“It’s him!”
Nearby, someone let out a low cry.
“Sect Master, this person once commented on the sword techniques of the disciples of the various sects at the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s gathering. His judgment is extremely unique.”
The speaker was a one-eyed man with a look of hatred.
“At that time, one of my eyes was injured. He said that my Duanhua Sword Sect’s swordsmanship was unbalanced and the injury was expected.”
As his voice fell, an old man in a purple robe walked out of the shadows.
This person was tall and had an extraordinary aura. His hands were behind his back, and his eyes seemed to be flickering with starlight.
“Senior Zuo Yao, the Sect Master of the Duanhua Sword Sect?”
Han Muye turned around with a smile on his face.
“I really didn’t expect the master of a sect to be reduced to doing chores for the demons.”
Han Muye’s words made the old man’s expression turn cold.
“Hmph, if it weren’t for the fact that your Nine Mystic Sword Sect has extorted too much and almost wiped out our small sects, why would I have colluded with the demons?”
Zuo Yao snorted coldly and walked forward step by step. Sword qi surged on his body.
“Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and deal with this guy.” Not far away, a rough voice could be heard.
A nearly ten-foot-tall figure walked out.
A minotaur?
Han Muye looked at this tall and strong figure and chuckled.
This burly man with two horns had an unknown bloodline.
He wondered if he could get some clues from this guy that would be helpful to his cultivation of the Iron Bull Strength.
Cao Ang’s expression was ugly as he said in a low voice, “Seniors, since this person can come here, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect must have taken action. We should leave quickly.”
His words made the expression of the Sect Master of the Duanhua Sword Sect, Zuo Yao, change. His eyes focused, then he raised his hand and waved.
Several impatient figures pounced at Han Muye.
The sword light was dark and sharp in the stone chamber.
Peak Qi Condensation Realm.
The few people who attacked were all at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm. They were the elites of the Duanhua Sword Sect.
His cultivation was profound and his swordsmanship was extraordinary.
The few of them attacked ruthlessly, and the sword light sealed off Han Muye’s escape route.
Cao Ang’s eyes lit up as he stared at Han Muye.
He had always remembered how Han Muye and Huang Six had humiliated him in front of the Sword Pavilion.
If he didn’t hate the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, why would he choose to submit and betray his family?
Zuo Yao’s aura condensed as he stood there, staring at Han Muye’s hand holding the sword.
He wanted to see what kind of methods this Nine Mystic Sword Sect expert had.
The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was ranked as one of the four major sword sects. Was it because of the many experts or because of the true inheritance of the sect? The disciples behind were all powerful!
Han Muye did not disappoint him.
He raised his sword hand.
However, Zuo Yao’s eyes widened when he saw Han Muye’s stance.
“Mu Yang’s swordsmanship? The sword technique of the Duanhua Sword Sect?”
What else could this sword move be other than the ultimate sword technique of the Duanhua Sword Sect? Zuo Yao thought.
How did this person know this move?
Not only was the Sect Master of the Duanhua Sword Sect in a daze, but the elite disciples who were attacking Han Muye were also stunned.
How could it be our sect’s sword technique? they wondered.
Han Muye’s sword didn’t stop.
“Mu Yang’s swordsmanship is lethal enough, but when he was in the legacy of the Flower Severing Sword Sect, he chased after them too much.”
“With this move, I should use seventy percent of my strength and leave thirty percent for sunset.”
“Slash—”
He thrusted his sword, colliding with the sword light in front of him. The other party’s sword trembled, and Han Muye’s sword light had already retracted, brushing past the edge of the other sword!
At that moment, the sword light flashed!
“The last brilliance of the slanting sun!”
Han Muye whispered, and the sword light brought out a spray of blood!
With a single strike, his fellow disciple at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm died.
The others trembled and immediately restrained the strength of their swords.
They didn’t know if Han Muye would attack them next.
With a single strike, Han Muye had already intimidated these elites of the Duanhua Sword Sect.
However, he did not come here today to intimidate them.
He was doing it for—murder!
“Sect Master Zuo Yao, take a look at my sword.”
The sword light rose again!
“Get out of the way!”
Zuo Yao roared and the sword qi on his body turned into a long dragon that rushed into the battle circle.
Those disciples could not block Han Muye’s sword at all!
Zuo Yao had already understood this fact from the moment Han Muye delivered his first strike.
Han Muye’s swordsmanship was even more proficient than his own!
Such swordsmanship had returned to its original state. Every move he made was sword logic.
Not to mention those disciples of the Duanhua Sword Sect, even he could only rely on his cultivation that far exceeded the other party to suppress them.
Seeing Zuo Yao rush over, Han Muye chuckled. The sword in his hand moved even faster!
“Slash—”
Three figures fell. The others retreated in panic, their faces filled with fear!
He killed three peak-stage Qi Condensation cultivators with a single strike. What kind of sword expert was this?!
“You have a death wish!”
Zuo Yao shouted, his face flushed.
Han Muye had killed without hesitation in front of him, making him furious.
He unsheathed the sword in his hand, and a dense sword qi instantly pierced out. The 30-foot-long sword light slashed down from above Han Muye’s head.
Simple and crude.
He was suppressing others with his realm.
As expected of a sect master, he was ruthless. He saw through Han Muye’s weakness at a glance.
With his half-step Earth Realm sword technique and the spiritual weapon sword in his hand, he only needed one strike to kill Han Muye!
Before the sword arrived, the sword light pressed down. The pressure that assaulted Han Muye made him feel like he was suffocating.
Looking at the incoming sword light, Han Muye was calm.
There were many flaws in this strike.
There were so many flaws that even sword cultivators who had just started practicing swordsmanship could find them.
However, under this strike, those who were not at the fifth level of Qi Condensation or above would probably not even have the courage to raise their swords to resist.
This was the suppression of cultivation.
Back then, Han Muye had used two sword intents to slash an Earth Realm expert. He really didn’t take Earth Realm experts seriously.
Looking at the situation, if he had exhausted his sword intent and fought with an Earth Realm expert, he would probably die.
Han Muye was glad that he had only encountered the Sect Master of the Duanhua Sword Sect today, and not an Earth Realm cultivator.
He decided that when he fought with Earth Realm experts in the future, he would never give them a chance to show off.
Otherwise, it would be really hard to say if he would survive.
The sword light arrived, and Han Muye raised the Green Destiny Sword.
The blade vibrated and turned into a yellow leaf.
One leaf.
The leaf split into three before Zuo Yao’s eyes.
Then Zuo Yao widened his eyes and quickly retreated.
But it was too late.
Three leaves exploded, turning into countless leaves that chased after Zuo Yao and surrounded him.
By the time Zuo Yao landed 30 feet away, the scattered leaves had already slowly drifted away.
Every leaf carried traces of blood and they gathered together to form a blood-colored butterfly!
Zuo Yao’s face was pale. He pointed at Han Muye and gurgled a few times. In the end, his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground.
Breathless!
A peak-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, a half-step Earth Realm cultivator, was killed in one strike!
Only when Zuo Yao fell to the ground did the blood-colored butterfly slowly fade away, turning into pure sword qi that returned to Han Muye’s Green Destiny Sword.
One strike to kill a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator!
Silence filled the stone chamber.
The Duanhua Sword Sect disciples who had attacked Han Muye earlier were all trembling.
If not for the fact that his sect master had sacrificed himself, he would be the one lying on the ground now…
Standing in front of the stone wall, Cao Ang’s face was pale as he quietly moved back.
Holding the sword in his hand, Han Muye smiled.
He did not use the sword intent in his sea of vital energy. He only activated the sword qi in his dantian.
Although the sword qi consumed some energy, it could be retracted and re-cultivated.
In other words, this time, Han Muye had relied on his own strength to kill a peak-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Raising his sword, Han Muye turned his head calmly.
In the stone chamber, everyone who caught his gaze turned pale and subconsciously retreated.
Who wouldn’t be afraid of such combat power!
Han Muye pointed his sword at the minotaur.
The people from the Duanhua Sword Sect retreated out of the mine.
If their sect master could not even withstand a single strike, who would dare to step forward?
They would be courting death.
Han Muye didn’t care about the others. He just pointed his sword at the minotaur and chuckled. “Let me see what you’re capable of.”
The minotaur’s expression was solemn. With a long shout, the green light on its body turned into a thirty-foot-tall green bull.
The horns on the head of this huge bull reached the top of the stone chamber. With a light sweep, countless gravel fell towards Han Muye’s head.
Han Muye paused, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, shattering all the gravel.
If it had known that the gravel could not do anything to Han Muye, the bull wouldn’t have taken a step forward when Han Muye attacked. Its huge body collided with Han Muye.
If such a body was hit, even metal would be torn apart.
However, Han Muye would not give it the chance to hit him.
His body turned into a breeze, and his sword light was like a cloud.
The green bull shadow crashed out and Han Muye was nowhere to be seen.
When the huge bull turned its head, it saw Han Muye calmly holding a sword and smiling.
The giant bull roared and took a step forward. The cave trembled, then it charged again.
After a few rounds, Han Muye was unscathed.
The demons had their advantages.
If this huge green ox shadow was fighting in the wild, the human cultivators’ defense line would probably be broken with a collision.
However, in this one-on-one battle in a narrow space, the giant bull could not unleash its strength at all.
Shaking his head, Han Muye raised his sword.
This bull’s body was full of strength, but its speed and aura were extremely poor.
Fortunately, it did not choose to train its body.
Even though they were of the same race, there was a huge gap in combat power between the ancient demon race’s bloodline.
It seems like I have to study the secrets of the ancient demon bloodline in the future.
Without waiting any longer, the sword in Han Muye’s hand slashed through the green bull’s neck.
When he turned to look at Cao Ang, whose body was pressed against the stone wall, the green bull’s body dissipated behind him. The minotaur covered its neck and fell to the ground.
Cao Ang’s eyes were filled with fear.
At the half-step Earth Realm, the Sect Master of the Duanhua Sword Sect, who had peerless sword techniques, could not withstand Senior Brother Han’s sword.
The bull demon, who was extremely strong and had an incomparably powerful body, could not withstand a single strike.
“You shouldn’t have betrayed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and the Cao Family.”
Han Muye raised his sword.
Cao Ang leaned against the stone wall, his eyes filled with anger and madness.
“Shouldn’t have betrayed? Who the f*ck wants to betray? But do I have a choice? If I don’t betray them, they’ll kill me. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die…”
“Boom—”
The stone wall behind Cao Ang exploded, and a stream of spiritual light rushed out, crashing into Han Muye, who was standing 10 feet away, and instantly swallowed him!
