Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

One level eight, one level nine!

The level eight battle puppet blocked He Yangsun’s path and stabbed its spear at his forehead.

The level nine battle puppet’s spear appeared behind his head, its tip directly exploding with coldness.

In that instant, He Yangsun seemed to be in a dire situation.

Yan Ke’er!s expression changed dramatically. She wanted to help, but it was too late.

He Yangsun tightened his grip on the two blades in his hands. At this moment, he did not dodge or retreat at all. He slashed forward.

“Boom—”

Behind him, a battle puppet with a long saber in its hand cut through the void and stood in front of the level nine battle puppet.

This one strike couldn’t stop a level nine powerhouse.

The blade only slightly slowed the speed of the spear’s thrust before being deflected.

With a flash, the green spearhead pierced through He Yangsun’s puppet’s shoulder.

The spear penetrated through his body.

The level eight powerhouse blocking He Yangsun’s path was already pushed back by a single slash.

He Yangsun didn’t turn around and directly slashed towards the rear.

As he swung his blade, the battle puppet that had been stabbed suddenly raised its arm, gripping the spear embedded in its body.

The expression of the puppet master controlling the level nine battle puppet changed drastically

The cooperation between He Yangsun and his battle puppet had reached an unimaginable level.

This was essentially the fusion of man and puppet!

This was what every puppet master in the world longed for—the synchronization of intention between the puppet and its master.

Yan Keer looked envious.

“Bang!

He Yangsun’s long saber repelled the ninth-grade Battle Puppet and broke its spear.

Just as he was about to turn around, several figures rushed towards him, and then knives and spears smashed down.

“Boom—n

A black fist reached out from behind He Yangsun and sent all the figures rushing towards him flying.

A golden-red light flashed on the God-Slaying Battle Puppet’s body, and a

glint flashed across its eyes.

With a flash, he tore through the void and appeared in front of an old man in a black robe.

The old man’s expression changed and black armor covered his body.

Level nine!

This old man was clearly also level nine, but he had been hiding here.

It was obvious that he was up to something.

The God-Slaying Battle Puppet struck without hesitation, not giving him a chance.

“Bang!

Covered in black armor, the old man thrust his sword.

However, the sword shattered under the God-Slaying Battle Puppet’s punch.

The old man’s body also burst apart.

This blow left everyone around stunned.

A level nine powerhouse, shattered in a single blow!

He Yangsun stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with horror.

Yan Ke’er covered her mouth, afraid that she might cry out in shock.

A level nine powerhouse couldn’t even block a single blow!

It wasn’t a matter of blocking; it was a matter of being instantly killed.

Such strength, is it sage level?

Even a sage could not kill a level nine so easily, right?

The surrounding experts who were about to attack Han Muye all retreated in fear.

Too strong!

The attack of the God-Slaying Battle Puppet made everyone not dare to advance any further.

Although treasures were good, one had to be alive to take them.

Two figures descended from mid-air.

The level nine expert, Xu Chengjia, had a gloomy expression.

Beside him was an old man in a gray robe with a solemn expression.

“Hold him back for three breaths,” the gray-robed old man muttered. Then he moved towards Han Muye.

The moment the old man moved, Xu Chengjia extended his hand as well. Streams of light shot towards the God-Slaying Battle Puppet, turning into chains.

Tying him down for three breaths didn’t mean engaging in combat.

This task was slightly easier.

Watching the gray-robed old man rush towards Han Muye, He Yangsun raised his hand and slashed out with his long saber.

However, his saber missed.

In a flash, the old man had already passed through the stream of light and landed in front of Han Muye.

This was not because he used his own cultivation base, but because he had mastered the power of the array!

Standing before Han Muye, he raised his hand, and a golden-gray stream of light exploded from his palm.

“Buzz!”

The last remnants of the shattered array flickered, pressing down towards Han Muye.

“Let me see what ability you have to dare to have designs on the Heaven Splitter Battle Spear.” The gray-robed old man directed the remaining power of the array towards Han Muye’s head, a hint of coldness showing on his face.