Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-04-08

Chapter 192 Southern Desolate Great Demon, intending to move westward (33)

Han Muye turned his head, looking towards Tu Sunshi.

He was a little embarrassed.

He has worn out the Divine Soul sword qi, but Tu Sunshi gave him a sword qi, as long as it is refined, it is definitely many times thicker than the previous sword qi.

He urged Tu Sunshi to save Dao Sect, but Tu Sunshi scraped the land of Cloud Platform Mountain and promised to give him 20%.

Now, the people at the PTZ Dao Sect would like to thank him.

Han Muye can’t be as thick-skinned as Tu Sunshi, so he can be thankful for that.

“cough cough, senior, the words are serious…” He said that he shrank back and landed behind Tu Sunshi, then said loudly: “As a fellow Western Border, Cloud Platform Mountain is surrounded, I feel the same way, shouldn’t I make a move.”

He tone barely fell, and the azure robe great cultivator below unfurled his sleeves and shouted: “Little Friend Han said I felt the same way, and it should be said to make a move. “

“Hundreds of thousands of Western Border comrades on Yunchao Ridge, my Yuntai Dao Sect can only feel such feelings and morality from you.”

“Little Friend Han Kindness, my gimbal Dao Sect will never forget.”

Fuck.

No wonder Tu Sunshi swears when he uses his sword.

This gimbal Dao Sect old man digs a hole for him.

There is no one to rescue on Yunchao Ridge, just sit and watch the gimbal Dao Sect be destroyed, this will make your gimbal Dao Sect unhappy, but you can’t requite kindness with enmity, take us being used as a tool Bar?

When you say this, it seems that Han Muye is the only good person in the entire Yunchao Ridge?

Isn’t this offending people?

At this time, the cultivators who were full of excitement on the entire Yunchao Ridge, with adoration in their eyes, looked at Han Muye with a lot of strange emotions.

It’s just you.

Tu Sunshi chuckled, gave Han Muye the look you’re still young, and the body moved, dissipating in place.

Han Muye shook his head, bowed his hands in the direction of the gimbal Dao Sect, then flew down and returned to the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect station.

He thought about it, and when he has the opportunity to use the gimbal Dao Sect in the future, he must be welcome.

Use fiercely.

Until Tu Sunshi and Han Muye disappeared in the Heaven Stage, everyone on the Cloud Nest Ridge looked away.

sword dao Ban Xian, Han Muye.

It looks like this.

At this time, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect has even dispatched more than 300,000 people to the Lower Sect of Honzong Kazuji.

This scale accounted for nearly 30% of the people on Yunchao Ridge at this time.

Of course, this is just the number of people.

More than 200,000 scattered cultivators and small sect cultivators can really only make up the number of people.

Among the more than 200,000 people, most of them have been trained by Changmingshan, and there are tens of thousands of people who have just been recruited to betraying the sect.

These people were scattered and disorderly, and were gathered by a group of Nine Mysteries Mountain Disciple led by Tang Chi.

On the cliff, leaning against the rock wall made Li sneer on three faces, looking at the messy cultivator station in the distance.

“See, this is the sect.”

“That Tang Chi has his role, so Supreme Elder will still reuse him.”

Li Disgust flashed in his three eyes, he turned his head and didn’t look at it.

Han Muye stared at it for a while, and saw that the Nine Mysteries Mountain Disciple, under Tang Chi’s arrangement, quickly organized the staff and arranged them into a square array.

These things are Tang Chi’s strengths.

On the other hand, Li San and the others did not bother to deal with loose cultivators and small sect cultivators at all.

Let them manage a group of low-level cultivators, they would rather kill a few more people by themselves.

sect employs people, considering not good and evil, but ability.

For Supreme Elder and other great cultivators who have been Cultivation for countless years, they only look at the people who use them and whether there is something useful in them.

Han Muye glanced over and saw some sturdy soldiers who looked like soldiers were arranged in a phalanx.

He frowned, think about it or say no more.

Although these Scarlet Flame Troops rebel inheritance soldiers have other intentions, they are also Western Border cultivators at this time, and it is understandable to be trained in the phalanx.

Those who are betraying the sect also compose and practice.

Besides, these low-level cultivators are just cannon fodder.

Having seen the means of Heaven Stage powerhouse, Han Muye has a layer of clear comprehension in his heart.

A true powerhouse doesn’t care about the number of low-level cultivators, nor does it care about their lives and deaths.

Tu Sunshi turned his sword into a river of swords outside the Dao Sect of the cloud platform, and he didn’t know how many Southern Desolate low-level Monster Races were bombarded and killed.

Who cares if these low-level Monster Races live or die?

Thinking of Monster Race outside Cloud Platform Mountain, Han Muye raised his head and looked towards the front.

one after another The demon cloud condensed into a cloud pillar, floating a hundred miles away.

His face turned solemn.

Five Heaven Stage Great Demons.

After all-out kills of a Heaven Stage and wounded of a Heaven Stage Great Demon, Southern Desolate pushed to the front line, along with five Heaven Stage great cultivators.

And Western Border, all Heaven Stages together, only four.

If it wasn’t for Tu Sunshi slashing a Heaven Stage with one sword and making the opponent fearful, at this time, the battle would have already started on the Yunchao Ridge.

The Heaven Stage Great Demon was killed by Han Muye, but the credit goes to Tu Sunshi.

Who believes that a young junior Disciple has the ability to kill the Heaven Stage Great Demon?

If you really want such a person, isn’t the cultivation of hundreds of years of countless powerhouses inside and outside the Yunchao Mountains cultivated on dogs?

Heaven Stage Great Demon is Han Muye’s shot to kill, revenge, count on Tu Sunshi’s head.

“When—”

The crisp bell rang on Yunchao Ridge, and a silhouette flew away.

The Supreme Solitary Sword Sect elite in white robes, Sun Jinshi flew down in front of the cliff.

With a complicated look on his face, he bowed his hands to Han Muye and Li Sanyi: “Senior Brother Han, Senior Sister Li, various sects on Cloud Nest Ridge are discussing matters, Master Ancestor asked me to invite you to attend.”

After he finished speaking, he bowed to Han Muye again and said in a low voice, “Senior Brother Han, I have no eyes, I apologize to you here.”

Supreme Solitary Sword Sect Elite The younger generation, the young sword cultivator who claims to be immune to all actions, has actually bowed his head to admit his mistake today, which is really rare.

Li San turned his head and looked towards Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head and waved his hand: “Junior Brother Sūn, both fellows of Western Border, don’t need to be so polite.”

Sun Jinshi raised his head and looked towards Han Muye. : “Senior Brother Han has a lot, I have to go to summon other people.”

“Farewell.”

After he finished speaking, he body moved, turned into an azure light and flew away.

“Why do you think he bowed his head, he just got the benefit of your sword-refining weapon.” Li San said quietly, and strode to the top of Yunchao Ridge.

When Han Muye beheaded the Heaven Stage Great Demon, he used ten thousand swords to grow into dragons. Those swords were contaminated with the Great Demon’s Divine Soul Power, and the quality of the swords improved a lot.

Whether they like it or not, the owners of those swords are favored by Han Muye.

Han Muye laughed , this kind of human affection can not be realized much.

“This kind of discussion is to discuss who will die first and who will bleed more.”

Li San, who was walking in front of him, spoke lightly and hit the nail on the head.

Isn’t that so?

If there is a big victory, it can also be said to discuss how to distribute materials, spills of war.

Now that the situation is difficult, we are struggling to support it, not just assigning someone to bear more pressure.

As Li San said, whoever dies first, whoever dies more.

This third sister really sees it thoroughly.

Han Muye shook his head and followed.

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The large tent for discussion is also large, including long tables and seats.

Walking into it, Han Muye could see the Great Cultivator with a solemn expression in his eyes.

Apart from him and Li Sanlio and a few low-level juniors, the others who can enter this big tent are Awakening Spirit Peak.

The first position is Tu Sunshi, who is sitting still, next to Yang Dingshan, the azure robe Taoist from Yuntai Dao Sect, Lu Hao and the others, all sitting there with a calm expression.

In this big tent, there are one Heaven Stage, nine and a half-step Heaven Stage, and dozens of other Core Formation powerhouses.

This power is already equal to 30% of the power of the Western Border cultivation world.

Of course, whether these people can work together is another matter.

Han Muye and Li San walked in, and many people’s eyes fell on them.

Some people smile nodded, others look the same.

Not far away, an old man smiled at Han Muye beckons with the hand.

Han Muye and Li San walked over and sat beside him.

Sun Mu, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Core Formation Elder, the leader of the first visit to Fengshou Mountain.

His cultivation base has long been stagnant, and his life essence has been depleted. Time is limited, and now it can be regarded as a waste heat for the sect.

Han Muye and Li San went over, greeted in a low voice, and sat down to look at the various figures in the tent.

“A sword strays Li Xixi, sword dao exiled Han Muye, hehe, yes, yes.”

Sun Mu looked at Han Muye and Li San with a kind expression on his face smile.

“You guys in the cultivation base battle strength are ranked in the top ten among the Western Border youths.”

Top ten.

Han Muye knows that there will be some heritage left in the various sectors of Western Border.

For example, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, Deng Chungang, who has only heard of fame, and several experts who are in the forefront of Inner Sect.

Spirit Dao Sect and Supreme Solitary Sword Sect, those big ones definitely have hidden powerhouses.

Han Muye looked up and saw a girl in a white dress with a cold face.

Beside the girl, there was a thin Taoist man wearing an azure robe.

Frozen World Luo Xiaoyu, Spirit Dao Sect genius.

The impermanent hand, Chen Er, is a dark horse figure in the loose cultivation.

Seeing Han Muye looking over, the two of them are nodded on the opposite side, it is a greeting.

“Everyone, time is urgent, so the discussion will not be a mere formality.” The old man sitting beside Tu Sunshi stood up and bowed his hands to all around.

Spirit Dao Sect is here for Half-Step Heaven Stage leader Old Zheng Wangyuan.

Spirit Dao Sect is the Western Border Number One Great Sect. Although Tu Sunshi is here, the person in charge of the defense is still Spirit Dao Sect.

Actually, Tu Sunshi is too lazy to take care of these chores.

He prefers to use the sword directly.

“There are 387 large and small sects in the first line of Yunchaoling, and more than 1.36 million cultivators from all sides.”

The number that Zheng Wangyuan said is huge, But his expression was not relaxed.

“It seems that there are a lot of people, but in fact, compared to the Monster Race army, we are still a lot weaker.”

“The total army of Monster Race opposite is nearly 2 million, of which five are in Heaven Stage. , Half-step Heaven Stage, seventeenth.”

His words made the atmosphere in the tent even more gloomy.

How to deal with such a rival?

“My Spirit Dao Sect is ready to re-launch the mobilization order.”

Zheng Wangyuan looked towards the big account, said solemnly: “Don’t expect Southern Desolate to stop this time, they He really has the intention of annexing the Western Border.”

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and said: “The information from the Southern Desolate came, the Central Plains Mysterious Yang guards attacked the Southern Desolate, and the Southern Desolate is unified. Desolate trend.”

“Southern Desolate Monster Race, intending to move west.”

Westward move!

Where?

Naturally it is Western Border.

Competing for territory is always a matter of life and death, and there is no reason for coexistence.

What’s more, Monster Race is coming to Western Border, not to coexist with Western Border cultivator.

In the big tent, there is more fighting intent in the solemn atmosphere.

This is about life and death in the Western Border cultivation world, and there is no escape.

“Everyone, we are staying at Yunchao Ridge, and it only takes three months for reinforcements from the rear to arrive.”

Zheng Wangyuan looked towards all around, nod to Tu Sunshi, and continued. : “I have asked for Senior Brother Tu, and the defense arrangements for various sects are as follows.”

“Ming Mountain Sword Sect is stationed at Hengmai Sanli on the west side of Yunchao Ridge.”

“Wind The Spirit Sword Sect guards the hills on the west side of Yunchao Ridge for five miles.”

“Spirit Dao Sect is responsible for the ten miles of the top of the mountain.”

 …

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, responsible for the frontier positions under the Cloud Nest Ridge, Bali.”

…

When they walked out of the tent, all experts flew away.

Han Muye looked towards Skyrim, took a deep breath.

“So, the 200,000 troops that Tang Chi trained were just to die?” He turned his head and looked towards Lu Hao who came slowly.

“Just make the best use of it.” Lu Hao’s expression was indifferent, his eyes fell on Han Muye.

“Between you and him, you proved yourself with your strength.”

“He can only prove it with your own blood.”

Looking at Han Muye’s face, Lu Hao said indifferently: “You are in a fight over the future ruler status of the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, are you treating guests to dinner?”

Checked today.

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(End of this chapter)