Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Thousands of sharp sword lights shone, and endless sword energy burst.

The sword qi becomes a river, galloping a hundred feet!

"Sword Intent!"

In the mountains dozens of miles away, several warriors in white robes raised their heads, and someone exclaimed.

"The strong person in the situation must be the Qin Yuanhe from the Tailingjian faction!" An old man in a gray robe shouted coldly.

"Come on, surround and kill this person, Jiu Xuan Jianmen will definitely reward you." The old man's body was dignified, with a long sword on his back, and sharp energy radiated from his body.

"Bam—"

A pale red fireworks exploded in the sky in the distance.

"It's the assembly order from the Nine Profound Sword Sect. Hurry up and surround Qin Yuanhe, you can get 3,000 meritorious deeds."

A group of people dressed in the robes of the inner disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect flew away and galloped forward.

"Sword Intent..."

"Hehe, good boy."

In the Mo family mansion, Mo Yuan looked up at the sword light that was soaring into the sky, and his face was full of smiles.

"Unfortunately, I didn't see this style of ten thousand swords returning to the ancestors." Sitting down on the threshold, Mo Yuan's eyes were full of joy and regret.

"This is Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect." Slowly withdrawing his hand, Han Muye said lightly.

The space of a hundred meters in front of him seemed to have been ploughed by an iron plow.

More than a dozen warriors all vomited blood, and their bodies were broken into sieves.

This is just a thousand swords returned to the ancestors by a sword intent.

If the three thousand sword intents were condensed into sword power, what kind of scene would the display of ten thousand swords return to the ancestors?

Han Muye put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were full of light.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect..." Mo Yucheng clenched the cold little hand of the bride, and whispered to himself with a hoarse voice.

Killing more than ten masters of cultivating vitality and condensing qi with one sword, is such a blow really created by our ancestors?

How could an outer disciple who had not entered the Qi Condensation Stage for two hundred years create such a magnificent sword?

Han Muye stepped forward slowly, crouched down, and looked at the twitching figure on the ground.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

The man's eyes were full of fear, he clucked a few times in his mouth, tilted his head, and died.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword on the ground.

Scenes and scenes appeared in his mind.

The young man joined the Tailingjian faction.

Young swordsman.

Elite in the door.

Come here with the elders of the sect, and disturb the general situation of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect.

"That Xuanyang sword contains the principles of kendo. As long as you find it, it will definitely help me to step into the top position of the Four Swords Sect in the Western Border."

In the picture, the person speaking in the black beard robe is the master of the Tailing Sword School, Qin Yuanhe!

"Tailing Sword Sect, Xuanyang Sword..." Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

The last time I heard the name of the Xuanyang Sword, it was in the sword pavilion, the picture of the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect disciple Ji Yuan Saber.

What is the secret of this sword?

"Sister, sister..." Sun Luyang, who was lying in a pool of blood, panted and looked at the bride.

Miss Sun's hand covered her mouth and tears fell.

"Sister, don't blame Brother Jiu."

"The Sun family has been exterminated by the Tailingjian faction. We have no choice but to..."

"You, you have to be good, live-"

Before he finished speaking, he had died.

"Bam—"

Not far away, fireworks took off.

Han Muye stood up, turned around and said, "Let's go."

After speaking, he strode back.

Mo Yucheng and the others didn't see it, Han Muye's face was pale at this time.

The first time I killed someone, I didn't feel good.

"Ying Er, don't worry, my Mo family has an ancestor, and I Mo Yucheng will definitely avenge you someday." Mo Yucheng supported the trembling bride and spoke in a deep voice.

When Mo Yunteng and others arrived at the battlefield, there was no one alive.

"Sword Qi, this is hurt by sword Qi!"

"The situation must be a strong person in the situation!"

Everyone turned to look at Mo Yunteng, their faces full of amazement.

The person who started it is self-evident.

Mo Yunteng smiled without saying a word, but looked into the distance.

One after another figure flew over.

These people are all tall and straight, and there is a fierce breath flashing from their bodies.

They are all strong swordsmen.

"Mo Yunteng has seen all the seniors." Mo Yunteng took a step forward and bowed to the person who came.

When the first person came in a gray robe and carried a long sword, his eyes swept around, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is this what you did?"

Mo Yunteng shook his head and said, "If I go back to the senior, this is a senior from my Mo family."

"That senior has an irreversible relationship with my Mo family ancestor."

As he said that, he bowed and said softly, "My Mo family ancestor is at Jiu Xuan Jianmen."

The expression of the old man in the blue-grey robe changed slightly, then nodded and said, "Well, okay, so it turns out that the Mo family has such a relationship with my Nine Profound Sword Sect."

"Old man Xu Linjin, the deacon of the Jiu Xuan Sword Gate Battle Sword Hall."

"That strong person in the realm took action to eliminate the evil for Jiu Xuan Jianmen. I should go to your Mo family to visit that strong person."

Circumstances!

In front of the strong man of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, he personally said that the ancestor of Wanjian was a strong man in the realm!

Mo Yunteng's face was full of smiles, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Senior, please—"

The corpses on the ground were naturally cleaned up.

A group of people gathered around the Jiuxuan Jianmen masters and went to the Mo family.

"My dear, the Mo family is completely developed..."

"Even the masters of the Nine Profound Sword Sect are going to pay a visit. This Mo family is really soaring into the sky."

The guests whispered behind their backs, and followed them to the Mo's house.

In such a scene, no one wants to leave first.

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In the back house of the Mo family, Han Muye strode back.

Mo Yuan looked excited, sat there and struggled to get up: "How?"

"Condensing Qi and cultivating vitality, you can slash with one sword." Han Muye said in a deep voice.

"Haha, okay, okay—" Mo Yuan laughed out loud, his laughter was fun.

Thousands of swords return to their ancestors, and there is indeed one sword capable of slaying thousands of enemies and bandits!

It took two hundred years to create such a stunning sword, and Mo Yuan felt that he had no regrets in his life!

He blushed, coughed a few times, and swayed about to fall.

Han Muye took a step forward and reached out to support his arm.

Mo Yucheng and Miss Sun also came to the front, they looked at each other and knelt down in front of Mo Yuan: "Meet the ancestors."

"Hehe, don't you think my ancestor is useless?" Mo Yuan laughed, with a hint of relief and regret in his eyes.

"The ancestor is a god, and the ten thousand swords created by his ancestors are unparalleled in the world." Mo Yucheng looked up at Mo Yuan, his eyes full of worship.

The power of Han Muye's sword just now completely broke his heart.

The person who can create this sword is the ancestor of the Mo family. As a Mo family, how fortunate it is!

Hearing Mo Yucheng's words, Mo Yuan showed a gratified smile on his face, and then sighed softly: "It's a pity that my dantian is empty and unable to gather spiritual energy, otherwise, I will be able to live for a few more days."

"I really want to see the Mo family again..."

The words gradually faded, and the divine light in Mo Yuan's eyes began to dissipate.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Mo Yuan's shoulder.

An overwhelming force poured into him, causing his eyes to widen.

Sword Intent!

This is a complete sword intent, which directly penetrated the meridians of Mo Yuan's body, pierced all the meridians directly, and then slammed into the chest and abdomen, falling into the sea of ​​​​qi.

With the other hand, Han Muye pressed a medicinal pill into Mo Yuan's mouth.

The medicinal pill melted in the mouth and dissolved into a vigorous spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy traveled along the meridians penetrated by the sword energy, and instantly fell on the dry dantian of Mo Yuan.

"Om-"

A burst of power radiated from Mo Yuan.

Condensation period!

A sword intent opened up the sea of ​​qi, and a top-grade cloud qi pill filled the meridian dantian, which directly allowed Mo Yuan to break through and reach the realm of condensing qi.

As soon as he entered the condensed air, the originally depleted lifespan increased rapidly, the breath on Mo Yuan's body continued to reverse, and his white hair turned gray.

His skinny face was also much more bloody.

"Om-"

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, and a sword light flashed away in his eyes.

Within a thousand zhang, all the swords, all vibrated!

Before the Mo family mansion, Xu Linjin, the deacon of the Jiuxuan Sword Gate and the Sword Hall, who was striding forward, was shocked.

The long sword on his back kept vibrating.

Not only him, but the disciple of the Nine Profound Sword Sect behind him, the sword in his hand could not even hold it, and it seemed that he was about to fly away.

"The sword's intent is solid, and the situation is enlightening!" Xu Linjin stood in the same place and bowed slightly.

This is respect for the strong.

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