Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



Once the battle formation was broken, the surrounding power of the battle formation could not be gathered, and the power to surround and kill the experts of the Golden Crow race would no longer exist.

The ninth-level Original Spirit expert standing in the middle of the battle formation advanced and shouted. Endless golden light exploded from his body, sending the charging soldiers flying.

"Rubbish—"

Someone in the battle formation shouted softly. The battle formation quickly formed a circular formation and retreated to the side warily.

The few Golden Crow experts who were surrounded were also rescued.

Han Muye glanced at the military formation and quickly rushed forward.

"Be careful, their formation is powerful," the nine-layered Yuan Spirit expert whispered.

The battle formation was re-formed. At this moment, even a Level 9 Yuan Spirit would find it difficult to charge through the formation.

Just now, they didn't pay much attention to it and rushed into the formation. In the end, they were surrounded and almost killed.

"Crack—"

Han Muye flew forward and punched.

Someone in the battle formation let out a low cry, and the entire battle formation surrounded Han Muye.

However, just as they touched Han Muye's fist wind, the soldiers in front of them were all sent flying.

In the face of absolute strength, be it cooperation or bravery, there was nothing they could do.

"So powerful!" The ninth-level Golden Crow Original Spirit expert who had warned him earlier exclaimed.

To be able to break through the battle formation with a single punch, this strength was definitely much stronger than his.

Han Muye rushed into the battle formation like a tiger among a flock of sheep. As long as he punched, he would break through a defense.

In less than ten breaths, the battle formation shattered.

Han Muye took a step forward and reached out to grab a short and thin middle-aged man in a black martial robe.

With a slap of his palm, the middle-aged man turned around and moved. His body was like a spirit snake, and the short knife in his hand stabbed towards Han Muye's chest.

"Pa!"

Han Muye shattered the short knife with a punch and grabbed the other party's neck with his palm.

The speed and decisiveness of this attack stunned everyone.

"Human cultivation techniques, human battle formations, and human martial arts cultivation."

However, it did not self-destruct.

It wasn't that he didn't explode, but the Heaven and Earth powers here suppressed his self-destruction power.

"The power of the Golden Crow suppresses." The ninth level Essence Spirit Realm expert behind Han Muye took a step forward and reached out to grab a soldier lying on the ground. "Who are you?"

It was impossible for pure Golden Crows to be suppressed by the bloodline power of their own race.

The soldier sneered and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, the grayish-black essence spirit behind him rose.

"Bang!"

His Essence Spirit was shattered, his qi and blood dried up, and he died.

However, his body did not shatter under the suppression of the Golden Crow's power.

The Golden Crow bloodline mark on his forehead disappeared and turned into a golden stream of light that charged into the sky.

This golden light illuminated the surrounding world.

One Golden Crow and two others died.

However, the power of the Golden Crow was not killed by the nine-layered Essence Spirit. Instead, it had died a long time ago. It was just that its Original Spirit and bloodline power had been snatched away.

Han Muye reached out and a long saber landed in his hand.

The power of the Golden Crow's primordial spirit poured into the saber, and his eyes flickered.

Images tumbled through his mind.

"Humans."

These people were all humans!

In the image, these chosen humans had to fuse with the Golden Crow's essence spirit and bloodline power before they were 100 years old and cultivate the cultivation techniques of the Golden Crow race.

As for the bloodline power and Original Spirit, they were sealed in golden discs.

Han Muye turned around and looked at the soldiers who had stood up from the ground and were fleeing in all directions.

"The bloodline power and essence spirit of the Golden Crows killed by those human hunters were used here."

Han Muye's expression was dark.

The ninth level Essence Spirit expert who threw the human body on the ground looked serious.

The human race had been hunting the Golden Crow tribe everywhere, but it turned out they were taking the plundered bloodline and Essence Spirit to infiltrate this trial ground.

How many of them came, and what were they planning?

"How many humans have infiltrated the trial grounds of the Sun Seizing Event?"

This was a question Han Muye couldn't answer.

And he didn't know if, besides those forming the battle formation, there were other disguised Golden Crow tribe powerhouses scattered around.

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