Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-10

Chapter 61 This is the Western Border bulk!

“Please tell me, what’s wrong with my sword technique?”

The one who stood in front of Han Muye was the one who practiced the sword technique before, and Han Muye said that the sword technique was wrong. youth.

At this time, he stood in front of Han Muye a zhang, his eyes were red, his teeth were gritted, and his hand was firmly pressed on the hilt of the sword, as if Han Muye did not make it clear, he was about to draw the sword. opposite.

Lu Qingping body moved and stood in front of Han Muye.

In the Spirit Treasure shop, those people crowded at the door and window sill, quietly sticking out their heads.

Watch.

“Senior Sister Lu, let me do it.”

Han Muye said lightly, then stepped forward.

Lu Qingping put her hand on the hilt of the sword and looked at the young man in front of her vigilantly. If this person dared to make a move, she would definitely draw the sword immediately.

Han Muye stood five feet in front of the black-clothed youth, then extended the hand: “Bring the sword.”

Sword?

Hand over?

The youth’s face changed, and the expressions on his face changed.

For a sword cultivator, the sword in hand is life.

To put the sword in the hands of others is to put your life in the hands of outsiders.

“Okay, don’t try to lie to me.” The young man lowered his face and slowly handed out the sword in his hand.

Han Muye reaches for the hilt.

“Curagaw—”

The long sword is unsheathed.

This sword is very light, and there are many traces of damage on the thin sword.

Holding the hilt, pictures flashed in Han Muye’s mind.

Orphans, adopted by swordsmen.

Practice the sword and get inheritance.

It’s a pity that the swordsman inheritance was not finished, but he was killed.

The youth escaped with his life bent on revenge.

With an incomplete sword technique, he not only couldn’t kill his enemies, but even kept being chased.

Fortunately, he has had some fortuitous encounters recently, found some treasures, and thought about changing to a long sword to improve his battle strength.

This is the normal state of loose cultivation in the cultivation world.

There are as many people as dust in the world, and it is already a lucky person to be able to step into the Cultivation world.

If you can worship in the sect, you can get the protection of the sect, and the cultivation of worry-free, I am afraid it is the good fortune that has been cultivated in the tenth generation.

Having seen the memories contained in the sword in the palm of his hand, Han Muye just knew that the sword technique Feihua mastered by the young man in front of him was not complete.

It’s not as complete as the sword moves he derived from Max-Level Comprehension before, and the lethality is not enough.

Han Muye turned his head, holding the long sword.

Above him, two reddish Iron Ox illusory shadows floated up.

Raising the long sword, he moved towards the side and slashed.

“What are you doing—”

The black-clothed youth roared in panic, but his figure was blocked by Lu Qingping’s sword light, so he could only watch his sword Fiercely chopped on the stone steps by Han Muye.

“When—”

The stone steps were split into a piece of gravel, and the long sword was also broken into two pieces.

After splitting this sword, Han Muye stretched out his hand and threw the broken Broken Sword at the black-clothed youth.

The red-eyed black-clothed youth stretched out the hand to grab the Broken Sword and charged towards Han Muye.

It’s just that Lu Qingping’s sword light won’t give him a chance to hurt Han Muye, and a roll of sword light will block him.

“Get out of the way!”

The young man was loudly roared, and the Broken Sword moved towards Lu Qingping in his hand.

The sword was just split, and he just remembered that the sword was broken.

Subconsciously, he made a swipe with his foot, and his body was two feet close to Lu Qingping’s side, and then the Broken Sword stabbed out again.

An inch is short, an inch is dangerous!

A close stab, if Lu Qingping long sword is provoked, it will definitely pierce the black-clothed youth.

But the sword of black-clothed youth can also take off Lu Qingping’s arm.

Lu Qingping brows frowned, taking a step back.

The black-clothed youth moved with him, not leaving an inch, the Broken Sword in his hand drew an arc and wiped it towards Lu Qingping’s neck.

“He will turn left next sword.”

Just as Lu Qingping was about to use his sword to block, Han Muye suddenly made a sound.

Lu Qingping didn’t hesitate, and his long sword was drawn to the left side of his body.

At this time, the black-clothed youth really moved, floated out from Lu Qingping’s left, and handed a sword again.

“Pay attention to the next three-point sweep under the ribs.”

“Behind.”

“This sword is empty.”

……

Han Muye spoke lightly, and Lu Qingping followed the sword, calmly resisting the attack of the black-clothed youth, with light steps and smooth movements.

But at this time, everyone’s attention was not on Lu Qingping, nor on Han Muye.

Everyone looked at the black-clothed youth whose sword light was like a shooting star and was shaped like a butterfly in flowers.

His Broken Sword, which is just over a foot tall, is weird and agile, with a erratic figure, every sword has antelopes hanging horns, and it shines like a Star River.

A loose cultivator, with a Broken Sword, suppressed a sect disciple.

These pictures are incredible.

“How do I think this Broken Sword is the best fit for this guy…” The shopkeeper, who had half his head stuck out, muttered in the Spirit Treasure shop.

The others beside him were silently nodded.

This Broken Sword fits perfectly with the sword technique of black-clothed youth.

“The next sword he will throw and spin, this is the ultimate move of this sword technique.” Han Muye suddenly shouted loudly.

Lu Qingping took a step back when he heard the sound, Spiritual Qi around him turned into a light curtain, and the sword qi of azure on the long sword in his hand floated.

Qi Condensation Realm.

Besides about one zhang, the black-clothed youth was holding the Broken Sword, his face was full of pain.

The trick Han Muye said, he had seen, but couldn’t use it.

Because he didn’t master the essence.

His arms trembled and he looked up towards Han Muye.

“You, why do you know this…”

“You, you know my Adoptive Father?”

Han Muye shook his head and said softly: ” Your sword technique shouldn’t be so steep, but more flexible and light.”

“As for that last trick, when you trust your sword, you can use it.”

After Han Muye finished speaking, he walked straight ahead.

Lu Qingping long sword was sheathed and followed behind him.

The black-clothed youth twitched continuously, turned around suddenly, looked towards Han Muye’s back: “In the next Tang Yunhao, can Senior Brother tell me the name and name?”

Han Muye waved his hand and went straight leave.

“Is this the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect inner sect disciple?” In front of the shop, an old man with gray hair looked towards the distance, his face full of sighs.

“This is the Western Border sect…”

“It is worthy of being the third in the Western Border Four Great Sword Sect, an inner sect disciple. The means, the powerful, the powerful.”

Before the Spirit Treasure shop, all kinds of discussions were slowly heating up.

The power of the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, once again shown to everyone.

Tang Yunhao held the Broken Sword in his hand, lowered his head, walked through the crowd a few steps, and disappeared into the market.

“That, Shopkeeper He, the Wind Sword that Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Senior Brother reviewed just now, I want it.”

“Qingxue Sword, how many Spirit Stones do you sell? Let me tell you the actual price, the Senior Brother has already said that this sword is too brittle.”

In the Spirit Treasure shop, several cultivators gathered around the shopkeeper, making the shopkeeper’s face fat. The meat is three points lighter.

This business is on fire today.

……

At this moment, Han Muye, who had already reached the entrance of the market, suddenly stopped and turned to a roadside stall.

There are several swords.

“How do you sell this sword?” Han Muye pointed to a sword that was less than three feet tall.

“Fellow Daoist has good eyesight. I only received this sword yesterday. It cost a thousand Spirit Stone. If Fellow Daoist likes it, I-“

black sword seller Before the robe old man finished speaking, Han Muye had already placed eleven middle grade Spirit Stones on the stall, grabbed the long sword, turned his head and looked towards Lu Qingping and said, “Senior Sister Lu, let’s go back.”

Although Lu Qingping wondered why Han Muye bought a sword at the roadside stall, he didn’t ask any further questions, nodded, and walked outside the market.

I found the carriage, and the speed of turning Nine Mysteries Mountain was much faster than when I came.

One hour, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect gate is in sight.

“xiu—”

The sky, a stream of light streaks across the sky, shining like stars, illuminating the sky.

Edgeworth flies into the air.

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect, Three Qin Sword Sect, Guest Elder Old Ancestor Myriad Swords, Three Qin Sword Sect Earth Stage Elder Wang Liang, and the return to the sect of the Spiritual Artifact Sabre—”

“Nine Mysteries Sword Sect conquered Three Qin Sword Sect, Sword Battle Hall defeated Three Qin Sword Sect Nanyuan Branch, seized six semi-spiritual Artifact swords and sent them back to Sword Pavilion——”

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“When—”

“When—”

On Nine Mysteries Mountain, the bronze bell rang.

Ying Jian into the pavilion.

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