Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 471 He Tianzhen Seeks The Kui Horn

With a flash of spiritual light, a young man in a white robe and a golden crown appeared in front of Han Muye.

He had a delicate face, eyebrows that reached his temples, and a brocade robe and jade belt.

The young man had no arms.

"Are you the person chosen by He Jiuxiao?"

The young man frowned as he sized up Han Muye.

"Humans?

"Can you control ten thousand demons with the power of the human bloodline?"

The young man's eyes emitted a golden light as he stared at Han Muye. "Let me see what right you have to inherit everything from Duan Jiuxiao."

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared behind Han Muye.

It was fast.

It was extremely fast.

This speed was so fast that Shan Cang, who was known for his speed, was at a loss.

A small blood-colored sword stabbed out from behind Han Muye.

This small sword was in the shape of a crane's beak and emitted a jade-white spiritual light.

With a flash, the small sword was already within a foot of Han Muye's back.

Han Muye did not react.

Confusion appeared on the young man's face, and the small sword went a little further.

Han Muye still did not turn around.

"Slash—"

The small sword suddenly sped up and turned around to slash at the youth.

The small sword slashed horizontally, shattering the cloud waves.

But the sword hit a void.

Only then did Han Muye fade and appear five feet behind the youth.

"The bewitching power of the Heavenly Fox Bloodline can deceive even my eyes. Your soul is at the peak of the Heaven Realm at the very least.

"To be able to move three feet behind me without a sound, your affinity with the wind attribute and control of spatial power are definitely unimaginable."

Turning around, the youth stared at Han Muye with a curious expression.

"Also, you can actually deduce the trajectory of my sword. It's obvious that your swordsmanship cultivation is extremely profound."

His gaze landed on the sword case on Han Muye's back, and the young man said proudly, "Take my sword. Let me see if you're really as talented as I thought. Your swordsmanship is superb."

Without giving Han Muye a chance to respond, he thrusted the small sword toward Han Muye's neck.

Within five feet, his footsteps would never be as fast as his sword.

Even if Han Muye wanted to retreat, he couldn't.

This time, he did not dodge or retreat.

He unsheathed his two swords. With a flash of sword light, the long sword blocked the small sword, and the broken sword stabbed upwards diagonally from the left.

One was magnificent, while the other was strange.

The two rays of sword light did not make any sound at all. When the swords were drawn out, they triggered a surge of momentum.

Han Muye was not from the secret realm and could not borrow the power of heaven and earth.

This Sword Dao was a manifestation of his own cultivation.

His cultivation in the Sword Dao had already become a trend!

The young man's face was filled with shock as he focused his eyes. The small sword moved forward a little.

"Clang—"

The two swords clashed, producing an ear-piercing sound.

The young man quickly retreated.

When he stood still, he looked down at his ribs.

There was a sword mark under his left armpit.

The sword mark only brushed against his clothes, leaving a trace of damage.

"With your talent, even Sword Venerable Yuan Tian would love you…"

Before the young man could finish speaking, his eyes widened.

Three sword pills formed a triangle that covered his body.

"No sword cultivator in the world can strike before me.

"Let me see how capable you are." Han Muye's words were filled with endless dominance.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword qi on the three sword pills intertwined and turned into threads.

"Sword Transformation into Threads!" The young man cried out in alarm, directing the small sword to collide with the sword threads.

"Slash—"

The small sword was directly cut into pieces by the sword thread.

Above the three sword pills, sword light intertwined. With a stir, the youth's body was shattered.

Han Muye shook his head, his expression calm. With a wave of his hand, he put away the sword pill.

The young man's figure appeared a thousand feet away with a surprised expression.

After staring at Han Muye for a long time, the young man suddenly laughed. "Although Duan Jiuxiao and Sword Venerable Yuan Tian were not sworn enemies, they fought for thousands of years.

"Never would I have imagined that the successor they chose would actually be the same person.

"If Duan Jiuxiao knew about this, he would probably die of anger."

Speaking of this, he looked happy. "Not bad. Your swordsmanship is really impressive."

Looking at Han Muye, the young man's expression turned calm. "My name is He Tianzhen. You should know who I am."

Han Muye nodded. A spiritual light flashed behind him, and a pair of wings appeared.

Heavenly Crane Wings.

Seeing those wings, complicated emotions flashed across the young man's face.

"I thought I would never see these wings again…"

Han Muye looked at him quietly and did not speak.

The pair of Heavenly Crane Wings was precious. He would not be a good person and return it directly.

However, if He Tianzhen could offer a price good enough as an exchange, Han Muye would consider it.

"You're here to get the token, right?"

The young man looked up at Han Muye, his eyes flickering.

"How about this? I'll do my best to help you obtain the Ten Thousand Demons Token and you will return my wings."

Ten Thousand Demons Token?

That's the most precious thing in this secret realm.

However, what Han Muye cared about was not the Ten Thousand Demons Token, but the Kui Horn.

"I want the Kui Horn. Help me subdue this treasure and I'll return the wings to you."

Han Muye looked at He Tianzhen and spoke softly.

The biggest secret of the Heavenly Crane Wings was the power of space contained within them.

To Han Muye, who had already mastered spatial power, it was fine to exchange the Heavenly Crane Wings for the Kui Horn.

"Kui Horn?" He Tianzhen's gaze landed on Han Muye, and a halo circulated.

"Your soul and swordsmanship are too strong for your physical body to withstand. That's why you want to use the Kui Horn to condense your strongest body, right?"

At this point, He Tianzhen clicked his tongue twice. "It's really your opportunity.

"In this Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm, there are many methods to lure the Kui Horn, but I might be the only one who can subdue it."

What a coincidence!

Han Muye looked up at He Tianzhen.