V4.Chapter 87

Shrouded by the sword awn, it was also an old man, but the difference between the old man and he min was that his face was cold, far less harmonious than He Min's, as if he always had a smile on his face.

Seeing that the huge blade was approaching, he suddenly snorted coldly, stretched out a hand and gently pushed it out.

He unexpectedly greeted the huge knife awn inspired by he Yiming with his bare hands.

With a loud bang, the two collided fiercely, and a series of explosions rang out in the air. This palm of this person was like a huge shield, so he stubbornly blocked the four meter long terror knife.

However, in front of his eyes, a huge knife head with bright light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Just after he Yiming cut out the knife awn, he unexpectedly bullied himself nonstop. At the same time, with a big knife in his hand, more powerful gold forces surged out like a tide.

At this time, in his eyes, there was no warmth. Instead, it was cold. In this cold, there was a strange and unswerving look. It seemed that he had a grudge against the person in front of him and wanted to kill him on the spot.

The old man saw he Yiming's eyes. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had found something, but the action on his hand was faster. The extended palm did not retract, but bent his fingers, so wonderful that he flicked gently towards the end of the dagger.

He believed that with his finger power, even if it was not enough to bounce off the knife, he could also bounce off this hateful weapon that dared to offend him.

However, at the moment when his fingers were about to touch the knife, he suddenly felt a thrill.

This is the first time he had a similar feeling when he fought with all non venerable people after he was promoted to venerable.

His reaction was very fast, and he could see it at a glance from the corner of his eye. I didn't know when the big knife had turned around dexterously. It was not the back of the knife that was facing his fingers, but the edge of the knife.

Although he has great confidence in his own strength, he is not stupid enough to fight with the other side in flesh.

I withdrew my hand and avoided the big pass at this moment.

The speed of his action and the cleverness of his moves reached an incredible level, and he flashed in an instant and shot again.

However, the feeling of danger to the extreme appeared again, and his eyes glanced, and his pupils narrowed.

I don't know when, the head of daguandao is facing his finger again.

At this point, his heart was really shocked, and his evaluation of he Yiming went up to a higher level.

He Yiming used a four meter long knife. This heavy weapon is undoubtedly extremely powerful and unstoppable when used. But the changes in small places are far less flexible than short weapons, let alone compared with his hands.

However, in the hands of he Yiming, he seemed to come back to life. Even he couldn't see how he Yiming did it this time. If this kind of thing spread, it was guaranteed that not many people could believe it.

He sighed secretly, withdrew his hand again, and then finally stretched out his other hand.

In this hand, inexplicably, suddenly, there is a nine ring broadsword.

The knife is as light as snow, flat across the chest.

It was at this moment that the momentum of the old man changed dramatically. He seemed to have become a towering mountain, like he Yiming's giant seal, integrated with the whole world.

He Yiming's eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and his mouth issued a low cry: "give me... Open."

The light on the dagger splashed everywhere, and the already eliminated dagger awn appeared crazily again.

The 23rd of the thirty-six Kaishan moves is slowly performed from the first to the 23rd.

All the sword power poured down like the water of a mountain waterfall.

What this knife condenses is not only the power of the 23rd form, but the power accumulated from the first form to the 23rd form. All the power of the 23rd form completely erupted at this moment.

This should not have happened, because in actual combat, unless the other side is an idiot, or the strength difference between the two sides is too far to cause too much harm to he Yiming, otherwise he Yiming absolutely has no time to show this skill from beginning to end.

However, he Yiming was practicing alone just now, which has pushed his momentum to the highest level, and the strength accumulated in the twenty-three moves has reached its peak.

Just at this time, the old man appeared here. It has to be said that when people are unlucky, drinking cold water will also be choked, and the old man's luck seems to be even better.

In the face of the sudden burst of momentum, the old man's face finally changed. The nine ring broadsword in his hand was no longer casually horizontal in front of his chest, but took the initiative to attack, and constantly collided with the dagger in the air for hundreds of times in an instant.

His nine ring broadsword also turned into endless light and shadow, forming an absolutely powerful interception within his own range.

However, the color of horror in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and the impact of hundreds of times was forcibly blocked by he Yiming. Not only that, the power of the big pass knife was not reduced at all, and the extremely strong light on the blade seemed to split him directly in half.

The old man's face was very ugly. He took a deep breath, and finally did not perform any secret technique of mutual injury. Instead, he made a slight effort on his toes and retreated backward.

He Yiming slashed down with a knife, and finally drove the terrible old man back with endless momentum.

He Yiming has completely sobered up.

The series of actions he just made were all subconscious. When he reached the most critical point when he used the knife technique, he suddenly found someone spying on the side. Naturally, he acted mercilessly and wanted to kill him on the spot.

But after really fighting with this person, he Yiming finally woke up, and his eyes were suddenly full of excitement, pride, and a trace of anxiety.

Although he didn't know the identity of the person in front of him, he Yiming's heart was chilly at the thought of the nine ring broadsword that appeared in his hand at an unknown time.

Venerable, only the venerable who can integrate the divine soldiers into his body and become the three flower bridge can have such supernatural means.

With this in mind, he Yiming, no matter how brave he is, dare not continue to pursue.

With a slight bow, he Yiming said in a loud voice, "Yokoyama he Yiming pays tribute to the Lord of the main peak."

The old man in front of him stepped back a few steps and left the shrouded area of he Yiming's breath. There was a faint blush on his face, which seemed to flash a look of anger, but after hearing he Yiming's words, he was a little stunned, and forcefully lowered the depression pressure in his chest.

His sharp eyes glanced at he Yiming's dagger and suddenly asked, "where did the weapon in your hand come from?"

He just cut hundreds of knives in an instant. With his strength, these hundreds of knives are easy to bear. However, he Yiming's sword power did not diminish, and he still had the power to make him retreat.

The old God's eyes were like electricity, and he immediately saw that more than half of the credit belonged to this daguandao.

He Yiming was cold in his heart, but he didn't move his face, but said respectfully, "this big Guan Dao is owned by my Hengshan Arsenal and refined by my predecessors."

The old man nodded slightly, and he Yiming certainly could not deceive him about this matter. But he just couldn't remember which of Hengshan's predecessors was good at refining weapons, and was able to refine such a terrible weapon.

Unexpectedly, with the power of the weapon itself, he can resist the full impact of hundreds of knives.

He Yiming glanced at the old man and suddenly said, "elder, did the Jin campaign catch up with you?"

The old man snorted and said, "it's just a boy who hasn't gathered yet. What can he do to catch up with me?" At this point, his face suddenly blushed, and he Yiming's knife cut him back. I'm afraid he will become a laughing stock.

He waved his big hand and said, "the golden battle is estimated to have gone back, and you don't want to stay here."

He Yiming responded respectfully, bowed deeply to him, and left with a big knife flying towards the main peak.

Although the old man was afraid of he Yiming asking his name, he Yiming was also afraid of the old man. If he always asked for a big knife, even if it was him, he would not know what to do.

He Yiming's speed is extremely fast, and soon he Yiming has completely disappeared into the jungle.

The old man shook his head slightly. He recalled the moment of fighting just now, but his heart was more and more surprised.

He Yiming's technique of using the dagger has never been seen before, especially the skill of blade circulation, which even he can hide from the drum. If it weren't for his sensitivity as a venerable person, I'm afraid he would really suffer a little this time.

If he is injured by a knife, even if he cuts his finger, his reputation in life will be lost.

His eyebrows slowly frowned, and he just couldn't guess how he Yiming could hide his spiritual sense to do this.

The strange wind came from behind him, and the old man didn't return: "he Zun, why are you back?"

It was He Min who came, and he said in surprise: "Xu Zun, I feel the gold gas surging here. Is it the Jin battle that came here to fight with he Yiming?"

Xu zunzhe shook his head slightly and said, "the battle of Jin didn't come. He Yiming was practicing martial arts alone just now."

"He Yiming?" He Min looked unbelievable and said, "he exerted the powerful golden power?"

"Yes, I was also surprised." Xu zunzhe said sincerely.

He Zun was silent for a while, and finally sighed and said, "Xu Zun, he Yiming can cause such a surging aura of gold, so the time he spent condensing gold will not be too long."

Xu Zun nodded slightly, and the two of them looked at each other, and an idea suddenly surged up in their hearts.

Such a young strong man, and such a talent, is it possible that the Shinto that has disappeared in the world for thousands of years, will someone finally be able to break it