Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 273: The Fourth Sword Pill

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“The hilt is worn, indicating that he’s a very diligent sword cultivator.”

Han Muye’s expression did not change as he muttered.

“Judging from the angle of the sword, the posture of carrying the sword is extremely conducive to attacking.”

Han Muye’s gaze was deep as he said softly, “The angle of the sword is mainly for slashing and stabbing. It’s mostly a sword move that can kill in one strike.”

His voice was soft, and the old man opposite him was surrounded by sword Qi.

When Han Muye finished speaking, the old man’s hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly spoke again.

“There’s murderous intent in the sword. It has killed a lot of people.

“His Qi and blood have fused with the sword Qi. It’s not a correction sword technique. He must specialize in killing.

“With such sword techniques, he should be an expert of the Broken Flower Hall.”

Broken Flower Hall.

“Clang—”

The old man unsheathed his sword and stabbed at Han Muye’s chest with cold killing intent.

The sword light was extremely fast. In a flash, it had already arrived.

Han Muye stared at the sword and moved slightly.

“The Broken Flower Hall’s swordsmanship is supposed to be more about assassination than open attacks. You’re waiting for me here because you’re extremely confident in your swordsmanship.”

Passing by the old man, Han Muye’s voice sounded again.

However, the old man stood in the void, trembling and not daring to move at all.

A wound under his armpit went straight through his chest and abdomen!

Blood dripped from a purple short sword in Han Muye’s left hand.

“Do you know why I spared your life?”

Han Muye turned around and landed in front of the old man. He raised his hand and removed the mask from the old man’s face, revealing his scarred face.

The old man’s face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

The cold blade had pierced into his chest and abdomen. If not for the fact that the other party wanted to spare his life, he would have completely severed his heart meridian

Who could resist such a sword technique?

He could not figure out why Han Muye would spare his life.

Han Muye raised his hand.

The cloud dragon behind him turned into the white-robed Zhao Yunlong.

“Master.”

Zhao Yunlong bowed.

“Follow him back to see Tang Yunhao.”

Zhao Yunlong nodded and turned into a long sword, landing in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye looked at the old man and said, “Tang Yunhao is the broken sword.”

Tang Yunhao’s nickname in the Broken Flower Hall was Broken Sword. He was one of the most famous killers in the Broken Flower Hall recently.

The old man’s gaze fell on the sword in front of him.

It was a sword.

Dharma treasure sword!

In the intermediate cultivation world of the Western Frontier, there were only legends about Dharma treasures. No one had ever seen a Dharma treasure that could truly transform into a human form.

Today, such a sword really appeared in front of him.

Moreover, he had to bring it to the Broken Flower Hall and hand it over to the broken sword.

Give it to him. For what?

The old man’s eyes widened and he slowly looked up at Han Muye, his breathing becoming rapid.

What does he want??he wondered.

I suppose the broken sword knows how to do it?

Han Muye patted the old man’s shoulder, chuckled, and turned to fly away.

Does the broken sword know how to do it?

Looking at the sword in front of him, the old man took a deep breath and bowed. “Senior, Junior is willing to submit to Immortal Han and serve him.”

The broken sword belonged to Immortal Han, so why couldn’t he surrender?

With this Dharma treasure and sword, who in the Broken Flower Hall could compete with the broken sword.

Not even the Hall Master of the Broken Flower Hall!

“Let’s go.”

Zhao Yunlong’s voice came from the intermediate Cloud Dragon Sword.

The old man quickly held the sword with both hands and flew away.

Bringing this sword back to the Broken Flower Hall was destined to be a bloody story.

Han Muye asked him to bring the Cloud Dragon Sword to the Broken Flower Hall to hand it over to Tang Yunhao so that he could take it down.

Previously, Han Muye did not use Tang Yunhao much, so he did not need him.

Now that he wanted to occupy the old site of the Blazing Sun Palace and do various sword and pill businesses, he needed Tang Yunhao and the people from the Broken Flower Hall.

It should not be difficult for these people who were used to the assassination business to switch to other businesses.

With the Cloud Dragon Sword Technique, Tang Yunhao could definitely sweep through the Broken Flower Hall.

“Aren’t you afraid of being intercepted if you don’t bring Zhao Yunlong along?” Daoist Dayan’s voice sounded next to Han Muye.

Zhao Yunlong was a Dharma treasure. After injecting sword intent, his combat strength could block a half-step Heaven Realm expert.

With this sword protecting him, Han Muye could safely return to the Nine Mystic Mountain.

Without this sword, there would probably be many twists and turns along the way.

“Why? Do you think I don’t have the ability to fight my way back to the Nine Mystic Mountain?”

Han Muye chuckled.

Daoist Dayan said nothing.

Because several figures had already appeared ahead.

Han Muye laughed, and the Green Destiny Sword in his hand shone, turning into a 100-foot-long sword Qi.

There were flames lingering in the sword light. It was clearly a sword technique used by Yu Longsheng.

The figures opposite him did not expect Han Muye to draw his sword without saying a word. They could not react in time at all.

Some of them retreated hurriedly, while others drew their swords to welcome him. It was a mess.

Han Muye couldn’t be bothered with such methods. He only swept his sword light horizontally, sending the swords flying. Then the sword light chased after the few who retreated and knocked them down the clouds.

“You’re still a little inexperienced. Practice more.”

His voice was still there, but he had already flown away.

The young cultivators who were blocking the way found their swords and flew into the clouds. They looked into the distance with pale faces.

“Hmph, it’s just that his swordsmanship is better…” Someone gritted his teeth and muttered.

“That sword technique seems to be from the Fitting Sun Palace. I’ve seen it before.” Someone’s eyes flickered as he said, “This Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword’s talent in the Sword Dao is really peerless.”

Someone shook his head and hung up his sword. “Let’s go. After seeing such a person today, we can’t neglect our cultivation in the future.”

After everyone dispersed, two figures appeared at the spot where they were before.

“How powerful…” The green-robed old man looked in the direction Han Muye had left and sighed softly.