Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 1583 - : Death or Surrender? (3)

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Chapter 1583: Death or Surrender? (3)

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Outside a light screen, a burly man in a green robe turned around and looked at the people behind him.

โ€œTherefore, itโ€™s right for my Zhiliang Immortal World to join the middle-level Immortal World, the Jade Sun Immortal World.โ€

Everyone nodded and looked at the light screen.

Reality made everyone understand that the foundation of the lower-class immortal world was really too poor.

Han Muye had a strong comprehension ability and had reached the pinnacle in the study of fist techniques.

Such a person, if given enough resources for cultivation, could definitely become one of the top powerhouses in the world, and even a possible Immortal Venerable.

Unfortunately, he didnโ€™t have such an opportunity.

Everyone watched as Han Muye was burned to ashes by the divine flames.

Chang Ciyue, standing aside, showed a hint of complexity on her face. Han Muye was indeed powerful, but unfortunately, he lacked sufficient foundation.

In the Divine Realm, the Divine Source Heavenly Palace Lord smiled.

In the light screen, Han Muyeโ€™s fist wind collided with the divine flames.

The divine flame exploded and enveloped his body.

Zhuge Changju sneered and waved his hand. Flames rose from the spear again.

At this moment, the spear in his hand was also recognized by some people.

This was a top-notch immortal treasure, and it had refined a Golden Crow Divine Flame.

Such treasures were rare even in the divine realm.

The second divine flame rushed out towards Han Muye.

Right at that moment!

โ€œBoomโ€”โ€

The divine flames that wrapped around Han Muye suddenly dissipated, leaving only a faint fire light in his fist.

Before Zhuge Changju could react, Han Muye raised his hand and waved. The fire exploded and flew back.

His divine flame had flown back?

The two divine flames collided in mid-air and then fell on Zhuge Changjuโ€™s head.

Han Muye raised his hand and punched again.

This time, a Golden Crow phantom appeared before his fist wind.

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With the support of the Golden Crow, divine flames flickered and ignited Zhuge Changju.

In an instant, he was reduced to ashes!

โ€œClangโ€”

The spear fell, and the divine flames all retracted back to the tip of the spear.

One punch and Zhuge Changju was dead!

Inside and outside the light screen, silence prevailed!

โ€œHe, he, how did he do it?โ€ Someone was at a loss.

Even the Immortal Lord couldnโ€™t figure out how Han Muye, under the suppression of the divine flames, counteracted and killed Zhuge Changju with a punch.

โ€œThe power of the Golden Crow!

โ€œThere is the power of the Golden Crow in his punch.โ€

An old man with white beard looked at Han Muye, his eyes shimmering with golden light.

โ€œWhen he was entangled with the Golden Crow divine flames just now, he comprehended the poWer of the Golden Crow.

โ€œJust like when he defeated Chang Ciyue with the wind from the tiger, he comprehended the changing power of the wind.โ€

The Immortal Venerable powerhouses in front of the curtain of light had already seen through it.

โ€œTruly a geniusโ€ฆโ€

It was no wonder that this person was betting 100 million divine crystals.

With such astonishing talent, even if he couldnโ€™t become the leader in the upcoming summit, reaching the top hundred should be no problem.

Unfortunately, some people were too impatient.

โ€œIโ€™m afraid Han Muye isnโ€™t as simple as he looks.โ€ Someoneโ€™s eyes lit up as he watched Han Muye pick up the spear in the light screen and slowly refine it. His other hand held the longbow.

With these two treasures, Han Muyeโ€™s combat strength would definitely increase greatly!

Chang Ciyue moved and stood beside Han Muye, protecting him.

In the distance, a floating arena crashed towards them.

In the Divine World, the Divine Source Heavenly Palace Lord gritted his teeth. โ€˜Quick, donโ€™t give him a chance to refine the treasure!โ€

โ€œWhereโ€™s Xiang Liuyun? Stop hiding.โ€

โ€œThereโ€™s also Immortal Lord Zhu Min of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Get him to attack too.โ€™

In front of the light screen, the disciples in charge of regulating the array formation attacked with all their might and interfered with the operation of the array formation.

On the other two arenas, the two Immortal Lords seemed to sense it and sped up their attacks.

โ€œBoomโ€”โ€

Not just one arena, but two arena collided with the lightning that Han Muye was standing on.

A light barrier rose again.

There were four Immortal Lords on the 120,000-foot-wide arena.

Each one attacking Han Muye was an Immortal Lord, and they were all powerhouses in this group.

The scene within the light screen chilled the hearts of the onlookers.

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace was no longer hiding anything.

โ€œChang Ciyue, get lost,โ€ the young man in the greenish-red armor said coldly.

On the other side, a Daoist in a white Daoist robe and a beard chuckled. โ€œHan 100 million. What a coincidence.โ€™

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they rushed towards Han Muye almost at the same time.

Chang Ciyue gritted her teeth and slashed out with the long saber in her hand.

The wind stirred, and the heavens and earth trembled.

Was this the power of the heavens and earth?

Chang Ciyueโ€™s heart moved as she looked at Han Muye beside her.

Because of the change in the arena, it was now Han Muyeโ€™s home ground!

This was the rule of the array!

The rules of the array were still in effect!

The home ground was supported by the power of heaven and earth.

With a long laugh, Chang Ciyue brandished the long saber in her hand with all her might. Gusts of wind kept colliding, and the saber light became more and more dazzling.

Although the two Immortal Lords were arrogant, they were extremely careful.

They each made a move, one wielding a long sword, slashing out to shatter the wind in front of them.

The other one held a long fan, and with a wave, the whirlwind reversed and returned.

He also mastered the power of the wind.

Not only that, the Daoist in white robe clearly had a more profound comprehension of the power of the wind than Chang Ciyue, easily redirecting the whirlwind with a casual wave.

โ€œThe ultimate power in the world is rules,โ€ an old man outside the light screen nodded slightly, saying lightly, โ€œThis person has already grasped a hint of the rule of the wind.โ€™

The rule of the wind?

The people behind the old man widened their eyes.

Rules were something only Immortal Lords could control!

โ€œHehe, just one in a thousand, slightly stronger than Chang Ciyue.โ€ The old man chuckled, hands behind his back, and said, โ€œTo control a trace of the rule in the realm of Immortal Lords is already rare..โ€

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