Han Muye's words caused the expressions of everyone in front of Yangjian Lu to change instantly.
Some had surprise on their faces, and some had panic on their faces.
Xu Zhichu raised his head and looked at Xu Fengran's position, with a hint of fighting intent flashing in his eyes.
Xu Fengran looked at Han Muye with excitement on his face, his blood and kendo strength surging all over his body.
Han Muye saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, turned around and walked into the Sword Cottage.
In the sword-raising hut, rows of swords resounded.
His eyes fell on a simple long sword. Han Muye stretched out his hand and the sword flew into his hand.
A faint qi and blood poured into the sword body, the sword vibrated, and images appeared in Han Muye's mind.
Three thousand miles away, Yumingyuan, was once the residence of the Yuming Sword Sect.
Is it possible that the acting sect master of my family is also in the Shiyuan realm?
It was the result of breaking the barrier, not the whole Han Muye's cause and effect.
Hundreds of weak people in the Life and Death Realm were banned together with the help of a dozen Tianji Realm people.
Even if they are selling swords and using up the sect's heritage to acquire those low-level swordsmen, they are not actual combat power.
Under the leadership of Tianjian Sect, more than a thousand people from Miyang Jianlu headed west in a roundabout way.
"What did the sect master bring you here for? Zhuang Conghui is a forbidden area."
"That is the inheritance of the Yuming Yuan Sect!" Yumingjian shouted loudly.
But no one dares to complain.
A sword that cannot condense the universe of oneself!
This sword contains the memory of the fall of the Yuming Sword Sect.
"Sect Master, that sword is..." Zhuang Conghui asked in a high voice, raising her voice.
Behind the fog and the end of the trail, it looked like a waterfall had been cut open, revealing a doorway.
…
"The Eighteen Swords of Yuming..." Xu Fengran murmured.
Yumingyuan was the Yuming Sword Sect back then.
In the stream of light, there was no faint sound of sword chanting.
Zhuang Conghui turned to look at me and said calmly: "The tenth sword."
At the end of the mountains and fields behind, there is also a narrow abyss of a thousand feet, which is as deep as the bottom and reaches as far as an abyss 800 meters away.
The weak people behind the mountain gate dispersed obediently.
Can Miyang Jianlu be without two people from the Shiyuan realm?
Although the Yuming Sword Sect is not one of the Thirty-Six Sword Sects, its strength was no worse than any of the Thirty-Six Sword Sects a hundred thousand years ago.
In such dangerous places, let alone those of us who seek to enter the Tao realm, we may not only destroy the Tao but also lose our lives.
The entire Yuming Sword Sect's inheritance and various treasures also sank into the abyss.
The alchemy path in the Pantian plane is booming, and many people are interested in the elixirs in the mountains and fields.
From then on, Yu Mingyuan Zong really disappeared in the long river of time.
As for the first eight swords, only those with extremely weak talent for swordsmanship can understand them.
The weakest barrier in the Pantian plane is not the barrier of heaven and earth that protects the entire plane.
"Buzz——"
That time the Tianjian Sect was not going to Zhuang Conghui.
A long trail appears behind.
I want to be marginalized, so I surrender obediently.
The Tianjian Sect glanced at him, moved his body, and walked back.
A surging and vast aura instantly came out.
The Tianjian Sect's eyes swept over Qi Zhou and stepped into this courtyard.
Many people were shouting, with a hint of relaxation on their faces.
Among those thousands of people, there were neither the low-level players who had been subdued recently nor the weaklings from all the peaks behind Jianlu.
The sword light in Tianjian Sect's hand turned into a sword and slashed behind him.
Along with the mountain gate, which sank into the ground, there were the sword bones, swords, and bodies of many strange beasts of the fallen masters in the realm of life and death.
People know the changes after Xu Zhichu, and the masters and elders of all the peaks can understand it.
Behind me, dozens of tall and strange beasts came flying towards me.
"That's Zhuang Conghui!"
"One sword opens the sky. Master's swordsmanship is not that weak?" Yu Mingjian looked at the door behind him and clenched his fists.
"Let's go."
The mountains are not low, but they are green and green, with pines and cypresses everywhere.
"It is said that Han Muye is a place where strange beasts are sealed off. Back then, there were many low-handed people who blocked it."
Seventy thousand years ago, alien beasts besieged the Jade Ming Sword Sect. Dozens of powerful men in the life and death realm took action, triggering changes in the surrounding world and sinking the Jade Ming Sword Sect's mountain gate into the mountains and sea.
"The realm of life and death?" Tianjian Sect shook his head and smiled again: "Even the realm of Tianji can be broken or opened."
Unfortunately, the news was leaked, and the surrounding sects invaded. In order to protect the inheritance, the people of Zhuang Conghui sect destroyed the passage, and the disciples were scattered.
Rather, the realm of Qiankun!
In the entire Yunzhou, everywhere in the Shiyuan Realm is dominated by weaklings.
A series of suppressed roars came from the courtyard, making people shudder.
There were still dozens of people in the Po Dao Realm gathered after Xu Zhichu.
From dozens of distances away, no one could feel the pressure of layers of energy and blood emanating from the abyss.
The small group of people ran eight thousand miles away and stopped behind a stretch of mountains.
Although Yu Mingjian denies that he is Xu Tianfeng, the sword madman, everyone understands that it matters whether he is a low-ranking player on the Thunder List, as long as he is in the Shiyuan realm.
The sword in Han Muye's hand is the sword of an elder of the Yuming Sword Sect.
"Buzz——"
Xu Fengran was completely stunned outside.
On the other side, other practitioners who had not reached the Tao-breaking realm were all restrained by that sword.
Since then, he has never been a low-handed person in the Taoist realm, but now Mi Zhuang Conghui is completely admirable.
The Thirteen Swords of Yuming passed down by him are Zhenzong swordsmanship.
Only those who are not in the Heavenly Secret Realm and dare to take on the role of cause and effect can break through those barriers.
The abyss is the visible bottom, and a diffuse mist rises.
The barrier is an illusory power transformed by the power of heaven and earth in the Pantian plane.
Now that all the peaks of Miyang Jianlu are united together, they are only 10% stronger than the Xiatian Jianzong.
"Master, are you going to enter that Zhuang Conghui?" Yu Mingjian looked behind, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, "You can feel that there is no barrier between heaven and earth here, and whether there is a life and death realm, the strength will definitely be broken."
Legend has it that the Eighteen Swords of Yuming are inferior to the extremely weak swordsmanship inherited from Zhengyang Jianlu. Once you master the tenth sword, you can cut through the world with one sword and condense your own universe.
The originally illusory fog behind suddenly broke.
The tenth sword of Yuming's Eighteen Swords.
In the memory of the sword, there is no passage location left in the past.
The sword light flashes slowly and quickly from the heart, and the sword light flashes or lingers, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble.
I originally thought that Tianjian Sect was the main card of Miyang Jianlu, but I thought that the real hidden card was Yu Mingjian, a weakling in the First Yuan Realm.
The cultivation level of Tianjian Sect is what I think of as the Shiyuan Realm.
I walked back step by step, and a faint stream of light began to appear under my body.
The remaining disciples of Zhuang Conghui Sect, led by several elders, spent several generations to open a passage to the underground of the abyss.
A sword light shot out from Tianjian Sect's hand and turned into a cold sword.
Mishuang Conghui announced that she would sell swords a year ago, which caused the weak people from all walks of life to wailed at the mountain gate.
Only the inheritance of the Jade Mingyuan Sect can trigger changes in the surrounding world.
Zhuang Conghui stepped down the path, sword light waving in his hand.
This kind of sword light is definitely capable of being cut by the Dao realm.
The power that blocks one party is connected to the original power of the entire Pantian plane.
Eight days later, a weak member of the Extreme Dao Realm of Yuntian Dao Sect shouted in surprise at Zhuang Conghui, letting no one know that Mi Zhuang Conghui was not in the Shiyuan Realm.