Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

“I’m here. Who wants to kill me?”

With a long cry, he flew into the void.

“Boom!”

The faceless secret guard followed and swung his long saber down.

In the void, chaotic shadows flickered, and miserable cries sounded.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, then left.

Zhao Zhenghe was a Divine Venerable after all. Without the faceless secret guards chasing after him, he could help him sweep through the 3,000 miles of land alone.

Even the top experts on the Heavenly List did not dare to face him directly.

Moreover, the faceless secret guards were really powerful. They were really domineering and unreasonable.

Anything with a spirit could be countered.

The void cracked and rumbled.

The experts who were originally chasing after Zhao Zhenghe were all chased down.

Zhao Zhenghe had also listened to Han Muye and did not kill them. Just the secret guard’s saber could injure these guys’ souls, so there was no need for him to do anything.

As for the person who was secretly snatching his Divine Emperor’s sword, his soul was trembling and his identity had been exposed.

Zhao Zhenghe was not in a hurry. He deliberately displayed the power of his sword and secret guards to make the other party afraid.

He had been hunted down and schemed against for so long. Of course, he had to take revenge.

For a moment, the place where the treasure trove opened for 3,000 miles was in complete chaos.

Han Muye flew quickly and crossed a thousand miles to land on a meteorite.

At this moment, several figures crossed each other on the meteorite.

Huang Zhihu, who was holding two swords, pursed her lips as sword lights flashed.

Opposite her, a green-robed Daoist’s robe was torn, and the horsetail whisk in his hand was broken.

However, this Daoist’s cultivation was obviously high. He was already at the Half-Sage Realm. His vision and movements were very fast, so he was not injured when he moved.

Around the battle, there were seven or eight Daoists who were on high alert with solemn expressions.

When Han Muye flew over, Huang Six turned around.

“Haha, brother.” Huang Six laughed and waved his hand.

The battle in front of him instantly dispersed. Huang Zhihu’s figure was pulled back by the invisible rope and landed beside Huang Six.

Huang Zhihu raised his head and sheathed his swords.

“Godfather.”

Yunduan called out in surprise, “Minister Han!”

The expressions of the green-robed Daoists opposite him changed drastically.

Previously, when they fought with Huang Zhihu, they were already uneasy.

The demonic cultivator, Huang Six, stood at the side. How could they really fight Huang Zhihu to the death?

Now, there was another one.

Ninth on the Heavenly List, Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic.

The few of them looked at each other. Their faces were pale as they slowly retreated.

Huang Six turned around and raised his hand. A few spiritual lights flew over.

“I’ve asked you to train with my Zhihu. Take these things.”

The few people received the treasures and hurriedly bowed. Then, they slowly retreated a thousand feet away and flew away.

Only then did Han Muye smile and say, “Brother, I’ve handed Zhihu to you.”

His words made Huang Zhihu’s eyes turn red.

Excitement flashed across Huang Six’s face. He nodded and said in a low voice, “It’s been hard on you, Brother. As a father, I haven’t done as much as you, her foster father.”

Han Muye also looked emotional and shook his head. “As long as Brother doesn’t think I didn’t teach Zhihu well.”

Huang Six hurriedly said, “How can that be?”

He grinned and said, “This girl is better than me in everything.”

After a pause, he frowned. “It’s just that she lacks some manliness. Look, she changed her clothes and wore black armor. She looks so magnanimous.”

Han Muye’s face stiffened.

Yunduan and Huang Zhihu turned their heads away.