Three hundred thousand miles is not that far, and it doesn't take long to fly with all your strength.

By the time a group of immortal cultivators arrived near Seven Star City, the battle between Han Muye and Xu Qiming had already begun.

This battle took place in the wasteland three thousand miles outside Seven Star City. Two strong swordsmen clashed with each other in swordsmanship. The cloud energy of three thousand miles was attracted and turned into a strong wind.

The sound of roaring and cracking never stopped, and the strong wind swept the sword light, spreading and crisscrossing between the heaven and the earth.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the final outcome was unknown.

But Han Muye was invited to Qixing City by Xu Qiming. It is said that they had a very happy conversation and even exchanged swords with each other.

Han Muye traded that low-grade spiritual treasure for Xu Qiming's long sword of better quality.

At the same time, the city lord of Seven Star City also came and reached an agreement with Zuo Baichou, who was accompanying Han Muye. Seven Star City and Yunlan City became allies and built a teleportation array to connect them.

With such an agreement and exchange, outsiders speculated that Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi must have convinced Qiming Sword Immortal with his sword skills.

It's a pity that until Han Muye left Seven Star City, no definite news came, and no one knew the outcome.

"Brother, Han Wudi went to Luojia City to challenge. What do you think are the chances of defeating Luojia City's Mingjian Sword Immortal?" In the main hall of Seven Star City, City Lord Du Shang looked at Xu Qiming, who was wearing a green robe and had a calm expression.

"The Mingjing Sword Immortal is one point stronger than me. With the swordsmanship shown by Junior Brother Han, I think I can win." Xu Qiming said softly.

Duchamp was slightly startled by his words.

Xu Qiming turned his head and looked at Du Shang: "You just want to know who won the battle between me and Junior Brother Han, right?"

These words made Duchamp reach out and touch his head in embarrassment.

"There is no need to care about victory or defeat. Junior Brother Han's swordsmanship is far above mine. He is the absolute elite among the descendants of my Xuanling Sword Sect."

"I gained a lot from my battle with him and was inspired by him. I am ready to retreat for enlightenment."

Xu Qiming shook his head, his aura tightened, his body moved, and he disappeared into the hall.

"Congratulations, senior brother..." Du Shang watched him leave with a trace of envy on his face.

"Among the descendants of the Sword Sect, although there have been many strong men recently, there seems to be no one like this one. Could it be that he was a hidden figure in the sect before?"

Duchamp whispered, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

However, he was still very concerned about Han Muye going to Luojia City to fight against the Ming-casting Sword Immortal.

Two days later, news came that the Mingjing Sword Immortal of Luojia City accepted the challenge of Han Wudi, the Yunlan Sword Immortal of Yunlan City.

The place for the battle between the two was chosen at Mingtang Mountain, eight thousand miles outside Luojia City.

There are few mountains in the wilderness. This peak is only three hundred feet tall, and it is already the highest mountain in the surrounding area thousands of miles away.

Powerful people from all sides who got the news came in droves.

"boom--"

Just when they arrived outside Mingtang Mountain, the roar of sword lights clashing could already be heard in the void.

The collision of the black and white sword lights caused turmoil in the immortal energy, creating a chaotic space that even the gods could not detect.

It seems that these two people are fighting against each other because they don't want to be investigated by outsiders.

This is normal.

Just like what happened outside Yunlan City before, Han Muye recruited strong men from all sides to watch the battle. That was very rare.

The battle between Han Wudi and Zhu Ming Sword Fairy lasted for a day, and in the end Qianzhang Mingtang Mountain collapsed, and Zhu Ming Sword Fairy was defeated and surrendered.

But Han Wudi also said that Zhu Ming Sword Immortal's swordsmanship is pure and there is still a lot of room for improvement in combat power. Given time, it will definitely soar to the sky.

He also commented on Zhu Ming Sword Immortal's own swordsmanship, several of which made Zhu Ming Sword Immortal nod excitedly.

At this time, the battle has ended, the surrounding clouds and waves have dispersed, and the spiritual thoughts are no longer isolated.

The news of this scene made many powerful people sigh.

The back wave surges, which is really the law in the world of immortality.

Another veteran swordsman was used as a stepping stone.

The Mingjing Sword Immortal took out a mid-grade spiritual treasure in exchange for the sword in Han Muye's hand, and then Luojia City and Yunlan City formed an alliance to connect the teleportation array.

Under the attention of countless people, Yunlan Sword Immortal once again embarked on the road of challenge.

Three years.

In three years, Han Muye challenged more than fifty kendo masters, some of whom were kendo masters who were famous for thousands of miles, and some were kendo masters who were in charge of one side.

Han Muye fought against these kendo seniors without losing a single one.

In three years, the name of Han Muye and Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi spread throughout the Yunteng Wasteland with the full efforts of Yulu Trading Company and the secret propaganda of the Moluo clan.

Photos of several of his battles were circulated, and they all fell into the hands of major forces from all sides.

Many masters in the wasteland are studying the swordsmanship of Yunlan Sword Immortal.

"In three years, his combat power has at least doubled." In a large hall, several Taoists in green robes looked at the collision of two shadows in front of them, and someone spoke in a low voice.

"We can't wait any longer. If we give him a hundred years, it will be really difficult for our Yuan Mo Dao Sect to kill him again."

A cold voice filled with murderous intent sounded in the hall.

On the light screen in front, the scene was frozen at the moment when Han Muye brandished his sword.

The sword light is bright.

There was silence in the main hall.

"Actually, we don't need to talk to him—" Someone hesitated to speak, but as soon as his voice started, he was interrupted.

"This is what Daomen means." A loud voice came.

Everyone's eyes turned to the head of the hall.

Over there, the tall purple-robed Taoist who was walking away shook his head, with a deep halo in his eyes.

"Not to mention the enmity we had with him before, his status as a swordsman alone is enough for us to intercept and kill him."

"The Taoist sect has received news that this person is inextricably linked to the Xuanling Sword Sect."

The Taoist's eyes fell on Han Muye's figure frozen on the light screen, and murderous intent emerged on his face: "Because of this news, the Taoist sect lost dozens of masters."

Above the main hall, it was dull and cold.

"This sect leader and Elder Luo Yang will take action together to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"You should guard your sect and take good defense," Master Gao stood up and said in a deep voice, "You must pay attention to the sword sect's attack and revenge."

"After Elder Luo Yang and I kill this person, I'm afraid we will have to find a way to escape the Sword Sect's pursuit."

"The Xuanling Dao Sect will definitely not let go after losing such an elite member of the younger generation."

…

In Tuobai City, which is three million miles away from Yunlan City, Han Muye is holding a jade slip in his hand, and standing in front of him is a Taoist priest in green robes.

"The Yuan Mo Dao Sect is going to take action against me, and it's the sect leader Lingyuan Tianxian and the elder Luo Yang together?"

The news in the jade slip was not simple. Han Muye frowned slightly and looked at the Taoist in front of him.

"Your Majesty, the clan members lurking in the Yuan Mo Dao Sect risked their lives to spread the news. There is no falsehood. The elders of the clan asked your Majesty if they would like to send the masters of the clan to help." A trace of magic light flashed on the Taoist's body, revealing
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