Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 304, Nascent Soul Ninth Level, Han Muye fled like a lost dog (outbreak started on 2/2, please subscribe)
304, Nascent Soul Ninth Level, Han Muye fled like a lost dog (outbreak started on 2/2, please subscribe)
Shan Cang beside him was already trembling, but Han Muye's body was full of fighting spirit.
The sword of the soul in the divine treasure, the long sword of sword intention in the sea of qi, and the star spirit beads in the dantian, the three bodies combine to trigger the ten sword pills to turn into sword threads.
Turn sword into silk!
The soul resists the soul, and the sword intention and the power of heaven and earth are consumed.
The power in the Star Spirit Orb is like a torrent, supporting the consumption of the Soul Sword and the Sword Intent Sword.
Han Muye had a web of sword wire in front of him, blocking all the sharp edges.
A blow from a ninth level cultivator of Nascent Soul could not be blocked by force, but Han Muye's sword could be slowly blocked by the method of attrition.
Really blocked!
A strange color flashed in Yanyang's eyes.
This ant is stronger than imagined.
His eyes narrowed, flashing cold light, and he raised a golden steel fork in his hand.
If you block it, just take another shot.
At this moment, behind him, the purple incarnation of the Purple Leopard clan suddenly roared and rushed out.
"The power of swallowing blood?"
Yan Yang's expression changed.
I didn't expect that my own bloodline power would be interested in the four-tailed lynx bloodline.
This bloodline power is not very precious.
The purple cheetah pounced, but Shan Cang didn't even resist. After a few flutters, he was torn into pieces.
The cyan aura spread out and turned into a blood bead, which was swallowed by the purple cheetah.
Yan Yang laughed loudly.
The little reptile is just here to bring snacks to your own bloodline.
Is this an appetizer before taking the blood of the White Tiger clan?
Looking towards Han Muye who was still resisting, Yan Yang raised his eyes and looked thousands of miles away.
Over there, although Yan Heng is not out of trouble, he is almost there.
The Nascent Soul in the Heaven Realm, one level of cultivation becomes the other level of heaven.
The strength of the seventh level of Nascent Soul cannot be understood by those ants who have not even touched the edge of the heaven.
The sword array cannot hurt Yan Heng.
"boom"
Thousands of miles away behind me, there was a roar.
That was the strong man of the Purple Leopard clan being blocked.
When Yan Yang came to rescue Yan Heng, hundreds of powerful men from the Purple Leopard Tribe also rushed over.
Among them, there are nearly ten from Heaven Realm.
Thirty-six thousand nine-tailed cats formed an array, which was no match for those strong men.
But from Yan Yang's point of view, it can't be stopped for long.
This is the difference in bloodline power, and it is also the reason why the Purple Leopard clan has been seeking the bloodline of the White Tiger clan.
The stronger the bloodline, the more tyrannical the fighting power.
Whether the lynx or the green fox, they are just a tribe with weak bloodline. How can they be qualified to challenge the purple leopard tribe?
Coming here today is just a matter of death!
"I'm very curious, what price did the White Tiger clan spend to let you die?" Yan Yang sneered, raised his hand, and slapped Han Muye on the head with his palm.
He wanted to smash Han Muye's body to pieces, then lock up his soul and find out the reason.
At this time, Han Muye was still resisting the forward blade with all his strength, and there was no way he could receive this palm again.
With this palm shot, you can only wait for death.
Seeing the giant palm pressing down, a trace of blue flame appeared in Han Muye's eyes.
"Buzz"
The purple cheetah, which had devoured Shan Cang and was slowly recollecting the power of the fused bloodline, was vibrating with aura.
Its spiritual power instantly appeared in Han Muye's divine treasure.
Standing in Shenzang, before he could regain his senses, the giant sword of the soul slashed down directly.
With one sword, the spiritual body was shattered into pieces.
The sword light kept on, and he cut hundreds of swords in a row.
The purple cheetah's body was trembling, with green light all over its body. Four long tails floated behind it, and sword lights appeared around it.
With a roar, the cheetah flew out and smashed the giant palm that hit Han Muye's head.
Then, the cheetah's four long tails swept across, sweeping away all the sharp blades around Han Muye's body, turning them into evil spirits and dissipating them.
This change is completed in an instant.
When all the sharp edges disappeared and the purple cheetah stood in front of Han Muye, Yan Yang was still a little confused when he turned to stare at him.
The power of his own bloodline betrayed him?
No, there is no such thing as rebellion in the power of blood.
It's because he belongs to the power of blood.
Not right either.
At this moment, the mind of this ninth great demon of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul was completely blank.
On his body, green auras of light rose.
Bloodline power inheritance?
Lines of sword light flashed around him.
Swordsmanship memory?
Messy.
Extremely messy.
At this moment, Yan Yang felt as if his head was going to explode.
Not only him, but Yan Heng who was thousands of miles away was also at a loss.
He knows how to use a sword.
He understood the trajectory of the Blue Fox clan's sword formation.
The double-pointed short spear in his hand was filled with faint sword energy.
At this moment, he could shatter the sword array with just one strike of his sword.
However, the power of his blood suppressed him.
It is a kind of affinity that comes from the blood and bones.
Faced with the Green Fox clan that was surrounding and killing him, he couldn't make a move?
In the distance, sword lights rose one after another.
The sword light surged from the bodies of those strong men from the Purple Leopard Clan.
At this moment, they are extremely powerful.
With the integration of swordsmanship, their combat power increased several times.
However, facing the 36,000 nine-tailed cat clan who blocked the road first, they were unable to take action.
Originally, the blood power of their Purple Leopard Clan was countless times stronger than that of the Nine-Tailed Cat Clan, and there were many more powerful people.
But at this time, no one can take action.
This is an order from the blood.
If you take action, the power of blood will collapse.
Monsters without the power of blood will degenerate into ordinary monsters.
The war ended here.
Han Muye smiled and looked at the scorching sun in front of him.
If he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, he can use Confucianism and Taoism to crush Yan Yang with the power of his soul.
But in this secret realm, even if he tried his best, he might not be able to resist the ninth level of Nascent Soul.
From the beginning to the end, his plan was not how to kill the Nascent Soul Demon, but the incarnation of the Purple Leopard Clan's blood.
Shan Cang was swallowed up, triggering blood fusion.
With Shan Cang's power, he should have been swallowed up and fused without any resistance.
But the owner of Shan Cang is Han Muye.
Han Muye's own spiritual energy cultivation is at the level of talent, but his Confucianism and Taoism cultivation have reached the level of a grand master, and his soul can suppress out-of-body cultivation.
Therefore, the gods and souls fought, and the bloodline incarnation of the Purple Leopard clan was completely defeated.
Han Muye became the master who controlled the bloodline of the Purple Leopard clan.
Those who control the bloodline, be it Yanyang or Yanheng, the hundreds of thousands of Purple Leopards cannot violate the suppression deep in the bloodline and resist the murder of Han Muye.
At this point, Han Muye is invincible in the battle with the Purple Leopard Clan!
"Roar"
Yanyang roared wildly, transformed into a purple cheetah, flew up, turned around and ran away.
Unable to take action against Han Muye, the will to surrender in his bloodline is getting stronger and stronger. If he doesn't run away, he will really lose his resistance.
You can only run and leave the range affected by the power of blood.
With his cultivation level, he could suppress this sense of surrender in his bloodline as long as he was one hundred thousand miles away.
Han Muye chuckled lightly, and instead of chasing Yan Yang, the crane wings flashed under his feet, and then his figure appeared in front of Yan Heng.
Beside him was a purple four-tailed cheetah with eyes glowing with flames.
Yan Heng trembled all over, and finally lowered his head, the fighting spirit in his eyes dissipating.
Han Muye nodded to Bai Wuhen, turned into a stream of light, and chased Yanyang, who turned into a cheetah.
"As expected of Senior Brother Han..."
Unbelievably, they captured the Purple Leopard Clan, and even the great demons at the ninth level of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul fled for their lives.
Who can imagine this method?
"boom"
In the distant sky, there was the roar of sword light.
"Yanyang, you will die if you don't stop"
Han Muye's voice spread thousands of miles.
Bai Wuhen looked confused at first, then covered his face and laughed.
I'm afraid the entire secret realm will be frightened by such a scene, right?
The leader of the Purple Leopard Clan, Yan Yang, a powerful man in the secret realm, was being chased by a human sword cultivator.
How strong is this human sword cultivator?
"boom"
The second sword cry was heard thousands of miles away.
This speed surpasses countless powerful men above the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
With this speed alone, who dares to say that Han Muye is not at the fifth level of Heaven Realm Nascent Soul?
"Yanyang, suffer death!"
Han Muye's voice was full of spiritual pressure.
This soul power makes everyone in the world feel excited.
The speed of the fifth level of Nascent Soul and above, and the power of the soul that is unbearable in the heavenly realm, all show that Han Muye is a strong man who can dominate the wilderness!
"Yangyang, die quickly"
In the void, the sound spreads thousands of miles.
One by one, the big demons raised their heads, with horrified expressions on their faces.
Yan Yang, the leader of the Purple Leopard Clan, the ninth great master of the Nascent Soul.
Such a top expert is being hunted down?
As soon as the voice fell, a purple stream of light flashed out.
"It's really Lord Yanyang!"
"Master Yanyang was forced out of the demon body? Who could make Master Yanyang who transformed into a demon run away like this?"
Before the horrified monsters could think about it, a stream of light had already rushed past.
The speed is no slower than Yanyang, and there is endless pressure from the soul to carry him through.
The sword light flashes, and one sword can cut a thousand miles.
"Human race!"
"Sword cultivator!"
"When did there ever be such a strong human being in the wilderness!"
Everyone shrank their heads and did not dare to speak loudly.
At this moment, the White Tiger Clan and the Yellow Lion Clan stopped fighting, and countless masters looked at the sky blankly.
What kind of power can make Yan Yang run for his life?
"That swordsman who banished an immortal, is it true that he is so good?" The tall white-bearded old man, the leader of the White Tiger Clan, stood in mid-air and whispered.
The faces of several elites from the Southern Wilderness were all confused.
They didn't answer either.
Han Banxian, is he so strong?
When Qian Yiming, who was fighting against the Green Lion clan with several major forces, sensed the change in the sky, he was also confused.
How strong is Yan Yang?
The power of the ninth level of Nascent Soul.
Qian Yiming dared to fight at the seventh level of Nascent Soul because of the combination of his own strength and the secret treasure.
Let him fight against the ninth level of Nascent Soul, just to seek death.
But now, the great power of the ninth level of Nascent Soul is being chased by Han Muye all over the sky.
How strong is Han Muye?
"Hey, Commander Qian?"
Han Muye paused and looked down: "You have had a hard time fighting. Do you want me to help you kill these enemies with one sword?"
Hearing his words, those in the Blue Lion Clan Heavenly Realm and Half-Step Heavenly Realm were all covered in demonic light and stared at Han Muye cautiously.
Qian Yiming's mouth twitched and he shook his head: "Brother Han, just go about your business."
If Han Muye really draws his sword, don't let him die with it!
He knew Han Muye could do it.
Sure enough, a look of regret appeared on Han Muye's face in the sky, he shook his head, his body turned into a stream of light, and he slashed out with his sword towards the distant Yanyang.
The sword light shot thousands of miles away and cut through the void.
Using the power of the Sky Fox to transform a sword light, the one who could see through it would at least have a soul power that surpassed that of Han Muye.
Unfortunately, I haven't seen anything like this so far.
When the chasing two people flew over the Elephant Ear Mountain, Xiang Lingshuang, who was holding two teeth in his hands, raised his head.
"Ancestor, this is Senior Brother Han."
He spoke in a low voice towards the stone wall in front of him.
The stone wall shook, and there seemed to be a voice responding.
"Has he a chance to become the being who controls the Ten Thousand Demons Order?" Xiang Lingshuang whispered softly, his eyes flashing with light.
"If that's the case, then following him is also a good choice."
…
Between the green mountains, a jade-white figure walked forward, and suddenly the figure stopped.
"The great demon of the ninth level of Nascent Soul is being hunted down?"
"The person you're chasing is, that guy Han Muye?"
The crane with no arms had its innocent eyes shining brightly.
“Fun.”
With a movement of his body, he transformed into a thousand-foot-long giant crane without wings.
"chirp"
With a long hiss, the color of heaven and earth changes!
The ancient monster!
This is the true form of Tianhe!
There is an ancient monster blocking the way ahead!
Yan Yang's expression changed drastically, he turned around and ran away.
Han Muye's figure flew down and stood in front of Tianhe.
"Haha, that guy was scared by you and thought I could really stop him."
He Tian laughed and jumped on his feet.
"Actually, my real body doesn't have much power right now, so I really can't stop him."
Looking at Han Muye, He Tianzhen asked curiously: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. How come you are so strong that you can hunt down the Nine Great Demons of the Nascent Soul?"
Han Muye lowered his head to look at He Tianzhen, and said calmly: "Just like you, vain."
He Tiantian's expression changed drastically in an instant.
Imaginary?
Then he just stopped a Nine-level Nascent Soul Demon?
I really want to draw that big demon into a fight to the death, but the result...
"However, he can only be like a lost dog in front of me, Han Muye."
Han Muye shouted, and the sky crane's wings shook and turned into flowing light.
He Tianzhen laughed, his body flashed, and he followed.
interesting.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
[The beginning of Xuanwumen, it turns out to be Journey to the West]
There is a general whose Qi and blood are soaring into the sky, and his power can break mountains and rivers; there is a Tao that can calculate the secrets of heaven and know what is happening before and after; there is a Buddha who spits out lotus flowers from his mouth, and the Buddha's voice spreads hundreds of miles.