Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-04-07

Chapter 189 Please senior out of the sword (33)

Demon Dao Cultivation Art.

There are quite a few Western Border demonic cultivators, and various cultivation techniques are spread.

In the eyes of the Western Border cultivator, there is a natural barrier between the demonic cultivator, the sword cultivator and the Spiritual Qi cultivator.

The demonic cultivator is more cold-blooded than other cultivators.

It is said that the first Devil Dao Great Cultivator Yang Demon Sect Sect Master Li Mubai of Western Border killed his own Dao Companion.

This is why Jiang Ming reminded him when he saw Han Muye doing business with Bai Suzhen.

Western Border demonic cultivator, most of which don’t end well.

“I know you have no prejudice against the demon cultivator.” Old Six Huang looked towards Han Muye with a smile on his face.

“Otherwise you wouldn’t be hopelessly muddled with Bai Suzhen.”

These words turned Han Muye’s serious face into a smile.

Indeed, in his opinion, Cultivation is not right or wrong, it only depends on whether the cultivator can be right.

Tang Chixiu’s is the real cultivation technique of Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, so what?

This time is not his deliberate delay, and the Fengshou Mountain defense line may not be broken.

“You can see through Sixth Brother.” Han Muye shook his head, and also reached out to peel a sweet potato.

Han Muye didn’t stay here at Old Six Huang. After saying a few words, he got up and left.

On the cliff in the distance, Li San was carrying a bottle gourd, pouring it one after another.

Han Muye stepped forward and took out his small bottle gourd.

He took a long sip of the sad wine, then turned the bottle gourd’s mouth down, letting the precious drink scatter.

“There is a rule in my hometown that if you sprinkle wine on the ground, those who have passed away can drink it.”

Han Muye said, holding the bottle gourd to in midair “Ten brother, nineteen respects you.”

Li San raised his head, also raised the bottle gourd, and then took a fiercely sip.

“Lu Shi, this guy, has an idea for me.”

Sprinkling the wine in the bottle gourd like Han Muye did, Li San suddenly spoke.

“He knew that I was waiting for Deng Chungang, so he didn’t mention it to me.”

“Before he came, he deliberately borrowed my bottle gourd and took all my wine. I replaced it with water.”

Li San looked towards the distance, with a mocking smile on his face: “That fool, who thought he made something delicious and stayed in the spiritual ground, I could Is he thinking?”

“It’s ridiculous.”

After she finished speaking, she stood up and handed a small cloth bag to Han Muye.

“This is what Lu Shi asked me to give you.”

“Return the Spirit Stone of your medicine pill.”

Lu Shi came to Feng last time Shoushan, borrowed a medicine pill from Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out and took the cloth bag. The cloth bag was full of various spirit materials, including a lot of Spirit Stones and some swords.

In total, the value is estimated to be hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones.

Han Muye gripped the cloth bag tightly.

To be honest, he never thought about letting Lu Shi and the others return the Spirit Stone of the medicine pill.

He doesn’t lack.

“I will leave the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect after this battle conclusion.”

Li San, who had taken a few steps, paused and said indifferently: “The same as someone like Tang Er. I’m not interested in a small sect.”

After she finished speaking, she took the sword and left.

Han Muye sat on the cliff, looking at the Monster Race station in the distance, lightly sighed.

“Hehe, he is so young, so he sighs like this.”

“If the old man was like your age, he would have shot that Tang Er directly.”

The disheveled Tu Sunshi stood on the edge of the rock at some point, stroked his beard and sniffed lightly: “The wine is good.”

Han Muye raised his hand and put the small bottle gourd tossed over.

Tu Sunshi took the bottle gourd, lifted it directly, and a stream of sparkling wine fell into his mouth.

“Good wine!”

He took a long grin and took a few sips of the small bottle gourd before he couldn’t put it down and started playing.

“I’ll give it to you if I like it.”

Han Muye waved his hands.

This wine, when he drank it with Lu Shi and the others, felt extremely invigorating.

Now, Li San doesn’t want to stay in the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect anymore, and Lu Shi has also fallen.

This wine really makes me sad the more I drink it.

Tu Sunshi chuckled, put up the bottle gourd, and said, “Boy, you will get used to it later.”

“Cultivation, this is a lonely journey.”

“Three to five hundred years later, all your fellows will wither away, and you will no longer have the thoughts you have today.”

Han Muye nominated.

He knew that Tu Sunshi was right.

The cultivator has a lifespan for thousands of years, and eventually its companions will fall one after another.

It’s no wonder those Old Ancestors can really cut off sex.

But there’s nothing left to make them miss.

“Don’t say it, there are quite a few of your Nine Mysteries Sword Sect juniors with tyrannical battle strength, but it’s really ruthless, it’s still that Tang Er.”

“If he would It’s really done, he has a place in the entire Western Border.” Tu Sunshi looked towards Han Muye with a smile on his face: “Unfortunately, human beings are not as good as heaven.”

After finishing speaking, Tu Sunshi turned his head and looked towards the distant mountain forest, where Monster Qi rose.

“Boy, it’s not easy to survive the next battle.”

“Don’t die here.”

Han Muye laughed and looked up towards Tu Sunshi: “senior you too.”

This made Tu Sunshi laughed out loud, and the voice came out of thousands zhang, attracting countless eyes.

Tu Sunshi leaves, Han Muye sits cross-legged, one after another immortal grade Dan spins in dantian, swaying Spiritual Qi.

He came here without sleep, another battle, and he was really exhausted.

Crossing his knees and adjusting his breath, his mind is restrained, and his sword qi is restrained, like a rock.

……

“Boom—”

When Han Muye opened his eyes, it was already the morning sun.

There is a rumbling sound in the distance.

“Last night, the Monster Race army has been pushed to the front line of Yunchao Ridge.” Li San stood on the cliff with his long sword in his arms, his eyes shining brightly with the morning sun.

“There is the direction of the gimbal Dao Sect.”

“It is estimated that the gimbal Dao Sect is surrounded.”

The gimbal Dao Sect, Western One of Border Nine Great Sects.

The station is near Fengshou Mountain, and the Yuntai Dao Sect has already been prepared.

In the distance, a light curtain rose up one after another, and then was crushed by the sky-filled Monster Qi.

The rumbling sound is like thunder.

“Can you hold on?”

Han Muye took a deep breath and asked.

Li San shook his head and said, “I can’t hold it.”

I can’t hold it.

The PTZ Dao Sect is but one of the Nine Great Sects, which cannot stop the siege of the Southern Desolate army.

“Then, let’s watch like this?” Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

“Monster Race has definitely set up a powerhouse over there, just waiting for us to rescue.” Li San looked calm and looked towards Han Muye.

“Although I’m crazy at killing people, I’m not stupid.”

At this time, who will rescue people, and who will not become a fool who digs into a snare?

rumbling sound

The sky over there was dyed blue and red.

Several hundred li away, hundreds of thousands of cultivators on Yunchao Ridge, just watching.

Han Muye only felt an inexorable stagnation in his heart condensing, which made him not vomit unpleasantly.

He flew up, turned his head and looked towards the mountainside forest.

“Tu Sunshi senior, Yuntai Dao Sect is under siege, are we just watching?”

His high-pitched voice came out ten miles away.

Below, countless cultivators looked up at him.

Li San looked at Han Muye.

She didn’t understand why Han Muye came forward now.

Today, no one can save Dao Sect.

“Han Muye, who do you think you are?” A cold voice came, and a young man with a sword on his back wearing an azure robe flew in the air.

azure robe, long sword, sword intent on the body.

The Supreme Solitary Sword Sect is the elite of the younger generation, and nothing is to blame for Sun Jinshi.

“You, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, are not responsible for the loss of Fengshou Mountain, but now you are here to ask why you are watching Yuntai Dao Sect be besieged.”

Sun Jinshi face With a sneer, he stared at Han Muye: “You have the ability to rescue the Dao Sect of the cloud platform yourself.”

Hearing Sun Jinshi’s words, countless cultivators below all shook their heads.

The defeat of Fengshou Mountain was due to the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, and more importantly, the arrival of the Southern Desolate Great Demon. Western Border was unable to support the defense line and could only retreat.

But Sun Jinshi is right, to find a culprit, of course, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect.

Han Muye glanced at Sun Jinshi, then looked towards the long sword on his back, indifferently said: “It turns out that he is the same guy as Tang Er.”

His words made Sun Jinshi’s face change, and the long sword was unsheathed behind his back with a “Cang Clang”.

Han Muye ignored him and turned into a streamer.

“Tu Sunshi senior, Junior dared to invite you to the Dao Sect of Yuntai, dare to go with you?”

Han Muye a long whistle, his voice was resonant several hundred li !

Invite Western Border first sword cultivator to Dao Sect!

I also asked if I dared to go together!

This shout made all the cultivators on Yunchao Ling widen their eyes.

A lunatic or a fool?

Sun Jinshi stared at him, gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand showed a sharp edge.

“courting death!”

He raised his hand and the sword light stabbed Han Muye.

Tu Sunshi is the Western Border first sword cultivator not false.

But even the Western Border first sword cultivator would not dare to face the digital Southern Desolate Great Demon at the same time.

Han Muye is now inviting Dao Sect to rescue Yuntai, he is clearly asking Tu Sunshi to die!

“Go away.”

Just as Sun Jinshi’s sword light stabbed Han Muye, Li San below raised his hand with a sword, directly knocking Sun Jinshi’s sword light away.

“You don’t have the guts to go, it doesn’t mean others won’t go.”

Li San long sword and shouted loudly: “Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Li Xixi would like to— —”

She turned into an azure light and followed Han Muye to the Dao Sect of the cloud platform.

Ahead, one after another a ghastly light rises.

Those are the Earth Stage experts in Monster Race rushing to the sky and blocking sword light.

In the distance, there are three beams of haze that shroud Heaven and Earth into plumes of smoke.

“Tu Sunshi, do you have the guts to come?”

The sound was like a thunder, roaring and bursting.

Then there was a long smile.

What about the Western Border first sword cultivator?

At this time, don’t you have to shrink your head obediently?

On the entire Cloud Nest Ridge, the Western Border cultivators gritted their teeth.

But no one wants Tu Sunshi’s shot.

Western Border has only four Heaven Stage great cultivators.

Tu Sunshi doesn’t take action, but it also acts as a deterrent.

Once shot, besieged by three powerhouses of the same rank, there is absolutely no hope of winning.

Whether Tu Sunshi fell or was seriously injured, for Western Border, it was a critical situation.

“Master Ancestor, you must not go!” Sun Jinshi of complexion pale turned his head and shouted.

“Can’t go?”

In the void, Tu Sunshi’s voice sounded.

Tu Sunshi, who wears an azure daoist robe, a Purple Gold crown, and a polished long sword, is not as sloppy as yesterday.

“Where can’t I go?”

Tu Sunshi took a thousand steps, like thunder surging around him, and sword lights turned into dragons.

“Is my Western Border gimbal Dao Sect station, I can’t go as a Western Border cultivator?”

“Or, in this world, there is a place where I cannot go to Tu Sunshi? ”

Tu Sunshi takes one step at a time, and a hundred miles in an instant.

“Haha, good come!”

Long laughter came from the cloud pillars transformed by the Southern Desolate Great Demon, and then three cloud pillars crashed into Tu Sunshi.

“Boy, if you ask me if I dare to go there, you can see if the old man dares.”

Tu Sunshi smiled, raised his hand and waved his long sword behind his back, sword light With a sweep, the dragon shadow of ten thousand zhang flew out instantly.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and whispered in his mouth: “Heavenly Dragon.”

The sword technique of Lieyang Palace Town Palace, Heavenly Dragon.

This style sword technique, Han Muye has seen from sword pills.

ten thousand zhang Heavenly Dragon, wrapped in wind and thunder, slammed into the Great Demon cloud pillar blocking the front.

The cloud pillar was knocked away, revealing one of the big men with scales and horns on the head.

The big man held a long axe, moved towards Heavenly Dragon and cut it.

The other two cloud pillars collided with Tu Sunshi on the left and right sides.

Tu Sunshi laughed heartily, and an illusory long sword appeared above his head.

“Boy, what’s the difference between the sword of Divine Soul that you inherited from Sword Pavilion and the sword of old man?”

He asked, the long sword above his head slammed to the left. column.

“Boom—”

This sword of Divine Soul seems to be sharper than sword technique Heavenly Dragon, it cuts through the cloud pillar with one sword, letting the azure with wooden staff in it The robe Monster Race is losing streak.

At this time, the Monster Race cloud column on the far right has shrouded Tu Sunshi’s head, and a tall man wearing a black half-armor smiled: “Tu Sunshi, what other means do you have? “

Tu Sunshi’s complexion remained the same, Han Muye body moved and fell on Tu Sunshi’s side.

“Since Junior invites senior to go with him, he should do his best to help senior.”

Above Han Muye’s head, an illusory long sword appeared, instantly matching Tu Sunshi’s Divine Soul The swords match.

“Boom-“

The two swords meet, blasting endless brilliance!

The Great Demon, which could have been able to resist, was slashed a hundred miles away by a sword, vomited blood and retreated.

The power of this sword is several times higher than before!

“I have a sword in Sword Pavilion, which can defeat Heaven Stage hundred breaths.”

“I’m also curious about what this sword looks like in the hands of Heaven Stage powerhouse today.” Han Muye looked towards Tu Sunshi and said softly: “Senior, please use your sword.”

Tu Sunshi laughed, turned to look at the Great Demon on the right who was about to run away, and then turned to Han Muye: “Boy, Your sword technique is better than mine, I’ll let you out with this sword.”

As his voice fell, the illusory long sword with endless brilliance solidified and landed on top of Han Muye’s head, quietly high hanging.

In Han Muye’s eyes, infinite brilliance burst forth, and the long sword above his head trembled with his heart.

He slowly looked towards the black armored Great Demon with facial expression grave in the cloud pillar.

(End of this chapter)