Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-04-15

Chapter 178 The Power of Six Bulls and Two Tigers (13)

Want?

Really?

A thousand merits, buy this thing?

Qiu Shan looked down at the iron lump on Han Muye’s hand in disbelief.

It’s still that pimple.

“Liu Hong, you brat come here!”

Qiu Shan loudly shouted, Liu Hong in a white robe trotted over.

“Martial Ancestor, you called me?”

Liu Hong smiled, leaned in front of Qiu Shan, lowered his voice: “But give me a commission?”

Qiu Shan glared at him and said, “Boy, this is Senior Brother Han guarded by Sword Pavilion. You want to call Martial Ancestor.”

“Don’t show off your little tricks. .”

Liu Hong’s face stiffened, and he shouted: “Martial Ancestor again, again, Martial Ancestor?”

He turned his head and looked towards Han Muye behind him, and a face White.

“Senior Brother Han, in this kid’s mouth, every piece of junk is a treasure.”

“Don’t believe it.” Qiu Shan also looked towards Han Muye, Shaking his head said.

“That’s a real treasure…” Liu Hong muttered, and lowered his head not to look at Qiu Shan.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, raised his hand, and placed a pile of high grade Spirit Stone on the long case.

“He’s right, maybe it’s a baby.”

Han Muye put the iron lump and tiger bone in the storage ring, and walked away.

It wasn’t until he walked out of the Treasure Hall that Qiu Shan bowed his head blankly and looked towards the Spirit Stone in front of him.

“tsk tsk, I heard that this Senior Brother Han can refine immortal grade pills. I don’t know how rich his net worth is. Is it true?”

Qiu Shan shook his head, While whispering, he took out the booklet and began to register.

“Abundant wealth?”

Liu Hong’s eyes shined, he reached out and grabbed a handful on the Spirit Stone pile and ran away.

“Bastard what are you doing?” Qiu Shan loudly shouted.

“This is my commission.” Outside the Treasure Hall, Liu Hong’s voice came.

“If you brat go to the place where the Spirit Stone sleeps and sleeps again, be careful that your grandfather breaks your legs.” Qiu Shan patted the table and shouted.

Liu Hong, who ran out of the treasure hall, didn’t see the Han Muye silhouette, and looked around a little disappointed.

“Sword Pavilion, Senior Brother Han, golden thighs, I have to hold tight…” He whispered, pacing slowly down the mountain.

……

Han Muye was flying, but he turned back to the Sword Pavilion in a moment.

After instructing Lu Gao and Yang Mingxuan to retreat to Cultivation, he went straight to the third floor.

A faint golden light rises from the Sword Pavilion, which is the opening scene of the Sword Pavilion Formation.

The Sword Pavilion Formation connects the entire Nine Mysteries Mountain formation and can block Earth Stage experts with no difficulty.

With the help of power of formation, the Core Formation expert is here, and it is difficult to get a good deal.

Han Muye sitting on the third floor of Sword Pavilion lifted beckoned, two pairs of white Monster Tiger bones fell in front of him.

“Om——”

Two Barbaric Ox illusory shadows emerged, rushing towards the white tiger bone frame.

The skeleton was instantly smashed, and the Barbaric Ox illusory shadow also turned into a blue-gray cloud.

The shattered tiger bone was enveloped in the cloud of Barbaric Ox illusory shadow, and the two mingled and roared.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the two clouds were drawn over his palm.

White Tiger line.

Clenching his palms hard, all the tiger bones in the cloud turned into powder, and then slammed into Han Muye’s body.

“Roar—”

The sound of tiger roaring sounded, and the two tiger shadows landed in Han Muye’s Divine Repository.

The White Tiger growled and rammed around.

This is the remaining tiger Monster God soul in the tiger bone.

If it is the Divine Repository of an ordinary cultivator, if it is hit like this, it will definitely be shaken and torn apart.

Maybe Divine Soul will be involved and damaged.

But in Han Muye’s Divine Repository, an immortal grade Purple Jade Pill was gently suspended, and the light purple halo turned into a light curtain, covering the positions of the two White Tigers.

No matter how the two tigers collide, they can’t get out of the three-foot space.

On the side of the Purple Jade Pill, a light sword qi floated gently.

Han Muye Divine Sense turned into illusory shadow reached out and beckoned, Divine Soul sword qi started.

Raising your hand, the sword light swayed.

The two White Tiger spirits were chopped into pieces, then turned into blood energy and poured into the body.

The power of the White Tiger penetrated into the body, and Han Muye’s muscles and bones felt like they were bursting.

Tuoba Cheng said that body refinement is an ascetic practice, it is really an ascetic practice.

Painful Cultivation.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up, resisting the pain that ripped apart his body, and raised his hand to punch the Chi Yan Pillar in front of him.

“Bang——”

The power of this fist has increased by more than 20%.

Have fun!

Han Muye punched and punched with a smile of pain and pleasure on his face.

Before Chi Yanzhu, he was flying, punch after punch.

Unconsciously, behind him, a third Barbaric Ox illusory shadow emerged.

Not only the Barbaric Ox illusory shadow, but also the illusory shadow of the giant tiger with two hanging eyes and white forehead.

The power of the White Tiger is superimposed, allowing Han Muye to increase the power of each punch by 20%.

For every punch, one point of his strength is merged.

The bonus of White Tiger’s power, combined with Barbaric Ox’s power, makes his Fleshly Body Power rise rapidly.

In front of Chi Yanzhu, Han Muye hit every punch in the punch.

In his mind, shirtless and sweaty silhouettes slowly emerged.

Those Scarlet Flame Troops pawns threw their punches, honing their brute strength.

“I, the Scarlet Flame Troops, are the most powerful army of the dynasty, Heavenly Profound World, and I, the Scarlet Flame Troops, are invincible in all directions.”

“We are the swords in the hands of the Great General, we It’s the gun in the hands of the Great General.”

“Our duty is to protect Tianxuan without regrets.”

One after another silhouette roared wildly, blood tumbling.

“Bang——”

The punch fell, and the six Barbaric Ox illusory shadows behind Han Muye oscillated, and then turned into nothingness.

Three days and three nights, Cultivation with full strength, Body Refining cultivation base from Qi Condensation second layer directly to Qi Condensation sixth layer.

The strength of the body is 180,000 catties, and with this enormous strength, it can fight the Foundation Establishment.

Six cows and two tigers, illusory shadow slowly gained in the body, Han Muye’s body qi and blood converged, as if he had never practiced the Body Refinement Technique.

It’s just the sparkle in his eyes that makes it hard to look directly at him.

Such Fleshly Body Power is enough to support him from Spirit Qi Cultivation Base to Qi Condensation 9th layer, to Foundation Establishment Realm.

Forging the foundation of the road, Spiritual Qi Divine Soul blends.

The Foundation Establishment is the first level of the cultivator and the beginning of the real departure from the Mortal World.

With Spiritual Qi rolling on his body, Han Muye is already looking forward to stepping into the Foundation Establishment.

But don’t worry, where water flows, a canal is formed is good.

Smoothing Spiritual Qi and blood, Han Muye raised his hand and an iron lump appeared in the palm of his hand.

fist sized, weighing more than ten pounds.

Even if this iron lump is not a sword pill, the material it wraps is extraordinary.

Of course, if the material weren’t expensive, it wouldn’t be so expensive.

Thousands of meritorious deeds, even Su Yuan of Fire Vessel couldn’t get it.

Looking at the iron lump in his palm, Han Muye’s eyes narrowed, and sword qi intertwined on his body.

The Spiritual Qi and sword qi are carefully poured in the palm of your hand.

No feedback at all.

Naturally, if sword qi and Spiritual Qi had direct feedback, this iron lump would not be thrown into the corner of the treasure hall.

Taking a breath, the azure light shines in Han Muye dantian.

A jade-colored pigeon egg Dajianwan appeared in front of him.

“Om—”

Only when the sword pill appeared, the iron lump on Han Muye’s palm began to vibrate.

Really sensitive?

Following the vague thoughts of Jianwan, Han Muye urged Jianwan to spin around the iron bump in his palm.

A trace of sword light appeared on the sword pill, wrapped around the dark iron bump.

This iron lump was just a moment away, and it was wrapped into golden by sword silk.

This is the sword pill, capable of carrying ten thousand junks, but also capable of turning swords into silk.

In ancient times, a sword pill could transform endlessly, which could be heavy or light.

Nowadays, most of the swords in the cultivation world are differentiated. The force sword is heavy, the air sword is light, and the intention sword is agile and flat.

After the entire iron lump was surrounded, the sword light began to tighten.

A harsh “creak” sound came from the iron lump.

Han Muye only felt that the Spiritual Qi was consumed very fast, and the Spiritual Qi in dantian turned into a vortex and poured out, landing on the sword pill.

In the end, the cultivation base is still not proven enough, and the consumption of Yushi Jianwan is too high.

“ka-cha—”

After one hundred breaths, there was a cracking sound, and black’s iron lump was cut open.

A dazzling cold light emerged from it, and then rushed towards Han Muye’s face in an instant.

“When—”

Jade-colored sword pills stood in front of the cold light, and there was a sound of swords hitting.

Looking up, Han Muye’s face was bright.

It’s really a sword pill!

This cold light shining bright ball is not a sword pill?

“Stab–“

Nan Jianmaru seemed unwilling to be blocked, and swiped to the side, bringing out a sharp whistling.

Jianmaru paused outside his husband and charged towards Han Muye again.

This time, the jade-colored sword pill intercepted it before half a zhang.

“When—”

The sound of sword cry exploded.

The two sword pills are entangled and collided, and they are constantly fighting in the space of about one chi.

Han Muye fixed his eyes on the two sword pills, and Divine Sense was pushed to the extreme.

Awesome!

The Cold Light Sword pill is ever-changing, and every inch of the route is a move in a sharp sword technique.

Unconsciously, the sword pill was actually three feet in front of Han Muye.

“You are also one of Yuan Tian’s Sword Venerable Zhou Heavenly Sword Pills!”

Han Muye had a happy face, shouted in a low voice.

He has been observing and comprehending since the beginning of Jianmaru’s struggle. Isn’t this sword technique entrusted by Jianmaru a means in Zhoutian’s sword array?

The Zhoutian sword array consists of forty-eight sword pills, each of which has several sets of sword techniques combined with each other, and finally becomes an array of 360 great circulation.

Han Muye can’t imagine what kind of powerhouse can control and run 360 sets of sword techniques at the same time.

How tyrannical is the Power of God?

Just as Qinghan Jianwan came within three feet in front of him, Han Muye suddenly stretched out his hand.

The jade-colored sword pill shook and disappeared.

Hidden!

sword technique Hidden empty!

This sword, Han Muye dantian Spiritual Qi lost 80%!

“When—”

The jade-colored sword pill slammed into the back of the Qinghan sword pill and slammed it into the palm of Han Muye.

Starting with Jianwan, sword intent in Han Muye Qi Sea, sword qi in Divine Repository burst out!

“Om—”

Jianmaru vibrated and struggled with all his might.

But the Divine Soul Power and sword intent that rolled in seemed like a very delicious meal.

Han Muye has a smile on his face.

Aren’t sword qi and Divine Soul Power a delicious feast for the sword pills that haven’t been nourished by sword qi for countless years?

In the palm of his hand, the sword light trembled, sword intent and Divine Soul Power poured into the sword pill, and pictures appeared in Han Muye’s mind.

“Boom–“

The sword light exploded, and thousands of flames scattered.

“Yuan Tian Sword Venerable, you have reached a dead end, let’s go!”

There is a sound like a thunder, and it roars.

“Down?”

Yuan Tian Sword Venerable’s voice was still arrogant and cold: “Those guys from Central Plains are not qualified to let me down, it’s just you guys. A demon spawn that ran out of nowhere?”

(end of this chapter)