553. Are you interested in joining the Blood War Sect?
Han Muye's sword has always been placed in the sword box behind his back. No one knows how many swords there are in it, but Han Muye once gathered a dragon of sword light, and there were many swords in the sword box.
Outsiders have also speculated whether he is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect and whether he also has a sword tower.
It's just that he has never used Xuanling Sword Sect's swordsmanship methods, which makes it difficult for people to distinguish.
Of course, whether he is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect or not is not the most important thing in this wasteland.
In Yunteng Wasteland, it all depends on your own strength in the end.
Just like this!
Han Muye shouted lowly, and in the sword case behind him, thousands of long swords were unsheathed, one after another, like a dragon of long swords, or like a river of sword light.
Each long sword is shining brightly, and when the swords are connected together, they are as bright as the stars in the sky.
"when."
A long sword collided with the attacking sword light. The long sword vibrated slightly and fell directly.
Can't stop it.
The Blood War Sect's techniques are based on evil spirits and have a strong suppressive effect on the spirituality of fairy light.
Han Muye's sword was completely unable to withstand the long sword of Wushen Sword Immortal Xia Jun.
But what Han Muye produced was not a sword.
Instead, thousands of long swords came out at once.
"when--"
"when--"
…
Each sword fell after colliding with the sword light of Wushen Sword Fairy.
One handle.
Ten handles.
Hundred handles.
Thousand handles!
The long sword that was attacking finally slowed down slightly.
Thousands of long swords clashed against each other, finally slowing down the speed of the Wushen Sword's sword light.
As long as this sword can slow down a little, that's enough.
Countless sword lights were like locusts, surrounding the long sword, and the sound of "ding-dong" was endless.
When the long sword flew down three feet in front of Han Muye, it had completely lost its impact and was floating quietly.
This is a blue-grey long sword, three feet and one minute long, covered with fairy patterns, the blade is matte, and the dark gold hilt is engraved with mysterious thunderbird patterns.
In front of Han Muye, there was no longer a sword blocking him.
At this moment, he was directly facing the sword.
"It's really blocked!" A low exclamation came from the surrounding void.
Wushen Sword Immortal's sword was thousands of miles away, and the majestic ups and downs like the collapse of sky clouds made countless sword cultivators tremble in their hearts.
I'm afraid there aren't many people within a radius of thousands of miles who can safely take such a sword.
"This method is really like the sword formation of the Xuanling Sword Sect, but it is not." Someone stared at Han Muye and whispered softly.
If a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect could use the power of the sword tower to control the sword formation, they could definitely be sharper than Han Muye's sword light at this moment.
Of course, being able to defeat thousands of swords as one and break the sky-shattering sword of the Wushen Sword Immortal is already a rare and powerful sword cultivator.
"It's wonderful, it's a worthwhile trip." A gray-haired old man wearing a black robe and a black sword on his back had bright eyes and a hint of sword spirit exuding from his body.
It's a worthwhile trip.
It was a worthwhile trip to see this clash of swordsmanship.
Under everyone's gaze, Han Muye slowly stretched out his hand.
A faint sword light shone from his fingertips, clashing with the long sword in front of him.
The sword light penetrated the long sword, and the long sword suddenly trembled violently, as if it wanted to escape, but was imprisoned and unable to leave.
"Dare you——"
Thousands of miles away, there was an angry shout, and the sound of wind and thunder surged.
The Godless Sword Immortal Xia Jun arrives through the sky!
But to travel thousands of miles, he needs time.
Han Muye had a slight smile on his face, and the sword intent on his fingertips penetrated into the long sword.
The picture in his mind almost made him laugh out loud.
Where is this sword?
This is clearly a sword of the soul!
Xia Jun, the Godless Sword Immortal, condensed his soul into a sword, and directly used this sword to attack and kill thousands of miles away.
Now to explore the secrets in the sword, you can directly look through his soul memory.
Moreover, as long as you infuse your own sword energy, you can directly take away his sword spirit, making him truly a "Godless Sword Immortal"!
Wearing a black robe, an eight-foot-tall old man in his fifties, covered with sword light and still carrying a strong wind, stood ten feet away in front of Han Muye, his eyes fixed on Han Muye.
He raised his hand, holding it in his palm, trying to bring back his long sword.
But the sword, under the infusion of Han Muye's sword intent, no longer obeyed his command.
This made Xia Jun look extremely ugly.
"What's going on?" All the swordsman masters who came from far and wide to watch looked puzzled.
Why can’t Wushen Sword Fairy take back his long sword?
For a swordsman, the sword is his limbs and his life.
If the sword is controlled by an outsider, wouldn't it mean that you will directly hand over your life?
"This Yunlan Sword Immortal's methods are terrible." Some masters who had noticed the clues stared at the trembling sword and whispered in a low voice.
This sword wants to go away, but it can't!
If anyone wants to fight Yunlan Sword Immortal in the future, they must not use the art of sword control, otherwise, the sword in their hand will most likely be taken away!
Seeing the long sword trembling, Wushen Sword Immortal gritted his teeth and shouted, then raised his hands.
"Buzz——"
The long sword vibrated and slowly turned into a stream of pale golden light.
The power of the soul!
This sword is not a real sword, but the soul!
This is the real secret of Wushen Sword Immortal!
Countless exclamations were heard.
The name of Xia Jun, the Godless Sword Immortal, has been spread in the wasteland for tens of thousands of years. No one knows that his long sword that kills people from the air is actually his own soul.
This guy actually dares to directly attack and kill with his own soul, and he is not afraid of being infiltrated with secret techniques to directly seize his soul?
The movements of Yuan Shen are beyond comparison with any sword.
But Yuanshen is Yuanshen after all, and is not as stable as a real sword. Although its spirituality is strong, it can be easily eroded.
If he had known that Jun Xia's sword was made of soul, he would never have been undefeated for 30,000 years!
"It's a pity that this opportunity to defeat Xia Jun was passed by Yunlan Sword Immortal——" Someone's eyes flashed with light, and before he spoke, he suddenly stared.
The dispersed souls reunited and reappeared in front of Xia Jun.
But the reappearing soul is not a sword, but a bloody battle spear!
Bloody gun!
Bloody Battle Sect!
The master of swordsmanship who has been famous for thousands of years in Yunteng Wasteland is actually a disciple of the bloody battle sect, the overlord of Fuyuxian Realm!
If Yunlan Sword Immortal hadn't taken action and broke Xia Jun's Soul Sword, who would have known that Xia Jun was actually a disciple of the Blood War Sect?
The Blood War Sect is one of the overlords in this world, and it is also the kind of overlord that cannot be messed with.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Many people looked at the bloody spear and could not help but quietly retreat.
The tyranny of the Blood War Sect has already penetrated deeply into the hearts of all the immortal cultivators in the Rain-Wandering Immortal World.
The reputation of bloody battles comes from fighting to the death.
Anyone who opposes the disciples of the Blood War Sect must be prepared for the endless pursuit of the Blood War Sect.
"A good trick can turn my sword into a gun. You are the first one in ten thousand years." Xia Jun raised his hand to hold the handle of the gun and looked at Han Muye with murderous intent in his eyes.
"The last one was Du Ming Sword Immortal He Qu."
"It's really difficult to kill him."
How could the Sword Immortal of the Ming Dynasty be wronged!
This name attracted exclamations from all around.
The famous lone swordsman in the wasteland, a strong man who had reached the realm of refining the void, had disappeared for thousands of years. Many people speculated that he had broken through in seclusion and was preparing to enter the realm of refining the void.
It turns out that he was killed by the Godless Sword Immortal Xia Jun!
On Xia Jun's spear, the blood light gathered into a bloody wolf shadow.
This wolf shadow has three heads, an illusory body, and a black halo.
"I hope you won't disappoint me and become the fourth soul-casting member of my bloody battle gun!"
Xia Jun, who no longer concealed his identity, shouted loudly and thrust out his war spear.
The gun whistled straight into the void.
One ten thousandth of a breath in ten feet of space was broken.
Gather your strength at one point and break through the void!
An inch long, an inch strong!
The power of a spear is not inferior to that of a sword.
The power of the Blood War Sect is not inferior to that of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
Xia Jun's spear is stronger than his sword!
The moment the spear was thrust out, countless people around them stared wide-eyed and their hearts beat wildly.
Even the Void Refining Celestial Immortal would not dare to take such a shot head-on!
"boom--"
The spear hit in front of Han Muye and directly wrapped his body. The blood-colored light intertwined and turned into a cocoon of light.
Devour.
With bloodthirsty power, he directly wrapped up and swallowed Han Muye.
The Blood War Sect relies on fighting to support fighting. The more they fight, the stronger they become. They will never stop fighting to the death.
As long as this spear swallows Han Muye's soul and body, it can gather another battle spear soul.
The three-headed wolf will also turn into four.
Looking at the surging blood, Xia Jun showed a smile on his face.
"The blood soul is swallowed, no wonder."
"Xia Jun is a powerful member of the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect. He is the best at devouring divine souls. He is the Godless Sword Immortal. This title is so ironic..."
The Blood War Sect has three halls: Blood Killing, Blood Soul, and Blood Seal. Blood Killing is the craziest, Blood Soul is the most ruthless, and Blood Seal is the most ruthless.
The strong men of the Blood Soul Hall will take action and extract the opponent's soul to refine the weapon and body. No wonder this Xia Jun can get the title of the Godless Sword Immortal.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, I'm afraid he will be unknown in this world..."
Many eyes fell on the bloody light with complex expressions.
After all, Da Zong is Da Zong. His background, foundation, and methods are not comparable to those of ordinary immortal cultivators.
The blood soul devouring of the Blood War Sect cannot be broken at all.
Otherwise, the Blood War Sect would not be able to become one of the overlords of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
As the blood surged, Xia Jun's eyes turned to Yunlan City ahead.
After a while, you can become the master of this city.
If it weren't for the sect's mission, and he was asked to suppress Yunlan Sword Immortal, who might be a master of the Xuanling Sword Sect, he wouldn't take action.
Looking at Yunlan City now, maybe I have come to the right place?
With a smile on his face, he pressed down his stretched out hand.
The bloody cocoon of light that enveloped Han Muye began to sink in.
But at this moment, the smile on his face slowly faded.
The next moment, his face was full of fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying!
The blood soul that condensed his cultivation was completely out of control!
The power of the blood soul is shattering!
The Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect relies on the power of the Blood Soul to suppress all directions. If the power of the Blood Soul is broken, the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect will be useless.
The change in the expression on Xia Jun's face also caused the faces of the powerful men who were paying attention to him to change.
His mind was sharp and he had already noticed something was wrong.
It seems that the power of the blood soul did not directly kill Han Wudi?
"boom--"
The power of the blood soul that enveloped Han Muye exploded, and three bloody streams of light rushed into the sky and landed on the list of gods in Yunlan City.
Then, three golden shadows appeared.
"That is, Chen Siyuan, a strong man from the Blood War Sect, was appointed as the elder in the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect. How could he be in the blood soul of Lord Xia..." Seeing the figure standing in front of him, someone asked in confusion.
"Traitor!" In mid-air, the golden figure standing in front of him stared at the pale-looking Xia Jun below and shouted loudly.
Traitor!
Xia Jun's legs went weak.
"I remembered that there was a disciple named Xia Yucheng under Elder Chen Siyuan back then!"
"Yes, he was a spiritual genius. It is said that he reached the peak of human immortality in just a thousand years. He was a proud figure among the descendants of the Blood War Sect. Unfortunately, he disappeared later for unknown reasons."
Xia Yucheng, this is Xia Jun, the Godless Sword Immortal!
But how could his master be in the power of his blood soul?
"Xia Jun, no, Xia Yucheng, you didn't expect that I can have a secret method to communicate with blood souls, right?" Han Muye stood there, looked at Xia Jun who was lying on the ground, and said calmly.
"He deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, attacked the master who was in seclusion, and refined him into his own blood soul. Even the other two blood souls are fellow disciples of the Blood War Sect."
"No wonder you came to this Yunteng Wasteland incognito. Are you afraid that if you stay in the Blood War Sect, your evil deeds will eventually be discovered?"
Han Muye's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Xia Jun's head.
He trembled and raised his head, looking at the three figures glaring angrily.
"Yes, you forced me..."
"The gods and humans are in decline. I will die without a burial place. If I don't want to die, then you can only die!"
Gritting his teeth, Xia Jun slowly stood up, his body covered with blood.
In his hand, a bloody war gun appeared again.
But when the war gun reappeared, all the powerful people watching around him screamed in surprise.
"Demon light!"
"He has taken refuge in the Bitter Immortal Realm!"
"This is the blood evil spirit. There are only a few people who practice this way in the Bitter Immortal Realm."
Several figures flew out and crashed towards Xia Jun.
Not to mention sharing the same enemy, if we can capture Xia Jun at this time, we can at least buy a favor for the Blood War Sect.
The Blood War Sect will not tolerate traitors who deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors.
Although the Blood War Sect acts arrogantly and arrogantly, it is not considered an evil sect.
"boom--"
Xia Jun raised his spear, a burst of blood exploded, and then his body was wrapped in blood and flew away.
Several rays of sword light followed closely behind him, and he chased away.
Han Muye looked at the flowing light in the distance but did not take action.
No need.
He also didn't expect that this swordsman who had roamed the wasteland for 30,000 years would actually be a disciple of the Blood War Sect.
The key is still a disciple who betrayed the Blood War Sect.
This time, the Blood War Sect may lose all face.
Looking up at the three figures conferred by the Conferred Gods, Han Muye showed a faint smile on his face.
Naturally, he has no ability to communicate with blood souls.
But when he touched Xia Jun's Soul Sword before, he had already seen the process of condensing his blood soul.
He already knew Xia Jun's practice method very well.
Relying on his full level of understanding, he deduced the flaw in this blood soul practice.
Although the blood soul is strong, Xia Jun's condensation is not enough.
As long as the cast soul is decomposed when the blood soul is devoured, the power of the blood soul can be broken.
When he was wrapped in the blood soul just now, he had already used his soul sword to shatter Xia Jun's blood soul and freed the three forged souls.
There is no need for him to take action in the following matters.
One day later, Xia Jun was attacked and killed by a strong man from the Blood War Sect, and his soul was collected.
The majesty of the Blood War Sect cannot be offended.
Yunlan City, the main hall of the city lord.
Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, looked calm and looked at the stern-faced middle-aged monk in front of him.
"This junior has met Elder Hengtian of the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect."
A strong man from the Blood Soul Hall of the Blood War Sect in the Void Realm traveled across hundreds of millions of miles and arrived in the Yunteng Wasteland in one day to kill the traitor Xia Jun.
This is evident from the strength of the Blood War Sect.
"Are you interested in joining the Blood War Sect?" Elder Hengtian said calmly with his hands behind his back, looking at the list of gods hanging in the sky.
