Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-04-11

Chapter 200 With this sword, can I kill Nascent Soul 3rd-layer? (23)

Tu Sunshi face changed, I saw the sky in the distance, two streams of light came crashing down!

“Black Tiger Clan Great Elder Hu Zixu.”

“White Fox Race Great Elder Hu Yumei.”

Tu Sunshi opened his mouth low, then turned his head slightly : “Boy, I’m afraid we won’t be able to run this time.”

Three Heaven Stage.

Three Heaven Stage Nascent Soul 3rd-layer!

In the land of Western Border, who can resist such battle strength?

With these three forces today, sweeping the Western Border is enough.

Three Heaven Stage Great Demons hang in the sky, and all the cultivators below seem to be crushed by giant mountains.

Those cultivators who only have Essence Cultivation cultivation base spit out blood, and cracks appear in their muscles and bones.

On top of Essence Cultivation, Qi Cultivation Base can only be supported.

Old Six Huang supported Lu Qingping, who was pale, and his eyes fell into the distance.

Over there, Tang Chi and the black robed man around him sneered and seemed to be waiting quietly.

Beside Old Six Huang, Gao Xiaoxuan was holding a little white fox in his arms, and the little white fox stared at the white Fox Race Heaven Stage Great Demon silhouette in the sky, with a bright halo flowing in his eyes.

“Southern Desolate Monster Race is said to be all-out to deal with the attack on Central Plains, and three great cultivators came to Yunchao Ridge. Are they really disregarding their clan?”

Standing in Tu Han Muye, who was behind Sunshi, looked up and spoke in a low voice.

This is what he knew from Fengche Sabre.

Monster Race is not monolithic.

And among the three who came today, one of them has something to do with him, Han Muye.

His words made Tu Sunshi’s eyes shine, and his eyes fell on the three Nascent Soul 3rd-layer Great Demon in front of him.

“Zixu Fellow Daoist, Junior Sister Hu, we are also old friends.”

“What price did Old Feng pay for you to sell?”

“I’ll pay three times.”

Hearing Tu Sunshi’s words, the big man with black tiger stripes on the opposite face did not change his expression. He was wearing a moon white clothed skirt and looked young and white. The clothed female cultivator smiled slightly.

“Senior Brother Tu, you still do business like this.”

The female cultivator smiled slightly, looked away from Tu Sunshi, swept down, and then stared at Han Muye.

“Sword Pavilion guard?”

Han Muye nods

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The female cultivator laughed and looked at Han Muye: “You know what I’m asking for Fox Race.”

Fox Race.

Han Muye certainly knows what Fox Race is asking for.

The Fox Race Great Elder, even he let Hu Taisheng attract.

The Southern Desolate and Central Plains battle, the Southern Desolate powerhouse can draw not many to the Western Border.

The three Nascent Soul 3rd-layers are already the limit.

It’s better to come to a white Fox Race person instead of someone else.

When Han Muye released Hu Taisheng Remnant Soul, he sent him to Southern Desolate and told Fox Race Sword Pavilion to suppress the reincarnation of Fox Race Great Demon.

Today, it really attracted a Southern Desolate Fox Race powerhouse.

Han Muye took a deep breath, then looked at Hu Yumei, the Great Elder of the White Fox Clan: “senior, I can give you what the White Fox Clan asks for. I hope you can quit today.”

Hearing his words, Feng Hanxiao and the big black tiger are both frowned.

Who is this child?

Does he still have a relationship with Fox Race?

Hu Yumei laughed, nodded and said: “That’s natural.”

“If I can get what I want from Fox Race, I won’t interfere today, just turn around and leave.”

Han Muye said, “senior, please come with me.”

After he finished speaking, he flew down.

Hu Yumei’s figure turned into nothingness in the same place.

Han Muye landed in front of Old Six Huang and Lu Qingping, then turned to Gao Xiaoxuan, who was standing aside.

Hu Yumei fell behind him, staring at the little white fox held in Gao Xiaoxuan’s hands.

“aunt…”

Hu Yumei’s face showed a trace of grief, lowly cried.

The little white fox moved in Gao Xiaoxuan’s arms and wanted to leave, but seemed reluctant to give up.

Gao Xiaoxuan stroked the little white fox’s back, then let go.

Hu Yumei lifted the beckoned and drew the little white fox in her hand.

Gao Xiaoxuan stared at Hu Yumei and said solemnly: “She wants to go back to her clansman.”

“You have to protect her.”

“If, If she hurts a little bit, I will take her away.”

Hu Yumei nodded, hugged the little white fox and whispered, “I understand.”

Gao Xiaoxuan took another look at the little white fox , then turned and looked towards Old Six Huang.

“Sixth Brother, I think it’s really fun to be a man.”

There was a gleam in his eyes.

“Following you to collect Spirit Stones at Sword Pavilion and choose swords, it’s all fun.”

“And the meat, the wine you secretly gave me.”

“It’s all good.”

Looking at Lu Qingping beside Old Six Huang, Gao Xiaoxuan said softly: “Sister Six, Brother Sixth, I really envy you.”

He shook his head with a light smile on his face: “I’m so tired, I don’t want to be a human anymore.”

“I’ll still be a sword.”

Voice Falling down, his figure dissipated, turning into a bright long sword and falling into the hands of Old Six Huang.

Old Six Huang held the sword in one hand and Lu Qingping in the other, his eyes fixed on Hu Yumei who was holding the little white fox.

Lu Qingping bit his lip and clenched Old Six Huang’s arm.

“Boom–“

From the sky, a roar sounded, a sword light blocked the two jet black Monster Qi.

It’s still working.

Hu Yumei took a look at Han Muye and Old Six Huang, and said indifferently: “I hope you can survive.”

After she finished speaking, she hugged the little white fox, body moved, and turned into a breeze leave.

Three Great Demons of Nascent Soul 3rd-layer leave one, and two more.

The two shot in mid-air, holding down Tu Sunshi and making him lose ground.

Tu Sunshi is the first sword cultivator of Western Border, with extremely strong battle strength, able to fight beyond the ranks.

But in the face of two Nascent Soul 3rd-layers, he can only retreat.

Manpower, after all, has its limits.

In the sky, streamers are intertwined, and sword qi and demonic light pervade vertically and horizontally.

Han Muye couldn’t even try to help Tu Sunshi with such a chapter.

“Han Muye.”

A voice came.

Han Muye turned back and saw Yang Dingshan, the Sect Master of the Mountain Sword Sect, in an azure robe, standing not far away.

“Tell Yang Mingxuan, don’t need to collect the corpse for me.”

“If you really have the ability, you can take back the position of Ming Mountain Sword Sect Master in the future.”

After Yang Dingshan finished speaking, without waiting for Han Muye to answer, his figure had already risen from the ground.

“Senior Brother Tu, Yang Dingshan is here.”

“Southern Desolate little demon, do you really think I am nobody in Western Border?”

The sword turned into Mountains, such as ten thousand zhang peaks.

Yang Dingshan’s body is integrated into the mountains, making the whole mountain more solid.

Swords.

The sword is the mountain, and the body is the stone.

“Boom—”

The giant mountain slammed into a dark monster Qi, causing the Great Demon to pause slightly.

Half-step Heaven Stage, reverse battle Heaven Stage Nascent Soul 3rd-layer.

It can make the Great Demon oscillate, showing the strength of Yang Dingshan’s battle strength.

“Humph, courting death.”

In the sky, Feng Han Xiao, holding a long knife, shouted in a low voice, raised his hand and slashed heavily.

The blade light guides the clouds in the sky, like a roaring dragon, and slams into the giant mountain.

“Boom—”

ten thousand zhang The mountain roared, and then was cut in half by a knife.

Yang Dingshan’s figure was revealed, standing in mid-air, Dingding looked at Feng Hanxiao, sighed softly, and turned into nothingness.

Half-step Heaven Stage powerhouse, Western Border famous sword cultivator, Ming Mountain Sword Sect Sect Master Yang Dingshan, fell.

A layer of cultivation base First Heavenly Layer, Heaven Stage, is Heaven Stage.

Half-step Heaven Stage, can’t stop Heaven Stage Nascent Soul 3rd-layer powerhouse blow.

Even if it is a half-step Heaven Stage to comprehend the sword’s potential, it can’t stop it.

“Boom—”

Yang Dingshan gave up his sword to block the wind and cold whistles, giving Tu Sunshi a chance to recover, and then recklessly struck with a long stick in the hand of the black tiger.

At this time, Tu Sunshi’s sword turned into a Heavenly Dragon, the sword light was freezing cold, and he would not retreat again. The Hu Zixu of the hard top Nascent Soul 3rd-layer did not retreat half a step.

“Hu Zixu, Feng Hanxiao, you can’t kill me Tu Sunshi today, I’ll go to Southern Desolate in the future, and kill you black tigers, clouded leopards and two clans!”

Tu Sunshi gritted his teeth Drink high, the sword intent one after another on the body condenses into a dragon shadow.

“Boom—”

With a sword, the long dragon hit Hu Zixu’s long stick, knocking Hu Zixu back a step.

Nascent Soul 2nd layer repels Nascent Soul 3rd-layer.

This sword made Hu Zixu look gloomy, and Monster Qi continued to condense on his body.

Feng Hanxiao, who killed Yang Dingshan behind him, had a blade light shining in his hands.

“Spirit Dao Sect Zheng Wangyuan, ask senior for advice.”

A voice sounded.

Spirit Dao Sect Elder in a robe and big sleeves, half a step Heaven Stage great cultivator Zheng Wangyuan stepped out, a jade bone pleated fan in his hand moved towards Feng Han Xiao headed down.

“Humph, ants, this is courting death?”

Coldly snorted, the blade light in his hand and the dark shadowlight collided with Zheng Wangyuan’s folding fan.

“It’s a stab—”

The folding fan shattered, Zheng Wangyuan’s body was shaken, he was knocked out of the hundreds of zhang, his body trembled, and then his body collapsed.

Above his head, a shining Golden Core flew out before flying several feet. Feng Hanxiao had already laughed, grabbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

“A rare good thing.”

“Who else will die?”

After swallowing Zheng Wangyuan’s Golden Core, Feng Hanxiao laughed out loud.

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Lu Hao, come to die.”

A voice sounded.

“Yuntai Dao Sect He Chang, willing to die.”

“Wind Spirit Sword Sect, Chang Yuanhe.”

……

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Sun Mu.”

One after another voice sounded, and one after another half-step Heaven Stage, Core Formation cultivator flew up, rushing towards Heaven Stage Nascent Soul 3rd-layer The Great Demon of the Wind Chills.

Looking at those dying silhouettes, the double swords behind Han Muye kept vibrating.

As a sword cultivator, if you don’t have such passion in your heart, what kind of sword do you need to cultivate?

He turned his head, glanced at Old Six Huang, and shot into the sky.

What about the Heaven Stage Great Demon?

Just to die!

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, Li Xixi is willing to die.”

Li San’s voice sounded in Han Muye’s ear.

“I still have half bottle gourd left, do you want to drink it?” Li San threw a small bottle gourd at Han Muye.

Han Muye reached out and grabbed it, biting off the stopper and gulping.

Cool and bland.

Water.

Isn’t this water just wine?

Han Muye let out a long laugh, and two swords staggered out behind him.

Two sword intents poured into the sword body, and the sword glow slammed into the hundred zhang.

Above his head, one after another sword intent rose up, forming a hundred zhang sword shadow.

Mysterious Yang Art is divided into three parts, Divine Soul is the sword, Sword Condensation Art, body turns into the sword, Sword Soldier Art, condenses the sword bone, raises the sword qi, Raising Sword Art.

Three tactics in one, can use body as sword, God is sword, Qi is sword.

At this time, Han Muye merged with the ninety sword intents in Qi Sea and turned it into a sword.

This sword is sharper than the Divine Soul sword.

Han Muye flew towards where the sword light Monster Qi exploded.

There, Tu Sunshi and Big Monster Tiger are going all out for a fight.

“Senior, work together again?”

Han Muye exclaimed.

Tu Sunshi, who was fighting Hu Zixu with all his strength, stepped back hundred zhang and looked at Han Muye with the azure sword light above his head, his face flashed blank, followed by ecstasy.

A sword shadow no less than the sword of Divine Soul!

How many hands does Han Muye have?

“Okay!”

“This time, five-five!”

“No, six-four, you six and I four!”

Tu Sunshi roared loudly, the sword baby above his head exploded, and stretched out his hand to trigger the sword intent long sword above Han Muye’s head.

Starting with azure sword light, the sword intent originally suppressed by the demon cloud suddenly rose.

Countless long swords roared, and the sound resounded through Heaven and Earth.

Tu Sunshi can feel that this sword of sword intent is much more solid than the previous sword of Divine Soul!

Can you cut Nascent Soul 3rd-layer with this sword?

“Feng Hanxiao, kill that kid!”

Hu Zixu saw the key and let out a low growl.

(End of this chapter)