Ascending to the Little Alchemy Pavilion, a Fifth-Grade Pill Formula

Sword light enveloped the city.

Was he protecting Mushen City?

This was a demonstration!

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, and the sword light on his body blocked the pressure from Patriarch Tao Ran.

Turning around, he saw the Mu family's patriarch's expression become even more complicated.

Han Muye understood why Patriarch Tao Ran dared to do this.

With the Southern Wilderness attacking en masse, the Western Frontier was no longer at peace.

Pills were for the golden age, and swords were for the chaotic world!

Chaos was about to arise, and sword cultivators who were good at killing were useful again.

"Boom—"

In the sky, sword lights exploded with loud bangs. The sword lights collided with the Great City Protection Formation of Mushen City, causing layers of ripples.

"Yang Dingshan, I'm not the one who killed your only son. Why are you forcing me!