"boom--"

The sound of roaring and exploding resounded between heaven and earth.

With his feet on the earth, Han Muye can feel the joy of the world in Western Xinjiang.

Moving forward step by step, the sword light on Han Muye slowly condensed.

Since entering the Jiuxuan Mountain Sword Pavilion, he has practiced countless swordsmanship.

After that, he went to the Southern Wilderness, to Zhongzhou, to the outside world, until this time in the East China Sea, he fought with Mo Yuan and his Ten Thousand Swords Guizong.

Mo Yuan's Ten Thousand Swords Guizong stayed on the third level.

Han Muye's understanding of Wan Jian's return to the clan has already surpassed Mo Yuan's.

After the battle with Mo Yuan, Han Muye gained more understanding of his swordsmanship.

As he walked forward step by step, phantoms appeared on his body.

Wind, gentle and agile, can be used as a sword.

Wind vein swordsmanship, light and agile.

The clouds hang high in the sky and can be rolled up and down at will. They can be used as swords.

Yunmai Swordsmanship, Jiu Shu.

The earth is thick and the mountains and rivers carry it, and it can be used as a sword.

Earth Vein Swordsmanship, Chengshan.

…

Each step is a new sword practice.

There is no way of swordsmanship in this world. With more people practicing swordsmanship, there are countless ways of swordsmanship.

After traveling thousands of miles, thousands of shadows of swordsmanship gathered around Han Muye.

At this moment, all the power of heaven and earth in Western Xinjiang is gathered together.

If you are before the Taoist War, with this, you can directly enter the semi-saint realm and step into the realm of immortals.

No one in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world dares to touch it.

There are thousands of swords and shadows, none of which can defeat him.

Who dares to move lightly against such a strong person?

The sword was banished to immortality, and from then on, it soared through the nine heavens and returned to the immortal realm!

When Han Muye traveled 80,000 miles and reached the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain, the phantom of the sword above his head had already reached a height of 100,000 feet, stretching the sky and the earth.

When you set foot on Jiuxuan Mountain, you can hear the roar between heaven and earth.

The sky-supporting sword condensed into the figure of a great monk in a robe with long sleeves, a high crown on his head, and a sword at his waist.

Until Han Muye stepped into the sword pavilion, the shadow disappeared, and news came from Jiuxuan Mountain.

The Immortal of Xijiang Sword Dao has evolved hundreds of thousands of sword techniques based on his own cultivation, which is condensed outside the Jiuxuan Mountain Sword Pavilion. All sword cultivators can come and learn the sword techniques.

Han Muye, the banished immortal of swordsmanship, retreated to the third floor of the sword pavilion to attack the supreme heavenly realm!

Transformation into gods and cultivation, the place where Tao fights, the ultimate combat power.

In Western Xinjiang, soon there will be a great monk who can participate in the top battles of Taoism.

Along with the news from Jiuxuan Mountain, there was also the incident of Han Muye's sword pressing down on the East China Sea and suppressing the eight counties in the southeast of Zhongzhou.

The wind direction in Western Xinjiang changes instantly.

The old looseness disappeared, and Han Muye, the banished immortal of swordsmanship, became a respected figure in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world.

Jiuxuan Mountain has finally become a well-deserved holy land of swordsmanship.

Countless sword cultivators climbed to Jiuxuan Mountain and learned swordsmanship outside the sword pavilion.

No one dared to disturb Han Muye who was in seclusion.

Everyone is waiting for the first deity overhaul in Western Xinjiang to appear.

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Suwei World.

A 100-foot flying boat flew over.

Han Muye, wearing a white robe, fell outside the sky.

Several great monks flew over and bowed to salute.

One day later, Han Muye drove away with a ten-foot flying sword.

Baizhang Feizhou is a practitioner who stays in the Suwei world and comes from the Gu family in the late Ming Dynasty in the Qingyou realm. He will establish a business in the Suwei world and trade with the Suwei world.

Both parties are prosperous in swordsmanship and have many resources to call upon.

According to the calculations of several sword cultivators who followed Han Muye, it would only take a hundred years for the Gu family to rise again by trading with Suwei World.

Of course, this only counts their business transactions.

They did not count Han Muye, who left alone with the repaired Dao sword.

Dao sword.

The Taoist sword had been repaired, refined by Han Muye, and then driven away.

The power of the Dao sword is not that one sword can break an entire world like the Lingbao, but that the space within it is huge and it can gather the power of one sect and one sect to run rampant in thousands of worlds.

Han Muye calculated that if he gathered a hundred thousand sword cultivators with this Taoist sword and then used the Zhoutian Sword Formation, even Taozu would be able to resist.

The Dao sword refined by the power of a sect in the fairy world, the Zhoutian Sword Formation inherited from the last three days, plus a hundred thousand sword cultivators, such power is indeed rare in the world.

After riding the Dao sword and flying for three months, Han Muye finally came to a desolate and gloomy realm.

Countless fragmented meteorites, with various forces intertwined within them.

Standing outside the realm, Han Muye saw an alien beast with the cultivation level of the Earth Realm being grasped by a black claw and pulled into the illusion.

"boom--"

A meteorite with a radius of ten miles hit Han Muye head-on.

The meteorite was extremely fast and arrived in an instant, roaring and shattering the surrounding void.

Han Muye stood where he was, his expression unchanged.

"call--"

The meteorite rubbed his body and flew away, falling on a star in the distance and smashing it into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Han Muye smiled on his face.

Light burst out from his eyes, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared.

There are no strange beasts, no meteorites, and no stars.

There is only a fragmented void.

This is the dike.

He now has to travel through this place filled with illusions.

Taking one step forward, Han Muye's expression changed.

Within the dam, all forces are in chaos.

Even his swordsmanship was suppressed.

The sword in your hand can only kill enemies within three feet.

No wonder those great monks didn't dare to cross the embankment.

The stronger a person is, the more he needs to rely on the power of heaven and earth.

How many strong people in the world derive all their strength from themselves?

It just so happens that Han Muye is one.

As soon as the sword light moved, the Dao sword turned into a five-foot sword in his hand, and the refined blood of the divine beast Baxia emerged from his body.

There are intertwined Kui Niu spirit patterns on his chest, and behind him is the phantom of Ba Xia. Holding a big sword, Han Muye walked forward quickly.

"Roar--"

With a roar, a ten-foot-long beast with two heads and four legs, dark horns on its head, tusks over two feet long, and a body covered with dense scales and armor slammed into Han Muye.

The beast's power is tyrannical, its speed is fast, and its body is filled with evil energy.

"Snapped--"

With a flick of its long tail, the alien beast shattered a ten-foot-long meteorite blocking the way and bit into Han Muye.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and swung down the big sword in his hand.
To be continued...