Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The alien beasts in the Pantian plane are powerful, especially in terms of physical strength, many of which are stronger than humans.

If it weren't for the fact that ordinary alien beasts don't have the means to condense their origins, then the ruler of the Pantian plane should be an alien beast.

At this time, each of the ten strange beasts that rushed towards Han Muye had the power of the Dao Realm, and the two leading ones possessed the powerful power of the Dao Destruction Realm.

Ten strange beasts rushed forward, and the energy and blood involved surged, triggering the endless power of heaven and earth to intersect.

It seemed that the human race had not been seen breaking into Jade Mingyuan for countless years, and the eyes of the ten strange beasts were filled with excitement.

"Kill." Xu Fengran, who was following Han Muye, shouted in a low voice, his swords came out of his body, and the blades slashed down.

The two swords were like flying dragons, the sword light was icy cold, and they killed the first two strange beasts with one impact.

His sword light turned again, like swirling clouds, cutting off the bodies of all the strange beasts that rushed towards Han Muye.

This kind of swordsmanship technique is agile and fast, which is different from most other swordsmanship inheritances on the Pantian plane.

This is also the swordsmanship skill he learned from Han Muye, which is countless times stronger than what he had practiced before.

If a Shiyuan realm man takes action, these Dao realm beasts will certainly not be able to resist him at all.

The bodies of the two leading beasts shattered into pieces and turned into two round, low-grade Pantian stones one foot in diameter.

Kill the strange beast, and the energy and blood will directly condense into the Pantian Stone.

Within the barrier, the original power is different. When all the alien beasts and human bodies lose their energy and blood, they will directly turn into Pantian Stone.

This is also the reason why the killing outside the Pantian plane is extremely heavy.

Outside the Pantian plane, body and death will turn into Pantian stone.

These two Pantian Stones can be decomposed into at least hundreds of low-grade Pantian Stones, and the harvest is not small.

Although the bodies of other alien beasts were shattered, their muscles and bones were condensed into bloody stones.

This is a Qi-Blood Stone. Although it is not as precious as the Pantian Stone, for most Taoist practitioners, this Qi-Blood Stone is a precious treasure used in practice.

For practitioners in the Tao realm, especially those in the First Knowledge realm, a piece of Qi Blood Stone can greatly improve their cultivation.

The Qi Blood Stones scattered on the ground made the eyes of the Mitian Sword Sect disciples who stepped into the entrance hall behind them shine.

Xu Fengran held the two Pantian stones in his hands, and then looked forward with an indifferent expression.

He is not interested in taking the blood stone yet.

"Gather supplies and form teams to search for strange beasts."

Han Muye looked around, his eyes shining with light.

After hearing Han Muye's instructions, the disciples rushed forward happily and collected the scattered Qi and Blood Stones.

Within a moment, groups of disciples followed Xu Fengran, Xu Zhichu and others, forming seven or eight teams.

There are more than a hundred people in each team, all holding swords in their hands and moving forward cautiously.

In this hundred-mile abyss, sword marks can be seen everywhere.

Not far away, there were various broken sword bones and golden bones lying on the ground.

When Fang Yuming Sword Sect was not banned, this place was no different from the Pantian plane. Of course, practitioners and strange beasts would be transformed into sword bones and golden bones.

Once the barrier is erected and the place is sealed off, no more sword bones or golden bones will appear.

In Han Muye's hand, a sword light floated.

This sword light caused the surrounding world to shake, as if in response.

This sword must be related to the Yuming Sword Sect.

"kill--"

In the distance, a gray shadow flew towards me.

This is an old man wearing gray and black robes, his face is old and rotten, with a hint of decay.

The old man held a ten-foot-long war spear in his hand and rushed towards Su Juesheng who was standing in front.

Violence and evil aura filled the air, and the power that invaded the mind made people tremble all over.

Without the strength to enter the Tao, he could not even stand in front of this old man.

Tao realm, destroy Tao realm practitioners.

This rotten old man turned out to be in the realm of Dao Destruction!

He is not a true practitioner. This aura has clearly died, leaving only the remains of his body, controlled by strange powers.

There are such strange powers in many enchantments.

According to the saying in the Pantian plane, this is because the power of the Pantian plane is too strong, and the escaped original power of heaven controls these fallen bodies, and then follows the instinct of life and keeps fighting until the real body collapses.

They only know how to kill, but they don’t know pain, life or death.

Such a body can no longer be considered a human being.

It should be the devil.

In other words, monsters.

Seeing the rotten body with the Dao Destruction Realm rushing towards him, Su Juesheng's body's energy and blood vibrated, and he took a step forward.

"Buzz——"

His figure directly transformed into ten, leaving the rotten body stunned.

The ten figures transformed by Su Juesheng flew away, and then appeared behind the decayed body, piercing the chest with a long sword.

The rotten body slowly lowered its head and looked at his chest.

"Click... click."

The decayed body trembled, and then slowly dissipated, leaving only a pale golden Pantian stone.

Kill the Dao realm with one sword.

Even if they had known that Su Juesheng was very powerful, the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect were all wide-eyed at this moment.

Su Juesheng actually has the power to destroy the Dao realm with one sword!

"There is a monster here." After killing this rotten body, Su Juesheng was not only unhappy, but also showed a solemn look on his face.

Monster.

Others also looked around nervously.

Monsters don't know life or death, they don't know pain, they just kill.

Moreover, it is relentless killing.

Who wants to face such an enemy?

The sword light in Han Muye's hand vibrated and he flew forward.

Han Muye followed the sword and moved forward quickly.

Su Juesheng, Xu Fengnuan and others did not hesitate and quickly followed.

The other disciples and others looked at each other and could only follow.

Along the way, the demons in the Dao Destruction Realm met the eight deities.

Dozens of other strange beasts were killed.

The strongest beast already had the fighting power of the First Yuan Realm, and even Xu Fengnuan spent a lot of effort to kill it.

This strange beast sent Xu Fengnuan a bowl-sized high-grade Pantian Stone. If disassembled, there would be at least two thousand pieces of low-grade Pantian Stone.

"That is the mountain gate of Yuming Sword Sect."

After three days of traveling, Su Juesheng, who was exploring the road ahead, let out a low cry.

Between the shattered white jade square, a half-remaining courtyard stands.

In front of the courtyard, there were countless strange beasts scattered around, as well as decaying bodies.

"Buzz——"

The long sword flew out from Han Muye's hand and shook in front of the courtyard.

In front of the courtyard, strange beasts raised their heads, and decaying bodies also raised their heads.

"boom--"

Endless violent aura burst out.

"The inheritance of the Jade Ming Sword Sect has returned?" A voice sounded like it came from the netherworld, and the aura of decay and violence surged, pressing down on Han Muye who was standing first!

This aura is too strong, too strong to face!

Xu Fengran's eyes were full of fighting intent.

Xu Zhichu held the sword in his hand and his whole body was tense.

Su Juesheng, Song Yurong, Liu Gang, Liu Rong and several other swordsmen practitioners with the power to destroy the Dao were staring ahead, ready to draw their swords at any time.

In this mist-shrouded abyss, even if you want to retreat, you can't retreat at this time.

"defense--"

"Protect the sect master!"

Low voices rang out one after another, and disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect rushed to the front of Han Muye.

They can die, but they must protect the sect master.

This is the difference between sect practitioners and casual practitioners.

Han Muye's eyes were filled with depth and he raised his hand to wave.

"Step aside."

A mountain-like stream of light exploded!