Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 200 With this sword, can you kill the Nascent Soul triple? (twenty three)

Master Tu Sun's complexion changed, and he saw two beams of light crashing towards the distant sky!

"The head of the Black Tiger Clan, Tiger Zixu."

"Hu Yumei, the Great Elder of the White Fox Clan."

Master Tu Sun spoke in a low voice, then tilted his head slightly: "Boy, I'm afraid neither of us will be able to escape this time."

Three heavenly realms.

The three heavenly realm nascent infants triple!

In the land of Western Xinjiang, who can resist this level of combat power?

With these three forces today, it is enough to sweep the western border.

The three great monsters of the heavenly realm hang quietly in the sky, and the figures of all the practitioners below seem to be crushed by the giant mountain.

Those practitioners who only had the cultivation base of Pei Yuan vomited blood directly, and cracks appeared in their muscles and bones.

Above Peiyuan, Qi Condensation cultivation base can only support it with all his strength.

Huang Laoliu supported the pale-faced Lu Qingping, his gaze fell into the distance.

Over there, Tang Chi and the men in black robes around him sneered, as if they were waiting quietly.

Beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan was holding the little white fox in his arms, and the little white fox was staring at the figure of the great monster of the white fox tribe in the sky, with a bright halo flowing in his eyes.

"It is said that the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan is going all out to deal with the Zhongzhou attack. The three Jue Ding Daxiu came to Yunchao Ridge. Are they really leaving behind and ignoring the clan?"

Standing behind Master Tu Sun, Han Muye looked up and spoke in a low voice.

This is the news he knew from Fengche Saber.

The monster clan is not monolithic.

Among the three who came today, one of them had some relationship with Han Muye.

His words made Master Tu Sun's eyes brighten, and his eyes fell on the three Nascent Soul and Three Great Demons in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Zixu, Junior Sister Hu, we are old friends."

"What price does Old Man Feng offer for you to sell?"

"I pay three times."

Hearing Master Tu Sun's words, the face of the big man with black tiger stripes on his face didn't change, and the young female cultivator in white who looked like he was wearing a moon white dress smiled slightly.

"Brother Tu, you still know how to do business like this."

The female cultivator smiled slightly, turned her gaze away from Master Tu Sun, swept down, and then stared at Han Muye.

"Guardian of Jiange?"

Han Muye nodded.

The female cultivator laughed, and looked at Han Muye: "You know what my fox family wants."

Fox family.

Of course Han Muye knew what the Fox Clan wanted.

This Great Elder of the Fox Clan was even the one who let Hu Taisheng attract him.

In the battle between Southern Wilderness and Zhongzhou, not many strong players from Southern Wilderness can be transferred to the western border.

Three Nascent Souls and three levels are already the limit.

Instead of coming from someone else, it is better to come from a member of the White Fox Clan.

Back then when Han Muye let Hu Taisheng's remnant soul go, he sent him to the Southern Wilderness to tell the Jiange of the Fox Clan about suppressing the reincarnation of the Great Fox Clan Demon.

Today, as expected, a strong Southern Wilderness fox tribe was attracted.

Han Muye took a deep breath, and then looked at Hu Yumei, the chief elder of the White Fox Clan: "Senior, I can give you what the White Fox Clan wants, and I hope you can quit today."

Hearing his words, Feng Hanxiao and the big black tiger frowned.

Who is this son?

Does he still have friendship with the fox clan?

Hu Yumei laughed, nodded and said, "That's natural."

"If I can get what my fox family wants, I won't interfere today, so I just turn around and leave."

Han Muye said: "Senior, please follow me."

After speaking, he flew down.

Hu Yumei's figure turned into nothingness at the same place.

Han Muye landed in front of Huang Laoliu and Lu Qingping, and then turned his gaze to Gao Xiaoxuan who was standing aside.

Hu Yumei fell behind him, staring at the little white fox in Gao Xiaoxuan's hands.

"aunt……"

Hu Yumei showed a trace of grief on her face, and let out a low cry.

The little white fox moved in Gao Xiaoxuan's arms, wanted to leave, but seemed reluctant.

Gao Xiaoxuan gently stroked the little white fox's back, then let go.

Hu Yumei raised her hand and beckoned the little white fox in her hand.

Gao Xiaoxuan stared at Hu Yumei, and said in a deep voice, "She wants to return to her clan."

"You have to protect her."

"If she is hurt in the slightest, I will take her away."

Hu Yumei nodded, hugged the little white fox and whispered: "I understand."

Gao Xiaoxuan took another look at the little white fox, then turned to look at Huang Laoliu.

"Sixth brother, I think it's really fun to be a human being."

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

"Following you in the Jiange to collect spirit stones and choose sword weapons are all interesting things."

"And the meat, the wine you secretly gave me."

"all good."

Looking at Lu Qingping beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan said softly, "Sister-in-law Six, Brother Six, I really envy you."

He shook his head, with a slight smile on his face: "I'm so tired, I don't want to be a human anymore."

"I'd better make a sword."

As soon as the words fell, his figure dissipated and turned into a bright long sword, which fell into Huang Laoliu's hands.

Huang Laoliu held the sword in one hand and Lu Qingping in the other, staring at Hu Yumei who was holding the little white fox.

Lu Qingping bit her lip and clenched Huang Laoliu's arm tightly.

"boom--"

In the sky, the sound of tremors came, and a sword light blocked the two jets of black demon energy.

Still started.

Hu Yumei glanced at Han Muye and Huang Laoliu, and said calmly, "I hope you can survive."

After speaking, she held the little white fox in her arms, and with a movement, she turned into a breeze and left.

One of the three Nascent Soul triple demons left, and there were two more.

These two made a move in mid-air, suppressing Master Tu Sun, causing him to retreat steadily.

Master Tu Sun is the number one swordsman in Western Borders, with extremely strong combat power, capable of leapfrogging and fighting.

But facing the two Nascent Souls and Sanchong, he had no choice but to retreat.

Manpower, after all, has a limit.

In the sky, streamers intertwined, and sword energy and demon light filled the air.

This kind of battle group, even if Han Muye wanted to help Master Tu Sun, he couldn't do it.

"Han Muye."

A voice came.

Han Muye turned his head and saw Yang Dingshan, the lord of the Mingshan Sword Sect in a green robe, standing not far away.

"Tell Yang Mingxuan that you don't need to collect my body."

"If you really have the ability, you will take back the position of the suzerain of Mingshan Sword Sect in the future."

After Yang Dingshan finished speaking, before Han Muye could reply, his figure had already stood up.

"Brother Tu, Yang Dingshan is here."

"Little demon in the Southern Wilderness, do you really think that there is no one in Western Border?"

The sword turned into a mountain, like a mountain range.

Yang Dingshan's figure blended into the mountain, making the whole mountain more solid.

Sword potential.

Take the sword as a mountain and your body as a stone.

"boom--"

The giant mountain collided with a black monster, causing the big monster to pause slightly.

Half-step Heaven Realm, Nascent Soul Triple Stage Against Battle Heaven Realm.

Being able to shake the big monster's figure already shows Yang Dingshan's strength in battle.

"Hmph, looking for death."

In the sky, Feng Hanxiao, who was holding a long knife, let out a low cry, raised his hand and slashed down heavily with the knife.

The light of the knife led the clouds in the sky, like a roaring dragon, crashing headlong into the giant mountain.

"boom--"

The ten thousand zhang mountains roared, and then they were split in half with a single knife.

Yang Dingshan's figure was revealed, standing in mid-air, fixedly watching Feng Hanxiao, sighed softly, and turned into nothingness.

A half-step Heaven Realm powerhouse, a famous sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang, Yang Dingshan, the lord of Mingshan Sword Sect, fell.

One level of cultivation is the first level of heaven and earth, and the heavenly realm is the heavenly realm.

Half a step into the heaven realm, can't stop the blow of the triple powerhouse of the heaven realm Nascent Soul.

Even the half-step heavenly realm who comprehends the power of the sword can't stop it.

"boom--"

Yang Dingshan sacrificed his sword to block the wind and cold whistle, so that Tu Sunshi had a chance to recover, and then resolutely hit the black tiger with the long stick in his hand.

At this time, the sword in Master Tu Sun's hand turned into a heavenly dragon, the light of the sword pierced through the cold, and he did not retreat any longer.

"Hu Zixu, Feng Hanxiao, today you can't kill me, Master Tu Sun, in the future I will go to the Southern Wilderness and kill you black tiger, cloud and leopard clans!"

Master Tu Sun gritted his teeth and shouted, the sword intent on his body condensed into dragon shadows one by one.

"boom--"

With a single strike, the long dragon bumped into Hu Zixu's long stick, knocking Hu Zixu back a step.

Nascent Soul 2nd Layer repels Nascent Soul 3rd Layer.

This sword made Hu Zixu's complexion gloomy, and the evil spirit in his body continued to condense.

Feng Hanxiao, who killed Yang Dingshan behind him, gleamed with a saber in his hand.

"Lingdaozong Zheng Wangyuan, ask seniors for advice."

A voice sounded.

The elder of the Lingdao Sect with long robes and long sleeves, Zheng Wangyuan, a half-step heavenly realm overhaul, stepped out in one step, and hit Feng Hanxiao head-on with a jade bone pleated fan in his hand.

"Hmph, ants, are you looking for death?"

Feng Hanxiao snorted coldly, the light of the saber in his hand collided with Zheng Wangyuan's folding fan with a dark shadow.

"Stab—"

The folding fan shattered, Zheng Wangyuan's body was shaken, he was knocked hundreds of feet away, trembling all over, and then his body shattered.

Above his head, a golden elixir shining with spiritual light flew out, only a few feet away, Feng Hanxiao laughed, grabbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"A rare good thing."

"Who else is going to die?"

After swallowing Zheng Wangyuan's golden elixir, Feng Han laughed out loud.

"Lu Hao of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, come to die."

A voice sounded.

"He Chang, Taoist sect of Yuntai, is willing to die."

"Wind Spirit Sword Sect, Chang Yuanhe."

...

"Nine Profound Sword Sect Sun Mu."

One after another voices sounded, and a half-step heavenly realm, alchemy cultivator flew up into the sky, rushing towards the big monster at the third level of the heavenly realm Nascent Soul and howling coldly.

Looking at those dying figures, the two swords behind Han Muye kept shaking.

As a sword cultivator, if you don't have such passion in your heart, what kind of sword do you still cultivate?

He turned his head, glanced at Huang Laoliu, and then shot straight into the sky.

What about the big monster in the sky?

There is death!

"Nine Profound Sword Gate, Li Xixi is willing to die."

In Han Muye's ear, Li San's voice sounded.

"I left half of the gourd wine, do you want to drink it?" Li San threw a small gourd towards Han Muye.

Han Muye grabbed it with his hand, bit off the stopper, and took a gulp.

Cool and bland.

water.

Isn't this water just wine?

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and the two swords staggered out behind him.

Two sword intents poured into the sword body, and the sword light shot hundreds of feet loudly.

Above his head, sword intents rose one after another, condensing into a hundred-foot sword shadow.

Xuanyang Jue is divided into three parts, Soul as Sword, Condensing Sword Jue, Body Transforming into Sword, Soldiers Sword Jue, Condensing Sword Bone, Raising Sword Qi, Raising Sword Jue.

Combining the three tactics into one, you can be a sword, a god as a sword, and qi as a sword.

At this time, Han Muye merged the ninety sword intents in the sea of ​​qi into one sword.

This sword is sharper than the Soul Sword.

Han Muye flew towards the place where the sword light and monster energy exploded.

There, Master Tu Sun and the big monster Hu Zi fought with all their strength.

"Senior, cooperate again?"

Han Muye shouted loudly.

Master Tu Sun, who was fighting Hu Zixu with all his strength, retreated a hundred feet, seeing the blue sword light above Han Muye's head, his face flashed blankly, and then he was ecstatic.

A sword shadow no less than the sword of the soul!

How many backhands does Han Muye have?

"it is good!"

"This time, five five!"

"No, six four, you six and four!"

Master Tu Sun roared loudly, the sword infant above his head exploded, and stretched out his hand to draw the long sword with sword intent above Han Muye's head.

The cyan sword light started, and the sword intent that had been suppressed by the demon cloud suddenly rose.

Countless long swords shook, and the sound resounded through the world.

Master Tu Sun could feel that this sword of sword intent was much stronger than the previous sword of soul!

With this sword, can it kill the Nascent Soul triple?

"Feng Hanxiao, kill that kid!"

Hu Zixu saw through the key point and let out a low growl.