Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 117 The girl dragging the knife (25)
Mid-grade sword weapon, Seven Star Sword.

This sword was obtained by Han Yi from a nine-level qi training practitioner in the twelve calamities outside Daofu City. At that time, the sword was blown by the thunder talisman, and the sword was not damaged by Bengfei.

Its grade is slightly inferior to the Shadowless Sword that Han Yi bought at the Kowloon store back then.

But the power of swordsmanship is also measured from two aspects. On the one hand, it is naturally the strength of the sword itself, and on the other hand, it is a combination of factors such as the cultivation base and skills of the person who controls the sword.

Since the breakthrough in Yujianshu reached its pinnacle, Han Yi has not fully used his sword to fight against others.

This time, there is a chance.

Moreover, the soul is attached to the Taixu body, and there is no danger of death, so he can give it a go.

If Han Yi is still timid after possessing the immortality, not even daring to fight, then he is still a god.

The most important point is that Tai Xu Ling can be exchanged for a spiritual object that can improve the root bone. This is what he dreams of, even if he exposes his full strength, he will not hesitate.

In the sky, three scorching suns hung high. When the scorching sun slanted to the west, the blazing light and heat became slightly weaker.

Zuo Lie stood up violently: "Here we come."

Just in time.

A sound of sword chant came from the forest a few kilometers away, soaring into the sky, and following the sound of sword chant was a white-clothed monk standing on a golden long sword.

"It's not Yang Jue, it's Qiu Ying." Zuo Lie said in a deep voice.

Han Yi also saw clearly that this sword fairy was not the one he met before, but the second sword fairy.

In Shuzhou, the sword fairy is a legend. I didn't expect to meet two people in a short period of time after stepping into the cave world. It was really an eye-opener.

"Although Qiu Ying and Yang Ju came out of Jianya together, I heard that the two of them did not fight each other. This is a good show."

Sure enough, as soon as Zuo Lie finished speaking, another sword cry erupted on the other side of the two, facing the sword cry of the first sword fairy, full of fighting spirit.

This time standing on the spirit sword was the sword fairy that Han Yi saw when he first descended.

But at this moment, the two sword celestial beings both knew that this was not the time for internal fighting, and the sword intent was just raised, and they quickly retracted it, but the figures of the two sword celestial beings were getting faster and faster, rushing towards the depths of Cang Qibu go.

the same moment.

In the forest surrounding Cang Qibu, one figure after another stepped out of the forest, each using their own methods, and flickered towards Cang Qibu.

among them.

Han Yi also saw Xie Jingshan, who was from the Spirit Zhanzong and had nine battle flags. This time, he was also in mid-air, with two battle flags on his feet, and his speed was not much slower than those two sword immortals.

In addition to him, Sun Anjing, Grand Duke of the Great An Kingdom, Fuyou of Nandou Temple, and seven or eight other unknown monks were also in the first ranks, and their speed was extremely fast.

Han Yi reckoned that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with them only by using his best light-weight skills.

"Let's go."

"The twelve legends have all arrived for Qi training, almost all the legends in the area of ​​the Black Demons have trained Qi. If this battle cannot be won, more and more legends will come, not only It is the Black Demon Clan, and even the legends of the other eleven regions of the Demon Clan will gather here."

"At that time, even the monks at the peak of Qi refining will no longer be able to get involved, and don't even try to grab a fragment of Tai Xuling."

Zuo Lie took a step forward, suddenly paused, and turned to look like Han Yi: "Fellow Daoist Han, every time the beam of light of Taixu appears, the fight to snatch Taixu order is very intense."

"Even if you can't grab it in the end, it is worthwhile to participate in it."

"Uh, as for you fellow Daoist Han, your realm is too low, so take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Lie took a step, and with a flash of his figure, he was already tens of meters away, and then flashed again, and disappeared among the many monks who used various means.

The companionship of the two ends here.

Han Yi did not follow, but looked at the monks wearing various robes, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Just now.

A call came from not far away.

"Junior Brother Han?"

Han Yi turned around and saw that it was He Fengdi from Baihu Peak.

"Brother He."

He Fengdi didn't approach, but cupped his hands towards Han Yi and rushed towards the mountain.

At this point, each depends on his own ability.

Han Yi finally moved, stepped out with one step, and the forest behind him retreated rapidly, silently, not even the sound of the wind disturbed, Han Yi had already crossed [-] meters.

In his eyes, there was only the legendary Qi training that swept to the extreme depths.

Roar! !

Just in time.

In the mountains, countless roars sounded one after another, shaking the heavens and the earth, causing landslides and landslides.

Black Demons, countless demon races, emerged from the depths of the mountains.

Humans and demons have been incompatible since ancient times.

Even if there is no Taixu order, they are still hostile to fight on weekdays.

Peng! !

A black demon with a height of four figures, with hands like futons, took a flickering figure, but a slightly missing monk, into a blood demon. The knife in the monk's hand, from the black demon's body, only had an extra one that had just been broken. The flesh scars, moreover, this scar healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The powerful demon body has explosive defense power, and its recovery power is equally astounding.

Just at this time, a silver crescent moon pressed lightly into the body of the black demon, passing through the body, the black demon split in two and fell silently.

This silver moon is just a light of a knife, and the person holding the knife is a female cultivator, and this female cultivator looks like a young girl.

What is not commensurate with the girl's figure is that she is dragging a giant knife that is bigger and taller than herself in her hand.

The giant knife is silver, and it is not heavy when pushed on the ground with one hand, but no matter what material the ground is, it can be easily cut open like tofu.

"It's troublesome, even the saint from Yujing Mountain is here."

Zuo Lie, who was rushing forward, suddenly changed his face slightly. Speaking of the sword fairy, he was only dignified, but his face did not change. But at this moment, when he saw the girl dragging the knife, his face changed. Moreover, his forward figure, Quietly deviated from the female cultivator's advancing route. Obviously, Zuo Lie was extremely afraid of her.

"The saint of Yujing Mountain?"

A voice sounded from Zuo Lie's side, almost causing the nervous Zuo Lie to swing the magic weapon, but the next moment, he recognized it was Han Yi's voice.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what's your speed?"

Before, when he followed the map from the Chimang Tribe to the location of the Cang Qi Department, Zuo Lie thought in his heart that with Han Yi's eighth level of Qi training, the speed would never be faster, and there was still plenty of time, so he slowed down. Look at Han Yi.

Unexpectedly, Han Yi's casting speed at this moment was not slower than his own.

Han Yi just happened to pass by here and heard Zuo Lie's voice, so he was puzzled, but thinking that this was not a good time to ask, he just cupped his hands, and with a shake of his figure, he has already increased his speed.

"Han Dao... what? Can it be faster?"

Zuo Lie was startled suddenly, Han Yi's sudden acceleration was already three points faster than his own full speed, even catching up with those legendary Qi training, only slower than the two sword celestial beings and the monks of the Spirit Zhanzong who were stepping on the battle flag Get ahead.

(End of this chapter)