Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

A ray of sword light pierced the body of Zhendao Sect's golden armored soldier, and the long sword flew horizontally in the air.

A thin old man wearing a green Taoist robe flew down, his aura as solemn as an abyss.

The practitioners around him raised their heads and looked nervously at this strong man of the Nine Mysteries.

This man's strength is beyond imagination, he can actually kill the golden armored soldiers of Zhen Dao Sect with one sword.

Taoist Hu Yu, Wu Mingjue and others also looked up at this time, with a trace of confusion on their faces.

Who is this person?

Why does this person want to save Jiu Xuan Dao?

"He is the founder of Jiu Xuan Dao, right?" Someone whispered not far away.

The surrounding practitioners quietly retreated.

"I heard that Jiuxuan Dao made some moves last year. They competed with the Qin family and knocked out many source stones of the Qingling Dao Sect. It was because the ancestor of Jiuxuan Dao had awakened." Someone seemed to know more information and spoke in a low voice.

When a strong person in a sect wakes up and his strength increases, he will naturally have to compete for more resources.

"They are so courageous. The Zhendao Sect is hunting down the ancient practitioners of the Hedao Realm everywhere, and the founder of Jiuxuandao still dares to show up." Seeing the flying figure, some people shook their heads.

Taoist Hu Yu looked at the flying figure in front of him, cupped his hands, and was about to speak when suddenly the power of the surrounding heaven and earth agitated, and layers of golden light and cloud waves rolled down.

The roaring sound came like the sky and the earth falling apart.

"Buzz——"

With a radius of thousands of feet, the cloud waves and the golden light turned into chains, locking the entire space.

One by one, golden armored soldiers appeared and occupied the surrounding areas.

"It's rare that an ancient senior who is good at swordsmanship wakes up." Someone among the golden armored soldiers chuckled.

Wearing light cyan armor and holding a long knife, the middle-aged man walked forward slowly. The energy and blood in his body vibrated, matching the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Hidden realm!

This person is clearly in the hidden realm of the physical body, and the power of Qi and blood can trigger the induction of the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

In a land with a radius of thousands of miles, the most powerful person in the hidden realm of the physical body is the most powerful one.

"Zhen Dao Sect, Master of Jinjia Hall Feng Shaolin!"

"It is indeed Hall Master Feng Shaolin. He is one of the most powerful men in the Zhendao Sect. How could a master like him come here?"

Seeing the powerful man in the Hidden Realm, everyone around him exclaimed. The onlookers wanted to retreat but found that they could no longer retreat.

The surrounding space has been blocked.

"Zhen Dao Sect." Looking at the golden chains around him, light flashed in the eyes of the flying figure.

The suspended long sword also revealed a hint of brilliance.

"Seniors of Jiuxuan Dao, our Zhen Dao Sect sincerely invites seniors to be guests of Zhen Dao Sect." Feng Shaolin said with a smile on his face.

He said he was a guest, but the golden chains around him shrank more and more.

The bodies of the scattered practitioners gathered uncontrollably towards the middle position. Many people's faces turned red. They wanted to stop the movement of their bodies but couldn't.

"What if I don't want to go?" Taoist Yunlang with a calm face said calmly.

His words made Feng Shaolin laugh: "Senior, whether you want to go or not, you may not have the final say."

As the words fell, a layer of golden light outside his cyan armor combined with the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, causing the chains to wrap around the middle.

The golden chain whizzed down at Taoist Yunlang with great force.

Taoist Yunlang raised his hand, and the long sword flew out. The power of the soul on it flowed, and the golden runes vibrated.

"boom--"

The long sword and the chain collided, causing the heaven and earth to roar.

The sword light cut through the chains, swept forward, and headed down towards Feng Shaolin.

Feng Shaolin looked solemn, and with a low shout, all the golden armored soldiers around him flew towards him, their golden armors gathering strength.

"Bang——"

At least twenty golden-armored soldiers were chopped off before the long sword was blocked.

"Hmph, the ancient divine soul's sword control method." Looking at the floating sword, Feng Shaolin shouted coldly, with a golden light shining in his eyes.

"Jiu Xuan Dao actually has such a heritage, let alone keep it!"

The words came out of his mouth, and the long knife in Feng Shaolin's hand slashed towards the suspended sword.

The swords collided, and Taoist Yunlang frowned.

His spirit is so powerful that he can kill Feng Shaolin with his long sword.

But the knife in Feng Shaolin's hand was obviously much stronger than his rusty long sword.

The sword had just collided, and his long sword had been damaged again.

This sword can no longer withstand the next collision.

Without the long sword, his combat power will be slightly reduced by one level, and most importantly, the power of the soul will be consumed much more.

"Senior, you can't hold your sword anymore." Feng Shaolin looked at Taoist Yunlang with a long smile and waved the long sword in his hand.

He did not rush towards Taoist Yunlang, but the sword flashed and slashed towards Taoist Hu Yu, Wu Mingjue and others.

The bright sword light turned directly into streams of cyan light, flying towards Taoist Hu Yu and other Jiu Xuan Dao disciples.

The power of this sword light, below the eighth level of the Reborn Realm, will definitely kill anyone who stands in its way.

"Senior, leave us alone!" Taoist Hu Yu roared wildly, with blood and energy surging in his body, and he was about to fight to the death to block the sword's light.

Taoist Yunlang hesitated slightly, stretched out his hand, and the sword suddenly exploded.

The shattered sword light in front of him flew out directly, blocking all the sword light.

The broken sword blocks the sword.

Seeing this scene, Feng Shaolin burst into laughter.

"As expected, he is the founder of Jiuxuan Dao and cannot bear the death of his disciples."

Feng Shaolin looked around, and then his eyes fell on Taoist Yunlang.

"Comrades here, you can bear witness."

"This senior, follow me to the Zhendao Sect. Our Zhendao Sect will let everyone, including Jiuxuandao Master Hu Yu, go."

"If senior is unwilling to go, then the inheritance of Jiu Xuan Dao will be destroyed with one strike."

Feng Shaolin smiled softly and raised the long knife in his hand. Feng Shaolin's eyes were cold and stern: "The comrades around him will also be buried with him."

Upon hearing the funeral, all the practitioners whose bodies were imprisoned by golden chains panicked.

"Senior, please save us." The practitioner in the distance begged.

"That's right, you won't die if you go to the Zhendao Sect. You are a senior, and you will always be the top one if you go to the Zhendao Sect." Someone echoed.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

If Taoist Yunlang doesn't go to Zhendao Sect, they will all die.

It would be better to let Taoist Yunlang go to Zhendao Sect and die.

Taoist Hu Yu and others looked around with solemn expressions.

"Senior, please leave me alone and leave alone." Taoist Hu Yu took a deep breath and looked at Taoist Yunlang.

Taoist Yunlang looked a little strange as he looked at the fragments of the sword in front of him.

He raised his head and looked at Feng Shaolin in front of him.

"Do you think of me as the founder of Jiu Xuan Dao?"

Feng Shaolin was stunned.

What are these words?

you are not?

You are not the founder of Jiu Xuan Dao, what are you doing now?

"I said that I am not the founder of Jiuxuan Dao. Do you believe it?" Taoist Yunlang's words rang out again.

Feng Shaolin shook his head.

"You should believe it." A voice sounded slowly.

The sound seemed to be heard in the place where the golden chains were imprisoned, and it also seemed to be heard outside the chains.

Feng Shaolin was stunned.

Taoist Hu Yu and Wu Mingjue and others behind him all showed surprise on their faces.

"Ancestor!"

"boom--"

There was a loud sound, and the golden chain shattered.

Han Muye, with a calm expression, came slowly.

With one punch, all the golden armored soldiers vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"You, who are you?"

Feng Shaolin looked confused.

"Aren't you looking for me?" Han Muye looked at Feng Shaolin, "I am the founder of Jiuxuan Dao you want to invite."

"I'm going to Zhen Dao Sect, will you welcome me?"

There was a hint of confusion in Han Muye's voice. (End of chapter)