Han Muye killed Tianmingmen in the Tao-breaking realm with three thousand sword marks on Miyue Peak, and the entire Mitian Sword Sect was shocked.
Regardless of whether they are elders or disciples on Miyue Peak, who would not want to be able to master such swordsmanship?
Han Muye is willing to teach, and Mi Yuefeng will come to learn as long as he has time.
As for how much he can comprehend, Han Muye doesn't care.
The sword marks on the more than ten stone tablets were not difficult for him to understand, but for ordinary Miyue Peak disciples, they were the ultimate principles of swordsmanship that were difficult to understand.
As long as you have a superficial understanding of these principles of swordsmanship, your cultivation and combat power will undergo earth-shaking changes.
In more than ten days, the strength of Zhang Mingyuan and other disciples on Miyue Peak has improved a lot.
Two of them have made rapid progress, from the original state of first knowledge to directly condensing the fruits of swordsmanship and reaching the state of seeking the Tao.
Such an immediate improvement made the disciples on Miyue Peak even more crazy.
Every morning, Zhang Mingyuan and others wait in front of the classics building.
Regardless of that inch of primordial energy, there is at least a hundred square meters of space in it.
The two swords borrowed strength from each other and collided with Yao Hecheng's long sword.
It must be a master from the Pantian plane who saw it at this time and would definitely scream in surprise.
A month later, the Tianming Sect and the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect fought a battle, with both sides winning or losing.
Lan Zhenzhi shouted lowly, and the sword light in his hand pierced out.
This stream of light was fixed behind Tianjian Sect, and it was a jade sword as long as a foot.
In the small hall, the Tianjian Sect sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.
Does anyone know that my Tao Fruit is not unable to accommodate different Tao Fruits with the same power as the Small Tao, but it actually condenses hundreds of Tao Fruits!
Zhang Mingyuan, the elder of Mi Xing Peak, is a young man in his eighties wearing a green robe and carrying a sword on his left hand.
Opposite the sword's edge, two long swords with the same sword light flew out and blocked the sword.
"How many times that month is that?"
Mihe Yuliang and Lan Zhen around him were fighting incessantly without stopping at all.
"That's right. They should have known when they captured Milan that you, Milan, are really vulnerable."
Above my head, under the golden Dao Fruit, sword aura was puffing out one after another.
Entering the primordial realm, where the path is, all your desires will eventually turn into your own power.
A kind of original Tao power condenses into one Tao Fruit, and Lan Zhenzhi's Tao Fruit condenses a total of 480.
There was a sword cry, and a blue long sword with eight feet of sword light struck at him.
The edge of one sword vibrated and turned into overlapping water waves, while the other sword flickered and was still, almost like an illusion.
Everyone discussed loudly.
No matter how turbulent the Mi Tian Sword Sect and the outside were, Mi Yue Peak remained silent and without any sound.
Especially when she looked at Zhang Mingyuan, whose relationship with Guo Hua was wrong, anger appeared on her face.
Nowadays, the Mi Zongmen is asking questions, and the rest of us, including the entire Mi He Yuliang, seem to have forgotten us.
Even though Han Zhangfeng and Wang Yun could defeat me, my gains and improvements in that half year were huge.
At this time, I can definitely defeat myself half a year later.
It was true that he was lax, because the power of the Pantian Altar that had imprisoned and sealed him was divided and fell into this primordial space.
The young man beside me raised his hand, and a stream of light shot toward Tianjian Sect.
Tao is a false pursuit of heaven and earth.
"Han Muye, the sect leader has not ordered us to go to Mitian Peak to discuss matters."
When entering the First Yuan Realm, Tianjian Sect could feel that the restraining power of his body was slightly relaxed.
Many peaks are filled with complaints.
Lan Zhenzhi gasped and took a few steps forward, with a hint of dejection on his face and a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"combine."
In the past six months, Mi Zongmen was basically closed.
Yuxu Sword Technique and Mihong Sword Technique.
"Han Muye, that time Tianming Sect and several other small sects besieged Milan Zhenzhi. Lan Zhen was in danger. If Mihe Yuliang really collapsed, Mi Zongmen would also have escaped."
In my eyes, streaks of golden sword light flashed.
This situation made all the Mi Zong disciples who were watching around express their emotions.
Half a year later, who dares to imagine?
Order of the Patriarch.
Because the disciples of each peak were not united, the Mitian Sword Sect suffered greater losses than the Tianming Sect.
"when--"
When Zhang Mingyuan saw Tianjian Sect, his expression was simple.
Speaking of that, the young man glanced at Qi Zhou and said calmly: "As for the grievances between Mi Tian Peak and Master Guo Hua, as well as all of you, your father has not been imprisoned in Yuefeng Sword Prison, and he has not received the rewards he deserves."
Mi Zongmen.
The Tao fruit is not the substance, and the golden elixir condensed into it is not the substance.
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"You Xia Lang hereby guarantee that no matter who is in charge of our Rimi or Yuliang, your Mi Tianfeng will definitely abandon or betray Yuefeng."
"Haha, this is the seventh time, the bell of the deacon's death has almost stopped."
At this time, Yao Hecheng and she tried their best, but the combination of Kelan Zhenzhi and Wang Yun's swords made it impossible for them to retreat even an inch.
Raising his head, the young man stared at Tianjian Sect: "Han Muye, the sect leader said that as long as he contributes to Yuefeng, he was not qualified to be Mihe Yuliang's successor as sect leader before that crisis."
The Net King Yun beside me had no tacit understanding for a long time, and the originally trembling sword edge was suppressed.
"Hmph, your Mi Sect suffered heavy losses, and now you are able to participate in Lan Zhen's campaign."
"when--"
The two swordsmanship masters were naturally Mi Zong disciples Lan Zhenzhi and Wang Yun.
The owner of the slashing sword opposite was Milan Zhendeacon, Lan Zhenzhi, who was halfway into the Taoist realm.
After Han Muye left, they confirmed each other and learned from each other.
The origin of swordsmanship, the power of the small path.
Zhang Mingyuan shook his head and only looked at Tianjian Sect.
All the disciples looked angry.
Pills, weapons, and treasures that are weak enough to trigger the induction of the Pantian plane can be quietly thrown into the Shiyuan space.
Behind the stone steps, several voices sounded.
Zhang Mingyuan spoke loudly.
"Is it finally time for Xia Mingtang to wait?" Looking into the small hall, the Tianjian Sect said harshly, and his body flashed, but he had not yet reached the stone steps in the small hall.
The eight-foot sword light vibrated and shattered inch by inch.
Among them, Milanzhen has never participated in it even once.
Without this primordial space, the various treasures obtained by the Tianjian Sect in the prehistoric and galactic universes cannot be selected and stored.
As soon as the words fell, there was a sound under the square.
Nearby, the bell of Mitian Peak summoning the elders and peak masters of each peak to discuss matters rang again.
"That was what Peak Master Guo Hua wanted back then."
That kind of space transcends the realm of annihilation, steps through the realm of the extreme realm, and creates a space under the Ling Xiaodao.
There are clearly traces of trails in that inch of illusory space.
At this time, under the square behind the stone steps, a group of true Milan disciples blocked the two figures.
No one in the back of the small hall turned their heads, and their faces showed a bit of disdain.
When Han Muye practiced kendo, they watched under the stone steps.
A low-level player who has entered the Taoist realm can win or lose in front of another senior disciple.
It is said that Mitian Peak disciples suffered a lot of losses.
In two months, the two sects, from disciples to elders, fought several battles, large and small.
"Buzz——"
The square behind the small hall.
The young man standing next to Zhang Mingyuan spoke in a low voice.
In the Shiyuan Realm, there are only two people within the entire radius of 100,000.
That is not another level of one's own strength, the primordial realm.
In the Pantian plane, only by transcending the realm of the extreme realm and entering another level can one control the space.
There are less than 400 Dao fruits condensed in one place, and the people here only think that they are alien Dao fruits.
At this time, those Tao and Fruit overlapped each other, and the power within them blended, turning into an inch of illusory space.
