Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Yunlan is home.

Do immortals have a home?

Have.

There are still very few scattered cultivators who are truly helpless. Most immortal cultivators either rely on their sects or their families, and they can always gather some forces.

But in front of the big forces, these three or five heavenly realms, the power of seven or eight immortals, are not enough to see.

Just like those firms, they seem to be famous among small forces and control many resources.

But in front of the big forces, these firms are just tools.

Countless small forces can only hang under the big sect, become a foreign sect, and exchange their lives for some resources.

These small forces, low-level immortal cultivators, seem to have no home if they have a family.

But after today, it seems to be different.

Above the Yunteng Wasteland, a place called Yunlan City is willing to accept low-level immortal cultivators from all sides, and is willing to accept the entry of small forces.

Take Yunlan as home.

Yunlan City, what qualifications and confidence do you have?

Have.

Yunlan City Yunlan Sword Immortal, one sword at a time, protects the Murong family and travels hundreds of millions of miles to reach Yunlan City.

Along the way, Yunlan Sword Immortal slayed with a single sword, whether it was Dong Xu or Hua Xu, they all bowed their heads under his sword.

One person and one sword, facing Yu Yunlan, the first Taoist sect in the rain-covering immortal world, did not retreat one step, spelling out a bright universe.

Promise a promise, hold the sword upright, protect morality.

This journey of hundreds of millions of miles is a road of seeking the way.

Han Muye returned to Yunlan City, followed by countless immortal cultivators.

If Yunlan City can give them a home, they don't mind entrusting everything here.

When the transmitted fairy light shone, countless figures appeared in Yunlan City.

This new big city also made the eyes of countless people bright.

After the Murong family arrived in Yunlan City, they were properly settled.

This is Han Muye's die-hard supporter, even more loyal than the Sword Sect disciples who came with Zhang Zhenbiao.

After that, the immortal cultivators who came to Yunlan City in an endless stream, although they were not loyal enough to Yunlan City for the time being, but as long as they stayed in the city, they could gradually integrate into it.

This is a city full of countless opportunities.

Han Muye didn't need to come forward in person on these matters.

In the bloody battle all the way, his own swordsmanship has been sharpened, which is greater than the gain of fame and fortune.

Retreat to realize, every battle is constantly circulating in my mind.

A sword cut through the hole, and when the sword light collided with the fairy light, that kind of power worked.

Killing the Longevity Immortal, the sword emerges from the cave, and the space becomes nothing.

The battle with Su Yunzi, the confrontation with Shu Ming Jinxian, the combination of spirit and spirit, turned into a peak sword.

...

Before he knew it, the fighting intent and killing intent on his body were intertwined, and the sword intent was the foundation to make his swordsmanship stronger.

The long-term kendo practice has finally accumulated a lot and became the sustenance for him to move forward.

"Although ordinary swordsmanship is strong, it has drawbacks in the fairy world."

"In the end, the technique is not as good as the law, and the law is not as good as the Tao."

"The way of kendo, the sharpness of the sword is the sharpness of the practice."

"You are undefeated in a hundred battles, you have a sword in your heart, and you are upright."

This time, Han Muye directly retreated for three years.

For three years, he did not step out of the City Lord's Mansion.

In the past three years, his kendo cultivation has undergone earth-shaking changes.

At the beginning, under the suppression of Su Yunzi's envoy Dang Tianfan, his divine soul power was infinitely condensed.

The power of kendo has also been sharpened, and only one sword can break the sky, and Shu Ming Jinxian is undefeated with a sword.

In the past three years, he has continuously absorbed the kendo and comprehension. If he uses the sword again, he is confident that he and Shu Ming Jinxian will be unbeaten and unbeaten in at least ten moves.

The gap between Tianxian and Jinxian is the gap between heaven and earth.

What's more, Han Muye has only entered the Heavenly Immortal for a few years, and he has not even condensed his own cave.

With this kind of cultivation, you can use the swordsmanship to fight with the famous Jinxian strong in the sword sect for ten moves, and outsiders would not dare to think about it.

"Keep the invitation card that Su Yunzi gave you. In the battle of Tianjiao three hundred years later, you need to represent my Sword Sect."

"This is a big opportunity, don't miss it."

When Han Muye left the border, Shu Ming Jinxian was actually in Yunlan City.

According to what he said, Han Muye should probably leave the border.

Shu Ming Jinxian enthusiastically introduced a lot of this elite meeting once every 300 years.

The battle of the elites once every 300 years is not only related to the ranking of the elites of the various elites, but also related to the heyday of the elites of the immortal world.

"The grand meeting was arranged by Daluo Zhoutian God Realm."

"You don't need to know what Daluo Zhoutian is, you just need to know that if you can rank 10,000 at that grand meeting, you can soar into the sky."

Shu Ming Jinxian raised his eyes to look at Yuntao in the distance, and said with a little regret, "I worked hard with all the brothers and sisters back then, and finally ranked after 31,000 at the heyday."

"My strength in the Immortal Realm of Covering Rain in the Immortal Realm of Ten Thousand Squares has always been behind."

Shu Ming Jinxian was not worried that Han Muye would not have a chance to participate in the grand meeting, because with his current combat power, he would definitely stand out in the battle of elites three hundred years later.

This was the first time that Han Muye had heard news about Daluo Zhoutian World from the Immortal Realm population.

The Immortal Realm and the Zhoutian Divine Realm have always been connected.

The news of Zhoutian God Realm can only be known by the top figures among the great forces in the Immortal Realm.

Shu Ming and Jinxian were able to tell Han Muye the news, which was also his recognition.

Of course, even if Shu Ming Jinxian didn't say this, he knew everything.

Shu Ming Jinxian's sword called Yunyun is still in his hand.

From this sword, Han Muye has seen many memory pictures.

Covering the rain fairyland.

other realms.

Even Zhoutian God Realm.

The memory picture of a golden immortal strong man is naturally very exciting.

Jianxian Shu Ming did not say that he would take the sword back, and Han Muye did not say that he would return it.

"Okay." Han Muye nodded lightly.

Zhoutian God Realm will eventually go.

"You went to Yunlan Daozong as a disciple of Jianzong and traveled for hundreds of millions of miles. This is disrespectful to Daozong."

Shu Ming Jinxian looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

Disrespectful to Daozong, but Yang Jianzong's prestige.

If this kind of thing happens a few more times, the old bones of Jianzong will probably be happy.

"It's just that the situation is different now." Shu Ming Jinxian's smile slowly subsided, and then whispered: "Sword Sect and Dao Sect will join hands to deal with the chaos in the Bitter Immortal Territory, as well as the Blood War Sect."

"So, how are you going to punish me?" Han Muye said softly, his expression unchanged.

Back then, in the Profound Sky World West Border Sword Pavilion, the sword pavilion had to cut off the long sword in order to cope with the suppression of all parties.

But now the Sword Sect of the Immortal Realm couldn't sacrifice Han Muye.

Because Jianzong's strength is enough.

Because Han Muye's value is enough.

Among the juniors of the Sword Sect, there are not many who can run through hundreds of millions of miles with a sword like Han Muye.

"Hehe, punishment is naturally necessary."

"You choose."

Shu Ming Jinxian smiled and stretched out his palm.

"The first one, you go to the Jianzong station and retreat for a hundred years."

Closed for a hundred years?

Han Muye would not do this.

He still has to go back to the mortal world and retreat for a hundred years, so he will miss the time.

Seeing Han Muye's expression, Shu Ming Jinxian shook his head and said, "I know that you won't choose to retreat at this time. The second rule is to go to the Taoist sect and practice for fifty years."

fifty years.

For immortal cultivators, fifty years is just a snap of a finger.

But let Han Muye go to Dao Sect to sin and practice, don't even think about it.

With a smile on his face, Shu Ming Jinxian waved his hand and said, "Knowing that you will definitely not choose these two, look at the next few."

"Blood Cliff, Immortal Burial City, and Broken Soul Valley are selected and stationed for ten years."

"Is this to your liking?"

The Three Jedi of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

For outsiders, these places are the most afraid to go.

But for Han Muye, it was the best place to go.

His sword needs to be sharpened between life and death.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye nodded, "When are you going?"

Shu Ming Jinxian waved his hand and said, "It can be within ten years."

Within ten years, and then stationed for another ten years, that's twenty years.

Han Muye calculated that it would be almost ten years before and after he came to the Rain-Blinding Immortal Realm, and adding these twenty years, he would return to the mortal world in thirty years.

This time, just right.

"Do you have a Jiuyuan Pagoda in your hand?"

"It's a rare opportunity to get the Jiuyuan Pagoda."

"Among the Sword Sects, there are many people who want this treasure, so don't hold back."

Han Muye deliberately revealed that he possessed the Jiuyuan Pagoda information in the Daoist land. Now, this pagoda matches his elite status.

At least Shu Ming Jinxian did not say that he would take it away.

As for whether you can hold it, it depends on whether the sword in your hand is strong enough.

Han Muye has always had confidence in his sword.

When Shu Ming and Jinxian left, Han Muye made an agreement with him that he would go to the Temple of Slaying after five years, and then go to one of the three Jedi.

At present, Han Muye has not yet decided where to go.

From the information he saw in some swords, these three places were dangerous places.

It is the place where Jin Xian can die if he is not careful.

After Shu Ming and Jinxian left, Han Muye summoned Zuo Baichou and others to the main hall.

These days, Zuo Baichou presided over the affairs of the city and knew everything about the city.

As for things outside Yunlan City, Xie Chaoyan and others knew more.

The collection of information by the Mora clan is completely unmatched by other clans.

In three years, Yunlan City has become a real big city on the Yunteng Wasteland.

With a resident population of five million, caravans enter and leave every day, and the city has been expanded several times, with a radius of nearly 300 miles.

More than 60 teleportation formations have been built to connect with other cities near and far.

The farthest one is Lulu City, which is 80 million miles away.

Yunlan City has become a legend on the Yunteng Wasteland. In less than ten years, a top-level city has been built.

Of course, the real legend is Yunlan Sword Immortal.

The vigorous development of Yunlan City is inseparable from the undefeated Yunlan Sword Immortal.

It is also inseparable from the turmoil in the entire wasteland and the Bitter Immortal Domain.

"The city owner, the Immortal Demon King of the Bitter Immortal Realm has fallen, the Nirvana Beads are scattered all over the place, and the entire Bitter Immortal Realm is searching."

"All forces have also sent experts to Bitter Immortal Territory."

"The Soaring Heavenly Immortal Demon King has made great progress in cultivation, and has the tendency to unify the Bitter Immortal Realm, and several demon kings have been beheaded."

"Thunder Thief was intercepted and suffered heavy losses."

"The Storm Pirates have withdrawn from the Bitter Immortal Territory, and there are many scattered in the wasteland at present."

Most of the things on the Yunteng Wasteland are related to the Bitter Immortal Domain.

Although what Xie Chaoyan reported was a general trend, it involved business opportunities.

For example, the Bitter Immortal Territory was in turmoil, many treasures were lost, and masters from all over the world intercepted and found many treasures.

Spiritual materials, ores, elixir, and even the bloodline and flesh and blood of the demon race.

This doubled the number of caravans on the wasteland.

Moreover, in the chaos of the Bitter Immortal Territory, many forces quietly delivered various weapons, talismans and medicinal pills.

Since ancient times, the most abundant wealth is war money.

Xie Chaoyan told Han Muye that there was a large-scale trading market in Yunlan City, which specialized in selling slaves from the demon race in the Bitter Immortal Domain.

Don't look at the cruelty of this matter, in fact, for those monsters and monsters, the defeated can save their lives, even if they lose, they can still be sold.

Otherwise, I am afraid that they would have been killed directly.

Similarly, more powerhouses are now gathering in the wasteland, on the one hand to deal with the possible sweep of the Bitter Immortal Territory, and on the other hand to make a fortune quietly.

"If you talk about making a fortune, the city lord has the vision." Zuo Baichou chuckled lightly.

This made everyone in the hall smile.

In a big city where millions of people come and go, the daily transactions are massive.

Whether it's tax collection or other controlled transactions, it's unimaginable wealth.

If it weren't for this huge wealth, Yunlan City would not be able to set up so many teleportation formations.

In the past three years, just setting up the teleportation array has made Zhao Qian array almost exhausted.

Of course, he also made a lot of money.

Yunlan City is different from other places.

Every fairy stone earned here can be used.

No matter if it is Zhang Zhenbiao or Zuo Baichou, all those who follow Han Muye don't need to worry about cultivation resources at all.

Wealth freedom.

In power.

This kind of practice is just fun.

Zhang Zhenbiao's practice in the past three years has also improved rapidly.

"Brother Han, the broken gold stone and flame material you asked me to find are already in the warehouse."

"I also marked the ones I couldn't bring back."

Zhao Chen proudly handed a jade slip to Han Muye.

For three years, his gold-gathering firm has linked the transactions with the Yunteng Wasteland under the rule of Jianzong.

Through Yunlan City, he earned a hundred times more fairy spirit stones than the gold-gathering firm in Yuze Prefecture.

Now the Jujin Commercial Bank over there has shifted its focus to Yunlan City.

Zhao Chen has also become the next big shopkeeper of Jujin Commercial Bank.

Of course, for him now, the mere big shopkeeper really doesn't look down on him.

It's hard to accept.

Han Muye saw from the jade slip that broken gold stones and several other ores that could be eaten by broken gold ants were piled up like mountains in the warehouse.

As for some flames that Jin Huo likes, they have also recovered a lot.

"Okay, you can double these things from the warehouse in exchange for other supplies." Han Muye waved his hand. Put away the jade slip.

Zhao Chen grinned.

Before they knew it, they were no longer worried about wealth.

Thinking of the hardships and anxiety that accompanied Han Muye to the wasteland back then, these days were like a dream.

After hearing the report, they collected some needed materials, and Zuo Baichou and others did their own thing.

Han Muye stood on the main hall and looked up at the list of gods floating in the city.

There are countless remnants of various races in this list of gods.

They are all willing to station in the practice here.

Han Muye did not train them into Taoist soldiers like the Taoist sect.

Thinking of Taoist soldiers, after pondering for a moment, Han Muye raised his hand and threw a golden light into the list of conferred gods.

These are several Taoist practices.

He doesn't need Dao soldiers, but that doesn't mean Yunlan City doesn't.

These loose Shinto practitioners also need it.

Forming a large formation of Dao soldiers, their combat power can be increased countless times.

Han Muye didn't care about putting the magic formula on the Conferred God Ranking.

Whether to practice or not depends on the choice of those remnants.

With a movement, he stepped out of the hall and landed on the bustling street.

On the street, immortal cultivators came and went in a hurry.

Many of them are sword cultivators with swords on their bodies.

No, many of them are fake.

Perhaps he knew that Yunlan City City Lord Han Wudi was a sword immortal, so he brought a sword on purpose when he came to this city?

Han Muye walked along the street, seeing that it was only a small town a few years ago, but now it is a big city covering hundreds of kilometers, and he was quite emotional for a while.

Elixir, elixir, spiritual materials, high-grade ores, various medicinal herbs, weapons, talismans, battle armor...

As long as it is needed in the cultivation world, Han Muye can see it.

However, he also found that there are not many real treasures.

Also, what is needed in the Bitter Immortal Domain and the Wasteland is a lot of consumables, not real treasures.

Those who dare to sell such spiritual treasures to the Bitter Immortal Realm are afraid that they will not be hunted down by the entire human race.

On the avenue, Han Muye also saw many monsters.

Some of these monsters are coolies with hand-held hands on their shoulders, and some have shackles on their bodies and are driven forward.

Walking to a square, you can see monsters everywhere.

Three feet tall, like a city wall-like bull, with a soul-absorbing talisman attached to his body, his entire body is stiff.

A slender leopard soldier in gray and black armor, his hands were locked by fine iron chains.

Four-armed monsters, six-legged beasts, and all kinds of shouts came one after another in the square with a radius of tens of thousands of meters.

"The blue-tailed wolf warriors of the Three Forests, the foundation-building cultivation base, a group of 100 people, 30,000 immortal spirit stones, no counter-offer."

"Jade bone fox clan, five female clan members, half-shaped, and both have a shape, a price of 30 immortal spirit stones, but a small knife, a bag for your own use."

"The elite warriors of the topaz war bull are all from the realm. There are only twenty, and one million immortal spirit stones, not including taxes."

...

Han Muye walked slowly, looking at this cruel but bizarre trading market.

This is the Yunlan City he guards.

But is this transaction guarded by him?

These creatures are all goods in this city.

Although I know that it is valuable to be able to sell it, it is better than directly dying.

But watching these creatures being trafficked, the blood of the beasts in his bones is still surging.

In any case, he himself has the blood of the divine beast.

Walking forward slowly, Han Muye's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Turning his head, in front of a stone platform, dozens of strong men covered in black linen and covered in blood fell down and sat down.

In this trading market, there are still very few human immortal cultivators being trafficked.

Unless it is a thief in the bitter fairyland.

Han Muye squatted down and looked at a strong man curled up on the ground.

"This fellow Taoist is interested in this guy. You can see that his cultivation level is not low. At least he is in the fairyland. If his body is not broken and his soul is damaged, he really can't take it."

A middle-aged man in a gray robe hurried over and spoke with a smile on his face.

Immortal cultivators of the human race are not easy to sell in this market.

After all, they are of the same family, so it is not easy to enslave them, and many immortal cultivators are unwilling to buy them.

The best sellers are those glamorous banshees.

Run.

"They were all captured in the Bitter Immortal Realm?" Han Muye asked lightly.

His voice made the huddled man with his eyes closed suddenly open them.

Seeing Han Muye's face, the big man's eyes widened.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Mingjian, they were all obtained from the Kuxian Realm." The gray-robed middle-aged man hurriedly replied.

The human race captured in Kuxianyu is different from those captured in other places.

Only the creatures in the Kuxian Realm can be sold as goods, not in other places.

"He, I want it."

Han Muye stood up and spoke lightly.

Although he was dressed plainly and did not reveal his cultivation, but after a long period of retreat, his demeanor as a strong man was revealed inadvertently.

Standing there at this moment, just speaking, people dare not look directly.

Hearing his words, the gray-robed middle-aged man showed joy on his face, and was even more ready to ask for a price, when the huddled man said: "My brothers, you should buy it too."

He looked up at Han Muye: "I was your defeat back then, my life should have been yours."

"My brothers, I want to take them with me."

with.

His words made everyone around look up at Han Muye.

Some people stared wide-eyed, while others showed confusion.

"And him." The big man stretched out his finger and pointed to the blood-stained cultivator whose breath was so weak that it was on the verge of death.

"Please save him."

The big man looked at Han Muye.

Seeing that Han Muye had no words, the big man said in a low voice, "He is different from us."

"Okay." Han Muye finally said.

The big man showed joy on his face, with a hint of relaxation flashing in his tired eyes, he let out a low breath.

The gray-robed middle-aged man beside him was even more smiling.

This is a big business.

He hurriedly beckoned, and asked a guy behind him to come over and mutter a few words.

The guy turned and ran.

After a while, a group of seven or eight immortal cultivators of different shapes walked quickly.

"Haha, fellow daoist, are you interested in the goods from my Zhulong Trading Company?"

"Come on, let's talk in detail, talk in detail."

Walking in the front was a tall and strong gray-haired old man in a gray-black brocade robe.

Seeing Han Muye, the old man suddenly frowned slightly.

"Han, Brother Han?" A voice from beside him exclaimed.

The wide-eyed Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye with a dazed look on his face.

Hearing his voice, the old man was shocked, and looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, it turns out that Fellow Daoist Han is in person."

"Old man Chen Zhulong is the big shopkeeper of this Zhulong firm."

He stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Chen's shoulder, and said with a smile, "This old man and Shopkeeper Zhao have never been friends."

Han Muye looked at Zhao Chen, then nodded.

Build a dragon.

Candle Dragon.

Ancient mythical beast.

This is a ferocious beast that is as famous as the phoenix unicorn.

"It turned out to be Senior Zhulong."

"I want to buy them all, and ask senior to make an offer." Han Muye said softly.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Chen Zhulong smiled and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Han is in person, then these people will see you off."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the immortal cultivators who came with him rushed forward, and the runes flashed, uncovering the talismans suppressed by the captured humans.

Without the talisman suppression, many people could struggle to get up.

The big man curled up on the ground also stretched his muscles and turned his head to look at the man who had been lying still.

"Senior, friendship is friendship, and business is business." Han Muye waved his hand, then looked at Zhao Chen.

"Zhao Chen, help me negotiate this business with Senior Zhulong."

"Don't let senior suffer."

Hearing his words, Zhao Chen grinned and said, "I know."

Han Muye nodded to Chen Zhulong, then moved and disappeared in the same place.

Seeing him leave, Zhao Chen turned his head to look at Chen Zhulong: "Brother Chen, how about it, my eldest brother is always forthright, if you come to Yunlan City to do business, you will never suffer."

Chen Zhulong nodded, narrowed his eyes, and looked in the direction Han Muye left.

...

"Zhulong Trading Company is the number one trading firm under Tianyaomen's rule. The chief shopkeeper of the firm, Chen Zhulong, is said to be extremely powerful in combat, and has the power of the blood of divine beasts. He can run rampant in both the Kuxian Domain and Tianyaomen."

"Zhulong Trading Company should have participated in the turmoil in Kuxianyu, but it's hard to say which side it belongs to."

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Zuo Baichou reported in a low voice.

"Zhao Chen values ​​the strength of Zhulong Trading Company, and is trying his best to make friends."

"If this firm really settles in Yunlan City, it will be good for us."

"Tianyaomen, the strength is not bad."

Seeing Han Muye sitting still, Zuo Baichou said in a low voice.

Tianyao Gate.

Bitter Immortal Domain.

Han Muye tapped lightly on the table in front of him.

He was going to the Bitter Immortal Realm.

The legacy of the Cangyun Immortal Lord should be in the Kuxian Realm, and now that the Kuxian Realm is in turmoil, it is a good opportunity to sneak in quietly.

For him, the legacy of a fairy is also an opportunity related to the future.

If you can get online with Zhulong Trading Company, you can indeed enter the realm of bitter immortals silently.

"Chang Linhui has seen Yunlan Sword Immortal."

But after a while, Zhao Chen led those immortal cultivators who bought in the market to the main hall, and the big man who followed behind him bowed towards Han Muye.

Chang Linhui, the thirty-seventh commander of the Gale Wind Bandits, was captured by Han Muye on the Fuliao Wasteland, outside the Fire City.

Zhang Zhenbiao and the others were blamed for only capturing Chang Linhui but not all the Gale Wind Bandits.

Zhao Chen and the others were all implicated by this matter, so they had no choice but to come to the wasteland.

Speaking of this matter, Zhao Chen looked at Chang Linhui again, and his face was a little weird.

"Looking at it this way, you are a lucky general."

Fu will.

If it wasn't for Chang Linhui, how could they have such a happy life today?

Chang Linhui was captured and sent to Yunlu City, where he was supposed to continue to be detained.

Later, Gale Bandits gathered on the wasteland, and the five deacons and elders in Yunlu City had different opinions. After some manipulation, Chang Linhui was released back unscathed.

Chang Linhui didn't linger any longer, and went straight back to the realm of bitter immortals.

Only last year, after the fall of the Immortal and Demon King Huntian, they were completely dispersed, and Chang Linhui was seriously injured and captured again.

This tossing and turning made everyone in the hall feel a little bit embarrassed.

Han Muye relied on Jianzong, Zuo Baichou and others attached to him, so that they could go smoothly and rise rapidly.

And Chang Linhui went around and was still a prisoner.

Perhaps it is the sorrow of low-level cultivators.

Without the support of big forces, it is really extremely difficult.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, Chang and these brothers will work hard for you from now on." Chang Linhui bowed towards Han Muye.

The Gale Bandit has become a thing of the past, those who were broken up were bought by Han Muye, and they can stay in Yunlan City, which is much better than others.

"I said before that Yunlan City is the home of the homeless immortal cultivators in the world. If Gaifeng Pirates have nowhere to live, I, Yunlan City, can accept them."

Han Muye nodded and looked at Chang Linhui: "But once you enter Yunlan City, you have to abide by the rules of Yunlan City."

"The name of Gale Wind Bandit can no longer be given."

Gale Pirates is already a thing of the past.

Chang Linhui and the others had complex expressions on their faces.

But that's the reality.

"I will pass on the words of the Lord City Master to those old brothers." Chang Linhui cupped his hands, pondered for a while, and said softly: "We will be called Blast Guard from now on."

Gale Guard.

Bitter Immortal Territory is for robbers, and Yunlan City is for defense.

"Okay, from now on you can guard your subordinates in the city and form a patrol army." Han Muye nodded.

The guarding force of Yunlan City is seriously insufficient, and they dare not expand too much.

Zhang Zhenbiao's cultivation base and combat power were still far behind.

Having a military guard composed of Gale Wind Bandits can increase the combat power in the city.

"City Lord, Qin Liuye is the one who was struck by the thunder. If he can save him, I ask the City Lord to help." Chang Linhui glanced around, then lowered his voice, and said.

Purple Lightning, Thunder, and Gale.

The three thieves in the bitter fairyland.

Zidian is fast, thunder is brave, and the wind is numerous.

It is said that there are only a few hundred Thunder Pirates, but they are powerful.

It's just that recently it is said that Thunder Pirates have also been hit hard.

"Sixth Master Qin?" Han Muye looked at the figure being carried by the group of blast guards.

"If Sixth Master Qin wants to survive, Han can do it."

"But if Sixth Master Qin doesn't have the will to survive, Han doesn't need to be a good person in vain."

Han Muye's voice was very soft, echoing in the hall.

The curled up figure moved slightly and got up slowly.

His face was full of bruises, mottled with blood, and the beard and hair between his head and face were tangled up, making it almost impossible to see his face clearly.

But as long as he got up, he could see the faint aura condensed on his body.

Although he was dressed in single clothes, blood and bravery emerged.

This is a master.

It's not how high the cultivation base is, it's the combat experience shown, which is not comparable to outsiders.

strong.

Jinglei Pirates can traverse the Kuxian Realm with the strength of no more than a hundred people, which is indeed extraordinary.

"I have been in the Immortal Realm of Thunder and Pirates for hundreds of thousands of years. My brothers and sisters are united and share weal and woe."

"Now, it's falling apart, brothers are killing each other, I, Qin Zhaoyuan, just live, what's the point..."

Qin Zhaoyuan, who staggered to his feet, had a hoarse voice, full of despair.

"Sixth Master, if it wasn't for you, Chang and these brothers would have died." Chang Linhui looked at Qin Zhaoyuan, and then said softly, "You also know the reputation of Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Sixth Master, if Jinglei has other brothers who are lost, I am afraid that only Yunlan Sword Immortal will be able to rescue them."

rescue?

Qin Zhaoyuan was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Han Muye who was facing upwards.

"Om—"

A strong bloody aura spread directly from his body.

In the hall, blood surged instantly.

A phantom of a purple war lion emerged, roaring towards the sky, and rushed towards Han Muye.

"Ancient Purple Lightning Lion? So it's this bloodline."

Han Muye whispered and raised his hand a little.

A sword light shot straight out and hit the lion's forehead.

The lion's figure exploded directly, and the blood all over the hall dissipated.

Qin Zhaoyuan stared at Han Muye: "Jianxian Yunlan, if you can help me rescue the eldest sister, I will bow my head back to the thunder thief, and only you will follow."

Han Muye waved his hand and shook his head, "Not enough."

The person who can capture the eldest sister of the Thunder Thief must be the big demon in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

Han Muye was not interested in confronting the big monster in the Bitter Immortal Domain just for a promise.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Qin Zhaoyuan's eyes were deep, he pondered for a moment, and said softly.

No sound.

But Han Muye's words came from his ears: "Sword Immortal Yunlan, I was hunted down by the Immortal Demon King Xiangtian after I discovered the place where an Immortal Lord returned to his death."

"If you can help us rescue the eldest sister, we will give it to the place where Xianjun returns to the ground."

Xianjun returned to the land of fall?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.