Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

As they passed through the street market, all the Green Fox clansmen on the street knelt on the ground.

In front of them was a spacious plaza. In the middle of the plaza, there was an altar made of green and white stones that was 50 feet tall.

On the altar, a ball of pale yellow flames rose.

The flames were silent, and the surrounding void seemed to be burned into an illusion.

Be it in terms of scale or strength, the clan here was much stronger than the Lynx Clan.

The power of this bloodline flame was also much stronger.

Xiang Lingshuang stood on the bluestone square. Around him, figures were kneeling on the ground.

On Xiang Lingshuang's shoulder, the little white fox stood up, bowed slightly, and jumped up.

"Buzz!"

A wind blade appeared from behind the altar and slashed at the little white fox.

Xiang Lingshuang's eyes widened. He clenched his fists and punched out.

"Bang!"

The astral wind brought about by the fist shattered the wind blade.

However, in the next moment, dozens of wind blades shot out from all directions.

Several figures in green armor surrounded him.

The Qi and blood of the five elders of the Green Fox Clan, who were holding wooden staffs, became heavy. They turned into a light screen and blocked the altar in front of the little white fox. Then a pair of illusory hands reached out to grab the little white fox.

If she was caught by the huge hands, the little white fox's body would probably explode instantly.

The little white fox wanted the bloodline power of the Green Fox Clan, but the Green Fox Clan also wanted her!

The Heavenly Fox bloodline was as precious as it was noble in the fox race.

The five elders of the Green Fox Clan were overjoyed.

Seeing such a weak Heavenly Fox, they thought she was here to give away her bloodline.

It was time for the Green Fox Clan to prosper!

Below, Xiang Lingshuang looked angry. He raised his hand and took off the bow on his shoulder. He held it tightly in his hand.

Huang Zhihu stared nervously at the little white fox, holding a pill in her hand.

Han Muye shook his head.

Not daring to kill, Xiang Lingshuang could not display her combat strength at all.

He looked up at the little white fox that was frozen in mid-air.

The little white fox had come looking for him to get his help.

With their friendship in the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye would help this time.

"Clang—"

The Green Destiny and the purple flames were unsheathed at the same time.

Purple flames flew out like a crescent moon.

Qing Ming stabbed out, and the sword light was like a dragon.

Xiang Lingshuang's eyes widened as he stared at the sword in Han Muye's hand.

This was the first time he had seen Han Muye draw his sword.

It was even the first time he saw a sword in Han Muye's hand.

His sword turned into a crescent moon that flashed past the necks of the Green-Armored Foxes in an indescribable mystical path.

Blood splattered after the crescent moon whizzed past. The wind blades in the air transformed into wind that blew over.

The green sword light let out a faint whistle and shattered the sealing power around the little white fox.

Then, with a sweep of his sword, he pierced through the illusory palm that was pressing down and lifted the light screen in front of him.

A single strike.

One-tenth of a breath.

The crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the green blade hung upside down.

An old man from the Green Fox Race holding a wooden staff narrowed his eyes. Just as he took a step forward, Han Muye raised his sword.

"Do you want to die?"

Han Muye's voice was bone-chilling.

The fifth-level Golden Elixir elder was stunned and stopped in his tracks.

At this moment, the little white fox landed on the altar.

At this moment, the Green-Armored Demon Foxes fell to the ground. Blood splattered everywhere.

On the altar, the golden flames instantly burned.

The little white fox dashed into the flames of the altar and disappeared.

Xiang Lingshuang looked up at the altar worriedly.

"Senior Brother, can Xiaobai do it?"

If it could not devour and fuse with the bloodline power, the little white fox would be devoured by the bloodline power on the altar.

"It's fine." Han Muye's expression did not change. His gaze landed on the flames on the altar. "I can kill all the foxes here and cut off the bloodline power on this altar."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames on the altar trembled.

Xiang Lingshuang scratched his head and whispered, "That's a good idea."

The fox elders not far away trembled.

It was not that he was frightened by Han Muye's words, but that the flames on the altar in front of him began to tremble.

Then, their bodies fell to the ground uncontrollably.

A shocking power began to form on the altar.

This power was so strong that it directly rose into the sky.

The 10,000 feet of flames seemed to burn through the world.

A powerful bloodline power!

At this moment, all the powerful bloodline races within a radius of ten thousand miles felt threatened.

"Roar—"

In the distance, a roar sounded.

Even from hundreds of miles away, one could feel the tremors of the gravel.

A Golden Core greater demon.

Han Muye turned and looked into the distance.

Three eighth-level Golden Core Realm demon experts rushed over.

In addition to these three, there were nearly a hundred experts from various races.

Some were from the secret realm clans, while others were from the demons of the Southern Wasteland.

There were also cultivators from other worlds, demons and humans.

Just like the Green-Armored Fox he had just killed.

At this moment, these people were here for the bloodline that was fusing on the altar.

This bloodline that had yet to be fused had no combat strength. Anyone could devour it.

For the little white fox, this was the most dangerous moment.

Xiang Lingshuang held her bow tightly, turned around, and looked into the distance.

He knew that he could not stop these demons.

I wonder if Senior Brother Han can block it?

"Senior Brother Han, I'll try my best to block a few demons. I can probably block them for a hundred breaths." His voice was dry but firm.

Xiang Lingshuang did not retreat.

However, he was unwilling to kill.

"You're an elephant, and Xiaobai is a fox. Why are you protecting her with all your might?" Han Muye turned to look at Xiang Lingshuang.

"Great-grandfather said that Xiaobai can save our Southern Wasteland Elephant Clan." Xiang Lingshuang tightened his grip on the bow in his hand and placed his hand on the bowstring.

"My Southern Wasteland Elephant Clan doesn't fight with other clans, but we don't even have our own grassland.

"The Southern Wasteland is at war with the Central Continent. Because the Elephant Clan is unwilling to participate in the war, they are cursed by the entire Southern Wasteland.

"I-I want to change everything.

"I-I want to own our own grassland."

Huang Zhihu, who was lying on the heavenly crane's back, looked at Xiang Lingshuang with his big eyes.

Is it very difficult to obtain a grassland? she thought.

As long as I want something, my foster father will help me get it, right?

Han Muye turned to look at the surging aura that had arrived.

"It's just one strike."

Dazzling spiritual light burst forth from his eyes.

At this moment, a sword light that could not be concealed rose from his body!

The sword light burned fiercely, snatching away the light of the Heaven Realm demon and overshadowing the heat of the flames in the altar behind him.

Three sword pills flew out.

After three, there were three more.

After three, there were three more!

"I snatched the grassland myself!"

Han Muye's figure turned into a stream of light.

The sword pill flew in three directions and collided with the three majestic figures.

One versus three, with the sword pill as the formation!

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