Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

As time passed, the Mystic Sun Guards who carried the Mystic Sun sword did things openly and honestly.

In the distance, sword light attacked.

Han Muye raised his hand and cupped his fists, then turned around.

Just as everyone thought that he was about to turn around and leave, Han Muye shouted, “The Heavenly Mystic Han Muye is here. Who wants to fight?!”

A battle!

Lu Chen’s expression froze, and the Mystic Sun Guards widened their eyes.

In front of thousands of enemies, he actually had to challenge them like this!

Su He turned around and looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen shook his head and said in a low voice, “The Western Frontier is uneducated and unorganized. The so-called guarding is just an empty position.

“If we can save him later, save him from death.”

Although the Western Frontier belonged to the Heavenly Mystic World, Confucianism had never ruled over the inheritance.

The guards of the Western Frontier did not abide by the rules of the Mystic Sun Guards and the laws of the dynasty.

The barbarians of the Western Frontier did not know the etiquette.

However, Han Muye’s courage to not escape was commendable.

Su He nodded and sighed. “Brothers, he was from the Heaven Mystic World after all. If he can be saved…”

“Clang—”

The sound of Han Muye’s sword being unsheathed interrupted him.

The sword light cut through the void like a meteor.

One sword left, one sword remained.

Dual swords.

The Purple Flame Sword flickered in the air like a star.

The sword light was cold. Once it appeared, there would be blood!

The sword light flashed three times in a row, breaking the sword techniques of the three sword cultivators before piercing their bodies.

Killing three sword cultivators with one strike!

Such a sword technique instantly stunned everyone.

“Good sword technique!”

A low shout came from the void. An old man in a green robe crossed thousands of feet in one step and landed in front of Han Muye. He stabbed out with a spear in his hand.

The spear shot out like a dragon.

Spear light blazed like sunlight.

This attack caused the expressions of the Mystic Sun Guards to change.

He was half a step into the Heaven Realm and had the strength to fight against Heaven Realm experts!

This spear had been cultivated for at least 200 years!

The flame light fused with the dragon shadow, bringing with it a dragon roar. It instantly crossed 10,000 feet and pounced on Han Muye.

Concepts intertwined in the spear, about to condense into a great force.

As soon as the spear light appeared, a pressure instantly spread.

Who could withstand such a spear light?

“Prepare to save him!” Su He shouted in a low voice as the Mystic Sun sword in his hand emitted a golden light.

Before this shot, even he was not confident that he could save Han Muye.

In front of him, seeing the spear light approaching, a pair of illusory wings appeared on Han Muye’s back.

With a flap of his wings, his figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already 10,000 feet away.

What a fast speed!

Close combat!

“Your knowledge might be shallow, but such courage is rare…” Lu Chen looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

To be fearless in front of thousands of enemies, to be able to fight in close combat with a half-step Heaven Realm cultivator, his courage was commendable.

How strong was he?

The half-step Heaven Realm old man laughed loudly. He reversed the spear in his hand and stabbed at Han Muye’s neck.

In a battle of the secular world, it was said that one inch longer meant one inch stronger, but the spear was not good at close combat.

But in the cultivation world, was there really a difference between spears and short swords?

Fighting in close combat, what an ignorant person—

“Slash—”

The sword light brushed past the spear and did not collide with the powerful spear. It only led Han Muye half a step forward.

At this moment, the spear-wielding old man felt a little emotional.

This person was a left-handed swordsman.

Left-handed.

The old man subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his left armpit.

A streak of blood slowly stained the ground.

This was the last image in his mind.

Flying 10,000 feet, from the beginning to the end, it only took half a breath!

Han Muye’s actions were done in one go without any hesitation, as if he had practiced it millions of times!

One sword, half a step into the Heaven Realm, kill!

“Buzz!”

It was only at this moment that the spear light from the old man’s spear shattered.

It was only at this moment that the Purple Flame Sword that killed the three sword cultivators was retracted.

It was only at this moment that everyone in the void was dumbfounded. They stared at Han Muye, who was standing in the air with two swords in his hands.

He was truly a peerless sword cultivator!

“Great!”

Lu Chen clapped his hands and shouted, “The sword light shoots like a rainbow, slaying enemies in one breath. It’s really satisfying!”

With two swords in hand, Han Muye let out a long roar and rushed up!

The sword light was faster than a meteor. As soon as the sword passed, he had already landed elsewhere.

When a person and a sword merged and separated, there were countless changes.

At this moment, in the void, there was a sword light that was unrivaled!

It was either a leaf of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, a piece of wood, a piece of gold, the Moonlight Sword Sect’s Xuan Yue, the Central Continent Sword Technique, the Eastern Sea Sword Technique, the Cloud Heaven Sword Technique, or the Immortal Spirit World Sword Technique.

Unknowingly, Han Muye had stopped striving for sword techniques.

The sword had already formed the Dao, so why was there a need to use a technique?

Attacking from afar and stabbing at close range, one’s body would follow the sword. As long as the sword was there, the person would live. When the sword fell, the person would perish.

He had averted danger in a flash.

Below, Lu Chen opened his mouth and wanted to recite a few poems, but he did not know how to describe the current Han Muye.

Su He and the others held their Mystic Sun swords tightly, their shoulders trembling.

How lucky I am to meet such a sword cultivator today! they thought.

“This sword is so fast,” someone said.

Then the others nodded in agreement.

Lu Chen muttered, “He’s so damn fast…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen’s expression changed. He raised the war spear above his head and shouted, “Retreat quickly!”

Retreat.

They had to retreat.

In front of them, a thousand-foot-long black-armored phantom appeared.

Heaven Realm, Nascent Soul Realm.

Further away, waves of pressure surged over.

Lu Chen’s golden spear was frozen in midair, unable to advance an inch.

Out of Body cultivation!

Today’s siege was presided over by an Out of Body cultivator.

Otherwise, Lu Chen, who was at the Grandmaster Realm, would not have been trapped in this wasteland.