Unsheathed Sword, No Regrets About Life and Death! (2)

A solemn sword light flashed on his body before disappearing.

"Master asked me to guard the Western Frontier. When the person who can really control the Western Frontier appears, I will go to the Immortal Spirit World to look for him.

"It's been 6,000 years. Sword Dao Immortal. I hope you won't disappoint me."

….

The attack in the Broken Soul Wasteland shattered the entire Black Spirit Valley.

Han Muye stood in the void, his face expressionless.

The consumption of sword momentum that had been nurtured for a long time was exchanged for a sword that could shatter mountains and rivers.

This was a sword cultivator.

How delightful…

A sword pill floated back to Han Muye.

Daoist Dayan appeared. His face was flushed and his legs were weak.

"It's been 8,000 years since I killed an outer realm cultivator with a single strike."

Daoist Dayan looked at Han Muye with a complicated expression.