Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1517 The Death of the Golden Crow True Spirit!

Chapter 1517 The Death of the Golden Crow True Spirit!

The radiance of blood and energy was powerful, seemingly overshadowing the pillar of light in front of Han Muye.
The power entrusted to him by his life had always been vast and mighty.
Han Muye knew that these people in front of him were born with the indoctrination of loyalty to the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty.
They had lost themselves.
No matter how high their cultivation was, they were still like puppets.
"Kill."
Han Muye raised his hand and threw a punch.
This time, he showed everyone his strength.
Since he wanted to gather the scattered members of the Golden Crow Tribe, he had to have enough strength to suppress them.
All schemes ultimately relied on strength as a backing.
"Bang!"
A Golden Crow phantom materialized in front of Han Muye.
Using the fist intent to turn illusion into reality!
The power of this punch was terrifying!
Apart from the essence spirit condensing the true spirit, there was no such method to condense martial arts that had been passed down from the primordial era to the desolate era.
His control over his strength had reached the pinnacle.
The cultivation of the Great Desolate had always been crude. When had there ever been such a fist technique!
Condensing his fist intent into fist aura, the world rumbled the moment the Golden Crow appeared!
"Bang!"
With this punch, everything turned into countless shattered sands.
One punch, and nine human strongmen fell immediately!
"Boom—"
The fist shadow did not disperse, but collided with the sky, as if breaking open the vast sky, ultimately turning into nothingness.
The power of a single punch was so terrifying!
All the elite members of the Golden Crow tribe who had surrounded him were filled with astonishment.
At the same time, the blood and energy of the humans that had just exploded into the air turned into a blood-red star.
The star hung high in the sky, entering the sky, and then burst with a resounding explosion.
"This is their means of communication!"
Looking at the exploding star, someone shouted.
The others' expressions changed.
For a moment, everyone was in chaos.
"Chi Jiyu, form a team with Zhu Yucheng and lead 300 Golden Crows to guard the southeast.
"Bai Jue, Zhao Hong, head northwest and lead 300 clansmen to guard it."
Han Muye's voice rang out with an authority that could not be refused.
Chi Jiyu flew up and shouted with cupped fists, "Understood."
The others looked at each other and quickly cupped their hands.
The originally chaotic situation immediately became orderly.
In just a moment, 2,000 elites were divided into six groups. In addition to defending in all directions, there were also 600 people stationed in place. Han Muye himself led more than 300 people to leave.
"Chi Chang, if you stay here, remember, don't force a confrontation. Go wherever support is needed, and if the enemy is too strong, everyone retreats."
Han Muye looked at the burly man in green armor and raised his hand to hand him a cluster of golden divine flame.
"Patriarch Han, don't worry. Chi Chang will definitely not be in trouble." The burly man named Chi Chang was also at the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm. At this moment, he took the divine flame Han Muye handed him and spoke solemnly.
This flame could be split into thousands and could determine whether someone was a member of the Golden Crow tribe.
After instructing them, Han Muye looked up into the distance.
"I'm going to find those at the True Spirit Realm."
It might not be a request for help, but it might be a rescue.
The 300 Golden Crow elites followed behind him and ran quickly.
Not long after, a hundred figures rushed over.
Han Muye's eyes flashed. He turned around and raised his hand.
The elites of the Golden Crow race behind him restrained the power of their essence spirits and quietly gathered the power of their bloodlines.
"Which tribe are you from?" Han Muye moved and stood in front of the running people.
The hundred figures paused. The leader stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Ziji Tribe's Chao Yuhu has discovered the human race here and has specially come to besiege and kill them!"
Han Muye nodded and stepped aside. "They're right ahead," he said loudly. "We're under orders to find reinforcements."
Chao Yuhu nodded and gathered the hundred people behind him. The Golden Crow Essence Spirit immediately shone with golden light.
All of them had the appearance of the Golden Crow bloodline.
Behind Chao Yuhu, the pale silver Golden Crow essence spirit indicated that he was an expert who had just reached the ninth level.
Han Muye raised his hand and threw a golden divine flame over. "This is a token from there. Without this, you will be surrounded and killed by humans."
A smile appeared on Chao Yuhu's face as he received the divine flame and kept it.
"Then we'll go reinforce first." Chao Yuhu said, leading the hundred people towards the direction where Han Muye and the others came from.
Just as they reached Han Muye's side, he suddenly spoke again, "Have you practiced the human tribe battle formation?"
Chao Yuhu was stunned. Before he could look up, the divine flame that he had just received exploded, enveloping his body.
"Kill—"
Han Muye shouted, and 300 members of the Golden Crow tribe behind him flew up.
The people who came with Chao Yuhu were caught off guard for a while. Before they could prepare, the 300 members of the Golden Crow tribe had already smashed down golden divine flames.
Long-range flames and close-range punches and kicks.
In this secret realm suppressed by the power of the Golden Crow, the Golden Crow Divine Flames, and punches and kicks were the fastest and most convenient means of killing.
"Bang!"
Countless divine flames exploded, enveloping the hundred-odd people.
Some people's essence spirits shattered under the divine flames, and a second essence spirit appeared behind them. Some of them were assimilated by the surging Golden Crow divine flames.
Humans!
These hundred or so people were actually humans in disguise.
"Formation—"
Someone exclaimed.
However, with the Golden Crow Divine Flames enveloping them, it was difficult for these people to join forces.
The 300 elites of the Golden Crow tribe, who were already prepared, rushed into the crowd and showed no mercy, directly slaughtering these members of the human race.
Humans without the advantage of formations had significantly lower cultivation. Their combat strength was far inferior to the elite members of the Golden Crow tribe.
Han Muye took a step forward and punched down.
"Bang!"
Chao Yuhu, whose body was locked by his divine flames, spat out blood and retreated, and his pale silver nine-level Golden Crow essence spirit directly shattered.