489, Interception, Han Muye kills three saints with one sword!
"Senior brother, aren't you interested in Yuntian Medicine Valley?"
In the flying boat, Mu Wan looked at Han Muye and whispered: "Otherwise, why would you leave if you knew so many people were interested in Yuntian Medicine Valley?"
After leaving Medicine Valley, Han Muye simply enjoyed sightseeing all the way.
Mu Wan didn't believe that her senior brother was really so idle.
"Yuntian Medicine Valley is the Holy Land of Alchemy in the Immortal Source World, and also the Holy Land of Alchemy in this world."
On the flying boat, Han Muye looked at Mu Wan who was sitting cross-legged in front of him and smiled: "Of course I'm interested."
If you are interested, then you still want to leave?
Mu Wan stared at Han Muye with big eyes.
"But Yuntian Medicine Valley is too loose, and too many people have their own little plans."
"This medicine valley is meaningless even if you hold it in your hands."
Han Muye's eyes were filled with depth as he looked into the void in the distance: "I'm just waiting for them to make a scene."
"For the most determined alchemy cultivators who remain, I will give them opportunities they never imagined."
Unexpected opportunity.
Are there enough ancient divine medicine gardens that are hidden in the ancient cloud galaxy and other voids and contain unimaginable elixirs?
From several explorations, Han Muye has learned the locations of hundreds of ancient divine medicine gardens.
Are the ancient divine court’s collections of alchemy classics and various alchemy inheritances sufficient?
Several Shenting treasure houses were opened, and with the help of searching the memories of divine generals and sword treasures, Han Muye had already located the location where the ancient Shenting library hall fell and collapsed.
The opening of this great hall that gathers together almost all the cultivation traditions of the ancient times must contain many alchemy inheritances.
Just taking out a little bit can make the alchemist go crazy at this time.
Are these considered opportunities?
Only those who practice alchemy with a firm mind are qualified to obtain it.
Mu Wan nodded, her eyes looking like many little stars.
Unimaginable opportunities.
My senior brother has so many good things in his hands that he can't even count them.
In the void, spiritual light flashed, and there seemed to be another chaotic fight.
Mu Wan couldn't remember how many times she had encountered him along the way.
Today's Shangtian Realm is indeed a mess.
From the Heaven Realm to the Void, there is competition among various sects everywhere.
"Canglang——"
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was heard, and it was obviously Zhao Yu and the others who took action.
Having figured out Han Muye's temper, he must take care of things like this, so he might as well take action directly.
According to Han Muye, isn't it our duty as a sword cultivator to punish the strong and support the weak when encountering injustice?
Sword cultivators should take care of other people's affairs.
Han Muye had told him several times that Zhao Yu and the others, as disciples of the Shangtian Sanjian Pavilion, could not stand their arrogance.
If you encounter a chaotic fight later, just draw your sword and settle the issue between the two parties.
As for whether the two parties will fight again after they leave, then ignore their affairs and just keep out of sight.
"when--"
The sound of swords clashing came from the void.
Then several more spiritual lights rose.
The sword of the sword pavilion disciple failed to calm down the fighting ahead, but instead caused a counterattack.
Zhao Yu snorted coldly, moved his figure, and flew forward.
The other disciples looked at each other and flew away, leaving only two Jiange disciples in green robes to stay and protect Feizhou.
"The sword pavilion is doing its job, and those who are idle should retreat."
The sound of Zhao Yu's violent shouting was heard, and the aura and sword light in the void ahead stopped.
The two Jiange disciples standing in front of the flying boat had smiles on their faces.
This is the power of Jiange.
It was accumulated over the past three days and countless years.
He was killed with the sword in his hand.
"Zhong Hai Yuhao, carefully protect the flying boat——"
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the front, followed by the resounding sound of swords and a shining spiritual light.
The expressions of the two sword pavilion disciples changed drastically. As soon as they drew their swords in their hands, they saw the spiritual light turning into chains, sealing them within a radius of ten feet.
The light array isolates them.
Someone wants to take action against Han Muye in the flying boat!
This is an interception against Han Muye!
The two sword pavilion disciples looked at each other in horror. The three sword pavilions appeared behind them. The swords in their hands were slashed out with all their strength, but they could only cause the light array to vibrate slightly.
can not go out!
It’s over!
Fear and despair flashed in their eyes.
If Han Muye is intercepted and killed here, Jiange's face will be completely lost!
This is the time of dispute in the Heaven Realm. For Jiange, face is strength.
Once the tyrannical image is broken, it will attract countless hungry wolves to bite.
Yuntian Medicine Valley is a lesson learned from the past!
"boom--"
A sword struck the light formation, and the disciple of Jiange holding a long sword gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Zhong Hai, with our means, it will take at least a quarter of an hour to break through this formation."
"How about I blow up the sword pavilion?" There was absolute determination on his face.
Hearing what he said, the disciple of Jiange named Zhong Hai shook his head: "Junior brother Yu Hao, there is no need to be like this. The other party is just pestering us to show that they do not dare to confront me in Jiange."
"Besides, Han Mu's combat power is far superior to ours. Even if we get out of trouble, it won't be of much help to him."
Taking a breath, he stared at the light array in front of him: "If he can't even withstand this battle, he is not qualified to have so much wealth, let alone be valued so much."
…
At this time, on the flying boat, Han Muye and Mu Wan were already standing side by side in front of the deck.
In front of the flying boat, more than a dozen practitioners wearing black robes slowly gathered.
The aura on their bodies was reduced, and their faces were indifferent and solemn.
It's just that his magnanimity is obviously not something that ordinary young practitioners can possess.
"Han Muye?"
The leading Taoist with gray hair and a colorful jade belt tied around his waist looked at Han Muye and spoke calmly.
Han Muye's eyes fell on these people and he chuckled: "Want a spiritual stone or a treasure?"
His words made everyone slightly stunned.
So refreshing?
Before the leading Taoist could answer, Han Muye had already shaken his head: "I really can't understand why you are willing to offend Jiange just for the sake of some spiritual stones and treasures. Don't you take Jiange seriously?"
Hearing his words, the leading Taoist laughed and pointed at Han Muye: "I knew you were going to use Jiange to make tiger skin."
"But my Guangyuan Sword Sect doesn't accept this trick."
"We rebellious sword cultivators will not obey his sword pavilion's orders."
The smile on his face faded, and the Taoist stared at Han Muye coldly: "Besides, you are not a disciple of Jiange. Jiange will not go to war for you, an outsider, at this time."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After his words fell, there was a faint aura and sword light gathering on the practitioners behind him.
In the distance, the roaring and cracking sounds were louder, and it was obvious that the battle with Zhao Yu and the others was extremely fierce.
This voice made everyone here frown.
"Guangyuan Sword Sect?" Han Muye had a playful smile on his face.
"You, an outsider, don't know that I, the Guangyuan Sword Sect, are normal," a Taoist priest carrying a long sword floated on his body and stared at Han Muye: "I'm afraid you only see the sword pavilion in your eyes."
He raised his hand and activated the long sword behind him. The sword light condensed into a line and struck head-on towards the flying boat and Han Muye on the flying boat.
In this sword, the sword intention is revealed.
But not much.
A practitioner who is only at the third level of the Golden elixir.
Han Muye shook his head, and the smile on his face faded.
"boom--"
The soaring sword intent suddenly burst out, and the sword light shone through the void!
The lingering coldness is like the eternal ice, making people's hearts tremble and unable to control themselves.
The meaning of this sword was like a mountain, and it directly shattered the flying sword light.
The sword cultivator who drew the sword widened his eyes and trembled all over, unable to even stand in the air.
"Next time you are a gunman for someone, listen more and watch more."
Han Muye spoke calmly, raised his hand and took the scattered sword light into his hand. A burst of sword energy was poured into his hand, and the scene appeared in his mind.
He turned his eyes to the other pale-faced practitioners: "It's okay if you are not afraid of the power of the sword pavilion. Even the Guangyuan Sword Sect dares to challenge it. You are really looking for death."
He didn't take any action, but the sword light vibrated and roared in the void.
The faces of the sword cultivators turned pale, their whole bodies were trembling, and their mouths were bleeding.
The vibration of the soul of the sword caused their sword hearts to collapse. This punishment was not too severe, but it also made it impossible for them to improve their cultivation in this life.
"Let me guess who is so bold as to intercept and kill me in front of Jiange."
Among the sword cultivators, he could only see himself as a lone practitioner of the fifth heaven that had now collapsed. Several other people had similar identities to him.
As for the leading people, their identities are not clear at all.
Those people who recruited them just said that if they wanted to kill a fat sheep, they would be given enough benefits.
Anyway, there is chaos everywhere nowadays, and it is the opportunity that grabs the goods.
There are countless people doing this in the void right now.
Han Muye deduced several details in the picture and figured out the identities of the leading people.
Wuyang Pavilion.
"Besides the Yuling Dao Sect, there is probably no one else who dared to intercept and kill him in front of the sword pavilion in the past three days, right?" Han Muye said softly.
Yuling Daozong!
Those sword cultivators all had secret joy in their eyes.
The bet was right.
Just saying that he must not be an ordinary person if he dares to lead them to intercept and kill the people protected by Jiange.
Hold tightly to the thighs of Yuling Daozong, you will have a bright future and endless opportunities in the future.
A smile flashed across the face of the leading Taoist. Before he could speak, he heard Han Muye speak again: "But the Yuling Taoist Sect is not going to do such a hideous thing."
The Yuling Dao Sect is the largest sect in the Dao sect and has nothing to do with Jiange. If you really want to intercept and kill them, why hide them like this?
Han Muye's words made the Taoist smile freeze on his face.
Everyone else was also stunned.
"In the past three days, there was only one sect that dared not admit what it did, kept its head and tail hidden, stirred up disputes, profited from them, and liked to take advantage of it, right?"
Han Muye shook his head and said softly: "Junior sister, which one do you think it is?"
His words made Mu Wan cover her mouth and laugh out loud.
"Senior brother, do you still need to guess?"
"It must be Wuyang Pavilion."
"You sell those tea leaves in Medicine Valley, but they are so jealous."
Wuyang Pavilion!
The sword cultivators looked at the people in front of them.
No more guessing.
The changes in the auras and expressions of these people have revealed everything.
This is the case for people who practice business. They appear to be cunning, but in fact they have extremely bad character.
When someone revealed his identity, he was immediately filled with panic.
"Hmph, you're bluffing." The leading Taoist no longer concealed his murderous intention, and his aura suddenly burst out.
The aura shone brightly and collided with Han Muye's sword light, creating a majestic surge.
This is an extremely powerful monk!
Just with this strong spiritual light, the Taoist spirit has already reached the level of others and it has become a Taoist realm of its own.
A half-saint is still the strongest among semi-saints.
"Buzz——"
Another green-robed Taoist also had spiritual light rising from his body.
Immediately afterwards, sword light swirled around another sword cultivator.
Three Half Saints Overhaul!
This is the real interception!
The few practitioners who were just trying to make soy sauce were full of fear and their legs were trembling.
In a battle between three half-saints, what are they doing here?
Are they eligible to participate?
After hundreds of years of practice, they are not stupid, and they instantly figured out the reason.
Just taking the blame.
Use their corpses to take the blame.
There was despair on several people's faces.
When Han Muye is killed, they will surely die!
"Take action to avoid a long night and many dreams." The Taoist priest shouted lowly, and the aura in his hand activated a long gray whip and wrapped it directly towards the flying boat.
The sword lights and magic weapons of the other two people directly hit Han Muye.
The void was imprisoned by these three attacks, as if it was about to be shattered.
"Haha, three and a half saints." Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said softly: "How much do you look down on me?"
despise!
The sword light flashed, and a long sword flew out from the sword case behind Han Muye.
Wanhe sword.
Lingbao!
"Buzz——"
The long sword turned into thousands of sword lights, and with one twist, the three attacks in front of him were all shattered.
The sword mark on the magic weapon stick was three inches deep and was almost cut off by a sword.
The long sword in the sword cultivator's hand had been cut into three pieces by one sword strike.
The worst thing was that the Taoist who used the whip was twisted into countless pieces.
The expressions on the faces of the three people changed drastically, and they retreated in panic towards the back.
Such swordsmanship and such treasures are beyond their reach!
The information provided by Du Chengshan is completely wrong!
Unfortunately, their retreat was not as fast as Han Muye's sword.
Han Muye's face was cold, he raised his hand, and his aura exploded.
The soul of swordsmanship disperses into the sword light, causing thousands of long swords to gather into one sword, and one flashes.
Hide empty.
No form.
Ten Thousand Swords Return to One.
One sword and three moves, the sword light turned with blood.
"boom--"
Three beams of light soared into the sky.
One sword, kill three and a half saints!
Three powerful semi-saints from the Three Heavens Sect were killed with just one sword, unable to even escape.
The Half-Saint Daxiu fled with all his strength. Not many people in this world should be able to stop him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But at this time, the three half-saints who fled with all their strength were killed with a sword.
Mu Wan's eyes flashed brightly as she stood beside Han Muye.
The few practitioners who were huddled in the same place were completely stunned.
"boom--"
A sword light slashed out in the distance, and then Zhao Yu, who came with the sword, was filled with evil energy flying down.
Several other Jiange disciples followed closely behind.
But when they landed in front of the flying boat, they were all dumbfounded.
The spiritual light inspired by the Three Semi-Saint Great Cultivation Fall has not dissipated yet.
It will take at least half a day for the aura of the fallen powerful monk to dissipate completely.
"This -" Zhao Yu's eyes widened and he looked at Han Muye, whose sword light had not yet completely subsided.
"It's just a clown." Han Muye shook his head and led Mu Wan towards the cabin.
"Just keep these guys, it would be a pity to kill them."
Han Muye's voice came.
Zhao Yu and others turned their heads and looked at the practitioners who were dumbfounded.
A quarter of an hour later, the flying boat flew away under the protection of several sword lights.
Only a few shivering practitioners were left.
After a while, many streams of light flew down from all around.
Half a day later, Wuyang Pavilion intercepted and killed the disciples of Jiange Pavilion, but was eventually defeated. News of the death of the three semi-saint cultivators was spread.
"What kind of treasure left behind by our seniors would make the three Half-Saints of Wuyang Pavilion intercept and kill it?"
"Even if you intercept and kill Jiange, it must be a valuable treasure!"
"Jiange killed three half-saints in one move. It is worthy of Jiange..."
Jiange is Jiange after all.
But more people quietly followed the flying boat and went deep into the void.
Treasures and opportunities have always made people excited and desperate.
"Brother Han, thank you very much." Zhao Yu looked at Han Muye standing on the deck and spoke in a low voice.
This time, Jiange not only did not lose face, but also became famous.
But Zhao Yu himself knew that it was Han Muye who killed the three Half-Saints.
Instead, they, the people in the Jiange, were dragged and couldn't escape, and couldn't even rescue the flying boat. It was really embarrassing.
"There is no need for this." Han Muye waved his hand, looked ahead and said, "I have a deep connection with Jiange."
If Han Muye had said this in the past, Zhao Yu and the Jiange disciples around him would have despised him.
Who can have a relationship with Jiange?
But when Han Muye said these words, their faces became even more joyful.
A strong swordsman who can kill three semi-saints with one sword is a master that is hard to find in today's Shangtian Domain and in today's Sword Pavilion.
"It's over there." Han Muye looked at a lonely star surrounded by meteorites in front of him and spoke softly.
Zhao Yu looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "That's it."
The flying boat stopped, and Zhao Yu and the Jiange disciples began to explore around.
Han Muye led Mu Wan to fly down several meteorites to see the surrounding scenery.
"Don't tell me, walking in the void is really a lot more interesting."
"How could we see such scenery if we didn't practice spiritual practice?"
Walking hand in hand with Han Muye, Mu Wan whispered softly.
What others see as a dangerous place and the secret place of their predecessors, in the eyes of these two people, is a rare place of solitude and a romantic scenery.
There is really love in the eyes, and there is no scenery anywhere.
When they returned from walking around, Zhao Yu and others were already waiting in front of the flying boat.
"The place where my senior is enthroned is on this star."
"It's just that the power of death spreads on it and the spiritual energy is exhausted. If we set foot on it, our combat power will be reduced."
Zhao Yu had a solemn look on his face and spoke in a low voice.
Han Muye had encountered this situation when he rescued Lu Yuzhou.
The stars are dead and silent, and the spiritual energy cannot survive.
A practitioner's fighting power can only rely on his own strength, and cannot mobilize the power of heaven and earth, let alone the blessing of heaven.
"Also, there are a lot of tails falling from behind." Zhao Yu's expression became much gloomier.
Elsewhere, their sword pavilion is not afraid of siege.
But if you go to the Dead Star and your combat power is greatly reduced, then the situation will be different.
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he looked at Han Muye.
This senior secret place was known to him, and he proposed to explore it.
But unknowingly, Han Muye has become the leader of this investigation.
This is the result of the influence of strength.
In the world of spiritual practice, strength is the most important thing.
"Let's go, we're here." Han Muye waved his hand to put away the flying boat, and walked hand in hand with Mu Wan, straight into the dead stars.
Watching the two people fall into the stars, Zhao Yu turned to look at the people around him.
"Junior brothers, you can keep the treasure, but you must protect Brother Han and Fairy Wood."
"Especially the Wood Fairy."
Several people nodded, and with a flash of sword light, they rushed into the stars.
After a while, auras of spiritual light and sword light flashed around him, and followed him into the stars.
…
The Dead Star is almost the same, a desolate place.
As soon as Mu Wan landed on it, she frowned and whispered: "Senior brother, these stars make me feel a little uncomfortable."
Han Muye turned to look at her, nodded, and waved his hand, shrouding her with a golden halo.
"It should be that the power of death has affected your mind."
Sure enough, with the power of the golden soul isolated, Mu Wan felt much better.
However, she still looked around strangely, as if there was some prying power coming towards her.
But when she looked again, she couldn't see clearly at all.
Fortunately, with Han Muye by her side, she wasn't afraid.
As Han Muye moved forward, towering mountains, dry river beds, and weathered cities were all revealed one by one.
"In worldly practice, the power of time and space is the most difficult to control."
"Even the greatest treasure in the world cannot withstand the passage of time."
Han Muye looked at the city ahead and spoke softly.
Mu Wan nodded.
She is still extremely far away from controlling time and space. These things can only be understood by listening to what Han Muye said.
"Look at the structure of this star world, it was also a prosperous place at the beginning."
"Junior sister, do you want to see what this star looked like back then?"
Han Muye's words stunned Mu Wan.
See what it looked like back then?
What do you think?
Seeing her confusion, Han Muye chuckled and said, "It's just looking back ten thousand years to a dead star."
"It's not difficult."
He raised his hand, and a gray halo flashed away in his hand.
In an instant, the whole star turned into green, with mountains and mountains, crowds of people, and palaces in a row!
Zhao Yu and others who had just landed, as well as those practitioners from all walks of life who had just entered the stars, all looked at the scene in front of them in horror, and were completely at a loss for a moment.
