Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Hundreds of miles of heaven and earth, the origin becomes a sword!

The power of the great formation between heaven and earth was manifested by its origin, condensed into a ten-foot sword, and chopped down from the sky.

An old man who was half-stepping through the Tao led several Tao practitioners. Before they could resist, he was chopped down with a sword and his body was shattered.

The sudden burst of energy and blood turned into a column of smoke.

One sword, kill ten Dao realms!

Su Juesheng let out a long laugh, and his figure was like a flying swallow, soaring in mid-air.

Regardless of whether you are in the Tao-breaking realm or the Dao-entering realm, as long as you are struck down by one of his swords, you will be unable to withstand it and your body will be shattered.

Within a month, Su Juesheng, who was originally only good at assassination in everyone's eyes, actually had the ability to kill everyone.

That magnificent sword light was not something Su Jue could have had before.

"How did Miyue Peak do it?" Xu Tang clenched his fists through gritted teeth and whispered in a deep voice.

Even he didn't dare to say that he could block the sword light he saw at this moment.

Back then, Su Juesheng was confident that he could kill him with one punch.

How could such changes not scare him?

"Buzz——"

Sword light flashed in mid-air, slashing downwards.

Xu Tang shouted loudly and flew up.

"If you can't hide, then fight!"

He led a group of strong men from the coalition forces and disciples from all sides to gather behind him to fight Su Juesheng with all his strength.

The disciples from all sides who were originally suppressed by the suspended sword above their heads quickly gathered together.

If you don't gather the strength of the crowd, you can't stop this sword at all, and you are really going to die.

Unexpectedly, before they could reach Tianfeng Ridge, they were blocked by Su Juesheng alone.

On the mountain ridge, Du Chen and others formed a formation and were ready.

It's just that they can see that the battle below doesn't seem to require their action.

"This is the real power of my Miyue Peak inheritance." Zhang Mingyuan, who was beside Du Chen, spoke loudly with his eyes shining brightly.

Miyue Peak Kendo can transform masters like Su Juesheng. These Miyue Peak disciples are just not strong enough and talented enough, so they cannot show the tyranny of inheritance.

His words made everyone around him look a little excited.

My family's inheritance is so strong, as long as we practice well, we will definitely have a bright future in the future.

Turning his head, he looked towards the smoke-filled place on the top of the mountain.

Over there is where the real essence of Miyue Peak lies, where the real backbone lies.

Palm Peak Han Muye can carry forward the legacy of Miyue Peak!

In the Tianfengling formation, Han Muye had a bit of a smile in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked to the side, where a figure wearing a simple Taoist robe quietly arrived.

Yucang Mountain.

The master of Tianmingmen.

This powerful man in the Dao-Destroying Realm stood outside the formation, his eyes piercing through the clouds and mist, staring at the blue stone tablets, with a trace of emotion and greed on his face.

Han Muye knew that the Fengling Sword was taken away by Yu Cangshan.

“I really didn’t expect that Sect Master Yu would come in person.”

Han Muye whispered, and with a movement of his body, he had already exited the formation.

Outside the formation, Yu Cangshan was not surprised, but his eyes fell on Han Muye.

"An outsider has studied Miyue Peak's inheritance so carefully. I'm very curious about where you come from."

Staring at Han Muye, a deep divine light flashed in Yu Cangshan's eyes: "Which family of the Thirty-six Swordsmen are you from?"

Thirty-Six Swordsmen.

Han Muye had seen this title in the classics on Miyue Peak.

Those were the thirty-six Tongtian Sword Sects that were divided into a large number of sects back then.

Miyue Peak's inheritance, or the entire Mitian Sword Sect's inheritance, comes from one of the thirty-six Sword Sects, the Great Sword Sect.

But Han Muye didn't know what kind of sect it was.

Perhaps only Xia Mingyuan, the leader of the Mitian Sword Sect, knew.

Yu Cangshan guessed that Han Muye was a disciple of one of the Thirty-Six Sword Sects, which was reasonable.

Otherwise, Han Muye would not have been able to restore the Miyue Peak inheritance and improve his strength in such a short period of time.

"Master Yucangshan Sect, I am very curious as to why your Tianming Sect must be an enemy of the Mitian Sword Sect."

Han Muye turned to look at the stone tablets behind him and chuckled, "For example, for these?"

Miyue Peak's inheritance stone tablet.

On these stone tablets are the swordsmanship inheritance of Miyue Peak, and they are consistent with the inheritance of the Wind Spirit Sword.

It is normal for Yu Cangshan who got the Wind Spirit Sword to want to get these stone tablets.

Yu Cangshan laughed and transformed into a gust of wind.

A golden palm print struck Han Muye head-on.

Han Muye's body flashed with spiritual light, and a golden light curtain blocked the palm print.

"Something capable." Yu Cangshan shouted, and a three-foot-long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword flashed and turned into a sharp black halo.

The power of destruction.

This weapon is a Dao tool that can carry Dao's will, and the person who used this sword is also a strong Dao-killer.

If such a strong person takes action, he cannot resist it without the cultivation level of Dao Destruction Realm.

Yucang Mountain is bound to get these stone tablets on Miyue Peak.

"Do you know why I want to take action today?"

Yu Cangshan stared at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Because after today, no more sects can fight against each other within a radius of ten thousand miles."

"If I destroy you, Miyue Peak will be destroyed as well. If I take these inherited treasures, I don't have to give them back."

Both the Tianming Sect and the Mitian Sword Sect have received recruitment orders from the Yuntian Sect and are calling for a truce.

Yu Cangshan deliberately took action at this time, so that after taking away the stone tablet, the Mitian Sword Sect could not take it back again.

His intentions are good.

After the Battle of Zhengtian, the strength of the Mitian Sword Sect was greatly reduced, and it was impossible to be the enemy of the Tianming Sect again.

"The calculation is good, but unfortunately, you are not strong enough." Han Muye said calmly, with a hint of ice in his voice.

He no longer wanted to hide.

Quickly end the affairs of the Mitian Sword Sect, and he will also go to participate in the battle to conquer the sky.

As he finished speaking, a sword light appeared in his hand.

"Buzz——"

The sword light turned into the shadow of a hundred-foot-long sword.

At this moment, the entire Tianfeng Ridge was enveloped by the shadow of this sword light.

The shadow of the sword of a hundred feet penetrates the heaven and the earth.

Yu Cangshan, who was slashed by a sword light, opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"You, you are, you are in the ultimate realm!"

This kind of magnificent sword light can obviously only be found at levels above Mie Dao.

Han Muye didn't answer him.

The answer was a swing of the sword.

"boom--"

Baizhang sword light slashed down.

Yu Cangshan's body was shaken, trembling all over, and he slowly fell to his knees.

In the distance, several figures flew over.

"Yuntian Dao Sect's law decrees that all sects within a hundred thousand miles are not allowed to take action again."

"Everyone who is fighting today will participate in the battle to conquer the sky."

"The Mitian Sword Sect recruits three thousand disciples to participate in the battle to conquer the sky. There is no shirk."

Those figures flew down in front of Tianfeng Ridge, but were blocked by the force of the formation.

They stared at Yu Cangshan, the leader of the Tianming Sect, who was kneeling in front of Han Muye.

"Yu Cangshan was killed..."

"Who can kill Yu Cangshan?"

Everyone looked at Han Muye who was standing with a sword.

What a strong man this is!

"Truce?" Han Muye looked at the mountains below.

"Before I receive the conscription order, within ten breaths, I surrender or choose to perish."

"Su Juesheng, if he doesn't take ten breaths, kill them all."

The sound echoed like thunder.

Under the mountains, everyone looked up in panic.

"As ordered." Su Juesheng whispered lightly, and the sword in his hand turned into nothingness.

At this moment, there was a sense of solemnity under the mountains.

Ten breaths.

Surrender or die? (End of chapter)