V3.Chapter 55

It was feminine, as if it was a sword light without any power, but it cut through the space at an extremely fast speed, and came to he Yiming's chest like lightning.

At this moment, he Yiming's heart suddenly surged into a shadow, and a force of death instantly swept through his whole body. That terrible feeling was like a body immobilization method, which made him unable to move at all.

This is a gloomy killing intention, which stabbed into he Yiming's heart like the tip of a needle, directly enveloping him in fear.

He Yiming's face instantly became as bloodless as Jiang Wenwu.

He never thought that there would be such a sharp and unstoppable sword in this world.

This erratic sword light combined with the severe chill that seemed to directly stab people to death immediately made him fall into a desperate situation with no way to go.

Even when he came into contact with the dark green jade bottle, even when he was suddenly attacked by romia's sound wave skill, he didn't feel very close to death at the moment.

Seeing that the ghost like sword was about to stab into his body, the skin in front of his chest even felt the cold chill of the sword tip.

But at this moment of life and death, he Yiming finally moved.

In his Dantian, it spun like a wheel again, and the powerful force rushed up, spreading all over the body faster than the sword light.

His spirit suddenly rose, as if he had left his body and stared at everything below in the endless sky.

Then his chest collapsed, and his body flew back close to the ground as if it were being pulled.

At the same time, with a slight hook on his foot, Jiang Wenwu, who did not know what had happened, suddenly flew up out of thin air and greeted the sword light.

This is his subconscious response. At this moment, as long as he can delay the sword light, even for a moment, he Yiming will do it without hesitation.

His reaction was obviously beyond the expectation of the sword light.

In such a sure situation, he missed for the first time.

However, the reaction of the master of sword light was unimaginable. That originally only a wisp of sword light suddenly burst, like a huge fireworks, exploding out of thin air.

Jiang Wenwu didn't even scream, but he turned into a rain of blood in the void, splashing down from the high air. Then, this sword turned into a meteor to catch up with the moon, and suddenly chased after he Yiming's retreating body.

Instantly, the two men launched an incredible pursuit in the jungle.

No matter how he Yiming rushed left and right, he couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the sword light. The vital part of his chest was always under the shadow of the sword light.

However, although the person who is pursuing is a determined person, he is also slightly shaken at the moment.

At his speed, he was still chasing forward, but he was still unable to get he Yiming. If he Yiming avoided the sword, or turned his back, wouldn't he be thrown away in an instant?

At this moment, he thought angrily, this man's lightness skill is so high, why doesn't the old boy say?

However, he did not know that he Yiming only stimulated his potential and barely maintained such a terrible speed under the strong pressure of life and death. It would be wishful thinking for him to show it once in ordinary times.

In a moment, the two of them had already made several circles around the point just now.

These circles came down, and their hearts were shocked and inexplicable. Finally, the man who came out of the sword gave up tracking.

He Yiming just breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately his hair stood up, and his eyes instantly widened, with unspeakable horror and disbelief in his eyes.

After taking back the sword, the man didn't run away, but turned to the sword. The light of the sword was directed by Yuan Lixun, who was at a loss and ignorant.

He Yiming immediately sensed that he was the one behind him, who had always been invisible. And the strength of this person is absolutely a super master at the level of yixiantian.

In the face of such a master, he Yiming naturally did not dare to ignore the slightest carelessness. However, in any case, he could not imagine that Yuan Lixun would be operated on by this person's identity and strength, which was simply unimaginable.

At this moment, he Yiming's eyes were about to crack, and the Qi in his body was surging madly. Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and shouted angrily like thunder: "go up..."

A strange wave of power was inspired from he Yiming's mouth. This wave contains some mysterious power from different systems.

The man who made the sword couldn't help pausing. However, after he just paused, he immediately continued to stab forward with his sword in his hand.

However, in this instant, he Yiming stamped his feet, and a big pit suddenly appeared on the ground, and he himself had rushed up at a faster speed than the rapid retreat just now.

At this moment, he Yiming has stimulated the potential of his whole body. His action is fast to the extreme, fast to a point that he has never imagined.

However, at the moment when he was about to pass through the man, the long sword in the man's hand suddenly broke out of thin air and stabbed at he Yiming's body like a poisonous snake. At the same time, his other hand was raised high, and a black light and shadow crossed a bright black line in the air, striking yuan Lixun's head.

He Yiming's eyes instantly condensed into a line, and he almost immediately judged it.

The man had premeditated his move and had grasped his lifeline.

At this time, either the sword to block the lightning or the concealed weapon to rescue yuan Lixun seemed to be the only choice between the two.

The sword man has no joy or sorrow in his heart, and he has no shame for what he has done.

Taking advantage of the weaknesses of other people's relatives and friends to assassinate, that is his old line, but also his way of life. It is precisely because of his style that anyone who is an enemy of him will feel a great headache. As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, no one is willing to be an enemy of him. Even if he is better than his opponent in the cultivation of martial arts, it is the same.

When the sword stabbed out, he had seen the panic in he Yiming's eyes. His sword became faster and faster. He faintly felt that this assassination was about to succeed.

He seemed to be about to feel the infinite pleasure of a strong man falling under his sword again.

However, before the pleasure in his heart completely broke out, his face changed.

Because his sword failed, he could clearly feel that the tip of the sword had touched he Yiming's skin, but at that moment, he Yiming disappeared

At the moment when the sword man attacked he Yiming and Yuan Lixun at the same time, he Yiming seemed to have a further breakthrough in his extremely high spirit due to anger, worry, fear and so on.

At that moment, he felt it clearly.

Beside him, there was a subtle flow of wind. In a trance, he seemed to become the wind here, and a feeling of being completely integrated into the wind suddenly burst out in his heart.

His body was like being pulled by the wind, drawing a strange arc in the air. At the dead corner of his vision, he flew to Yuan Lixun at an indescribable speed and angle. And with a wipe of his hand, he bounced the black line in the air.

At that moment, he Yiming seemed to really experience the feeling of flying.

It seems that he really became an omnipresent wind, and "flew" to Yuan Lixun in an instant from where he was.

But just for a moment, he Yiming's mental state retreated from that strange feeling.

Make the sword man suddenly stop, his eyes as gloomy as night, tightly locked he Yiming.

He Yiming is the same, but his eyes have a trace of confusion, a trace of understanding, and a trace of joy.

Although the scene just now cannot be reproduced immediately, it has made him vaguely feel a clue. He has strong confidence that as long as he is given enough time, he will be able to exert the speed of the wind, which is almost beyond the limit of the human body.

The gloomy voice slowly rang, "how did you do it?"

He Yiming sneered and asked, "who are you?"

The man snorted and said, "Sima Yin, I was entrusted to take your life." His wrist shook, and the sword like a snake letter disappeared: "tell me how you do it, and I can let go."

He Yiming snorted angrily and said, "Sima Yin, do you think you can leave alive?"

Since his debut, he has not suffered such a big loss. Even yuan Lixun almost fell into it. In this case, of course, he refused to give up.

Sima Yin laughed and said, "I admit that your lightness skill is really better than me, but in this world, it's not that your lightness skill is strong that you can keep me." He said, shaking his body suddenly.

He Yiming was absorbed, but the next moment he found that Sima Yin who stood in place suddenly disappeared.

His ears shook slowly. He Yiming held yuan Lixun in one hand, and his other hand stroked the dagger on his back. But after hesitation, he finally took it.

This is his last trump card. He will never use it until the victory is announced.

Suddenly, he Yiming shouted sharply and kicked to the side.

It was originally a green weed, but after he Yiming kicked it, a dark shadow suddenly appeared, which was Sima Yin who had just disappeared.

He Yiming took a deep breath and remembered some of the contents he had seen in Hengshan's book collection. He said in a deep voice, "blindfold?"

Sima Yin's cold, emotionless laughter rang out: "yes, it's a cover up." After he appeared, he didn't continue to attack, but said, "you have to take care of the women around you, and you can't fight with me at all. If you agree to my conditions, I'll turn around and leave, and I'll ignore your grievances from now on. But if you don't agree, then you have to be careful at any time. I'll attack you and your women by any means at any time, anywhere."

He Yiming's face slightly changed. If he fought openly, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone, but the other party should use such a rogue means, he really had nothing to do.

It seemed that he Yiming hesitated. Sima Yin continued, "I'm walking alone in the world. You not only have the women around you, but also he Jiazhuang in Taicang County, and Hengshan vein. I can't kill you, Yu Jinglei, and others?"

He Yiming half closed his eyes. In his heart, he hated this Xiantian master he just met, but at the same time, he also kept complaining.

But to be honest, even he himself wanted to know how the incredible body method just now was done.

Unfortunately, that feeling is too weird. Even if it is him, he just has a vague impression, which is difficult to explain. However, even if he told the truth, he would never believe it.

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart, his eyes drooped, and suddenly he thought of something.

"I can tell you." He Yiming said expressionless, "but you must also tell me who asked you to kill me."

Sima Yin's action was full of fierce killing opportunities. If he had no killing intention, no one would believe it.

After pondering for a while, Sima Yin shook her head and said, "I can't kill you. I've been entrusted with something. I can't tell you his name anyway."

He Yiming was depressed, but he heard a clue. Whoever invites him must have a grudge against himself. Just as he wanted to break his scalp, he couldn't figure out who was able to do this. He asked a strong man of yixiantian level to attack and kill himself.

He Yiming snorted and said, "will you really stay out after I tell you?"

Sima Yin said solemnly, "I Sima is a man with nine words. Since I promised you, I will do what I can. If I can't kill you, I'm weak and helpless. But if I don't deal with your relatives and friends, it's naturally within the scope of my commitment."

"OK." He Yiming gritted his teeth heavily and took out a dark green bottle from his arms. He threw it easily, and the bottle immediately flew smoothly between the two, as if there was a hand holding it, and fell steadily to the ground.

"This is filled with ethereal water. As long as you take about ten drops, the innate strong person can feel the ethereal Qi of the outside world. At that time, he was as light as a swallow and could grasp the track of the wind. However, it still takes years of hard training to reach the speed I just got, and it can't be achieved overnight."

Sima Yin looked at the bottle on the ground suspiciously. His eyes were half convinced and said, "ethereal water? What is this?"

He Yiming snorted coldly and said, "this is the most precious treasure in the world from a secret place. There is only one bottle in the whole northwest. You can only get ten drops at most."

Although Sima Yin is well-informed, this dark green jade bottle has never been heard of. But with his eyesight, he could see that this thing was definitely a rare treasure. Especially when he stared at the liquid in the bottle, he had an impulse to be fascinated, and he couldn't help believing it.

After all, there are so many rare treasures in the world that even he can't identify them all, and this unheard of treasure may be the biggest mystery of he Yiming's inhuman body method.

He took a few steps carefully and came to the side of the jade bottle. He Yiming was still carrying his hands, as if he was dismissive of his caution.

At this point, he felt relieved. Although he Yiming's lightness skill is terrifying, with Yuan Lixun's drag, Sima Yin has decided that unless he wants to fight a fish to death, he will never take risks.

However, when the tip of his sword jumped and lifted the jade bottle into the air, he Yiming's eyes suddenly splashed, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to raid.

Sima Yin's heart tightened, and all his attention focused on he Yiming.

This young strong man with incredible speed has made him greatly afraid, and he has no time to distract him anymore, but his other subordinate consciously caught the dark green jade bottle.

Suddenly, a strong chill came from the palm of his hand.

This chill came with a menacing force, as if it were overwhelming, and he was not allowed to make a sudden attack without any resistance.

His fingers, palms, and even the whole arm changed color in an instant, and a puff of white frost congealed like goose bumps.

At this point, he finally understood that the jade bottle was not empty water at all, but some unknown object with extremely cold effect.

His heart sank immediately, but as a strong man in the front line, he was unwilling to be captured at any rate.

A cold hum came from his mouth, and the powerful innate Qi rushed up like a spring,

When all his Qi fought against the cold in his arms, the bone chilling chill seemed to really stop the trend of spreading. However, when he wanted to throw away the jade bottle in his hand, he was sad to find that the jade bottle had been tightly adhered to the palm of his hand, and he could not get rid of it no matter how he vomited true Qi.

Sima Yin's eyes flashed fiercely. Without thinking, he waved the long sword of his right hand. After a flash of essence, his left arm was shoulder length broken, but there was no blood flowing from the broken place. Moreover, the falling arm was as hard as iron, and it was frozen into this kind in an instant. From this, we can see how cold the liquid in the jade bottle was.

Then, Sima Yin's body shook again. The injury of his short arm seemed to him as if it had never happened before, and his body immediately disappeared again in the eyes of he Yiming and Yuan Lixun.

Yuan Lixun looked at all this with tongue tied eyes. She didn't even react. All this had happened and ended.

In this level of confrontation, it is absolutely wishful thinking to expect an acquired cultivator with seven levels of internal strength to help.

He Yiming's face changed slightly. The cold in the dark green jade bottle could make the strong man of Baisan Tian helpless, but the strong man of Yixian Tian was different after all. After self mutilating his body, he was able to escape, which was really beyond his expectation.

With his ears inching, he Yiming has thrown out like lightning, conveniently put away the dark green jade bottle, and then rushed in one direction.

Only his voice echoed here:

"When I come back..."