Chapter 106: The Matter Is Done and I Am Leaving (14)
Tianjing, escaped!
In front of countless Jiuxuan Sword Sect disciples, Tianjing Daxiu, the master of Fengling Sword Sect, escaped.
This rapidly changing battle situation is really unexpected.
A powerful man in the heavenly realm was wounded by a sword three thousand miles away from Jiuxuan Mountain and fled for his life?
The fourth heavenly figure in Western Xinjiang was unexpectedly defeated by the master of Jiuxuan Sword Sect outside Jiuxuan Mountain with a concentrated sword. He was seriously injured and escaped.
This injury will never heal.
After today, among the Xijiang sects, the only one under Heaven is the Jiuxuan Sword Sect!
"In the past three hundred years, the glory of our Jiuxuan Sword Sect has reappeared——"
With tears in his eyes, Kanazawa screamed and shouted.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect has endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden for three hundred years, and now it is finally here!
He wasted two hundred years in Jinze, his path was cut off, and finally achieved the great cause of Jiuxuan Sword Sect!
"Today, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect is in the Heaven-Slaying Realm!"
The Heaven-Destroying Realm!
Everyone in the Jiuxuan Sword Sect looked crazy.
Kill the Heaven Realm with force!
"Heaven-Destroying Realm!"
"Heaven-Destroying Realm!"
All the strong men of the Earth Realm flew up, formed a sword formation, followed behind the sect leader Jin Ze, and chased in the direction of the Feng Ling Sword Sect's retreat.
In today's battle, the Jiuxuan Sword Sect will rise!
Seeing the masters of the sects flying in pursuit of the enemy, the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect below were all excited.
"Senior Brother Han, Brother Six, are you okay?" Lin Shen looked at Huang Laoliu in front of the carriage and spoke in a low voice.
Beside him, Lu Gao, who was holding a wooden stick in one hand, was also grinning.
Around the carriage, countless disciples looked at Han Muye and Huang Laoliu with extremely hot eyes.
The ones who turned the tide of today's battle were the two little-known sword watchers in front of them!
"Senior Brother Han from Jiange, a genius in swordsmanship." Someone pointed at Han Muye.
"More than a genius, he is like a swordsman."
"His name is Huang Laoliu, and he is the sword watcher of Jiange Pavilion." A disciple looked at Huang Laoliu and whispered to the excited classmates around him.
"Hush, his name is Huang Zhenxiong, he should be called Senior Brother Zhenxiong."
"Brother Six, please respect Brother Six from now on."
Huang Laoliu had a strange expression on his face.
Just now, the sword energy condensed in his soul merged with the sword above the head of the sect leader Kanazawa. He really seemed to be transformed into a giant sword, with a shining sword that could cut heaven and earth.
But my family knows that I am worth a lot.
His little sword energy is not strong enough to even scratch the itch of a strong person in the Heaven Realm, let alone cut him.
How can you help the sect leader to hurt the sect leader of the Wind Spirit Sword Sect and the Heavenly Realm Overhaul?
Unconsciously, he turned his head and looked at Han Muye who was sitting cross-legged on the carriage.
At this time, Han Muye looked pale and his shoulders were shaking slightly.
"boom--"
A roar came from the distant sky.
With one strike of the sword, hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers were split open.
Zhang Cheng ran away first, but the few Half-Step Heaven Realms behind him couldn't escape, so they had to turn around, work together to catch the sword light, and then vomited blood and retreated.
It was only then that the majestic sky-supporting sword slowly turned into nothingness.
A hundred breaths have passed.
Han Muye was shocked and slowly opened his eyes.
"Brother Six?"
In front of him, Huang Laoliu came closer, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Brother, your body is quite weak..."
Virtual?
Can it be true?
The sword condensed in his soul was exhausted, and Han Muye's own soul was also involved, almost shaking and collapsing.
At this time, his muscles and bones ached all over and he had a splitting headache.
The entire shrine is empty.
"Boy, are you okay?" The elder of Jiange, who also looked pale, stepped forward and looked at Han Muye.
He naturally knew that Han Muye's consumption was huge, which might affect the stability of his soul and cause his body to collapse.
Ancestor Tao Ran, who was also following, looked at Han Muye, then turned to Huang Laoliu, who was crowded in front of the carriage, and reached out to pat his shoulder.
"Good boy, not bad."
good?
Huang Laoliu blushed and nodded.
He didn't know why he was so good.
Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged on the carriage, looked at the elder of Jiange and chuckled: "Elder, do you want me to give a message to that senior Xiao Yueli for you?"
His words made the elder of Jiange's face stiffen, and a rare blush appeared on his pale face.
"Smelly boy..."
Before the sword pavilion elder finished cursing, Han Muye spurted out a mouthful of blood, and sword energy burst out from his body. He fell onto the carriage frame and passed out.
The power of one person can turn the tide from falling, and the power of a sword can save Jiuxuan from falling.
Worth it.
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When Han Muye woke up, he was already in the quiet room in the sword pavilion.
"Han, Senior Brother Han is awake."
A boy of thirteen or fourteen years old whispered, then turned around and ran out.
"Grandpa Gao, Grandpa Tao, Senior Brother Han are awake—"
The boy's voice echoed in the sword pavilion.
Within a moment, Lu Gao, who was holding a wooden stick, and Lin Shen, who was carrying a sword, rushed into the quiet room.
Then, Elder Jiange and Patriarch Tao Ran also walked in.
"Elder, how long have I been asleep?"
Han Muye felt that his head was still a little heavy, so he looked at the elder of Jiange and asked in a low voice.
"One month and seven days." The elder of Jiange looked at Han Muye and said softly, "I thought you would never wake up again."
One month and seven days.
Han Muye nodded.
He didn't expect that he would be injured so seriously.
"It's good to wake up, just wake up." Lin Shen and Lu Gao both looked excited.
Han Muye looked at Lu Gao, whose eyes were covered with black gauze, and whispered: "Brother Lu, your injury..."
Lu Gao grinned and said: "It doesn't matter, you can eat and drink. Sixth brother said that I will take care of myself in Jiange from now on."
Han Muye nodded.
"Sixth brother was invited to a banquet by Elder Liu of the inner sect. Are you going to tell him the news that Senior Brother Han has awakened?" The boy who had just shouted loudly stuck his head out of the door of the quiet room and asked.
Han Muye turned his head to look at the boy, his eyes shone, and his whole body trembled.
The boy was holding a snow-white little fox in his hand and looking up at him.
Han Muye didn't come back to his senses until the boy left with the little fox.
"Elder, where did he and it come from?"
Han Muye looked at the elder of the Sword Pavilion.
"Gao Xiaoxuan, this kid is a distant relative of the elder of the Sword Pavilion. The elder specially found him to take care of you."
Lu Gao, who was leaning on a wooden stick and covered with a black veil, did not become depressed because of losing his eyesight, and his voice was still loud.
"This kid is pretty good, diligent and sensible."
Lu Gao seemed to like the boy very much.
"Gao Xiaoxuan?" Han Muye looked at the elder of the Sword Pavilion only after Lu Gao and Lin Shen walked out to continue guarding the Sword Pavilion.
"Can't you guess it?" The elder of the Sword Pavilion waved his hand and sat down in front of the long table in Han Muye's quiet room.
The quiet room was so small, there was only one wooden chair, and the old ancestor Tao Ran who came with him could only stand.
Han Muye was still sore and weak, raised his head to the old ancestor Tao Ran and nodded, then whispered: "Old ancestor, is this the sword spirit of the Nine Mysterious Sword?"
There is a spirit in the sword.
In fact, swords at the spiritual level have already bred sword spirits.
But even if it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, the intelligence of the sword spirit is not high, just like an ordinary small beast.
After being nurtured for a long time, it can communicate with the sword owner, but it still cannot communicate too complicatedly.
Only when it reaches the magic weapon level, the sword spirit's intelligence and soul are not inferior to humans, and it can even transform into a human form and practice itself.
The little boy Gao Xiaoxuan that Han Muye saw was clearly a body condensed by a sword spirit.
The reason why he could see it was because he practiced the sword condensation technique inherited from the Sword Pavilion.
Otherwise, he would probably be like Lu Gao and the others, really just thinking that Gao Xiaoxuan was a distant relative of Elder Gao.
"The Sect Master brought Master Tu Sun of Taiyi Sword Sect here, and wanted to ask him to deal with Master Zhang Cheng of Fengling Sword Sect in exchange for the Nine Mysterious Sword."
"To get the Nine Mysterious Sword, you have to kill the big monster."
"To avoid the catastrophe, the big monster's soul escaped and condensed into a white fox beast, and the Nine Mysterious Sword was the sword spirit transformed into a child."
"When we returned to the Sword Pavilion, the two of them were already there."
"It's just that the sword spirit was ignorant, and the little beast directly gave up its ten thousand years of cultivation and memory, and the two got along well."
"The Sect Master said that the big monster suppressed by the Nine Mysterious Sword was cruel, so how could the Nine Mysterious Sword not be cruel?" Ancestor Tao Ran sighed softly.
The big monster was to avoid being killed by Master Tu Sun, and the Nine Mysterious Sword was to avoid being refined and taken away.
One gave up his ten thousand years of true body and memory, and the other got rid of the sword body.
Han Muye was a little stunned.
The great demon's spirit was able to come out, so it must be related to him, right?
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