Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1148 A Sword Swept Across Billions Of Miles, Holding

One slash to kill three Void Refinent Realm cultivators!

Breaking three Grotto-heavens with a single strike!

Han Muye's sword made the Murong family mbers on the 12 flying ships widen their eyes in disbelief.

Was there really such a powerful sword immortal in the world?

Han Muye stood with his sword in hand. The killing intent and battle intent from the sword in his hand caused the sword light on his body to surge.

Guarding with the sword, justice dwelled within.

Just standing in mid-air, Han Muye could feel the surging power of the Sword Dao.

The continuous accumulation of this power made him have the impulse to roar toward the sky.

All kinds of cultivation and hardships in the Sword Dao in the world were all for the sake of holding the sword in his hand and protecting the Dao in his heart.

The sword light rushed into the sky, and a halo flashed for a thousand miles.

Fifteen minutes later, the three Grotto-heavens collapsed. The spatial power on Han Muye's body flashed, and he obtained another Grotto-heaven spatial power.

The nearly 100 Murong family experts who had returned before the Grotto-heaven collapsed were all beaming with joy. They bowed to Han Muye and thanked him, then spread out their gains.

At this mont, Murong Chi and the others flew back from Fragnt Gold City.

Murong Chi looked at Han Muye and bowed. "Senior Yunlan, all the Murong family disciples have withdrawn from Fragnt Gold City."

Separated by only a hundred miles, Murong Chi and the others naturally perceived the scene where Han Muye cut three Grotto-heavens with a single strike.

At this mont, their respect for Han Muye grew even deeper.

This was a heaven-defying sword immortal, and the life and death of the Murong family depended on this powerful individual.

Han Muye nodded and rushed out of the flying ship.

"You guys go first. Don't wait for ."

Han Muye's voice echoed.

Murong Chi raised his head and looked at the green sword on the top of the flying ship.

Although Han Muye had left, he left behind this spiritual treasure longsword to suppress the area.

Outsiders naturally did not know that this treasure that looked like a numinous treasure-level sword was actually Han Muye's second Essence Soul, the Trapping Sword.

This was the condensation of Han Muye's Immortal Dao cultivation and the convergence of Heaven Immortal combat strength.

"Let's go."

Seeing Han Muye leave, Murong Chi nodded and raised his hand to guide the twelve flying ships forward.

He turned to look at the various treasures displayed on the flying ship with a smile.

"These are the opportunities that the senior has given you, keep them."

They were all treasures from the Grotto-heaven of Heaven Immortal experts, and every one of them was of extraordinary value.

If it were elsewhere, Murong Chi would naturally choose to store these treasures in the family clan's treasury.

But now, what could be used in his hands were treasures, and what was stored in the warehouse were just lifeless items.

Moreover, these treasures were the opportunities bestowed by the Yunlan Sword Immortal. He couldn't take them away.

Murong Chi's words made the descendants of the families who were only in the Heaven Realm and Earth Realm cheer.

To them, these treasures were the capital to settle down in the future.

The flying ship turned around and left, and Han Muye had already landed in Fragnt Gold City filled with the aura of tal.

Previously, not only were there disciples of the Murong family in the town, but there were also many immortal cultivators gathered everywhere.

There was a huge battle, and ruins were everywhere.

Han Muye did not stay and rushed straight into the mine in the mountains not far away.I think you should take a look at

When he stepped into the mine, the golden and iron aura of shattering tal and stone had already filled the air.

After stepping 100,000 feet, broken tal could be seen everywhere in the mine.

If the Murong clan was here in the past, they could slowly mine the ores in this mine and earn a lot of spiritual rocks.

Now, Han Muye would take all these ores away.

As he stepped forward, the space around him continuously collapsed, and all the shattered tal and stone were absorbed.

The further he went, the more surprised Han Muye beca.

This mineral vein was more abundant than expected.

It wasn't until he had gone 3,000 miles and 1,000 feet underground that all the mineral veins were collected.

With so many ores, it was a hundred tis larger than the mineral vein outside Yunlan City.

With so many Fragnt Gold Ants, it was enough for him to raise even more broken tal ants.

If he mixed in so other spirit ores to raise them, he could raise even more Fragnt Gold Ants.

To Han Muye, the Fragnt Gold Ants represented the power of the soul.

At the end of the mineral vein, Han Muye moved and rushed out of the ground. A sword light drove him in the direction of the 12 flying ships.

At this mont, the flying ship that had flown 3,000 miles away was blocked by a group of cultivators with different figures and black robes covering their faces and bodies.

Immortal light soared into the sky. These immortal cultivators were clearly from the Daoist sects.

Their formation was orderly, and their immortal radiance intertwined as they slowly brought the speed of the flying ships to a halt.

With thodical Dao arts, they invoked powerful forces to attack all the Murong family mbers.

If this attack landed, the 12 flying ships would directly collapse, and no one from the Murong family would survive.

Everyone watched in horror as the spell formation collided with them, and their gazes turned to the longsword floating on the deck in front of them.

Only the Yunlan Sword Immortal could save them.

"Senior, please save us!" Murong Chi, who was standing in front, gritted his teeth and shouted at the sword.

The green longsword vibrated, and sword light lit up.

"Half-way through the Dao, dispel evil.

"Keep the sword righteous and cut it down."

Han Muye's voice rang out.

The magnificent sword light on the long sword turned into a thousand feet and rushed into the sky.

"Block this sword!"

"Form the Magnetic Array of 10,000 Objects!"

"Lightning."

The Daoist Faction was also experienced in dealing with sword cultivators.

Streams of immortal light ford a formation, and the light formation that was emitting geomagnetic power transford into a net that headed towards the sword light barrier.

Clouds of various colors descended from the sky and struck the longsword.

Unfortunately, this sword was ford from a Primordial Spirit, not a tal weapon. What was the use of magnetism?

Immortal light flashed.

The sword weapon that wasn't made of gold or iron didn't trigger the thunder and lightning. Instead, it flickered among the rolling thunder clouds and made a sudden stab, shattering the formation attacking the flying ships.

"Suppress immortality, invoke calamity.

"Shock the world with turbulent waves."