558, The God-Slaying Sword Immortal Behind Han Muye
Golden Immortal, Ye Ming!
The top strongman in the Yunteng Wasteland, a rare lone traveler.
Before he became a Golden Immortal, he fought alone in the Bitter Immortal Realm against a great Celestial Immortal, which attracted countless monsters from the Bitter Immortal Realm to pursue him.
At that time, powerful people from all walks of life in the human race extended olive branches to Ye Ming. As long as he took refuge, he would get help.
Some forces even promised that as long as Ye Ming surrendered, he would immediately become a powerful elder.
But Ye Ming refused.
He ran for thousands of years in the Bitter Immortal Realm and was chased by three great demon kings. In the final battle, he broke through the Golden Immortal Realm and fought with the three demon kings, both of whom suffered losses.
After that, the Ye Ming Golden Immortal came to Yunteng Wasteland and stayed there ever since.
No one knew what he was doing in the wilderness.
"Wait for me?" Ye Ming, who had a thin face, slowly retracted his hand and his eyes fell on Han Muye's face.
"Little guy, do you know the gap between you and Jinxian?"
Looking at Han Muye's calm face, he shook his head and said calmly: "You don't know."
"How can today's young people still have a sense of awe?"
His expression seemed to be distressed, as if he was looking at an outstanding junior who made a mistake.
Jin Huo, who had lowered his head to devour the meat, raised his head and looked at Ye Ming Jinxian, and then turned to look at Han Muye with some confusion.
It flapped its wings and ran to Han Muye.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at the messy tabletop in front of him that was eaten by golden fire, and said softly: "Senior, just like you did in the Bitter Immortal Realm?"
Ye Ming became famous in his first battle in the Buxian Realm.
But at that time, he had no fear of the strong.
Ye Ming laughed and raised his hand.
Above the entire pavilion, the light and shadow changed, turning into a green forest.
Space moves!
This is a method only available to the powerful Golden Immortals. They can directly move a space in the Immortal Realm to their own cave, or they can also move this space into the void.
Only the powerful Golden Immortal who possesses his own world above the Heavenly Immortal Transformation can be recognized by the power of the Immortal World and can control the void like this.
Even at the peak of the Immortal Realm, in the Realm of Transformation, one cannot move space in the Immortal Realm.
This method of directly dragging the opponent into one's own cave, or banishing him to the void, is extremely terrifying.
"How about, you can be a guarding swordsman here in my cave."
Looking at Han Muye, Ye Ming turned his eyes to the little firebird standing on his shoulder: "You can also stay here, here -"
Before he finished speaking, the little firebird flapped its wings and started chirping.
Han Muye shook his head and said, "Senior, it doesn't want to. It says there is no meat here."
Ye Ming Jinxian grinned and glared at Jin Huo. A green stream of light on his body turned into a rope, wrapping Jin Huo's body.
"I can roast you to see if your meat tastes good."
Jin Huo, who was bound by the rope, moaned lowly and seemed to dare not resist.
A smile just appeared on Ye Ming Jinxian's face when he heard Han Muye's voice again: "It means that you can bake it, but if you don't, you will be your grandson."
Jin Huo suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Muye.
The smile on Yeming Jinxian's face froze.
He raised his hand, and a golden flame rose.
"Back then, I refined a flame bird in the Bitter Immortal Realm. Although it is not a prehistoric beast, it can still be regarded as a rare bird of the fire attribute."
"Do you want this fire?"
Ye Ming Jinxian's eyes were not fixed on Jin Huo, but on Han Muye: "I can kill him first, and then you can decide."
As soon as the words fell, the golden flames swirled and crashed towards Han Muye.
Han Muye was about to fly back, but suddenly stopped.
This is Jinxian's cave. Here, he doesn't even have the strength to escape.
Seeing the flames coming, Han Muye took a breath and raised his fingers.
A sword light emerged.
"when--"
The sword light hit the flames and made a crisp sound.
The flame turned into a long blue-gray feather.
In Han Muye's hand, a clear long sword appeared.
"You are indeed proud to be able to block my flames with your sword."
Looking at Han Muye, Ye Ming Sword Immortal's eyes flashed with halo.
He raised his hand, and in his palm, five long blue-gray feathers flashed.
Golden flames wrapped the long feathers and turned into a tornado.
The flame was so fierce that it directly ignited the surrounding space, turning the surrounding area into a sea of fire.
"Chirp——"
The golden fire roared loudly, and its bound wings spread out directly, tumbling in the sea of fire.
Looking at its appearance, the greed in Ye Ming Jinxian's eyes became even stronger.
"Little guy, just follow me..."
He opened his palm and let go of the tornado.
The tornado hit Han Muye and pinned him down from the head.
Han Muye swung the long sword in his hand, but he could only break the tornado, but could not make the tornado dissipate.
He cannot resist the power of the Golden Immortal.
This kind of suppression comes from the soul and the body.
However, Han Muye could feel that Ye Ming had not really used the power of the Golden Immortal yet, and he had no killing intention.
Jin Huo also seemed to notice that Han Muye was suppressed, and flapped his wings, trying to fly over.
It's just that it is also suppressed by the Ye Ming Golden Immortal and is powerless.
In the fire tornado, Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.
Use all your means and then fight with Ye Ming Jinxian with all your strength?
useless.
Even if he reveals his secret and uses two swords of the soul and the power of two divine beasts, he still cannot be the opponent of Jinxian.
This is a gap in power levels.
Captured without mercy?
Han Muye's eyes were shining brightly.
Just because Ye Ming Jinxian has no killing intention does not mean that he will not kill him.
It is impossible to really restrain one's hands and put one's life in the hands of others.
Fortunately, he never does things without any tricks.
Raising his hand, a golden token appeared in his palm.
The golden light on the token moved and turned into a golden doorway.
Above the gate, golden light interweaves into fairy patterns. The fairy patterns are dim, but people cannot look directly at them. Each fairy pattern seems to be alive, constantly moving around.
Behind the gate, there is a continuous illusory palace.
"Kill the temple!" Yeming Jinxian's expression changed and he retreated sharply.
But at this moment, a long sword flew out of the courtyard.
The green and black long sword is simple and unpretentious, but the magnificent power revealed in the sword light makes people completely unable to control their own energy, blood and soul.
With just a flash of sword light, the fire tornado that suppressed Han Muye was broken open.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Yeming Jinxian.
"Stab-"
The long sword tore open Ye Ming Jinxian's robe and flew out, grazing his oily back.
A Taoist wearing a green robe and with white hair stepped out of the courtyard, raised his hand to hold the flying sword, and then his eyes fell on Ye Ming Jinxian.
"Golden boy?"
"Are you trying to go against my Xuanling Sword Sect?"
"That's good, Pindao's sword is already thirsty for blood."
Having said this, the Taoist turned his head to look at Han Muye, and then turned his attention to the golden fire.
Jin Huo seemed to be very frightened. He flapped his wings and landed on Han Muye's shoulder, shrinking his head and face behind him.
"Han Muye has met Master Shu Ming, and according to the agreement with Master Shu Ming, I have attracted the powerful Golden Immortal."
Han Muye raised his hands to the Taoist and spoke loudly.
Attract the powerful Golden Immortal.
This Taoist Shu Ming was the one who originally accepted Han Muye into the Temple of the Killing.
The most secret hall of Xuanling Sword Sect, only the elites of the three halls have the chance to join.
Kill the temple.
This is a palace of inheritance that even the Xuanling Sword Sect does not know about, and it represents the strongest power of the Xuanling Sword Sect.
Just like the Taoist Shu Ming in front of me.
The task he gave Han Muye was to lure a golden immortal into the game.
The original words: "Boy, when you encounter a strong person that you can't deal with, summon me, but it has to be the Golden Immortal, right?"
Looking at the Taoist in front of him, Ye Ming's aura changed and he finally shook his head.
"Xuanling Sword Sect Shu Ming Jinxian, senior, if you want to teach me Ye Ming a lesson, just come here. Why bother with Little Friend Han?" He smiled bitterly and spoke softly.
Just when he spoke, his body moved, the halo around him exploded, and a wave of void crashed towards Han Muye and Taoist Shu Ming.
"boom--"
The void shook, and the entire cave sky roared.
This is the power of heaven and earth possessed by the master of the cave.
He used the power of heaven and earth to move the opponent away.
But Taoist Shu Ming seemed to be there, motionless.
I can't leave in someone else's cave.
A trace of surprise flashed across Ye Ming Jinxian's face, and her expression turned solemn.
"Senior, do you really want to have a fight?"
On his body, the green fairy light gathered and condensed into a three-foot bronze mace.
This bronze mace is densely covered with light cyan fairy patterns, and there are dark patterns of various colors on all sides, showing the faces of mythical beasts.
Shuming Jinxian nodded, raised the sword in his hand, and pointed at Yeming Jinxian.
"You know my rules for killing the temple. You must always support your juniors and show your skills."
Every elite who is qualified to be introduced to the Temple of Killing is proud.
Empty talk about how powerful the Temple of Killing is has no appeal to these elites.
Only by directly demonstrating your methods can you convince them and give them a sense of belonging to the Temple of Killing.
Is there anything more direct than crushing a powerful Golden Immortal?
"So, I am the one whose tricks were shown?" Ye Ming Jinxian's face showed pride, and he waved his bronze mace.
"I also want to save face, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Ming Jinxian's sword had already cut open the space in front of him and pierced Ye Ming's chest.
In addition to being fast, this sword goes straight forward without any fancy.
Han Muye's expression remained motionless, but his mind's interpretation of the scene in front of him had reached its extreme.
It is an extremely rare opportunity to watch the Golden Immortal take action.
The picture in his mind continued to lengthen and decompose, and the sword in Shu Ming Jinxian's hand also began to fade, and then slowly turned into a ray of light.
This is the real sword.
Because the sword was struck so fast, it looked like sword marks.
In fact, this sword is just a bit of starlight.
This reminded Han Muye of the illusory long tail that comes out of a meteor as it streaks across the sky.
A sword pierced the void, so the sword produced an illusory sword shadow.
What would happen if the sword that could pierce the void fell on me?
Also, when this sword pierced into the void, the power it brought out had already suppressed the void. What Ye Ming, standing in front of him, had to bear was the power to shatter an entire void.
Therefore, if Ye Ming wants to avoid this sword at this time, he needs to block the power of Shattered Void.
Ye Ming, who looked solemn, raised his hand, holding his bronze mace in front of him.
"when--"
The blade of the sword hit the bronze mace, making a crisp sound.
Han Muye stared at the bronze mace.
The grade of this treasure is actually as high as the sky.
Immortal treasure is still the best among immortal treasures.
This is a treasure!
Moreover, Han Muye saw the origin of this treasure.
Gathering Demon Bell.
Back then, the treasure of the ancient world, the Demon Gathering Bell, was broken into pieces, and countless demon clans were scattered everywhere.
Han Muye had a Token of Ten Thousand Demons in his hand, which was made from the fragments of the Demon Gathering Bell.
Unexpectedly, I could see an ancient artifact here again, and of course this is also a fragment.
It's just that the fragment in Ye Ming's hand was originally a complete upper part of the Demon Gathering Bell, but now it looks like a bronze mace.
"when--"
Shu Ming Jinxian's sword thrust out again.
As before, the fast belt brings out the illusory trajectory.
But this time, Ye Ming Jinxian's expression became more solemn. He took a step back, raised his bronze mace and struck it hard.
"boom--"
The sword light collided with the bronze mace, and the exploding sword light directly enveloped Ye Ming Jinxian.
Han Muye clearly saw that the power of the stab just now was divided into one hundred thousand sword light thrusts.
It is similar to his Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan, except that this sword is a collection of countless thrusting sword skills, gathered into one sword.
"Boy Han, can you tell what is the secret of my sword?" Looking at Ye Ming who was enveloped in the sword light, Shu Ming Jinxian said proudly.
"If you can see through 10% of it, you can at least reach the top of the heavenly realm if you continue to practice swordsmanship."
"If you can directly see through 30%, then you can expect the Golden Immortal Avenue."
"if--"
Before he could finish speaking, he had already raised his hand.
Because a long sword appeared behind him.
Han Muye drew his sword.
The sword light is clear and the sword marks are illusory.
A sword thrust out, causing a faint vibration in the void.
Not as sloppy as Shu Ming Jinxian.
When this sword light shattered in the void, it had already consumed too much power.
But Shu Mingjinxian's expression was extremely shocked. He raised his hand to block the sword light, and then a light curtain flashed, dividing the sword light.
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Shu Mingjinxian stared at these light spots and counted: "Three thousand one hundred, five thousand, eight thousand, okay, ten thousand..."
"Thirty-six thousand ways, good, good."
Slowly raising his head to look at Han Muye, Shu Ming Jinxian's eyes shone brightly: "You can see through my sword, and directly understand it, and return thirty-six thousand sword lights with one sword."
"Boy Han, when you have accumulated enough achievements, you must come to the swordsmanship building of the temple."
"That's where you need to go most."
After saying that, he laughed and turned around to look at the Ye Ming Golden Immortal wrapped in sword light.
"Boy, if you don't come out, I'm going to tear your cave apart."
These words shocked Ye Ming, who was wrapped in sword light, and then the bronze mace hit the phantoms of mythical beasts to open the cocoon of light.
His face was slightly pale, he looked at Shu Ming Jinxian and shook his head and said: "If I had known that this boy was behind the Temple of Slayer, I would not have caused any trouble for him."
"It's my misfortune too. The meatless bamboo that I have been decorating for so long was destroyed by him."
Ye Ming spoke a little naggingly, expressing his dissatisfaction.
But what was waiting for him was another sword strike from Shu Ming Jinxian.
"I don't care about you so much. Let's have a good fight."
The sword edge chopped Ye Ming's body into pieces, and then cut open the entire cave.
Ye Ming, who gathered his body together again, looked even more ugly.
He had to raise his hand, and another green rope flew out and hit Shu Ming Jinxian.
Han Muye stood where he was and watched the confrontation between the two powerful Golden Immortals, the images in his mind constantly churning.
The road to simplicity.
The closer you get to the realm of a strong person, the simpler your fighting methods become.
But the power contained in this simplicity is anything but simple!
