Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Above the First Yuan is the universe!

The realm of heaven and earth condenses your own world of heaven and earth.

Such strong men are capable of controlling millions of sects everywhere.

The most important thing is how many such strong people can participate in the battle to conquer the sky?

Everyone from the Qiankun realm who comes to conquer the sky leads tens of thousands of troops and is aloof. How can he be provoked by outsiders here?

The strong men of the universe cannot be provoked!

"boom--"

The shadow of the fist was thousands of feet long, turning into a roaring black tiger, pressing down with one claw.

He Chengyang and the practitioners behind him were crushed by the endless wind at this moment, their muscles and bones were shattered, and their meridians were severed!

"uncle--"

He Chengyang cried out sadly.

In the distance, a shouting voice came: "Who dares to hurt my nephew?"

Following the sound, a spear flew towards him.

The spear turned into a hundred-foot-long blue dragon and pierced the black tiger's body.

But the claw of the black tiger was still photographed.

"Bang——"

The bodies of He Chengyang and the cultivators behind him shattered into pieces, and the scattered energy and blood turned into sky stones, with the power of the souls escaping around them.

Thus fell.

All around, there was silence.

Everyone looked at Han Muye and did not dare to say anything.

He Chengyang, Mr. Yang, is in charge of the situation, and he has the support of the entire garrison behind him.

Such a person was actually beheaded!

"It's over, it's over..."

Not far away, Shao Ming, the elder of the Fearless Golden Body Sect, looked at the scene in front of him, trembling all over and muttering to himself.

He never expected that Young Master Yang of Yuntian Dao Men whom he followed would die here.

He never thought that Han Muye of the Mitian Sword Sect could have such combat power!

The realm of heaven and earth!

"Click."

The sound of a spear breaking was heard.

The spear that penetrated the black tiger's body was broken into three pieces and then scattered down.

"Go to hell——"

The roar resounded from a distance, and the roaring sound was like thunder.

Han Muye stood where he was, with a calm expression on his face.

Xu Fengran narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.

"boom--"

Around him, the fantasy world emerged, and then condensed into the shadow of a mountain and river thousands of miles away.

Qiankun realm!

Beside him, Xu Zhichu stood tall and straight, with blood surging in his body, turning into rising heaven and earth.

Qiankun realm!

Two powerful men in the Qiankun realm!

There was a sound of breathing all around.

Even Zhang Cheng and others standing not far away also stared with wide eyes.

This eldest brother of my family actually controls such a situation!

Wu Shilang, who was fully dressed in a black robe, chuckled and stepped out.

"boom--"

The third world of heaven and earth appears, the third realm of heaven and earth!

The three worlds of heaven and earth are stacked on top of each other, causing the heaven and earth to change and stir.

"That's Xu Tianfeng..." Not far away, Wang Yunchao from the Tongming Sword Dojo looked pale and murmured, looking at the universe behind Xu Feng in disbelief.

He never expected that Xu Tianfeng would break through to the Qiankun realm.

At this level, the strength has surpassed him.

"I knew it, I knew it..." Liao Qingfeng on the other side was slightly stunned.

Xu Fengran and the others were all in the Qiankun realm, which made him, who still considered himself a senior, seem a little disappointed.

Flying down from a distance, the garrison troops wearing black armor were all commanded by Rong Kai, their faces solemn, and their eyes revealed grief.

A group of soldiers followed, but facing three, no, four Qiankun Realm Daxiu, they were unable to do anything.

"If you dare to kill my nephew and disrupt the military discipline of my camp, I will rule this capital——"

Yu Rongkai pointed at Han Muye, and the shadow of a spear condensed in his hand.

Behind him, the group of black-armored soldiers slowly pointed their swords and guns forward.

So what if the four Qiankun realms are ahead?

They are the garrison, maintaining order in the camp.

Even in the Qiankun realm, what do you really dare to do to them?

Chill.

dignified.

Evil spirit is permeating the air.

The surrounding soldiers retreated quietly.

Only the Mitian Sword Sect behind Han Muye and the cultivators in the 9528th camp followed closely and did not take a step back.

Not far away, Zhang Cheng and other people from the death camp were walking quickly, approaching Han Muye.

"Yu Rongkai, killing your nephew is violating military discipline?" Zhang Cheng shouted loudly, and the energy and blood in his body gathered.

"I'm determined to kill the things in the camp, and it's not your garrison's turn to take care of them."

Those who fight to the death are those who put life and death aside and are not subject to military discipline.

They exchanged their lives for military merit and did not need to abide by the rules in the camp.

After all, not many people in the death camp can return alive.

Soldiers from the death camp came forward one by one, with the symbols of the death camp manifested on their bodies.

Yu Rongkai looked ugly, but he could only grit his teeth.

He was not sure that he would defeat the soldiers in these desperate camps.

If you can't defeat the soldiers in the death camp, you can't face the three Qiankun realms.

If he can't directly confront Qiankun Realm, he won't be able to attract other colleagues to come.

With his power, the garrison troops he controlled were no match for the three Qiankun realms.

"Lord Dutong, what should I do?" Behind Yu Rongkai, a big man wearing a ten-captain's military armor stretched out his head and spoke in a low voice.

They are all soldiers of Yu Rongkai's father, so their loyalty will not be a problem.

But they don't want to actually come to die.

"First--"

Yu Rongkai raised his hand, but before he finished speaking, a loud shout came from not far away: "Who is so noisy that he doesn't follow the rules of our Shenhe County Zhongda Camp?"

As the voice fell, a pillar of blood appeared.

Yu Rongkai's face showed surprise: "It's the captain!"

The captain who is in charge of thousands of troops is not a big official, but he has real power in his hands.

Regardless of whether he is in the late stage of Qiankun Realm or can directly mobilize the surrounding garrison, the arrival of a school captain means that he can calm the situation.

"Master Colonel, this person killed people in the camp and caused chaos in these desperate camps." Yu Rongkai stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

The fifty-year-old man who came first was wearing a battle armor, his hair tied up, and his eyes were opening and closing with a flash of light.

The old man looked at Han Muye, his eyes filled with spiritual light: "It is not easy for you to practice cultivation. If you all join my garrison camp and serve under my command, this captain will save you from death."

After saying these words, Yu Rongkai trembled all over.

The other soldiers and the surrounding cultivators all stared with wide eyes.

This captain is not here to suppress Han Muye and the others, but to recruit them!

After all, everything in this world is based on strength!

Everyone's eyes fell on Han Muye.

This is a good opportunity.

Originally, rules had been set in the camp that the military formations formed by practitioners from various places would not be recruited.

The captain was willing to recruit them so that they could join the garrison directly without fighting.

What a rare opportunity is this?

Countless envious eyes turned to Han Muye.

"What if I say no?"

Han Muye's voice sounded.

No?

A school captain recruited him, but he refused?

Hearing Han Muye's words, the captain laughed loudly, with a cold look in his eyes: "If you refuse this captain, then this captain will blow the whistle to attract the garrison to surround you and kill you."

"Give you three breaths——"

"If he refuses, he will refuse. Let me see who disagrees." A voice sounded like thunder.

A group of soldiers flew down, and the solemn evil energy knocked away the source of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Tiantian Guard!"

"Centurion of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard!"

Zhentianwei is a powerful person who is at the lowest level of the Shiyuan Realm.

A Centurion of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard, his men's combat power can besiege and kill the pinnacle of the universe!

Amidst the exclamations, Yang Yunfeng, the Centurion of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard in black armor, ran over and looked at Han Muye in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Han, how is your success this time?"

"Have you accumulated enough merit for a hundred battles?"

"Are you interested in coming to our Zhentian Guards Camp?" (End of Chapter)