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404, half-way interception, one sword's cold light for three hundred miles(2/3)

His cultivation is at the seventh level of out-of-body cultivation, and he is the enshrinement of the Xuanyang Guard.

His mission is to contact Xuanyang Guard Commander Lu Yang and convey Mr. Makino's message.

Originally, he was somewhat resistant to the idea that a great Confucian and Taoist master would send out such offerings of his own.

But the news Lu Yang told him was really shocking.

The Xuanyang Guard has deployed 30% of its elite troops, and the Imperial City's Red Flame Army has three million troops on standby at any time. All the powerful men above the Heaven Realm are on standby, waiting for Mr. Makino's order.

Isn’t this Grand Master Makino the Grand Master of Confucianism and Taoism? How is he qualified to mobilize all Xuanyang Guards and Red Flame Army?

In the world, the only people with such power are Wen Xiang and Wu Hou, right?

Han Muye waved his hand and everyone exited the cabin.

Everyone looked at each other and dispersed.

In the cabin, Han Muye slowly stood up. His clothes turned into pure white martial arts uniforms, with tight cuffs and a jade belt around his waist.

Behind the back, the sword case is slung across the back.

From this moment on, he is swordsman Han Muye.

Xijiang Kendo banishes immortals, Han Muye.

Whether it is Confucianism, Taoism or Alchemy, they are all methods of his practice.

Just like Patriarch Tao Ran, he made alchemy and read books all to make the sword in his hand stronger.

"Woo——"

Ahead, the sound of horns spread.

On the deck, the Xuanyang Guards and the Red Flame Army spread out instantly, the red and black reflecting each other like charcoal fire.

The big boats were rowing apart and the waves were rolling.

Yunshen Gorge is in sight.

"The Southeast Dao Sect Chongming Temple held a banquet in Yunshen Gorge, and invited Crown Prince Yun Ding and Grand Master Makino to come -"

There was a sound in the void.

The heaven and earth shook, and the flow of the great river stopped.

This is a manifestation of the power of heaven and earth being suppressed, similar to the Tao realm.

But now is an opportunity for Dao struggle, and even the Semi-Saint Dao Domain cannot take advantage of it.

Not a semi-saint, but a heavenly realm, a top heavenly realm monk.

Show off your power.

As soon as it came, the top heavenly realm overhaul took action, which was obviously shocking.

On the deck, Gongsun Qingfeng pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

All the Xuanyang Guards and the Red Flame Army are also ready.

"This matter can't be solved..." An old man wearing Taoist robes stood on the third floor of the cabin and spoke softly.

In him, the power of a great monk in the heavenly realm surges.

"Hey, the Southeast Gate has become so arrogant that even the prince dares to block the way when he inspects the East China Sea." Another big man wearing a black robe and carrying two swords showed a worried look on his face.

Beside them, there were many practitioners, all with solemn expressions.

Originally, they entered the East China Sea to protect the crown prince.

According to their imagination, all the difficulties lie in the East China Sea.

Whether it's the unruly sword cultivators or the rampant spirit-armored demon clan, we'll have to wait until the East China Sea.

But who would have thought that just 50,000 miles away from the imperial city, the southeast gate would dare to block the road from the river.

This shows no regard for the majesty of the Tianxuan Dynasty!

"Hmph, regardless of the general trend of the Taoist struggle, the Southeast Taoist Gate should be destroyed!" A master master in Confucian robes snorted coldly, with awe-inspiring energy surging around his body.

The others looked at each other but did not answer.

Before the Taoist war, Confucian and Taoist masters suppressed Tianxuan, and the Southeast Taoist sect could be destroyed with just one word.

When the Taoists are fighting, the great power is not revealed, and the masters of Confucianism and Taoism are all outside the sky. What can we do to destroy the Southeast Taoist sect?

"Let's wait for Grandmaster Makino to make a decision." Someone shook his head and spoke in a low voice.

This inspection of the East China Sea was said to be led by the Crown Prince, but in fact it was Grand Master Makino who was in charge.

Grandmaster Makino has the final say in everything.

When Grand Master was in retreat, Sword Tiger Huang Zhihu was also in charge.

But, can the great master of Confucianism and Taoism compete with the powerful masters of Southeast Taoism?

Wang Muyang, the Half-Saint, all returned in defeat.

On the deck, Yun Dang, who was standing in front, turned to look at Huang Zhihu: "Zhihu, tell me, how will your adoptive father respond?"

How does your adoptive father deal with it?

Huang Zhihu pondered, and after a moment, he shook his head and said: "Based on my understanding of him, if he were in Western Xinjiang, I would have killed him with one sword."

Speaking of this, she smiled and said: "But in Western Xinjiang, no one dares to face the swordsmanship and banish the immortal like this."

In Western Xinjiang, who dares to block the way of swordsmanship to banish the immortal Han Muye?

court death.

Yun Duan opened her mouth, looked forward, and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, this is not Xijiang."

The scene of that night came to mind. She lowered her head and looked at the water: "Here, there is only the great scholar Makino, who practices Confucianism and Taoism, not swordsmanship——"

"call out--"

The sword flashed and the sound of the sword roar interrupted Yun Duan's words.

A blue long sword flew out from the cabin on the top floor of the ship, turned into a sword of ten thousand feet, and slashed into the void.

"boom--"

The sword light envelops the sword energy, roars and vibrates, and breaks through the Yunshen Gorge three hundred miles away.

One sword's cold light reaches three hundred miles!

Without saying a word, the sword responds!

On the deck, Yun Dang's eyes widened and she clenched her fists.

He is actually like this!

Behind Yun Duan, Gongsun Qingfeng's shoulders trembled as he pressed the hilt of his sword, and light burst out from his eyes.

This sword is too strong!

It's not that the sword light from three hundred miles away is so strong, but that when this sword is slashed, there are countless sword lights and auras three hundred miles away, and none of them can block it!

There are countless great monks from the Southeast Dao Sect, but no one can block this sword!

The best swordsman in the world!

Gongsun Qingfeng suddenly remembered that when his uncle returned, he once said that there was a great sword cultivator in Tianxuan Confucianism who was extremely powerful and not inferior to him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Gongsun Qingfeng originally thought that Gongsun was talking about Qin Suyang.

At this moment, Gongsun Qingfeng finally understood that what Gongsun was talking about was clearly the great master of Muye, the banished immortal of Xijiang Kendo, Han Muye!

"boom--"

The sword light moved forward like a dragon, and countless sword lights collided with the spiritual light, but they could not be stopped at all.

The power of this sword brings great fortune to the mountains and rivers. Every time it advances, its strength becomes stronger.

Three hundred miles away, on the Yunshen Gorge, an old man in military uniform bowed: "Tao Wusi, the righteous god of Yunshen Gorge, thanks Mr. Tao for the Sword of the Great Dao!"

The sword of the avenue.

This sword is the gathering of the power of Tianxuan Shinto, coercing the power of all Shinto practitioners up and down the river.

When the sword light fell, the curved and narrow Yunshen Gorge suddenly collapsed and turned into a wide water area.

The power of mountains and rivers.

Han Muye stood on the roof of the cabin, watching the sword light dissipate with a calm expression.

This is practice.

His sword didn't use much force, but no one could stop it.

Because this sword gathers the power of the divine way up and down the river, it triggers the power of the water veins that has been accumulated for countless years.

The water can be strong or slow, and it can gather energy to destroy the sky and the earth.

No matter how strong those Taoist monks are, they can't stop this sword that is consistent with Tianxuan's way of heaven.
To be continued...
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