Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 199 One Sword, Slash the Four Heaven Realm! (13)

Thousands of swords are condensed into one sword, and one sword is ten thousand swords!

In front of Master Tu Sun, all the sword lights condensed into a blue long sword, the sword body was covered with clouds, and the sword edge flashed with cold light.

The sword was solidified, and the five soaring demon clouds were already shaking.

"Master Tu Sun, you are crazy!"

"Your sword baby condensed for thousands of years is so bad, do you really want to die?"

"Master Tu Sun, if I don't die today, I will break through the gate of your Taiyi Sword Sect!"

Roaring and yelling came, and there was anger and timidity in it.

Master Tu Sun laughed, and the light of the sword remained undiminished, leading the long sword above Han Muye's head to stab out loudly.

This sword has been practiced by Master Tu Sun for thousands of years, has the soul of Han Muye as the sword, and has swords carried by countless practitioners below.

This sword condensed the sword heart of the sword cultivator.

When the sword came out, the sky and the earth trembled, and the light of the sky circulated. Within ten thousand miles, the clouds were like a fight.

Every time the sword light of the long sword advances, the five demon clouds will shatter.

At this time, the five heavenly monsters had no way to escape, no way to escape, they gathered all their strength, formed a net, and resisted Tu Sun Master's sword with all their strength.

With a single sword, he defeated five great monsters in the heavenly realm.

Below, all the practitioners clenched their fists.

This sword condenses the general trend of human sword cultivators in Xijiang!

The bet is the luck of the human race in Xijiang!

"boom--"

The sword light collided with the snare without hindrance, directly breaking through the demonic energy and hitting the first demonic cloud.

The demon cloud shattered.

Heaven Realm Great Demon, fall!

The sword edge advanced again, and the second monster cloud showed the appearance of a blue giant wolf, fled in a panic, and was cut in half by a sword.

Kill again, the Great Demon of Heaven Realm, pawn!

The long sword still didn't stop, and the blade pierced the third monster cloud with a dazzling edge.

Ancestor Yufan, who turned into a water dragon, showed despair, and with a movement of his body, the red ruler-long koi flew out from the top of the water dragon.

Get rid of the demon body, the demon baby escapes.

The long sword pierced through the body of the water dragon demon, and with a flash of sword light, it caught up with the demon baby of ancestor Yu Fan, twisted lightly, and the demon baby collapsed.

One sword, cut three days!

Who dares to face such power?

The two demon clouds in the back showed no more fighting intent, turned around and fled.

"Fellow daoists, you haven't tried my Xijiang swordsman's sharpness yet, how can you leave lightly?" Master Tu Sun's voice sounded, and the long sword was drawn, and then stabbed forward.

Those two demon clouds fled in a panic, without a trace of celestial presence.

What about the sky?

In the face of life and death, how much fearlessness can there be?

Standing behind Master Tu Sun, the pale Han Muye looked at the fleeing monster with an indescribable understanding in his heart.

Even if you have practiced for thousands of years and have not seen through life and death, you are still a mortal.

Ordinary people should have the practice method of ordinary people.

The fight that should be fought should be let go.

Since it is not a fairy god, it should be contaminated by mortal dust.

"Fellow Daoist Tu, let me go, I won't come to Xijiang again—"

An urgent cry came from within a demon cloud.

Master Tu Sun turned his long sword and stabbed at another monster cloud.

"Master Tu Sun, if you kill me, my ancestors will come and kill you—"

Before the words in the demon cloud could be finished, the long sword had already broken through it and directly pierced through it.

At this point, the long sword stopped.

The big monster who was lucky enough to escape his life did not dare to stay in the slightest, and flew away with the monster cloud.

If you don't leave, don't you think it's too long?

One sword, cut the four heavenly realms!

The light of the sword shines for thousands of miles, cutting the sky like slaughtering a dog.

The way of swordsmanship in the world should be like this!

The moment the sword light stopped, Han Muye only felt happy in his heart, wishing to raise his head to the sky and howl.

To cultivate a sword, isn't it just to slaughter the heavens for this sword?

Looking at Master Tu Sun in front of him, Han Muye firmly believed that one day, he could do the same, and the heavenly realm could be destroyed with a wave of his hand.

"Boom—"

Master Tu Sun trembled all over, raised his hand and made a move, the huge sword shattered, and countless sword weapons fell back.

When these sword weapons flew out, the sword light was dim.

Flying back at this time, every sword has a spiritual light shining.

The physical bodies and bloodline demon infants of the four great demons in the heavenly realm were sacrificed, and the quality of these swords was improved by at least 10%.

As long as it is warmed up, even the poorest mortal weapon can become a spiritual weapon.

"My sword has become a half-spirit weapon!"

Someone held the long sword in his hand and exclaimed.

There is a spirit and no spirit, the difference between immortals and mortals.

Holding the broken sword in his hand, Zhao Youzhi suppressed all his emotions in his heart.

The moment he retracted the broken sword just now, he felt that his sword was alive!

Beside Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan hugged the drowsy little white fox, Huang Laoliu stretched out his hand to touch his head, Gao Xiaoxuan muttered, and his figure turned into a long sword again.

The monster clan was completely defeated in the heaven realm, four people died and one escaped, and the remaining monster clan could no longer support them, so they all turned and fled.

Master Tu Sun could kill Heaven Realm, so he could kill them too.

Above the sky, Master Tu Sun turned his head, looked at the pale Han Muye, and said with a light smile, "Boy, what about my sword?"

He was Master Han when he was learning the sword, and he was a kid after learning the sword.

Han Muye nodded.

It took two hundred years for Mo Yuan's ten thousand swords to return to the sect, and it was impressive watching the three Jiange elders unleash their swords.

Han Muye's Ten Thousand Swords Guizong was formed by sitting in the Jiange, relying on full-level comprehension and watching thousands of swordsmanship.

Only Master Tu Sun's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was condensed through a lifetime of kendo practice after spending thousands of years.

Thousands of swords return to the clan, and return to the same destination through different routes.

Seeing Han Muye nodding, Master Tu Sun showed a smile on his face.

"How?"

Han Muye suddenly made a sound.

His words made Master Tu Sun stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Sanqi, no more."

Master Tu Sun rolled up his sleeves, and the skeletons and corpses of the big monsters scattered in the cloud of monster energy were gathered.

The bone of the Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm may have other treasures, this is a very rich man!

Looking down at those Xijiang sword cultivators who were cheering because of the sword sacrifice and increased their spirituality, Han Muye sighed inwardly.

It's the same everywhere.

The really strong eat the meat, the others drink the soup.

In this battle, even if the bottom can eat all the monster clans and kill all the monster beasts, it can't compare to Master Tu Sun and his 30% gain.

The resources in the practice world are always piled up at the top.

"Boy, go back and cultivate yourself. Your mind and soul are exhausted too much, don't hurt your foundation." Master Tu Sun looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

Three celestial purple jade pills exploded, and Han Muye's soul was almost drained.

He said ten breaths, if Tu Sun Shizhen used the long sword ten breaths, Han Muye would have fallen into the dust by now.

This consumption of spirit and soul is simply too terrifying.

Han Muye nodded and said: "Senior, you should also retreat and cultivate yourself. Use the sword baby to fight, wear and tear is not a joke."

The power of the sword baby can't be moved easily, maybe the shocking sword will hurt the vitality.

This battle, Tu Sun's victory was also difficult and dangerous, and he really fought hard.

Master Tu Sun grinned, then raised his hand and handed a sword to Han Muye.

This is the last great demon of the heavenly realm who was beheaded with a sword, and there are many demon patterns on the sword.

This sword weapon has not reached the level of a magic weapon, but it already has a spirit in the sword, and it is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Does this count as paying yourself interest?

Han Muye took the long sword with a smile and held the hilt in his hand.

A stream of sword energy rushed directly into the sword body, and the long sword trembled.

"So you can't wait to refine it?" Master Tu Sun grinned and shook his head lightly.

Han Muye ignored him.

He didn't want to refine the sword weapon, but wanted to use the long sword to see what the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan was planning.

The Great Demon of the Heaven Realm must know a lot.

As the sword energy entered the sword body, one picture after another appeared in Han Muye's mind.

Sword refining, sacrificial refining, that big monster of the Cloud Leopard clan named Feng Che refining the long sword.

The Clouded Leopards are considered a powerful race in the southern wilderness, and they run rampant.

Zhongzhou army came.

The Xuanyang Guards in black armor and the Red Flame Army in red armor.

The army is overwhelming, and the monster clan is invincible.

The owner of this sword escaped quickly.

He came to Xijiang because he didn't dare to fight the Zhongzhou army again.

"You go to Xijiang first, we will take out a few Nascent Souls for three major repairs, and then we will arrive."

"This time, we are determined to take down the western border and give all the monster races in the Southern Wilderness a space to migrate."

The big monster who spoke was tall and tall, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"boom--"

That light seemed to be leaking out, hitting Han Muye's mind.

The Nascent Soul and the Three Great Demons are coming!

Han Muye's expression changed, and he was just about to tell Master Tu Sun that there was already a roar in the distant sky.

That sound shook the world.

"Master Tu Sun, you shouldn't have killed me, Fengche from the Cloud Leopard Clan."

The voice resounded thousands of miles away, and the demon shadow had already arrived in front of him.

A long gray claw slapped Master Tu Sun on the head!

Master Tu Sun raised his hand, the sword light all over his body gathered into a line, and the sword edge pierced directly.

"boom--"

The sword light exploded, and Master Tu Sun and Han Muye behind him were knocked back hundreds of feet, and a figure in black robe landed on the spot where Master Tu Sun was standing.

"Feng Hanxiao? Are you still alive?"

Master Tu Sun looked solemnly, looking at the old man opposite.

The old man's face was gloomy, and his cold eyes were fixed on Master Tu Sun: "The old man said back then, when you condense the sword baby, your cultivation speed is much slower than your peers."

"How about today? I'm already at the top of the Nascent Soul's third level, but you're still stuck at the second level."

There was a surging demon light rising from the old man's body, immeasurable coercion, making everyone in a radius of a hundred miles unable to lift their heads.

With the power of one person, the power of a hundred miles, the power of the three great monks of the Nascent Soul of the Heaven Realm, is so terrifying!

Master Tu Sun's face was solemn, and the small blue sword that had been restrained rose from the top of his head, swaying a cold halo.

Enveloped by the sword light, it broke the pressure of the three great demons of the heavenly realm Yuanying on the opposite side, allowing Han Muye, who was stiff all over, to breathe a sigh of relief.

This is the horror of heaven.

Even if you don't do it, it can make it difficult to move under the sky.

In front of such a strong man, I am afraid that it is difficult to find even a chance to make a move.

"Feng Hanxiao, even if your cultivation level is higher than mine, I am confident that I can escape from your hands."

Master Tu Sun stared at the old man in front of him, and said coldly: "As long as you can't stay today, I will go to the Southern Wilderness and kill all your people with one sword strike."

"You know I can do it."

ruthless.

At this time, Master Tu Sun was either a gentle old man who was wandering around among casual cultivators, or the all-powerful No. 1 sword cultivator, or just a mortal with a sword in his hand and a vicious heart.

an eye for an eye.

play hard.

Such people are truly suitable for cultivation.

Han Muye felt that Master Tu Sun deserved to become the number one swordsman in Western Border.

On the opposite side, Feng Hanxiao, the Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm, had a gloomy expression on his face, his eyes fixed on Master Tu Sun, and his aura kept gathering.

On Master Tu Sun, the sword light slowly gathered.

Feng Hanxiao is at the third level of Nascent Soul, the strongest in the western borders, and the grand elder of Lingdao Sect Wanhua Zhenren is also at the third level of Nascent Soul.

Facing the cold wind, Master Tu Sun needs to go all out.

"Master Tu Sun, do you think that this deity will be prepared to kill you when he comes here?"

At this moment, Feng Hanxiao suddenly made a sound.