Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 752 - 752 Killing Divine Lord Xuan Ming with One Strike, Suppressing the Dao Sects of the Eight Dongnan Counties (3)

752 Killing Divine Lord Xuan Ming with One Strike, Suppressing the Dao Sects of the Eight Dongnan Counties (3)

Nirvana.

It was the ultimate power of the ancient fire attribute, the power of an undying phoenix.

Han Muye, who was standing on a great river, had a calm expression. He raised his hand, and the sword light was cold.

“The 30,000-mile river enters the sea to the east, and the 5,000-foot mountain rises into the sky. The golden wind cleanses the Heavenly Tribulation, and the sword determines life and death.”

One strike to determine life and death.

As the poem was written, a sword light appeared.

A sword light that spanned 30,000 miles immediately slashed the phantom of the mountains and rivers above the Guan Estuary and the body of the phoenix.

“Boom!”

The mountains and rivers were shattered, and the phoenix was shattered.

Half of the phantom carried the phoenix’s body and flowed towards the Eastern Sea. The other half followed the current and headed towards the Southern Wasteland.

Between heaven and earth, the Spiritual Wave surged. The entire river was illuminated by a fiery red spiritual light, and the setting sun was like blood.

The power of the Heavenly Mystic World directly killed the world’s top expert, Divine Lord Xuan Ming!

The world returned to silence, and numerous golden seals floated silently.

In the Imperial City, Lu Yang personally led the Mystic Sun Guards and the Red Flame Army to rush out and head towards the surrounding prefectures.

Conquering the rebels.

At this moment, everyone in the Mysterious Heavenly World lost their voices.

The Daoist Sect experts gathered but didn’t say a word.

Whoever spoke today would become the next Divine Lord Xuan Ming!

A great cultivator who could defeat a Half-Sage was killed by this sword.

This was the true power of the Heavenly Mystic Realm!

Although Half-Sage Wang Muyang was powerful, he was not good at fighting and did not have the authority of heaven and earth.

Divine Lord Xuan Ming’s victory over Wang Muyang had given the Daoist Sects false hope.

Did they really think that Confucianism had lost its power and that the general trend of the world had changed?

Today’s strike taught the cultivators of the eight counties in Dongnan a lesson!

Han Muye sheathed his sword, shook his head, turned around, and paced back to the cabin.

It was not until the spiritual light in the cabin rose and isolated the world that cheers sounded on the deck.

In the other cabins, the accompanying cultivators looked at each other. Some were delighted, while others were at a loss.

“He killed Divine Lord Xuan Ming with a single strike?” The black-robed cultivator whispered in disbelief.

That was a top-notch Semi-God Realm warrior, one of the strongest people in the world.

He was killed with just one strike?

A great cultivator that even a Half-Sage couldn’t do anything about couldn’t withstand a single strike?

“With the blessing of heaven and earth, using poetry as a sword, I finally know who this Grandmaster Mu Ye is!” A Confucianist cultivator in a long robe and sleeves laughed loudly.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the great cultivator shouted, “The scholar carries a sword and uses poetry as a sword. White Deer Mountain’s Grandmaster Han Mu!”

On the deck, Yunduan turned her head and looked at Huang Zhihu.

“Zhihu, let me be your foster father’s servant. The way he carried the sword and moved forward is engraved in my heart. I can’t forget it…”

Hearing her words, Huang Zhihu came over and sized her up with his big eyes. Then she said in a low voice, “Why don’t I send you to his room tonight?”

Yunduan nodded.

“Get lost! What are you thinking about!” Huang Zhihu raised her leg and kicked. Yunduan had already expected this and ran away in a flash. The two of them laughed and joked on the deck, attracting the attention of the soldiers.

Gongsun Qingfeng, who had let out a long sigh of relief, revealed a smile and sat down on the deck.

From the moment Han Muye broke through the clouds and deep gorges with a single sword strike, it had been up and down, with life or death hovering around. Even someone as strong as Gongsun Qingfeng felt like they were no longer in control.

He killed a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator with a single sword strike and then mobilized the power of heaven and earth to kill Divine Lord Xuan Ming.