The swordsmanship he practiced has a heritage that is unknown to outsiders.
However, before raising swords at the Cottage, his identity was revealed in one word before he made a move against Han Muye.
"The power of relying on the sky in the starting hand seems to be the inheritance of Wuyue Sword Sect. Unfortunately, the starting hand was wrong by three points."
Just this sentence made Xu Zhichu dare not even draw his sword.
Wuyue Sword Sect, a major sword sect two hundred thousand miles away, was one of the thirty-six sword sects that were divided into the Zhengtian Sword Sect.
It can be said that the Wuyue Sword Sect is one of the strongest remaining branches within a million miles of the Zhengtian Sword Sect.
Others, like the Mitian Sword Sect, don’t even have a member of the extreme realm.
Most of them have disappeared in the long river of time.
Han Muye not only revealed Xu Zhichu's sword skills and gestures, but also revealed the flaws in his sword moves.
That kind of power clearly has not yet controlled the original power, and the power of heaven and earth moves according to the heart.
Han Muye's face showed surprise, and his expression changed from arrogant to surprised.
Han Muye turned around and left, but his legs were weak, he stumbled on his feet and almost fell.
Han Muye's face surged with anger, he shouted loudly, and a golden fist appeared under his hands.
Although he has only been practicing here for less than a month, Xu Zhichu already understands that this is the greatest opportunity in his life.
He can catch every sword.
"Deacon Fang, you guys had a great time chatting. He has been willing to leave for a long time, but because the sect has too many affairs, he has to leave, right?" Zeng Mingfa laughed again.
That is not the power of the ultimate realm.
"Buzz——"
Because in this month, he not only made up for the shortcomings in his swordsmanship, but also made up for all the previous flaws.
Yizeng Mingfa unexpectedly did not have the weak in Fengyun State to take charge!
A young practitioner in the Pantian plane only pursues the power of Qi, blood, and physical strength. Even if he practices swordsmanship, he rarely regards humble craftsmanship and clumsiness as courage.
I'm too lazy to take action.
The power of frost turned into long dragons and hit Zeng Mingfa head-on.
Who dares to imagine that Miyang Jianlu doesn't have such a low hand.
The land with a radius of 80,000,000 is the boundary of Lei Bang.
The seven scattered icy powers caused the surrounding sources to surge again.
People on the Feng List need to cultivate to the realm of Wuqiankun.
I sheathed my long sword and turned to look at the Tianjian Sect.
"Feng Zengming played a low hand, but you still saw the two of them fighting during the small battle at Miduo Peak seventy years later."
I slashed out with the sword in my hand, and the sword edge turned into thousands of rays.
After Zeng Ming found out, Han Muye trembled all over and looked at Fang Langsheng, who had two swords in his hands, and his face turned pale.
It’s just passing through the extreme realm.
The weakest sect within a radius of 100,000 people was actually humiliated like that!
There are no seven lists of wind and thunder on the thunder list, and the names of the weak on the thunder list are recorded.
That punch was a blow from a weak person in the extreme realm. The move was different, but it showed a weak strength that could be resisted.
This kind of brilliance and magnificence of sword power is impossible to resist.
That is the original power of this world fighting with each other.
With my strength, I can kill the opponent with one sword.
Looking at my appearance, Tianjian Sect smiled and shook his head, then glanced at Qi Zhou.
Only without the power of breaking the Tao can one achieve this level.
"After eight days of training, you take them through a training session."
Yunzhou is a record-breaking master of the Shiyuan realm.
It's just that the Shiyuan Realm elder couldn't tell where the flaw in his sword moves was and how to change it.
Those who can make it to the seven rankings are all truly weak at the same level in the Thunder Ranking 80,000,000 miles away.
In everyone's eyes, this power of energy and blood collided with a bright silver sword edge.
As soon as the strange beast appeared, the surrounding area was filled with ice and cold. Practitioners who entered the Dao realm and even broke the Dao realm felt that their blood was frozen.
The Earth Ranking is for low-level players in the Yin and Yang realm.
"You have seen the next low-ranking player on the Wind Ranking from a distance. That's what the name says."
"Stab-"
When he first started practicing, the elder of the Shiyuan Realm in his sect once said that due to his own personality, there were flaws in his sword moves.
And Fang Langsheng, could he ever pick up a broken sword in front of the Tianjian Sect, the master of Miyang Jianlu Sect?
"The strange thing is that Demi Zengming found out that he was afraid of Yun Tian Dao Sect!"
Fang Langsheng, who is standing behind Tianjian Sect, has a lower cultivation level than me, Zeng Mingfa, and his combat power is weaker than mine.
Han Muye nodded again.
"He recognized the wrong person." Zeng Mingfa looked fierce, returned his sword to its sheath, and walked up to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The two swords crossed and strangled the frost dragon's body into pieces.
There is someone among Miyang Jianlu's disciples who can block that energy and blood force.
With one word from Han Muye, Xu Zhichu was allowed to stay outside Yangjian Lu.
Only the weak who do not have the original source, control the power of the original source, and own their own world are the targets of my challenge.
The Yuntian Dao Sect controls a land hundreds of thousands of miles away, and there are many low-level players in the sect. Two people from the Shiyuan Realm are in charge, but they are still far from being a figure in the world.
At this time, the energy and blood in Han Muye's body condensed, and the evil energy rushed towards Tianjian Sect.
Nowadays, the extreme realm is no longer in his eyes.
Han Muye nodded blankly.
If you can collide with the power of my Ultimate Realm, you will be defeated, but I don’t have the Ultimate Realm.
Zeng Mingfa's eyes flashed, but he did not take action.
Fang Langsheng showed patience, raised his hands, and unsheathed both swords at the same time.
"Stab-"
Tianjian Sect waved his hand and looked at Han Muye: "Deacon Fang, today he comes to you to support Jianlu. You should treat each other with courtesy, right?"
At this time, Han Muye covered his fists with armor and punched Fang Langsheng from a distance of ten feet.
The forces of water and fire collide, and the forces of heaven and earth visible to the naked eye collide and twist.
No one shouted, and the expression on his face changed.
Just that little strength!
The sword edge shook and shattered the energy of blood.
Behind the mountain gate, there was a feeling of emotion.
Even though my cultivation and combat power have improved so little, I am still the opponent of the sword madman Zeng Mingfa.
Lei Bang.
Han Muye stared at the two swords in Fang Langsheng's hands with small eyes, and exclaimed.
"Bang——"
I never imagined that I would actually fight against a weakling from Yunzhou.
In the last moment, Zeng Mingfa's transformed alien beast rushed towards Fang Langsheng.
There are 880 people on each list.
Regardless of whether it was the low-level players behind the mountain gate or the disciples of Miyang Jianlu after Zeng Ming found out, they all stared with small eyes.
Those words almost made Han Muye's legs weak.
Each ray of sword light is as blazing as fire, and the power of the flames shining beneath it causes the void around the sword's edge to surge.
Most of these people can be seen in this life.
"He, he is Lei Bangfeng Zeng Mingxia, Xu Tianfeng, the sword madman of Yunzhou 817!"
Behind the mountain gate, these parties looked at each other, with meaningful expressions in their eyes.
"Destroying the Tao is right, it is the ultimate realm!"
His swordsmanship strength has improved at least five times compared to a month ago.
Fang Langsheng chopped the strange beast behind him into pieces with a sword, a look of disappointment showing on his face.
"Master, how strong are the people from Yuntian Dao Sect?"
Han Muye's exclamations spread throughout the mountains and fields.
"This, or go?" Tianjian Sect pointed to the mountain path going up the mountain.
Seeing the flaming sword light, Han Muye exclaimed in surprise.
When Fang Langsheng saw the strange beast coming behind him, he snorted, and a trace of patience flashed across his face.
"Life and death are your own."
As for blocking this person, it's even worse.
Treat each other with courtesy?
"Master, should this person be killed or retained?"
Tianbang is a weak person in the realm of life and death.
Yuntian Dao Sect has only passed two Shiyuan realms. Miyang Jianlu is not in control of Yunzhou, so naturally he is afraid.
"What an ugly person." Xu Fengran shook his head heavily.