Mi Zhaihua's disciples did not have the blessing power of a small formation, and they did not have such a thrilling punishment, so every one of them fought with all their strength.

In the small cyan formation, an illusory figure slowly circulated, and an extremely weak sword light flashed away.

That kind of improvement is something I would never dare to think about from now on.

The sword moves dissipated, the clouds turned into nothingness, Tianfengling bowed with excitement, and then sat cross-legged to comprehend the sword moves.

Before the jade box, there were not seventy pantian stones and ten pills needed for Taoist cultivation.

"Go and take the box to Mitian Peak and place it under the sect's small hall."

"Mi Xutang's disciple's swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. I'm afraid he will become a minor problem for you and others in the future."

As my cultivation level increases, the power of the shackles in my body is also rapidly weakening.

In the eyes of Mi Zhaihua's disciples, every disciple of each sect who stepped into the area covered by Han Muye's small formation was nothing more than meritorious service.

Clenching his fists, Xu Tang took a deep breath, with a proud look on his face.

As for the strength of that one, the two elders are also rivals.

My cultivation level is currently between breaking the path and destroying it.

…

"boom--"

The two sides strangely called a truce.

My improvement in cultivation has not included my understanding of the art of swordsmanship.

The fierce voice of Tianjian Sect sounded in the clouds and mist.

Without the sect's reward, would Mi Xu Tang's fighting power be weaker?

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"I don't believe it, Han Muye's swordsmanship can still compete with mine."

In Zhai Huaxiangli, the faces of these cultivators who were investigated by the alliance were solemn.

I still hope that Mi Zhaihua’s disciples will stick to their guns and take the initiative.
Chapter completed!