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508, number one in swordsmanship, compete with the strongest

One hundred steps, one hundred battle platforms.

The sword in Han Muye's hand was extremely sharp.

All the puppets in front of him can't stop him in the slightest.

When he reached the hundred battle platforms, he was already one of the top ten strong men to rush here.

"Sure enough, Prime Minister Tianxuan Han is truly the ninth master in the world."

On top of the meteorite, a Taoist wearing a green robe with a green leather gourd hanging around his waist looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

"I'm afraid it's not just as simple as being the ninth in the world. Prime Minister Han can surpass hundreds of battle platforms within ten breaths." Someone whispered with bright eyes.

Except for Wutian Tianzun, who else is not getting more and more difficult on the battlefield?

Han Muye stepped onto the 100th battle stage too fast.

"The other strong men are all trying to figure out how to use the puppets on the battlefield. If not, they shouldn't be too slow." On the other side, a strong Taoist from the Shangtian Domain spoke up.

He looked at the Taoists who were passing through more than 130 battle platforms, with a hint of complexity on his face.

Several other powerful Tianzun have arrived behind the 150 battle platforms.

I don’t know how long it will take Han Muye to catch up with this one.

"After the Hundred Battle Platforms, the puppet fighting method is different, and we will learn from the passers--" The old man who spoke paused.

How can we learn from Han Muye's method of crossing hundreds of battle platforms?

Everyone looked at Han Muye to see him take one step forward.

"boom--"

A long sword appeared directly above Han Muye's head.

The puppet on the 101st battlefield has not yet fully transformed, but has already been thrust out with a sword.

This sword is exactly the same as the sword that Han Muye used before!

This kind of swordsmanship is truly mysterious!

How would Han Muye respond to such a sword?

Whether they were strong men from the Heaven Realm or masters from other realms, they were all staring at Han Muye.

"Stab-"

When Han Muye landed on the battlefield, his sword had already been thrust out in advance.

This sword is faster and more dangerous than the puppet's sword.

The sword edge passed directly through the puppet's armpit, piercing the puppet's body.

"Bang——"

The puppet's body exploded and turned into clouds and dispersed.

As long as it is faster, it will be stronger.

It's that simple.

"Previously, Prime Minister Han retained too much of his sword." A Taoist with a long sword in his hand and a pale face said in a low voice.

He clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and a bright halo appeared in his eyes.

"Stab-"

He drew his sword and thrust it out.

"No, this sword is too slow. Prime Minister Han just drew the sword from this angle..."

He stared at Han Muye who had already set foot on the 102nd battle platform.

Han Muye stepped onto the battlefield, the sword in his hand was exactly the same as the previous sword, the sword flashed and thrust straight out.

"That's it, that's it, that's it..."

The sword cultivator tightened his grip on the sword, the sword intent on his body was solidified, his eyes were fixed, and he stabbed out with the sword.

"boom--"

On the battlefield, the puppet in front of Han Muye shattered into pieces. Before the sword in the puppet's hand stabbed Han Muye, he was pierced through the body by Han Muye's sword.

"Stab-"

Outside the battle platform, the sword cultivator thrust out his sword, and in the vast void in front of him, a sword light pierced through, leaving a bright and dark sword mark.

Everyone on the meteorite turned around and looked at the sword cultivator holding a long sword with a smile on his face.

"That's it, that's it!"

The sword cultivator smiled and sheathed his sword, slowly closing his eyes, and the sword intent in his body became stronger and stronger.

Is this a realization?

Many people showed envy on their faces.

Those who come here are all failed masters and are the strongest people in this world.

Their cultivation, swordsmanship, and Taoist skills have already reached the peak that they can pursue and their talents can reach. It will be extremely difficult for them to go further. What they need is opportunity.

It's still such a great opportunity.

Today, this master of swordsmanship, who has reached the saint level, was inspired and gained insights while observing Han Muye's sword. Who wouldn't want such an opportunity?

Unknowingly, many people have set their sights on Han Muye, hoping that they will be the next to receive the opportunity and enlightenment.

Not to mention, if you really look at it, many people will also discover the difference between Han Muye and other challengers.

Han Muye passed three levels in a row and crossed three battle platforms, still with one sword.

On each fighting platform, the speed of drawing the sword is one minute faster.

Every sword hit the puppet before its sword was about to hit him.

Although it is dangerous, this kind of control is really amazing.

A slight difference can make a huge difference.

"boom--"

An old man wearing a gray Taoist robe has Taoist meanings intertwined with him.

On top of the meteorite, those watching all turned their heads.

The somewhat cloudy halo in the old man's eyes was now completely clear.

"It has been more than 139,000 years since I entered the realm of saints after entering cultivation and entering the realm of saints 3,800 years ago."

A powerful person who has been in the saint realm for more than 100,000 years.

Such a strong man has so many cards in his hand.

"Since becoming a saint and taking charge of the sect, the progress of cultivation has been slow and difficult to show for thousands of years." The Taoist looked at Han Muye in front of him and stepped on a fighting platform again, stabbing out his sword again, his eyes bursting with energy.

"I thought all saint realms were like this, but it turns out I was wrong."

Seeing Han Muye's sword pierce the puppet, and seeing the puppet's sword stop half an inch in front of Han Muye, the Taoist smiled lightly, and the Taoist spirit in his body circulated, turning into a surge of fighting spirit.

"Tianxuan Han is the ninth prime minister in the world, but he actually killed himself."

"Living towards death, this is the practice!"

Live to die!

On the battlefield, Han Muye did not use his sword to leave a way out for him.

Hearing the Taoist's words, everyone stared at Han Muye, recalling that from the moment he stepped onto the battlefield, until here, every sword strike was fast and accurate, leaving no escape route for himself or the puppet.

If the puppet is not broken by this sword, he himself will definitely be injured by the opponent's sword.

If the sword was really used, Han Muye would be knocked out of the battle, even if his life was safe.

Given his status, if he was knocked out of the battle stage so easily, it would damage his reputation and be comparable to a catastrophe.

The most reliable method is to cross the battlefield with completely overwhelming combat power.

But Han Muye clearly chose the most risky and unsolvable path.

This is putting yourself to death.

Put yourself to death and live again.

Therefore, when everyone looked at Han Muye now, it was different.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is still a sword, but this sword has vigorous vitality.

This sword has an edge and aura that no one can look directly at!

This sword is irreversible, it is the persistence of swordsmanship!

"It would be really scary to be an enemy of such a sword cultivator..."

Someone whispered.

These words made everyone around him nod slightly.

This kind of enemy who leaves no escape route for himself will face life and death once he turns against him.

For the powerful people who came here, they were already used to being aloof and controlling the life and death of others.

Now it is really difficult for them to adapt to the life-and-death struggle with others.

Han Muye is already at the top of the world, Prime Minister of Tianxuan Kingdom, why is he still so cruel to him?

"Prime Minister Tianxuan, he carries more than I imagined." Someone's eyes flashed.

Who would be willing to fight like this if they weren't forced into a desperate situation?

"boom--"

Ahead, Han Muye stabbed out with his sword and shattered another puppet.

His body flashed and he had passed the 140th battle platform, surpassing the one in front.

From the moment he stepped onto the battlefield to the moment when there were only six powerful men left in front of him, Han Muye spent no more than a cup of tea.

If you don't fight, then give up. Now that you are on the battlefield, you should give it your all.

Half an hour later, Han Muye surpassed Yuzhen Tianzun.

Become the fourth existence.

An hour later, Han Muye passed Yuzhi Tianzun in front, leaving only Jia Wu who had reached the 500th battle platform, and Qi Yu Daozu who was at the 321st battle platform.

Han Muye's location is at the 293rd battle platform.

At this time, Qi Yu Daozu held a long sword with flashing green light. Every time the sword light flashed, gray and black space cracks appeared.

The puppet shuriken in front of him also carries the power of shattering the void. Every time it strikes him, his body shakes slightly.

After ten sword blows, the puppet's figure paused and collapsed.

Standing still on his sword, Qi Yu turned around and looked behind him.

The light in his eyes flashed.

Just behind dozens of battle platforms, Han Muye reached the extreme speed with his sword, thrust out with one sword, and pierced the puppet's body before the same sword was thrust out.

Same as before.

Half an hour ago, Qi Yu had turned around and watched Han Muye draw his sword.

Fast and hard.

This sword still brings this kind of sword cultivation to its extreme.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yu stepped forward and appeared on the next battle platform.

"Buzz——"

Behind him, a puppet suddenly appeared with a sword in his hand, carrying a concussive force.

Qi Yu turned around and raised his sword lightly.

"when--"

The two swords struck each other, and he took a slight step back. The puppet flew down five feet away, then he tapped his toes and drew his sword again.

The sword light shone brightly and quickly, and Qi Yu flew away with his sword again.

With three consecutive sword blows, Qi Yu was suppressed and could only defend.

"snort."

With a cold snort, behind him, the eight-story sword tower appeared.

"Qi Yu Daozu has summoned the sword tower!"

"Get serious!"

"The number one swordsman, he is also anxious."

Those practitioners who had retreated stood on the meteorite and looked up at Qi Yu, who was shining in the sword pavilion behind him.

Han Muye's speed was too fast and his swordsmanship was too good, which threatened Qi Yu's status.

How long can Qi Yu remain the number one in swordsmanship in the spiritual world?

"boom--"

The long sword in the sword pavilion shot out like a torrent, smashing the puppet into pieces.

Qi Yu stepped out of the fighting platform without hesitation and appeared on the next one. The sword pavilion floated behind him, and the sword light did not restrain itself and directly smashed the puppet that had just appeared.

The twelve battle platforms passed through until the 335th battle platform. When Qi Yu stepped on it, there was no figure of the puppet.

"Stab-"

A sword appeared in front of Qi Yu.

The power of space!

This puppet actually controls the power of space that only the powerful Tianzun has the opportunity to control.

Obviously, the performance platform has judged Qi Yu Daozu to be a powerful deity.

"when--"

Qi Yu blocked the sword light with the sword in his hand, and then the sword tower sword behind him turned into a dragon, rolled back, and shattered the puppet.

The sword pavilion emerged, and Qi Yu was invincible. When he reached the 360th battle platform, he was blocked by the extremely fast puppet, which caused a long dragon of sword light to circle around.

This battle took nearly half an hour before the puppet was chopped to pieces with a sword.

When Qi Yu, who was panting slightly, looked up, his whole body was shocked.

At some point, Han Muye was only separated from him by the number of three battle platforms.

Han Muye has also arrived at the 356th battle platform.

Although they were traveling in different directions, were far apart, and were isolated by formations, Han Muye still seemed to sense the gaze of Qi Yu Daozu as he stabbed out his sword.

The sword light paused for a moment, then slowly withdrew. Han Muye nodded towards Qi Yu and dispersed.

The next battle platform.

"Stab-"

Han Muye drew his sword and swept across it. The puppet that just appeared was cut into two pieces with one strike!

He took one step forward and reached the next fighting platform. The sword in his hand swept across from the left.

"boom!"

The puppet shattered.

Taking another step, the sword swept across from the right, cutting off the puppet's sword that was blocking the sword, and then chopped its body into pieces.

Three hundred and sixty battle platforms!

Han Muye stepped onto the 360th battle platform and was on the 360th battle platform with Qi Yu!

The two are facing each other, separated by countless spaces, but they have extraordinary significance.

This is the look between two of the world's top kendo masters.

This means that both swordsman masters have the opportunity to compete for the first place in swordsmanship, and both have the strength to sweep the world.

For Han Muye, if he surpasses Qi Yu, his ranking will be considered the second in the world, second only to Wutian Tianzun, and his swordsmanship will be directly recognized as the first in the world.

"when--"

Han Muye did not draw his sword, but raised his hand to block the slashing sword of the puppet in front of him.

This was the first time since he stepped onto the battlefield that he did not take the initiative to draw his sword.

"when--"

The sword thrust by the puppet was also blocked.

"when--"

He cut again and was still blocked.

Han Muye stood where he was, with the sword in his hand covering his body for three feet, standing still.

"when--"

"when--"



There was an endless sound of sword chants.

In everyone's eyes, Han Muye was swinging his sword freely, and the three feet in front of him were completely restricted.

"It is rumored that great sword cultivators in ancient times claimed that within three feet, I am invincible." A middle-aged man in Taoist robes stared at the three feet of green light in front of Han Muye and murmured.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "This is within three feet, and I am invincible." A young man with swords entwined behind him breathed out his sword intent.

Qi Yu Daozu stared at the sword light in front of Han Muye, and the sword pavilion behind him shook.

He turned around, took one step forward, and then entered the next fighting platform.

"Stab-"

The moment he turned around, Han Muye stabbed out with his sword, shattering the puppet that had cut off the sword light.

When he disappeared on the battlefield, the sword light struck by the puppet had not dissipated yet, leaving a bright scene on the battlefield.

"boom--"

Daozu Qi Yu shattered another puppet and turned around to see Han Muye's sword still shining brightly in front of him, blocking a three-foot space.

When he turned around, the puppet in front of Han Muye shattered.

After ten battle platforms, Qi Yu Daozu sighed softly, and after smashing the puppet in front of him with a sword, he did not move forward, but sat cross-legged like many practitioners.

At this moment, the practitioners who were watching outside Shen Muyuan all had complicated expressions.

Qi Yu Daozu, the supreme elder of Jiange and the number one swordsman in the way of swordsmanship, gave up his confrontation with Han Muye and gave up his position as the number one in the way of swordsmanship.

This is the final choice of the veteran strong man, and it also represents the enterprising latecomer, Tianxuan Han Xiang, becoming the number one in swordsmanship in this world!

"Stab-"

The long sword smashed the puppet, and Han Muye slowly turned around and bowed his hand to Qi Yu Daozu.

Then, he took a step forward, with sword intent and fighting intent intertwined in his body. The sword of the soul that soared into the sky caused the void to tremble. He stepped onto the battle platform and smashed the protective formation of the battle platform with one sword.

Han Muye looked up to the sky and roared, and the sword in his hand burst into extremely bright light, leading his body across the battle platforms.

Fight!

At this time, there was only one person in front of Han Muye.

Endless God.

After winning the first place in swordsmanship, Han Muye chose to compete head-on with the world's number one Wu Tianzun!

At this moment, both the practitioners on the meteorite outside Chen Muyuan and the strong men still on the battlefield all raised their heads and looked at Han Muye, who was slashing his sword in front of him.

Today, we may witness a battle between the strongest in the spiritual world!


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