Heavenly Mystic Sword Cultivator Han Muye, Here to Seek Guidance (3)

Many great cultivators smiled and watched quietly.

A hundred miles away, Han Muye raised his sword again.

The Four-Armed Flying Ape, Cultivator He Tuo, who had lost an arm, had a gloomy expression. There were traces of blood on his severed arm, and his three other arms were flashing with saber light.

He had never encountered such a sword cultivator before.

At this moment, he was filled with fear.

However, the moment he saw Han Muye raise his sword, the last trace of rationality in his heart disappeared.

Kill!

Only by killing this sword cultivator in front of him could he avenge himself!

His three long sabers triggered the waves, and the saber light quietly attacked Han Muye amidst the clouds.

This time, the saber light was not only swift, but it also merged with the sea silently!

With a single slash, the water flow was halted!

This blade had entered the Dao!