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491, the whiplash reappears(1/3)

The ear-piercing roaring sound directly caused the two practitioners not far away to tremble, and then their bodies exploded.

Zhao Yu and the disciples of the Jiange behind him looked solemn and turned the sword light into a light curtain, wrapping their bodies.

Above the light curtain, ripples could be seen flashing, and what caused the ripples was a skull that was so thin that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

This is a divine soul attack. If it were not blocked by the light shield, these skulls would pass through the body and bite the divine soul directly.

Although the light shield blocked the attack of the soul, Zhao Yu and the others were spending a lot of money. Looking at the endless worms around them, a trace of despair flashed in their hearts.

In addition, although those practitioners also had means to block the attacks of the spirits, they were obviously more panicked.

Some people are on the verge of collapse.

"Buzz——"

Around Mu Wan, a light blue aura rose.

This spiritual light just swirled slightly and swallowed up all the shadows rushing towards her.

As the shadow was swallowed up, the light cyan aura became more vivid.

Han Muye's eyes lit up.

Surprise flashed across Mu Wan's face: "Senior brother, it seems that Chaowian likes these spirits very much."

The green aura is the grass whip.

Just now, Qian Cao Whip conveyed his desire to Mu Wan.

"Perhaps this is an opportunity to catch the grass." Han Muye said with a smile.

Mu Wan nodded, raised her hand a little, and the light cyan light flew out, turning into a ten-foot arc of light.

The ten-foot space suddenly became clear.

Those worms screamed, all showing fear.

"Ding--"

The aperture continued to expand, and the original light color turned into dark green, with green leaves emerging outside the aperture.

Catch the grass whip.

This green light is the grass whip.

The aperture rapidly expanded from ten feet to a hundred feet to a thousand feet.

All the worms shrouded in the aperture struggled and slowly disappeared into nothingness.

At this time, visible to the naked eye, the aperture carries the devouring power, absorbing the light gray power into it.

This power is the divine soul.

Swallowing the soul, the grass whip is recovering rapidly.

The power to seize the opportunity to seal the town and raise the Immortal Platform has been exhausted.

At this time, the power of these souls has just been replenished.

When the aperture enveloped the high platform, the high platform shook, as if something extremely terrible had happened.

"boom--"

A jade-white conch emerged, and then the conch turned into a shadow.

But as soon as the virtual shadow appeared, it was shrouded in a circle of light.

The jade conch vibrated and spit out streams of black light.

Hitting the aperture, the aperture trembled and seemed about to break.

Mu Wan's face turned pale as she used the grass whip.

Han Muye snorted coldly, and in the sword box behind his back, thousands of long swords were instantly unsheathed.

"Canglang——"

The sword light turned into a torrent, shattering all those black streams of light.

Not a single stream of light could escape, they were all shattered into pieces under one sword strike.

"Amazing……"

Looking at this sword, Zhao Yu whispered.

Those Jiange disciples and other remaining practitioners all had shocked expressions on their faces.

These black streams of light reveal the power of the soul, and each one has the appearance of a heavenly spirit that has left the body.

Han Muye's sword can actually cut through the heaven realm with every sword light, and it can even break through the power of the soul.

"hiss--"

The jade conch shook, and an angry roar came from it.

A shadow appeared.

This phantom looks like the white-robed Taoist from before.

It's just that at this time, the Taoist lacked the calmness and calmness of a major swordsman, and instead had a tyrannical expression on his face.

The Taoist held a long sword, and with a movement of his body, he appeared hundreds of feet in front of Han Muye.

The long sword has a flowing light, and the sword moves are exactly the same as before on the high platform.

It's just that this sword light now reveals the magnificent sword intention, causing the surrounding halo and soul to intertwine.

Zhao Yu's figure moved and landed in front of the shadow.

The disciples of Jiange followed closely behind, unsheathing their long swords.

"when--"

The long swords clashed, and Zhao Yu flew out.

"careful!"

"This swordsmanship——"

Zhao Yucai shouted out, and the disciples of the Jiange Hall had already been sent flying.

The practitioners in the distance all retreated in panic, fearing that they would be implicated.

After picking up the disciples of Feijian Pavilion, the white-clothed Taoist drew his long sword and headed towards Han Muye.

"That's it?"

Han Muye shook his head.

"The void has its form."

"In the end, it is swallowing the soul, but it is impossible to really swallow the feeling."

Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword light in his hand flashed. The sword light was exactly the same as when the Taoist was practicing on the high platform.

This is the swordsmanship of Taoist Yuluo!

This is the inheritance everyone is looking for!

At some point, Han Muye had already obtained this inheritance.

"when--"

The two sword lights collided, and the Taoist's sword instantly shattered, and even his figure was shaken away, retreating towards the rear.

But the Taoist stepped back, with a smile on his face.

"Haha, not bad, not bad."

good?

What's good?

Zhao Yu and others watched blankly as the Taoist form turned into nothingness.

Someone turned to look at Han Muye, surprise flashing across his face.

Did you just realize this swordsmanship?

Is there really anyone in the world who can learn swordsmanship just by watching a drill?

This understanding is simply terrifying.

Han Muye looked solemn and bowed towards the place where the Taoist disappeared.

This is the last tribute to an ancient swordsman.

"Buzz——"

He drew the sword in his hand, and all the sword light that originally surrounded the jade conch suddenly fell down and crashed into the jade conch.

The jade conch vibrated and shattered.

Countless illusory lights and shadows flew around, were enveloped by the halo of light, and were then inhaled.
To be continued...
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