Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1607: Han Muye' s Killer Move (3)

Chapter 1607 - 1607: Han Muye’ s Killer Move (3)

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In front of the light screen, everyone was silent.

Who could resist such powerful punches?

In front of the light screen in the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the Palace Master wore a smile on his face.

“Huang Zhenxiongs physical body has surpa.s.sed most of the old guys in the Divine Realm who have condensed rules through this path.

“Although my Divine Source Heavenly Palace doesn’t cultivate in this way, it can still be of some help to him.

“Times create heroes, and accepting some good fortune is not bad at all.”

The Heavenly Palace Master’s words made everyone smile.

Huang Zhenxiong was truly too strong.

With a single punch, he killed a top-notch Immortal Lord with a single punch.

Such strength made it impossible for anyone to compete on the entire battlefield of the Grand Summit.

Such a powerful individual was bound to become the first in the Grand Summit.

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace asked him to complete the mission and gave him a huge reward. In the future, he would owe them a favor.

Employing human power to overcome the heavens!

Huang Zhenxiongs strength had reached a level where it could not be suppressed by this world!

This was a truly powerful person.

In front of the light screen, those strong individuals looked at the heroic and impressive figure of Huang Six, and couldn’t help but feel emotional. “This guy is too strong. Little Han doesn’t stand a chance…”

In the illusionary s.p.a.ce, a hint of worry appeared on Chaos’s face.

He raised his hand and pointed. Countless light screens began to change.

In the light screens, the figures of powerful individuals from various factions were revealed.

Some wielded knives and spears, defeating their opponents.

Some of them had powerful martial arts or profound magical techniques, directly overwhelming their opponents.

The strength displayed in the fourth round of the great battle was incredibly formidable, reaching the pinnacle of the world.

The reputation of the Grand Summit was built in this way.

“Bang!

A figure shot out and knocked back the Immortal Lord in front of him. Before he could catch his breath, another Immortal Lord descended in front of him.

The three Immortal Lords engaged in battle. Suddenly, a light screen rose, trapping the three of them inside.

Just like the second round, only the victor could leave..

“That’s Han Muye!” A figure appeared on the light screen.

Han Muye, who was wearing black armor, had a calm expression. Sword light flashed in the sword case on his back. He was carrying a long spear, channeling the power of heaven and earth.

In front of him, an old man in a golden Daoist robe held a rotating disc and smashed it at Han Muye’s head.

Han Muye reached out and punched the disc, shattering it.

“l, I’m willing to submit—

The old man shouted and his fist stopped three inches in front of him.

A rumbling sound came from afar, and Han Muye soared into the air at an incredible speed.

At this moment, Han Muye exhibited an overwhelming and mighty power.

With a single punch, even among the Immortal Lords, the strong were directly forced to retreat. If they didn’t submit, death was the only option.

Without mercy, his fist technique was concise to the extreme, directly defeating one Immortal Lord after another.

“Boom—”

In the light screen, Huang Zhenxiong stabbed out with his spear, and a hundred miles of mountains and rivers in front of him shattered.

As long as the scattered Immortal Lord experts did not submit, they could only be killed.

“Clang—

When the light screen focused on Han Muye, the sword that slashed through the air caused the scene to change dramatically.

A world shattered into millions of pieces.

The scenes in the light curtain rapidly changed, finally freezing on Huang Zhenxiong and Han Muye, each occupying half of the screen.

On one side, Huang Zhenxiong led a large army to capture various territories. On the other side, Han Muye swung his sword light, unstoppable with a single strike.

“This Huang Zhenxiongs spear technique is really domineering.”

“Han Muye’s name is Yunlan Sword Immortal. He’s really an invincible sword immortal.’

The changing scenes in the two frames fascinated the spectators outside the light screen.

This was what a real powerhouse looked like, truly stunning and extraordinary!

Visible to the naked eye, figures converged in the void of Our Heaven

Continent.

The attention of the powerhouses in the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield was also attracted. They sent their incarnations down to watch.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, the strength of Immortal Venerable Zhenxiong is really unfathomable.” Beside Han Muye, Ersheng spoke softly, a hint of worry on his face.

“Yes, in just a hundred years, he quietly challenged the orthodoxies of various major factions in the Divine Realm, single-handedly suppressing an era.” “Although outsiders don’t know much about him, all the major sects in the divine realm know him as the Heaven Trampling Immortal Venerable.”

The other two Immortal Lords behind Han Muye also expressed concern.

At this point, over a thousand cultivators had gathered around Han Muye, including many from the Divine Realm.

The situation was now clear. To break into the final top 100, one could only rely on Han Muye or Huang Zhenxiong.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t even have the chance to enter the final game.

“It’s okay.” Han Muye shook his head, and there was a hint of relaxation on his face.

His expression slightly rea.s.sured those around him.

Ten days later, the Grand Summit entered the final showdown in the fourth round.

Huang Zhenxiong swept across in an invincible manner. The 30,000 elites under him were all Immortal Lords.

On the other side was Han Muye, who controlled about 10,000 Immortal Lords.

There was a huge disparity in strength.

The two mountains and rivers each stretched for ten thousand miles. Between heaven and earth, endless immortal light intertwined.

“Han Muye.” Huang Zhenxiongs voice resounded.

Han Muye, who had flown out, had a calm expression. The long sword on his back flashed.

“It’s you.” Huang Zhenxiongs voice was filled with disbelief.

“Haha, so Han Muye is my brother after all.” Huang Zhenxiong looked up at the sky, a trace of anger flas.h.i.+ng across his face.

“Are you asking me, Huang Zhenxiong, to kill my brother!”

Outside the light screen, countless people were silent.

Although they had antic.i.p.ated this scene earlier, seeing it now made it difficult to calm their emotions..