Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1072 - 1072 Ten Steps to Kill a Person, Leaving No Trace for a Thousand Miles

Chapter 1072 - 1072 Ten Steps to Kill a Person, Leaving No Trace for a Thousand Miles

1072 Ten Steps to Kill a Person, Leaving No Trace for a Thousand Miles
The city was filled with smoke, and a sword pierced the sky.
Whether it was the Gale Bandits who ran amok in the Bitter Immortal Realm or the powerful Nine-Death Insects in Flames, they all bowed their heads in front of this sword.
The Ascendant Tiger Guard and Dao Lord Peng Ming, who had gathered the power of an entire city’s array formation, were all ignored.
Only the Ascendant Tiger Guard expert who injured the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s guardian disciple, Zhang Zhenbiao, with that punch was qualified to receive that sword.
Of course, Han Muye said that he deserved to die a glorious death.
Arrogance?
It was arrogance pushed to the extreme.
But at this moment, not a single cultivator in the city dared to make a sound. They all raised their heads and looked at the figure standing in the sky, watching the long sword flickering with a green light.
“Roar—”
The 100-foot-tall Ascendant Tiger Guard let out a loud roar, his fists condensing green immortal light, intertwining with the bloody aura.
A 1,000-foot tall white tiger phantom appeared, with golden demonic patterns shimmering on its body, each one exuding boundless power.
As soon as the white tiger appeared, a fierce and evil aura instantly pervaded, stirring up the immortal energy within a hundred miles and turning it into a vortex.
Gathering the power of the immortal light for a hundred miles, this was a power that surpassed the Heaven Realm.
The white tiger roared lowly, just raising its head, already on par with Han Muye in the sky.
The giant tiger opened its mouth, and the fierce and evil aura exploded as its front paw slammed down directly.
This strike stirred the power of wind and thunder, carrying a surging gust of wind, descending upon Han Muye’s head.
The mighty Ascendant Tiger Guard had already used all his strength.
Whether it was Zhao Chen’s bodyguard Elder Chu or the two bodyguards of Zuo Baichou, their expressions became solemn as they quickly retreated.
This strike had already exceeded their ability to withstand.
The gust of wind howled, terrifying everyone’s hearts.
Within a radius of 100,000 feet, no one could maintain their composure.
It was impossible to imagine who could withstand such a strike.
In the distance, a faint smile appeared on Peng Ming’s face.
Below, Zhang Zhenbiao, holding a broken piece of wood, flashed a complex expression in his eyes. He tightly gripped the wooden staff in his hand as his faint blood and immortal light gradually converged.
“I have some experience in killing tigers,” Han Muye muttered as he looked at the white tiger phantom’s attack.
He released the sword in his hand.
The long sword that was released instantly shone with sword light that soared into the sky, turning into a thousand-foot-long sword.
“Kill!”
“Slash!”
The long sword descended from the sky like a huge pillar.
This sword seemed to be imprinted in everyone’s minds, accompanied by their astonished gazes. It descended from the sky and struck the forehead of the hundred-foot white tiger.
“Bang!”
The white tiger’s body trembled slightly and was split open by the sword light.
Under that strike, its enormous body was severed in half, shattering into demonic light and evil aura.
The raised tiger tail gently swayed for a moment before finally disintegrating.
Below, the powerful Ascendant Tiger Guard stood on the stone square, tightly clenching his fists, gritting his teeth, and glaring at Han Muye.
“Bam—”
The 100-foot-tall body crashed to the ground!
One strike!
Under the strike of the sword, the formidable Ascendant Tiger Guard, who seemed to dominate the heavens and the earth, fell on the spot.
Just as Han Muye had said, receiving one strike after another would give him a chance to die in battle.
“Buzz!”
After killing the Tiger Guard expert, the sword in Han Muye’s hand trembled slightly. He raised it and pointed it down.
The eyes of the Ascendant Tiger Guards who were running over were bloodshot. They clenched the sabers and spears in their hands and stared at Han Muye.
But that sword made them hesitate.
Their leader, the formidable being like a demon god, couldn’t withstand a single sword.
They were even less qualified.
“Put down your weapons and I’ll give you face.”
Han Muye’s eyes were indifferent.
Dignity had nothing to do with life or death.
Since they stepped into the domain of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect from the bitter immortal realm and wreaked havoc in Sanhuo City, their fate was already sealed.
It was a matter of life and death.
The Ascendant Heaven Tiger Guards looked at each other. Without their leader, they were at a loss.
“Fight to the death and sacrifice!” At that moment, Dao Lord Peng Ming shouted from afar. The incarnations of the three greater demons around him roared, unleashing a surge of demonic light into the sky.
The three incarnations exploded, causing both immortal light and demonic light to scatter and fall to the ground.
The dormant underground fire in Sanhuo City began to rumble and surge once again.
“Fight to the death!”
The Ascendant Tiger Guards roared loudly and rushed towards Han Muye.
The demonic light formed a grand formation, connecting with Dao Lord Peng Ming’s power. Halos intertwined, drawing out a strange force from the depths of the earth’s fire.
As this force emerged, Zhang Zhenbiao’s face turned pale, and he muttered, “It’s over…”
“Blood sacrifice?” Han Muye narrowed his eyes. The sword that had flown out had already turned into a three-foot blade again and was held in his hand.
“Then I’ll make you give up hope.”
With a move, Han Muye appeared in the vast sky.
Then, he held the sword upside down and descended straight down.
Harnessing the power of wind and thunder, he transformed into the fierce and domineering Kui phantom, and the hooves of the Kui stamped down fiercely.
The fusion of swordsmanship and bloodline power!
The sword represented wind and thunder, and the power of the Kui was also wind and thunder.
By combining divine sword techniques, this technique drew inspiration from the inheritance methods of the Heavenly Venerable.
With the accumulation of power, the manifestation of wind and thunder, it was like a massive hammer smashing down.
“Boom!”
The flames exploded and the ground collapsed.
Under the Kuis hooves, the space 1,000 feet deep collapsed, triggering a spreading chain of explosions.
Threads of the void shattered, and the power of the earth fire gathered in Sanhuo City completely dissipated.
A mournful cry echoed from within the earth fire, and a golden flame burst out.
The flames soared 10,000 feet, transforming into a phoenix with nine tails and dual wings, adorned in colorful radiance.
However, this phoenix was clearly injured by the Kui’s ground-stomping attack just now. It spread its wings and mourned, its body twisting continuously.
“The power of the phoenix’s divine soul.
“The phoenix that undergoes rebirth and is immortal.”
The Kui’s body slowly subsided, and Han Muye, holding the long sword, radiated a gleam in his eyes.
This was a phoenix that belonged to the same category as the Qilin, Baxia, and Kui.