The gatekeeper of the Sword Pavilion.

Lu Gao.

He lost his eyes in trying to protect the Sword Pavilion.

Back then, he thought that he would be a disabled person for the rest of his life and was prepared to return to his hometown.

Han Muye made him stay.

He had also taught him the Military Sword Technique, one of the Three Techniques of the Sword Pavilion.

This was because the Military Sword Technique could replace his eyes with the sword.

From then on, he had eyes again.

It was the sword that had fused into his body.

His sword was his eye.

As far as Lu Gao was concerned, he was lucky.

The Sword Cultivation Technique allowed him to have the combat strength of an Earth Realm expert and a long lifespan.

He might even have a chance to step into the Heaven Realm, reconstruct his body, and regain his eyes.

Who could tell what was going on in this world?

For him, he would do two things in the future.

Cultivation.

Protect Senior Brother Han and the Sword Pavilion.

The second thing was even more important.

Now he was doing it.

Clenching his fists, a sword light rose from Lu Gao’s body.

Golden light flashed on the Sword Pavilion behind him, responding to the Military Sword Technique on his body. The power of the array formation instantly enhanced his body.

“Boom—”

The shadow of a hundred-foot-long sword formed above Lu Gao’s head.

The sword carried a cold stream of light. Spiritual light flickered, and one could see endless sword qi coming out of it.

There were spiritual patterns on the sword. The sword was simple and unadorned, and the patterns on the blade were clearly visible.

This sword had a powerful pressure.

Even an Earth Realm Level Five Meridian Opening expert would find it difficult to condense such a sword.

In front of the stone steps of the Sword Pavilion, Elder Qin Lin and the others behind him widened their eyes with gloomy expressions.

How could this be?

Aren’t the experts in the Sword Pavilion already transferred out?

Yang Mingxuan and Jiang Ming, who had rushed to the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, also stared at Lu Gao, who was like a god of war.

Is this strong guy with a black veil covering his face and always smiling actually so strong? they wondered.

Lu Gao usually did the most work in the Sword Pavilion.

He went to the dining hall to bring food and run errands. Most of the chores in the Sword Pavilion were done by him.

Yang Mingxuan and Jiang Ming were more sympathetic to Lu Gao after seeing him lose his eyes for the Sword Pavilion.

However, they only knew today that such a powerhouse did not need anyone’s sympathy.

Who had the right to sympathize with such a powerhouse?

“Hum—”

The activation of the Sword Pavilion Great Array caused the Nine Mystic Mountain’s Mountain Protection Array to tremble.

Light screens began to flash.

The Sword Pavilion’s array formation was activated, and it had triggered the investigation of the Defense Hall.

“You guys don’t have much time…”

Han Muye’s expression did not change as he spoke softly.

He looked down at the stone steps below and his gaze landed on Qin Lin’s face. “I’m very curious. As an elder of the Sword Sect, why did you betray the sect? What are you after?”

Hearing his words, a strange smile appeared on Qin Lin’s face. “What am I after? Lowly mortals will never understand.”

As soon as he finished speaking, black demonic qi appeared on Zhu Guangsheng’s body.

Not only him, but black demonic qi also appeared on the bodies of the disciples behind him.

“Demonic cultivator? Is he from the Shangyang Demon Sect?” Jiang Ming’s expression changed as he shouted.

The Shangyang Demon Sect was the leader of the Western Frontier Demon Sect.

“Shangyang Demon Sect? Hehe.” Qin Lin laughed, and a dark halo turned into three trees.

The leaves on these three trees had all withered, leaving only a few blood-colored fruits hanging shriveled.

Looking at the shriveled trees formed by the three demonic auras, Han Muye’s eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

He had seen this technique before.

It was used by a demonic cultivator who fought with Sword Master Yuan Tian.

However, that fiendish cultivator was surrounded by thousands of towering trees. Every tree was filled with countless blood-colored fruits.

Those fruits exploded. They were all refined demon bodies.

The three trees around Qin Lin were only a few feet tall, and there were only three melons and two jujubes hanging on them.

Compared to the ancient demon, they were on completely different levels.

Looking at the demonic aura rising in front of him, Lu Gao’s expression was solemn. He shouted and punched out.

Above his head, a hundred-foot-long sword light slashed down!

The sword light whistled as if the world had collapsed and pressed down!

“Bam—”

A big tree that blocked the sword light was directly shattered.

The fruits hanging on it also turned into nothingness.

Qin Lin’s face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear.

He was a deacon elder of the Sword Pavilion. Although his cultivation level was not high, he was still at the seventh level of the Earth Realm.

What outsiders did not know was that the demonic technique he cultivated was much stronger than his sword cultivation.

However, such combat power was nothing in front of the huge sword.

The demonic cultivation technique that he had cultivated for decades was actually broken by 30%!

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Who is this blindfolded sword cultivator in front of me?

Han Muye also looked at Lu Gao.

The moment the sword light slashed down, he clearly saw the demonic aura being suppressed by the sword light and then turning into nothingness.

He did not expect that cultivating the Military Sword Technique would actually have the effect of breaking demons.

Thinking back, it seemed that the Three Techniques of the Sword Pavilion all had the characteristics of suppressing demons.

The Sword Nurturing Technique nurtured his sword qi, and the demonic qi could not invade him at all.

The soul sword condensed by the Sword Condensation Technique was invincible against demons.

The Military Sword Technique condensed into a sword body. Since he was the sword, he would not be corroded by the demonic aura at all.

Could it be that the ancient Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Pavilion inherited the three techniques to suppress demons?

Very likely.

“Again.”

When the sword was done, Lu Gao laughed and raised his hand, raising the huge sword again.

One force could defeat 10.

This was the ultimate technique of the strength sword.

No matter what he does, I’ll only use one strike.

It’s fine if he could catch it.

If he can’t catch it, he will die.

“Boom—”

The sword struck down again. With a solemn expression, Qin Lin shouted and waved his hand.

The demonic cultivators behind him and Zhu Guangsheng stood close to him. The demonic aura on their bodies was connected to him.

Then the fruits on the two remaining trees around him exploded.

Eight demonic bodies descended.

Their black bodies were covered in scales, and its eyes were blood-red. They were nearly 10 feet tall.

Their long, sharp claws glowed with a dark light.

Such demonic bodies could block a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

From the images in the sword pill that Han Muye had seen, the ancient demonic cultivator had combined countless demonic bodies into a monstrous demon.

At this moment, these demonic bodies collided with Zhu Guangsheng in front of Qin Lin, turning into a strange body with four legs and eight arms.

A violent aura rose, and the bloodthirsty power spread in all directions.

However, this aura came and went quickly.

Lu Gao’s sword light slashed down without care.

“Boom—”

The sword light exploded, and the demon body shattered.

He was so domineering.

There were so many changes. No matter how many schemes he had, what could he do if he could not block a sword?

Lu Gao slowly raised his sword and looked at Qin Lin, who had taken a few steps back.

A trace of confusion flashed across Qin Lin’s face.

He had never expected such an outcome.

He had calculated countless times that the greatest obstacle to charging into the Sword Pavilion was the array formation.

This array formation would be augmented by the Sword Caretakers guarding the Sword Pavilion and have the power of the Earth Realm.

He had rehearsed it many times. Through various secret techniques, he was very clear about the power in the Sword Pavilion.

However, none of this looked like it.

He was actually blocked outside the Sword Pavilion by an unknown fellow. He did not even have a chance to enter.

In the distance, streams of light flashed.

It was an expert from the Defense Hall.

He didn’t have much time left.

If he did not rush into the Sword Pavilion, countless years of planning would be in vain.

There was a faint blood color in his eyes as a violent and cold aura rose from Qin Lin’s body.

“Hu Taisheng, it’s your turn.”

He growled and threw his sword.

“Hum—”

The sword shook and turned into a gray-black fox that was 10 feet tall.

Behind this fox, two huge tails kept swaying.

With a move, the fox dissipated and turned into an old man in a green robe holding a long wooden stick.

Hu Taisheng.

The moment Hu Taisheng appeared, a surging blood aura rose from the Nine Mystic Mountain.

“Hehe, this old friend is still the same.”

Hu Taisheng turned to look in the direction of the Three Stones Temple and chuckled. Then, he looked up at Han Muye. “Little friend, I only want to take the demon bones of my fox demon. Give me the demon bone and I won’t hurt you.”

At this point, his gaze landed on Qin Lin, who was in front of him, and he said indifferently, “As for Fellow Daoist Qin’s request, that’s his business.”

Hearing his words, Qin Lin glared at him and gritted his teeth. “As expected of a cunning fox. You’re really unreliable.”

With that, his aura changed again and he shouted, “In that case, let’s fight!”

A dark Demon Bull appeared behind Qin Lin.

Demon Bull Technique.

This was the cultivation technique that the defected Red Flame Army cultivated.

It turned out that these people had been there all along.

Han Muye’s eyes revealed an endless depth as he stared at the ox shadow that was rising with demonic flames. He said in a low voice, “A thousand years, what are you looking for?”

These words completely changed Qin Lin’s expression.

He flew up and punched forward.

With a shout, Ru raised a fist to meet it.

“Boom—”

Lu Gao took two steps back. The Demon Bull phantom behind Qin Lin exploded, and he retreated.

He was very strong, but he was not stronger than Lu Gao.

Human-shaped weapons were like that.

Lu Gao laughed and took a step forward, his sword pointed skyward.

A man and a sword blocked the demonic cultivators and demons in front of him.

Behind him were the Sword Pavilion and Han Muye.

Hu Taisheng looked at the sword shadow with a solemn expression.

He raised the wooden staff in his hand and pointed it at Lu Gao.

Sword Qi seeped out of the wooden staff.

Lu Gao ignored him and slashed down with his sword.

Standing in front of the Sword Pavilion, Yang Mingxuan’s face was filled with envy. He said in a low voice, “This battle technique is really satisfying.”

Jiang Ming shook his head and nodded helplessly.

This big sword was really unrestrained.

But right in front of the Sword Pavilion, a single sword strike was completely unreasonable.

No matter how many tricks you have, I will only use one sword.

“Hu Taisheng, did you come specially to die—”

In the distance, there was a deafening sound.

This voice made Hu Taisheng’s expression completely change.

Han Muye chuckled.

In the end, this Uncle-Master Tuoba could not suppress the obsession in his heart and revealed his cultivation.

Third level of the Earth Realm, Core Formation Realm.

He was not an ordinary Core Formation cultivator, but an expert at the Core Formation realm.

Compared to this Great Elder of the Blazing Demon Valley in front of him, Tuoba Cheng’s cultivation was many times higher!

“Clang—”

Lu Gao’s sword collided with the wooden staff. The shadow of the sword shattered. Rugao paled and took a step back.

The great demon, Hu Taisheng, had been famous for countless years. His cultivation was not something that Lu Gao, who had yet to master the Military Sword Technique, could compare to.

Lu Gao’s face turned red, and the sword qi surged in his body.

He was about to step forward when Han Muye reached out and pressed his shoulder.

“Brother Lu, let me do it.”

Han Muye looked at Hu Taisheng and Qin Lin in front of him. He took a step forward, and two sword lights rose from his hands.

“I’ll give you a chance to attack. Remember, you only have one chance.”