Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-27

Chapter 155 Nineteen, please help me choose a sword (23)

It is also the transmission of power through the air, at this time The middle-aged black robe Han Muye saw was like a bright moon compared to the Southern Desolate expert.

The power of this one is transmitted from several tens of thousands of li, and it is still magnificent, as if Heaven and Earth are mighty.

What level of Great Cultivator is this?

Looking at the middle-aged smiling face, Han Muye slowly released the long sword with his palm.

He didn’t instill the sword qi into the sword, so naturally he let it go.

The middle-aged man wearing the azure robe showed a hint of consternation on his face, looked at Han Muye, then chuckled, and the silhouette disappeared.

In the Central Plains imperial city, which is far away from several tens of thousands of li, in a towering great hall, there is a faint sound.

“Come on, let’s go to Western Border Nine Mysteries Mountain.”

But after a while, a galloping horse rushed out.

On the plaque in front of the great hall, there are three ancient characters “Wen Xiangfu”.

……

The Sword Pavilion is on the third floor. Han Muye, who let go of his hand, looked at the long sword in front of him with a complicated expression.

Mysterious Yang Guard, Mysterious Yang Sword.

The Sword Pavilion Elder said that there is no Mysterious Yang Sword in the world, which means that there is no Mysterious Yang Sword that hides endless opportunities.

Mysterious Yang Sword is nothing but the Shadow Guard Sabre of the Tianxuan Dynasty in Central Plains.

This Shadow Guard is in the hands of the Prime Minister of the Tianxuan Dynasty in Central Plains.

If you wish, you can become a Mysterious Yang Guard with this sword.

Hold this sword, manage the injustice in the world, and protect the peace of Heavenly Profound World.

The pictures seen in the sword made Han Muye’s blood boil.

The bloodthirsty monster beast, the great cultivator, the alien beast, the evil monster with Human Race blood Cultivation…

All damage Heavenly Profound World Human Race, disrupt The Heavenly Profound World orderers are enemies of the Mysterious Yang guards.

In darkness, the sword has light.

“Central Plains.”

Sit slowly at the long desk, Han Muye whispered softly.

“It’s not the time yet.”

“However, it’s time to see…”

——————

After returning from Fengshou Mountain, the battle situation on Fengshou Mountain also spread.

Southern Desolate has two Heaven Stage great cultivators in town, and the powerhouses of the digital half-step Heaven Stage have shot.

Currently the Western Border Heaven Stage great cultivator, Supreme Solitary Sword Sect Tu Sunshi has arrived at Fengshou Mountain and fought a battle with the Southern Desolate Heaven Stage Great Demon.

One against two, Tu Sunshi remains unbeaten.

It is also because of Tu Sunshi’s support that Western Border’s low-level Disciple can achieve several big wins.

Among them, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, He Xuanqi and Wang Hui, have excellent battle strength and are already well-known in Western Border.

The name of Nine Mysteries Sword Sect also has a lot of weight in the Western Border cultivation world.

Yang Dingshan fought against the Half-Step Heaven Stage for three times at Fengshou Mountain, but unfortunately failed to kill the opponent.

The battle strength of the Southern Desolate Great Demon is not the cloud-to-yang ratio of the previously injured Supreme Spirit Sword Sect length Old Xia.

Han Muye, who sits at Sword Pavilion, listens through the door every day.

Whether it is the information Lu Gao inquired in the handyman and the outer sect, or the various information circulating in the spiritual land, Han Muye will integrate and make his own judgment.

Perhaps, this is what it takes to be an outsider?

“Sword Pavilion is a strong place, and you cannot enter unless you lead the sword——”

At the entrance of Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao’s loud voice sounded.

“You are Lu Gao who repaired Sword Soldier Art?”

“It’s really good.”

A rude voice sounded.

Han Muye on the third floor of Sword Pavilion got up and walked down the stairs.

Lu Shi.

Li San.

When he came to the Sword Pavilion, he saw Lu Shi in a white robe and neatly folded, and Li San in an azure robe with a cold face, standing in front of the Sword Pavilion. .

“Jianmen inner sect disciple Lu Yiceng, come to lead the sword.” Lu Shi raised his hand and cupped his hand towards Han Muye.

“Li Xixi, come and lead the sword.” Li San’s eyes fell on Han Muye, and he said lightly.

Lu Gao, who was standing in front of the Sword Pavilion, opened his mouth.

Inner Sect fifth, Lu Yizeng.

Inner Sect Second, Li Xixi.

Han Muye knows that the Inner Sect identity is still there.

Inheritance is only the identity of the upper and middle class in the door, not everyone in the sect knows.

Just like his nineteenth heirloom, few people in the entire sect know.

“Third sister, tenth brother, are you going down the mountain?”

Han Muye looked towards the two of them and spoke in a low voice.

Before the two of them had been in seclusion, Qi Shisan and the others did not come out of the spiritual ground when they descended the mountain.

“There needs to be reinforcements at Fengshou Mountain.” Lu Shi said lightly.

Sure enough.

The news from there is good news but not bad news.

But judging from the recent movement of experts in the door, it is really not very optimistic.

The strength of Southern Desolate Monster Race is much stronger than that of Western Border.

“When will the third sister and tenth brother leave?” Han Muye looked towards the two of them and asked.

“Let’s go after taking the sword.” Li San’s voice was still as cold.

Li San, who walked out of the spiritual ground, had the sharpness and indifference of a swordsman.

“Big Brother Lu, go fix a table of wine and vegetables.” Han Muye looked at the sky and said with a smile: “I always eat the wine and vegetables of the ten brothers, I have to practice it for you today.”

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Lu Gao nods and runs away.

Lu Shi and Li San looked at each other, nodded.

“Ten brother, what sword do you want to choose?”

“If it is convenient, show me your best sword technique?”

Han Muye looked towards Lu Shi and said softly.

In the spirit land, Han Muye said that he was good at choosing swords.

In the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, the evaluation of several swordwatches in Sword Pavilion has also changed from mysterious and short-lived to the Sixth Brother who is now morality reaching up to the clouds, and the Senior Brother Han who is good at selecting swords. .

“Haha, okay, I heard that Sword Pavilion Senior Brother Han doesn’t know any sword techniques.” Lu Shi raised his hand and a big sword appeared in his hand.

“I also want to see how well you can choose a sword at Nineteen.”

After the words fell, Lu Shi swung the big sword straight down.

“Drink—”

The sword light shone like a river running.

Three Mysteries Sword Technique, Rush.

This sword technique itself is infused with the power of the Water Element, which is transformed into an endless superposition of power.

Heavenly River Water

Lu Shi’s sword light is almost condensed into a sword intent. Looking at his sword technique, people have a feeling of being swayed and unable to control themselves.

It’s like standing under ten thousand zhang waterfalls, and people will be smashed to pieces when the water hits the head.

“Ten Brother’s rushing sword technique has already achieved a Great Accomplishment, and with every move, the river is overturned.”

Han Muye’s voice sounded.

The expression on Lu Shi’s face, with the sword light flashing in his hand, became clear, and the sword light became longer and more rapid.

Li San, who was standing aside, also looked towards Han Muye curiously.

“Om——”

After Lu Shi’s sword technique rehearsal, the long sword is sheathed, and then stands under the stone steps.

Above his head there was a turbulent cloud like a Tianhe.

This is the appearance of sword intent affecting Heaven and Earth clouds, and it is a means only for real experts.

“Ten brother, although your rushing sword technique is brilliant, but if you want to completely condense the sword intent, and even turn him into a sword force, there are still some opportunities missing.”

Han Muye’s words let Lu Shi brows frowned.

“Nineteen said it well, and the Master also said that my sword technique is not yet rounded.”

Han Muye shook his head, stretched out his hand to take the sword in Lu Shi’s hand, and turned to enter. Sword Pavilion.

But for a moment, he came out with a sword in his hand.

Looking at the style of this sword, Lu Shi looked strange.

Li San on the side also narrowed his eyes, staring at the sword in Han Muye’s hand.

“Semi-Spiritual Artifact Peak, the sword of Sect Elder Cui Youjin five hundred years ago.”

“Qingliu.”

Han Muye held the long sword , speaking lightly.

“Elder Cui? He was a Heaven Stage expert back then?”

Lu Shiyi was stunned and hurriedly asked.

“Yes.” Han Muye nodded, handing the long sword over.

“This sword is three feet, one inch and eighteen centimeters long, weighs five jins, and has a width of two centimeters.”

Lu Shi held the sword, stretched out his hand, and drew it out, seeing that it was a sword. A thin sword with a handle only two minutes wide.

“Nineteen, you want me to use this sword?” Lu Shi frowned.

This sword is much lighter and thinner than his big sword.

Not at all used to it.

“lifting the heavy as if it were light, this realm has long been achieved for the tenth brother.” Han Muye pointed at the long sword, indifferently said: “The tenth brother has to do it. Rather, kill with this sword.”

Killing?

Lu Shi raised his head.

“Ten Brother, there is no murderous aura in your sword.”

“In those days, Elder Cui held this sword to destroy Zhu Yuan’s Sword Sect, beheaded 300 sword cultivators, and smashed Zhu Yuan’s red red One piece.”

Han Muye’s mind was filled with shock when he saw this scene.

sword cultivator, kill.

A sword that does not kill, what is it to repair?

At that moment, there was a clear comprehension in his heart.

Turning his head, Han Muye looked towards Li San: “Sanjie, how about the sword that I chose for the tenth brother?”

Li San nodded: “Okay. “

“This guy usually hunts a lot of small beasts, but I don’t think he has ever killed anyone.”

Standing by the side, Lu Shi’s face turned red, muttered : “I kill, what do I kill for…”

Han Muye shook his head.

A sword that never kills, how come sword intent?

Li San’s eyes were shining brightly, looking towards Han Muye: “Nineteen, please help me choose a sword.”

She raised her hand and put the long sword in her hand. The sword is thrown to Han Muye.

“I just need to change a sword.”

Reaching out to grab Li San’s azure long sword, Han Muye looked up towards her.

“You choose me well, and I will share half of my wine with you.” Li San said softly.

Sad wine.

The wine that Deng Chungang gave to Li San.

This wine can condensing sword qi and make sword qi more pure.

There are many methods of condensing sword qi in the cultivation world, but Han Muye thinks this sad wine is also excellent among them.

“Okay, I’ll try.”

Han Muye chuckled lightly and put his hand on the hilt of Li San’s azure long sword.

The iron sword.

This is an ordinary iron sword.

This sword even has scars on it, almost shattering.

This is an iron essence long sword used by ordinary people.

Swords like this are the ones that Disciple will not use when they are just entering the sect.

Han Muye raised his head and looked towards Li San who looked calm.

He closed his eyes slightly and grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand.

He was very curious, how did Li San swept the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Inner Sect with such a sword and was only defeated by Deng Chungang?

sword qi infused, long sword vibrated gently.

Han Muye didn’t dare to pour too much sword qi, for fear that the sword would break.

Sword qi entered the sword body, long sword seemed to struggle to refuse, but still showed a picture.

“little girl, this sword can protect you.”

A seven or eight-year-old girl shiver coldly, in front of her, a tall young man with a Big wine bottle gourd, loose hair, speak loudly.

Around, one after another corpse lay down.

“My name is Deng Chungang, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Disciple.”

“You see, I’m a Sword Immortal.”

“A sword is free and easy. Heaven and Earth.”

“I gave you this sword today to tell you to hold the sword in your hand, protect yourself, and kill those who can be killed.”

“Understood. ?”

While speaking, the young man picked up the bottle gourd from his waist and took a few sips of wine.

“Come on, take a few sips too, so you won’t be afraid.”

The bottle gourd was delivered to the little girl’s mouth, and the little girl opened her mouth and kept her eyes on the tall man. Young man, clenched the sword with both hands.

(End of this chapter)