Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The edge of the sword is like a wave, stacked in endless layers.

Black as ink, white as snow, distinct, but mixed with gray and white.

A sword light mixed with two different artistic conceptions made everyone who saw the sword light feel as uncomfortable as vomiting blood.

However, in the eyes of the two swordsman gods, Han Muye's sword made their blood boil.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"One sword can lead to life and death, it's really domineering!"

The two gods shouted at the same time, and the sword light in their hands greeted Han Muye's sword light.

The two swordsman gods took action at the same time, which shows that they attach great importance to Han Muye.

Sword cultivators are the most proud people in the world, let alone those who have reached the divine realm with their swordsmanship. At this time, their swords will meet a sword light at the same time. This scene makes the four gods of the Huanxuan Clan and another god of the Toutian Clan behind them. They were all dumbfounded.

Are there really such powerful people in the world?

"Buzz——"

Three sword lights entangled together.

Han Muye's sword light was divided into black and white. The black sword cut down one person with sword light, and the white sword cut down another person with sword light. After using the two swords, he seemed to be walking in a leisurely manner, flying in the air step by step.

The black and white sword lights in front of him pressed against the two swordsman gods and kept surging.

At this moment, Han Muye seemed to have returned to the time when he was on Jiuxuan Mountain. All his understanding was stimulated, and every change of the opponent's sword was seen through.

"It's too slow to turn across the starry sky to block my sword. You should use the most direct piercing."

"You can't even see through Phoenix Tail's combos. Your kendo foundation is too weak."

"Is this situation going to break? You don't know what you can do. It depends on how you block the surge."

"Back then, Jianting had some abilities, but it's a pity that you couldn't even show your sword skills to a three-point level. It's too bad."

With one step and one word, the two sword masters were like children carrying swords, retreating steadily.

It’s not that their cultivation is insufficient, nor is their realm insufficient.

It was Han Muye who was opposite them. His swordsmanship was too pure and complicated, and his tyranny was unimaginable.

The sword that you pick up at your fingertips contains the sword's intention, the sword's intention, and the infusion of the great road, all of which are the realm of transformation.

When the two of them faced Han Muye, it was as if they were facing the endless swordsmanship in the world.

Every casual sword move made them dare not be rude.

On the other hand, the swordsmanship they had practiced for countless years and the sword moves they had practiced for hundreds of millions of years were all flawless in front of Han Muye.

Not only could Han Muye see the flaws, he could also re-evolve their swordsmanship and erase the flaws, leaving them unable to parry.

At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the time when they were learning swordsmanship. They were confused about how to deal with every sword strike and were at a loss for every sword strike.

The sword light in front of him seemed to reveal endless magnificence.

That's not a sword, that's the peak of kendo!

"Zheng——"

The long sword vibrated, and the two sword lights were blown away by the black and white sword lights.

The blood and energy surged in the bodies of the two swordsman gods, and they retreated thousands of miles to the rear before stopping.

The two of them looked up at Han Muye, who looked calm and had a trace of regret in his eyes.

"The Sword Court inheritance shouldn't be so weak..."

weak.

Two experts in the divine realm of swordsmanship were called weak to their faces.

If this sentence were said elsewhere, I am afraid it would cause laughter.

But at this time, except for the strong man from the Sky-Treading Clan who was suppressed by the thunder, everyone else looked at this scene with solemn expressions.

"Snapped."

Han Muye raised his hand and held two long swords in his hands.

"Fellow Daoist Han Muye, our Sword Court has countless strong swordsmen, as well as the Sword Court's Eternal Sword Platform. If you want to find an opponent in the Sword Court, you can come to our Sword Court someday."

"There, there will be a prosperity of swordsmanship that you can't imagine."

Looking at the long sword taken away by Han Muye, a swordsman god whispered.

Eternal sword platform.

Han Muye's eyes sparkled with energy and he laughed: "Okay, it's settled."

The two sword masters moved and retreated back.

"I will withdraw from the Sword Court concerning your Heaven-Slaying Alliance——"

The sound came, and the two swordsmanship gods had disappeared from where they were.

Eight powerful men from the divine realm came to surround and kill them, and the two strongest among them from the divine realm of swordsmanship unexpectedly withdrew early!

This situation made the remaining people look extremely solemn.

"Roar--"

The god-level Taoist clan member roared wildly, and his body turned into a giant star, crashing towards another god-level Taoist clan member.

The chains of lightning around the two men shattered, and their bodies transformed into humanoid appearances, with solemn expressions on their faces.

The Tatian Clan God Realm who had been imprisoned by chains had a look of fear flashing in his eyes.

"I don't believe you are really that strong!"

The leader of the Huanxuan tribe's divine realm shouted, and the endless illusory divine light in his hand pressed towards Han Muye's head.

The other three Huanxuan Clan did not hesitate to hold up an illusory world, covering Han Muye and the two Toutian Clan.

"Create an illusion where you can fight without losing your life?"

"But if I die, I'm really dead here, right?"

With a chuckle, Han Muye looked at the two Toutian clan who clenched their fists and glared.

He raised the sword in his hand.

"Stab-"

The long sword sliced ​​open the void in front of him, and the bodies of the two Sky-Stepping Clan were also chopped into pieces.

The illusion in front of them was broken, the eyes of the four Huanxuan tribesmen widened, and the face of the Toutian tribe next to them turned pale.

Light and shadow gather again, and the illusion arises again.

Han Muye gave a long laugh and slashed with his sword again.

The light and shadow shattered like ice, and the expressions on the faces of the two Skywalkers in front became even worse.

The light and shadow gathered and dispersed, the sword light fluctuated. Han Muye slashed a thousand swords, and the light and shadow gathered and dispersed a thousand times.

When he raised his sword again, the four powerful gods of the Huanxuan Clan were already trembling all over.

The two gods from the Sky-Treading Clan were even more pale and their legs were trembling.

"He, he is extracting our origin!"

The leader of the Toutian clan, who had been imprisoned by the lightning chain before, shouted and stared at Han Muye.

At this time, others finally felt something was wrong.

Even if they are powerful gods, they still feel powerless.

This is obviously due to the huge depletion of one's own origin.

I didn't pay attention to it before, just thinking that Han Muye's sword power was too strong. Looking at it now, I'm afraid that the source of his power has really been extracted by Han Muye!

"escape--"

The two Tiantian Clan turned around and left without hesitation.

Han Muye looked calm and watched them leave.

The four gods of the Huanxuan Clan looked at each other with unwillingness in their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.

The two swordsman gods with the strongest killing power left, and the two Tiantian Clan gods with the strongest qi and blood power left.

Now it is impossible for the four of them to keep Han Muye.

"You wait."

The leader of the Huanxuan tribe's divine realm groaned, raised his hand, and dazzled the surrounding space with dazzling lights, then turned around and left.

The other three gods also turned and left.

But as they walked through the endless void, they suddenly stopped.

Because, in front of them, at some point, a long sword crossed the sky.

The black and white sword light had a chill that made people afraid to look directly at it.

"How can it be!"

"This, this, he's coming after him..."

The four of them turned around and looked behind them.

Han Muye, who was walking forward with his hands behind his back, looked calm.

"The power of space is indeed mysterious, and it's worthy of the effort I expended to understand it."

As soon as his body moved, he was already three feet away in front of the four divine realm Huanxuan clan.

"Tell me, what's going on with the Heaven-Slaying Alliance."