540, the beginning of the rise of the fairy world, Yunlan Town
Robbers.
There are no rules in Yunteng Wasteland.
These scattered small towns are just following the rules of balance between the parties, focusing on their own transactions, and forming spontaneously.
There may be strong ones suppressing them, but not many.
For example, at this time, Zhang Zhenbiao swung his long sword and killed all the immortal cultivators and demons who were in the way. Those who were not strong enough could only die. Even those who could block them quietly retreated.
Although Zhang Zhenbiao and the others did not wear Sword Sect robes, the sword light was clearly the shadow of Xuanling Sword Sect.
The Xuanling Sword Sect and the entire Rain-Raining Immortal Realm are at the overlord level, who wants to mess with them?
Hundreds of trial disciples did not hesitate, followed Zhang Zhenbiao, and rushed into the town.
After forming a simple sword formation, the combined combat power of these trial disciples and Zhang Zhenbiao was able to sweep through this small town.
No one dares to really resist.
After all, the light of Han Muye's sword hangs high.
Besides, this Yunlan Town is just a place where various parties randomly set up a garrison. Who is willing to fight for such a place that has no ownership?
In just one hour, Zhang Zhenbiao and the others took over control of the entire town.
In fact, who controls this town is completely meaningless to the immortal cultivators and those big monsters.
Your control is, I will leave soon and never come back.
I'm afraid that the town was only controlled today, and tomorrow, Yunlan Town will disappear, and then these people will gather elsewhere.
This is Yunteng Wasteland.
It is precisely because of this lack of focus that all forces are unable to truly establish a stronghold in the wasteland and truly control the wasteland.
Here, resources really show everything.
Next to the small square in the center of Yunlan Town, Han Muye sat in a small attic with only two floors.
In front of him were several immortal cultivators wearing blue and gray robes, among whom were two half-demon and a great demon in the form of a heaven-level demon.
Half-demon is a collective name for practitioners who practice the method of demon blood, their combat power is mainly based on the power of demons, and they are constantly transformed into demons.
In a sense, Han Muye is actually a half-demon practitioner.
He has refined the blood power of Ba Xia and Kui Niu.
It's just that he won't seek demonization, nor will he take the power of the demon clan as his major.
At this time, although these people stood there with some respectful expressions, how could there be any respect in their eyes?
"Everyone, my surname is Han. I came to Yunlan Town because I want to do something." Han Muye raised his head and looked at the masters with indifferent expressions and spoke softly.
These people are all powerful people in Yunlan Town, and they gather here for various reasons.
The strongest among them is already at the Heavenly Realm, the pinnacle of human immortality.
That great demon is also a peak half-saint.
These people just didn't listen to Han Muye's words.
Every expression remains unchanged.
They are all masters who have been wandering in the wilderness for a long time and do not let go of hawks when they see no rabbits.
Han Muye gathered them together, naturally he wanted to subdue them and make them work hard.
It's just that this is Yunteng Wasteland, and there are some things that you can't even think about.
The sword intent gathered on Zhang Zhenbiao who was standing aside.
But this doesn't scare these people at all.
What you want is to control this place, kill all the strong people, and tomorrow everyone will disperse. Let's see how you control it.
Han Muye waved his hand and tapped the hilt of a broken blue sword with his other hand.
On the long table in front of him, there are more than ten long swords of different styles.
After Han Muye finished speaking, he stopped talking. He just kept exploring the images in his mind and summarizing the information obtained from these swords.
In the attic, the atmosphere was slightly dull, and the only sound was the sound of Han Muye's fingers tapping the hilt of his sword.
After a cup of tea, the big demon couldn't bear it any longer and whispered: "What on earth do you want?"
Behind him, a green wolf shadow appeared.
Although the other people did not move, they were all on guard.
Han Muye slowly put away his fingers, then raised his hand and clapped it forward.
"boom--"
A ray of green fairy light turned into a torrent and hit the big demon's chest directly, knocking it out of the attic.
"Hu Liaochi, you go back and tell your Wilderness Blue Wolf Tribe to get out of a radius of 100,000 miles from Yunlan Town within three days, otherwise, I will wipe out all of you."
Han Muye's voice echoed throughout the town, causing everyone's expressions to change.
Hu Liao Chi, that is the great demon of the Green Wolf Clan.
Although the Green Wolf of the Wasteland is not a large group that can suppress one party in the wasteland, it can be regarded as a local snake in this area of thousands of miles.
All the forces from all sides can only let it go and ignore the various groups of monsters and beasts in the wasteland.
After all, Yunteng Wasteland borders the Bitter Immortal Realm, and behind the failure is the arrangement of the Immortal Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Realm.
At this time, Han Muye actually threatened, asking the Green Wolf clan to leave the Land of One Hundred Thousand Miles.
Not to mention whether the Green Wolf clan will really be obedient, even if they are obedient, they can't do it.
How is it possible to move out within three days?
Nahu Liaochi was knocked out by a blow, and his body expanded and turned into a three-foot-long green wolf, with his teeth bared and a demonic aura pervading his body.
The immortal cultivators in the attic and those watching from outside all retreated quietly.
In Han Muye's hands, streaks of cyan light gathered together, eventually turning into a hundred-foot curtain of light that appeared in the sky above the central square of the town.
Above the light curtain, lines crisscrossed each other, and there were cyan, green, gold and red dots on them.
"This is a map of one hundred thousand miles around Yunlan Town!" Someone saw what was displayed on the light screen and couldn't help but shout.
"Those lines are a bit like commercial roads everywhere, but smaller -" someone murmured in confusion.
"Cyan, it should be the stronghold of the town. I saw where Yunlan Town is, the green and gold..."
Speculations abounded, but no one could tell what was on it.
Han Muye slowly stood up and walked to the attic window.
"Cyan is the surrounding towns, green is where small forces gather, and gold is the mineral deposits that have been identified."
Han Muye looked down and spoke slowly.
From those swords, he compiled information about the surrounding forces and turned it into this detailed map.
By referring to this map, he can do many things.
Han Muye's eyes fell on Hu Liaochi: "Red, it is the Green Wolf clan and other forces that I want to expel and destroy."
"In one month, I want these red spots to disappear."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Within one month, nearly a hundred red dots disappeared within a radius of 100,000 miles.
The expressions on many people's faces have turned into fear.
Every red dot here represents a stronger power than Yunlan Town.
Who is this person in front of me, and what is his identity and background, so he dares to have such arrogant ideas?
Will his propaganda like this bring disaster to the entire Yunlan Town?
Many people retreated quietly, preparing to leave Yunlan Town and the surrounding areas thousands of miles away while the turmoil did not break out.
Han Muye glanced around, taking in everyone's actions.
It is understandable to drive away evil and avoid disaster.
He turned to look at Hu Liaochi below.
"You don't have much time left."
Han Muye waved his hand, and a golden incense lit up.
He pointed to a small red dot on the light screen closest to Yunlan Town.
"After three days, destroy this place first."
Hu Liaochi turned his head and stared at the red dot on the light screen, and his body transformed into the appearance of a big man in black robes.
There was murderous intent in his eyes, and he slowly turned his head and looked at Han Muye: "Station at Qingcaoling, okay, I'll wait for you there."
"You come and kill me."
After saying that, he transformed into a wolf and let out a long roar, which triggered nearly a hundred voices inside and outside the town to respond. Then, giant blue wolves gathered together and ran away with him.
The town suddenly became chaotic.
Han Muye stood on the attic, his eyes filled with depth.
"What is the significance of Brother Han's move?" Zhao Chen asked in confusion as he looked at Han Muye standing in front.
"Li Wei." Mr. Chu, who seldom spoke, spoke in a low voice.
"We have been immersed in business for too long, and we are used to making money from harmony." Zuo Baichou nodded, looked at the chaotic immortal cultivators in front, and whispered softly.
"Yes, if you want to suppress one party, you must use both kindness and force." Zhang Zhenbiao pointed at the green-red light spot on the light screen.
"There is a golden spot next to the Qingcaoling station, which is a mineral deposit."
"If the Qinglang clan is driven away, this mineral deposit will naturally fall into the hands of Yunlan Town."
"With the benefits of this mineral deposit, we can bring these people who have left back back."
Zhang Zhenbiao has been in charge of one side for thousands of years and is very familiar with these methods.
But he knew that if it were him, he would definitely not dare to do this.
Because this is not Fuliao Wasteland, nor is it under the rule of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
This is Yunteng Wasteland, and there are no rules here.
Only, strength.
And this is exactly what Han Muye has.
Looking up at Han Muye, who had a calm expression and a faint sword light flowing on his body, Zhang Zhenbiao's eyes flashed with anticipation.
I put everything on Junior Brother Han, hoping that I was right.
"boom--"
Half a day later, there was a roaring sound from the western sky.
A blue-gray demonic light flashed, cutting through the flowing clouds in the sky, and flying down towards Yunlan Town.
The strong wind caused by it was like thunder.
Hundreds of miles around the town, everyone looked up.
At this time, there were only two people left in the town.
Others were watching from outside the town.
"He is the Demon Saint of the Green Wolf Clan."
Cultivate demons and become saints.
Such strong men can already suppress existences thousands of miles away.
"I know that there are three demon saints in Qingcao Ridge, and the one with the most bad temper is Chu Jiwu, the great green wolf demon."
Outside Yunlan Town, an old man wearing a light golden robe narrowed his eyes, and then whispered: "Let's stay away, the saints will fight, the mountains will collapse and the earth will crack."
The heaven and earth in the fairy world are stable, and it is difficult to break through the void.
But these powerful men who have reached the realm of human immortals have already reached extreme strength. It is still easy to move mountains and collapse mountains and rivers with one blow.
"If you dare to provoke our Qinglang Saint Clan, you are really looking for death——"
The sound of wolves howling came from the void, followed by violent shouting.
A 100-foot green wolf phantom fell from the sky and headed towards the center of Yunlan Town.
Han Muye stood there, the sword light already appearing on his body, leading him to look for the big monster.
Zhao Chen and others looked at each other and stepped aside.
If Han Muye wants to establish his authority, he naturally has to do it himself.
Han Muye had never taken action before occupying Yunlan Town.
"Canglang——"
There was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
The sound is melodious and can be heard hundreds of miles away.
"What a sword!"
"At least it's a magic weapon!"
"Is it the elite of the Xuanling Sword Sect?"
All eyes and thoughts turned to where the sword light originated.
A hundred-foot-long sword light, with a hint of pale golden cold light in the cyan color.
This sword light can make people feel chilly even from a distance of hundreds of miles.
"Sword Immortal!"
"More than a sword fairy, this sword contains a power that is like clouds, thunder and earth fire. Once activated, it will definitely destroy the world."
The sword flew out.
Everyone wants to see the sword fight with the Blue Wolf Demon.
The battle between such a swordsman and a demon saint of the wasteland must be extremely exciting.
This kind of battle may not be seen for a hundred years.
The higher one reaches in cultivation, the less likely one is to start fighting lightly.
"Well come—"
The green wolf, wrapped in the demonic aura, shouted loudly, and then stretched out its sharp claws.
The ten-foot-long wolf claws struck at the sword light, as if they were going to smash the sword light into pieces with one blow.
"when--"
Crisp sound.
Then, the black wolf claw broke.
The sword light followed suit.
Blood color and evil light saturate the sky.
The clouds disperse and the fog disperses.
There seemed to be echoes of wolf howls echoing through the void.
But the demon saint who howled like a wolf had already died.
Kill the Green Wolf Demon Saint with one sword!
There was a sound of inhalation for hundreds of miles around Yunlan Town.
This sword is truly powerful and domineering to the extreme!
It seemed like an understatement, but he directly killed a great green wolf demon. Not only did he not even resist, his soul was even directly strangled.
What is ruthless?
This is!
After the sword strike, the world was silent.
Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, the long sword returned, the sword light dispersed, leaving only a three-foot green peak.
He raised his hand and stroked the sword lightly, then shook his head and said lightly: "It's too weak."
Too weak!
A demon saint from the Blue Wolf Clan was actually called too weak.
Is this arrogance, or is he really so powerful that he doesn't care?
In the silence, the immortal cultivators who were about to leave quietly stopped.
In the wilderness, only those who rely on the strong can go further.
If Han Muye can show his power to convince everyone, they won't mind staying in Yunlan Town.
In two days, no one from the Qinglang clan came to Yunlan Town.
However, according to information gathered from various parties on the trade route, strong men from the Qinglang clan have already gone to Qingcaoling.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! From this point of view, they are waiting for Han Muye at the Qinglang Clan’s station in Qingcaoling.
I wonder if this mysterious strong man from Yunlan Town would dare to go under the current situation.
"The golden incense is about to burn out. If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he won't go." Someone whispered as he saw that there was only a glimmer of light left in the golden incense in the square.
"So what, after all, soldiers are not afraid of deceit. He can kill the demon saint with one sword. He is already powerful. Even if he doesn't go to Qingcao Ridge, there is nothing wrong with waiting here." After seeing Han Muye's sword, someone began to speak for him.
"The fragrance is gone."
"boom--"
At the moment when the golden incense burned out, a sword light shot up from Han Muye's body into the sky and went straight into the clouds.
The long sword rolled up a storm, causing thousands of miles of surrounding wind and clouds, turning into a huge sword that spanned a hundred miles.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, the long sword spanned thousands of miles and slashed down with one strike.
Until the long sword turned into a three-foot green blade, swayed back, and then hung quietly thousands of feet above Yunlan Town, there was still silence between heaven and earth.
Half a day later, news came.
"Qingcaoling was leveled by a sword."
"The Blue Wolf clan had 180,000 members, eight demon saints, and three human immortals, all of them fell under that sword."
When he heard the news, a piece of spiritual material in Zhao Chen's hand fell to the ground.
"Is my brother Han so fierce..."
The merchant opposite him flashed in his eyes and whispered: "Sir, if you want to know the address of the Jade and Iron Three Rings Mine, I can sell it to you."
You didn't sell it after grinding it for a long time, but now you sell it immediately?
Zhao Chen had a smile on his face.
At this moment, Mr. Chu, who was behind him, stepped forward and stood beside Zhao Chen, with a golden halo spread out on his body.
In the sky, clouds and waves gathered, and a giant claw descended from the sky, seeming to crush the entire Yunlan Town to pieces with one blow!
Han Muye stood in front of the Bluestone Square, looking at the huge wolf claw that had been caught head-on, with a faint smile on his face.
What is supposed to come, will always come.
In Yunteng Wasteland, who can be frightened by killing three or five Heavenly Lords?
"After today, I, Han Muye, should have a place in this Yunteng Wasteland."
Han Muye whispered lightly, then took a step forward, straight into the void, and reached out to hold the hanging long sword.