Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 274 Deng Chungang Returns, Teleportation Formation Appears (23 for subscription)

The huge water demon rushed out of the water, traversed for tens of miles, and slammed into the dragon pillar from midair.

The strength of these monsters is unimaginable.

Among them is the digital demon, whose cultivation base is probably at the high level of Jindan.

These water demons rushed forward, bringing with them strong winds and demon clouds, covering half of the sky.

On the head of the cloud, someone frowned and said in a low voice: "The Nine Factions of Western Border are rearranged, what are these big monsters trying to get involved with?"

Just as soon as these words came out, several eyes fell from the surroundings.

Can't see at this time that the big demon and the Lingdao Sect are allies, specifically targeting the Nine Profound Sword Sect?

Master Wan Hua, the elder of Lingdao Sect standing in front, said calmly: "If you don't have the ability to deal with the big monster, then don't be brave."

Bravery.

Nine Profound Sword Gate couldn't defend the dragon pillar by itself, but helped others to defend it, which was showing off their strength.

At this time, those big monsters had rushed to the sky above the dragon pillar, and then swooped down.

Han Muye was holding a long sword, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

When he merged with the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he felt the power of suppression under the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains.

He had experienced this power in Qingmang Mountain.

The power of the Dao sword mountain from the Shiheng Dao Sect in the fairy world!

What is being suppressed here is not the overhaul of the fairy world, but the half-cut Dao sword!

As for the other half of Dao Sword, it is in Han Muye's hands!

Looking at the big monsters all over the sky, a smile flashed across Han Muye's face.

If there is a suppressed overhaul of the fairy world below, he has to consider whether there will be problems after releasing it.

But the suppression below is Daojian Mountain, so, no problem.

Letting go of the hilt of the sword, Han Muye raised his hand a little.

Yunlongjian turned into a long dragon and flew out directly.

"Boom—"

The long dragon collided with the big monster, and cut off a hundred-foot-long black turtle monster directly.

With one sword and two strokes, blood gushes like a waterfall!

The spilled blood directly filled under the dragon pillar.

The dragon pillar occupied by the Nine Profound Sword Sect rose rapidly.

The Yunlong sword spun again and strangled another Baizhang fish demon.

When the dragon pillar reached four hundred feet, the mask around Han Muye's body vibrated, and there was a roaring sound from the sky.

This is the appearance when gravity is pressed to the limit.

Han Muye knew where this gravity came from.

This is the bondage of the formation, but it is used to suppress the power of the Dao sword.

It seems that more blood of the big demon is needed to stimulate the power of the Dao sword and let it break free from the suppression of the formation.

With Yunlong sword retracted, Han Muye raised his head to look at the big demon who was restrained by the two swords in the sky.

Below, on the dragon pillar of Lingdaozong, Lu Qingchen laughed loudly: "Let me see today, what do you Nine Profound Sword Sect use to guard the dragon pillar!"

With so many big monsters attacking, even the Heaven Realm can't defend the dragon pillar!

The Nine Profound Sword Sect, which was supposed to be number one in the Nine Sects, was in danger of falling into the Nine Sects.

The point is, when the big monster strikes, the genius of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Jiange Han Baxian may be intercepted and killed!

Everyone looked at this scene and dared not speak.

Is Han Xianxian giving up on the dragon pillar, or is he fighting with his life?

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the magic weapon in his hand, this kid would have already been smashed off the dragon pillar. How strong is the Nine Profound Sword Sect?"

Above the clouds, Daoist Wanhua, the great elder of Lingdao Sect, suddenly spoke.

His voice was undisguised, and it spread through the clouds and down below.

Han Muye's fighting strength is due to the magic weapon in his hand.

Nine Profound Sword Gate has no real strength!

At this moment, some people's eyes flickered, some chuckled and shook their heads, and some sighed softly.

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect, do I have no strength?"

At this moment, a voice came from above the sky.

The voice was far away when first heard.

But the sound fell, and it was already close.

It's not loud, but everyone can hear it.

As soon as the voice came out, everyone on Yuntou's expression changed drastically.

Heaven!

Inducing the power of heaven and earth to be disordered, and saying a thousand words, this is the power of heaven!

At Nine Profound Sword Gate, a powerful man from the heavenly realm is coming!

On the head of the cloud, Tuobacheng showed a strange expression, and turned his head to look in the direction of the snow mountain.

Han Muye raised his head, his gaze fell on the rolling snow-capped mountains.

Everyone felt the earth tremble.

In the distance, snow mountains collapsed one after another!

"boom--"

The sky is falling apart.

There are snow-capped mountains rising from the ground and flying towards the sky.

Under the snow mountain, there is clearly a figure!

Walk with the snow mountain on your back!

Who in the world can have such great power?

Above the clouds, there was an exclamation.

Even Immortal Wanhua and Li Mubai who were standing in front of them showed surprise on their faces.

Sitting cross-legged on the dragon pillar, Infernal Dao Sect Duan Yihong widened his eyes and trembled all over.

He cultivated the lineage of earth and stone, and he once fought with a lot of weight on his back.

But what he saw now was a figure coming from three snow-capped mountains on his back!

There is a lineage of earth and rock in the world, and there are such powerful masters!

Under the dragon pillar, those elites from various sects raised their heads, watching the three snow-capped mountains soaring towards the sky in disbelief.

As for those cultivators who watched the battle, many people retreated in panic at this time.

It is completely unimaginable what kind of strong man this is!

"The Sword King of the Northern Territory, with three snow mountains on his back, suppresses the Snow Demon Clan."

Han Muye smiled lightly, and then said flatly, "The first direct descendant of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Deng Chungang."

The first direct lineage of the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

This peerless powerhouse carrying three snow-capped mountains on his back turned out to be the first direct descendant of the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

There is such a strong man in the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

Even if they heard the voice saying it was from the Nine Profound Sword Sect before, everyone still couldn't believe it.

But at this time, Han Muye directly said the other party's name!

On Yuntou, many Jindan Daxiu remembered that there were only ninety-nine people on the dragon boat of Jiuxuanjianmen, and there was still one seat vacant.

It turns out, here!

Nine Profound Sword Sect, number one in the lineage, Deng Chungang!

"Haha, you are Han Shijiu, right?"

"The monk in the Xuankong Temple said that you are very strong. If I don't come back, the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Gate will be handed over to you."

In the sky, the clouds and thunder combined with the sound, rolling and moving.

The sound caused the snow mountain to tremble, and avalanches appeared one after another.

"You will take the first place in the Nine Sects later, let me see if you are qualified to be in charge of the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

In Deng Chungang's voice, there was an endless fighting spirit!

Being number one in the Nine Schools seems like a trifling matter, but the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect is more important.

Deng Chungang wants to fight Han Muye!

Han Muye's eyes sparkled, and he nodded slightly: "Okay."

it is good!

Hearing Han Muye's answer, Deng Chungang laughed, and the snow mountain crashed down behind him!

"You Spirit Armor Monster Clan still don't give up, want to infiltrate the Northern Territory?"

"Okay, how many come, how much I suppress!"

Of the three snow mountains, one fell directly into the Jialing River.

One fell in the direction of the dragon pillar.

The last one exploded and turned into a ten thousand zhang snow sword, slashed down with one blow!

"boom--"

The snow mountain smashed into the river, directly smashing the river in half, and countless black turtle demons were crushed under the mountain and turned into powder.

Blood and evil spirits rose from the sky.

On the ten-thousand-foot snow-capped mountain, streams of snow mist rose, gathering the blood and demon energy of the black turtle demon, turning them into blood-colored beads.

Looking at this scene, Han Muye showed a strange look on his face.

This method is clearly the method of Yushi Jianwan!

"It's Shanyin, Jianmaru Shanyin."

Daoist Dayan's voice came with a hint of surprise.

"Shanyin Sword Pills are six in total, and they are the suppressing places of the Shanhe series in the Zhoutian Sword Formation."

"This Deng Chungang must have obtained the Shanyin Sword Pill before he went to the Northern Territory to suppress the Snow Demon."

"I suspect that this is the backhand left by Sword Master Yuan Tian."

Speaking of this, Daoist Dayan whispered: "Han Muye, what you and Deng Chungang are fighting for is probably not only the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

Not only the inheritance of Nine Profound Sword Sect, but also the inheritance of Sword Master Yuan Tian!

"boom--"

The second snow mountain crashed into the sky above the dragon pillar, smashing all the big monsters besieging the dragon pillar into blood mist, and then gathered them together.

Han Muye frowned.

He used the qi and blood of these big monsters to water Long Zhu, but Deng Chungang couldn't take them all away.

With a low shout, the Yunlong sword flew out, strangling several black turtle demons again.

"Roar--"

On the Jialing River, with a roar, a tall figure in a black robe rushed out.

Heaven!

More than one!

In the river, there were five other figures rushing out.

Deng Chungang, who was holding a big sword, laughed and rushed out.

At this moment, there is no suspense for the nine factions to compete.

On the dragon pillar of Lingdaozong, Lu Qingchen and the three figures behind him were all gloomy, staring at the dragon pillar of Jiuxuan Sword Gate rising rapidly.

No one can stop it.

No one dared to stop.

At the last moment of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, a heavenly powerhouse who can defeat six with one came!

On the Jialing River, the sword shines through the river.

The six heavenly monsters couldn't suppress Deng Chungang's sword light.

No one dared to speculate on the fighting power displayed by this first descendant of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, who was not well-known in Western Xinjiang.

Above the clouds, there was silence.

"Om—"

The dragon pillar of Jiuxuan Sword Gate reached five hundred feet, the sky and the earth shook, and the roar came from the ground.

All the dragon pillars began to vibrate.

Above the clouds, Immortal Wanhua and Li Mubai showed joy on their faces.

Han Muye lowered his head and looked down.

A streak of golden aura filled the air at some point.

This is the sword energy of Daojian Mountain.

The Mountain Dao Sword has been broken, and its power has been suppressed for so many years. If it weren't for the blood of the big monster, it would not be able to wake up at all.

At this time, the suppressing dragon pillar was pulled up, and the energy and blood of the great demon were poured in, and the power of the Dao sword was just aroused.

Standing on the dragon pillar, Han Muye raised his hand and grabbed the long sword hanging in front of him.

The long sword is always wished, and Zhu Shen, the elder of the Jiange of the Nine Profound Sword Gate, wears the sword.

This sword represents the humiliation of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, as well as the hardships of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Stretching out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, the sword energy poured directly into it.

One picture after another appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect suffered heavy losses, and the masters withered.

Jiange elders fell one after another.

The kind-faced old man practiced day and night, and finally joined the long sword, gathering the power of half a step of heaven.

The old man fought in all directions to protect the precarious Nine Profound Sword Gate.

Until the descendants of the Nine Profound Sword Sect grew up and had the power to protect themselves.

A letter caused the old man to fly into a rage, and he flew down the mountain under the fruitless persuasion of all the disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Lingdaozong.

Sure enough, it is the Lingdao Sect.

Ling Daozong threatened the relics of the elders of the Jiange of the Nine Profound Sword Gate, and led the elder Zhu Shen down the mountain to attack.

In this battle, Lingdaozong also suffered a lot of casualties.

After this battle, the inheritance of the Jiange of the Nine Profound Sword Sect was incomplete, and the descendants could only protect themselves, and there was no longer any threat to the major sects.

After this battle, Nine Profound Sword Sect finally got a chance to recuperate.

Elder Zhu Shen's Plain Wish Sword was taken away by the Lingdao Sect and has been hidden in the secret treasury. This time, he took it out to suppress the resurgent Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, Han Muye's whole body trembled.

On the sword, a dark spiritual light flashed and rushed into his body.

"Boy, this sword has been banned by Outland Overhaul, you run away!"

That is the remnant soul of Elder Zhu Shen!

Outland overhaul ban?

Han Muye felt it.

The power of space.

At the moment when his sword energy poured into the sword body, a power of space transmission was activated.

"Om—"

In the void, a light array appeared.

Master Wanhua laughed loudly, raised his hand, and a ray of spiritual light fell on it.

It was a brilliant spirit stone.

The best spirit stone.

Lu Qingchen, who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon pillar, also shook his hand and threw a spirit stone on it.

Under the dragon pillar, Guo Tianjin, the first heir of Yunhai Sword Sect, raised his hand, and a stream of light shot out.

The third best spirit stone!

Three top-quality spirit stones collided with the formation, arousing the power of the formation to surge.

Above the clouds, the complexions of those Jindan Daxiu changed drastically.

"This formation is an ancient teleportation formation!" Someone shouted.

"Reverend Wanhua, what are you doing!"

"This formation is set on the air-forbidden formation, and it absorbs our strength!"

"I can't stop, the formation activated by the best spirit stone, once we lose our strength, we will be backlashed!"

On the head of the cloud, the sound of terrified roars came and went.

Is Master Wanhua going to make an enemy of the entire western border?

At this time, Wanhua Daoist laughed long and took a step forward.

"This array is a teleportation array that connects to the fairy world outside the domain."

"The fairy world is a world where the level of cultivation far exceeds the Tianxuan world, and there are immortals and Buddhas all over it."

"Everyone, if you want to go to the fairy world with this deity, you only need to submit to my Lingdao Sect."

To the fairy world!

A place where the level of cultivation far exceeds that of the Profound Sky World!

On the head of the cloud, some people were horrified, some frowned, and some had longing flashes on their faces.

"Reverend Wanhua, didn't you say that the rise of the Dragon Tower is to release the suppressed treasures under it?" Li Mubai frowned and said in a cold voice.

Master Wanhua smiled and said, "Brother Li, isn't there treasure everywhere in the fairy world?"

Li Mubai showed a cold look on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Master Wanhua lied to him.

Master Wanhua looked at Yuntou, with a disdainful smile on his face: "You regard Western Xinjiang as a treasure land, but you don't know how big this world is."

"Let's not talk about the Western Border, even the Profound Sky World, compared to the Fairy World, it's just a barren land."

"I am going to the fairy world to seek immortality. If you don't go, you will never have a chance!"

Immortality!

Practitioners, who wouldn't want the chance to live forever?

How many people can remain unmoved under the temptation of immortality?

"Fellow Daoist Wanhua..." an old man with white beard whispered.

Master Wanhua turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

The old man was taken aback and lowered his head.

Only by surrendering can one leave with Daoist Wanhua.

Fellow Daoist is not a title of surrender.

"Great Master Wanhua, I, I am willing to submit, and follow the Great Master to the fairy world."

Surrender.

For eternal life, choose surrender.

Above the clouds, voices sounded.

At this time, the dragon pillars vibrated, and then one by one they were broken into pieces.

The earth is cracked, the cracks are deep and deep, and golden auras rise up one after another.

Dao Sword Mountain!

The phantom of a gigantic sword slowly emerged from the cracks in the snow mountain.

This sword has unimaginable power!

Dao Sword's phantom appeared, and everyone felt their hearts tremble.

The four elites of Lingdao Sect moved and appeared in mid-air, staring at the giant sword.

They want to take the sword.

It's just that there are countless sect elites below.

"You can also submit to my Shiheng Daozong, and follow us to practice in the fairy world."

Lu Qingchen hung in the void, lowered his head, and spoke lightly.

Do you want to practice in the fairy world?

Seek the way of longevity.

Below, the eyes of the elites of various sects, there are various spiritual lights flashing.

"Han Muye, I'll give you a chance too."

Lu Qingchen raised his head and looked at Han Muye who was holding a long sword.

"Being under my door, I will take you to the fairy world."

A smile appeared on Lu Qingchen's face.

He knew that a person with cultivation talent like Han Muye knew how to choose.

In the fairy world, that is an irresistible temptation.

The stronger the person, the more talented they are, the more they want to step into the fairy world.

In practice, one should pursue eternal life.

In order to live forever, what means cannot be used?

At this moment, everyone below looked at Han Muye.

How would this exiled swordsman choose?

Han Muye lowered his head and his eyes fell on those elites of the sect.

They are waiting for their choice.

choose?

OK.

Han Muye chuckled lightly, and lightly exerted force on the palm holding Suyuan Sword.

"Canglang—"

Long sword, unsheathed!

Jianguang, with a dazzling cold light.

This sword has never been pulled out since Elder Zhu Shen fell.

At this moment, the sword light that had been hidden for countless years was slashed down with a cold sword.

This sword is not sharp.

But this sword carried an unforgettable sense of boundlessness!

When Han Muye slashed out with his sword, a white-haired old man seemed to appear behind him, smiling lightly and nodding his head.

This sword was Han Muye's choice.

Go fuck Changsheng!

What I want is to be a Happy Sword Immortal!

Surrender?

roll!

The sword light is like lightning, cutting through the void!

Lu Qingchen and the figures behind him all had ugly expressions on their faces. They raised their hands, and the sword was blocked by streaks of aura.

"Stab—"

Jian Guang cut through the spiritual light, chased after Lu Qingchen, and made him fly away several times before he hung in the air in shock.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Han Muye looked at him quietly with a smile on his face.

Below, the faces of those sect elites also showed smiles.

This is the sword cultivator.

Practice, as it should be.

Draw your sword!

"Okay, okay." Lu Qingchen gritted his teeth, glanced down, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"You're going to regret—"

As soon as the words fell, he and the three figures behind him exploded directly, turning into blood-colored auras, and rushed directly towards Yuntou.

They were originally the clones of Daoist Wanhua, and they returned at this time, carrying a huge amount of blood and spiritual energy, and pouring them into Daoist Wanhua.

"boom--"

The aura turned into a beam of light, Master Wanhua let out a long laugh, and his cultivation was no longer suppressed.

Nascent Soul Quadruple!

With the return of his avatar, he showed the cultivation realm of the fourfold Nascent Soul.

He had already overwhelmed Xijiang's cultivation base, and if he added another point, everyone could only look up to him.

"Li Mubai, I know you have stepped into the Nascent Soul Third Layer, now, are you willing to surrender to this deity?" Master Wanhua laughed wildly.

On the head of the cloud, the magic light on Li Mubai's body appeared, and it really was Nascent Soul Triple Layer.

This kind of magic light shines, dyeing the sky into darkness.

But compared with Wanhua Daoist, it is obviously lower.

"Surrender?"

Li Mubai looked at Master Wanhua, and said coldly: "Let's see if you have that ability!"

As soon as the words fell, a dark golden long spear in his hand pierced at Master Wanhua, revealing the magic of Senhan.

"Just because of this?" Master Wanhua sneered.

"And I."

A suppressed force instantly burst out from Tuobacheng's body.