Chapter 510: The Last Stage of the Acting Stage! (2/2)

Jianxiu represents the sharpness of the world.

Han Muye is the number one swordsman in this world, and he is the ultimate swordsman in this world.

A sword stabbed straight through the 30th World War II, and no puppet could block this sword.

After the 30th World War II, Han Muye's sword changed from a horizontal slash to a light slash.

The original hegemony was erratic in an instant, soft as a willow, light as white wool.

But every puppet standing in front of it exploded before this fluttering sword.

"Lifting the weight is like a light weight, although it is ten million in the hand, it is like a light cloud." Outside Shen Muyuan, a white-bearded old man who also held a sword turned his head and looked at the sword in his hand.

"Ten million Jun? The weight of this sword is tens of thousands of Jun Jun? The sword in his hand has become a part of his body, which is terrifying." The person who spoke was a Taoist ancestor in the upper heaven, and his combat power was tyrannical.

With emotion on his face, he looked at Han Muye with more respect in his eyes.

In the world of practice, everyone competes.

To be respected by others, in addition to strength, there is character.

Han Muye's fighting strength is strong, and he took the initiative to avoid him when he was fighting with Qi Yu just now.

This shows his humility.

After that, fight again, and make a full shot, you can see the sharpness.

At this time, seeing that the sword in his hand was already so strong, he was not arrogant and indifferent when dealing with people before, which shows that Han Muye has a pure and kind heart.

Only such a person can become the top existence in the world.

Ahead, Han Muye had already stepped on the 400th battle platform.

Many people turned their heads and looked at each other, with a strange emotion flowing in their eyes.

"boom--"

On the battlefield, Jia Wuyi punched his puppet and smashed it.

With a calm expression on his face, he glanced at Han Muye who was chasing after him with a smile on his face.

When he took another step out, there was a gloomy aura on him.

This breath turned into a long black dragon, causing the power around the body to churn.

"Bam—"

When the puppet on the battlefield encountered the dark long dragon, its body collapsed directly.

Jia Wu stepped forward, getting faster and faster. He didn't need to stop on each battle platform, just rushed through with the dragon of black breath.

The gap between Han Muye's direct pursuit was widened in an instant.

But in the eyes of the powerful and strong people outside Shen Muyuan, not only were they not shocked, but they were full of joy.

This means that Endless Heavenly Venerate, the great power who has been known to the cultivation world since ancient times, has begun to pay attention.

Endless Tianzun felt the threat of Tianxuan Han Xiang!

In three hours, the Endless Heavenly Venerate set foot on 1,230 battle platforms.

His speed is extremely fast, even if the puppet in front of him is already extremely tyrannical, and his strength is enough to destroy the stars, he still can't hold a face in front of him.

Just waiting for him to turn back, he was slightly taken aback.

At this time, Han Muye had reached the 1,200th battle stage before he knew it, and the gap between him and him was only 30 battle stages!

Moreover, at this time, all the practitioners only had Han Muye in their eyes, and they were all staring at Han Muye in front of him.

The sword in Han Muye's hand was no longer a priority, and it was no longer a stab and a slash.

The sword light flickered, and with a light spin, he appeared behind the puppet, and the sword edge passed with him, killing the puppet that was stabbed in the air with a sword, and then flew down a battle platform.

"This, this is the swordsmanship of my Wuling Sword Sect, disarming." A black-bearded old man wearing half-armor, holding a large black sword in his hand, widened his eyes, and muttered.

"This style, it turns out, the essence of it is here." The old man's eyes shone with aura, as if a door had been opened in front of him.

The surrounding practitioners all had envious expressions on their faces.

Of course, they looked forward to seeing Han Muye, hoping that in the next strike, Han Muye would show his own unique skills.

Han Muye's swordsmanship has changed since the eight hundred battle platforms.

Each of his swords uses the unique tricks of the practitioners present, but in the technique, he may innovate, dig deep into the essence, or change and modify.

These swordsmanships, in the hands of Jianxiu outside Shen Muyuan, only survived less than a hundred battle platforms before being defeated by puppets.

But in the hands of Han Muye, after the eight hundred battles, it bloomed brightly.

It's not that you can't master your own swordsmanship, it's that your cultivation isn't enough!

Han Muye's sword made many people surging with fighting intent.

This kind of enlightenment before the light is really no less than a baptism of the soul.

If it wasn't for the unwillingness to miss more opportunities, many people can't wait to retreat again and re-experience their own swordsmanship.

When there were 1,110 battle platforms, Han Muye brought even bigger surprises to everyone.

technique.

Han Muye swung his sword out with the power of magic.

But he still used the sword.

The sword light turned into a green vine, wrapped around the puppet's feet, and then his figure disappeared on the battlefield.

The moment he left, the ivy covered the whole body of the puppet, strangling it to pieces.

"It's the Taoist sect of Guangling Taoist sect, all things are born!" Someone outside Shen Muyuan exclaimed, then turned his head and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Cao Yu, it's all things born from your Guangling Taoist sect, it's amazing!"

Awesome, indeed.

This green vine power can directly strangle puppets on 1,110 battle platforms.

Such combat power can already be rampant in the cultivation world.

Cao Yu, the Sect Master of Guangling Taoist Sect, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, a purple gold Taoist crown, and his hands folded in his large sleeves, trembled on his shoulders and moved his sleeves lightly.

Although the expression on his face was indifferent, the halo in his eyes was extremely bright.

Many people looked at him enviously.

This cultivator, who was unexpectedly defeated in the 70th battle of the enemy, turned out to be such a magnificent and powerful inheritance behind it.

"Everything is born, everything falls, and everything grows and circulates. This is the way of nature. My Guangling Taoist sect's incomplete Taoism has made up for it..." The whisper in Cao Yu's mouth is even more enviable.

What kind of opportunity is this to complete the incomplete Taoism?

The sword in Han Muye's hand seemed to have been transformed into a staff for activating Taoism.

Every sword carries a variety of dazzling Taoism.

Or the green leaves are flying, but each one has a hidden murderous intention.

Or the torrent rolling, mighty and endless, directly crushing.

Or the flames rushed into the sky, and the circling fire dragon breathed, and even the battle platform collapsed.

...

The puppet seemed to be completely unable to adapt to the sword in Han Muye's hand.

The practitioners standing outside Shen Muyuan were ecstatic, but their eyes were full of hope.

Never before have they looked forward to a man's victory as much as they do today.

Not expecting Han Muye to surpass the Endless Heavenly Venerate.

They didn't care much about the battle between Han Muye and the Endless Heavenly Venerate. What they hoped was that Han Muye's Taoist swordsmanship on the next battle stage was his own way of suppressing the sect.

On the 1,560th stage, Han Muye surpassed Jia Wu.

Jia Wu was blocked by a puppet, and his figure paused for half a breath.

"The return of Wan Yan from Yuling Daozong!" Someone shouted outside Shen Muyuan.

The blue geese in front of Han Muye flew over, seemingly endlessly, directly wrapping the puppet, then roaring and bursting, and he himself appeared on the next high platform.

The sword in his hand carried a cyan streamer, which turned his spiritual energy into a small cyan snake, bit the wrist of the puppet in front of him, and then pulled the puppet and slammed it against the battlefield, breaking it.

"This is a variant of the previous life!"

"No, it's the combination of the life of all things and the strangulation of thousands of machines."

"Wrong, this is still the life of all things, it's just the change of illusion."

Outside Shen Muyuan, there was a debate.

Those practitioners who were involved in the sect's secret skills were all excited to see the light that had not yet dissipated.

This blow was completely beyond their comprehension.

But they know that as long as they fully understand this blow, their own cultivation method will probably have to go a step further.

No one cared that Han Muye had surpassed the Endless Heavenly Venerate at this time.

What they cared about was what kind of unparalleled magic Han Muye showed.

"This is the performance stage..."

A white-bearded old man stroked his long beard lightly with emotion on his face.

This is the stage!

On the performance stage, it is to leave a means to make outsiders feel.

What Han Muye showed today is completely the same as that of an ancient great power, and he contributed to the cultivation world.

The reason why the cultivation world is prosperous is because there are countless powerful and strong people who have left their inheritance and passed on their lifelong cultivation methods to more people.

The chaos outside Shen Muyuan slowly turned into tranquility.

Even though Han Muye practiced his own swordsmanship and Taoism, no one made a sound, just watched quietly.

Such a chance, look at it.

"boom--"

A cyan giant wolf tore the puppet in front of him, and then his body turned into a cyan streamer.

Han Muye stood on the 2,000th battle platform and looked back at Jia Wu, who was on the 1,800th battle platform, with a calm expression on his face.

He never saw anyone as an opponent.

On this stage, he never thought about who could be his opponent.

Even by myself, it is impossible.

For outsiders, the performance platform is the best place to analyze yourself.

But for Han Muye, the role of the performance stage was to penetrate it and control him.

Ahead, invincible.

Invincible at the rear.

With a sword in hand, just move forward.

At the time of the 2,400 battle stage, Han Muye moved, stepped out of Shen Muyuan, landed on the meteorite, and sat cross-legged.

At this time, it happened to be the time when the first master who was defeated from the battle stage was defeated for a day.

Just as Han Muye stepped out of the battle stage, the Taoist who fell off the battle stage yesterday couldn't wait, and stepped out one step at a time, starting from the previously defeated battle stage to challenge again.

Han Muye stepped out of the stage and gave up the first position.

But everyone doesn't care about that anymore.

Han Muye took the initiative to step out of the battle stage, it didn't mean that he didn't have the strength to fight again, it was just a process of revising his perception.

Sure enough, Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged, exuded a mysterious aura. He looked at the battle stage in front of him, and his eyes fell on the figures who were still fighting hard.

Outside of Shen Muyuan, those practitioners standing on the meteorite wished they would rush to the battle stage and show their methods to Han Muye.

This is a very interesting thing.

No one ever imagined that one day, he would yearn for his own unique skills to be displayed in the hands of another person.

But others are able to have analogies, that is, they can bring surprises.

Maybe this is the difference between people...

When Han Muye withdrew from the battle stage, Huang Laoliu stepped out and rushed onto the battle stage.

He held a long sword, and the dragon behind him roared and roared.

For the first 100 battle platforms, he spent no more time than Han Muye.

But what's interesting is that when he was in the 130-odd battle stage, he was directly defeated.

The puppet broke through his defenses with a single blow and slammed into his chest.

Huang Laoliu, who was knocked off the stage, was not only not annoyed, but had a look of joy on his face.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't rush back to the battlefield immediately, he might have already gone back.

His cultivation is tyrannical, but his foundation is unstable.

His prestige and combat power were obtained from constant battles.

The foundation of practice is vain.

The challenge of the acting stage is clearly to give him the opportunity to discover his shortcomings.

Such an opportunity, in ancient times, was only available to those great powers who received an invitation.

Moreover, those people only have one chance, like now, they can continue to challenge.

This is the real chance!

The challenge on the stage continued. Han Muye set foot again after a day of repairs.

This time, the swordsmanship and Taoism he used were completely different from before.

When Han Muye stepped onto the battle platform, one after another figure withdrew from the battle platform and landed on the meteorite outside Shen Muyuan.

They gave up their challenges just to observe Han Muye's methods.

Did not disappoint them.

Many of Han Muye's swordsmanship and Taoism have their own shadows.

This made many people want to cheer loudly.

In the time to come, as long as Han Muye repairs, the powerhouses from all sides will step on the stage one after another and use their methods with all their might.

When Han Muye stepped on the stage again, almost everyone left the stage to watch his performance alone.

Even Jia Wu, who had been rushing in front, had also withdrawn from the battle stage several times to observe Han Muye's tactics.

The most invisible thing in practice is time.

Ten years seem to have passed in an instant.

At this time, almost everyone on the battlefield has set foot on the thousand seats.

The calmness of their aura and the superb means of action have increased a hundred and a thousand times compared to ten years ago.

The strongest of them have already fought more than 3,500 battles.

Moreover, at this time, it is not only the strong men of Yuling Daozong sword pavilion and others who have set foot on the 3,000 battle platforms ten years ago.

More than 100 strong people from all sides have already set foot on the three thousand battle platforms.

The position on the performance stage does not mean that the combat power must be so tyrannical. After all, it pays more attention to cultivation base perception and inheritance.

But this also means that these people have an infinite future of cultivation and inheritance.

"Om-"

A bell rang in the void.

The practitioners on the battlefield all flew out without exception.

I don't know which major cultivator set up the formation of this bell. As long as Han Muye stepped out of the battlefield and returned to the battlefield, the bell would ring.

The bell rang, and there was only one person on the stage.

Han Muye.

Today, Han Muye stood at the end of the performance stage, the long sword in his hand flashing a clear halo.

The end of the stage.

The Endless Heavenly Venerate was blocked in more than 10,000 positions on the performance stage, moving slowly, and every battle stage needed to fight hard.

But over the past ten years, Han Muye has continued to move forward steadily, with at least one hundred battles being fought every day.

To this day, it is no longer known how many battle platforms he has set foot on.

It can be calculated, but what does this mean?

Everyone only knew that today, Han Muye had already stood at the end of the stage.

As long as he passes through, he has the qualification to ascend to immortals, and he will become the first person in this world to penetrate the acting platform since ancient times.

In Han Muye's hand, the long sword stabbed out.

In front, thirteen black puppets rushed forward at the same time.

On the battle platform, the sword light was dazzling, like a blazing sun.

"boom--"

The battle platform exploded, and Han Muye flew upside down.

Han Muye was kicked off the stage?

wrong!

The idea was instantly rejected.

Because in the next instant, all the battle platforms on Shen Muyuan disappeared, turning into a huge battle platform with a radius of millions of meters, like a world of its own.

And on this battle stage, one after another phantom appeared.

Han Muye.

Every phantom was Han Muye himself.

Every phantom cast is a photo of the swordsmanship and Taoism he performed on the front battle stage.

The last stage of the performance stage is to defeat all of the previous self?

how can that be?

Outside Shen Muyuan, there was a dull gaze, even Jia Wu, who was standing in front, was slightly stunned.

Can the great powers of ancient times really penetrate such a stage?

"Kuraga-"

The crisp sound of sword chants resounded.

Behind Han Muye, a long sword flew out from the Wanhe sword box.

Then, behind him, a golden sword tower appeared.

When this sword tower appeared, there was a sound of inhalation outside Shen Muyuan.

Qi Yu Daozu, who was standing on the meteorite, trembled all over, and the few sword pavilion overhaulers behind him couldn't help but redden their eyes.

The nine-story sword tower is shining brightly.