Chapter 537 Extreme sprint, chaos in the wasteland (2/2)

The light-heavy right-hand sword collided with the sword of the same strength, and it turned into a thunderous explosion.

The two swords of ice and cold, which were the same in general, collided silently, and the chill on the sword’s edge condensed, entangling the two swords together.

With the burst of sword light in his right hand, Han Muye’s figure used the sword in his left hand as the axis, and with one rotation, the sword edge picked up the flying long sword in the sky again.

Two swords, fighting three ways to cut my phantom!

This is a scene no one expected.

Some people thought that Han Muye would transform into a clone.

Some people speculate that Han Muye will defeat each of them.

Some people felt that Han Muye was afraid that he would have to retreat first and then advance.

…

No one would have imagined that Han Muye would actually use his two-handed long sword to block the three shadows that cut me in front of him.

“Boom—”

The icy sword light shattered, and a flame shone.

The transition between ice and fire is natural and smooth.

The swordsmanship that Han Muye has shown himself is the one controlled by the phantom of Slashing Me.

Fire pulse swordsmanship, Han Muye had used it a few layers earlier.

The intertwined swords separated, the frost on the swords exploded, and the flames turned into long dragons and hit Han Muye.

However, in Han Muye’s hands, a similar dragon figure had already appeared.

“boom-”

On the other side, the lightning burst.

Han Muye didn’t hesitate, the same thunder light entangled.

On the bluestone platform, light and shadow flickered.

Before he knew it, Han Muye had already displayed various sword techniques such as water veins, fire veins, wind and cloud, thunder and lightning.

On the entire high platform, phantoms and figures are intertwined, and the sword light turns invisible, shining and agile.

From time to time, the screams brought out by piercing the void, mixed with the sound of the jingle of the long sword, broke the balance.

“Among the sword cultivators of my sword sect who cultivate both hands and two swords, this person can be ranked in the top 30.” In a trial hall, a big man with a long beard gleamed and stared at the sword in Han Muye’s hand.

It wasn’t until he stepped into the trial grounds on the 62nd floor that Han Muye showed the might of his two swords, which was a rare surprise.

No matter how outsiders look at it, Han Muye himself is immersed in the fight with the phantom of Chopping Me.

Opposite, is a strange and familiar self.

Every sword stabbed and slashed, with a power that he was familiar with, but unfamiliar with.

Pictures circulated in Han Muye’s mind.

It turned out that there were still so many flaws in his swordsmanship.

It turned out that his speed was still not fast enough, and his sword was still not decisive enough.

It turned out that the swordsmanship he mastered was far from reaching its peak.

“Thorn-”

As soon as the sword edge turned, he relied on the picture in his mind, stabbed out a sword, drew the long sword of the phantom on the left side away, and the sword edge pressed against the phantom’s neck.

“He won—my day!” In front of the light curtain of a trial hall, a white-robed sword cultivator almost bit his tongue.

He stared blankly at Han Muye withdrew the sword that was resting on the phantom’s neck, and then whispered, “Come again.”

Defeating the Shadow of Me is not enough, do you want to come again?

Above the light curtain, the sword in Han Muye’s hand was getting faster and faster.

Those sword moves made people look more and more heartbroken.

It seems that through the light curtain, you can feel the murderous intention contained in this sword light.

If faced with such a sword, who can block a blow?

The enemy with two swords slashed me three times. From the beginning, the same sword moves were used against each other.

Three days later, as long as the three shadows on the high platform moved, the long sword in Han Muye’s hand would be pressed against his chest and neck.

The three figures were just squeezed together, moving between square inches.

Those sword cultivators who looked through the Spirit Illumination Array have been silent since yesterday.

Not only did he suppress and defeat the Shadow of Slaying Me, but he also won so easily, defeating him again and again.

What does this mean?

This shows that when Han Muye competed with the Shadow of Slaying Me, he constantly summed up himself, broke through himself, and completely sublimated his swordsmanship.

Everyone outside the light curtain could see that Han Muye’s swordsmanship in the light curtain had improved by more than one level in the past three days.

“It’s really scary to be so savvy…”

I don’t know who’s whispering, but it seems to resonate.

In almost every trial hall, there is such a sound.

“when-”

Han Muye slashed out with one sword, three phantoms shattered, and his figure was enveloped in a golden halo and disappeared in place.

Sixty-three floors.

Sixty-fourth floor.

Eighty floors!

No level could slow down Han Muye’s progress.

The experts from the Xuanling Sword Sect after the Spirit Illumination Formation were all waiting to see how far Han Muye could go in this trial ground.

You must know that when you step on the 80th floor, you are already qualified to become a disciple of the Temple of Heaven and become an elite existence in the Double Hall.

And this only cost Han Muye less than a hundred days in the trial site.

With the remaining two hundred days, which floor can he go to?

In Yunlu City, Wang Minghe and Chen Qiu walked out of the trial hall with gloomy expressions.

The trial disciples in the hall had already been driven out, leaving only Zhao Xu and a few other Sword Sect disciples to stay.

Wang Jintai, who hurried from Qingyun Town, stood in front of the light curtain with a look of emotion on her face.

He also never imagined that Han Muye could actually go this far.

The 80th floor of the trial ground, the elite status of the double hall.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at his uncle who walked out of the hall, his expression turned solemn.

The matter in Scattered Fire City was more troublesome than expected.

This time, the Hall of Zhenhuang was determined to embarrass Yu Zezhou and his uncle.

“Elder Xiong, since you have issued an expedition order, then you can arrange the task yourself, why come to look for this to guard.” On the stone steps outside the trial hall, Wang Minghe with his hands behind his back looked indifferent.

Beside him, Chen Qiu, who came from Zhenxuan Hall, also looked cold.

“Senior Brother Wang, I’m going to attack the pirates. It’s just that this is about a disciple in the town of Sanhuo, and it’s also about a disciple who is participating in the trial.” Xiong Ke, who was standing under the stone steps, looked stern, Shen Sheng opened his mouth.

“Peng Ming has already confessed that he raised those nine dead bugs with the consent of the guarding deacon.”

“Also, the trial disciple who took action to relieve the dangerous situation of Sanhuo City, I hope to come out and clarify.”

There was a cold look in Xiong Ke’s eyes: “His strength is so high, why did he let the Storm Pirates team go?”

Han Muye was able to set foot on the 80th floor in the trial grounds, and it was not difficult to leave behind the 10,000-strong formation of the Storm Pirates.

At least if you really want to make a move, most of these 10,000 casualties will be easy.

But Han Muye not only didn’t kill anyone, but he let them go, leaving his commander to surrender to Sanhuo City.

Xiong Ke grasped this point and wanted to find Han Muye to clarify.

However, at this time, the savage Han Mu is in the trial ground. How can I make it clear?

“Zhang Zhenbiao has merits and demerits, and this guard will deal with it in accordance with Zongmen regulations.”

“The trial disciple is in the trial. According to the practice of the sect, you need to wait for him to come out of the trial before asking.” Wang Minghe waved his hand and said lightly.

Xiong Kexiu was no worse than him, but he didn’t guard his identity, and it was useless to be arrogant in front of him.

Wang Minghe wanted to protect Zhang Zhenbiao and Han Muye, it was just a matter of words.

In his opinion, let Xiong Ke make trouble.

It’s best to wait for Han Muye to leave the trial ground, and then Xiong Ke will make another scene and push Han Muye to Zhenxuan Hall logically.

He turned his head slightly to look at Chen Qiu beside him.

Sure enough, the look that flashed in Chen Qiu’s eyes at this time also meant the same thing.

“Hehe, Senior Brother Wang Minghe, you are protecting the people of Zhenxuan Hall, you are shielding and condoning.” Xiong Ke sneered and pointed at Wang Minghe.

“You failed to survive the unhappy decline among the five declines of heaven and man, and the decline of your cultivation base. At this time, it was all covered by secret treasures. You were unable to suppress the chaos in the wasteland and let the storm thieves run rampant. Wang Minghe, you have a big problem!”

Xiong Ke’s words changed Wang Minghe’s complexion.

Chen Qiu, who was beside him, also lowered his face.

To cross the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man, it should have resigned from the duty of guarding and focused on crossing the calamity.

Wang Minghe did not resign, but quietly crossed the robbery, covering up his own cultivation changes with secret treasures.

Later, the catastrophe could not be overcome, and there was a danger of rebuilding, so he reported it.

Although the elders of Zhenxuan Hall were angry, Wang Minghe guarded the land of a state after all, and he had a lot of real power in his hands, so it was inconvenient to replace them rashly.

In addition, the current relationship between Zhenxuan Hall and Zhenhuang Hall is not on good terms. If Wang Minghe is removed, maybe the guarding position of Yuze Prefecture will be scrambled by the people of Zhenhuang Hall.

Several elders in Zhenxuan Hall discussed it, and prepared to wait for the hall master to decide to leave the customs, and then drag it out to see if Wang Minghe could survive the five declines of heaven and man safely.

Really can’t pass it, and then find a reason to quietly change him.

This time, the reason why Elder Zeng Sheng immediately sent Chen Qiu here is also because of his mistakes in Sanhuo City, to test the power of the temple, to replace Wang Minghe safely, and to let Chen Qiu take over as the guard of Yuze Prefecture.

But now Xiong Ke has torn his face and told Wang Minghe that he was covering up the decline of his cultivation base, showing that he did not want to be kind.

“Xiong Ke, you are not qualified to question this guard.” Wang Minghe snorted coldly, flicking his sleeve, a trace of the power of heaven and earth in Yunlu City turned into a big hand and grabbed it towards Xiong Ke.

Xiong Ke stood there, his expression unchanged, and stared at Wang Minghe with a sneer.

“Does this seat have the right to take care of you?” A voice sounded, and Wang Minghe’s big hand swept out of his clothes for a while, and it turned into a cyan fairy energy, dissipating invisible.

He raised his head and looked at the figure who stepped forward in shock.

“Wu Chaoshen, you’re not in seclusion—” Chen Qiu whispered, his eyes were deep, he stopped talking, nodded and said, “No wonder, you are already a fairyland.”

Behind Xiong Ke, a young man in a white robe and a black sheathed sword came slowly.

The young man’s eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and there seemed to be starlight flashing in his eyes.

Looking at the young man who stepped forward, Wang Minghe’s heart sank.

No matter where you practice in the world, you speak with strength.

The person in front of him is the elite of the Desolation Hall. He entered the elite level during the trial back then. After several missions, he stood out and was the best at the same level.

Among the seventy-two immortal elites under the Heavenly Immortals in the Desolation Hall, this Wu Chaoshen ranked in the top ten, and he was an extremely terrifying fellow.

Now that he has stepped into the realm of heaven, his combat power is probably even more unpredictable.

It’s just that people like this, why would they come to guard the customs?

Wang Minghe looked at Wu Chaoshen who stepped forward, and was silent.

“Fuliao Wasteland has been infiltrated into a sieve by the storm thieves, twelve cities in Yuze Prefecture were besieged, and Sanhuo City was directly destroyed.”

“Wanshen Firm had an affair with the big demon in the Bitter Immortal Domain, and even walked for the big demon.”

Standing in front of the stone steps, Wu Chaoshen’s repressed power surged.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Minghe, the starlight in his eyes seemed to show through his pupils.

“The matter of the Storm Pirates is not the chaos in Yuze Prefecture. Where is the surrounding state without chaos?” Wang Minghe took a breath and said in a deep voice.

“As for Wanshen Firm, Zuo Baichou pleaded guilty? Behind Wanshen Firm is Uncle Fuyu from Lingzhao Hall. Uncle is the pinnacle of Heavenly Immortals, just to find a way out for his younger generation.”

Wang Minghe sits in a state, and his life is naturally extraordinary.

The Storm Pirates Rebellion is not a matter of Yuze Prefecture.

Behind the Wanshen Firm are the peak powerhouses of Heavenly Immortals.

The Hall of Desolation was looking for trouble, but couldn’t catch him.

Even if Wu Chaoshen is an elite, what if he is in the realm of immortals, he can still be convicted of guilt out of thin air?

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Wu Chaoshen did not refute.

“Om-”

With a light sound, a golden light shone in front of Wang Minghe.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but it was a golden talisman of communication, on which was the order of the sect.

His spiritual sense penetrated, his face turned pale, and he whispered: “How is it possible!”

Chen Qiu just wanted to speak, when two messenger runes flashed in front of him.

The detective took it, and his face changed constantly.

“The demon king of the Bitter Immortal Realm is suspected of being seriously injured and fell, and the demon kings of all parties compete for the Nirvana Pearl.”

“The Xiangtian Tiger Guards stepped into the rule of Xuanling Jianzong, and his deputy commander shot and killed five elders who were sitting in the fairyland, and Jianzong issued a siege task.”

“The storm thieves team has assembled to rescue those detained by Yuze Prefecture, and among them are experts from Heavenly Wonderland.”

If these messages are still about external forces, then the last two are about themselves.

“Fuliao Wasteland’s guarding force is insufficient, and the elites of each hall are dispatched to guard.”

“The three states are rotten, all the guards will be replaced, and the person who has completed the task of defending the enemy best will be the one.”

Elite disciples came to Fuliao Wasteland as guards.

All three state guards were replaced.

Such a major event, without even thinking about it, was released directly with the golden talisman of Zongmen communication.

This is an order that has been set and cannot be changed.

“how so…”

Chen Qiu held the golden talisman in his hand and whispered.

“The Immortal Demon King has fallen, the Bitter Immortal Territory is in turmoil, and the storm has invaded, and the Sword Sect not only wants to defend, but also wants to attack.” Wang Minghe’s eyes shone brightly.

On the opposite side, Wu Chaoshen’s eyes lit up and nodded with a chuckle.

Chen Qiu also nodded slightly.

It is clear that Wang Minghe has been guarding for many years.

Jianzong’s move is not only to stabilize his own territory, but also to be interested in the Bitter Immortal Territory.

“As for the replacement of the guards,” Wang Minghe’s eyes fell on Wu Chaoshen, and he sighed slightly when he saw the breath that belonged to the realm of heaven.

“It seems that this time my Xuanling Sword Sect is going to fight.”

He shook his head and said in a low voice, “In the end, my own cultivation is still not enough.”

His words made Wu Chaoshen smile lightly: “You can see clearly.”

Behind Wu Chaoshen, Xiong Ke whispered, “Senior brother, the investigation—”

Before he finished speaking, Wang Minghe held the golden talisman in his hand and said loudly, “This golden talisman is just a summons. The official order has not yet arrived, and I have not yet released my guarding powers.”

He turned around and stepped into the hall behind him, and the voice came: “You have to take care of my Yuzezhou affairs, and then wait until I leave office.”

Xiong Ke wanted to speak, but Wu Chaoshen raised his hand to stop it.

“No hurry,” Wu Chaoshen shook his head, his body moved and disappeared in place.

Wang Minghe stepped into the trial hall with a solemn expression and turned to look at Chen Qiu: “Senior Brother Chen, it seems that Han Muye’s trial will definitely be interrupted.”

“More than that, if he is charged with guilt, it may be difficult to obtain the official disciple status.”

His eyes froze, and he whispered in a deep voice, “Now I can only send him a message to let him fight the backwater and go straight to the trial grounds on the 100th floor.”

“When you step into the 100th floor, you will be able to enter the Battle Heaven Palace. At that time, the elite status of the three palaces will not be controlled by each palace, but a special existence.”

Chen Qiu was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, “Is it possible to go straight from the 80th floor to the 100th floor?”

Wang Minghe shook his head and said, “I can drag him on for half a day, and the trial site is about twenty days.”

“One day, one floor.”

It seems that even himself can’t believe that someone can break through the first floor one day after the eighty-story trial ground, Wang Minghe smiled bitterly: “Do your best, see the destiny…”

He raised his hand a little, and a golden rune landed on the light curtain in front of him.

Han Muye, who was originally fighting with monsters in the trial ground, gave a slight pause.

On the top of his head, golden runes appeared in a golden eye, passing messages one by one.

The golden talisman showed that it was not only him, but all the people who watched after the other three hundred spirits illuminated the formation.

“There’s such a big chaos in the Fuliao Wasteland?”

“The guards of the three states have to be replaced, this time is probably unusual.”

“Bitter Immortal Territory, what is this going to do?”

“It turns out that this person is from Yunlu City, and he is also from Yuze Prefecture.”

“On the 20th, on the 20th floor, rushing to the 100th floor of the trial ground, how is it possible, this guy Wang Minghe is delusional.”

“Are you crazy, who can rush to the 20th floor on the 20th?”

“After the 80th floor, even the peak of the immortals does not dare to say one floor a day.”

“Fuck, what is he doing!”

In the light curtain, in front of thousands of people behind UU reading www.uukanshu.com, Han Muye slowly put away the sword in his hand.

Then, the sound of sword chants in the sword box behind him resonated loudly.

One after another sword light flew out and turned into a long dragon.

Sword Sect means, ten thousand swords gather.

“He really wants to break through the 100th floor a day!” Zhu Yong from the Temple of Heaven slammed it down with a slap and roared loudly.

On him, there is a strong and extreme fighting spirit surging.

“My dear, if this is going to the hundredth floor, I will go to find him immediately.” Gong Shu of the Zhantian Temple beside Zhu Yong clenched his fists and drank lowly.

Ahead, looking at the sword light long dragon, the old man with his eyes narrowed slightly showed a smile on his face.

He put his hands together and whispered in his mouth: “The elite of the three halls? Actually, there is another hall in my sword sect that no one knows about.”

“Boy, it depends on whether you have that ability…”