Cangyun Immortal Lord’s legacy place?
If this is really the place, it would save a lot of searching time.
Even if not, the remains of another Immortal Lord who died at the place where he died are still worth selling.
After pondering for a moment, Han Muye looked at Qin Zhaoyuan: "I can take action, but there is no guarantee that I will be able to successfully save people."
The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King is a strong man who is expected to unify the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Han Muye didn't dare to say how confident he was in rescuing people in the hands of such a strong man.
Hearing his words, Qin Zhaoyuan nodded, bowed and said: "Sword Immortal Yunlan is willing to take action, Qin is already grateful."
At this time, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face turned pale and his whole body collapsed to the ground.
Although he looked extremely weak, Chang Linhui and others beside him had smiles on their faces.
For a powerful person, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as he doesn't want to die, he will not die.
Han Muye raised his hand, and a pill wrapped in a blue fairy light flew down.
Qin Zhaoyuan reached out to catch it, with a strange look on his face.
This elixir is actually a rare and good elixir.
Han Muye has been in the immortal world for so long that he has almost never refined any elixirs.
He got this elixir from the cave of a powerful immortal who was beheaded by him.
He was somewhat nostalgic for the time he spent in Tianxuan Imperial City, refining alchemy with Mu Wan in Danyuan Pavilion every day.
Han Muye agreed to rescue, but that didn't mean he would go immediately.
Qin Zhaoyuan also needs to recover from his injuries.
What is the situation in the Bitter Immortal Realm, we need to find out first.
In the next few days, Chang Linhui attracted many wind thieves.
On a barren hill outside Yunlan City, Han Muye stood there. In front of him were dozens of green-robed immortal cultivators who were full of energy and blood and had deep immortal light.
Each of these people has a tyrannical cultivation level, and most of them are in the heavenly realm.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, you can ask our brothers to submit to you." The thin, dark middle-aged man in green armor with a bloody aura stared at Han Muye.
"But Jiang has a question, and I would like to ask Sword Immortal Yunlan to answer it truthfully."
Looking at Han Muye, suppressed fighting spirit surged through him.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, let me ask you, was it related to you when more than a hundred of my Gale Bandit brothers died for no reason?"
A team of Gale Bandits was killed in the Yunteng Wasteland. The Gale Bandits in the wasteland gathered together and have been looking for the murderer for these years.
After the dark, thin middle-aged man finished speaking, everyone else around him stared at Han Muye with complicated expressions.
Chang Linhui, who was standing in front of Han Muye, slowly turned his head, with a nervous look on his face.
The Gale Bandits have always been roaming the Bitter Immortal Realm and the Wasteland with the strength of their numbers.
There is strength in numbers because they are loyal and can gather people's hearts.
Even if they suffered heavy losses this time and exited the Bitter Immortal Realm, the brothers supported each other and protected each other to the death.
Chang Linhui joined Yunlan City, and this time he invited his old brother here because he wanted to find a way out for him.
After all, without a backer, it would be impossible for the Gale Bandits to run rampant in the wasteland.
Looking at Han Muye, Chang Linhui gritted his teeth tightly.
He was afraid that Han Muye would admit it.
If Han Muye was involved in killing his brothers, then there would be no way they, the Gale Bandits, would surrender.
He himself didn't know where to go.
"Their disappearance is indeed related to me." Han Muye's voice came, making Chang Linhui's eyes reveal despair.
…
Those knights wearing green armor were filled with blood evil energy.
"After all, it's Yunlan Sword Immortal who speaks freely." The dark, thin middle-aged man's face remained unchanged and he said solemnly: "In the past few years, Jiang has found some clues."
"Those brothers died when they intercepted you, and their souls were shattered."
Gritting his teeth, the dark and thin middle-aged man spoke carefully: "Sword Immortal Yunlan, tell me, did you do all this?"
Yes or no.
The atmosphere slowly solidified.
Everyone looked at Han Muye.
If so, today is a fight to the death.
What about Yunlan Sword Immortal?
No matter who kills his brother, he must pay the price.
Gale of the Wind is about putting righteousness first.
Chang Linhui gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"no."
Han Muye spoke again.
He disdains lying.
Nor will I take the blame.
no!
Those gale bandits who looked at Han Muye felt their whole bodies relax.
The thin, dark middle-aged man took a deep breath and was about to speak again when he saw Han Muye raising his hand.
A spear flew out from his palm.
Battle soul gun!
This is the battle soul gun used by the Gale Bandit brothers!
Didn't he say that the death of those brothers had nothing to do with him?
Han Muye waved his hand again, and golden shadows appeared.
Remnant soul!
Looking at these remnant souls suspended in mid-air with familiar yet unfamiliar faces, the expressions of Chang Linhui and others slowly turned into surprise.
"Brother Zijian!"
"Bald!"
"Two Rivers!"
All the originally concentrated fighting spirit collapsed.
A group of wind thieves rushed forward, and the remaining souls all flew down with excitement on their faces.
Han Muye said nothing and just stood aside.
Life and death are parting, life and death are separated.
Goodbye, only the remaining soul is left.
Seeing these gales laughing and roaring, Han Muye felt an indescribable surge of emotion in his head.
As a human being, we cannot escape these pains.
In life, isn’t it that we need to cherish these regrets even more?
Isn't it just to make up for these regrets, seize more opportunities, and hold in your hands all the things you would have lost if you seek a life of freedom and invincibility?
This is the purpose of spiritual practice.
Unconsciously, a seed of determination sprouted in Han Muye's heart.
The sword in your hand is for protection.
Cultivation is for protection.
What is the avenue?
What's beyond the avenue?
Can’t everything you care about be your own way?
Aren’t the good and evil in the heart also one’s own way?
Rays of golden light burst out from Han Muye.
This golden halo is not visible to outsiders at all, but the remaining souls seem to be illuminated by warm sunlight.
They turned back to look at Han Muye and bowed slightly.
If Han Muye hadn't taken action to protect them, their remaining souls would have dissipated long ago.
If it weren't for Han Muye, how could they have ever seen their brothers again!
The movements of these remnant souls stopped the laughing Wind Thief.
The dark, thin middle-aged man who questioned Han Muye before slowly walked forward and walked up to Han Muye.
He lowered his head and fell to one knee.
The ceremony of kneeling and worshiping.
There is no such thing as kneeling in the spiritual world.
It can only be found in the mortal world.
"Jiang Zheng has been practicing for 238,000 years. He ascended from the lower world, rebelled and became an immortal, and entered the realm of suffering immortals as a thief. He has never obeyed anyone in his heart."
…
The pseudo-immortal who ascended from the mortal world and became an immortal against the will of heaven is still working as a thief in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Of course such a person cannot have any thoughts of surrender.
If it wasn't for the unwillingness to surrender in one's heart, how could one defy heaven and become an immortal?
In fact, many practitioners who have ascended to the lower world also look down upon those cultivators in the immortal world.
Immortal cultivators feel that cultivators in the secular world are wasting their time, while cultivators feel that these people do not understand the Dao well enough.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan fought against the odds for a hundred thousand miles, and Daozong went forward without regrets."
"Sword Immortal Yunlan will leave a home for homeless monks like us."
"Sword Immortal Yunlan left a remnant of his soul for my brother Gale Bandit."
Jiang Zheng pressed his hand on a short knife, and the blade cut across his palm, causing blood to spurt out.
He spread the blood at Han Muye's feet and then touched his head to the ground.
"Today, I, Jiang Zheng, surrender to Yunlan City Sword Immortal Yunlan, and I will never regret it in this life."
"Today, I, Du Shensi, surrender to Yunlan City Sword Immortal Yunlan, and I will never regret it in this life."
"Today, I, Yu Cheng, surrender to Yunlan City Sword Immortal Yunlan, and I will never regret it in this life."
…
One by one, the powerful Storm Bandits knelt before Han Muye and spread the blood in their hands at Han Muye's feet.
If there are any restrictions on this blood oath, it is actually not much.
But this kind of vow from the heart is the shackles in the heart of every practitioner.
This is more useful than any constraints.
"I can't make any promises to you."
Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance, then his eyes fell on the remaining souls.
"I can only tell you that one day, I can reach the pinnacle of the world, reverse the yin and yang of the world, and give you a chance to be reborn."
The pinnacle of the world!
Reversal of yin and yang!
This is not a promised promise!
For Jiang Zheng and others, no promise is as good as this sentence!
Give their brothers a chance at rebirth!
These wind thieves with only the remaining souls cannot even rebuild and be reborn.
Only those strong people who set foot on Daluo can reverse time, reverse yin and yang, and give them a chance to be reborn.
Han Muye's words represent his positioning of himself. In this life, he will reach the realm of Da Luo!
This is something that no Golden Immortal would dare to think or say.
Sword Immortal Yunlan actually has such ambitions!
Yunlan Sword Immortal can cultivate to such an extent, and the Gale Bandit who follows and surrenders to him will definitely be able to reach a realm of cultivation that he has never dared to imagine.
Follow the truly strong, then practice will be enjoyable!
Han Muye stood there. When he said these words, he felt his heart instantly became much more relaxed.
It turns out that I have always had that kind of ambition, but I just never revealed it!
"City Lord, Yuan Mo Dao Sect intercepts and kills my brother Gale Bandit, we must not let them go."
Jiang Zheng stood up and spoke in a low voice.
Han Muye nodded and said calmly: "I'll give you three days."
Three days is enough.
There is no strong person in the Yuan Mo Dao Sect, only Taoist Luo Yang, who is somewhat capable in the formation.
Taoist Luo Yang was the inheritor of the Immortal Lord and had quietly surrendered to Han Muye. When the Storm Pirates arrived at the Yuan Mo Dao Sect's headquarters, he found a reason to leave.
In one day, the Yuan Mo Dao Sect was besieged and killed by the Gale Bandits, and the entire sect was destroyed.
This sect, which is already difficult to distinguish between good and evil, has been dug up with a lot of dark materials.
…
Intercept and kill in the wilderness, secretly trade with the big demon of the Bitter Immortal Realm, and manipulate resource transactions.
Shaking in the sun, what Yuan Mo Dao Sect did could wipe out the family ten times.
"I really didn't expect that Yuan Mo Dao Sect would do all kinds of bad things."
"Haha, Zhenyuan Temple, what a joke."
Zhenyuan Guan, who is known as the most upright sect of the Taoist sect, secretly supports the Yuanmo Taoist sect, and actually does all kinds of dirty things.
This is a Taoist joke.
But jokes sometimes require strength.
On the second day after the Gale Bandits destroyed the Yuan Demon Dao Sect, the three immortals from Zhenyuan Temple came to practice and chased them all the way. The hundreds of thousands of Gale Bandits' army collapsed.
If he were still in the Bitter Immortal Realm back then, with the Huntian Immortal Demon King as his backer, the Gale Pirates would have dared to fight against the three Lianxu.
It is possible to kill these three even with all your strength.
But the current Gale Bandit doesn't have that strength, nor the courage, nor the confidence.
But the Storm Bandits were good at gathering and fleeing. One day later, the army was reduced to pieces and regrouped.
The place where they gathered was thousands of miles outside Yunlan City.
"I heard that Yunlan Sword Immortal once said that those who have no home in the world can come to Yunlan City as their home."
"Today I, the Gale Bandit, have no way out. I am willing to surrender to Yunlan Sword Immortal. I wonder if Yunlan City dares to take me in?"
Jiang Zheng, who was standing in front, shouted loudly and his voice spread thousands of miles.
Beside him, there were several knights wearing blue armor and complex expressions.
"Fifth brother Jiang, if Yunlan Sword Immortal doesn't spare us, we will really die without a burial place." A pale young man said in a low voice.
"Yes, since the fall of Big Brother and the others, and the rebirth of the Immortal Demon King, everyone in our Gale Bandits has been shouting and beating us. We no longer have the old-" The big man who spoke could not continue, he could only grit his teeth and tighten the gun in his hand. .
It no longer has the same value as it did back then.
Will Yunlan City confront Zhenyuan Temple for people like him?
"Zhenyuan Temple, haha." Jiang Zheng turned around and looked at the three fairy lights soaring into the sky.
"You don't understand that Yunlan Sword Immortal doesn't take Zhenyuan Guan seriously at all."
A strong man who vows to step into Daluo will not take any force in the fairy world seriously.
Their target is in the Daluo Zhoutian Divine Realm!
"Huh, no matter where you run away today, you won't survive!"
"Wind Pirates, no one will mention this name again in the future."
In the void, a cold voice came.
Three rays of fairy light turned into tornadoes, triggering the power of heaven and earth to sweep towards the place where the army was gathering.
This power was so strong that the warriors trembled all over.
At this time, even Jiang Zheng clenched the spear in his hand.
Thousands of miles away, countless divine thoughts fell.
Today, may we witness the demise of a force that has dominated the Bitter Immortal Realm for countless thousands of years?
"I, the city lord, never change my words." At this moment, a voice sounded.
Yunlan Sword Immortal!
The Lord of Yunlan City!
Yunlan City is willing to accept the Gale Bandit!
"Han Wudi, do you want to be an enemy of Zhenyuan Temple?"
"Hmph, are you really arrogant? Do you really think that because you can escape under Daozong's rule, you are qualified to face our Zhenyuan Temple?"
"Ridiculous."
Three voices responded, and the tornado continued to crash into the military formation.
It’s hard to get off the tiger.
Zhenyuan Guan cannot retreat.
…
No one would have thought that the lord of Yunlan City would actually fulfill his promise to accept the Storm Bandits.
Will all the immortal cultivators in this city support this decision?
In Yunlan City, countless people raised their heads.
Many people had complicated expressions.
Yunlan City is powerful and dares to compete with the Taoist sect. Of course they are happy.
But, what if Yunlan Sword Immortal is defeated?
"Back then, city lord, you built the foundation of Yunlan City by challenging the strong swordsman from three million miles away."
"Nowadays, I wonder how far the city lord can go?"
Zuo Baichou, who was standing next to Han Muye, spoke softly with a smile on his face.
At this moment, everyone in Yunlan City who was familiar with Han Muye looked relaxed.
Along the way, Yunlan Sword Immortal has never let them down!
Back then, the city lord fought back everything in Yunlan City with one sword after another. Today, he will defend it with one sword after another.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan is gambling this time."
In the distance, someone whispered.
"Yes, he is betting on the Taoist attitude."
"As long as Zhenyuan Guan Jinxian doesn't come out, he will win."
Someone's eyes were shining brightly, staring in the direction of Yunlan City.
As long as Han Muye can win this match, not only will he be able to protect the powerful Gale Bandit, but he will also be able to demonstrate his own strength.
At that time, there were only a handful of big cities in the entire wasteland that could stand shoulder to shoulder with Yunlan City!
As long as Yunlan City can win, countless immortal cultivators in the wasteland will join Yunlan City.
Today, Yunlan Sword Immortal will stand up for Gale Bandit, and in the future, Yunlan Sword Immortal will also stand up for himself.
As long as Yunlan City can win this battle and the people in Yunlan City are united, they will be indestructible!
"Haha, after today, there will be no more Gale Bandits in the world, only Gale Guards."
"Yunlan City, Gale Guard."
Jiang Zheng laughed loudly, raised his spear, and pointed at the three wind scrolls.
"Gate, fight—"
"Gate, fight—"
Countless voices rang out, and the Gale Bandits battle formation instantly gathered together, and a black, hundred-foot-long tiger rushed towards Fengjuan.
Just because they were running away didn't mean they didn't have the strength to fight.
Now with Yunlan City as their backing, they dare to fight!
If you can't let Yunlan City see your fighting power, how can you let them take you in?
Are you really a useless person who only comes to seek shelter?
Gale Bandit has not fallen to that level yet!
"kill!"
Jiang Zheng flew up, and the aura of a powerful Void Refiner surged directly from his body.
There are no top experts among the Gale Pirates, and several of them have died in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
But refining the void still exists!
"boom--"
The power of the battle formation hit the wind scroll and became entangled with three wind scrolls.
Above the wind, the three gloomy-looking Taoists had to deal with it with all their strength.
The Storm Pirates are capable of fighting.
Yunlan Sword Immortal does not need to take action.
Today's situation is actually like this!
This is simply like an agreement between Yunlan Sword Immortal and Gale Bandit!
Yunlan Sword Immortal wouldn't really make an appointment with Gale Pirates, and then come to plot against Yuan Mo Dao Sect, right?
"Hey, back then, the leader of the Yuan Demon Dao Sect was beheaded by Yunlan Sword Immortal, right?"
"Yes, Zhenyuan Guan didn't come to trouble the Yunlan Sword Immortal at that time."
It was only then that no one remembered what happened back then.
It’s no wonder that the Immortal Realm has no memory. The main reason is that today’s events are all related to the Gale Pirates and have nothing to do with Yunlan City.
…
If someone hadn't mentioned it, who would have thought that Yunlan Sword Immortal, a sword cultivator with integrity, would plot against Yuan Mo Dao Sect?
"boom--"
The three wind scrolls were smashed into pieces by the military formation, and the figures of three gloomy-looking Taoists stopped in mid-air.
The three of them have been refining the void, but they can't defeat the Storm Thief!
If we can't take it today, when Gale breaks into Yunlan City, we will directly confront Yunlan City.
If you can't take down the Storm Bandits today, no matter how many people come tomorrow, they won't be able to take them down!
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, you really want to be an enemy of our Zhenyuan Temple!"
The leader of Zhenyuan Temple gritted his teeth, looked in the direction of Yunlan City, and shouted loudly.
Today, their reputation as Zhenyuan Guan might be lost outside Yunlan City.
But at this time, it is difficult to get off the tiger and cannot retreat!
"Being an enemy of Zhenyuan Temple?"
"That."
"again."
"like."
"what."
Every word.
Han Muye took a step forward and appeared on top of the Gale Pirates Battle Formation.
"Meet the City Lord!"
Jiang Zheng shouted loudly.
"Meet the City Lord!"
"Meet the city lord——"
The sound shook thousands of miles, the heaven and earth were turbulent, and the clouds and waves surged.
Outside Yunlan City, endless power surges.
At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Han Muye.
Han Muye on the battlefield was wearing a white robe, his hair tied with a golden crown, carrying a sword box on his back, and standing with his hands behind his back.
"We can't fight anymore..." Looking at Han Muye standing in the air, someone whispered: "The reputation of Yunlan Sword Immortal has been able to intimidate the elders of Zhenyuan Guan, today..."
When Sword Immortal Yunlan comes forward, Zhenyuan Guan will retreat!
Many people's eyes were filled with fire.
Today I did not witness the demise of the Gale Bandits, but I witnessed the rise of Yunlan City!
Yunlan City took Zhenyuan Temple as a stepping stone and climbed to the top of the wasteland, existing side by side with the cities under the rule of several major sects.
"Okay, Yunlan Sword Immortal, okay, you wait." Taoist Zhenyuanguan standing in front flicked his sleeves and stepped back.
Sure enough, in today's situation, Yunlan City and Zhenyuan Temple will not fight.
Dao Men always acts cautiously.
For immortals who have practiced for countless thousands of years, they only do things they are sure of.
Never participate in unprovoked fights.
Zhen Yuan Guan, choose to retreat.
Everyone looked at Han Muye who was standing in mid-air.
"The city lord is mighty——"
Jiang Zheng laughed loudly, raised his arms and shouted.
"The city lord is mighty——"
The Gale Pirates formation shouted.
"The city lord is mighty——"
Throughout Yunlan City, countless immortal cultivators shouted.
Yunlan Sword Immortal forced back the three Zhenyuan Guan Lianxu Celestial Immortal, and subdued the Gale Bandit, one of the three great thieves in the Bitter Immortal Domain.
Today, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal is once again spread across the Yunteng Wasteland.
Different from the previous battles with swords, today's Yunlan Sword Immortal can suppress the Taoist sect without even using a single sword.
This kind of power belongs to Yunlan City and everyone in Yunlan City!
Countless people looked at Han Muye with eager eyes.
Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand to press it, then looked forward and spoke softly.
"Senior Spirit Sword Golden Immortal, as the most powerful person in Zhenyuan Temple and a senior swordsman, I will be disappointed if you don't use your sword today."
Lead the Golden Fairy with the Sword!
The most powerful person in Zhenyuan Temple!
disappointment?
Han Muye's voice fell.
Thousands of miles of emptiness and silence.
…
Whether it is the immortal cultivators under the rule of Yunlan City or the gale bandits below who have surrendered.
Whether they are those who are close to Yunlan City and hope for the rise of Yunlan City, or those who are watching from a distance and full of malice towards Yunlan City, at this time, their faces are full of horror and their eyes are filled with confusion.
Sword Immortal Yunlan spoke out to challenge the strongest man in Zhenyuan Temple, the Golden Immortal Spirit Sword of Kendo!
The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal is one of the few strong men in the Taoist sect who has achieved the position of Golden Immortal through his swordsmanship. He has an immortal sword in his hand and is able to traverse the Yuxian world.
This was a strong swordsman who faced off against countless strong swordsmen from the Xuanling Sword Sect and never fell short.
If Spirit Sword Golden Immortal hadn't been in seclusion all these years, Zhenyuan Temple would have become even more famous.
It was precisely because the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal was no longer in the wasteland that the Yuan Demon Dao Sect restrained itself.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, are you crazy..." Above the clouds in the distance, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a blue Taoist robe, with his hands in his sleeves, couldn't stop his arms from shaking, whispered in a low voice.
"Crazy? Sword Madman, Sword Madman, how many sword cultivators are not crazy?" The old man beside him shook his head, with a sneer on his face: "It's rare to see such crazy people."
No matter how crazy the sword cultivator is, he will never completely forget who he is.
The Celestial Immortal challenged the Golden Immortal, but he was still a Celestial Immortal who had just entered the Celestial Immortal level and had not even condensed into the cave.
This is not courage.
This is arrogance!
"Haha, when Yunlan Sword Immortal was under the rule of Dao Zong, he once had a sword fight with his own Shu Ming Jin Immortal."
"I guess it was that sword that made him swell, right?"
Some people shook their heads and chuckled.
It was that sword that made Yunlan Sword Immortal famous.
But that was his elder, and the water in that sword was still in his heart?
"I directly challenge the powerful Jinxian, I hope that person - is here!"
coming!
The strong man Zhenyuan Guan Jinxian flew into the sky with a sword!
Above the sky, the sword light cut through the endless waves of clouds, and the entire world seemed to be directly split open under a golden sword light!
Not a word, just a sword!
This sword came from hundreds of millions of miles away with overwhelming force. The sword's light was brilliant, but it was full of coldness.
The sword is a murder weapon.
The sword comes only to kill!
This sword is meant to kill Yunlan Sword Immortal!
With one sword attack, everyone in Yunlan City felt trembling all over, and even their souls were suppressed.
Thousands of miles of void surrounded Yunlan City, all the cloud waves were chopped into pieces, and a strong wind swept across the earth.
This sword, along with the general trend of heaven and earth, comes to bring power to the Taoist sect!
If this sword cannot be caught, Yunlan Sword Immortal will die!
If this sword cannot be caught, Yunlan City will be destroyed with one strike!
If you can't catch this sword, the Dao Sect will compete with the Sword Sect to defeat the city first!
"What's going on here..." A white-haired Taoist whispered tremblingly.
"Kendo, you are so cool..." A young man with a long sword on his back looked at the light of the sword, clenched his fists, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
No matter how fierce or gentle, at this moment, Yunlan Sword Immortal can't stop Jin Immortal's sword, then everything is over!
"Golden Immortal Sword." Han Muye looked at the sword light above his head, his eyes bursting with endless energy.
What he was waiting for was this sword!
To outsiders, he was arrogant and deliberately provocative.
But since yesterday, this sword has been condensed.
…
Yesterday, there was a sword light locking his soul.
This sword came from the void and condensed into the world in the void.
This is a sword cultivator in the Golden Immortal realm. He draws his sword in his cave, first cutting off the soul, and then breaking the body.
It is impossible to dodge such a sword.
There is only one battle.
Since we are going to fight, let's deal with it happily, why hide our heads and show our tails?
Han Muye raised his hand, and in his palm, a nine-story sword tower appeared.
Today, he represents the Sword Sect.
In such a battle, it would be impossible for him to hold anything back.
Except for the power of the domineering beast that cannot be revealed, he will use all his power.
Nine-story sword tower.
Endless sword light.
Kui Niu bloodline.
Wan Jian returns to his clan.
Below, the power of the Gale Pirates Battle Formation turned into black sword light, flying into the air and landing on the sword tower.
Behind, the power of Yunlan City's city defense formation was activated, turning into a cyan sword light, which matched the sword light in front of Han Muye.
Above the sky, the golden soul power on the list of gods turned into a golden sword and landed in front of Han Muye.
Above Han Muye's head, the Divine Soul Sword Trap Sword transformed from the Immortal Dao cultivation appeared.
war.
The fighting spirit surged.
Thousands of sword lights condensed into one.
Killing intent, condensed.
The energy and spirit condensed into a sword.
The long sword was in the air, without stopping, and directly hit the sword light coming from across the sky.
When facing the Golden Immortal Sword Cultivator, he does not sit back and wait for death, but blocks the sword with his sword.
As a sword cultivator, even if you die, you will die after drawing your sword!
One sword strike is a matter of life and death for Yunlan City!
In the final analysis, the battle in the world is still between life and death.
"war!"
From somewhere, there was a roar.
"war--"
Countless voices were heard throughout Yunlan City.
Fight for your life.
Han Muye turned into a sword, but his heart was clear.
It had been a long, long time since he had fought for his life with a sword in his hands like this.
The sword is really your life...
At this moment, his sword glowed with cyan light.
The sword that earns one's life, there is no turning back.
"when--"
The two long swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
The sword light collided, causing the cloud waves in the sky and the earth to surge, and the strong wind to scatter wildly, stirring up the power of heaven and earth and the immortal energy thousands of miles away to turn into a whirlpool.
Under the gods, no one can stand firm.
Everyone above the immortals was shaken and their faces were pale.
The power of heaven and earth triggered by this sword is not magnificent, and it is not even as intense as the collision of the peak of the immortals.
But the divine killing power contained in this sword has already surpassed the level of immortals.
This is the collision of the realms of two golden immortals!
Spirit Sword Golden Immortal is a strong swordsman, but Yunlan Sword Immortal can be so powerful.
No wonder he dared to face a golden immortal!
"boom--"
The power of heaven and earth turned into a torrent, rolling around like waves.
Han Muye's figure reappeared, holding a sword in his hand, his expression unchanged, and he stood in the air.
"Senior Spirit Sword, how about this sword?"
how?
This is a provocation!
There was silence in the void, only the roaring wind and the roar of immortal energy like tides.
Yunlan Sword Immortal can block one sword from Spirit Sword Jinxian, but can he block the second and third sword?
impossible!
But in the void, there was no sword light coming.
"Boy, I'm waiting for you in Immortal Burial City."
…
A voice that was neither soft nor dull sounded in the void.
Immortal Burial City.
One of the three great Jedi in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
This Golden Immortal of Swordsmanship actually shot this sword from far away in Immortal Burial City!
Such a method is really terrifying!
"good."
Han Muye spoke loudly.
The sword light in the sky dispersed, the three immortal immortals of Zhenyuan Temple retreated, and the gale-force thieves formed an array and returned to Yunlan City.
Everything, with the slowly calming wind, returned to silence.
But everything is completely different!
"If the Yunlan Sword Immortal can block this sword, the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal will not be able to strike again." Seeing Han Muye's figure disappearing into the air and the Yunlan City formation dissipating, an old man with a white beard could see in his eyes Bare.
"The Dao Sect is still shameless, not to mention that the Sword Sect is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others." The middle-aged sword cultivator next to the old man showed a smile on his face.
"I think the Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect has also arrived, right?"
Looking towards Yunlan City, someone whispered.
Indeed, the Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect has arrived.
Yunlan City, the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.
Zuo Baichou and others stood below, lowering their heads and not daring to express their anger.
Han Muye stood in the front, and above him was a forty-year-old Taoist wearing a blue and white robe, with a long blue sword hanging from his waist.
The Taoist looked at Han Muye with a calm expression.
"Senior Brother Shu Ming said you acted steadily."
"Is this called stability?"
The Taoist put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and spoke calmly.
"When practicing swordsmanship, just asking about the sword in your hand, what does stability have to do with it?" Han Muye said loudly.
In the main hall, Zuo Baichou and others could not help but twitch their mouths.
When facing Jinxian, can't you say something nice?
The Golden Immortal of the Sword Sect didn't seem to expect that Han Muye would answer so straightforwardly. He glared and snorted coldly.
"No one can worry..."
These words were much gentler.
"Forget it, forget it, you didn't embarrass my Sword Sect after all."
"Much better than those brats."
"Senior Brother Shu Ming, too. Under the rule of Daozong at that time, you should have been allowed to kill that Su Yunzi with one sword. Why bother?"
"You did a good job with your sword today. I know the methods of that guy with the Spirit Sword. If he wants to kill someone, there really isn't much that can stop him..."
"Speaking of which, how did you achieve the unity of spirit, energy and spirit? There are not many descendants of the Sword Sect who have achieved this step."
…
Zhang Zhenbiao and others were stunned.
How come the powerful Golden Immortal, who was so cold and fierce just now that people didn't dare to look directly at him, became so nagging in an instant?
"I am known as Li Yungang, the leader of Zhantian Palace. Forget it, it's all a false name."
"Boy, let's have a fight."
"How about I suppress my cultivation in Dongxu."
"Seeing you draw your sword makes my hands itch."
"Don't worry, I'm sensible and won't hurt you."
Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange
