Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 530. Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles.
530. Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles.
The city is full of beacon smoke, and a sword is in the air.
The gale-force thieves roaming the Bitter Immortal Realm and the extremely powerful Nine-Death Insects in the Fire all bowed before this sword.
The Xiangtian Tiger Guards who formed an attack formation, as well as Peng Mingdao Lord who gathered the power of a city's formations, were all ignored.
Only the master of the Xiangtian Tiger Guard who injured the Xuanling Sword Sect's guard deacon disciple Zhang Zhenbiao with his punch was qualified to receive this sword.
Of course, what Han Muye said was that he was qualified to die in battle with honor.
Arrogant?
Crazy, crazy to the extreme.
But at this time, among the immortal cultivators in the city, no one dared to say anything. They all raised their heads and looked at the figure floating in the sky and the long sword flashing with green light.
"Roar--"
The flying tiger guard with a body of ten feet roared loudly, and his fists condensed green fairy light, which was then intertwined with the blood-colored evil energy.
The phantom of a hundred-foot-long white-fronted giant tiger appeared, with traces of golden demonic patterns appearing on the white tiger's body, each one revealing endless power.
The moment the white tiger appeared, the ferocious aura instantly filled the air, stirring up the fairy aura hundreds of miles around and turning it into a whirlpool.
Gathering the power of hundreds of miles of fairy light in one blow, this is a power that transcends the heavenly realm.
The white tiger roared lowly, but raised its head, already level with the floating Han Muye.
The giant tiger opened its mouth, its fierce aura exploded, and its front paws shot down.
This blow triggered the power of wind and thunder, which was reflected by the strong wind and fell towards Han Muye head-on.
This powerful Soaring Tiger Guard has used all his strength.
Whether it was Zhao Chen's bodyguard, Mr. Chu, or the two guards from Zuo Baichou, they all looked solemn and retreated quickly.
Such a blow was beyond what they could withstand.
The howling wind is terrifying.
Surrounded by thousands of feet, no one can keep his mind.
It is completely unimaginable, what kind of person can take such a blow?
Peng Ming, who was far away, had a slight smile on his face.
Below, Zhang Zhenbiao, who was leaning on a broken piece of wood, had a complicated look in his eyes. He clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and the thin blood and fairy light on his body slowly gathered.
"I have experience in killing tigers." Han Muye whispered as he watched the white tiger's shadow strike.
He released the sword in his hand.
The long sword that was released instantly shone with sword light that reached the sky, turning into a thousand-foot-long sword.
"kill!"
cut!
The long sword flew down in the air, like a sword swinging down from a giant pillar that tilted the sky.
This sword seemed to be imprinted on everyone's mind, and with everyone's horrified eyes, it came down from the sky and struck the forehead of the hundred-foot white tiger.
"Bang——"
The white tiger's body shook slightly before being split open in the head by the light of the sword.
The huge body was split in half under that sword, and shattered into demonic light and evil aura.
A section of the tiger's tail raised high rippled slightly, and finally collapsed.
Below, the powerful Xiangtian Tiger Guard standing on the Bluestone Square clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared at Han Muye.
"Bang."
The ten-foot-long body suddenly fell to the ground!
A sword!
With one strike of the sword, the powerful Tiger Guard fell on the spot as if he was swallowing the sky and trampling the earth.
As Han Muye said, take a sword and give him a chance to die in battle.
"Buzz——"
After killing the powerful Tiger Guard, the long sword in Han Muye's hand vibrated slightly, he raised the sword and pointed it downwards.
The flying tiger guards who came running all had blood-red eyes, clenched their swords and guns, and stared at Han Muye.
But that sword deterred them.
Their leader, a strong man like a demon god, could not stop a sword.
They are even less qualified.
"Put down your weapons and show your dignity."
There was indifference in Han Muye's eyes.
Decent, not related to life or death.
Stepping into the Xuanling Sword Sect from the Bitter Immortal Realm and wreaking havoc in Sanhuo City, their fate has been sealed.
Must die.
The Flying Tiger Guards looked at each other, without their leader, they were at a loss.
"Fight to the death, blood sacrifice!" At this moment, Lord Peng Mingdao in the distance exhaled, and the great demon incarnation among the three incarnations roared, and the demon light rose into the sky.
The three incarnations exploded, causing the fairy light and demon light to scatter in all directions and fall to the ground.
The originally silent underground fire in Spreading Fire City began to vibrate and surge again.
"Fight to the death!"
The Soaring Sky Tiger Guard roared loudly and rushed towards Han Muye.
The demon light formed a large formation and connected with Peng Mingdaojun's power. The haloes intertwined, eliciting a strange power from the bottom of the earth fire.
When this power appeared, Zhang Zhenbiao's face turned earth-colored and he whispered: "It's over..."
"Blood sacrifice?" Han Muye narrowed his eyes. The long sword that flew out before had turned into a three-foot green blade and was held in his palm.
"Then I will let you give up."
With a movement, Han Muye appeared in the sky.
Then, he held the sword upside down and fell straight down.
The power of attracting wind and thunder turned into the shadow of the tyrannical Kui Niu, and Kui Niu's hoofs stepped down hard.
The combination of swordsmanship and bloodline power!
The sword is wind and thunder, and the power of Kui Niu is also wind and thunder.
The method of superimposing magical powers and swordsmanship is based on the inherited method of Tongtian Immortal Lord.
The power is superimposed, and the wind and thunder manifest, just like a giant hammer hitting it.
"boom--"
The flames exploded and the earth collapsed.
Below Kui Niu's hoof, a hundred-foot-deep space collapsed, causing an explosion to spread.
Silks of void shattered, and the power of earth fire gathered in Scattered Fire City completely dissipated.
There was a mournful cry, and a golden flame rushed out from the ground fire.
The flame flew thousands of feet and turned into a divine bird with nine tails, two wings, and nine colors of light.
But this divine bird was obviously injured by the blow from the Kui Niu just now. It spread its wings and screamed sadly, and its body kept twisting.
"The power of the divine soul of the divine bird Phoenix."
"The immortal bird of Nirvana."
Kui Niu's body slowly shrank, and Han Muye's eyes sparkled with light in his hand.
This is the phoenix, which belongs to the same prehistoric mythical beast as Qilin, Baxia and Kui Niu.
It's just that this phoenix only has one soul left, which is suppressed here and absorbs the power of earth fire.
Now that the earthly fire has been completely dispersed, the phoenix soul is too injured and can no longer be maintained. Its body slowly dissipates, leaving only a pale golden bead suspended in mid-air.
The flying tiger guards who screamed for "fight to the death" and "blood sacrifice" stared closely at the dissipating phoenix, their faces full of confusion.
Wasn't it that they fought to the death and made blood sacrifices to draw out this power?
However, when the power of such a powerful divine bird is drawn out, it cannot stop a sword!
Peng Mingdaojun looked at the phoenix that turned into a fiery red bead, his face twitched, and his eyes were full of despair.
"How could this happen? How could this happen..."
"This is the spirit of the Immortal Demon King, the Immortal Demon King..."
He raised his hand, wanting to draw the power of the formation in the city, but at this time the fire dissipated, and the power of the formation had fallen silent.
Find some loneliness.
All his calculations and expectations came to nothing.
Han Muye opened his hands, and the fiery red beads fell on his palms.
"Master Peng Mingdao, you should know the consequences of betraying the Xuanling Sword Sect."
"Gather together the immortal cultivators from all over the city, and after the powerful men from the Xuanling Sword Sect arrive, maybe you can still have a glimmer of hope."
Han Muye threw the long sword back down, and Zhang Zhenbiao subconsciously caught it.
When he looked up, Han Muye was gone.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
Hello.
Everyone in the city didn't know who the sword master was who broke the formation with one sword and killed the flying tiger guard with one sword.
Everyone only knew that this person had a connection with the Xuanling Sword Sect, was able to control the Golden Pagoda, and was called senior by Zhang Zhenbiao.
All the Gale Bandits were taken into custody and their cultivation levels were locked.
Those Xiangtian Tiger Guards who wanted to fight to the death lost their will to fight and gave up resistance.
Their fate has been decided.
As for those nine-dead insects in the fire, they were gathered up by the strong men in the city and handed over to Zhang Zhenbiao, the guard deacon of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
Peng Mingdaojun finally gave in, and obediently activated the remaining power of the earth fire, involving the power of the large formation, to rebuild the Fire Spreading City.
He still wants to live.
Han Muye said that if you obey me, you might have a chance of survival.
For a large sect such as Xuanling Sword Sect, as long as it is useful, it can survive.
Experts from all sides of the Fire Spreading City also quickly gathered together, using the power of magic to dig deep into the earth's fire and lift the refining furnace.
If there were no weapon refining furnaces in Spreading Fire City, there would be no life left.
For all this, Han Muye didn't need to show up.
He just returned to the dilapidated inn to adjust his breath and practice.
A battle in the sky above Qingshi Square inspired him with the combination of his swordsmanship and the power of Qi and blood.
But his biggest gain was his breakthrough in the method of soul cultivation.
With the shocking power of swordsmanship, countless immortal cultivators were shaken.
This power, which is so subtle that it cannot be detected, gathers into a river, is pulled along, and pours into the body just like the spiritual practice absorbs the immortal energy.
In the past few days, Han Muye was retreating in the inn. In addition to the enchanting fairy energy around him, there were also light golden soul powers, or the power of faith.
This power is similar to the power of incense in the mortal world. It can be directly incorporated into the divine treasure and then condense the divine soul.
Han Muye lived in seclusion in the city, and rumors about him filled the city.
These rumors that aroused his mind have become the foundation for his spiritual cultivation.
The harvest of these soul powers means more to him than the Phoenix Nirvana Bead.
That fiery red bead is a nirvana bead that contains the power of the Phoenix Soul.
The function of this bead is to absorb the power of various flames, slowly grow, gather a trace of nirvana, and become a divine bird and phoenix.
The divine bird Phoenix possesses the power of immortality and is known as an immortal existence in the world.
After it is killed, its soul will turn into a nirvana bead and absorb the power of fire, giving it a chance to be reborn.
However, in order to make the chance of rebirth greater and faster, the Phoenix will turn the Nirvana beads into dozens, hundreds, or even thousands.
These nirvana beads contain the power of rebirth, the power of immortality, and the inheritance power of the Phoenix.
Of course, this Nirvana Pearl can only activate its power if it is of Phoenix bloodline.
At this time, the bead in Han Muye's hand was extremely powerful, but he was unable to use it at all.
Either just watch it, or treat it as an ordinary fire vein orb and refine it into a magic weapon.
Han Muye has no shortage of magic weapons, so naturally he won't be able to refine this treasure into weapons.
After exploring the Nirvana Pearl, he regarded cultivating the power of the soul as his main priority.
By the time he came out of seclusion, the power of his soul had reached a new level.
"Young Master, the envoy Zhang Zhenbiao came here in person and asked you to come and say that the Young Master is out of customs." Du Sanzhen was standing guard outside Han Muye's quiet room. When he saw Han Muye coming out, he bowed and saluted.
Han Muye nodded and walked out of the inn.
After all, it is a city of immortal cultivation. It has only been a few days, but there are already few traces of fighting in the city, and the pavilions have been repaired.
Even the Bluestone Square, which was the most fiercely fought and severely damaged, has been restored to its original state.
Of course, the depleted ground fire will probably never be restored.
"Brother Han." Han Muye arrived at the Xuanling Sword Sect's garrison. Zhang Zhenbiao was already waiting in front of the door and bowed his hands.
If Han Muye didn't take action, he would definitely die.
This life-saving grace deserves a gift.
Besides, Han Muye has shown combat prowess, which belongs to the inheritance method of the Xuanling Sword Sect. As long as he does not die in the future, he will definitely become an elite of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
This gift is a sign of friendship.
As for Han Muye's identity, Zhang Zhenbiao has found out clearly from Zhao Chen and Du Sanzhen in the past few days.
Du Sanzhen and the others did not hide anything. They would tell Zhang Zhenbiao whatever they knew and could tell.
"Brother Zhang, this is your sword tower. Because I suffered a lot of damage that day, I was eager to go into seclusion for training, so I took the sword tower away, hoping to see Haihan."
Han Muye held the golden four-story sword tower with both hands and handed it back to Zhang Zhenbiao.
A flash of excitement flashed across Zhang Zhenbiao's face and he nodded to take it.
This is something that he needs to live and work on, so he can't throw it away.
What Han Muye said about going into seclusion because of wear and tear was a lie. With this sword tower, he explored many swords and got many memories about the fairy world.
In the past few days, he has learned more about the immortal world from the sword tower.
Han Muye sent him back to the sword tower, and Zhang Zhenbiao was in a good mood.
The two walked into the garrison, and there was no longer any barrier between them when talking.
Although Sanhuo City suffered heavy losses this time, in the end, it was the Wind Bandits and Soaring Tiger Guards who saved the city.
Zhang Zhenbiao may not be a blessing in disguise, but his merits will be greatly increased.
He didn't hide anything and told Han Muye all this.
"Brother Han, I will take the merit first. You have not become an official disciple of the sect and cannot redeem the merit."
"When you become an official disciple, I will return all the credit."
Zhang Zhenbiao said, handing over three large golden-red stones.
This stone contains the power of fire, and there is also a trace of strange power in it.
"This is the immortal stone condensed by the nine dead insects in the fire. It has a great effect."
Zhang Zhenbiao lowered his voice and whispered: "If you want to feed the Nirvana Pearl, this Immortal Stone can be used."
Nirvana beads.
According to what Zhang Zhenbiao said, this Nirvana Pearl was quietly brought by Peng Ming and has been hidden in the underground fire of Sanhuo City for thousands of years.
For thousands of years, this bead has been absorbing the power of the earth fire in Scattered Fire City, slowly gathering the power of Nirvana.
Peng Ming also confessed that when he merged with the third incarnation, he went to the Bitter Immortal Realm, and the great demon incarnation he obtained happened to contain a nirvana bead.
For so many years, he has been trying to bring this bead out of nirvana and draw out the power of the divine bird within it.
If he could have an immortal incarnation, he, Peng Mingdaojun, would be able to roam the immortal world.
"Back then, the previous generation of Immortal Demon King Hun Tian met a powerful and powerful man and escaped through Nirvana and rebirth."
"This nirvana bead is what is scattered outside."
The Nirvana beads contain a trace of the power of the Phoenix Soul, preparing for Nirvana.
Theoretically, every nirvana bead can turn into a phoenix.
But as long as one is reborn, it will be difficult for the others to have another chance.
"This generation of Huntian Immortal Demon King is collecting scattered Nirvana beads. Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, as his mortal enemy, will naturally not miss this opportunity."
"The red sandalwood stone marrow brought by Wanshen Trading Company is used to draw out the Nirvana Pearl."
"The following Gale Bandits and Soaring Tiger Guards will snatch the power of the Nirvana Pearl."
Because the great demon incarnation was related to the demon clan under the rule of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, Peng Ming attracted the Xiangtian Tiger Guards and wanted to use their power to stimulate the power of the Nirvana Pearl.
For the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, it would be great if he could control another phoenix power, let it be reborn, and compete with the Huntian Immortal Demon King.
Zhang Zhenbiao's eyes revealed a profound divine light, and his sword intention surged: "If you dare to step into the rule of my Xuanling Sword Sect and wreak havoc on one side, this matter will never be let go."
Han Muye nodded.
Of course he knew that the majesty of a large sect should not be offended.
"Brother Zhang, let's discuss something." Looking at Zhang Zhenbiao, Han Muye spoke softly.