet in one step, landed in front of Han Mu, and thrust out a spear from his hand.

The gun comes out like a dragon.

The light of the gun is as bright as the sun.

This blow made all the Xuanyang guards change their colors.

Half a step into the heavenly realm, you can defy the power of the heavenly realm!

This shot has been immersed in practice for at least two hundred years!

The flames combined with the dragon's shadow, causing the dragon to roar and roar over a thousand feet in an instant, rushing towards Han Muye.

The artistic conceptions intertwined in the gun are already forming a general trend.

The gun light just came out, and the pressure instantly filled the air.

Who can resist such a spear?

"Get ready to save people!" Su He shouted, and the Xuanyang sword in his hand showed golden light.

Before this shot, even he was not sure that he could save Han Muye.

Ahead, he saw the light of a spear approaching, and a pair of illusory wings flashed behind Han Muye.

His wings fluttered, and his figure disappeared from where it was.

When he reappeared, he was already thousands of feet away.

What a fast speed!

Fight up close!

"My knowledge may be shallow, but my courage is rare..." Lu Chen looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

Being able to face thousands of enemies without fear, being able to fight at close quarters in front of a half-step heavenly cultivator, and not to mention other things, his courage is commendable.

I don’t know how strong it is?

The half-stepping old man laughed loudly, turned the spear in his hand upside down, turned around and stabbed Han Muye directly in the neck.

In secular combat, there is a saying that an inch is longer than an inch is stronger, but a spear is not good at close combat.

But in the world of spiritual practice, is there really a difference between a long spear and a short sword?

Fighting at close quarters is really an ignorant person

"Stab"

The sword light grazed the spear and moved forward. It did not collide with the powerful spear, but only led Han Muye to take half a step forward.

At this moment, the old man holding the gun felt a little emotional.

This person is also a left-handed swordsman.

Left hand.

The old man lowered his head subconsciously and looked at his left armpit.

A trace of blood slowly soaked in.

This was the last image in his mind.

Flying thousands of feet away, getting close with a sword, from beginning to end, only half a breath!

Han Muye's movements were done in one go, without any sloppiness, as if he had practiced it millions of times!

One sword, half a step to heaven, kill him!

"Buzz"

It was only then that the light from the old man's spear shattered.

It was only at this moment that the Purple Flame Sword that killed the three sword cultivators was withdrawn.

Until this moment, everyone in the void was dumbfounded, staring closely at Han Muye, who was standing across the sky with two swords in his hands.

Seriously, a peerless swordsman!

"good!"

Lu Chen stroked his palms and shouted loudly: "The sword light shoots like a rainbow and kills the enemy bandits with one breath. It's really fun!"

Han Muye held both swords in his hands, roared loudly, and charged back!

The light of the sword was faster than the meteor, and before the sword passed, the man had already fallen somewhere else.

When people and swords come together and separate, they undergo thousands of changes.

At this moment, in the void, only the light of swords could be seen, and no one could defeat a single sword!

Or a leaf from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, a single tree, a golden touch, or the crescent moon of the Yuehua Sword Sect, or the swordsmanship of Zhongzhou, or the swordsmanship of the East China Sea, the swordsmanship of the Cloud Sky Realm, or the swordsmanship of the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Unconsciously, Han Muye no longer focused on swordsmanship when holding the sword in both hands.

The sword has become the Tao, so why does it need to have skills?

Attack from a distance and stab at a close distance. The body moves with the sword. When the sword is there, the person is there. When the sword is gone, the person moves away.

The antelope hangs its horns and is fleeting.

Below, Lu Chen opened his mouth and wanted to recite a few lines of poetry, but he had no idea how to describe Han Muye at this time in poetry.

Su He and others held the Xuanyang Sword, gripped the hilt tightly, and their shoulders trembled.

How lucky I am to see such a sword cultivator today!

"This sword is so fast." I don't know who suppressed this sentence.

Then others nodded in agreement.

Lu Chen murmured: "How damn fast..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen's expression changed, he raised his hand to activate the war gun above his head, and shouted in a low voice: "Quickly retreat!"

retreat.

Have to retreat.

Ahead, a phantom with a hundred feet of black armor appeared.

Heaven realm, Nascent Soul overhaul.

Further away, waves of coercion came.

Lu Chen's golden spear was fixed in mid-air, unable to move forward.

Out-of-body overhaul!

Today's siege is being conducted by an out-of-body overhaul.

Otherwise, Lu Chen, who was at the Grandmaster level, would not be trapped and die in this wasteland.

In Zhongzhou, Lu Chen Kezhan was out of body.

In the face of the void and the out-of-body overhaul, the Confucian and Taoist masters could only protect themselves.

In this void, there are not only Nascent Soul strong men and out-of-body masters, but also several others.

Lu Chen knew why they came.

Therefore, he cannot leave today.

As for the Xuanyang Guards around him and Han Muye in front of him, it was not worth it to die with him.

Lu Chen took a step forward, and in mid-air, an illusory figure in a long robe and long sleeves appeared above his head.

"Buzz"

The moment this figure appeared, five tyrannical forces in the distance turned into snare chains and fell around Lu Chen, imprisoning him.

Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, his body was filled with purple human eyes and awe-inspiring aura, and his clothes and sleeves were fluttering, like a god.

"Han Muye, leave quickly."

Lu Chen shouted, then looked into the distance.

"We practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism, who practice benevolence and pursue righteousness, are all on the great road."

"Today Lu Chen is seeking righteousness for himself, and my path will never end."

His body was filled with human hope and awe-inspiring aura, as if it was about to burst into flames.

The spiritual light chains around him jingled, as if they were about to be shattered in the next moment.

In the void, my figure appeared.

Each one of them has a tall and straight figure and a bearing as high as a mountain.

After a major out-of-body repair, the soul condenses the soul and arrives.

This kind of out-of-body soul can travel thousands of miles in an instant, and its speed can be extremely fast in the void.

The five out-of-body overhauls suppressed him. Lu Chen's face was as dark as water, and he stood in the air holding a jade jade in his hand.

The next moment, there was a battle between the great monks in the void.

The battle between great monks can shatter thousands of stars and collapse the heaven and earth.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the sky.

There are five out-of-body spirits, some strong and some weak.

Standing at the front, the Yuan Shen wearing golden armor has a dignified aura on his body and has the marks of practice that are different from those of the Yun Tian Realm.

Han Muye had seen this mark before.

Fairy world.

The fairy world is fighting in all directions, has the cloud world also surrendered?

So this round of siege against Lu Chen was for the sake of the Tianxuan world behind Lu Chen?

"A Confucian and Taoist practitioner in the Tianxuan world is still a master." A smile appeared on the face of the golden-armored soul.

"Take it back and you can exchange it for a lot of fairy stones."

Treat practitioners as wealth.

Lu Chen had a gloomy look on his face, snorted coldly, and the aura of hope surged all over his body, causing the aura of awe to turn into a wheel of light and hit the surrounding chains.

"Little friend, can I ask you to help me take him away?" At this moment, a faint old voice came from Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he stood on the wasteland, lowered his head and said, "I wonder why senior didn't take action himself?"

The voice pondered slightly, and then sighed: "I am greedy and use my own way to integrate with this dying star avenue."

"I thought I could turn this star into my own realm and step into the realm of semi-saints. I didn't want to be burdened by it and not be able to walk for a hundred years. All my skills and deeds are integrated with this star."

"Now even if I want to take action, I can't do it."

He paused and said softly: "My name is Lu Yuzhou, and I am the deputy director of Zhongzhou Imperial City Academy. Lu Chen is my eldest son."

"I didn't expect that he would follow the blood aura I left behind and find him here."

"I know my little friend that you have extraordinary means, so I still ask you to take action."

Lu Yuzhou of Imperial City Academy.

Han Muye has heard of this name.

As the headmaster of Bailu Mountain Academy, Han Muye also paid attention to the news about the major revision of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou.

It has been a hundred years since Lu Yuzhou disappeared in Zhongzhou.

It is common for great monks to stay in seclusion for hundreds of years, and no one cares about it.

Unexpectedly, this person is trapped here.

Previously, Han Muye only regarded this star as a complete death, and there was still a trace of the way of heaven remaining.

It turns out that this is Lu Yuzhou's own way to survive.

Han Muye just used a bit of earth and stone to cover his tracks, but unexpectedly, he exposed himself in front of Lu Yuzhou, making him feel his own power.

"boom"

In the sky, the chains around Lu Chen were completely locked.

Lu Chen's power could not stop the five out-of-body overhauls.

What's more, the out-of-body master from the fairy world is obviously extremely powerful.

Behind them, all the Xuanyang guards looked desperate.

Life and death are small matters, but dereliction of duty is big.

Su He shouted loudly and led Xuanyang Wei behind him to fly forward.

It's just a moth flying into the flame.

Han Muye shook his head, put away his swords, and gently straightened his body.

"Since the senior entrusted me, then the junior will take action once."

Whispering in his mouth, the golden aura rising from Han Muye's body turned into a long sword.

The divine soul sword energy is the bones, and the awe-inspiring energy is the skin.

The sword light just started, and another long purple sword floated.

The meaning of the sword is the bone, and the spirit of human hope is the surface.

The two swords flew into the air, and the sight and aura of the people on them merged into one, turning into a ten-thousand-foot-long lightsaber.

When the sword came out, Wanli Void was directly suppressed.

There is no Tao in the void, this sword is the Tao.

The Tao exists, and the power of heaven and earth dominates the four directions.

At this moment, the dead stars seemed to wake up.

"Confucianism and Taoism, great master..." Lu Chen's eyes were filled with confusion.

How come he is the great master of Confucianism and Taoism when he is guarding Xijiang?

Su He and Xuanyang Guard behind him were frozen in mid-air, their eyes widening in horror.

Why did a great Confucian and Taoist master come?

The greatest Confucian and Taoist master in the world who kills people with a sword?

How did that swordsman who wielded his sword just now become a great master of Confucianism and Taoism?

"A thousand-mile sharp edge becomes a sword, cutting off the stars and turning them into frost."

The shadow of Confucianism and Taoism is revealed on Han Muye's head. He wears a robe with long sleeves and a high jade belt. He writes poems in his mouth, and the poems are combined with the sword.

Sword poem!

"boom"

The long sword slashed down, activating the power of poetry and prose, shining the light of the soul, and struck the top of the head of the immortal spirit world's great master Yuanshen.

Panic flashed across the face of the great master who had left his body. He raised a jade plate, a golden talisman, and a small jade clock in front of him.

magic weapon.

Each one is a magic weapon!

This great cultivator from the fairy world has three magic weapons hidden in his body.

With such a net worth, he can be called a wealthy man.

At this moment, Han Muye still had time to sigh in his heart.

Seeing the three magic weapons being chopped into pieces by the long sword, he still felt a sense of physical pain.

If only it were all my own...

"boom"

The magic weapon shattered, and the soul under the magic weapon was cut off with a sword!

There is the light of the soul on the sword, suppressed by the awe-inspiring energy. The power of the soul tries to gather but cannot. It vibrates several times and finally turns into nothingness, rising up into a spiritual light that reaches the sky.

The Yuan Shen who had undergone an out-of-body overhaul has fallen!

The great sword flew across the sky, with golden light shining on it.

Killing an out-of-body Dao Yuan Shen, and the sword is stained with the power of the Yuan Shen, which is a great tonic for the soul.

The wear and tear of this sword can be replenished to some extent.

Unfortunately, more of the soul's power dissipated and was absorbed by the stars below.

Even the fragments of the magic weapon were swallowed up by the stars.

How hungry is this...

"Jun Yuyang, you have been killed!" Someone among the remaining four souls who had left the body shouted loudly.

The other three also looked panicked.

"It's over, this is a direct descendant of a major clan in the fairy world, what should we do?"

Those out-of-body souls panicked and turned around to run away. I don't know whether they were frightened by the sword light in the air, or because the status of the great cultivator who was killed was really special.

The great monk ran away, how could the other practitioners from the Yuntian Realm dare to stay?

In an instant, the birds and beasts dispersed.

Han Muye regretfully dispersed the sword light above his head and felt the power of the soul gathering within it.

Poems are made with talent, and swords are blended with poems. The sword has the power of the soul, the awe-inspiring righteousness, and the endless hope. The soul is in front, and it can be cut with one sword.

This sword is completely the nemesis of the soul.

Han Muye felt that if he killed a few more souls, his soul could go further.

such a pity.

Of course, even if these out-of-body spirits did not leave, Han Muye would not draw his sword again.

His cultivation level can't sustain a few swords, so how could he waste it here?

"Han..." Lu Chen stepped forward with the chain around him shattered, held his hands in his hands, and spoke to Han Muye with an embarrassed look on his face.

Is it Zhenshou Han, or Grandmaster Han?

Han Muye smiled and bowed his hands to Lu Shen.

"Senior Lu Yuzhou, I'm glad you have lived up to your destiny."

Lu Chen's face froze, he was trembling all over, and he didn't dare to look back.

------Digression-----

Is there any break in the story this time?

Isn't it broken?

No?


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