Chapter 18 Jiligulu

The whistling north wind was like a wild horse that broke free from reins, roaring and rushing.

In this forest, several innate strong men faced each other with solemn expressions, and their hearts were like the fierce north wind, without a trace of warmth.

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

Around him, even the air was faintly waving under the huge and terrifying Daguan Knife, as if it was burning down by the ground fire, rising swayingly.

Although he is not old, he has a lot of combat experience and has had experience in fighting against several innate powerful men, including first-line strong men like Yu Jinglei.

However, every time he fights, he encounters a single enemy, and at this moment, there are three innate strong men standing in front of him.

After subconsciously slashing this knife, even he himself wondered whether he had taken the courage of Xiong Xin and Leopard, and he actually planned to fight for three in one or three?

These three are not the acquired masters of the ten-level internal strength among the horse thief, but real innate powerhouses.

However, this idea was just a circle in his mind, and he immediately put it aside, and he concentrated all his energy and tried his best, and never dared to hide it at all.

If you plan to hide something when facing the three innate powerful people, then you are purely seeking death.

Feeling the powerful aura and power from He Yiming, these three men in black with high noses and deep eyes also had a solemn look on their faces.

In their sense, He Yiming's body had completely integrated with the surrounding environment. Especially within a four-meter radius in the center, it seemed to have become another world, a world full of crisis for them.

At least half of their eyes fell on the Daguan Sword, and once they came into contact with this terrifying weapon with a severe coldness, they felt a trembling heart.

This sword is powerful, and this is the consensus among all of them.

A gentle cough came from behind He Yiming: "Thank you for your kindness to save me. Yu Xichen in the downhill of Hengshan is very grateful. But these three people's martial arts are strange and extremely weird. Brother Tai must be careful."

He Yiming was as motionless as a mountain, as if he had not heard this, but everyone understood that he just didn't dare to be distracted at all.

After hearing this, the three men in black couldn't help but look at each other, and their eyes lit up slightly.

The man holding the soft sword suddenly spoke, "Your Excellency, this is a grudge between us and him. Since you have never known him, why should you intervene in it?"

Although what this person said was the most popular language among the northwest countries, he spoke with a stern look, as if he was reading the script, which made people feel a very strange feeling.

He Yiming's heart moved. Just as this person was talking, the momentum of the three of them suddenly became weaker. If it was still tense and about to break out just now, then there seemed to be room for relief at this moment.

He immediately understood that these three people had no intention of fighting with him.

In fact, after many enlightenment, He Yiming is no longer the boy who has just stepped into his innate position. At this moment, the 360 ​​acupoints in his body are already infinitely close to fullness and overflowing. Even if it is far from thunder, it is just a line of difference.

When he held the Daguan Sword, his aura was so strong that it had reached a terrifying level.

Even if he is the first person below the top tier, it is no exaggeration.

The three of them were shocked by his sword, and they sensed the momentum like a huge wave, so they shrank.

If we met He Yiming, who had just advanced to the innate world more than a year ago, then how could the three of them be so easy to talk to.

However, since he sensed their thoughts, He Yiming immediately raised his head and his chest, his aura became more and more vigorous, and said, "I don't know the grudges between you, but since I have been fighting here and I have encountered it, I certainly can't stand by." He snorted coldly and said, "What's the ability to fight with more and less."

The three men in black looked at each other, and never expected to meet such a knight-like figure here.

If an ordinary knight had been ahead, the three of them would have rushed forward, and they would not even recognize his parents. However, the power of the terrifying weapon in this person's hand made the three of them very afraid of it. If they could not fight, the three of them would definitely not be willing to fight against He Yiming.

After a look at each other, the person in the leader was about to speak, his face suddenly changed. The three of them looked at the place where He Yiming had just appeared.

A figure suddenly rushed out, and the person's face was as young as He Yiming. After he appeared, he immediately jumped and came to Yu Xichen's side. When his wrist turned around, he had already added a porcelain bottle. He took action like lightning, opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a white pill as thick as a thumb, and sent it to Yu Xichen's mouth.

Yu Xichen couldn't help but be overjoyed. He would die today, but unexpectedly, at the last moment, not only did he come out with an incredible young man holding a Daguan knife, but then Yao Taoist came again.

After swallowing the pills in the hand of Yaodaoist, he had a great sense of peace and knew that his old fortune had been saved this time.

After seeing Yao Dao Ren's actions, the three men in black were stunned, and then their faces became extremely ugly.

The leader shouted sternly: "Are you from the same group?"

He Yiming smiled and said loudly: "Idiots, of course we are in the same group."

Before Yao Dao Ren arrived, he tried every means to delay time, but when Yao Dao Ren joined, he no longer had any scruples.

The three of them were so angry that they were smoking from their seven orifices. If they had known this, even if they were afraid in their hearts, they would have tried their best.

However, at this moment, when the eyes of the three of them fell on He Yihai's Daguan Sword and the Yao Taoist who followed him, a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes.

Yu Xichen took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Elder Medicine, you can't let them go. My innate inner elixir was stolen by them."

He Yiming's eyes changed, his wrist trembled slightly, and the Daguan Knife suddenly rang.

The sound was like countless firecrackers bursting in an instant, and it was like countless fried beans crackling in the pot, making people feel restless.

The three of them felt a stern in their hearts, and then they saw a flash of light on the Daguan Sword, and they were already slashing with great momentum. The three of them had tasted the strong taste of the Daguan Sword, but they dared not be negligent. They were all focused and gathered all their true energy, hoping to welcome this powerful and powerful knife.

However, when they raised their weapons high, they did not hear the imagined roar like a thunderbolt in the sky. Their powerful weapons all pierced into the empty space. The empty, as if they were cotton, made their hearts and bodies feel extremely uncomfortable in an instant.

They knew something was wrong, and then they saw a cloud and fog.

He Yiming's Daguan Sword slashed out again, but after the knife mixed with infinite fierce momentum was slashed halfway, it immediately became soft and had no more power.

The invincible golden power suddenly became the wind, rain, clouds and mist that seemed to be all-encompassing, but light and flexible, and long-lasting.

It was this incredible small change that immediately gave He Yiming the initiative.

First, first step by step...

Although the power of wind, rain, clouds and mist transformed by the Daguan Sword cannot trap Yu Jinglei, it has unparalleled power when facing opponents of the same level. For a moment, the three of them were trapped in the sword light that looked like clouds and mist, and could only barely protect themselves.

Yu Xichen, who fell to the ground, looked at the scene with a stammering look. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock, and he murmured: "How did he do it when it turns to the softest?"

Yao Dao Ren's lips trembled twice, and there was the same shock in his eyes. After a moment, he honestly said: "I don't know..."

In fact, the transformation of the hardness and softness of true qi is not a difficult task for innate masters, it is almost as normal as eating and drinking water. However, He Yiming's situation just now was completely different.

At the beginning of his Daguan Sword, the thirty-six-style starting style of the mountain fully demonstrated the sharp edge of the gold system. However, on the way, the sword suddenly turned into a most yin and soft power, with wind, rain, clouds, mist and mist, and there was no longer a little masculinity.

This kind of sudden change from one extreme to another should not actually happen in martial arts.

Although some people practice two different, even opposite techniques at the same time.

However, when they face the enemy, they can only use one kind of exercises, or melt two different attributes into one with special means.

The moment of attacking like this, the gold-type power was obviously extremely strong, but suddenly turned into a water-type flexible power on the way.

This sudden change with all your strength may not be able to afford even the body of a strong person in the innate realm. Especially the more than 300 acupoints in the body, one kind of true energy has just been used, and it suddenly transformed into another opposite true energy. This is definitely a means of hurting one thousand people and self-harm for eight hundred times.

However, after using such a method, He Yiming not only did not vomit blood and retreat, but instead became a vibrant person, jumping up and down to circle the three men in black in the sword light at the same time. The strange change made Yu Xichen and Yao Taoist feel deeply shocked when they were puzzled.

Yu Xichen glanced a few times and immediately knew that even if He Yiming could not win, there would be no danger. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Elder Yao, who is this person? Is it the innate elder of other sects who came to visit our Hengshan?"

Yao Taoist looked at the battle group without blinking, and said without looking back: "No, this person is the elder who is newly joined by our Hengshan Mountain."

"He is the elder of this sect?" Yu Xichen said in surprise.

"That's right." Yao Taoist said proudly.

He Yiming is He Wude's grandson, but He Wude is his apprentice. No matter from which perspective, the stronger He Yiming is, the more glorious his face will naturally be.

When he just fought with these three people, He Yiming was still a little nervous. However, when his Daguan Sword was completely used, his concerns completely disappeared.

In his eyes, his spirit was full of energy, and his whole mind was immersed in this great sword. He had already done it without realizing it.

At this moment, the Daguan Knife became a part of his body like his extended arm, exerting the power of wind, rain, clouds and mist to the extreme.

Although the three were also innate strong men, one of the leaders, and the high-level Baisantian who was only slightly inferior to him, once he fell into his cloud sword technique, he was suddenly as if he was trapped in the quagmire and could no longer extricate himself.

Just as He Yiming was getting stronger and stronger, he suddenly heard a powerful voice coming from the heavy sword light: "Ji Li Gulu..."

This is a strange language. Although He Yiming could not distinguish it, he knew that this language did not belong to the northwest countries and Dashen.

When the sound rang out, the three people trapped in the sword light suddenly burst out as if they had eaten tiger whip and bear galls.

The weapons in their hands were dancing wildly, and the seemingly disorganized dance was along a mysterious trajectory, and instantly rushed away the clouds and fog that surrounded them.

He Yiming felt cold in his heart. Before he could change his moves, the Daguan sword in his hand met with their broad sword and soft sword.

A surging, almost incredible force was uploaded from the Daguan Sword, and He Yiming's face changed drastically again. Their power far exceeded the limit of the last time. At this moment, it seemed that each of their power had more than doubled out of thin air, and almost everyone had a powerful force that could fight against the Daguan Sword.

He Yiming's wrist trembled, and his palms were circled into a circle in an instant, allowing the Daguan knife to spin and dance inside, digesting the shock caused by fighting with the three of them into a square inch.

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

The three of them did not pursue them. They were gasping for a long time, as if the attack just now had consumed a lot of their power. However, a trace of blood appeared in their eyes at the same time. This color was so weird that it was creepy, as if there was a chill rushing up the spine.

Yao Dao Ren and Yu Xichen's faces also changed drastically, and their eyes immediately became sharp.

After all, Yu Xichen is a congenital strongman. Although he suffered heavy internal injuries, he took the medicine from the Taoist. In addition, as a congenital strongman, he was able to continuously absorb the power of heaven and earth. Although he was not healed at this moment, he also had the power of a fight in a short period of time.

His hands tightened, and the steel sword shook a burst of sword flowers.

Yao Taoist took his unique weapon quietly. This was the first time He Yiming saw his old weapon. However, at first sight, even in such a harsh environment, He Yiming still blinked twice, a little doubting whether he had read it wrong.

In Yao Dao Ren's hand, he actually held a bamboo basket.

That's right, it's the bamboo basket he usually doesn't look ordinary on his waist.

He Yiming always thought that this bamboo basket was just a tool used by the Yao Taoist to collect medicine when collecting herbs. But at this moment, when he saw the Yao Taoist holding the bamboo basket in his hand, the powerful momentum emitted in that moment, he realized that this thing was his unique weapon.

The three men in black shouted loudly, and they suddenly jumped hard.

He Yiming's eyes were slightly condensed. He suddenly realized that the bodies of these three people were not expanding in front of him, but were constantly shrinking.
To be continued...