Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1327 Should I Pay Back the Golden Beads I Owe?

In front of the 30,000-meter-tall Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast, Han Muye's figure was like an ant.

However, in such a scene, Han Muye's voice was cold, saying that he would give the Dragon Sculpture Beast a chance to challenge it.

Was he a fool?

No one would think that way.

Because at this moment, Han Muye was ascending to the sky step by step, quietly floating in the void on the Nether River, where nothing floated!

How could a person who could stand quietly on the Nether River be a fool?

"H-how strong is he…" Feng Yi muttered as he stuck his head out.

He had seen Han Muye use his cultivation on the Nether River.

Now, he saw Han Muye standing in the air.

Such a person had completely exceeded his imagination.

"He's probably already very strong," Patriarch Tao Ran shook his head and said softly.

He could no longer guess how strong Han Muye was.

At the bow of the ship, Huang Six clenched his fists tightly.

When he first entered the Sword Pavilion, this guy was still a young kid.

During the battle at the Cloud Nest Ridge on Fengshou Mountain, he had become a demon and showed off ruthlessly in front of this guy.

In the Demon Realm, apart from wanting to return to the Heavenly Mystic to see Sister Ping, he also wanted to show off in front of Han Muye when his cultivation level was high.

However, when this kid came out of the dam and saw him again, he realized that his combat strength was already monstrous.

After that, Han Muye directly shook off himself and everyone else and became the ancestor of the Sword Dao.

After not seeing him for 2,000 years, Huang Six had suppressed his anger and rushed to the Heavenly Venerable realm.

But when she saw Han Muye again, he was already at the Heaven Immortal Realm.

Even if the Immortal Source World became an Immortal World and his cultivation improved greatly in a hundred years, and he also became a Heaven Immortal, he was still incomparable to Han Muye.

There was really no comparison.

For example, at this moment, watching Han Muye face the powerful six-headed Dragon Sculpture Beast alone, he was not even qualified to fight alongside him.

"Don't be anxious. Let me cultivate properly and break through to the Golden Immortal realm." Huang Six gritted his teeth and muttered. He turned to look around.

The 18 Nether River Boats had already stopped around because their sails had shattered.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Six advanced and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Raise the sail and leave this place!"

He flew out and landed on the head of the Bone-Eating Beast below. Then, he stabbed the spear in his hand into the bow of the Nether River Boat and urged the Bone-Eating Beast to drag the Nether River Boat away slowly.

The other Styx Boats also raised their spare sails and followed this one. They made a small turn and left the battlefield.

In the place where the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast fought with humans, the Nether River Boat would only die if it barged in.

"Boom—"

Not long after the fleet left, there was a loud bang in the sky.

Everyone turned around and saw that the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast had already swiped down with its claws.

A black stream of light tore through the void, and its claws carried the power to shatter the world.

If the fleet was still there, the astral winds from the claws could overturn all the Nether River Boats.

"Too, too strong…" Among the cultivators who turned around, someone muttered in horror.

The others also turned pale, their eyes filled with fear.

How could a cultivator withstand such a powerful beast?

If he couldn't block it, would the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast catch up?

Many people felt miserable.

Under the Dragon Sculpture Beast's claws, Han Muye punched out.

The shadow of the fist whistled.

However, this punch looked like nothing in front of the huge body of the Dragon Sculpture Beast.

Who cared if an ant waved its arms in front of a dragon?

However, in the next moment, this punch actually forcefully pushed the claws back.

It was extremely strange. This punch really froze the claws of the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast and then rushed back.

This scene stunned everyone on the Nether River Boat.

"How strong is his physical body…" Luo Ren felt a chill all over his body, and his legs kept trembling.

Beside him, the corners of Tang Jin's mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Not far away, Daoist Shi Yuan, who was curled up on the ground, muttered something.

"Boom—"

Han Muye punched the claws of the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast back, his expression unchanged, and the phantom of a thousand-foot-long Kui appeared behind him.

The shadow of the Kui appeared and expanded to a height of 100,000 feet. Lightning flashed between the two horns on its head.

A ten-thousand-feet shadow!

At this moment, the ferrymen and cultivators on the 18 Nether River Boats were all dumbfounded.

What kind of expert could condense a 100,000-foot phantom?

"Moo—"

The Kui roared, and Han Muye raised his hand and punched again.

His fist, which contained the power of lightning, flashed with lightning.

The six-headed Dragon Sculpture Beast also roared and flapped its three pairs of wings at Han Muye's head.

The power of the wings collided with the fist. The dragon statue beast's six eyes widened and its entire body trembled.

The power of lightning passed through its body, as if it wanted to paralyze it.

The power of cultivation was forbidden above the Nether River, so how could someone use lightning power?

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck fiercely on top of the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast's head.

This bolt of lightning made the Dragon Sculpture Beast's six heads sway continuously, as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

In the countless years on the Nether River, it had never felt this kind of heavenly and earthly power.

This power almost imprisoned its bloodline, and its body seemed to be torn apart.

Its flapping wings became stiff, and its entire body fell into the Nether River.

"Bang!"

Its huge body smashed into the river, causing countless blood-colored waves that were tens of thousands of feet tall.

The 18 Nether River Boats in the distance were swept up by the waves and instantly flung hundreds of miles away.

Everyone on the ship, who was trying their best to stabilize their bodies, stared blankly at the sky.

There, only the phantom of a huge Kui stood tall.