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449, I came here to save my senior from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

Qin Suyang, a half-sage in both Confucianism and Taoism, as well as in Alchemy and Taoism.

His swordsmanship is just a final touch now, just in the process of being sharpened.

Gongsun Shu said that if you become a semi-sage in swordsmanship, you are already at the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world. If you have the chance, you can directly become a swordsman saint.

In the land of Dao disputes, these two are invincible and rampant.

Seeing that these two people were arranged to wait here, everyone who came out of Tianxuan together was slightly stunned.

What kind of mission is it that requires these two to act together?

Behind Li San, Zhao Youzhi stood there with only one arm. If he hadn't paid special attention, no one would have seen him.

At this time, Zhao Youzhi's spiritual energy had converged, and not even a trace of sword intent could be seen.

But if you look closely at him standing there, you will feel a chill in your heart.

Without lingering in the void, everyone boarded the airship and moved forward quietly.

Jiang Han and others went to the bow of the ship and accompanied Lin Shen to control the flying boat, chatting from time to time about their experiences over the years.

In the cabin, Han Muye, Qin Suyang and others sat across from each other.

"Actually, when Danyuan Pavilion opened, I was wondering whether Wen Xiang would give up his position to you."

Qin Suyang said softly with a smile on his face.

Gongsun Shu on the side also chuckled.

How could ordinary people have a blind date with Wen when they are trying to refine their hearts in the world of mortals?

If you don't take it seriously, your literary appearance will not be revealed to outsiders.

In fact, Wen Mo Sheng deliberately let everyone know about his arrival as a test.

Han Muye smiled and nodded.

Although he and Wen Mo Sheng were from the same school, in fact, they didn't have much real friendship.

Wen Mo Sheng gave him the Tianxuan phase because he valued his ability to deal with people and his ability to control.

Since Tianxuan was handed over to Han Muye, both his strength and foundation, including all the allies, have undergone unimaginable changes.

I think Wen Mo Sheng and Chen Qingzhi must have many trump cards in their hands, but in today's Tianxuan situation, they would never have thought of it.

Twice, Tianxuan swept across and plundered countless wealth.

Contact all parties, including Tianzun’s allies.

Who among Tianxuan can have this kind of energy?

"Xiang Han, you sent a message saying that you want to rescue a Taoist fellow from Tianxuan. I don't know what the specific situation is?" Gongsun Shu looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

Although he and Qin Suyang were waiting outside, they didn't know what the specific mission was.

"Thousands of years ago, I, the master of Jiuxuan Mountain Sword Pavilion in Western Xinjiang, Mo Shenghua, left Tianxuan and went to the fairy world."

"Now he controls a world, but he is being hunted by the fairy world."

Han Muye recounted what he knew in a low voice.

A major cultivator who controls an entire world is indeed a powerful force during this war, and it is appropriate for him to go to the rescue.

What's more, according to Han Muye, he is still the elder of his sect.

No wonder most of the sword cultivators recruited this time were from Han Muye’s own sect.

After the task was set, everyone started making repairs in the cabin.

When Han Muye walked out of the cabin and onto the deck, he happened to see Li San standing aside.

"Why, the third sister doesn't go to see Senior Brother Deng Chungang?" Han Muye asked with a chuckle when he saw Li Xixi.

Li San shook his head.

"Now that I have practiced cultivation, some things have become insignificant."

"The scenery above the sky is dazzling. I want to see more of it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the cabin.

Ahead, Deng Chungang, who was driving the flying boat on the deck, trembled all over, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

Han Muye stepped forward slowly, and Lin Shen, Deng Chungang, Jiang Han and others all turned back.

"Boss Deng, this is all I can help." Han Muye said.

Deng Chungang smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, after I left Xijiang, I already knew that once I left, there would be some things that I couldn't go back to."

After saying that, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's okay, the road to cultivation is so long, and Third Sister's talent is better than mine, and she will definitely be able to live a long life in the future."

Among the Jiuxuan Mountain disciples present today are Deng Chungang, the genius of the year, and Jiang Han and others who were hanging around in the outer sect.

It was incredible to be together at this time.

Looking back on what happened on Jiuxuan Mountain back then, I feel very emotional.

Who would have thought that Senior Brother Han would have become Prime Minister Tianxuan Han.

Among them, there are also some who are in the digital heaven realm.

Heavenly realm, there was no heavenly realm in the entire Jiuxuan Mountain back then.

The Sword Pavilion is in the Battle Heaven Realm, and it takes a period of sixty years to practice a sword.

"Junior Brother Zhao, aren't your arms ready to recover?" Han Muye looked at the one-armed Zhao Youzhi.

Although Zhao Youzhi's aura was restrained, he could tell that Zhao Youzhi had already entered the heavenly realm at this time.

Even if it is the first time to enter the heavenly realm, it is still a real Nascent Soul cultivation that can reshape the body.

After hearing his words, the others also turned to look at Zhao Youzhi.

Zhao Youzhi shook his head and said softly: "The way to practice lies in one mind. Whether the body is disabled or not, it doesn't matter much."

He raised his head and looked forward, with a bright halo flowing in his eyes.

"The left-hand sword, I feel, is more suitable for me."

"If one day I need to repair the sword in my right hand, I will rebuild my body at that time."

Zhao Youzhi, who wields a powerful sword in his left hand, kills strangely.

Among them all, Zhao Youzhi's combat power is second only to Li San.

Several others nodded.

Hearing Zhao Youzhi say that cultivation lies in the heart rather than in the body, Han Muye also smiled.

If you practice and cultivate your mind, you will be able to realize it thoroughly, and then you will have no bottlenecks in your practice.

"Practice is a road of spiritual baptism." When Han Muye returned to the cabin, Mo Yuan, Tao Ran and others were sitting on wooden benches with indifferent expressions on their faces.

The aura on Mo Yuan's body was also solemn, and he was already at the fifth level of Nascent Soul.

This level of cultivation is lower than that of Patriarch Tao Ran, but the irrepressible sense of swordsmanship in him makes people feel that he is much more tyrannical than Patriarch Tao Ran.

Tuoba Cheng on the side has weaker kendo power, but his energy and blood are strong, and he has the power of the ancient mythical beast White Tiger.

It seems that he chose to take the blood purifying elixir that Han Muye left for him.

When Han Muye came to Zhongzhou, he gave several pills to Tuoba Cheng.

Among them is the elixir for purifying blood.

The flying boat moved forward and slowly left the Tianxuan defense line.

No one knew that the powerful men on this flying boat gathered at the pinnacle of Tianxuan swordsmanship.

After leaving the Tianxuan defense line, the flying boat's movements became more concealed.

In the cabin, Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint flash of spiritual light on his body.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Immortal Treasure Bowl, which was thousands of miles away, suddenly started to vibrate.

The Tianxuan army stationed under the alms bowl immediately took action.

In just one hour, Lu Yang led an army of three million people to follow Bowl and rush into the formation of the fairy army.

"boom--"

The golden Buddha's light shone everywhere, directly suppressing the fairy army formation.

Golden military formations appeared one after another.

These are the armies of fairy spirits that have been devoured and refined by the alms bowl over the years.

These soldiers were now covered in golden light, holding swords, guns and swords in their hands, and without hesitation, they rushed towards the military formation in front.

Be brave and fearless of death, and obey orders and prohibitions.

This is an army of puppets that have no sense of pain and only know how to rush and kill.

And with the impact of the military formation, the Buddha's light expanded to more and more locations.

In just a moment, the army of hundreds of thousands of fairy spirits was devoured.

In this battle, Xianbao Bowl finally showed the power that Xianbao should have.

The army was completely helpless before this treasure.

Only when the strong gather together can they resist the devouring force and compete with the Buddha's light with their own fighting power.

Tianxuan's army marched straight in and swept across millions of miles.

Just the Immortal Treasure Bowl can swallow up an army of millions.

An army of two million painless puppets came forward, and a big hole was torn open in the fairy line.

This was the first time Tianxuan took the initiative to attack.

This battle was inspiring and made all the Tianxuan frontline troops have the desire to counterattack.

For a time, fighting spirit surged on the front lines.

Tianxuan's army has been suppressed for so long that they have forgotten to counterattack.

If it continues like this, how can there be any hope for this struggle?

The front line was shaken, and the army of the fairy world had to be mobilized to block the gap.

"Okay, we can go." Han Muye said calmly as he watched the army of fairy spirits withdraw from the void ahead and the military formations left one by one.

Who would have thought that the Tianxuan army formed such an array just to create opportunities for them to cross the front line?

In fact, at this time, even Qin Suyang and others did not know what Han Muye meant.

Is it to allow the front line to launch a counterattack, or is it really to save people?

At this point, it seems that the victory achieved by the frontline is more useful than saving people, right?

"Buzz——"

The spiritual light flashed, and the speed of the flying boat was stimulated to the extreme.

Qin Suyang raised his hand, and a burst of awe-inspiring energy turned into a cloud barrier, covering the surrounding void.

By the time the cloud barrier cleared, the flying boat had long disappeared.

The army of fairies stationed in the void never detected the existence of the flying boat.

This is a flying boat crossing. If a large army is really moving forward, this covering method will not be enough.

This is also the reason why neither side engaged in this kind of interleaving tactic.

Dao struggle is an upright crushing, and it is useless to just rely on one or two beheadings and destruction.

What's more, who among the real upper echelons of the two parties is not the most powerful person?

The flying boat moved forward, following the direction in Han Muye's memory.

After traveling thousands of miles, we can only move forward slowly.

Even several semi-saints couldn't detect the whereabouts of Mo Shenghua who was surrounded and killed.

In the void, the role of spiritual thoughts is not as great as imagined.

Once the spiritual thoughts are dispersed, sometimes not only cannot they detect the person they are looking for, but their location is exposed.

"Three hundred thousand miles ahead, there are immortal spiritual practitioners who are out of body and are exploring with their spiritual thoughts." Qin Suyang narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

At this time, all the strong men were standing on the bow deck, staring ahead.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and asked Lin Shen and the others to fly the airship to a place covered with meteorites.

With the meteorite blocking them, they will not be exposed for the time being.

The flying boat landed on the meteorite, and everyone gathered their breath.

"Zhao Youzhi, go and kill a sword cultivator and bring back his sword." Standing in front of the deck, Han Muye said calmly.

Since we are on the front line, this is a military order.

Zhao Youzhi nodded and bowed, and his figure disappeared directly from where he was.

Those major cultivators all had straight faces.

These methods are not cultivation methods, but their own strength has been revealed in their bones, just like those monsters who have inherited concealment methods in their blood.

Without waiting for a moment, Zhao Youzhi flew back with an unsheathed long sword in his hand.

"Good job." Zhao Mingshu's eyes fell on Zhao Youzhi and nodded lightly.

Zhao Youzhi didn't seem to notice, but just stepped forward and handed the sword to Han Muye.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to hold the long sword, and sword energy poured into it.

A picture appeared in his mind.

"Move forward at full speed, no need to cover up." Han Muye's eyes flashed and he shouted in a low voice.

"boom--"

The spiritual energy on the flying boat exploded, directly breaking through the void.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles away, spiritual thoughts fell from the void one after another.

The sword light slowly rose from Han Muye's body.

On the deck, everyone is adjusting their own strength.

This is the hinterland of the fairy world, and even a powerful semi-saint like Qin Suyang dare not say that he will be able to return alive.

"boom--"

"boom--"

Only the sound of continuous roar came.

"Haha, come again -"

"I, Mo Shenghua, have never been afraid of sword cultivators in the world!"

Long laughter and the sound of sword whistling intertwined.

Ahead, spiritual light and sword light shined, shattering pieces of meteorites.

A figure wearing a blue robe and covered in blood crisscrossed among the meteorites.

Sword light accompanies him.

The light of this sword is bright and green, like fairy light.

Behind, hundreds of sword lights and auras turned into chains, and each bombardment weakened the cyan sword light.

"Come on! I, Mo Shenghua, only have swords in my life. Let's see who of you can break my sword!"

"Grandma, this is all you have? This sword isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

There was blood scattered in the long laughter.

The green sword light could not block all swords, but the sword light penetrated the green robe, and Mo Shenghua, who was running with the sword, seemed to be hurting someone other than himself.

"Stab-"

Even in such an adverse situation, he still forced out his sword and killed him with one strike.

A middle-aged swordsman wearing golden armor ran too fast and was pierced by the sword light, causing him to fall into the void.

Others slowly gathered around.

Mo Shenghua's body was covered in blood, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

He stood on a meteorite, holding a long sword.

"I've already killed enough."

"Mo Shenghua, the leader of Jiuxuan Sword Gate and Sword Pavilion in Tianxuan West Border, is here. Who is going to kill me?"

"Aren't you afraid of the whereabouts of the Xuan Jade Sword, an immortal treasure?"

"Whoever comes to kill me will search for my soul."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Let's see if my soul is as strong as the sword in my hand."

Mo Shenghua's eyes were filled with determination and he laughed out loud.

"Kill." An old voice came from the void.

Three rays of sword light hit Mo Shenghua.

"Sun Youdao, you're a fucking coward. I'm just sleeping with you and your daughter. What can you do to me?" Mo Shenghua laughed loudly and raised the sword in his hand with difficulty.

"when--"

With one sword strike, all three sword lights shattered.

Qin Suyang, wearing a blue Confucian robe, stepped forward and stood in front of Mo Shenghua.

"Tianxuan, Qin Suyang."

Qin Suyang looked at the figure hidden in the spiritual cloud in front of him and spoke calmly.

At this moment, the sword light on his body exploded and turned into an endless cloud of swords.

"Fuck, the way of swordsmanship has become a saint." Mo Shenghua's eyes widened, a look of envy flashed on his face, but his whole body was in pain and his muscles and bones were twitching.

"Two Saints of Tianxuan and a major master of swordsmanship, I never expected to catch such a big fish." Sun Youdao, who was wearing a green robe, slowly walked forward with a calm expression.

"Let me see who is here to save this Tianxuan waste."

Sun Youdao turned his eyes to the flying boat, and his expression turned solemn.

"boom--"

The rays of sword light were like pillars penetrating the sky and the earth, swaying away the darkness of the void.

"Tianxuan Sword Cultivator, Gongsun Shu, is here to save my fellow Tianxuan Sword Cultivator."

"Tianxuan Sword Cultivator, Zhao Mingshu, is here to save my fellow Tianxuan Sword Cultivator."

"Tianxuan Sword Cultivator, Qian Chengyuan, is here to save my fellow Tianxuan Sword Cultivator."



"Tianxuan Sword Cultivator, Jiuxuan Sword Sect Tuoba Cheng, is here to save my senior Jiuxuan Sword Sect."

"Tianxuan Sword Cultivator, Deng Chungang of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, is here to save my senior of Jiuxuan Sword Sect."



"Tianxuan, Han Muye." Sun Youdao looked at Han Muye standing on the bow of the ship, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"If I can kill you today, no matter how big the loss is, it's worth it."

He waved his hand, and countless spiritual lights lit up in the void.

The army encircled.


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