Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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In front of the powerful Yin-Yang realm, only the Yin-Yang realm can resist.

The two giant Yuan tribesmen who were leading the way were knocked back with one punch, and their bodies shattered inch by inch, turning into air and blood.

This energy and blood will condense into a Pantian Stone, and each piece is a very high-grade Pantian Stone.

The scattered Juyuan clan wanted to step forward, but their bodies were shattered with a direct punch from Han Muye. Their origins escaped and merged with the surrounding power of heaven and earth.

Those strange beasts were also shattered under one punch, and their entire bodies were turned into nothingness.

"Haha, with big brother here, those idiots dare to plot against us?" Zhang Cheng laughed, flew forward, and rushed to gather the Pantian Stone.

Following Han Muye, they only need to pick up the slack and don't need to actually take action at all.

Behind Han Muye, an illusory world emerged, with several strange beasts rushing out.

As soon as the strange beast in the Qiankun realm came out of this illusory space, its body turned into a thousand feet, smashing into pieces the scattered Juyuan Clan practitioners.

This is a massacre.

No one can stand in front of Han Muye.

In the distance, a group of Pantian plane practitioners wearing green robes looked solemn, and many of them were already trembling.

"How is it possible? Why is their team of Death Battalion so strong?"

"Who is their leader? Where is the Han Muye that Mr. Yang asked us to find?"

Looking at the tall and tall Han Muye, these people were at a loss.

There are masters in the death camp, but there are not many masters, and it is impossible for them to exist above the beginning.

Above Shi Yuan, there is absolutely no need to enter the death camp.

"It's over, we must have made a mistake this time."

"This is offending a Yin-Yang Realm great monk!"

Those cultivators from the Pantian Plane all looked pale and whispered softly.

"He Chengyang, if I can go back alive, I will never be done with you!"

The leading cultivator bit down, the power of the Dao-Destroying Peak rising from his body, and turned around to leave.

However, at this time, there were scattered defeated alien beasts and giant source tribes around them. It was extremely difficult for them to leave alive.

"boom--"

Han Muye smashed the 3,000-foot-tall Giant Yuan tribe in front of him with one punch, and looked towards the top of the mountains in the distance.

Over there, there is a flame rising, and the power of the flame revealed is already brilliant to the extreme.

Leaving behind two strange beasts in the Qiankun realm, Han Muye's figure dissipated and turned into a sword light that shot directly at the mountain peak tens of thousands of miles away.

His speed was extremely fast, and the Gangsha shook his body.

In just half a quarter of an hour, he had traveled tens of thousands of miles and reached the top of the mountain.

At this time, outside the flames on the mountain peak, several figures were fighting with all their might.

Three practitioners from the Pantian plane wearing black armor were suppressed by eight strong men from the Giant Source Clan, and had only a chance to resist.

"If you dare to come to Juhuo Peak to steal the Nine-Xuan Sky Fire, you are seeking your own death!"

"Today, the three of you are left in the realm of life and death. The millions of Pantian plane troops who have come here will be destroyed."

The leader of the Juyuan Clan smiled, raised his claws, and black beams of light fell down.

This pillar of light is filled with the power of death. As long as it is touched, even the rocks will turn into nothingness.

The power of the realm of life and death, the power to control the origin, turns into the light of life and death.

This is the most direct and purest method in the realm of life and death.

Obviously, the three people in the life and death realm of the Pantian plane simply did not dare to compete with this powerful Juyuan clan in the power of life and death. They could only dodge and resist by their own means.

This Juyuan clan suppressed the three of them.

"Hmph, this time we have tens of millions of troops gathered in Shenhe County. Even if we die here, the subsequent army will wipe out you."

Among the three black-armored cultivators from the Pantian plane, the leading one gritted his teeth and roared, his energy and blood rising, the power of life and death constantly intertwined, and it seemed that he was about to explode all his cultivation power.

The other two people also activated the original power in their bodies at this time, preparing to fight to the death.

"An army of tens of millions, haha, this time I, the Juyuan tribe -" the voice paused, and the Juyuan tribe who spoke had a chuckle on his face, "Don't worry, you will all die this time!"

"The Nine-Xuan Heavenly Fire is guided by the energy and blood of living beings, and its source is its source. Today you just happened to enter the fire and ignite this divine fire!"

As the words fell, the power of life and death in his body surged again, covering the surrounding sky.

The rising golden flames were not far away, as if burning the heaven and earth.

Blessed by the power of heaven and earth, this power has transcended the realm of life and death!

"Fight them!"

"kill!"

The three practitioners of the Pantian plane in the realm of life and death shouted loudly, and their bodies did not turn into giants holding the sky, but condensed into a figure that was ten feet tall.

Under the yin and yang, the strength of qi and blood is competing. The stronger the body, the stronger the fighting power.

Above Yin and Yang, the battle all depends on the control of the original power, the urging of the power of heaven and earth, and physical strength can only be regarded as the foundation.

Therefore, above Yin and Yang, the strong will no longer fight with their own physical strength.

Of course, if one reaches the realm of domination and can shatter the world with every move, then it will be a different story.

The strength of the physical body is one with the origin. The larger the body, the more powerful it is.

"Bang——"

The three figures were stopped by the flames in front of them, and the surrounding black and white lights intertwined and turned into a snare.

There is no way to retreat from the dragnet!

"Luo Zhen, with my general's order of suppressing the sky, summon all the guards of suppressing the sky and strangle the Juyuan clan here."

The leading black-armored cultivator looked gloomy and took out a token in his hand.

The surging power of life and death in him reached its extreme, as if it was about to burst: "I will seal this place based on my life today."

A person in the realm of life and death combines all his cultivation and original power into a temporary seal.

Since it is impossible to leave, then I will risk my life to have him buried with me.

"Don't worry, General. Luo Zhen will definitely complete the mission." Another big man with the same black armor and the vitality and blood in his body took the token, cupped his fists and shouted.

"boom--"

The aura on the general's body turned into a bloody beam of light rising into the sky, he took a step forward and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.

The sword was so bright that it wiped out all the flames in front of it.

A crack appeared in front.

"Luo Zhen, leave quickly." The general shouted.

Just as Luo Zhen was about to step out, the life and death realm beside him suddenly rushed out and escaped from the crack.

"Sun Qi, you, you actually-"

The general saw the cracks in front of him surging, the divine light slowly fading, and the cracks collapsing. His eyes widened and he gritted his teeth and growled.

He and Luo Zhen's last chance of survival was blocked!

Originally, he was confident that Luo Zhen would be able to recruit reinforcements.

The practitioner named Sun Qi flew away without looking back.

Not only did those Juyuan clan not stop him, but they smiled and put the power of life and death on the heaven and earth net.

"boom--"

The final crack is just a thin line.

"brush--"

A figure stepped in from outside the crack.

Han Muye.

As soon as Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, entered the crack, the two figures in the middle stared wide-eyed.

"Who are you?"

"Are you looking for death?"

"Confused, this place is already a dead end, what are you doing here?"

The two figures looked at Han Muye and shouted in a deep voice.