V3.Chapter 18

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
The howling north wind, like a runaway wild horse, roared and collided.

In this forest, several congenital strong men faced each other with dignified faces, and their hearts were as cold as the north wind, without a trace of warmth.

He Yiming gathered his momentum to the extreme without reservation, and released every breath as much as possible.

Around him, in the scope covered by the huge and terrible knife, even the air faintly produced a strange fluctuation, as if it was burning in the fire, curling up.

Although he is not old, he has rich experience in fighting, and has had experience in fighting with several congenital strong men, including Yu Jinglei, a frontline strong man.

However, in every fight, he met a single enemy, and now standing in front of him, there were three congenital strong men.

After he subconsciously cleaved the knife, even he wondered whether he had eaten bear heart and leopard gall, and even planned to pick three with one?

These three are not the ten layer internal strength acquired masters among the brigands, but the genuine inborn strong ones.

However, this idea only changed in his mind for a circle, and he immediately put it aside, and concentrated all his energy, went all out, and dared not hide it any more.

If there is anything to hide in the face of the three congenital strong, it is pure suicide.

Feeling the powerful breath and prestige from he Yiming, the three men in black with high noses and deep eyes also have a dignified face.

In their feelings, he Yiming's body has been completely integrated with the surrounding environment. Especially within the four meter radius of his center, it seems to have become another world, a world full of crises for them.

At least half of their eyes fell on the big knife. Once they came into contact with this frightful weapon, their hearts trembled.

This knife is powerful, which has been the consensus of all of them.

A gentle cough came out from behind he Yiming: "thank you for saving me, brother. I'm grateful to Yu Xichen at Hengshan. It's just that these three people's martial arts are strange, brother, be careful."

He Yiming didn't move like a mountain, as if he hadn't heard this sentence, but everyone knew that he just didn't dare to be distracted at all.

After hearing this sentence, the three people in black couldn't help looking at each other, and their eyes were slightly bright.

The man with the soft sword suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Sir, this is the gratitude and resentment between us and him. Since you never know him, why should you intervene in it?"

Although what this population said is the most popular language among the countries in the northwest, when he spoke, it was as if he was following the script, which made people feel extremely strange.

He Yiming's heart moved. As the man spoke, the momentum of the three of them suddenly weakened. If they were still at gunpoint just now, there seemed to be room for relief at the moment.

He immediately realized that the three people had no intention of fighting with him.

In fact, after many epiphanies, today's he Yiming is no longer the teenager who just set foot in congenital. At this moment, the 360 orifices in his body are infinitely close to the state of fullness and overflow. Even if it's a distance from thunder, it's just a thin line.

When he was holding a dagger, the momentum of his body had reached an appalling level.

Even though he was under a gleam of heaven, he Yiming was cold in his heart. Before he changed his move, the big Guan Dao in his hand met their broad sword and soft sword.

A surging, almost incredible force was uploaded from the grand pass. He Yiming's face changed again, and their strength was far beyond the limit realized last time. At this moment, it seems that the strength of each of them has more than doubled out of thin air, and almost everyone has the powerful power to fight against the big knife.

He Yiming's wrist shook, and his palm had instantly turned into a circle, allowing the big knife to rotate and dance in it, digesting the shock caused by fighting with the three of them into a square inch.

Then, his body like a ghost flew back a few steps and immediately left the battle circle.

The three men did not pursue, and they gasped for breath. It seemed that the attack just now also consumed a lot of their strength. But at the same time, a trace of blood appeared in their eyes, which was eerily creepy, as if there was a chill rushing up along the spine.

Taoist Yao and Yu Xichen's faces also changed greatly, and their eyes immediately became sharp.

After all, Yu Xichen is a congenital strong man. Although he suffered a lot of internal injuries, he took the injury medicine of Taoist medicine. In addition, as a congenital strong man, he can constantly absorb the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, although he has not recovered, he also has the power of a war in the short term.

His hands tightened, and the fine steel sword shook for a while.

Taoist Yao quietly took his unique weapon, which was the first time he Yiming saw his old man's weapon. However, at first sight, even in such a bad environment, he Yiming still blinked his eyes, a little doubting whether he was wrong.

In the hands of Taoist medicine, there was a bamboo basket.

Yes, it's the ordinary bamboo basket he usually wears on his waist.

He Yiming always thought that this bamboo basket was just a tool used by the Taoist medicine man to fill medicine when picking medicine, but at the moment, when he saw the powerful momentum of the Taoist medicine man holding the bamboo basket in his hand, he realized that it was his unique weapon.

The three men in black shouted, and they made a sudden leap.

He Yiming's eyes were slightly frozen. He suddenly found that the bodies of these three people were not expanding in front of him, but constantly shrinking.

He was stunned and immediately understood that the three of them had given up chasing Yu Xichen and wanted to escape.

"They can't escape."

Yu Xichen just said this sentence, and there was a flower in front of him. Then he saw it again, which was almost like a strong knife light blocking out the sky and the sun.

At the moment he spoke, he Yiming had put his words into action. Catch up with them at a faster speed, and encircle them in the long knife light cloud again.

The three people were terrified. They were extremely shocked by he Yiming's speed, knife technique and the powerful power he showed. This man's weapon is so terrifying that it should be based on masculine power. But he is not only proficient in the sharp way of gold, but also in the way of cloud and fog. Once entangled by him, it is difficult to get away. And his body method is as fast as lightning, which is obviously better than them.

Anyone will feel a great headache when encountering such an enemy who can't fight and escape.

A moment later, seeing that he was about to fall into the mire like clouds, the leader finally spoke again: "gabble..."

In an instant, the combat effectiveness of these three people increased greatly, and it seemed that incredible changes had taken place in their strength, speed and mental outlook. The three of them worked together and immediately defeated the clouds melted by he Yiming's knife.

The clouds dispersed and the sky opened, revealing a piece of light.

The three men no longer hesitated, moved and ran away side by side.

He Yiming shouted angrily and was inexplicably pushed back twice. Even the mud Bodhisattva was also angry, not to mention he Yiming, who was invincible and young.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he immediately rushed out like a fly, and almost caught up with them in the blink of an eye. He swung a blade of his sword and besieged them again.

Taoist Yao and Yu Xichen looked at each other. As they were also born strong, they had a feeling of being unable to intervene at this moment, and couldn't help but surprise and admire he Yiming. Especially Yu Xichen, who met he Yiming for the first time, kept muttering in his heart.

Where on earth did this freak come from?

"Gabble..."

With this sound like a magic spell, the three people rushed out of the knife light blockade again.

He Yiming was furious and shouted angrily, "elder Yao, what are they calling ghosts?"

Taoist Yao was stunned. Although he was very old, he was addicted to pharmacology for most of his life. He really didn't know what they were calling.

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind Taoist Yao and Yu Xichen.

"These three young people are shouting..." the voice is long, but it contains infinite sharp killing opportunities: "God said, give you strength..."