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79, Sanshizhai Tuobacheng, please order down the mountain!

The Sanqin Sword Sect was destroyed!

The entire venue was silent.

A rather powerful sect was wiped out just like that!

These days, everyone has witnessed the Sanqin Sword Sect being defeated bit by bit, and everyone knows that the Sanqin Sword Sect will be destroyed.

But no one could have imagined that the Sanqin Sword Sect would be destroyed by a sword from an elder of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect!

This kind of real intimidation made everyone afraid to speak.

Standing tall, Tuoba Cheng looked up to the sky and laughed.

He turned his head, looked at Han Muye and said calmly: "Can you take care of these big things?"

Han Muye shook his head.

He couldn't afford to participate in such a big event.

Regardless of whether it was the Sanqin Sword Sect or the Great Trouble of the Monster Clan, he was not qualified to participate.

Tuoba Cheng turned around and looked at the red and black light in the sky, and the sword intent from his body rushed out of the sky!

"You can't control it, I do!"

"boom--"

A ten-foot sword light rose from his body and turned into the shadow of a roaring white tiger.

"Elder of the Tushi lineage, Tuoba Cheng of Sanshizhai, please come down the mountain——"

Tuoba Cheng's voice resounded through the sky, the clouds in the sky were pushed away, and the sky was filled with light.

"That's the sword power!" Someone at the venue exclaimed.

"Elder Tuoba Chang has already cultivated his sword skills? Doesn't that mean he will step into the ranks of the strongest in Western Xinjiang?" Someone shouted with wide eyes.

"It seems that it's still a little short of..." Someone with advanced cultivation frowned and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Tuoba Cheng has not taken that step yet.

"allow."

In the void, he responded lightly.

The voice seemed to come from nine heavens, making people's souls tremble when they heard it.

"Thank you, Sect Master." There was uncontrollable pride in Tuoba Cheng's voice.

"At the gate of Sanshizhai, follow me down the mountain to destroy the demon."

"The competition at the sect gathering will be changed to a demon-killing trial mission, which lasts for three years. The one with the highest merit will be rewarded with a magic weapon."

"Buzz——"

The voice sounded, and scrolls appeared around Tuoba Cheng's body.

The scroll was unfolded, and on it was the phantom of a ten-foot-long white tiger with hanging eyes.

The white tiger appears, and the endless pressure drops.

The ferocious power of Ya Can made all the low-level disciples of various sects in the entire venue tremble.

The power of the king of beasts is so terrifying!

Thirty-six scrolls, thirty-six white tigers appear.

The entire sky is filled with the fierce power of the white tiger.

No matter it is the elders of various sects or the elite disciples, no one can raise their heads!

This is the power of the great monk!

Han Muye's eyes widened as he looked at the thirty-six shadows that were about to form swords.

"Boy, do you think this White Tiger scroll lacks strength?"

In mid-air, Tuoba Cheng lowered his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye opened his mouth but said nothing.

With such power, who can say that he has no strength?

Tuoba Cheng's eyes were filled with bright cold light, and his figure flew straight into the sky and turned into a stream of light.

Thirty-six phantoms of white tigers followed closely behind, covered in white light, covering the sky and the sun!

"Tuo Bacheng will go down the mountain today to destroy the demon, and he will definitely kill Hu Taisheng——"

As if in response to his words, clouds and thunder rolled in the sky!

The white tiger condensed into a sword light hundreds of feet long, roaring for hundreds of miles!

Zhao Pu, who was standing beside Han Muye, took a step forward, his fighting spirit rising in his body: "Under the gate of Sanshizhai, in a quarter of an hour, we will go down the mountain to destroy the demon."

After speaking, he looked at the disciples of various sects who were in a bit of confusion at the meeting, and shouted loudly: "After an hour, each sect will go down the mountain on its own."

After saying that, he raised his hands and made a fist, then flew away.

One by one, the disciples of Sanshizhai followed and left.

These disciples of the earth and stone lineage do things vigorously and resolutely, without any sloppiness.

Tuoba Cheng said that more than eighty sects did not dare to stay.

No discussion, no questioning.

This is the big sect.

Han Muye stood on the high platform and looked at the chaos in front of him.

There were two messages just now, one happy and one sad.

The first news is great joy.

Destroy an entire clan with one sword!

Su Yuan, the elder of the Fire Vein of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, would do nothing if he didn't take action. As soon as he made a move, he would break through the mountain gate and kill seven people in the realm!

With one sword, the great troubles of the San Qin Sword Sect were eliminated.

This kind of combat power means is completely comparable to the top powerhouses in the world.

The Five Mysterious Swordsmanship of Starting a Prairie Fire is a direct descendant of the Fire Vein. By mastering this swordsmanship, Su Yuan can condense the power of the Nine Mysterious Sword Sect's Fire Veins.

Jiuxuan Sword Sect, the revival of Fire Vein is in sight!

This news is great joy, the other news is great worry.

Back then, the remnants of the Fierce Demon Valley resurfaced, and Hu Taisheng, the Great Elder of the Fierce Demon Valley and a strong man in the Dan Formation Realm, gathered demons to cause chaos.

More than thirty Jiuxuan Sword Sect disciples were killed, making it the heaviest casualty in recent years.

If this matter is not handled well, panic will spread throughout the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

"Uncle Tuoba, is this the opportunity you have been waiting for?"

Looking up at the drifting clouds slowly dissipating in the sky, Han Muye whispered softly.

He didn't know whether Tuoba Cheng really made a decisive decision when he went down the mountain to destroy the demon, or whether he had been thinking about it for a long time and had been waiting for such an opportunity.

At this time, looking at the various sects leaving the scene, Han Muye suddenly understood Tuoba Cheng's words.

The strong bear the consequences of the weak.

Only those who have the strength are qualified to undertake it.

It's not his turn to worry about the important matters of the sect.

The secrets of the sects that betrayed the Jiuxuan Sword Sect that he mastered were of no importance to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

For strong men like Tuo Bacheng, what they care about are life and death enemies like Hu Taisheng.

What they want to focus on is the general trend of their own swordsmanship.

Regardless of the sect participating in the party or other sects, it is best to be obedient. If you are not obedient, you will be destroyed with one sword!

Moreover, even in the Three Thousand Miles of Demon Chaos, there is only one Tuoba Cheng from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect!

In the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, how many strong men are there who are above Tuoba Cheng?

The three half-step heaven realm elders did not move, and the sword pavilion elder did not come out.

This is the confidence of the nine sects of Western Xinjiang and the four major sword sects!

"It turns out that I am just an ant..." He sighed softly, and when he saw someone looking at him in the chaos below, Han Muye was shocked and turned around to leave.

Running back to the sword pavilion, the elder of the sword pavilion had already led Huang Laoliu and the others in front of the stone steps, preparing to welcome the sword into the pavilion.

"Brother Six, Sister-in-law Six and the others are going down the mountain to destroy the demons. You go quickly."

Han Muye shouted softly, and Huang Laoliu, who was standing behind the elder of Jiange, turned pale.

Han Muye turned to look at Lin Shen, who was standing behind him, and whispered: "Master Lin, under the gate of Sanshizhai, go down the mountain to destroy the demons."

Lin Shen was shocked and clenched his fists.

"Go ahead."

The sword pavilion elder waved his hand and looked at the two teams, one red and one black, coming from a distance to bring swords.

Huang Laoliu bowed gratefully to the elder of Jiange, and then ran away.

Lin Shen bowed to the elder of Jiange, then hugged Han Muye with a fist, turned around and left.

"Zhang Pu of the Sword Battle Hall, sends the swords of the Sanqin Sword Sect to the pavilion——"

In front of the stone steps, a middle-aged swordsman in red robe shouted, interrupting Han Muye's thoughts.

The elder of the Sword Pavilion reached out and caught the ancient bronze sword.

Green light surged above the sword, as if it was trying to escape its grasp.

In the palm of the sword pavilion elder's hand, dark golden spiritual light wrapped the long sword like a chain.

"Mid-grade spiritual weapon, broken beam."

The sword pavilion elder had a calm look on his face and said softly: "This sword has finally returned to the sword pavilion."

After saying that, he turned around and Han Muye stepped forward to take the sword.

"This is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. The original owner's resentment is still there. Not to mention you, even Huang Laoliu will be killed immediately if he gets his hands on it."

The elder of Jiange shook his head, held the sword, and said calmly: "I will put this sword away on the third floor first, and you can handle the other swords."

If you touch it, you will die immediately.

Han Muye took one look at the bronze sword and nodded slightly.

The ancestor Tao Ran's sword, Ziyan, almost killed him.

The elder of the Jiange took away the sword of the Sanqin Sword Sect, and Han Muye received the remaining sword.

"The sword worn by the elder of the Sanqin Sword Sect was obtained by Elder Su Yuan." The red-robed disciple stepped forward holding the sword in both hands.

Sword of the Elders.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the long sword.

A dazzling red light appeared in his mind.

Five mysterious swordsmanship, starting a prairie fire!

"Haha, Su Yuan, if you use the forbidden technique of starting a prairie fire today, even if our Sanqin Sword Sect is destroyed, you won't be able to escape!"

"You, Tao Ran, the ancestor of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, are such a person, don't you also rebel against Jiuxuan Mountain?"


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