Chapter 47: The Terrifying Tree Knife

Looking at the ice sword that emits a strong cold air, He Yiming was slightly stunned.

When he was just promoted to Baisantian, he also tried to use his own true energy to condense weapons outside his body. But in the end, it proved that doing so was just a gimmick. The weapon simply condensed from true energy looked majestic, but in fact it was fragile.

Not to mention that it is compared with the Daguan Sword, even compared with ordinary swords, it may not be able to win.

So he put aside this idea from now on and never missed it again.

But at this moment, after seeing the ice sword in Zhuo Wanlian's hand, his heart moved again.

When the realm of Baisantian, the true qi disperses but does not condense, so the condensed true qi sword is naturally a fragile product. However, when he was promoted to the first-line heaven, the acupoints in his body were already integrated and the true qi was condensed into a stream. So can we really use the true qi sword?

Even if the pure true qi is not good, then with the help of Zhuo Wanlian's method, what effect will it have to condense the true qi on the other items?

A series of thoughts formed in his mind instantly, causing a rare blush to surge on his face.

Zhan Tianfeng's heart became increasingly sank. He knew that this was a special manifestation of a practitioner after he had some understanding of martial arts.

After just breaking through, this young first-line strong man seemed to have realized something again.

Inexplicably, a decision was finally made in his heart. Such a terrible young man, and he was also the protector of the Tianluo Kingdom. Such a person must not be left behind.

As the saying goes, how can you let others sleep soundly when you lie beside the bed?

If He Yiming grows up again and reaches a point where he can't control himself, will the Tianluo Kingdom replace Kairong Kingdom?

Hundreds of years ago, the Lord of Kairong Kingdom forced the Lord of the previous powerful country to give way, and it must not happen.

He Yiming shivered for no reason, but no matter how smart he is, he can never guess the vicious thoughts hidden by Zhan Tianfeng's smiling face.

He thought that this chill was triggered by the ice sword in Zhuo Wanlian's hand, and he couldn't help but feel more and more afraid in his heart.

Zhuo Wanlian stabbed out with a sword, and the sword was extremely sharp. Although the ice sword in his hand was held, if you only listen to the sound of breaking the wind, it would be no different from a real sword.

Seeing that the sword instantly crossed the distance between them and stabbed in front of him, He Yiming subconsciously extended his hands.

His hands formed a magical handprint, and the muscle in the middle of his hands beat slightly. Although the sound of the agitation of the film was subtle, it was no different from the sound of the big drum in the ears of the two extremely powerful men Zhan Tianfeng and Zhuo Wanlian.

Sure enough, with the sound of drums, several red needle-shaped true energy shot out from between He Yiming's hands, drawing a strange angle in the air and stabbed Zhuo Wanlian's body.

Zhuo Wanlian snorted coldly, waved the ice sword in his hand, and a suction force was generated in vain. The needle-shaped true qi suddenly lost its target and flew towards the ice sword.

Under He Yiming's incredible gaze, these needle-shaped true qi dissipated on their own as soon as they touched the ice sword.

This was the first time He Yiming had returned without success after using the hidden needle seal. He vaguely sensed that if he wanted to deal with the first-line strong man, he had to have a greater and more powerful move.

Zhuo Wanlian's Bing Sword shook and continued to come forward. He Yiming raised his handprints, and a metallic luster flashed across his skin, and he went up to him.

"Bang..."

A slight collision suddenly sounded, and He Yi screamed and jumped out like a flying one.

The strength of the opponent's ice sword was far beyond his imagination. It seemed that with these wines, the ice sword in Zhuo Wanlian's hand really became a peerless weapon, leaving a long scar on He Yiming's hand.

Not only that, the powerful cold-type power coming from the ice sword almost froze him into a popsicle.

However, as soon as the frozen gas entered his body, it was immediately completely absorbed by magical power surged from his dantian. So when he was in mid-air, his body had returned to normal, but the layer of white frost covering the surface was still a little afraid of people.

In an instant, He Yiming understood the terror of this ice sword. This was definitely not something he could withstand with bare hands.

He subconsciously touched his back, and He Yiming complained secretly. When he came here today, he was so angry that he was dizzy. He placed the Daguan knife in the embassy area and did not carry it with him.

His eyes turned and he suddenly saw the dense forest not far away in the air. He felt aroused his heart and was overjoyed.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, He Yiming immediately jumped up again and pounced over like a ferocious spirit.

Zhuo Wanlian made a contribution with one sword, and was proud of his cold air. His cold air was extremely powerful. Since he had attacked He Yiming's body, even if the other party was a strong man in the sky, he would probably not feel good.

But before he could continue to attack, he saw He Yiming rushing back like a mad tiger, and his eyes turned green, completely in a state of fighting for both sides. He was shocked and changed his mind immediately, counterattacking as defense, with his feet open and his eight characters, waiting intently.

At the same time, after seeing He Yiming's lightning-fast body movement, which seemed to be not affected by the freezing air at all, he realized that no wonder his junior brother once said that although this person did not practice ice-based skills, he was not afraid of ice-based skills at all.

However, how He Yiming did this made him puzzled.

He Yiming rushed over like lightning. He could even see Zhuo Wanlian's eyes that had become extremely solemn, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if the mysterious feeling suddenly appeared from a certain place at any time.

But at this moment, a smug smile appeared on He Yiming's face.

Zhuo Wanlian was slightly stunned, and then saw He Yiming's figure regressing instead of advancing. He did not attack, but jumped far away toward the rear.

He was stunned and suddenly felt amused. This little guy's mastery of momentum had reached a level of superb level. Even if he pounced, he couldn't help but be fooled.

However, what was He Yiming's intention to retreat like this? It made him unable to understand.

However, in the next moment, he understood.

He Yiming jumped into a forest like a flying place, where there were countless tall trees, the highest even reaching seven or eight meters high.

When he came to a big tree, he suddenly shouted loudly and punched out with a punch. The powerful fist power surged out like a sea of ​​rushing out, and immediately broke one of the big trees about four meters high.

The power of this punch is naturally shocking in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the strong men in the first tide of the sky, it is nothing more than that. Zhan Tianfeng and others didn't understand what He Yiming was doing.

However, He Yiming's next move shocked them at the same time.

He raised his toes and had already lifted such a huge tree. Then he held the tree in his arms with both hands.

A strong innate wood-type true energy surged from He Yiming's body. However, in just a few breaths, the whole tree seemed to be filled with the powerful life energy of the wood-type. He Yiming, who was holding this big tree, gave them an extremely strange feeling.

It seems that He Yiming and the entire tree have merged into one, just like the ice sword in Zhuo Wanlian's hand, it has become an inseparable whole.

A flash of light in his eyes, He Yiming rushed towards Zhuo Wanlian again. This time, his pace was stable and his speed gradually accelerated. When he arrived in front of Zhuo Wanlian, he raised the big tree in his hand high and slashed it down like a machete.

For a moment, Zhan Tianfeng and Zhuo Wanlian had a moment of dullness in their eyes.

They are all knowledgeable people and have dealt with countless innate powerful people in their lives. However, those who use this kind of thing as weapons have never heard of it even if they have heard of it.

However, they did not know that the weapon He Yiming used was originally a Daguan sword that was nearly four meters long.

Although the trees used at this moment are a little too thick, their length is similar to those of Daguan Knife. The difference between the two is not very big, and He Yiming's use is quite easy.

Zhuo Wanlian was just a little stunned and instantly recovered from his normal heart.

He poked out with a sword, drew a strange circle, and gently tapped on the big tree, and immediately avoided it.

However, he suddenly discovered that the other party's big tree was actually filled with powerful wood-type power, just like the ice sword in his hand was filled with cold-type power.

Not only was the big tree as hard as iron stone, but the trace of life's power rushing forward through the ice sword, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

This discovery almost shocked Zhuo Wanlian.

He was able to condense his true energy into such a long ice sword, and to reach the level of being hard that is not inferior to the magic weapon. That was achieved after ten years of cultivation after being promoted to the first-line sky.

He Yiming had just been promoted successfully and was able to easily attach the wood-type true energy to the big tree, and it was such a huge tree.

Such a huge size, even if it is him, it is out of reach.

At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind. Even the master and the old man might not be able to condense such a huge ice sword...

He really couldn't understand how he could do this with the strength of He Yiming just promoted to Yixiantian. Could it be that his true energy could resonate with all things in the world without even a little hindrance?

Of course, this idea was just random guesses, and he didn't believe it if he killed him. Such a powerful man would appear in the world.

If there is really such a person, then do you have to live other people?

He Yiming hugged the big tree and waved it lightly. In his hand, the giant tree seemed to have come alive. Not only did the tree pole sweep across and down, it contained unparalleled powerful power, but even the branches and leaves on the trunk were floating and calm, like countless whips, leaving their traces in the void.

Zhan Tianfeng, who was watching, was stunned. He secretly exchanged himself with Zhuo Wanlian, but he found sadly that even if he took action, he might not be able to defeat He Yiming.

The power of the weapons in this guy's hand is speechless...

Zhuo Wanlian became more and more depressed the more he fought. No matter how fast his body movement was, no matter how mysterious and unparalleled his ice sword was, even if his sword technique was virtual and real, he even went around himself, and couldn't figure out which one was real and which one was virtual. But as long as the opponent gently shifted the big tree to an angle, the sword technique he had tried his best would be useless.

This big tree is so big that it is so big that he can't do anything about it.

Suddenly, a blush surged across his face.

What he practiced was originally an ice-based martial art, and he had already practiced to the peak level. However, at this moment, because the true energy in his body was completely stimulated, an abnormal color appeared on his face.

Then, he suddenly shouted lightly, raised the ice sword in his hand, and cut towards the big tree in front of him.

His sword was extremely sharp, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as a bamboo shoot.

In an instant, the part that was in contact with the ice sword suddenly cracked. Even the giant tree with the blessing of He Yiming's innate dead wood skills could not bear Zhuo Wanlian's desperate attack.

However, just a moment later, the smile that had just appeared on Zhuo Wanlian's face frozen again.

His sword had already condensed all the true energy in his body, and it was indeed unstoppable. However, he still ignored one thing, and this big tree was still too big.

Moreover, the wood power infused by He Yiming was really profound and profound, which made him feel helpless.

Although his ice sword broke the big tree more than a meter away in an instant, it only reached one-quarter of the entire big tree.

At this point, his true energy was almost dry, and his continued advancement was as slow as a snail. This ice sword was already wrapped in layers of wood power. Not to mention entering, even if he wanted to exit safely, it seemed to be an unattainable thing.

He instantly understood that if he continued to be strong, he would not be able to break through the big tree and hurt He Yiming, but he was afraid that when his true energy completely dried up, he would be the moment he died on the spot.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he retreated like a flying figure.

As for the ice sword in his hand, it was already deeply trapped in the big tree and could never be taken out again.

Without Zhuo Wanlian's true energy support, this ice sword dissolved instantly under the impact of the "birth" power of the big tree, and turned into a pool of wine again, evaporated into the air.

He Yiming looked at the fork in front of the tree with lingering fear, which had been broken by one quarter of the tree. He was secretly shocked, knowing that he was still a little worse than Zhuo Wanlian after all.
To be continued...