Neither Zhang Zhenbiao or the others who followed Han Muye, nor Zhu Yong and Gong Shu who were opposite Han Muye, expected that Han Muye would be so straightforward.
"Okay, this is the peerless swordsman of the trial place!"
Zhu Yong gave a long shout, and the sword light on his body rose into the sky.
Gong Shu also smiled, raised his hand and struck a sword, which collided with Han Muye's bright sword light.
"when--"
The sound of sword chanting resounded thousands of miles away.
Zhang Zhenbiao and the others could not see anything in front of their eyes, only a bright patch of light.
The explosive cyclone triggered by the clash of swords enveloped them and dragged them dozens of miles away.
"Is this the real master of swordsmanship..." Zhao Chen raised his head and looked at the three tornado-like sword lights in front of him that were constantly colliding, causing the immortal energy to surge like a tidal wave.
Behind him, Mr. Chu nodded with a complicated expression.
"With such a level of combat power, he is no longer an ordinary swordsman." On the side, Zuo Baichou's eyes flashed and he whispered in a low voice: "This is the Sword Immortal."
Become an immortal with swordsmanship.
Although Han Muye has not yet become an immortal, his combat power is no different from that of an immortal.
One person fights against the strong men of Xantian and Zhantian. Why can't he be called a Sword Immortal?
"boom--"
Ahead, three long sword lights collided together, and then dispersed into sword shadows that filled the sky.
The raging sword light illuminated the changing sky thousands of miles away.
Zhang Zhenbiao narrowed his eyes, stared at the places where the sword light was scattered, and whispered: "I see."
Zuo Baichou nodded: "Shocking the entire wasteland with this fight, this can be regarded as a disincentive given by Brother Han to all parties in the wasteland."
No wonder Han Muye wanted to draw his sword boldly.
What could be more shocking than such a monstrous battle before our eyes?
After today, there will definitely be a place for Han Muye in the Yunteng Wasteland!
"Brother Zhang, I have never understood why you followed Brother Han to the Yunteng Wasteland with your qualifications in guarding a large city."
Zuo Baichou turned to look at Zhang Zhenbiao and said, "Besides, I still serve as Brother Han's deputy."
Outsiders don't know what kind of communication Han Muye had with Wang Minghe after being separated from the trial site.
But Zhang Zhenbiao, Zuo Baichou and the others knew about it.
Wang Minghe used a pioneering order that he kept in his hand to appoint Han Muye as the pioneering guard of Yunteng Wasteland.
This pioneering order can be traced back to hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the Xuanling Sword Sect and the Blood War Sect competed for a state territory.
The Xuanling Sword Sect issued hundreds of pioneering orders, recruited strong men from all sides, and took over half of the state from the Blood War Sect.
The enmity between the Xuanling Sword Sect and the Blood War Sect was also forged at the beginning.
Later, this pioneering order was slowly recovered, and very few of it were circulated in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal World.
But since this order was issued by the Xuanling Sword Sect, it has always been recognized.
As long as you hold a pioneering order and open up territory outside the direct control of the Xuanling Sword Sect, you will be recognized and protected. When necessary, the Sword Sect will also arrange support.
The pioneering order of the Xuanling Sword Sect is also a rare treasure in the eyes of all forces in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
Wang Minghe had this order in his hand and gave it to Han Muye, asking him to take charge of this order as an elite disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect's Zhenxuan Hall and go to the Yunteng Wasteland to open up territory.
According to Wang Minghe's plan, Han Muye could only have a chance to soar into the sky if he left Yuze Prefecture and the place completely controlled by the Xuanling Sword Sect.
Otherwise, an elite genius like him would inevitably be involved in the disputes between the Zhenxuan Palace and the Zhenhuang Palace, causing constant disturbances and too many obstacles to his practice.
Han Muye didn't want to be involved too much, so he took the pioneering order and left Yuze Prefecture directly.
As for Wang Minghe's favor, I will repay it when I have the opportunity in the future.
"Some people are destined to become extremely powerful." Zhang Zhenbiao spoke softly as he stared at the constantly impacting sword light, intertwining illusion and reality.
"I believe my choice will not be wrong."
He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, then released it.
"Brother Zuo, don't you make the same choice?" He laughed and turned to look at Zhao Chen: "But you really put your future and wealth on this."
"You have severed ties with your father, so you are not afraid that he will send someone to break your legs?"
His words made Mr. Chu behind Zhao Chen and everyone around him smile.
Zhao Chen nodded and said solemnly: "I'm afraid that if I don't do well, my legs will be broken."
Jujin Trading Company also spent a lot of money this time. Not only did their young boss send it, they also quietly sold half of the entire trading firm's assets and handed it over to Zhao Chen.
Although Zhao Chen's father is the big shopkeeper, he doesn't have the final say in Jujin Trading Company alone.
From this point of view, Jujin Trading Company is placing its bets on Han Muye.
This time, he, Zhao Chen, will either follow Han Muye to soar to the sky, and Jujin Trading Company will follow suit.
Or, everything is over.
Zhao Chen looked at the collision of magnificent and bright sword lights in front of him and turned his head slightly.
Whether he himself, Zhang Zhenbiao, or those trial disciples, Zuo Baichou and Wanshen Trading Company behind him, really Wang Minghe, who is not optimistic about Han Muye and would bet on him?
Thinking of the bet, his heart moved and he looked up to see the sword light shining in the sky.
Those two powerful men who patrol the sky and fight against the sky are probably not just trying to block the way and ask Han Muye which level he has entered in the trial place, right?
They, perhaps like me, are here to place bets!
Even the Xantian and Zhantian Halls are extremely optimistic about Han Muye!
The corners of Zhao Chen's mouth raised, and from the corner of his eyes he happened to see Zuo Baichou on the side smiling the same way.
Sure enough, the heroes saw the same thing.
"boom--"
The three long dragons of sword light struck again, and the immortal energy within thousands of miles was aroused and shocked.
The light of the sword affected the power of heaven and earth. In the wasteland, many immortal cultivators and monsters cultivating in various places began to panic.
Han Muye stood under the sword light, with a calm expression in his eyes, as if he was not fighting with someone at this moment, but just talking casually.
On the opposite side, although Zhu Yong and Gong Shu were still full of fighting spirit, they were not as surging as before.
"Good swordsmanship. With your swordsmanship, you can have a place in my Xuantian Palace." Zhu Yong looked at the sword light above Han Muye's head with a hint of emotion on his face.
Only by actually taking action can one feel how powerful Han Muye's swordsmanship is, as strong as the abyss or the sea.
At this time, although he and Gong Shu were fighting two against one, and they were not trying their best, and their cultivation levels were also suppressed a lot, Han Muye on the opposite side was equally relaxed and comfortable, and it was obvious that he still had a lot to hide.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yes, in terms of swordsmanship alone, there are not many people in my Zhantian Palace who are better than you." After Gong Shu finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhu Yong.
The two nodded, their expressions turning solemn.
"Han Muye, are you willing to join our Sky Patrol Hall?" Zhu Yong said slowly.
"We at Zhantian Palace also welcome you to join." Gong Shu's voice came, revealing a bit of expectation.
Three palace elites!
Han Muye had a smile on his face.
Join the Xuanling Sword Sect and become a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, completely clearing your identity.
This is his best choice when he doesn't really have the ability to fight against those strong men.
The elites of the Three Halls of Sword Sect can give you an extra layer of protection for yourself who has not yet grown up.
"Han Muye couldn't ask for more." He cupped his hands and Han Muye bent down slightly.
After saying that, he handed over his hand again: "Han Muye has met these two senior brothers."
Fellow senior fellow apprentice.
Zhu Yong and Gong Shu looked happy, laughed, and handed over their hands: "I have met Junior Brother Han."
…
The sword light above the heads of the three people continued, rolling forward, enveloping the heaven and earth within a hundred thousand miles, causing the immortal energy to become a tide.
As for themselves, they stood under the sword light and talked softly.
The duty of the Xuntian Hall is to inspect the entire Jianzong internally and externally for disturbances in all parties.
Its strength is so strong that only the Zhantian Palace among the Sword Sect can compare with it.
Each of the five deputy palace masters who live in seclusion have the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal.
"The master of the Hall of Patrolling the Sky has been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years. The Patrolling Order has not appeared for many years. Otherwise, the name of the Patrolling Sky would be even more famous."
Zhu Yong spoke with some regret.
Even they themselves cannot explain clearly the apparent strength and secret strength of Xantian Palace.
The only ones who know about it are probably the five deputy palace masters and the secluded palace master Guan Dongyun.
As for the Zhantian Palace, there is actually a lot of overlap between the Power and Xantian Palaces.
Most of those who can become members of the Zhantian Palace are the strong elites of the Xantian Palace.
"Because our Zhantian Temple has another important mission besides surveying the sky." Staring at Han Muye, Gong Shu grinned and said, "Fight with all parties in the immortal world."
After a pause, seeing that the expression on Han Muye's face did not change, he chuckled and said, "Also, competing with other immortal worlds besides the Rain-covering Immortal Realm."
"You should also know that the real core of our Sword Sect is not in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm."
"Senior brother, have you been there?" Han Muye looked at Gong Shu.
Although Han Muye has never been to the core of the sect, Guandong Yun has been.
From the memory of the token and the sword tower left by Guandong Yun, Han Muye had seen the appearance of the place where the strong men of the Sword Sect gathered.
"Me?" Gong Shu shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Without the potential to become the master of the palace, the sect will not be sent there."
Zhu Yong beside him also shook his head.
They don't have that qualification yet.
The two halls of Xantian and Zhantian are more like the violent organization of the Sword Sect.
In the world of spiritual practice, only the truly strong are qualified to decide everything about others.
That's what it's like to patrol the sky and fight against the sky.
Zhu Yong and Gong Shu did not stay in Yunteng Wasteland for long.
The two explained some of the rules of the temple, left a token and an identity token for Han Muye, and then left quietly.
"By the way, Junior Brother Han, how many levels did you enter in that hour?"
Before Gong Shu left, he turned around and asked with some reluctance.
Han Muye laughed and said, "Senior brother, you really want to know?"
He slowly stretched out two fingers and made slight gestures.
"Fuck, two levels in one hour, that's awesome." Gong Shu shook his head and whispered, "I shouldn't have asked."
Zhu Yong narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Muye's two fingers: "Could it be the twentieth floor?"
Gong Shu's eyes widened and he couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the indifferent expression on Han Muye's face.
"My cultivation practice is so damn bad..."
Zhu Yong shook his head, cupped his hands and said, "Junior brother, take care. If you need any help, Xantian Hall will arrange it as soon as possible."
After saying that, his body moved, turned into sword light across the sky, and flew away.
Gong Shu waved his hand and was about to leave, but he heard Han Muye whisper behind him: "It's not twenty, it's two hundred."
Gong Shu stumbled, the sword he set up was swaying in the sky, and he almost fell down.
From this look, to outsiders, it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.
A smile appeared on Han Muye's face. He looked at the two escaping lights, his eyes flashing brightly. Then he lowered his head and looked not far in front of him.
An old man with a white beard wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword on his back was looking at him.
"If Gong Shu knew that the 200th floor you mentioned was not the 200th floor, but the 200th floor, he would probably fall directly from the sword light." The old man looked into Han Muye's eyes and said calmly.
Open your mouth.
The smile on Han Muye's face also faded and he bowed.
In the entire Xuanling Sword Sect, there are only a few sword sects who can see the trial process after the Three Towers Suppressing Heaven Formation.
Then everyone is at least a golden immortal!
"The inheritance of Guandong Yun." The old man looked at Han Muye and said softly: "The patrol order is in your hands, right?"
Patrol order!
Even you know this!
A look of surprise flashed across Han Muye's face.
But he was not panicked in his heart.
After all, there are some things that he deliberately showed in the trial place.
With his swordsmanship potential, he will definitely be taken seriously.
After paying attention, it is time to investigate.
He, Han Muye, cannot withstand investigation.
But another identity can.
The direct disciple of Guan Dongyun, the master of Xantian Hall, and the future leader of Xantian Hall.
Golden light flashed in Han Muye's hand, and a golden token appeared.
The moment the token appeared, the aura surged from the old man opposite him and was finally suppressed.
"Hey, Laoguan has really fallen..."
The old man shook his head and looked at Han Muye again, his face showing kindness.
"I am Qi Tianyu, the elder of the Sword Sect, one of the five deputy hall masters of the Xantian Palace, and the elder of the Zhantian Palace."
Having said this, he waved his hand.
"With the Sky Patrol Order put away, whether you can take charge of the Xuantian Palace depends on your own ability."
"I came to see you to tell you something."
"Are you interested in entering the first hall again?"
Seeing Han Muye looking up at him, Qi Tianyu said softly: "Our Xuanling Sword Sect still has another hall, and only the true core disciples will have the opportunity to join."
"Kill the God."
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Yunteng Wasteland has a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, which is several times wider than Fuliao Wasteland.
Yunteng Wasteland borders the Bitter Immortal Territory, where there are also the Blood War Sect, Tianyao Sect, and Iron Armored War Sect. The dividing lines are extremely blurred.
Back then, wars broke out between several factions near Yunteng Wasteland.
Compared with Yunteng Wasteland, the turmoil in Yuzezhou in Fuliao Wasteland can only be considered childish.
At the edge of Yunteng Wasteland, the sword light that raged across the land for hundreds of thousands of miles dissipated after three days.
When the experts from all sides carefully investigated, there was no trace of Han Muye and the others.
The sword light was so strong that it covered up the secret and all traces.
Outsiders only know that there is a strong swordsman in Yunteng Wilderness. As for who he is, what he is doing here, and where he is, they have no idea.
As for Jian Zong's pursuit, the tracking by experts sent by Yuze Prefecture also stopped here.
When the news came back to Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture, Chen Qiu shook his head with a smile, while Xiong Ke and Wu Chaoshen looked more gloomy.
"Forget it, don't waste resources on this little thing." Chen Qiu said calmly and looked at the others: "Let's talk about the Wind Pirates."
"When Han Muye arrested Chang Linhui, the leader of the Thirty-seventh Storm Bandit, how should he deal with this guy? Should he be released or not?"
Han Muye’s contribution.
This matter made Xiong Ke grit his teeth.
At this time, Han Muye, who made Xiong Ke grit his teeth, had arrived at a small town in the Yunteng Wasteland.
"Yunlan Town? What a good name."
Looking at the immortal cultivators and the big demons coming and going in front of him, Han Muye smiled softly: "Then let's start from here."
As his words fell, a sword light shot into the sky.
Zhang Zhenbiao stepped out behind him, already drawing his sword and rushing straight towards the town.
Zhao Chen looked ahead and muttered: "Grandma Te, I'm here to do business, why did the first thing I did was become a robber?"
"I hate robbers the most."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but grin when he saw that the sword light on Han Muye had gathered into a dragon, causing the power of heaven and earth to intertwine.
"Don't mention it, it feels pretty good to follow Brother Han as a robber."