The sword in his right hand, which was as light as a heavy one, collided with a sword of the same strength, turning into a thunderous explosion.
Two identical ice-cold swords collided silently, and the coldness on the blades condensed, entangling the two swords together.
With the exploding sword light in his right hand, Han Muye pivoted with his left sword as the axis, and the sword tip flew away the flying long sword again.
Two swords, fighting three ways to kill my shadow!
This is a sight no one expected.
Some people thought that Han Muye would transform into a clone.
Some people speculated that Han Muye would defeat them one by one.
Some people feel that Han Muye is afraid that he will retreat first before advancing.
…
No one would have thought that Han Muye would use his two-handed sword to block the three slashing shadows in front of him.
"Bang——"
The cold sword light shattered, and a flame shone.
The transition between ice and fire is natural and smooth.
What Kill My Shadow controls is the swordsmanship skills displayed by Han Muye himself.
Fire Vein Sword Technique, Han Muye had used it in the previous levels.
The two intertwined swords separated, the ice on the swords exploded and flew, and the flames turned into long dragons and crashed towards Han Muye.
But in Han Muye's hands, a similar dragon shadow appeared.
"boom--"
On the other side, lightning exploded.
Han Muye didn't hesitate, and the same lightning flashes came.
On the bluestone platform, light and shadow flicker.
Unknowingly, Han Muye had already demonstrated various swordsmanship techniques such as water veins, fire veins, wind, cloud, thunder and lightning, and his swordsmanship skills were complex but not chaotic.
On the entire high platform, shadows and figures intertwined, and the sword light turned invisible and shone smartly.
From time to time, screams pierce through the void, mixed with the clanging sound of long swords, breaking the balance.
"Among the two-handed sword cultivators of our sword sect, this person can be ranked among the top thirty." In a trial hall, a man with a beard on his face stared at Han Muye's sword with his eyes shining brightly.
It wasn't until he entered the 62nd floor of the trial that Han Muye showed off the power of his two swords. This was a rare surprise.
No matter how outsiders looked at it, Han Muye himself was immersed in the fight with Zhanwo Xuying.
Opposite me is a strange yet familiar version of myself.
Every thrust and slash of the sword carried a power that was familiar to me but unfamiliar to me.
Pictures flowed through Han Muye's mind.
It turns out that there are still so many flaws in my swordsmanship.
It turns out that my speed is still not fast enough, and I am still not decisive enough when I draw my sword.
It turns out that the swordsmanship he mastered is far from reaching its peak.
"Stab-"
Turning the sword's edge, he relied on the picture in his mind and stabbed out with the sword, drawing away the long sword of the phantom on the left, and the sword's edge touched the phantom's neck.
"He wins - my day!" In front of the light curtain of a trial hall, a white-robed swordsman almost bit his own tongue.
He watched blankly as Han Muye moved back the sword that was pressed against Xu Ying's neck, and then whispered softly: "Come again."
Defeating the Shadow that Cuts Me is not enough, do you want to do it again?
Above the light curtain, Han Muye's sword moved faster and faster.
Those sword moves make people look more and more frightened.
It seemed that the murderous intention contained in the sword light could be felt through the light curtain.
If faced with such a sword, who could block a blow?
The enemy with two swords slashed me three times. From the beginning of the attack with the same sword moves, I was defeated by the subsequent attacks.
Three days later, as soon as the three shadows of Kill Me on the high platform moved, the long sword in Han Muye's hand would be pressed against his chest and neck.
The three figures were forced to be squeezed together, moving about every inch.
Those sword cultivators who were looking through the spiritual illumination array have been silent since yesterday.
Not only did he suppress and defeat the Shadow that Killed Me, he also won with such ease that he defeated him again and again.
What does this mean?
This shows that when Han Muye was fighting against the Shadow of Killing Me, he constantly summarized himself, broke through himself, and completely sublimated his swordsmanship.
Everyone outside the light curtain can also see that in the past three days, Han Muye's swordsmanship within the light curtain has improved by more than one level.
"It's really scary to have such an understanding..."
I don’t know whose whisper it was, but it seemed to resonate.
Such a voice could be heard in almost every trial hall.
"when--"
Han Muye slashed out with his sword, and the three phantoms shattered. His figure was wrapped in a golden halo and disappeared.
Sixty-three floors.
Sixty-fourth floor.
Eighty floors!
No level can slow down Han Muye's progress.
The strong men of the Xuanling Sword Sect behind the Lingzhao Formation were all waiting to see how far Han Muye could go in this place of trial.
You must know that by setting foot on the eightieth floor, you are already qualified to become a disciple of Xantian Palace and become an elite of the two halls.
And this only cost Han Muye less than a hundred days at the trial site.
With two hundred days left, which level can he reach?
In Yunlu City, Wang Minghe and Chen Qiu walked out of the trial hall with gloomy expressions.
The trial disciples in the main hall had already been driven out, leaving only Zhao Xu and a few other Sword Sect disciples staying.
Wang Jintai, who hurriedly came from Qingyun Town, stood in front of the light curtain, with a look of emotion on his face.
He never imagined that Han Muye could reach this point.
The eightyth floor of the trial ground, elite status in the double palace.
He turned his head slightly and looked at his great-uncle who was walking out of the hall. The expression on his face turned solemn.
Things in Scattered Fire City are more troublesome than imagined.
Zhenhuang Palace is determined to embarrass Yuzezhou and his great-uncle this time.
"Elder Xiong, since you have issued a conquest order, you should arrange the tasks yourself. Why come to find me to guard." On the stone steps outside the trial hall, Wang Minghe, with his hands behind his back, looked indifferent.
Beside him, Chen Qiu, who came from Zhenxuan Hall, also looked cold.
"Senior Brother Wang, I want to conquer the Storm Bandits, but this matter concerns the disciples guarding Sanhuo Town, and also concerns a disciple who is participating in the trial at the trial place." Xiong Ke, who was standing under the stone steps, looked grim.
He spoke in a deep voice.
"Peng Ming has admitted that he had the consent of the guard deacon to raise those insects that would die in the fire."
"Also, the trial disciple who took action to relieve the crisis in Scattered Fire City, I hope he can come out and clarify."
There was a cold look in Xiong Ke's eyes: "His strength is so great, why should he let go of the Storm Bandits?"
Han Muye was able to reach the eightieth floor in the Trial Grounds, so it would not be difficult to keep the original tens of thousands of people from the Storm Bandits.
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But Han Muye not only did not kill anyone, but also let them leave, leaving only his commander to surrender in Sanhuo City.
Xiong Ke clung to this point and asked Han Muye to explain it clearly.
However, at this time, Han Mu, a barbarian, was in the trial area. How could he explain this clearly?
"Zhang Zhenbiao has merits and demerits, and this town guard will deal with him in accordance with the sect's regulations."
"When a trial disciple is in the trial, according to the sect's practice, we need to wait until he comes out of the trial before asking questions." Wang Minghe waved his hand and said calmly.
Xiong Ke's cultivation is no worse than him, but without a guard status, it is useless to be arrogant in front of him.
Wang Minghe wanted to protect Zhang Zhenbiao and Han Muye, it was just a matter of words.
In his opinion, just let Xiong Ke make trouble.
It would be best to wait until Han Muye comes out of the trial area before Xiong Ke makes another scene and pushes Han Muye to the Zhenxuan Hall.
He turned his head slightly to look at Chen Qiu beside him.
Sure enough, the look that flashed in Chen Qiu's eyes at this moment also meant the same thing.
"Haha, Senior Brother Wang Minghe, you are protecting the people of Zhenxuan Hall, you are shielding and conniving." Xiong Ke sneered and pointed at Wang Minghe.
"You have not been able to survive the decline of happiness among the five declines of heaven and man, and your cultivation has declined. At this time, you are completely covered by secret treasures. You are unable to suppress the chaos in the wasteland and let the wind bandits run rampant. Wang Minghe, you are in big trouble!"
Xiong Ke's words made Wang Minghe's expression change drastically.
Chen Qiu, who was beside him, also darkened his face.
To overcome the tribulation of the five declines of heaven and man, one should step down from the duty of guarding and concentrate on overcoming the tribulation.
Wang Minghe did not resign, but quietly survived the disaster, using secret treasures to cover up his changes in cultivation.
Later, when the disaster could not be overcome and it was in danger of being rebuilt, he reported it.
Although the elders of Zhenxuan Hall were angry, Wang Minghe guarded a state after all and had a lot of power in his hands, so it would be inconvenient to replace them rashly.
In addition, the current relationship between the Zhenxuan Palace and the Zhenhuang Palace is not harmonious. If Wang Minghe is removed, the position of guarding Yuze Prefecture may be fought over by the people from the Zhenhuang Palace.
Several elders in the Zhenxuan Hall discussed it and decided to wait for the hall master to leave seclusion before making a decision, and then delay the decision to see if Wang Minghe could safely survive the five declines of heaven and man.
If you really can't get over it, you'll find another way to quietly replace him.
The reason why Elder Zeng Sheng sent Chen Qiu immediately this time was because he planned to use the experience of Sanhuo City and the trial hall to safely replace Wang Minghe and let Chen Qiu take over as the garrison of Yuze Prefecture.
But now Xiong Ke broke his face and revealed Wang Minghe's cover-up of his decline in cultivation, making it clear that he no longer wanted to be kind.
"Xiong Ke, you are not qualified to question this guard." Wang Minghe snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and a trace of the power of heaven and earth in Yunlu City turned into a big hand and grabbed Xiong Ke.
Xiong Ke stood there, his expression unchanged, and he stared at Wang Minghe with a sneer.
"Then do I have the qualifications to take care of you?" A voice sounded, and Wang Minghe's big hand came out of his clothes and turned into blue fairy energy, dissipating invisible.
He raised his head and looked at the figure stepping forward in shock.
"Wu Chaoshen, you are not in retreat -" Chen Qiu whispered, his eyes filled with depth, he stopped talking and nodded: "No wonder, you are already in the heavenly realm."
Behind Xiong Ke, a young man wearing a white robe and carrying a black sheathed sword came slowly.
The young man has eyebrows on his temples, his eyes seem to have twinkling stars, his eyes are lively, he is eight feet tall, his shoulders are broad and his body is long, showing that he is strong and healthy.
Seeing the young man walking forward, Wang Minghe's heart sank.
No matter where you practice in the world, your strength speaks for itself.
The person in front of me is an elite from the Desolate Palace. During the trial, he entered the elite level directly. In the following missions, he stood out and became the best among his peers.
Among the seventy-two human immortal elites under the Celestial Immortals of Zhenhuang Hall, Wu Chao Shen Neng ranks in the top ten. He is an extremely terrifying guy.
Now that he has entered the realm of immortals, his combat power may be even more unpredictable.
But why do people like this come to take care of secular affairs?
Wang Minghe looked at Wu Chaoshen who walked forward and remained silent.
"The Fuliao Wasteland has been infiltrated into a sieve by the Gale Bandits. Twelve cities in Yuze Prefecture have been besieged, and the City of Spreading Fire has been directly destroyed."
"Wanshen Trading Company has something to do with the great demon of the Buxian Realm, and even works for the great demon."
Standing in front of the stone steps, Wu Chaoshen felt suppressed power surge through his body.
He raised his head and looked at Wang Minghe, and the stars in his eyes seemed to shine through his pupils.
"The incident of the Gale Bandits is not a disturbance in Yuze Prefecture. Which other surrounding states are not in trouble?" Wang Minghe took a breath and said in a deep voice.
"As for Wanshen Trading Company, did Zuo Baichou plead guilty? Behind Wanshen Trading Company is Uncle Fuyu of Lingzhao Palace. The uncle is a peak immortal and is just trying to find a way out for his descendants."
Wang Minghe is in charge of a state, so his behavior is naturally extraordinary.
The Gale Bandit Rebellion is not a local issue in Yuze Prefecture.
Behind Wanshen Trading Company there is a powerful person at the peak of heavenly power.
The Zhenhuang Palace is looking for trouble, but they can't catch him.
Even if Wu Chaoshen is an elite, so what if he is in the realm of immortals? Can he still be blamed out of thin air?
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Wu Chaoshen did not refute.
"Buzz——"
There was a soft sound, and a golden light shone in front of Wang Minghe.
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and it was a golden talisman for communication, with the sect's order on it.
His spiritual thoughts penetrated, his face turned pale, and he whispered: "How is that possible!"
Chen Qiugang on the side was about to speak, when two communication runes flashed in front of him.
Tan hand took it, his expression kept changing.
"The Huntian Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Domain is suspected of being seriously injured and has died. Demon kings from all sides compete for the Nirvana Pearl."
"The powerful Xiangtian Tiger Guard came under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect. His deputy commander took action to kill five elders sitting in the Heavenly Immortal Realm. The Sword Sect issued a siege mission."
"The Gale Bandits have assembled to rescue the people detained by Yuze State, and among them are masters from the Celestial Realm."
If these messages are still about external forces, then the last two are about ourselves.
"The defense force of Fuliao Wasteland is insufficient, so elites from each palace will be deployed to guard it."
"The three states have been corrupted, and all the guards have been replaced. The person who has best completed the task of defending against the enemy will be in charge."
Elite disciples came to Fuliao Wasteland to serve as guards.
All the guards in the three states were replaced.
Such a major event was announced directly with the sect's summons golden talisman without even planning it.
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"how so……"
Chen Qiu held the golden talisman in his hand and whispered.
"With the fall of the Immortal Demon King, the turmoil in the Bitter Immortal Realm, and the intrusion of Gale Wind, the Sword Sect not only wants to defend, but also wants to attack." Wang Minghe's eyes shone brightly.
Opposite him, Wu Chaoshen's eyes lit up, he chuckled and nodded.
Chen Qiu also nodded slightly.
After all, Wang Minghe has been a guard for many years, so he can see clearly.
Jian Zong's move was not only to consolidate his own territory, but was also interested in the Buxian Realm.
"As for the replacement of the guard," Wang Minghe's eyes fell on Wu Chaoshen. Seeing the aura of the immortal realm lingering on his body, he sighed slightly: "It must be to take charge of the power of the Immortal Platform."
"It seems that our Xuanling Sword Sect is going to fight this time."
He shook his head and whispered: "In the end, my own cultivation is not enough."
His words made Wu Chaoshen smile lightly: "You can see clearly."
Behind Wu Chaoshen, Xiong Ke whispered: "Senior brother, the matter of investigation——"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Minghe held the golden talisman in his hand and said loudly: "This golden talisman for summons is just a summons. The formal order has not yet arrived, and my guarding power and responsibility have not yet been released."
He turned around and stepped into the main hall behind him, and a voice came: "You want to take care of my affairs in Yuzezhou until I leave office."
Xiong Ke still wanted to speak, but Wu Chaoshen raised his hand to stop him.
"There's no rush," Wu Chaoshen shook his head, and his body moved and disappeared in place.
Wang Minghe's expression was solemn as he entered the trial hall, and he turned to look at Chen Qiu: "Senior Brother Chen, it seems from the current situation that Han Muye's trial will inevitably be interrupted."
"More than that, if he is held responsible, it may be difficult for him to obtain official disciple status."
With his eyes frozen, he whispered in a deep voice: "Now the only way is to send him a message and let him fight to the end and go straight to the hundred-level trial ground."
"Once you step onto the hundredth floor, you can enter the Zhantian Palace. At that time, the elite status of the three palaces will not be controlled by each palace, but a special existence."
Chen Qiu was slightly stunned and whispered: "Is it possible to go straight from the 80th floor to the 100th floor?"
Wang Minghe shook his head and said: "I can delay him for most of the day. The trial will take about twenty days."
"One day, one floor."
It seems that even he can't believe that someone can break through the first level in one day after the eighty-level trial ground. Wang Minghe smiled bitterly: "It depends on fate..."
He raised his hand a little, and a golden rune fell on the light curtain in front of him.
Han Muye, who was fighting monsters at the trial site, paused slightly.
Above his head, a golden eye revealed golden runes, transmitting messages one after another.
The golden talisman was displayed, not just him, but all the other three hundred people watching behind the formation saw it.
"Is there such a chaos in Fuliao Wasteland?"
"The guards of the three states have to be replaced. I'm afraid this time is unusual."
"Bitter Immortal Realm, what are you going to do?"
"It turns out that this person is from Yunlu City and is also from my Yuze Prefecture."
"On the 20th, on the 20th floor, I rushed to the 100th floor of the trial ground. How is it possible? This guy Wang Minghe is just wishful thinking."
"Are you crazy? Who can reach the 20th floor on the 20th?"
"After the eightieth level, even the peak human immortals would not dare to say one level a day."
"Fuck, what is he going to do!"
In the light curtain, in front of thousands of people behind the Spiritual Light Formation, Han Muye slowly put away the sword in his hand.
Then, the sound of sword chanting in the sword box behind him was loud.
Sword lights flew out one after another and turned into long dragons.
The sword sect’s methods, thousands of swords gathered together.
"He really wants to break through one level a day and break through a hundred levels!" Zhu Yong of the Xantian Temple slapped his hand hard and growled.
There was a strong fighting spirit surging in him.
"Good fellow, if he sets foot on the 100th floor, I will go look for him immediately." Gong Shu of Zhantian Palace beside Zhu Yong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he shouted.
Ahead, looking at the long dragon of sword light, the old man's eyes slightly narrowed with a smile on his face.
He clasped his hands lightly and whispered: "Three halls of elites? In fact, our Sword Sect has another hall that no one knows about."
"Boy, it depends on whether you have the ability..."