Han Muye felt an indescribable depression gathering in his heart, making him uncomfortable.

He flew up and turned to look at the forest behind him.

"Senior Master Tu Sun, Yuntai Daozong is under siege, are we just going to watch like this?"

His high-pitched voice could be heard ten miles away.

Below, countless practitioners looked up at him.

Li San looked at Han Muye.

She didn't understand why Han Muye came forward now.

Today, no one can save Yuntai Daozong.

"Han Muye, who do you think you are?" A cold voice came, and a young man in a green robe with a sword on his back flew up and hung quietly in the air.

Green robe, long sword, sword intent soaring into the sky.

An elite descendant of the Taiyi Sword Sect, Sun Jinshi is blameless.

"You Jiuxuan Sword Sect is not responsible for the fall of Fengshou Mountain, but now you are here to ask why you watched Yuntai Dao Sect being besieged."

Sun Jinshi had a sneer on his face and stared at Han Muye: "If you have the ability, go and rescue Yuntai Daozong yourself."

Hearing Sun Jinshi's words, countless practitioners below shook their heads.

The defeat of Fengshou Mountain was due to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, but also to the arrival of the Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness. The Western Frontier was unable to support the defense line and could only retreat.

But what Sun Jinshi said was right. If we were to find the culprit, it would naturally be the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

Han Muye glanced at Sun Jinshi, then looked at the long sword on his back, and said lightly: "It turns out that he is also a guy like Tang Er."

His words made Sun Jinshi's complexion change, and he unsheathed his long sword behind his back with a "cang clang" sound.

Han Muye ignored him and turned into a stream of light.

"Senior Master Tu Sun, this junior is brave and invites you to go to Yuntai Dao Sect. Do you dare to go with us?"

Han Muye roared loudly, the sound echoing for hundreds of miles!

Invite the number one sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang to go to Yuntai Dao Sect!

He also asked if he dared to go with us!

This loud shout made all the practitioners on Yunchao Ridge widen their eyes.

Madman or fool?

Sun Jinshi stared, gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand showed a sharp edge.

"court death!"

He raised his hand and stabbed Han Muye with his sword light.

It is true that Master Tu Sun is the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang.

But even the number one sword cultivator in Western Territory would not dare to face several Southern Wilderness monsters at the same time.

Han Muye is not inviting the Yuntai Taoist Sect to be rescued now. He is clearly inviting Master Tu Sun to die!

"roll."

Just when Sun Jinshi's sword light was stabbing Han Muye, Li San below raised his hand and struck out with his sword, directly scattering Sun Jinshi's sword light.

"Just because you don't have the guts to go doesn't mean others won't go."

Li San drew his long sword and shouted loudly: "Li Xixi of Jiuxuan Sword Sect is willing to go to——"

Her body turned into a ray of green light and followed Han Muye to Yuntai Daozong.

Ahead, streaks of demonic light rose.

Those are the masters of the realm among the demon clan who rushed to the sky to block the sword light.

In the distance, there are three demonic lights that cover the sky and the earth, turning into pillars of smoke.

"Master Tu Sun, do you have the courage to come?"

The sound was like thunder, roaring and exploding.

Then, there is a long smile.

What about the number one sword cultivator in Western Xinjiang?

At this time, don’t you have to shrink your head obediently?

Throughout Yunchao Ridge, all the Xijiang cultivators gritted their teeth.

But no one wanted Master Tu to take action.

There are only four heavenly cultivators in Western Xinjiang.

If Master Tu Sun doesn't take action, it can still serve as a deterrent.

Once he takes action, he will be surrounded by three strong men of the same level, with no hope of victory at all.

Regardless of whether Master Tu Sun died or was seriously injured, it was a critical situation for Xijiang.

"Master, you must not go!" Sun Jinshi, who looked pale, turned around and shouted.

"Can't go?"

In the void, Master Tu Sun's voice sounded.

Wearing a green Taoist robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and a polished sword on his back, Master Tu Sun didn't look as slovenly as he did yesterday.

“Where not to go?”

Master Tu Sun took a thousand-foot step, and thunder surged around his body, and the sword light turned into crisscrossing dragons.

"This is the residence of Yuntai Taoist Sect in Xijiang. I, a monk from Xijiang, cannot go there?"

"Or are you saying that there is no place in this world that I, Master Tu Sun, can't go to?"

Master Tu Sun took one step at a time and traveled hundreds of miles in an instant.

"Haha, good time!"

A long smile came from the cloud pillar transformed by the Great Demon of Nanhuang, and then three cloud pillars crashed into Master Tu Sun.

"Boy, you ask me if I dare to go there, and see if I dare."

Master Tu Sun smiled and raised his hand to draw the long sword from behind. The sword light swept away and the dragon shadow flew out instantly.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Tianlong."

Lieyang Palace Palace Swordsmanship, Tianlong.

Han Muye had seen this type of swordsmanship from Jianwan.

The ten thousand-foot-long heavenly dragon wrapped around the wind and thunder and crashed directly into the big demon cloud pillar blocking the front.

The cloud pillar was knocked open, revealing a large man covered in scales and with horns on his head.

The big man held a long ax in his hand and slashed towards Tianlong.

The other two cloud pillars hit Master Tu Sun from the left and right sides.

Master Tu Sun laughed loudly, and an illusory long sword appeared above his head.

"Boy, what's the difference between the Soul Sword inherited by your sword pavilion and this sword of mine?"

He asked in his mouth, and the long sword above his head slashed towards the cloud pillar on the left.

"boom--"

This soul sword seems to be sharper than the swordsman Tianlong. It cuts through the cloud pillar with one sword, causing the green-robed demon clan holding the wooden staff to retreat in succession.

At this time, the monster cloud pillar on the far right has enveloped Master Tu Sun's head. A tall man wearing black half-length armor smiled and said: "Master Tu Sun, what other methods do you have?"

Master Tu Sun's expression remained unchanged, but Han Muye moved and landed beside Master Tu Sun.

"Since it is the junior who invites the senior to go with him, I should do my best to help the senior take action."

Above Han Muye's head, an illusory sword appeared, instantly matching Master Tu Sun's Soul Sword.

"boom--"

The two swords combined and exploded with endless brilliance!

The big demon who was still able to resist was slashed hundreds of miles away with a sword, and retreated in defeat after vomiting blood.

The power of this sword is several times greater than before!

"There is a sword in my sword pavilion that can defeat the heavenly realm for a hundred breaths."

"I'm also very curious about what this sword will look like in the hands of a strong man in the Heaven Realm today." Han Muye looked at Master Tu Sun and said softly: "Senior, please bring out the sword."

Master Tu Sun laughed, turned to look at the big demon on the right who was trying to escape, and then looked at Han Muye: "Boy, your swordsmanship is better than mine. I will let you use this sword."

As his words fell, the illusory long sword with endless brilliance solidified and landed on Han Muye's head, hanging quietly high.

Infinite brilliance burst out from Han Muye's eyes, and the long sword above his head trembled slightly according to his thoughts.
Chapter completed!