Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Became the successor to the head of the Mitian Sword Sect.

The original master of Miyue Peak, Guo Hua, was determined to carry forward the inheritance of Miyue Peak and became the master of the Mitian Sword Sect.

If not, he would just practice on Miyue Peak, who would frame him for no reason?

Guo Hua has fallen, and the Miyue Peak inheritance is almost cut off.

Fortunately, Han Muye's swordsmanship and talent seemed to be stronger than Guo Hua's.

As long as Mi Yuefeng continues to stay out of the trouble and practice quietly, he will surely amaze everyone.

But today, Xia Lang, the son of Xia Yunshang, the Young Master of Mitian Peak and the grandson of Sect Master Xia Mingtang, came in person to express the Sect Master's promise.

As long as Han Muye helps the Mitian Sword Sect overcome this difficulty, he will become the successor of the Mitian Sword Sect.

Han Muye might not care, but would everyone at Miyue Peak care?

Should Guo Hua's last wish be fulfilled?

There was silence in front of the main hall.

Yao Hecheng looked at Han Muye with a complicated expression.

After Xia Lang beside him finished speaking, he stood there and said no more.

It seems that he is really a messenger.

It seemed that the person in front of him was not the one who forced his father Xia Yunshang into the sword prison.

"Okay, I, Miyuefeng, am willing to contribute to the sect."

Han Muye's voice finally sounded.

Everyone's expressions changed, but they didn't say anything.

No one can make decisions for Han Muye.

People on Miyue Peak only need to accept Han Muye's decision.

"When the sect's crisis is resolved, I want the sword bones of Peak Master Guo Hua to be kept in the Sword Raising House." Han Muye's voice came again.

Xia Mingtang had promised to let Guo Hua's sword bones enter the sword-raising house before, but now that the wars are going on, the sect seems to have forgotten this matter.

"That's natural." Sharon responded loudly.

He raised his hand and saluted Han Muye: "Han Zhangfeng understands righteousness, and Xia Lang admires him."

"Invite Han Zhangfeng to the sect's meeting hall to discuss how to defend against powerful enemies."

After saying that, he cupped his hands in all directions, turned around and left.

Yao Hecheng glanced at Han Muye, then at Zhang Mingyuan and others, whispered "Take care", and then left.

Watching the two people leave, the atmosphere on Miyue Peak became solemn for a moment.

For so many days, Mi Yuefeng stayed out of the matter. Everyone knew that one day, the sect would ask Mi Yuefeng to participate in the fight.

Once they accept the mission, it will be a life-or-death disaster for all Miyue Peak disciples.

Just by practicing, there is no way to avoid such disasters.

"Haha, nephew Zhangfeng, just go ahead and I, Miyuefeng, will fully support you."

"Yes, you can just go to Palm Peak. I, Miyue Peak, are integrated up and down, and will never hold you back."

In front of the square, everyone looked at Han Muye and spoke.

Han Muye nodded, and his body moved and turned into a shining stream of light.

"We, Miyue Peak, will see if it is a disaster or a grand event this time." The white-bearded elder Du Chen's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the disciples in front of the hall and spoke softly.

As one of the two remaining elders of Miyue Peak, he witnessed Miyue Peak's decline with his own eyes, and watched all the disciples practice diligently and rapidly improve in strength.

Perhaps, this is the opportunity for Miyue Peak to rise!

"Senior Brother Du, if we can help Han Zhangfeng aspire to become the Great Sword Sect, it will be worth it even if we two old bones die..." Mei Yuchang, standing next to Du Chen, whispered in his mouth, with emotion flashing across his face. color.

If it hadn't been for Han Muye's attack last time, they would have died, and the inheritance of Miyue Peak would have been cut off. Now it wouldn't be a big deal if they had another fight.

In the square of Miyue Peak, a faint fighting spirit permeated the air.

…

Han Muye wrapped himself in sword energy, and in the flash of sword light, he flew away.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, he was already standing at the foot of Mitian Peak.

According to the rules of the Mitian Sword Sect, he should put down his sword light and walk up.

However, Han Muye didn't care about this rule at all, and rushed up to Mitian Peak with sword light and screams.

"who is he?"

"This person is arrogant and dares to ignore the rules of Mitian Peak like this!"

The disciples on duty at the foot of the mountain all shouted and stepped forward angrily.

However, before they could reach Han Muye, they were already knocked away by his sword light.

"Are you looking for death? This is the master of Miyue Peak!" A low shout came, making everyone tremble.

The peak master of Miyue Peak has single-handedly brought Mitian Peak into a sinking situation where the peak master is imprisoned in the Sword Prison and the masters are surrounded and killed by all sides and suffer heavy losses.

A group of Mitian Peak Guard disciples retreated in panic, looking back at their guard deacons.

"Uncle, are you going to let the peak master of Miyue Peak trample on the rules of Mitian Peak like this?" A young disciple gritted his teeth and whispered unwillingly.

Others also had angry looks on their faces.

These disciples still have a strong sense of belonging to their sect and Peak.

"Haha, since he has come to Mitian Peak, from now on..." The deacon shook his head, with a slight smile on his face.

…

The main hall on Mitian Peak is simple and simple, showing a bit of decay.

Practitioners don't care about these external objects, and the main hall is built grandly, just to show their own heritage.

When Han Muye arrived at the main hall, the hall was already filled with sword energy and fighting spirit.

"Fight them."

"Yes, this Tianmingmen is really too deceptive."

"Sect Master, does the Hao Tiedao Sect dare to be the enemy of the Mitian Sword Sect?"

"Are these sects bullying my Heavenly Sword Sect?"

There was a lot of shouting in the main hall, which was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

Han Muye's sword light fell, causing the noise in the room to stop instantly.

All eyes were cast on Han Muye.

Han Muye recognized most of the figures among them.

They are all the elders and peak masters of the Mitian Sword Sect's peaks.

The old man in white robe sitting upright at the top is clear and kind, with sword intent surging between his eyes.

This is Xia Mingtang, the leader of the Mitian Sword Sect.

Han Muye walked slowly into the hall, his eyes colliding with the sword intent in Xia Mingtang's eyes.

The void between the two people seemed to be non-existent, and streams of light intertwined, like swords fighting.

But this scene went away as quickly as it came.

In just a moment, the hall was filled with light clouds and gentle breeze.

"Han Muye of Miyue Peak has met the sect leader and all of you."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

There was a slight voice response in the main hall, but it was only subtle. No one dared to greet Han Muye before the sect master made a sound.

Looking up, Xia Mingtang's originally solemn face showed a hint of smile.

"Han Zhangfeng and Mi Yue Feng stepped forward when the Mitian Sword Sect was in danger. I would like to thank you on behalf of the entire sect."

Xia Mingtang stood up and looked at Han Muye.

The energy and blood in his body surged, revealing a trace of fighting spirit.

This fighting spirit was not caused by Han Muye, but came from the pillars of energy and blood light in the distant sky.

"when--"

"when--"

The bell rings for the arrival of a powerful enemy.

Xia Mingtang clenched his fists and shouted in a low voice: "Han Zhangfeng, are you willing to lead Miyue Peak to fight for the Mitian Sword Sect and take the lead?"

Xia Mingtang was the one who took the lead as soon as he arrived.

Everyone in the main hall looked at Han Muye.

Miyue Peak has not taken action for more than half a year, and other peaks have suffered heavy losses.

This time, Miyuefeng should also let out some blood.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he looked up at Xia Mingtang and spoke loudly.

"Since the sect wants me to fight at Miyue Peak, I wonder if I should be rewarded according to the rules?"