Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 12: Heavenly Sword, General Sword

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The soul power is like a sword, piercing the ground before him. []

The red fish in the lake is still calm and peaceful, but the world in front of He Baihe suddenly changes, and the sword is brilliant.

The transparent sword light and sword aura suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

It's just the moment when these sword lights and sword air appeared, the sage master of the Xianyi Academy who was carrying the white jade sword was suddenly pale, and with a trembling, the white jade-like flying sword was already out of its sheath, condensing his powerful The spirit power and the vitality of the heaven and the earth whizzed around the body rapidly, and as the light and shadow flowed, they kept colliding with the countless invisible lines that suddenly rose up between the surrounding heaven and the earth.

The extremely bright flying sword, in this collision, the white jade on the sword faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the people in Xianyi College, including this saint master, are backing away in shock.

In just a fraction of the time, this mountain forest in front of Bitan has formed an astonishing sword formation.

Some stone dust fell from the stones between the grass and flowers, revealing the scars of the sword that were not exposed at all.

On some branches and petals, there are also sword marks that have disappeared but can be sensed at this moment.

The powerful sword intent and sword aura diffuse and condense from the trees, flowers, and rocks in this entire mountain forest, forming countless invisible lines between the sky and the earth, just like countless people slashing with invisible sword light.

All these sword lights and sword intents are concentrated on Ni Henian, forming He Baihe's sword, the strongest sword of Xianyi Academy.

But even some scattered sword light is enough to cause fatal damage to the practitioners of the Xianyi Academy in the periphery. It is just that the saint master is guarding the sword at the expense of a large amount of soul power. At this moment, those The practitioners of Senyi College who were affected were not injured.

None of these people in Xianyi Academy have seen He Baihe refining swords, but at this moment, these sword marks appearing from the countless flowers, trees, and mountains, let them understand that He Baihe is in this mountain forest. In the middle, I don't know how many times Zeng has swung both Qi and Shen, and the swords he swung, and the strength of the vitality when the sword marks were left, have also caused some subtle changes in these mountains, rocks, trees and flowers.

These countless invisible marks of his sword have been turned into runes under his sword.

This is the most powerful sword of heaven and man in Xianyi Academy!

He has gathered his strongest power at the moment, and some of the remaining power of the countless swords previously cut out here, into a sword, and stab Ni Henian!

A small withered metal sword, with a rune like a dead leaf butterfly, appeared on the side of the mysterious practitioner behind Ni Henian. This practitioner could not or could not intervene to attack Ni Henian’s Sword, his flying sword just blocked a dozen or so flying transparent sword auras, and at the same time retreated calmly.

Ni Henian's eyes were suddenly cold.

The spirit power in his body had surging out of his body before a fraction of a breath, but the strength of the strongest sword in Xianyi Academy completely exceeded his estimation.

This sword is full of the meaning of fragmentation and complete decomposition. The spirit power that he poured out of his body has not had time to condense into a more powerful force, just like being cut and cut by countless transparent runes, losing his own contact.

At this moment, he stopped exporting soul power, condensing all the soul power in his body under his skin, and his whole person completely turned into a topaz, the heaviest one in the world. The heavy hammer hit the ground fiercely.

In the very short time when there was no time to perceive and react under the Saint Master Rank, the ground under his feet, centered on him, rolled and rolled like waves.

The majestic soul power, at the moment of the knock, regardless of the split, it desperately gushes out from his feet.

The ground is cracked, the mud turns, the stones are broken, the flowers are scattered into mud, and the trees are broken into pieces.

This mountain forest, all of them are shattering, and the sword marks are shattering.

Blood dripped from He Baihe's nostrils.

At this moment, he and this piece of heaven and earth are just a sword...This sword has already disintegrated under Ni Henian's sheer force to break the situation, and he will naturally suffer severe damage.

However, the split sword is still a sword.

At this moment, his face is still calm.

In the perception of these saint masters like him and Ni Henian, the broken swords were slashed on Ni Henian's body piece by piece.

Ni Henian's extremely luxurious robes began to glow, and countless golden lights emerged between the fine metal threads, forming a line of charms.

These runes are as dim as rust in the time when no practitioner can act, as if they have never been lit.

Countless invisible forces cut these runes, and there were countless cracks in this extremely precious metal robe of Ni Henian. The yellow light inside surged, and drops of blood leaked from these metal cracks.

……

The sword light disappears.

The forest is destroyed.

He Baihe coughed lightly and wiped the blood from his nostrils.

There are many very thin and long slits in Ni Henian's robe, and some blood is flowing.

All the practitioners of Xianyi Academy have white faces and their bodies can't help shaking.

"Use sword marks to construct an array, win with intention."

Ni Henian was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "This sword of Xianyi Academy is really enough to make those who see it an honor."

"It's a pity, I walked in front of you." After a slight pause, he looked at He Baihe and said this again.

He Baihe understands that Ni Henian understands the meaning of this sentence better than anyone else. Ni Henian became a practitioner and became a saint by many years earlier than him, so today rì is encountering his sword, his most powerful means When he couldn't perform well, he still entered the realm with a cultivation base beyond him, breaking his sword.

To a certain extent, this is also the greatest compliment the older people give to the younger practitioners.

He Baihe smiled with satisfaction, waiting to speak.

At this moment, a sword light flew up, and a practitioner from Xianyi Academy launched a blow towards Ni Henian in a sword throwing style. The sword light was like a shooting star and hit the heart of Ni Henian.

He Baihe's face stiffened slightly, and he sighed in his heart.

Although he is the biggest opponent of the emperor in this college, and a person who can block the will of the emperor, it does not mean that he can control all the forces that oppose the emperor in the college. At this moment, the person in the Xianyi Academy who took the shot is someone who is not affected by him.

Everyone here now sees that he and Ni Henian are losing both sides, but even if Ni Henian is hit by the sword and suffered heavy losses, he is after all the only great worship in the entire Yunqin, an invincible practitioner in Zhongzhou City. The Great Sage Master is only one step away, even if he is injured, his strength is still far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and no one can kill this time.

A soft cough sounded.

Ni Henian played a backhand.

With a ding sound, the shooting star-like sword light bounced back, and at a faster speed than before, it pierced the chest of the practitioner from Xianyi Academy, and took the practitioner upside down. .

"This sword also belongs to Yun Qin... Does this sword have any inheritance?" Ni Henian asked with his finger to kill a powerful practitioner who assassinated himself. He looked calmly at He Baihe.

He Baihe said sincerely: "Not yet."

Ni Henian said with emotion: "It's a pity that this sword has been broken since then... At your level of cultivation, you should also understand that even if you can cast such a powerful sword, you are still unlikely to defeat me. , Stop me. I really don’t understand what you mean."

He Baihe laughed inexplicably, "Of course it is of great significance. If there were no accidents, the great worship should be among all the sage masters in Yunqin, and there are only a few hopeful advanced sage masters. , And he should be the fastest person to advance to the Great Sage Master. Greatly worship your cultivation base, this world, originally only characters like Vice President Xia and Purgatory Mountain Master can win. If it is an advanced Great Sage Teacher, in this whole Yunqin, there is no person who can suppress the great worship of you for the time being, so no one can stop some of the will of the holy...Even the battle of today makes me unable to advance to the great holy master in this life. After all, you will not be able to advance to the Great Master, or at least you will not be able to break through to the Great Master in the next ten or twenty years. This price is of course worth it... This is the practitioner of the world after the Holy Spirit went crazy. The most important battle with the will of the Holy Spirit."

Ni Henian fell silent again in He Baihe's smile.

"I know that you are still a practitioner who seeks the way to a large extent. I hope that Yunqin, like Yunqin was founded ten years ago, is filled with all kinds of powerful practitioners. Amazing skills, but the younger generation, I beg you to worship you. Think about it, whether it is Zhongcheng, Nightingale, or me, they are indeed practitioners of Yunqin, but why we practitioners are with the imperial city instead? Enemy with you, instead they become stones that prevent you from breaking the mirror." He Baihe solemnly said: "The robe of the Great Enshrinement on you has been torn, why not just take it off? "

Ni Henian also laughed, smiling with infinite emotion, "Why can a practitioner be holy after he has taken his own way? Dead in front of him, and want to persuade me?"

He Baihe shook his head and sighed softly: "You can't kill me today."

"This name should be the most powerful attendant in the legendary imperial city, the shadow saint teacher Qiu Hanying." He Baihe turned his head and glanced at the mysterious cultivator wearing a mask, then He smiled and said: "But unless you want to make a big sacrifice and you want to hurt even more, he should not be able to stop me from leaving."

Ni Henian's brows furrowed deeply.

The mysterious cultivator wearing a gray robe snorted coldly, as if he felt underestimated. The small withered yellow metal sword suspended in front of him suddenly caused a violent wind, carrying the majestic world. The vitality flew towards He Baihe.

In this unusual place like Xianyi College, more unusual things are destined to happen.

A spray of water suddenly flew up in the calm waterfall.

A sword light with a sense of tranquility slashed fiercely on the withered flying sword.

It was just a sword, and Ni Henian's brows wrinkled deeper, as if there were several knife-like wrinkles on his face, Qiu Hanying, the most mysterious attendant by the emperor's side, let out a dull hum, and the yellow sword light flew back. Before himself.

He Baihe smiled slightly, stood up from the lake, and walked straight away from the forest behind the lake.

In the peaceful mountains and forests, among the mountain roads, some practitioners from the Xianyi Academy who had not been shown before suddenly appeared, uttered a scream, and intercepted He Baihe.

He Baihe sighed slightly.

He also pointed to a sword, and the sword light reappeared.

The thin sword intent filled the mountains and forests he passed through.

Sword broken, hand broken, body broken...Those who intercepted him, a name of Xianyi Academy, were cut into pieces of flesh and blood in the screaming cry.

Sage masters like He Baihe, who possesses the strongest sword in Xianyi Academy, are like Ni Henian. Even if they are seriously injured, they cannot be killed by ordinary practitioners. What's more, on this whole mountain, in this whole Xianyi Between the academies, He Baihe didn't know how many swords he had cut out. On this mountain, there were runes he had buried in advance everywhere, leaving a trace of his sword intent everywhere.

Only strong men like Ni Henian and Qiu Hanying can prevent He Baihe, who has completed their mission here, from leaving. However, Ni Henian and Qiu Hanying are now blocked by the sword master on the waterfall.

"General Sword...You are Donglin Yejia Ye Wangqing."

"In the past, your cultivation base retired, and even the holy master rank might not be reached for life. I can't imagine that the killing intent in the sword is running like a thousand horses. This cultivation base has already been close to the old General Ye. "

Ni Henian raised his head and looked at the figure of the sword master in the moon white sè robe on the waterfall, "It’s just that the saint has always been respectful of you Ye Family, and even your Ye Family’s children are hereditary like princes, always sitting Enjoy the glory and comfort. Why do you want to do such a thing?"

"The family is small but the country is big. I used to be trapped in love and discarded the general sword. Today, I can regain the general sword. How can I lose the world because of the wealth of my family and the life and death of my individual?" Ye Wangqing, the first sword master of the Eastern Forest in the white long shirt, still seemed to have a pitiful faint sadness between his eyebrows, but his eyes were bright and firm that could no longer be said.

"If all the provinces of Donglin are lost, can I have a peaceful tile house in Yejiaan?"

Hearing Ye Wangqing's voice, Ni Henian didn't say much, but waved his hand to signal Ye Wangqing to go away.

At this moment, in Ni Henian’s mind, he couldn’t help but think of Yunqin’s ten years ago. When he walked in the streets of Zhongzhou City and watched the sèsè cultivator’s decision, it seemed that no matter what he changed. In this age, even though some academies have merged now, most of the practitioners are from the academy and a hundred flowers are missing, but now it seems that this world of practitioners always has a variety of practitioners who insist on their beliefs. , The world of this practitioner is still jīng color.

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