938, Junior Brother Hans swordsmanship is really as profound as the sea.
In front of everyone, Han Muye held a long sword with a green-grey edge and dragged the sword forward.
He is walking towards the valley ahead!
This is the way to the underground sealing place, to the place where endless monster beasts gather!
When you walk into the valley, you no longer have the power of the Pantian plane to suppress you, but you also no longer have the protection of the original power of heaven and earth.
Stepping into a place where monsters gather, let alone a practitioner like Han Muye who only has the Shiyuan Realm, even if it is the Realm of Life and Death or the Tianji Realm, without a powerful leader to lead the expedition, it is impossible to come back alive after stepping into it.
"Han Muye, what are you doing!" Wang Zhenhai shouted, clenching his sword tightly, eyes widening, and about to step forward to stop Han Muye.
Beside him, an old man with a black beard grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Wang, you can't go. Senior Brother Han's blood has been implicated in the barrier. If you rush over, you will inevitably be led into a place where strange beasts gather.
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"Yes, Senior Brother Wang, what will happen to the brothers if you go there?" Another big man holding a heavy sword also spoke up.
The others looked at Han Muye, who was walking slowly forward, and then at Wang Zhenhai, with hesitation on their faces.
Wang Zhenhai gritted his teeth and waved his fists.
Liao Fan raised his head and looked at Han Muye, his eyes shining with light.
"Roar--"
At the corner of the valley ahead, a long-toothed beast that was more than two feet tall, with flames on its four legs and a gray mane flew out.
There were strange bloody flames rising all over his body.
The alien beast flew down, blood-red flames condensed between its feet, and struck Han Muye head-on.
A suffocating flame exploded and spread around.
"First Yuan Realm!"
"One blow can destroy an entire group!"
Whispers came out one after another.
The two inspectors looked at Han Muye solemnly.
If Han Muye was killed with one blow, the morale of the enemy would be greatly affected.
"I don't know whether this person is really brave or really stupid," the supervisor in gray robe snorted coldly, "Zhu Yunxu also said that his talent is extraordinary."
Another middle-aged supervisor froze his eyes, and a faint golden light appeared in his hands.
If Han Muye cannot stop this strange beast, he will take action directly to stabilize the battle line and morale.
Not far from them, Liao Fan, who was dressed in black robe, was doing the same thing, his palm resting on his long sword.
Ahead, Han Muye slowly raised his head.
Outsiders could not feel the heavy energy pressing down on him at this moment.
The strange beast poured the power of a world into it, causing the power of heaven and earth to tremble.
If it weren't for the barrier, all the disciples of the Jade Ming Sword Sect behind him, below the Shiyuan realm, would probably have been knocked away.
Taking a deep breath, he clenched the sword in his hand.
This sword is the condensed form of his body, his true form of swordsmanship.
At this moment, the sword intent condensed in his body had already been connected with the sword in his hand.
"Buzz——"
The long sword points forward, and above the blade, there is a faint sword light flowing.
"That's the starting position of the Feiyan Sword Technique of Mutai Sword Sect!" Someone from behind exclaimed.
Because among the swordsmanship he practiced, this move was the most proficient.
Wang Zhenhai was also keeping a close eye on Han Muye's tactics at this time.
"Feiyan Sword Technique, why not Yuming Sword Technique?"
The sword light turned into a flying swallow in everyone's eyes.
The sword light was so fast that it penetrated the flames above its head, then hit the beast's neck, penetrated its body, and flew out from the soft part of the back of its head, bursting with rich energy and blood like fireworks.
"Bang——"
The head of the alien beast in front exploded, several pieces of Pantian Stone were scattered in its body, and all kinds of muscles, bones, energy, and blood surged.
This place is the intersection of two realms. There is a barrier and the power is strange. After being killed, the body will not directly turn into a rock, nor will it remain forever.
The scattered Pantian Stones, a few golden demon bones, and several pieces of Qi and Blood Stones with strong Qi and blood rolled to the ground.
"call out--"
The long sword returned to Han Muye's hand, and it was covered with blood, as if he had had a feast.
Holding the sword in hand, Han Muye moved forward again.
"Feiyan Sword Technique, this sword Feiyan Circle is so powerful!"
"This is a method of flying a sword from your hand. It turns out that swordsmanship can be used like this."
"I have a sword move that also involves flying a sword from my hand. If it could be like this..."
Outside the valley, voices sounded one after another. Some people were amazed and some were whispering.
"He does have some talent." The middle-aged inspector slowly took away the golden light in his hand, "This achievement belongs to him."
"boom--"
There was a roar coming from Han Muye who walked into the valley.
His body began to expand uncontrollably.
The power of the Pantian plane is too solid. Anyone who has condensed his physical body in the Pantian plane will expand into a giant when he leaves the plane.
Of course, this is also a display of strength.
At this time, Han Muye's body turned into ten feet, and he held a long sword in his hand. The sword light swept across and occupied most of the passage in the valley.
"Roar--"
Beast roars resounded, and strange beasts rushed towards Han Muye.
He raised the sword in his hand, and the sword light condensed into a clear lightning bolt.
"Wind and Thunder Sword Technique!"
"Three Spiritual Swords in the Clouds!"
"This is the third sword of Yuming Sword Technique!"
The sword moves performed by Han Muye were not complicated, and many of them were practiced by disciples of the Yuming Sword Sect.
There are also many inheritances of sects that were destroyed by them. Those sword skills are nothing in their eyes, they are snatched back as treasures of their own sects.
At this time, the killing power displayed by these sword moves in Han Muye's hands was astonishing.
What does it mean to turn rotten wood into magic?
This is!
"Why are you still standing there? Block the alien beasts that are charging towards you!" Wang Zhenhai shouted and rushed forward with his sword. On the other side, several alien beasts circled the center of the valley and rushed towards here.
In the valley, the battle is about to break out.
Wang Zhenhai led thousands of disciples and waved his long sword in his hand to surround the strange beasts that rushed out. The sword light shone and he continued to kill them.
Even if this sword light can only damage the fur of an alien beast, thousands of sword lights can chop its body into pieces.
Several strange beasts that rushed out in the first wave were directly killed and turned into sky stones.
Ahead, beside Han Muye in the valley, hundreds of bright red Pantian stones and golden demonic bones were scattered.
"Buzz——"
The fog in the valley began to recede.
The valley mouth, which was originally only a hundred feet wide, slowly expanded to three hundred feet.
More strange beasts rushed out.
These strange beasts are all three to five feet tall, with golden and black scales covering their bodies, and long claws with flames. Some of them have dignified and violent auras, and they have clearly reached the Primeval Realm.
Han Muye's sword light blocked most of the strange beasts, while the rest bypassed him and rushed towards Wang Zhenhai and the others behind them.
"kill!"
Wang Zhenhai shouted loudly and slashed out with his long sword.
Ahead, Han Muye's eyes were condensed with golden light, and his long sword was tinged with blood. He slashed out the sword and chopped three strange beasts into pieces.
The light of his sword became more solemn and brighter.
"Junior Brother Han's swordsmanship is really as profound as the sea..." Liao Fan shook his head with a calm look on his face, then waved his hand and unsheathed the sword in his hand.
Behind him, groups of disciples followed closely.
"The fighting spirit is concentrated, this Han Muye is really capable." The gray-robed inspector said in a low voice with a strange look on his face.
"boom--"
Han Muye chopped off the alien beast rushing in front with one sword, and a translucent round bead appeared in front of him.