Han Muye really recognized one of the two figures.
Yu Chenglin, the master of Yutai Peak, is in the realm of half-step Dao Destruction, and is only ranked below Guo Hua in the Mitian Sword Sect.
It was also this man who betrayed the Mitian Sword Sect, assassinated the elder of the Sword-raising House of the Mitian Sword Sect, and stole the Wind Spirit Sword.
"It seems that he is really Lao Guo's true disciple. Even I know about it." Looking at Han Muye, Yu Chenglin chuckled.
He was thin and his face was a bit pale.
The old man with black hair and long beard beside him was tall and strong, with fierce eyes.
"Master Yu, do you think the stone tablet here is related to the Wind Spirit Sword?"
The old man's eyes fell on the stone tablet behind Han Muye and he spoke in a deep voice.
It turned out that I came here for these stone tablets.
My arm was torn apart, my whole body was shaking, and I stopped and fell forward eight steps.
…
Yu Chenglin was stunned by these words.
The two elders at Mitian Peak later brought a reward worth several 500 francs.
Gui Nanxing's sword, the sword moves Gui Nanxing masters, and these stone tablets are all bad things!
A bloodstain deep into the bone appeared.
"The inheritance of the swordsmanship of Mi Lingjian is the future of Mi Yu Chenglin."
I am slow.
Unfortunately for the weak member of Tianming Sect, Hizhong was killed by Tianjian Sect with one sword.
Clenching his hands, the Dao-breaking old man took action again.
The sword edge touched his palm, and Dragon Claw Hizhong's palm was blocked within eight feet by the clear sword edge.
The body of the accompanying old man was pierced by sword blades one after another, and blood spurted out.
"Peak Master Guo Hua once said that eight thousand sword marks are not a real success in Mi Ling Sword's swordsmanship. The Heavenly Sword Sect Palm Peak has not yet been able to achieve eight thousand sword marks with one sword!"
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was slightly faint on the whistling grip, but it was loud and muddy.
A senior, a casual sword can hurt my palm.
A golden light flashed under my left hand, I put on a golden glove, and then punched out.
A trace of killing intent flashed in Gui Nanxing's eyes.
"I have a good relationship with Lao Guo, and I am too lazy to kill you," Yu Chenglin shook his head with a calm expression, "The Mitian Sword Sect will definitely be destroyed. If you want to live, leave as soon as possible."
"Eight Thousand Star Sword!" Han Muye exclaimed, turned around and ran away.
Which body-refining practitioner has a palm softer than a rock?
It's just because of meritorious service, and it's also because of the weak strength of Tianjian Sect.
"Yang Mingheng of Tianmingmen!"
"when--"
Under the Mi Ling Sword, one after another figures were running towards here.
This caused the entire sect to be in an uproar.
In front of me, there was the sound of a sword piercing my body.
After Gui Nanxing left, Du Chen and others looked at the body lying on the ground.
Gui Nanxing is polite enough to keep them all.
That was a weak person taking action!
"Where is the Wind Spirit Sword?" Han Muye's voice sounded.
Those words made everyone look happy.
It’s just that we know that there are not many disciples under the Mi Ling Sword who have broken through yet.
The long sword was twisted again, and the dragon's shadow turned into a golden cloud.
The Dao-Breaking Realm old man, whose palm was stabbed by a sword, was reminded by Han Muye's words, and his eyes were full of exploding halo when he looked at Tianjian Sect.
As he said that, he waved his hand and pointed at the stone tablets that were ten feet high: "Don't the patterns on these stone tablets have rubbings?"
When he turned his palm, he saw that the sword scar under it had not yet recovered.
No one studies the sword marks, and no one looks at the artistic conception revealed in the sword marks.
Before the Tao-breaking old man could close his fist, he was hit by the cloud and mist under his arm.
The whistling sound revealed the tearing of a real person's soul. If you were in the first knowledge level, facing that grasp, your mind would immediately collapse.
From the fists of Yang Mingheng, a master of the Dao Breaking Realm, the Tianjian Sect saw so many memories.
"That sword wound..."
Just now, it was like the elders were teaching the seniors, trying to give Tianjian Sect a way to survive, but now he saw a weak person taking action, but he was just watching.
Han Muye lurked and came to the Mi Ling Sword for the stone tablet under the Mi Ling Sword.
He grabbed it and caused the strong wind to shake wildly.
The sword in my hand suddenly vibrated, and the sword edge stood vertically, drawing an arc.
"What sword moves were carved under the stone tablet?" Han Muye's voice sounded.
"Elder Tianmingmen actually lurked here!"
The Mi Ling Sword disciple just returned and killed a weakling who broke the path.
Guinan Xinghao stopped for a moment, then moved his feet, his figure suddenly accelerated, and his sword edge swept away.
He stared at Tianjian Sect incredulously, the old man's eyes were full of surprise.
The bright sword light exploded into a halo of eight thousand meteor sun seeds.
The old man beside him was impatient and took a step forward, his palm turning into the shape of a dragon's claw.
That was a weak person who broke through the Tao realm.
That body was sent to Mitian Peak, it was clearly a demonstration!
"Breaking the Dao Realm!"
Han Muye looked at Yu Chenglin.
It contains neither Tianmingmen's many plans, cultivation methods, nor our various experiences lurking in Miyu Chenglin.
The sword edge wrapped around the clouds and sent it back.
For a whole month, there was no movement under the Mi Ling Sword.
"He He--"
"hold head high--"
The old man in the Broken Dao Realm's hands flashed with blood, and he moved forward with his arms folded.
"Bang——"
He really didn't regard himself as an outsider.
The whole building shook, and the dragon's roar resounded.
The Tianjian Sect waved a long sword heavily in its hand.
…
The golden dragon shadow emerged and crashed towards Tianjian Sect.
The blade of the sword drew a mysterious stream of light, which was shaken heavily.
I am a weak person, and there are few swords in Miguinan that can hurt me.
"One sword, eight thousand sword marks!"
Tianjian Sect's expression changed, and he raised his hand to draw his sword.
Han Muye came here to lurk not to bring Fengyue Peak back.
Usually there are some secrets about Han Muye.
A weak person in the Dao-breaking realm can be killed with such difficulty. Without the new peak master, how could Mi Guinan be weak?
That made those people who wanted to see Mi Guinan and Mi Tianfeng compete, a little disappointed.
"Boy, he talks too little."
The head of the Tianming Sect is actually Han Muye’s direct uncle.
There was no politeness in his tone, as if he was really talking to his junior disciple.
The sword edge hit the shadow of the fist within eight feet, breaking the dragon shadow with one blow.
The old man's palm was directly blocked.
Tianjian Sect knows that the other party will come again, and will also send Fengyue Peak back.
The way of eight thousand sword marks is the top swordsmanship inheritance in the entire Mi Ling Sword and even Mi Yu Chenglin!
When Du Chen and others rushed to the Book Building, they did not see Han Muye, only the old man's body pierced by the Tianjian Sect's sword.
Tianjian Sect waved his hand: "Send it to Mi Tian Peak to let everyone know that your Mi Ling Sword is dedicated to the sect and you haven't used all your strength to kill a low-level assassin from Tian Ming Sect who is lurking."
No one else's eyes flashed with excitement.
Gui Nanxing spared Han Muye because of the Fengyue Peak that Han Muye had taken away.
Behind the classics building.
"Stab-"
"Give me one."
The sword in Tianjian Sect's hand reached back and touched the old man's palm, causing a loud sound.
Han Muye looked at the Tianjian Sect.
I thought that Gui Nanxing might be able to block that blow, but I didn't expect it would be so difficult.
There was a trace of confusion on the old man's face.
Did Tianjian Sect mention the matter of Gui Nanxing?
Zhang Mingyuan and other disciples were very focused, staring closely at the traces of my sword light.
Everyone was panicked.
Because we went to assassinate the elder of Yangjianlu, did we see with our own eyes the scene where Gui Nanxing fought with Xia Yunshang behind the mountain gate?
My eyes are full of flashes of light, filled with desire and greed.
