Chapter 539 The 4th hall, beheading the gods! (one/two)

Whether it was Zhang Zhenbiao and the others who followed Han Muye, or Zhu Yong and Gong Shu opposite Han Muye, they never expected that Han Muye would be so straightforward.

“Okay, this is the peerless sword fairy in the trial ground!”

Zhu Yong gave a long drink, and the sword light on his body rose into the sky.

Gong Shu also had a long smile, raised his hand with a sword, and collided with Han Muye’s dazzling sword light.

“when-”

The sound of sword singing resounded for thousands of miles.

Zhang Zhenbiao and the others couldn’t see anything in front of them, they could only see a piece of bright light.

The bursting cyclone triggered by the collision of the long swords wrapped them and pulled them dozens of miles away.

“Is this the real kendo powerhouse…” Zhao Chen raised his head and watched the three tornado-like sword lights colliding in front of him, causing immortal energy to surge like a tidal wave.

Behind him, Elder Chu with a complicated expression nodded.

“This kind of combat power is no longer an ordinary swordsman.” On the side, Zuo Baichou’s eyes flashed with light, and he whispered: “This is, Sword Immortal.”

Become a fairy with kendo.

Although Han Muye has not yet become a Heavenly Immortal, his combat power is no different from that of a Heavenly Immortal.

How can one person fight against the powerhouses of Xuntian and Zhantian, why can’t he be a sword fairy?

“boom-”

In front, three long sword lights collided together, and then dispersed into sword shadows all over the sky.

The raging sword light shone through thousands of miles of sky.

Zhang Zhenbiao narrowed his eyes, stared at the places where the sword light was scattered, and said in a low voice, “So it is.”

Zuo Baichou nodded: “With this battle to shock the entire wasteland, this is a disgrace to all parties on the wasteland by Brother Han.”

No wonder Han Muye had to brazenly draw his sword.

What can be more shocking than the monstrous battle in front of us?

After today, in the Yunteng Wasteland, there must be a place for Han Muye!

“Brother Zhang, I have never understood why you have to follow Brother Han to this Yunteng Wasteland with your qualifications in guarding a big city.”

Zuo Baichou turned his head to look at Zhang Zhenbiao and said, “Also, I’m still serving as a deputy to Brother Han.”

Outsiders don’t know what kind of communication Han Muye had with Wang Minghe after he broke off from the trial ground.

But Zhang Zhenbiao, Zuo Baichou and the others knew about it.

Wang Minghe ordered Han Muye to guard the Yunteng Wasteland with a copy of the pioneering decree he kept in his hand.

This pioneering order can be traced back to hundreds of thousands of years ago, when Xuanling Sword Sect and Blood War Sect competed for a state.

Xuanling Sword Sect issued hundreds of pioneering orders, recruited the strong from all sides, and just seized the land of Banzhou in the hands of the Blood War Sect.

The enmity between Xuanling Sword Sect and Blood War Sect was also forged at the beginning.

Later, this pioneering order was slowly recovered, and very few were circulated in the rain-covering fairyland.

But since this order was issued by Xuanling Sword Sect, it has always been acknowledged.

As long as you hold a pioneering order, you can be recognized and protected when you open up territory outside the direct control of Xuanling Sword Sect. When necessary, Sword Sect will arrange for support.

The pioneering order of the Xuanling Sword Sect is also a rare treasure in the eyes of all the forces in the Rain Covering Immortal Realm.

Wang Minghe had this order in his hand and handed it over to Han Muye, and let him take charge of this order as an elite disciple of Xuanling Sword Sect Town Xuandian, and go to Yunteng Wasteland to open up new territories.

According to Wang Minghe’s plan, Han Muye could only have a chance to soar into the sky if he left Yuze Prefecture and the place under complete control of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Otherwise, elite geniuses like him would inevitably be entangled in the dispute between Zhenxuan Hall and Zhenhuang Hall, all kinds of disturbances continued, and there were too many obstacles to cultivation.

Han Muye didn’t want to get involved too much, so he took the pioneering order and left Yuze Prefecture.

As for Wang Minghe’s favor, he will pay it back when he has a chance in the future.

“Some people are destined to become peerless powerhouses.” Staring at the constantly impacting sword light, Zhang Zhenbiao said softly, intertwined between illusion and reality.

“I believe my choice can’t be wrong.”

He gripped the hilt of the sword in his hand, then let it go.

“Brother Zuo, don’t you have the same choice?” He laughed and turned to look at Zhao Chen: “It’s just that you really put your future and wealth on this.”

“You cut off your relationship with Lao Tzu, so you’re not afraid that he will send someone to break your leg?”

His words made Old Man Chu behind Zhao Chen and everyone around him smile.

Zhao Chen nodded and said solemnly, “I’m afraid that I won’t get along well, so I really want to break my leg.”

This time, Jujin Commercial Bank also invested a lot of money. Not to mention the fact that its young owner sent it, it also quietly sold half of the entire company’s assets and handed it over to Zhao Chen.

Although Zhao Chen’s father is a big shopkeeper, Jujin Trading is not alone.

Looking at it this way, Jujin Firm is betting on Han Muye.

This time, Zhao Chen will either follow Han Muye soaring into the sky, and Jujin Commercial Bank will follow suit.

Or, it’s all over.

Zhao Chen turned his head slightly as he watched the magnificent sword lights collide in front of him.

Whether it is himself or Zhang Zhenbiao, those trial disciples, Zuo Baichou and the Wanshen firm behind him are really Wang Minghe. Who is not optimistic about Han Muye, and would bet on him?

Thinking of the bet, he moved in his heart and looked up to see the sword light shining in the sky.

Those two sky-scanning and sky-chasing powerhouses probably wouldn’t really just ask Han Muye how many floors he stepped into the trial grounds just to block the way, right?

They, perhaps like themselves, came to bet!

Even Xuntian and Zhantian are extremely optimistic about Han Muye!

The corners of Zhao Chen’s mouth rose, and the corner of his eyes just saw Zuo Baichou who was on the side with the same smile.

Sure enough, the hero sees the same thing.

“boom-”

The three sword lights and long dragons bombarded again, and the immortal energy within ten thousand miles was aroused and oscillated.

The sword light affects the power of heaven and earth. In the wasteland, many immortal cultivators and monsters who are cultivating in various places have already begun to panic.

Han Muye stood under the light of the sword with a calm expression in his eyes, as if he was not fighting swords, but just casually talking.

On the opposite side, although Zhu Yong and Gong Shu were still full of fighting spirit, they lacked the turbulence they had before.

“Good swordsmanship, with your swordsmanship, you can also have a place in my Heavenly Survey Hall.” Zhu Yong looked at the sword light above Han Muye’s head with a hint of emotion on his face.

Only by actually making a move can one perceive the strength of Han Muye’s swordsmanship, as deep as the sea.

At this time, although he and Gong Shu were fighting against each other, and they didn’t do their best, and their cultivation was suppressed by a lot, Han Muye on the opposite side was equally relaxed and obviously concealed a lot.

“Yes, in terms of swordsmanship alone, there are not many who are stronger than you in the Temple of Heaven.” After Gong Shu finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhu Yong.

The two nodded, their expressions turned solemn.

“Han Muye, are you willing to join my Heaven Survey Hall?” Zhu Yong said slowly.

“I also welcome you to join the Temple of Heaven.” Gong Shu’s voice came, showing some expectations.

Three Hall Elites!

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

Join the Xuanling Sword Sect, become a disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and completely clean up your identity.

This was his best choice when he didn’t really have the ability to fight against those powerhouses.

As for the elites of the three halls of Sword Sect, they can give the self who has not yet grown up an extra layer of protection.

“Han Muye can’t ask for it.” As soon as he handed over, Han Muye bent down slightly.

After speaking, he folded his hands again: “Han Muye has met two senior brothers.”

Brother in the same hall.

Zhu Yong and Gong Shuhua were delighted, laughed, and handed over their hands: “I have seen Junior Brother Han.”

…

The sword light above the three of them continued, rolling forward, wrapping the heaven and earth in a radius of 100,000 miles, inspiring the immortal energy to become a tide.

As for themselves, they stood under the sword light and talked softly.

The duty of the Temple of the Heavens is to inspect the entire Jianzong inside and outside, and all parties are in turmoil.

Its strength is strong, in the sword sect, only Zhantian Temple can be compared.

The five deputy hall masters who could not live in seclusion, each of them had the cultivation of the Golden Immortal realm.

“My Lord Guan of the Temple of Heaven has been in seclusion for thousands of years, and the order to survey the sky has not appeared for many years.

Zhu Yong spoke with some regret.

Even they themselves can’t tell the strength of the Temple of Heaven on the surface and the strength in the dark.

The only ones who know about it are probably the five deputy hall masters, and the closed hall master Guan Dongyun.

As for the Hall of Battle Heaven, there is actually a lot of overlap between power and the Hall of Surveying the Heavens.

Most of the people who can become the people in the Zhantian Temple are the elites in the Temple of Heaven.

“Because my Zhantian Temple is in addition to surveying the sky, I have another task.” Staring at Han Muye, Gong Shu grinned, “Fight with all parties in the immortal world.”

After a pause, seeing that the expression on Han Muye’s face had not changed, he chuckled lightly, “Also, compete with other immortal worlds other than the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.”

“You should also know that the real core of my sword sect is not in the rain-covering fairyland.”

“Senior brother?” Han Muye looked at Gong Shu.

Although Han Muye had never been to the core of the sect, Guan Dongyun had.

From the token and sword tower memory left by Guan Dongyun, Han Muye had seen the place where the sword sect powerhouses gathered.

“Me?” Gong Shu shook his head and smiled bitterly: “Without the potential to become the hall master, the sect will not be sent there.”

Zhu Yong next to him also shook his head.

They don’t have that qualification yet.

The two halls of Xuntian and Zhantian are more like the violent institutions of Jianzong.

In the world of practice, only the truly strong are qualified to decide everything about others.

That’s the way it is.

Zhu Yong and Gong Shu did not stay in the Yunteng Wasteland for long.

The two explained some of the rules of the temple, left a token and an identity token for Han Muye, and left quietly.

“By the way, Junior Brother Han, how many floors did you step into in that hour?”

When Gong Shu was about to leave, he turned back and asked unwillingly.

Han Muye smiled and said, “Senior brother really want to know?”

He slowly gave birth to **** and gestured slightly.

“Fuck, two floors in one hour, amazing.” Gong Shu shook his head and whispered, “I shouldn’t have asked.”

Zhu Yong narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Muye’s two fingers, “Could it be the twentieth floor?”

Gong Shu’s eyes widened, seeing Han Muye’s indifferent expression, he couldn’t help taking a breath.

“My practice in this body is really a **** day…”

Zhu Yong shook his head and cupped his hands: “Junior brother take care, if you need any help, the Temple of Heaven will arrange it as soon as possible.”

After he finished speaking, his figure moved, turned into a sword light, and flew straight away.

Gong Shu waved his hand and was about to leave, but heard Han Muye whisper behind him, “It’s not twenty, it’s two hundred.”

Gong Shu staggered, the sword light he erected was crooked, swaying in the sky, and almost fell down.

This appearance, from the outsider’s point of view, is clearly seriously injured.

There was a smile on Han Muye’s face, he saw two escaping lights, his eyes flashed brightly, then he lowered his head and looked not far in front of him.

A white-bearded old man wearing a blue Taoist robe with a long sword behind him was looking at him.

“If this kid Gong Shu knew that the 200th floor you were talking about didn’t mean stepping on the 200th floor, but rushing through the 200th floor, he would probably fall directly from the sword light.” The old man stared into Han Muye’s eyes, faintly. Open your mouth.

Han Muye’s smile faded, and he bowed.

In the entire Xuanling Sword Sect, only a few Sword Sects can see the trial process after the Three Pagoda Zhentian Formation.

Every one of them is at least a golden immortal!

“The inheritance of Guan Dongyun.” The old man looked at Han Muye and said softly, “The order to inspect the sky, is it in your hands?”

Sky Survey!

Even know this!

A look of surprise flashed across Han Muye’s face.

But he didn’t panic.

After all, there are some things that he deliberately showed in the trial ground.

With his kendo potential, he will definitely be valued.

After paying attention, it is time to investigate.

He, Han Muye, couldn’t stand the investigation.

But another identity can be.

The direct disciple of Guan Dongyun, the master of the Xuntian Palace, and the future leader of the Xuntian Palace.

A golden light flashed in Han Muye’s hand, and a golden token appeared.

The moment the token appeared, the breath of the old man on the opposite side surged, and it was finally suppressed.

“Hey, Laoguan really fell…”

The old man shook his head and looked at Han Muye again with a kindness on his face.

“I am Qi Tianyu, the elder of Jianzong, one of the five deputy hall masters of the Xuntian Temple, and the elder of the Zhantian Temple.”

Speaking of which, he waved his hand.

“If you put away the order to inspect the sky, whether you can take charge of the Xuantian Temple or not depends on your own ability.”

“The old man came to look for you to tell you something.”

“Are you interested in entering another hall?”

Seeing Han Muye looking up at himself, Qi Tianyu said softly, “My Xuanling Sword Sect still has a hall, and only the true core disciples will have the opportunity to join.”

“Cut God.”

———

The Yunteng Wasteland has a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, which is several times wider than the Fuliao Wasteland.

The Yunteng Wasteland borders the Bitter Immortal Territory, and among them are the **** war sect, Tianyao Sect, and Iron Armored War Sect, and the demarcation line is extremely blurred.

In the vicinity of Yunteng Wasteland that year, wars broke out between several forces.

Compared with the Yunteng Wasteland, the turmoil on the Yuzezhou side of the Fuliao Wasteland can only be seen in pediatrics.

On the edge of the Yunteng Wasteland, the sword light that ravaged the land of 100,000 miles only dissipated after three days.

When the powerhouses from all sides carefully probed, there was no trace of Han Muye and the others.

The strength of the sword light covered up the secret and all traces.

Outsiders only know that Yuntenghuang was a strong swordsman.

As for the investigation of Jianzong, the masters sent by Yuzezhou also stopped abruptly here.

When the news came back to Yunlu City in Yuze Prefecture, Chen Qiu smiled and shook his head, while Xiong Ke and Wu Chaoshen were more gloomy.

“Forget it, don’t waste resources on this trivial matter.” Chen Qiu said lightly, looking at the others: “Let’s talk about the Storm Pirates.”

“When Han Muye arrested Chang Linhui, the commander of the Thirty-seventh Storm Pirates, what should he do with him, should he let him go or not?”

Han Muye’s credit.

This matter made Xiong Ke grit his teeth.

At this time ~www.readmtl.com~ Han Muye, who made Xiong Ke grit his teeth, has arrived in the Yunteng Wasteland, a small town.

“Yunlan Town? Good name.”

Looking at the immortal cultivators and the big demons passing by, Han Muye smiled lightly, “Then let’s start from here.”

As his voice fell, a sword light shot up into the sky.

Zhang Zhenbiao stepped out behind him, and he had already drawn his sword and rushed towards the town.

Zhao Chen looked ahead and muttered, “Grandma, I’m here to do business, why did I become a robber first?”

“I hate robbers the most.”

Speaking of this, he saw that the sword light on Han Muye’s body had already converged into a long dragon, causing the forces of heaven and earth to intertwine, and he couldn’t help grinning.

“Don’t say it, it feels pretty good to be a robber with Big Brother Han.”