After everyone left, Han Muye raised his hand and placed a formation disk in front of him.

This thing is really a must-have for home travel.

The spiritual stone was placed on the formation plate, the spiritual energy stimulated the formation, and a faint light curtain rose, covering the space of about ten feet in radius.

Outsiders cannot explore this ten-foot-wide space, either with their eyes or with their spiritual thoughts.

In turn, Han Muye, who was inside, could still see everything outside.

Moreover, this light curtain can block the triple blow of Qi Condensation.

However, this array disk is not cheap. Not only does it require more than 10,000 spiritual stones, each time it is opened, it consumes a medium-grade spiritual stone.

Ordinary low-level practitioners cannot afford it.

When the light curtain is raised, Han Muye can practice with peace of mind.

Sitting cross-legged, his mind penetrated the Dantian.

The condensed sword intention just now vibrated slightly, as if welcoming the arrival of his spiritual thoughts.

There is a connection between this sword intention and his spiritual thoughts like the pull of flesh and blood.

This kind of connection was something I had never felt before when I concentrated my sword intent.

After his spiritual thoughts and the sword's intention worked together for a while, Han Muye turned his attention to the sea of ​​​​qi.

If condensing the sword intent in Dantian is the biggest gain, then the change of sword intent in the sea of ​​qi is an even bigger surprise.

At this time, more than eighty sword intentions were quietly suspended in the sea of ​​air.

In the center, there are two vigorous and surging sword lights.

The two sword lights, one red and one green, were so bright that they seemed to turn into flying dragons.

Sword power!

It turned out that Han Muye thought that these two sword intentions would never have the chance to turn into sword power.

Because it is impossible for him to gather so much sword intent.

Three thousand sword intentions turned into sword momentum. He didn't think he would slowly transform these two sword intentions into sword momentum.

But after realizing it today, he realized that the sword power was not really meant to be accumulated.

It is not only quantitative changes that can lead to qualitative changes.

On the contrary, most sword cultivators in the world use qualitative changes to promote quantitative changes.

At this time, the two sword lights in Han Muye's sea of ​​energy had already achieved sword power.

"So, there are two more trump cards to save your life?"

Whispering softly, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

——————

The red sun rises, and the roar begins again.

Yesterday, the army of demon beasts failed to capture the position of Jiuxuan Sword Gate, but today another army gathered.

The evil spirit is rolling, and the monsters are like a tide.

Stationed at the foot of the mountain, streaks of sword light and spiritual light rose.

Tang Chi, who was holding a long sword, turned his head slightly and looked behind him for some unknown reason.

The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

The battle will be more intense today than yesterday.

You need to try your best to survive and prove your worth.

But that man on the mountain.

Last night, I understood the meaning of the sword.

Being able to comprehend the meaning of the sword without reaching the realm, this kind of talent will definitely be taken more seriously by the Sword Sect.

It is really tiring to compete with such people...

"Everyone, kill——"

With a wild roar, Tang Chi's body was filled with sword light and he flew forward.

The entire front line was filled with shouts of killing.

That is--

Han Muye, who was originally calm, was suddenly shaken and stood up.

In front of the military formation at the foot of the mountain, He Xuanqi strode out with two swords in his hands. The sword light in front of him was like a dragon, and he rushed forward to face the monster beast that hit him.

He Xuanqi was not the only one, but there were also several Sword Sect disciples who asked Han Muye for advice last night.

The swords in the hands of these people were shining brightly together, rolling forward.

Their momentum was not much weaker than Tang Chi's team in the center.

"boom--"

The sword light in Tang Chi's hand collided with the black-armored, tiger-headed monster man in front of him, and the two men were surrounded by spiritual energy and monster energy roaring and colliding.

On the other side, Hexuan Qiye, who had killed several monster beasts, bumped into a skinny rat monster.

He Xuanqi suppressed the demon clan with the sword light of both hands, so that he could only resist with all his strength.

Today's battlefield, from the beginning, was much more intense than yesterday.

The Jiuxuan Sword Sect actually has the potential to counterattack.

In the distance, countless practitioners from Xijiang were looking at the battle line of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect below.

"boom--"

In the sky, a black light turned into a ten-foot-long giant beast and crashed towards Tang Chi's location.

This black-light giant beast looks like a black lion, swooping down in mid-air, roaring with aura.

The great pill-forming demon!

Such great monsters cannot be defeated unless they are of the same level.

On the hillside where Jiuxuan Sword Gate was stationed, a figure in green robe flew up to meet him.

"Lion Ming, we are old friends, why bother with the little guys?" Sun Mu, who waved his sleeves and shined with sword light, laughed and swayed the sword light out.

"Buzz——"

Sun Mu's sword light chopped the dark cloud black lion into pieces, revealing the man with a shaggy head and lion's eyes.

"Old man Sun, sooner or later I will tear your bones apart."

The big man stared at Sun Mu fiercely, holding a long black stick in his hand against Sun Mu's sword light.

After the Dan-formation overhaul, the demonic energy and sword light were scattered in all directions. Both the human cultivators and the demonic beasts below consciously stayed away.

There is no other way, even three or two scattered sword lights and demonic energy can kill a low-level practitioner.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and stared at the two great monks fighting.

Sun Mu's swordsmanship is simple and simple, and each sword is a move that has been refined over time.

The big demon named Lion Cry swung a long stick in his hand, seemingly without any rules, but in fact it was a simple move.

After cultivating to the point of condensing the elixir, and condensing the golden elixir of the Great Dao, the power of heaven is displayed in every move and every move.

Whether practitioners or monsters, they rely more on the power of heaven and earth rather than relying entirely on their own strength.

Observing the battle between the two major cultivators, Han Muye gained many new insights into the fighting methods between strong men.

Many pictures that I took for granted before are slowly shattered.

The battle on the second day also lasted until sunset.

Sun Mu and Shi Ming stopped with a tacit understanding and returned separately.

Below, the monster beasts were slowly turning around, driven by the monster masters, while the human cultivators were cleaning the battlefield.

"Senior Brother Han." Sun Mu landed on the cliff and looked at Han Muye.

He followed the rules of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and called the leader of the sword pavilion this way.

"I know that Senior Brother Han, you have extraordinary alchemy skills and can refine immortal elixirs that are hard to find in Western Xinjiang."

Sun Mu lowered his voice and glanced in the direction of the demon clan in the distance.

"I would like to ask you to help me refine an immortal elixir," he said in a deep voice with fighting intent in his eyes, "If I can kill Shi Ming by surprise, I will have the confidence to further my cultivation."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Speaking of this, a suppressed emotion flashed on his face: "I feel that there is a chance for a breakthrough."

breakthrough!

Sun Mu's cultivation has been stagnant for a hundred years, and there is no possibility of improvement.
To be continued...