Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In the square of Jiu Xuan Dao, everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, came slowly, followed by the cautious Wu Quan.

"Junior brother..." Zeng He frowned and whispered.

None of these disciples can participate in today's scene.

Moreover, the current situation may be a moment of life and death for our sect, and the Tao Master must make the decision on everything.

Next to Zeng He, Wu Mingjue also looked tense and stared at Han Muye.

This ancestor who woke up from an unknown age wouldn't want to interfere at this time, would he?

Is this person so unable to see the situation clearly?

Taoist Hu Yu frowned and shook his head slightly.

The seniors who have awakened from ancient times still carry the pride of being superior and strong in their hearts, and they still feel that Jiuxuan Dao is the overlord who was rampant back then.

However, reality will teach them how to behave.

"kill him."

Opposite, Pan Ping from the Qingling Dao Sect had already shouted.

No argument, no anger, no hesitation.

If you disrespect him, kill him directly.

This is the choice of the strong.

The Supreme Realm is like this now, strength speaks for itself.

The Qin family all looked at the situation in front of them with smiles on their faces.

They enjoyed watching the show.

The two big men who came with Pan Ping quickly stepped forward and rushed towards Han Muye.

Taoist Hu Yu wanted to stop him, but Taoist Pan Ping's aura surged around him and stopped him.

Wu Mingjue, Zeng He and other disciples on the other side looked at each other. Just as Wu Mingjue was about to move, a fellow disciple reached out to hold him back.

"Brother, save your strength." The fellow student shook his head and looked at the two people rushing towards Han Muye, "Maybe we will run for our lives separately later."

If the sect breaks up, they will really have to run for their own lives.

Even if you take action now, can you help again later?

Wu Mingjue was speechless and could only watch the two big men who were at least on the second level of the Reborn Realm rushing towards Han Muye.

The two of them were very fast. They walked in front of Han Muye in a few steps. One stretched out his left hand and the other stretched out his right hand and grabbed Han Muye's chest and abdomen.

This grab blocked Han Muye's retreat and hiding places, and the force in his hand was so strong that if he was caught, his internal organs would rupture.

Wu Fang, who was following Han Muye, looked nervous and looked at Han Muye in front of him.

He wanted to know how strong his uncle was.

Han Muye watched the two men step forward, took one step forward, flicked his left hand gently, and blocked the left hand with a cloud-like breeze gesture.

The opponent's strength showed no resistance in front of his wind-like arms.

He made a fist with his right hand and smashed it against the grab.

Among the twelve postures of Qingfeng, it is the calming wind and blocking the clouds.

"Bang——"

The fist collided with the palm, and there was a "click" sound in the opponent's arm, and the arm bone was broken.

At this time, Han Muye's left hand had already wrapped around the other big man's arm and stirred it gently.

"Click——"

The big man's arm also broke.

Two steps, three moves, the two of them were immediately defeated.

"The Twelve Styles of Qingfeng..." Taoist Hu Yu looked at Han Muye who slowly closed his hands with a dull expression on his face.

"This, this is the Twelve Styles of Qingfeng after the change of moves!" Wu Mingjue and others stared with wide eyes, watching Han Muye destroy two practitioners on the second level of the Reborn Realm with just a raise of his hands and feet.

Jiu Xuan Dao, who has always been moderate, would not even dare to think of this method.

Han Muye dismissed the two of them and walked forward slowly.

At this time, both Pan Ping of the Qingling Dao Sect and Qin Yue of the Qin family at the rear looked extremely ugly.

"No wonder you dare to hurt my Qin family. It turns out that there is such a master hidden in the Jiuxuan Dao." Qin Yue stepped forward and stood side by side with Pan Ping.

Pan Ping snorted coldly and pulled out a cyan dagger from his sleeve.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, the dagger in his hand burst out with golden light, and the source of power stirred up, inspiring a three-foot stream of light.

Holding a long sword, Pan Ping rushed directly towards Han Muye.

"Be careful with the light sword technique of Qingling Dao Sect."

Taoist Hu Yu shouted.

On the other side, Qin Yue had quietly run towards Han Muye.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he watched the golden sword thrust towards him, but his figure suddenly moved, like caressing a willow, and circled around to Pan Ping's side.

"The wind caressing the willow can also turn into body magic..."

Wu Mingjue murmured, his hands and feet trembling.

He could never imagine that after so many years of training in his family, how could a combat skill that had never been very effective become so powerful in Han Muye's hands?

"How long does it take to master it all..." Hu Yudao whispered in his mouth, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.

He had heard that his sect once had powerful elites who could cultivate martial arts and combat skills to a high level and use them at will.

Isn’t this the Han Muye we see now?

However, how long did it take for this ancestor to wake up and practice this combat skill?

Could it be that this person is a real genius?

Will Jiuxuan Dao really be revived?

"boom--"

Han Muye punched out, and the edge of his fist hit Pan Ping's ribs.

Pan Ping's whole body was shaken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

A master at the sixth level of the Reborn Realm cannot block this punch, nor can he bear this punch!

The Han Muye in front of him was even stronger than the sixth level of the Reborn Realm!

When he saw Pan Ping vomiting blood after being punched by Han Muye, Qin Yue, who rushed forward, turned around and ran away.

It's a pity that he ran fast, and Han Muye chased him even faster.

In three steps, Han Muye was behind Qin Yue.

"careful--"

The children of the Qin family shouted, Qin Yue turned around and kicked out, but the kick was empty.

Han Muye stood beside him, reached out his hand, grabbed his clothes, and then turned him over and threw him.

"Soaring into the clouds to catch up with the wind!"

All Jiu Xuan Dao disciples exclaimed in surprise.

This style is to soar into the clouds and catch the wind.

But such a simple move actually directly threw a strong man from the fifth level of the Qin family's reincarnation realm.

Qin Yue's body fell to the ground, breaking a piece of bluestone. His body squirmed on the ground, but he couldn't get up.

His shoulder bones and spine had been broken by Han Muye's blow.

Such cruel methods made the Qingling Dao Sect and Qin family disciples dare not step forward.

"Leave all the Origin Stones you have."

"The two of them will stay with me in Jiuxuan Dao and go back and get 10,000 Origin Stones in exchange."

Han Muye looked at the people of the Qin family and the Qingling Dao Sect and spoke loudly.

Leave the source stone?

Everyone looked at each other and quickly handed over the Origin Stones in their pockets.

Are you kidding, do you want the Source Stone or your life?

The scattered Origin Stones were placed in a pile, and there were more than two hundred.

"Why don't you get out of here?" Han Muye shouted, and the disciples scurried away.

Han Muye stepped forward and took out Pan Ping and Qin Yue's source stones.

The two of them each have more than ten source stones on their bodies, as well as several high-quality source stones with a hint of fluorescence. The source power stored in them is ten times that of ordinary source stones.

Han Muye politely picked up all the Origin Stones, turned around and walked back.

Looking at Han Muye's back, Taoist Hu Yu pondered for a moment and looked at Wu Mingjue and others.

"Give him all these Origin Stones."

Taoist Hu Yu pointed at the three hundred source stones that Jiuxuan Dao had just lifted, and spoke in a deep voice.

Now that it has reached this point, let's see if Han Muye can revive the Nine Profound Dao!