Volume 13 Chapter 12

Soul power is like a sword, stabbing into the ground in front of you.

The red fish in the pond is still calm and peaceful. However, the heaven and earth in front of he Baihe are suddenly changed, and the sword is brilliant.

A transparent sword light, sword Qi, suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Just at the moment when the sword light and sword energy appeared, the master of Xianyi college, who was carrying the white jade sword, was suddenly white in face. With a sound of vibration, the white jade flying sword had already come out of its sheath, gathering his strong soul power and the vitality of the heaven and the earth. It was roaring around him. Between the light and the shadow, it was constantly colliding with the countless invisible lines that were suddenly rising in the surrounding heaven and the earth.

The bright flying sword is extremely bright. In the collision, the white jade color on the sword body is dimmed with the speed visible to the naked eye.

All the people of Xianyi college, including this holy teacher, are retreating in horror.

It's just a few minutes' rest time. The mountain forest in front of the green pool has formed an amazing array of swords.

Some stone powder fell from the stone between the grass and flowers, revealing the sword mark that had not been exposed at all.

On some branches and petals, there are sword marks that have disappeared, but can be felt now.

The strong sword spirit and sword spirit permeate and agglomerate from the trees, flowers and stones in the whole mountain forest, forming countless invisible lines between the heaven and the earth, just like there are countless people cutting with invisible sword light.

All these sword lights and sword meanings are concentrated on Ni Henian, forming the sword of he Baihe, the strongest sword of Xianyi college.

However, even some scattered sword light is enough to cause fatal damage to the practitioners of xian'i college who are affected by the external environment. It is only the saint who is willing to waste a lot of soul power to guard with sword. At this moment, those practitioners of xian'i college who are affected are not injured.

All the people of Xianyi college have never seen he Baihe practising his sword. But at the moment, the sword marks that appear between countless flowers, trees and rocks let them understand that he Baihe did not know how many swords he used to wield in this mountain forest. The strength of his sword marks also made these rocks, trees, flowers and stones There have been some subtle changes.

His countless invisible sword marks have been turned into one Rune by one under his sword.

This is the most powerful sword of heaven and man!

He is the combination of his strongest strength at the moment, and some residual strength of countless swords previously cut out here, forming a sword, stabbing Ni Henian!

A withered yellow metal sword, with the rune like a dead leaf butterfly, appears on the side of the mysterious practitioner behind Ni Henian. The practitioner can't intervene or attack Ni Henian's sword. His flying sword only blocks a dozen pieces of transparent sword Qi, and at the same time, he retreats peacefully.

Ni Henian's eyes suddenly cold.

The soul power in his body has been surging out of his body before a few breath. However, the most powerful sword of Xianyi college is beyond his expectation.

This sword is full of the meaning of fragmentation and thorough decomposition. The soul power that comes out of his body has not yet been able to gather into a more powerful force, just like being cut off by countless transparent runes, losing contact with himself.

In this moment, he stopped outputting the soul force to the outside, and condensed all the soul force in his body under the skin. His whole person turned into the color of topaz, the heaviest hammer in the world, and hit the ground at the foot of his feet severely.

In a very short time when he could not feel and react at all, the ground under his feet, centered on him, rolled and rolled like waves.

The majestic and extreme soul power, in the moment of percussion, no matter split, gushed out from his feet desperately.

Ground fissure, mud turning, stone breaking, flowers falling into mud and trees breaking into pieces.

This mountain forest, some of it, is shaking, and all the sword marks are breaking.

Blood dripped from his nostrils.

At this moment, he and this world are just a sword At the moment, the sword has disintegrated under the pure force of Ni Henian, and he will inevitably suffer heavy damage.

But the broken sword is still a sword.

At this moment, his face was still calm.

In his and Ni Henian's perception, those broken swords were killed by Ni Henian one by one.

Ni Henian's gorgeous robes began to glow, and countless golden lights emerged between the fine metal threads, forming a line of runes.

These runes are as rusty and dim as if they have never been lit in a time when no one can do anything.

Countless invisible forces cut these runes. There are countless cracks in Ni Henian's extremely precious metal robe. The yellow light is surging inside. Every drop of blood oozes from these cracks.

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The light of the sword disappears.

The mountains and forests are destroyed.

He Baihe coughs and wipes the blood from his nostrils.

There are many very thin and long cracks in Ni Henian's robe, which shed some blood.

All the practitioners of Xianyi college have white faces and can't help shivering.

"Build the array with sword marks, and win with intention."

Ni Henian was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "this sword of Xianyi college is really enough to make the audience honored."

"It's a pity I'm ahead of you." After a small meal, he looked at he Baihe and said this again.

He Baihe knows the meaning of this sentence better than anyone else. Ni Henian became a practitioner and a saint teacher many years earlier than him. So today, when he encountered his sword and his most powerful means failed to play out, he still went beyond his cultivation and broke his sword.

To some extent, this is also the greatest praise of the elder for the younger practitioners.

He Baihe smiled with satisfaction and was waiting to make a sound.

At this time, a sword light flew up. A practitioner of Xianyi college threw a sword at Ni Henian. The sword light was like a meteor and hit Ni Henian's heart directly.

He Baihe's face is slightly stiff, and he sighs in his heart.

Although he is the biggest opponent of the emperor in this college and has the ability to block the emperor's will, it does not mean that he can control all the forces against the emperor in the college. At this moment, the person in Xianyi college who is in charge of the attack is the one who is not affected by him.

Now all people here can see that he and Ni Henian are both defeated. But even if Ni Henian's sword enters the city and suffers heavy damage, he is the only great sacrifice of the whole Yunqin. The invincible practitioner in Zhongzhou city is only a step away from the great sage. Even if he is injured, his strength is still far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and no one in this field Can kill.

There was a light cough.

Ni Henian played a backhand.

With a Tink, the meteor like sword light bounced out. At a faster speed, it stabbed the practitioner of Xianyi college into his chest and carried him upside down.

"This sword also belongs to Yun Qin Has the sword been handed down? " Ni Henian calmly looks at he Baihe and asks when he kills a powerful practitioner by pining his fingers.

He Baihe said sincerely, "not yet."

Ni Henian said with emotion: "it's a pity that this sword has been broken since then... When you enter the country of cultivation, you should also understand that even if you can give such a powerful sword, it is still unlikely to defeat me and stop me. I can't understand what you mean. "

He Baihe smiled inexplicably, "of course, it's of great significance. Originally, if there was no accident, the great sacrifice should be among all the saints of Yunqin. A few of them have the hope to advance to the great saints, and they should be the fastest to advance to the great saints. It is a great sacrifice for your cultivation. In this world, only vice president Xia and the leader of purgatory mountain can win. If you are an advanced great sage, there is no one in Yunqin who can suppress the great sacrifice to you, so no one can stop the will of the Holy One Even if today's war makes me unable to advance to the great saint in this life, and makes the great sacrifice to you unable to advance to the great saint in the end, or at least can make you unable to break through to the great saint in the next decade or 20 years, this kind of price, of course, is worth This is the most important battle between the practitioner and the will of the holy one after the madness of the Holy One. "

Ni Henian fell into silence again in the smile of he Baihe.

"I know that the great sacrifice to you is to a great extent a practitioner of Taoism. I hope that Yunqin, like Yunqin ten years ago, is full of all kinds of powerful practitioners and all kinds of amazing skills. But I sincerely ask you to think about it, whether it is Zhongcheng, Nightingale, or I, are indeed practitioners of Yunqin, but we are practitioners Traveler, why on the contrary, with the Imperial City, and you as the enemy, but become a number of stones to prevent you from repairing a broken mirror. " He Baihe said solemnly, "the robe on your body has been broken. Why don't you take it off?"

Ni Henian also laughed and sighed with infinite emotion, "how can a man of practice become a saint when he loses his way? Die in front of me, and want to lobby me? "

He Baihe shook his head and sighed, "you can't kill me today."

"The name should be Qiu Hanying, the most powerful near servant around the holy master in the legendary imperial city." He Baihe turned his head, took a look at the mysterious man wearing a mask, and then smiled, "but unless you want to be hurt more than you can clean up, he should not be able to stop me from leaving."

Ni Henian's eyebrows were deeply frowned.

The mysterious cultivator in the grey robe snorted coldly, as if he was despised. The withered yellow metal sword floating in front of him suddenly brought up a strong wind, carrying the great vitality of heaven and earth, and flew towards the he Bai He.

Today, in such an unusual place as Xianyi college, more unusual things are bound to happen.

In the calm waterfall, a piece of water rose abruptly.

A sword light with a sense of tranquility, slashed hard on the withered yellow flying sword.

Only with one sword, Ni Henian's eyebrows wrinkled deeper, as if there were a few more knife like wrinkles on his face. Qiu Hanying, the most mysterious near servant beside the emperor, gave a deep, cold, dull hum, and the light of the Yellow sword flew back to him.

He Baihe smiled a little and stood up from the pond stone and left directly from the mountain forest behind the pond.

In the peaceful forest and the mountain path, there suddenly appeared some practitioners of Xianyi college who had not been shown before. They gave a shriek and went to kill he Baihe.

He Baihe micro