This time, Mu Tieyang's remnant soul looked up, with many emotions in his eyes.
"What do you want to know?" He raised his head, looked at the gently rotating Divine Soul Sword in the Divine Treasure, and asked lightly.
"What makes your Tailing Sword Sect make such a choice?" Han Muye's voice sounded in Shenzang.
Mu Tieyang's soul pondered for a while, and then whispered: "I will tell you everything, but you must promise me that if there is a chance, you will protect the inheritance of my Tailing Sword Sect."
"Deal." Han Muye did not hesitate.
Mu Tieyang's remnant soul sighed softly and said in a low voice: "The leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect has entered the heavenly realm."
"At the expense of our Taixuan Sword Sect's Zhen Sect Spiritual Sword Sword Duan Lingxiao."
"The sect leader originally wanted to unite with the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan to resist the annexation of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, but now it seems that it has failed."
Mu Tieyang's words shocked Han Muye.
Heavenly realm.
The Southern Wilderness Monster Clan.
Sure enough, every secret mentioned by the great monk can shock the world.
Mu Tieyang's remnant soul whispered and began to tell the secrets he knew.
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The convoy moved ahead quickly.
"Bang——"
In the sky, a sword light and a golden lotus exploded.
Then another.
The Beacon Fire Order of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
A powerful enemy is attacking.
All the escorting disciples held their swords in their hands nervously.
"Elder Gao, Jiuxuan Mountain has sent word that the two supreme elders of the Tailing Sword Sect led a large army and marched straight in. They have entered thirty thousand miles under the rule of our sect."
"The sect leader asks the elders to return to Jiuxuan Mountain first."
A disciple flew up in front of him, holding a cyan ruler-long spiritual light shining wooden boat in his hands, bowed and spoke.
Return to Jiuxuan Mountain first.
Give up these materials, give up these disciples.
The elder of Jiange narrowed his eyes, looked behind him, and suddenly said: "Where is the sect master now?"
The disciple was stunned and said in a low voice: "Disciple, I don't know."
The elder of Jiange waved his hand, but did not pick up the wooden boat. He turned to look at Han Muye: "Boy, are you afraid of today's round?"
Afraid.
Just like when I first stepped into the sword pavilion, I was really scared.
fear death.
Han Muye looked around and at the Jiuxuan Sword Sect disciples who were running quickly.
"Elder, what other trump cards do we have?"
Hearing his words, the elder of Jiange was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Good boy, it's quite interesting."
The elder of Jiange looked towards the sky, with a hint of pride on his face: "I don't have any trump cards, it's just a gamble."
bet.
The convoy kept moving, day and night.
It is seven thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain.
Tai Ling Sword sent an army to 70,000 miles away.
Six thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, Tailing Sword sent an army to six thousand miles away.
Five thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain.
The Tailing Sword sent an army to 40,000 miles away!
Three thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain, the Tailing Sword Sect’s army has reached thousands of miles away!
The blood is soaring into the sky, and even if you are thousands of miles away, you can feel the changes in the clouds in the sky.
That is the change of the Qi, blood and spiritual energy of the half-step Heaven Realm great monk affecting the clouds and waves of the world.
"boom--"
Thousands of miles ahead, there is sword light rising.
That is the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain.
The three sword lights soaring into the sky echoed each other and moved forward slowly.
The three supreme masters of Jiuxuan Sword Sect!
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not a small sect, it is one of the nine sects in Western Xinjiang that surpasses the Tailing Sword Sect.
If the sword pavilion elder who has lost his cultivation is killed by the Tailing Sword Sect today, the morale of the disciples on Jiuxuan Mountain will be reduced by at least 70%!
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
"when--"
On Jiuxuan Mountain, the bells ring loudly and can be heard three thousand miles away.
Six rings.
"The top and bottom of the Jiuxuan Sword Gate have traveled three thousand miles to welcome Elder Gong Gong, the tall man of the sword pavilion, back to the mountain."
There was a voice coming from above the cloud top.
"boom--"
Thousands of miles away, three sword lights rose into the sky, cutting away the clouds.
"Zhu Kuan, Deng Yuan, and Jiang Tiansheng, the supreme elders of Fengling Sword Sect, invite the elders of Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Jiangge to visit Tianfeng Cliff."
"boom--"
Within a thousand miles, the clouds in the sky exploded, revealing the blue sky.
This is the collision of energy between eight half-step heavenly monks, causing changes in the world.
Under such power, it is rare for a cultivator in this realm to be able to stand firm.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect's convoy stopped in a flat wasteland.
Can't leave.
The pursuers have arrived, and the enemy is in front.
Elder Jiange stood up, walked out of the carriage, and stood on the carriage frame.
Han Muye stood beside him.
All the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect disciples slowly moved closer to protect the carriage frame.
Han Muye looked down.
Are you scared?
Fear.
He could see Jiang Han and the other outer disciples holding their swords tightly and looking nervous.
Sun Dayong turned his head and saw Han Muye looking at them and grinning, but his nervous face was related to the smile, which was always a bit weird.
But this strange look made Han Mu's ambition suddenly relax.
This expression is much more cordial than those of the great monks who are calm at all times.
In the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, three bright sword lights pressed forward.
A stream of water is as light as water, but it cleanses the sky.
This is the ancestor of Water Vein, Zhang Zhihe, half-step to heaven.
A stretch of verdant green, continuous vegetation and mountains.
This is the ancestor of Mumai, the peak of pill formation, Wu Ziyuan.
The last ray of golden light was cold and flickering, as if the sky and the earth were separated by the flash.
The ancestor of Jin Vein, the peak of pill formation, Lu Hao.
The three members of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect took a half-step to the heavenly realm, two thousand miles away from the Jiuxuan Mountain, and were on par with the three supreme masters of the Fengling Sword Sect.
Before taking action, the momentum has already been exchanged.
Looking at the entangled and colliding clouds, the elder of Jiange said softly: "It seems that Fengling Sword Sect also wants to be a chess player, not a chess piece."
Without actually taking action, but able to control the overall situation, this is a chess player.
The real chess pieces are the two supreme elders of the Tailing Sword Sect.
enough.
Two streaks of light pierced the sky, roaring with the strong wind, and rushed towards the wasteland convoy.
The power of forming pills, half a step to the heavenly realm, no one can stop him!
"Xia Yunyang and Zhang An of the Tailing Sword Sect ask Gao Changgong of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect to die."
The same thing was said by the elder Jiange.
A few days ago, the elder of Jiange killed Mu Tieyang with one sword, causing Tailing Sword Sect to change its situation overnight and merge with Fengling Sword Sect.
Today, two Supreme Leaders from the Tailing Sword Sect arrived to return this sentence.
The elder of Jiange stood on the carriage frame, with his hands behind his back and a calm expression on his face, looking towards the sky.
"If I want Gao Changgong's life, it's enough to send a strong man. I'm flattered by the battle today."
The voice of the elder of Jiange was extremely calm.
"Kill Mu Tieyang, the supreme elder of my sword sect, for using the prairie fire sword technique in violation of the prohibition. Gao Changgong must die today, and the Nine-Xuan Sword must be taken away by me!"
In the sky, the wind was fierce, and the light of the sword turned into a rainbow. It seemed that one could cut through mountains and rivers with one sword from thousands of miles away.
"Roar--"
Hundreds of miles away, a white tiger silhouette rose into the sky.
The white tiger turned into sword light and collided with a sword shadow in the sky, and the roar resounded thousands of miles away.
The Mengmeng sword exploded with light, nothing flashy, but every blow was shocking.
Tuoba Cheng.
Tuo Bacheng, the elder of Sanshizhai of Jiuxuan Sword Sect's Tumai Line, used the Enlightenment Realm to condense his sword power, and fought against the Half-Step Heaven Realm without retreating at all!
"Xia Yunyang, what's up? The boy who couldn't even lift a sword in front of you back then can now make it difficult for you to make any progress!"
"You just want to kill the sword pavilion elder and take away the Jiu Xuan Sword? Fart!"
"Give me a hundred years of Tuoba, and I will kill you like a dog!"
