Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

He killed two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators with one strike!

This was the might of Commander Lu Yang.

Below, Qi Ziyu smiled. The divine light on his body surged to the surface of the water and suppressed all the waves.

This was his divine realm, and the Great Dao followed his heart.

"Kill."

Lu Yang shouted again, and the sword light rose again, chasing after the frightened cultivators.

Since Butcher Lu\'s sword was unsheathed, he would not sheathe it unless he killed carefreely.

"Boom!"

A sword slashed through the clouds.

The sword light shattered the sky.

In the sky, those great cultivators dispersed in an instant.

The situation of the Daoist sects had become a joke.

A single strike from the commanders of the three counties of the Mystic Sun Guards broke the siege of the Dongnan Daoist sects.

This was true power!

The sword light gradually faded away, and the spiritual light fled.

On the ship, the spiritual light on Qian Yunong\'s body turned into ashes.

He sat on the deck in a daze.

The powerful Daoist sects could not stop the young man in front of them.

They couldn\'t block Lu Yang\'s sword.

They had abandoned Confucianism and entered Daoism. What were they seeking?

There was an irresistible force surging around Han Muye.

He turned around and looked at Mu Wan, who was looking at him nervously.

"Junior Sister Mu, go to the Imperial City and scout for a suitable shop. I\'ll come later.

"We agreed to open a pharmacy."

Mu Wan bit her lip and nodded.

Han Muye took a deep breath and looked at the sky, holding the county governor\'s seal in his hand.

The Daoist sects kept scheming repeatedly.

Without the golden seal, Lu Chen was suppressed.

Although Lu Yang\'s sword was powerful, it could not withstand the siege of countless Peak Nascent Soul Realm experts.

Even if the incense offerings were destroyed, the Daoist sects\' schemes were unfathomable. Perhaps they would devour the Lu father and son.

"Buzz!"

The world shook.

In the sky above the eight counties in Dongnan, a huge golden armored phantom blocked the entire sky.

In the next moment, endless dark currents surged in the eastern sky. The sword light ahead was blocked by streams of flowing light.

In the sky, several figures surrounded Lu Yang.

In the distance, spiritual light surged in the sky above Dongshan County.

In Dongshan County, a great cultivator had made a move.

An expert had blocked Lu Yang\'s path!

The Daoist sects had a backup plan!

In the next moment, a powerful repulsive force came from the Heavenly Mystic World.

The golden armored phantom resisted the power of heaven and earth and mobilized the power of the Dao sects in the eight counties in Dongnan to resist the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The mountains and rivers of the eight counties shook as streams of essence power were extracted by the golden armored phantom.

The mountains and rivers of the eight counties shattered, and spiritual light rose.

On the ground, purple streams of the People\'s Will condensed into pillars of light.

These dynasty guards attacked with all their might, hoping to stabilize the place.

"Minister Wen, since you\'re waiting for me to make a move, I won\'t stand on ceremony." Han Muye smiled.

Han Muye knew why Wen Mosheng did not attack.

The Great Dao of the Heavenly Mystic was fused with Wen Mosheng. No matter how much trouble the Heavenly Mystic World caused, it would not cause any chaos.

Moreover, Wen Mosheng knew that he was here.

In the Void, he could use a poem to suppress Wen Mosheng.

In the Central Continent, with him by his side, there was no need for Wen Mosheng to make a move.

Holding the golden seal in his hand, Han Muye took a step forward and flew into the air. Then he swung the golden seal.

"Smash—"

The golden seal expanded to 100,000 feet and was thrown 10,000 miles away!

"Boom!"

The 100,000-foot-long golden seal whizzed past, bringing with it endless astral winds. It transformed into a golden stream of light that traversed the world!

Wherever the golden seal passed, the world was torn apart and the void appeared!

On the Flowing Jade River, countless people widened their eyes.

Qian Yunong sat there paralyzed and trembling all over.

The golden seal condensed by the power of a county, which was as huge as a mountain range, was thrown thousands of miles away.

Is he even human?

This is something that even ancient divine beasts can\'t do, right?

Lu Yang, who was fighting fiercely with his sword, swung his sword and retreated thousands of feet. Then a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

This cheap granduncle is actually this strong? he thought.

There are only a few people in the Imperial City who have such strength, right?

Which one of them is not an Almighty who governs a region?

Who is this cheap granduncle of mine?

Recalling the rumors he heard from his old man, Lu Yang had a strange expression.

My father has his own opinion about things.

Can it be that this granduncle has biological ties with me?

At the bow of the ship, Mu Wan gently looked at Han Muye, who was walking in the air.

After I go to the Imperial City and find a shop, my senior brother will be back, right? she thought.

On the ship in front, Xiao Chu and Jia Yang\'s eyes were wide open, unable to express the shock in their hearts with words.

Just how strong is this Young Master Mu Ye?

"Boom!"

In the sky, the void shattered.

The golden seal tore through the void and collided with the countless golden armored phantoms.

The golden armored phantoms instantly exploded.

The golden seal crashed into the sky of Dongshan County.

The dark clouds in the sky above Dongshan County were shattered.

Countless great cultivators cried out in grief.

A Confucian in a long robe with long sleeves and a tall crown laughed and reached out to hold the seal in his palm.

Dongshan County Governor, Lu Chen.

With the golden seal in hand, Lu Chen could withstand the siege of all the Daoist sect experts.

Han Muye was in midair, and he didn\'t care if Lu Yang could withstand the siege of the cultivators.

He took a step forward and appeared in the void like a meteor.

The shattered and reformed golden-armored phantoms escorted thousands of cultivators to safety as they flew away.

Some of these people were cultivators from the No Resentment Realm, and some were willing to follow them there to seek the path to immortality.

There were also several great cultivators who were extremely powerful.

Using the power of heaven and earth, they broke through the suppression of the Heavenly Mystic World and flew away. In any case, they would never return from now on.