Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Surround and kill Han Muye.

Today, God Lord Yunjiang and the others came to conquer the lair of the Huanxuan clan. In fact, they were not four God Lords, but five gods!

The fifth god is Han Muye, who is hiding in the back.

With Han Muye's killing power of swordsmanship, once he encounters the Huanxuan clan's divine realm, he will definitely be able to kill him as long as he surrounds him.

The fighting power of the Huanxuan clan is not extremely strong, but their original power is strange, and the power of space and time they control is difficult for outsiders to crack.

The five gods joined forces to use the scattered Huanxuan clan as bait to kill a Huanxuan clan god. This was Han Muye's plan.

But at this time, Yunjiang and the others were banned, leaving Han Muye alone.

It was obvious that the other party had seen through their plan and went in the opposite direction.

"What should we do? The Huanxuan clan is clearly well prepared. Fellow Daoist Han, I'm afraid..." Divine Master Wu Yuan looked solemn and whispered in his mouth, looking around with a hint of twinkle in his eyes.

If Han Muye was killed or seriously injured, they would probably have to find a way to escape today.

The four gods are here, and their fighting power is sufficient, but without Han Muye, they will never truly be united.

"With Brother Daoist Han's methods, he shouldn't fall so easily." Lord Yunjiang shook his head, with a trace of worry in his eyes, and whispered softly.

"The blockade on the avenue is difficult to break, and even harder to continue. A quarter of an hour is already the limit."

"We'll wait a quarter of an hour."

The four of them looked at each other, and divine lights intertwined around them, protecting themselves.

wait.

But they all knew that if the other party really attacked Han Muye, a quarter of an hour would be enough.

For a strong person who controls time and space, a quarter of an hour is enough to do many things.

At this time, eight figures surrounded Han Muye in front of a golden star.

Eight gods!

The four are in the divine realm of the Huanxuan clan with ethereal auras wrapped around their bodies, and the two are in the divine realm of the Sky-Stepping Divine Beast clan with majestic figures and twin horns.

There are two other deities who are slim and carry long swords.

The god of swordsmanship!

This is the first time Han Muye has seen a master of the divine realm who practices swordsmanship.

"Han Muye, with divine swordsmanship, is suspected of controlling the way of thunder and the way of fire."

"I once crucified a god-level man outside the Altar of Transformation, and his combat power was at least above average in the god-level."

"Originally, my Huanxuan clan couldn't be bothered to deal with someone like you who is in the divine realm of swordsmanship."

Ahead, the leader of the Huanxuan Tribe, the Divine Realm, pointed at Han Muye with a long gray flag.

The auras of the other people were connected and had locked Han Muye's aura.

"You shouldn't go against my Huanxuan clan."

"You don't know how strong my Huanxuan clan is."

Chang Ban pointed at Han Muye, and a sneer appeared on the face of the Huanxuan Clan's God Realm: "I know that behind you is the Pantian Plane."

"So what if it's the Pantian plane, our Heaven-Slaying Alliance——"

Before the god finished speaking, a sword light rose from the body of a swordsman god not far away: "Don't reveal too much about some things. Fight quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light on his body had condensed into a billion-foot-long sword blade, which slashed straight at Han Muye.

The light of the sword is as bright as the galaxy, and the power that moves billions of stars is indeed the strength and sharpness that can only be found in the divine realm of swordsmanship.

On the other side, a strong man with two horns who was the first to step on the sky-walking beasts did not stop, stepped out with an incomparable tacit understanding, and then punched out.

This punch locked all the power between heaven and earth, sealing the entire void.

This is the ultimate pure power, the most unparalleled physical power of the Toutian clan, and the pinnacle of the origin of Qi and blood!

One sharp, one powerful, the two forces shot at the same time, blocking all Han Muye's vitality.

This is when the strong take action, never leaving any loopholes.

A truly strong person always tries his best when fighting!

Han Muye stood where he was, looking at the sword light and fist shadow, his blood began to surge.

The energy and blood in his body and the sword intent in his body began to condense and boil.

There was a dazzling look in his eyes!

He didn't know how long it had been since he had such a passionate feeling!

How long has it been since you had a good fight?

"kill--"

With a loud shout, he stepped forward with a long smile and took one step forward.

The palm of his left hand was tightened, and before the fist, there was bright lightning and flames.

In his right hand, a green long sword appeared.

This sword has a faint glow, but is extremely cold.

"The origin of flame achieves the divine realm!"

"The way of thunder becomes a god, this guy is extremely powerful!"

"It's really the way of swordsmanship. He has at least three avenues to achieve the divine realm. Be careful!"

The powerful gods surrounding him shouted.

Those who can cultivate the three great roads to heaven are the strongest among the strong.

"Haha, you are the first in the world who dares to fight with me from the Toutian clan!" The god of the Toutian clan who punched laughed, and his energy and blood gathered together.

In terms of strength and body, there really is no one in the world who can compete with the Clan of Sky-Stepping Divine Beasts!

"boom--"

Fist shadow collision!

In everyone's eyes, Han Muye punched out, and the combined power of thunder and flames hit the sky-covering fist shadow of the God of the Treading Clan.

The fist edge broke through the sky and collided with the fist shadow of the old man from the Toutian clan.

The power of the physical body will not retreat at all!

Everyone's faces showed surprise as they looked at Han Muye who was standing there.

The power contained in this punch is no less than that of a god from the Sky-Stepping Beast Clan!

Keep your strength and fight for your roots!

Above the shadow of Han Muye's fist, the lightning turned into a long dragon, and with just a twist of his body, he rushed in front of the God of the Treading Clan.

The first-born double-horned god-level warrior from the Sky-Treading Tribe stared wide-eyed, watching in disbelief as the lightning spread toward his body.

This spread so quickly that most of his body was locked in an instant.

"Roar--"

The old man looked up to the sky and roared, and his body turned into the body of a huge divine beast like a star.

But even if he transformed into a divine beast, the lightning still wrapped around his body and continued to condense.

The thunder light turned into a thunder chain wrapping around the stars, a sea of ​​thunder!

"Thunder's way of heaven has a natural suppression on ethnic groups born from divine beasts!"

The deity of the Huanxuan clan on the side narrowed his eyes and looked up at Han Muye who punched out and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.

Han Muye's Thunder Way is so powerful, there is no way that the sword way can be as powerful as the Thunder Way.

The swordsmanship god who attacked him at this time came from the Void Swordsmanship Holy Land.

"Buzz——"

The two sword lights were entangled together.

The green and gray sword lights collided, turning into billions of figures holding swords.

It was like hundreds of millions of strong swordsmen fighting each other, and countless figures fell with each sword.

There are fewer and fewer figures in front of the two sword lights.

"He, he is better than the Holy Land Sword God in swordsmanship..." The leader of the Huanxuan Clan's God Realm murmured.

The other sword-carrying god narrowed his eyes, took one step forward, held the sword in both hands, and struck Han Muye headlong.

Two masters of swordsmanship!

"I know who you are!" Han Muye's voice sounded.

The sword light on him was extremely bright.

"The sword bearer of the Shadow Sword Court!"

"You, the remnants of the swordsmanship that should have collapsed thirty kalpas ago, are still here."

Han Muye took a step forward, and the fighting spirit in his eyes turned into huge waves.

"I wish I could see how the Sword Court swept across all realms back then, and today I still have a chance to fight with the sword-carrying man."

"You guys, don't let me down."

The words fell.

Jianfeng gathers.

The black and white long sword has a billions of blades!