The Cloud Dragon carried Han Muye and brought a rumbling astral wind into the void.
Its speed was not much slower than Han Muye’s own speed.
“Young Master, you can try to control the Cloud Dragon Sword.”
Daoist Dayan’s voice could be heard.
This sword spirit was interesting.
Previously, Daoist Dayan did not like Han Muye at all and looked down on him.
His attitude changed when Han Muye took the Cloud Dragon Sword.
In the face of the Cloud Dragon Sword, he was still a senior.
The Cloud Dragon Sword did not have a temper and gave itself the name Zhao Yunlong.
Hearing Daoist Dayan’s words, Han Muye nodded and the sword Qi under his feet surged into the Cloud Dragon.
“Boom—”
Dragon scales appeared on the dragon whose cloud qi was diffuse.
The Cloud Dragon roared, seemingly feeling endless joy.
Feeling elated over this bit of sword Qi? Han Muye thought.
In Han Muye’s sea of Qi, a sword intent divided and surged into the Cloud Dragon’s body.
Sword intent!
When the sword intent entered the Cloud Dragon’s body, its roar resounded in the void.
Two long dragon horns appeared on the Cloud Dragon’s head.
White clouds appeared on both sides of the dragon.
The wind and clouds followed, and Heaven and Earth powers were added.
“Master, with this sword intent, I can kill a half-step Heaven Realm expert.”
The Cloud Dragon roared, its voice filled with joy.
Daoist Dayan, who had transformed into a breeze, landed on the Cloud Dragon’s back with a complicated expression.
Compared to the Cloud Dragon Sword, his little strength was nothing.
If he wanted to really have the ability to fight against a Heaven Realm expert, he needed to fuse with the sword pill and become one with his main body.
But he was indignant.
“Boom—”
In the distance, a rumble sounded.
Han Muye could sense the sword light and flames at the source of the roar.
It was Patriarch Tao Ran.
The battle was a little intense. Patriarch Tao Ran had already used the Prairie Fire Sword Technique.
“Patriarch, can you still hold on?”
Han Muye laughed and raised his hand. The cloud dragon turned into a sword and landed in his hand.
Patriarch Tao Ran’s voice was filled with fighting spirit.
“Kid, are you looking down on me?
“If you have the ability, let’s compete to see who can kill a half-step Heaven Realm expert first.”
Compete?
Han Muye’s smile widened.
After killing Ma Meng in the mine tunnel, he had a rough understanding of his own combat strength.
It could match a half-step Heaven Realm expert, but without consuming a large amount of sword intent and soul sword Qi, it was impossible to kill an expert above the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm.
Moreover, if the other party was determined to turn around and escape, Han Muye knew that he wouldn’t be able to stop him.
However, if he cultivated in seclusion to make up for the gap in the Golden Sun Technique, his cultivation level would increase to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment. Han Muye’s confidence increased greatly.
Besides, he still had a Dharma treasure sword in his hand!
Wasn’t this the best time to kill a half-step Heaven Realm expert?
“Okay.”
As his voice fell, Han Muye, who was holding a sword, was already a hundred thousand feet away.
“Then—
“Compete.”
With a single strike of his sword, he condensed the power of 10 steps and transformed into clouds.
Han Muye used the sword technique concept of the Tang Mountain Sword Sect.
Gathering Waves.
One step made waves rise, 10 steps made waves fly.
10 steps later, waves piled up.
“Hum—”
The world rumbled, and a 10,000-foot-long wave surged from the end of the world.
The three half-step Heaven Realm experts who were surrounding Patriarch Tao Ran turned around in fear and scattered.
Looking up, Patriarch Tao Ran’s eyes revealed a trace of dullness.
“Damn, when did this kid become so fierce?”
Sword light rose from his palm. He wanted to go forward and slash at the waves to see if he could disperse them.
However, thinking that Han Muye was one of their own, he decided not to do that.
“Is this the Wave Gathering Sword Technique?” Below, the surrounded disciples of the Tang Mountain Sword Sect widened their eyes.
Shao Yousun looked at the waves and felt his blood boil.
This was Mr. Mo Yuan’s disciple.
After cultivating the path of the sword, he could comprehend the principles of the sword, and sword techniques in the world were at his fingertips.
Who could stop such a sword cultivator?
In the sky, Patriarch Tao Ran shouted. He turned his sword and led a stream of flames towards a half-step Heaven Realm expert.
The dazzling sword light flashed and descended on him.
“Haha, quickly leave your life behind!” Patriarch Tao Ran’s arrogant smile was more lethal than his sword light.
The black-robed half-step Heaven Realm expert of the Ethereal Dao Sect snorted coldly. The spear in his hand danced, stirring up a 10,000-foot-high wind as he faced the sword light.
The inheritance of the Ethereal Dao Sect might not be top-notch in the Cloud Heaven World, but it was not weak compared to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
If not for the fact that Patriarch Tao Ran was indeed powerful, he would have died when surrounded by three half-step Heaven Realm experts.
On the other side, the two half-step Heaven Realm experts on both sides looked at each other and flew almost at the same time.
A stream of light mixed with coldness.
A flame condensed into an iron fist.
These two spells were both at the peak of the Golden Core realm. They gathered the Heaven and Earth powers and collided with the waves that Han Muye had gathered.
They had to act.
Han Muye’s cloud waves formed by the Eastern Sea Sword Technique were too grand.
Sitting and waiting, no one dared to respond.
Seeing the two spells coming at him, Han Muye laughed and smashed down with the Cloud Dragon Sword.
At this point, the momentum had already been gathered. Why did he still need any fancy sword moves?
When the sword technique reached the peak of strength, it was only one slash!
“Boom—”
Endless waves crashed down, and the world shook.
The fist facing the huge waves collapsed instantly.
Then the cold stream of light was also swept down by the huge waves.
“Hmph, a mere half-step Heaven Realm dares to withstand the might of my Cloud Dragon?”
In the waves, Zhao Yunlong’s voice sounded.
“Master, if it was outside the Fire Source Realm, this sword strike could even kill a Heaven Realm expert.”
Zhao Yunlong’s voice was filled with pride.
The two half-step Heaven Realm experts, who were about to resist, gritted their teeth and fled.
This strike was really powerful. Coupled with Zhao Yunlong’s words, they did not have the courage to receive it again.