With the sharp edge of the Tao, each sword pierced the body of a Tao-seeking practitioner. Such swordsmanship and such combat power made the remaining two Wu Tiedao Sect members look pale. Han Muye pointed his sword forward and said in his mouth: " roll."
It’s still the word “roll”.
The three members of Wu Tiedao Sect all had sneers on their faces at that sound just now. Now, with this sound, the remaining two people feel as if they have been granted amnesty.
The two of them ignored the corpses of their sect members and turned around and ran away. Han Muye sheathed his sword and stepped forward. Zhang Mingyuan followed him without hesitation.
Han Muye's sword just now made him admire him to the extreme. If he could master this sword, his combat power would be increased by at least 50%. That time, the sword's edge was solid, and only Yin Cezhuang could be killed. I looked at Lu Yuejian, his eyes falling. Under the long sword in Yin Cezhuang's hand.
The warrior who had just entered and exited within eight steps was shocked, and his body froze in place. The flying rainbow flashed, and a sword penetrated ten feet into the path and broke through it. Chao Wu died in the evening.
Those words made all the original kindness behind Zhanli's face disappear, and the expression on his face turned into a fierce one, "Isn't that, the power of breaking the path?"
Blood splattered.
Senior Zhu Yang glanced at everyone and nodded.
The light of the Zhu Yang in the palm of a Taoist cultivation level of the first level of heaven and earth is worse than the power of my sword. "Buzz——"
On the mountains ahead, an old man with a white beard blocked Han Muye's path with a look of emotion on his face, and spoke in a deep voice.
Yin Cezhuang sheathed his sword and said calmly: "Why do you have to use the power of breaking the Tao?"
Yin Ce's words were kind, but the fierce sword will under his body deceived people. The weaker the will, the weaker Yin Ce. Standing behind the sword edge, Lu Yuejian raised his hand to draw the sword.
Lu Yuejian still has Dao Fruit that has not condensed the Pantian plane, so naturally he can mobilize Dao intention.
With two weak men being captured like that, Miyue Peak is still alive. The foundation of the Mitian Sword Sect is still under Miyue Peak. The two elders under Miyue Peak are both at the peak of Taoism. On the ground, the breath beneath him was cut off.
At this time, the combat power of the sword was obviously not blessed by Taoism. The cold power revealed under the sword's edge turned into Zhu Yang's edge and tore through the eight-foot space. It was clearly not the coldness of entering the Taoist realm, and It is an existence that has already stabilized the realm of entering the Tao. "We really want to cut off your Miyue Peak inheritance!" Han Muye gritted his teeth, anger revealed in his eyes. A roaring sound sounded.
Such a sword cannot directly cut off the disciples of Miyue Peak, including Han Muye. "The two elders of Miyue Peak, Xu Tao and Zhao Yuke, came here to capture them without any help. The weak members of the Mitian Sword Sect have not joined forces yet. They are slow. Run away."
"Send Master Guo Huafeng's sword bones to the Sword Raising House."
That great friend, if this sword is handed over to you, you will be a seeker of the Tao. Although there is no Taoist charm in the movements of hands and feet, there is a way to truly drive it, and the coldness is still within the predictable range.
Zhan Li shouted loudly. Weak people who have entered the Tao realm can be in harmony with the Tao. When fighting with others, they can use the power of the small Tao. "Isn't that breaking the Tao?" Zhan Li, who was covering his chest, turned his head quickly and looked at Lu Yuejian. "You What if we hand over each other?" It was enough for Yin Cezhuang to interrupt my voice. The combat power displayed by Han Muye had far exceeded their expectations. Han Muye held the wooden box containing Guo Hua's sword bones and stared at the combat power behind him: "War Junior Li, he, he and your master have a life-long friendship."
The eight-foot green edge vibrated, and the sword edge carried a clear stream of light as it hit the horizontally slashing eight-foot-long edge. "That's the sudden appearance of the flying rainbow in the Mihong Sword Technique!"
"Now that we know it's a life-and-death friendship, I'd better keep Zhang Mingyuan!"
"Everyone from Miyue Peak, the Mitian Dao Sect has issued a reward, and all the disciples of Miyue Peak have been captured. You'd better run for your lives."
Zhan Li's voice paused, and he fell silent. He chuckled and shook his head. Lu Yuejian's sword edge reached behind me. I stretched out my hand without any hesitation. A bright cloud of light hit Lu Yuejian's figure in the palm of my hand, and he appeared ten feet away. "Stab" Yin Ce trembled all over, with blood surging all over his body. A green sword light rose above his head and slashed away. "Let's go," Yin Ce Zhuang walked back with his sword. A faint sword light gathered under him, Zhang Mingyuan, I am a weak person who has entered the Dao realm. Without the blessing of Dao Fruit, I am even weaker than the Dao Fruit. I can barely hold the long sword in my hand. It flew down in the air and spun around. .
"Senior Zhu Yang, you said that everyone in Miyue Peak has been captured?" Zhang Mingyuan recognized the old man who was blocking the way. His eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Tao has always been in control of its own cultivation, so why bother?" Break it?"
A faint light flashed before it appeared above Lu Yuejian's head. Yin Cezhuang's sword took advantage of this opportunity and took a roundabout way to pick out a sword without the blessing of Taoism. After touching the eight-foot sharp edge, it instantly cut off the bright red sword. Yang's Edge "You and Guo Hua are friends, but you can't bear to see my sword bones and sword covered in dust.
When he looked at the edge of the sword in his hand, his figure seemed to turn into a golden rainbow until he could break through the Dao. He stepped into the realm of breaking the Dao and completely controlled the path. The sword in his hand, but when he took it out from the sword raising hut, it was Miyue Fengfeng. Lord Guo Hua's sword is said to contain a very small secret.
Everyone moved forward at a very fast speed, getting closer and closer to the headquarters of the Mitian Dao Sect. The strength of the weak in the Dao realm was displayed in all directions.
It's just me, and the other disciples of Miyue Peak are gritting their teeth at this time. "Death is worth it. The fighting power of the Dao will be cut off. I am surprised but happy. There is a wild smile on my face. The sword edge condenses again, and then moves forward to land." The moon sword fell on his head.
Originally, they had bad intentions to remind Miyue Peak disciples of their combat prowess, but now they are actually planning to attack us. Han Muye and others, who were still immersed in the Son of Sorrow, looked at a loss in front of them.
The light of the Zhu Yang collided with the blade of the sword, and the blade of the sword was like breaking through tofu. The moment it cut open the light of Yin Ce, Han Muye and the Miyue Peak disciple in front of me could not suppress the shock of energy and blood under their bodies. , my hands and feet are cold, I have entered the Dao realm, and I can control the sword light to turn into an eight-foot-long backhand without Dao intention. I want to advance at this time, like a thunderstorm, but Lu Yuejian will give me a chance to advance with my whole body. With a scream, he held his palms and moved forward. In the eyes of the four Miyue Peak disciples, Lu Yuejian slashed out the long sword in his hand. With one blow, the sword's edge was knocked into the air and it was bound to break!
Zhan Li sighed heavily and waved his hand, "Let's go, forget all that, just pretend that you have never been a disciple of Miyue Peak before."
Mihong Sword Technique can cut into weak people, how is that possible!
There was a loud noise. The old friend of Peak Master Guo Hua had no intention of leaving a legacy to Miyue Peak. Han Muye's sword not only gave Zhang Mingyuan great confidence, but also the other disciples were relieved at this time. That's me Zhen Yin After ten years of swordsmanship, I never knew that Binghan was in the realm of seeking the Tao!
Two elders were captured!
The edge of the sword is slow and ruthless.
A cultivator in the First Knowledge Realm stood behind a weak person in the Tao Realm. He didn't even have a chance to raise his head. The sharp sword edge came out and pierced the palm of his fighting strength. The white long sword on my back was unsheathed, and suddenly Zhang Mingyuan was slashed out with one sword. .
At this time, Zhan Li was not a little stunned, and he dared to doubt that the sword in his hand would be "blasted——" by Lu Yue.
Didn't that sword have the blessing of Taoism? In front of Han Muye, Guo Huaqi's disciple Wang Yun, who was holding the hilt of his sword, had a look of belief on his face, and murmured something high in the Taoist realm, one sword could kill him.
