Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Xu Zhichu was not a casual cultivator.

The swordsmanship he cultivated has a heritage that is unknown to outsiders.

However, before raising swords at the Cottage, his identity was revealed in one word before he made a move towards Han Muye.

"The power of leaning on the sky in the starting hand seems to be the inheritance of Wuyue Sword Sect. Unfortunately, the starting hand was wrong by three points."

Just this sentence made Xu Zhichu dare not even draw his sword.

Wuyue Sword Sect, a major sword sect two hundred thousand miles away, was one of the thirty-six sword sects that were divided into the Zhengtian Sword Sect.

It can be said that the Wuyue Sword Sect is one of the strongest remaining branches within a million miles of the Zhengtian Sword Sect.

Others, like the Mitian Sword Sect, don’t even have a member of the extreme realm.

Most of them have disappeared in the long river of time.

Han Muye not only revealed Xu Zhichu's sword skills and gestures, but also revealed the flaws in his sword moves.

When he first started practicing, the elder of the Shiyuan Realm in his sect once said that due to his own personality, there were flaws in his sword moves.

It's just that the Shiyuan Realm elder couldn't tell where the flaw in his sword moves was and how to change it.

With one word from Han Muye, Xu Zhichu was allowed to stay outside Yangjian Lu.

Although he has only been practicing here for less than a month, Xu Zhichu already understands that this is the greatest opportunity in his life.

Because in this month, he not only made up for the shortcomings in his swordsmanship, but also made up for all the previous flaws.

His swordsmanship strength has improved at least five times compared to a month ago.

Nowadays, the Jidao realm is no longer in his eyes.

Only Shiyuan, the strong man who controls the power of Shiyuan and owns his own world, is the target of his challenge.

At this time, the energy and blood in Fang Langsheng's body gathered, and the evil energy rushed towards Han Muye.

No disciple of the Mitian Sword Sect can block this power of energy and blood.

Xu Zhichu's eyes flashed, but he didn't take action.

It's just the ultimate realm.

He was too lazy to take action.

As for blocking this person, it is even easier.

Xu Fengran, who was standing in front of Han Muye, had a higher cultivation level than Xu Zhichu, and his combat power was stronger than him.

Even with his cultivation and combat power improved so much, he is still no match for the sword madman Xu Fengnran.

Xu Fengran, on the other hand, has never been able to receive a complete sword strike in front of Han Muye, the leader of the Mitian Sword Sect.

I can't catch a single sword.

The brilliance and magnificence of the power of the sword cannot be resisted at all.

"What a clown." Xu Zhichu shook his head gently.

In everyone's eyes, the power of blood collided with a bright silver sword edge.

"Buzz——"

The sword edge shook and shattered the energy of blood.

The next moment, the transformed beast above Fang Langsheng's head had already charged and pounced on Xu Fengran.

As soon as this strange beast appeared, the surrounding area was filled with ice and cold. Practitioners in the Taoist realm and even the Taoist realm felt their blood freeze.

This kind of power has clearly controlled the original power, and the power of heaven and earth can move according to the heart.

This is the power of the ultimate realm.

Xu Fengran snorted coldly when he saw the strange beast coming in front of him, a trace of impatience flashed across his face.

He slashed out with the sword in his hand, and the sword edge turned into thousands of rays.

Each ray of sword light was as blazing as fire, and the power of the flames shining on it caused the void around the sword's edge to surge.

"Stab-"

The power of water and fire collided, and the power of heaven and earth visible to the naked eye collided and twisted.

This is the struggle between the original forces of this world.

Only the power above breaking the path can achieve this level.

Fang Langsheng's face showed surprise, and his expression changed from arrogant to surprised.

"Destroying the Dao, no, it's the Extreme Dao realm!"

Looking at the flaming sword light, Fang Langsheng exclaimed and whispered.

The only person who can collide with the power of his Ultimate Realm is undefeated.

"Bang——"

Xu Fengran slashed the alien beast in front of him into pieces with a sword, a look of disappointment on his face.

He sheathed his sword and turned to look at Han Muye.

"Master, do the people from Yuntian Dao Sect have this much strength?"

Just this strength!

The strongest sect within a radius of 100,000 miles was so humiliated!

Anger rose on Fang Langsheng's face, he shouted low, and a golden fist appeared on his hands.

Cultivation in the Pantian plane mostly relies on the power of Qi and blood, and physical strength is the pursuit. Even in the practice of swordsmanship, great work and great clumsiness are often regarded as courage.

At this time, Fang Langsheng covered his fists with armor and punched Xu Fengran ten feet away.

This punch was a blow from a strong person in the extreme realm. The move was simple, but it revealed a powerful force that was irresistible.

The power of frost turned into long dragons and hit Xu Fengran head-on.

Xu Fengran showed impatience on his face, raised his hand, and unsheathed both swords at the same time.

"Stab-"

The two swords crossed and strangled the frost dragon's body into pieces.

The scattered icy power caused the surrounding sources to surge again.

"You, you are Xu Tianfeng, the sword madman who is on the Thunder List of Yunzhou, Number 314 on the Thunder List!"

Fang Langsheng stared at the two swords in Xu Fengran's hands with wide eyes, and exclaimed.

Yunzhou.

The land with a radius of thirty thousand miles is the boundary of Yunzhou.

Yunzhou has the Four Lists of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, which record the names of the powerful people in Yunzhou.

There are three hundred and sixty people in each list.

Tianbang is a powerful person in the realm of life and death.

The Earth Ranking is a master of Yin and Yang realm.

People on the Feng List need to have cultivation in the Qiankun realm.

The Lei Bang records all the masters of the Shiyuan Realm.

Everyone who can make it to these four lists is a true strong person of the same level in Yunzhou Thirty Thousand Miles Land.

The Yuntian Dao Sect controls a land of 100,000 miles, and there are many masters in the sect. Two people from the Shiyuan Realm are in charge, but they are still far from the figures on the Heaven and Earth Wind and Thunder List.

Fang Langsheng's exclamation spread throughout the mountains and fields.

Whether it was the masters from all sides in front of the mountain gate or the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect in front of the Sword Raising House, their eyes widened.

The Mitian Sword Sect actually has a strong person on the Wind and Thunder List sitting in command!

Such people are rare to see in this life.

"I saw two of the masters on the Wind and Thunder Ranking fight fifty years ago during the battle at Mido Peak."

"I have seen a master on the Wind Ranking from a distance. I won't mention his name."

In front of the mountain gate, there was a feeling of emotion.

Who dares to imagine that the Mitian Sword Sect has such a master.

"No wonder the Mitian Sword Sect is not afraid of the Yuntian Dao Sect!"

Someone shouted, and the expression on his face changed.

The Yuntian Dao Sect is only two people from the First Yuan realm, and the Mitian Sword Sect has Lei Bang masters sitting in charge, so they are naturally not afraid.

In front of the mountain gate, the experts from all sides looked at each other with meaningful expressions in their eyes.

In front of the sword-raising hut, Fang Langsheng trembled all over, looking at Xu Feng with two swords in his hands, his face turned as pale as earth.

He never imagined that he would actually fight against a strong man who was above the thunder list.

With his strength, he can kill the opponent with one sword.

"You have the wrong person." Xu Fengnuan looked calm, sheathed his sword, and then walked up to Han Muye.

"Master, should this person be killed or retained?"

These words almost made Fang Langsheng's legs weak.

Han Muye waved his hand and looked at Fang Langsheng: "Deacon Fang, today you come to my Mitian Sword Sect and we will treat each other with courtesy, right?"

Treat each other with courtesy?

Fang Langsheng nodded blankly.

"Deacon Fang, we had a great chat. You have been reluctant to leave for a long time, but because of the many things in the sect, you have to leave, right?" Han Muye chuckled.

Fang Langsheng nodded again.

"Then, why don't you go?" Han Muye pointed to the trail going down the mountain.

Fang Langsheng turned around and left, but his legs were weak, he stumbled and almost fell.

Looking at his appearance, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, then glanced around.

"After three days of training, I will take you through a training session."

"Life and death are your own." (End of chapter)