Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 155 Soul Sword Kills the Enemy
Green and black as usual, silver and white with traces.

Qingping sword, as usual, is not very sharp, but its hardness is really rare, even when it comes across Mo Wen's blood knife, it is not damaged at all.

But the Qingquan sword, this top-grade magic weapon obtained from the holy land of Wanxinghai, has a silver-white sword body that is much finer than a hair, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

Han Yi's face was awe-inspiring.

Strong, the opponent is very strong, and that knife is terrifyingly strong.

And a hundred meters away, Mo Wen was wearing a blood-colored robe, hunting, with a blood knife hanging in front of him. He gently stroked the blood sword. This time, he was no longer surprised, but rather puzzled.

This doubt even made him frown for the first time.

On the blood knife, the power has dissipated by three points, which is really unusual.

"Your two swords are weird."

His blood knife is not an ordinary blood knife. It is only a thin line away from the magic weapon. The opponent has just been promoted to the foundation stage. Mo Wen absolutely does not believe that the top-grade magic weapon in the opponent's hand is the same as his own blood knife.

And being able to weaken the power of his own sword with an ordinary sword was completely beyond his expectations, so Mo Wen concluded that the opponent's sword was weird.

"It's okay, if I kill you, the sword will naturally be mine. If there is something weird, I will know it naturally."

With a slight shake, Mo Wen disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was only 30 meters away from Han Yi.

Han Yi, who was 30 meters away, did not retreat but advanced at this moment. Apart from two swords, a set of daggers emerged beside him.

Jiuli Dagger.

Nine daggers, divided into nine, under the blessing of spiritual consciousness, like an arrow leaving the string, the power of destruction emanates from the daggers.

at this moment.

Without hesitation, Han Yi detonated the nine daggers thrown out.

One handle after another.

Then, the Qingquan sword and Qingping sword turned into two sword lights that shattered spiritual energy again, one left and one right, and rushed towards Mo Wen.

Simultaneously.

A touch of blood, taking advantage of the berserk dagger self-explosion, silently fell to the ground, walking close to the ground.

The third top grade sword weapon was obtained from Xue He's blood sword.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick."

It was almost a fatal move against the elderly monk, but against Mo Wen, it only caused him a little more trouble.

With a sweep of his blood knife, he swept away the self-destructing dagger. Even if there were some fragments of the dagger splashed on his body, they were blocked by the top-grade magic robe on his body, unable to cause any damage to him at all.

Mo Wen was obviously irritated, and he became completely serious, shouting loudly:
"die."

The blood knife wiped out the violent spiritual energy, and then flew into the air. Then, the blood knife shook wildly, turning into a river of blood. When the blood knife slashed down, the blood river blasted down.

Secret Art · Blood Sea.

The sea of ​​blood at this moment is not illusory, it is already real within sight, this is the opponent using mana to stimulate the killing intent contained in the blood knife, forming a sea of ​​blood with killing intent.

If it is an ordinary qi training period, just look at the sea of ​​blood, you will definitely be shocked, the demons will be born, the mind will be taken away, and you will be frozen in place, and you can only be slaughtered.

Even if it is a monk in the foundation establishment period, if he is in the early foundation establishment period and his spirit power is not enough, he will be affected by the sea of ​​blood, and he can exert at most seven points of his strength.

But Han Yi is different. Although he has not been killed at the soul level, he has condensed the first heaven of the Nine-fold Soul Tower, and after the Nine-fold Soul Tower is directly integrated with the soul, Han Yi's strength of the soul is no longer an ordinary foundation. Can shake.

He just glanced at the sea of ​​blood, and in the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, a phantom of the sea of ​​blood appeared, but as soon as this phantom appeared, the soul sitting cross-legged in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness raised his eyes and glanced at the phantom , the phantom is directly annihilated and dissipated.

In reality, Han Yi was not affected at all. The two swords came out again. The Qingquan sword leaped high and rushed towards the blood knife, while the Qingping sword pierced through the void. With a flash of green and black air, it was already approaching Mo Wen's body forward.

Mo Wen was taken aback suddenly. This time, it was no longer surprise or doubt, but real surprise. There was a wave of shock in the surprise.

There are oddities.

The opponent's sword is weird, and the opponent is also weird. This secret technique of mine was accidentally obtained from the sea of ​​blood. It not only acts on reality, but more importantly, this secret technique can affect the soul.

Actually.

In Taibai County's Dragon Slaying Temple, the three swords he used to kill the wandering witch were the three swords under the sea of ​​blood of the secret method.

As soon as the real sea of ​​blood came out, no matter how strong the swordsmanship was, You Wu was shocked.

Then, he was rolled by his own long knife, and his body was cut off. Then, the soul of the wandering witch emerged from the shattered body. At this moment, his soul broke free from the erosion of the sea of ​​blood and awakened from confusion. However, for It was too late, and when the sea of ​​blood rolled, the divine soul shattered into a miserable soul, fell into the sea of ​​blood, and was wiped clean.

Then, the Nilong Sword happened to attack, and the blood knife slashed the Nilong Sword. Mo Wen was also injured under the Nilong Sword, so he didn't have time to collect the fragments of the sword and fled away.

The publicity to the outside world, Mo Wensan Dao's extermination of wandering witches, is indeed true. However, such as the secret method of the bloodless sea, it will not be easy for him to win, and there is even a possibility of losing.

At the moment of his shock.

The Qingquan sword had already hit the blood knife, and the sound of the clear spring water suddenly became louder. However, the sound was fragmented, and Han Yi's throat was sweet, and he suppressed the overwhelming viscera, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

The Qingping sword that broke through the space and approached Mo Wen, shuttled past its afterimage.

Mo Wen's face was solemn, his figure flashed again, and the Qingping sword that turned back fell into the air again, with a slight sneer on his face.

Exactly at this time.

A gleam of blood came into his eyes.

Bloody?
my knife?

wrong.

As soon as this trace of wrongness emerged from his mind, there was a deadly crisis that landed crazily, occupying the soul and consciousness for an instant.

puff.

The sound of the long sword piercing through the flesh suddenly resounded.

A blood sword shot out dozens of meters, and was stabbed obliquely on the ground, not reaching half of the sword body. On the sword body, blood stains dripped along the edge of the blood sword.

On the battlefield, Mo Wen looked down at a hole in his chest, his pupils trembled, and just as a look of horror appeared on his face, as soon as he raised his head, a blue-black light came into his eyes, like a life-threatening arrow, only hitting his face.

The spiritual sea was destroyed, and at the moment of horror, the body's mana was suddenly in chaos. Under the light of the sword, even if he wanted to move, he seemed powerless.

Peng.

The Qingping sword pierced through his head directly, and the head exploded directly.

A blood shadow fell from high in the sky and stuck in front of him. It was the blood knife after colliding with Qingquan sword.

At the same moment, Han Yi didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but became more vigilant, retreated wildly for about a hundred meters, waved lightly, and used the blood sword that was lurking just now, which took the opportunity to pierce Mowen Linghai, and shuttled repeatedly, finally The Qingping sword that pierced through his head was recalled to his body.

Lessons learned from the past, whether it is Wan Xinghai's demon cultivator or Han Yi's in-depth understanding of the foundation-building period, they have already understood that when the cultivation of immortals reaches the foundation-building period, even if the spiritual sea is broken, even if the head is moved, even if the sea of ​​consciousness is broken. die.

Because, the soul is still there.

For example, at this moment, Mo Wen, the soul can still control the blood knife, and directly pounce on the explosion. If the explosion of the blood knife is taken by surprise, it will definitely have the effect of killing both of them.

This is what Han Yi was guarding against.

as predicted.

On the body that crashed to the ground, a shadow of a soul emerged, which was a miniature version of Mo Wen. As soon as it appeared, his eyes were dazed, and then his soul flicked, as if he felt the coldness, and then he really woke up.

Shenhun looked at the corpse under his feet, and then at Han Yi who had retreated, and he already understood the cause and effect.

then.

Without hesitation, the soul rushed towards Han Yi. The two swords in front of Han Yi strangled out again, but they flashed past the phantom of the soul, which had no effect on the soul.

"Your body is mine now." Mo Wen smirked, and jumped into the sea of ​​consciousness from between Han Yi's eyebrows.

In the sea of ​​consciousness space.

Mo Wen's grinning soul suddenly stopped laughing.

He looked at Han Yi's Sea of ​​Consciousness space and was fascinated.

"This, no, why is your sea of ​​consciousness so big?"

"Even if it is a first-class Xianji, it is impossible to be so big."

"Damn it, I know, you are the reincarnation of the real king, and the space of the sea of ​​consciousness can be so large."

"However, even if the real king is reincarnated, no matter how great the sea of ​​knowledge is, what's the use of it? It's just a wedding dress for me."

Mo Wen's soul laughed wildly, and then rushed towards Han Yi who was sitting cross-legged in the Sea of ​​Consciousness space.

For him, this is a death crisis, but why not a fairy fate.

Such a huge sea of ​​consciousness space already belongs to the category of the late foundation period.

In this case, he had heard about one such situation, that is, Yuanying Zhenjun reincarnated. Once the reincarnated soul, after being promoted to the foundation building stage, broke the mystery of the womb, awakened the memory of the previous life, and immediately expanded the sea of ​​​​knowledge to It is equivalent to the size of the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and in time, it can even be raised to the level of the Golden Core Stage.

However, in this case, the strength of his spirit still corresponds to his realm, and this is his opportunity.

Mo Wen had never heard about the first-class Immortal Foundation at the level of the soul. If he had known the situation in this regard, at this moment, he would have fled as far as he could, instead of heading directly for the center of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Consciousness Sea Center.

Han Yi's soul stood up, and a sword behind the soul rose into the air. Of course, this sword was not a magic weapon, but a condensed body of the soul. Han Yi named it the sword of the soul, or soul sword for short.

The long sword was gray and white, similar to the Qi of Primal Chaos, stabbing it out soundlessly, it had already penetrated into the spirit of Mo Wen who rushed forward.

"What?" Mo Wen shuddered, screaming in horror.

Before he could react, the soul sword swept wildly, directly strangling his soul into pieces.

However, the divine soul is different from the physical body after all. The divine soul that was extinguished into fragments re-condensed, but this time, it was half smaller than the last time, only half the height of Han Yi.

Mo Wen's spirit was terrified, he let out a strange cry, turned around and fled.

However, the sea of ​​consciousness space is Han Yi's space. If he wants to escape, where can he escape.

Han Yi felt that it wasn't fast enough, and another soul sword was condensed, and rushed forward to strangle frantically.

then.

The third, fourth... It wasn't until the nine soul swords were condensed that Han Yi felt a little unsustainable.

Under the strangulation of the nine soul swords, Mo Wen's soul was already dying in just three breaths, and even in the end, it couldn't even condense into a solid body.

"Senior, let me go...I, I would like to swear...an oath to follow...you forever."

"Please..., forgive me, let me go..."

"beg……"

In the end, Mo Wen's soul was completely transformed into a group of fragments of the soul, suspended in the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, and no longer condensed.

The nine soul swords were inserted in front of the soul.

The battle of souls is just a snap of the fingers.

Outside, Mo Wen's soul rushed towards Han Yi, only to see Han Yi froze.

Gu Yu, who had retreated more than 30 meters away, had come to his senses from the shock, and before he had time to think about it, he was about to pounce on him and kill Han Yi.

In his opinion, Mo Wen's soul must have taken over Han Yi. However, if the host dies again after taking the house, the soul will be extremely weak and cannot continue to seize the house in a short time.

This is my chance.

The moment he left, Han Yi turned around.

"Senior Brother Gu, it's me, Han Yi."

The voice is still the same voice, but the soul may not be the same.

Gu Yu's figure hesitated after a slight pause. He had never encountered such a situation.

Moreover, the strength that Han Yi displayed just now made him think that this was an experienced middle-stage foundation-establishment brother, not a newcomer who had just stepped into the foundation-establishment stage.

However, the fight between Han Yi and Mo Wen was too fast, and the turning point was too abrupt, which caught him off guard and left him completely shocked.

but.

After Mo Wen's spirit rushed into Han Yi's sea of ​​knowledge, Han Yi recovered too quickly.

It is absolutely impossible to seize the house so quickly.

While Gu Yu hesitated.

However, Han Yi was not idle. He was still on the battlefield, and it was not the time to relax his vigilance.

He first put the two long swords floating in front of him, one into the storage bag, and the other back into the scabbard behind him.

Then, with a sway, he had stepped over 100 meters and landed on Mo Wen's headless corpse. He took out the storage bag on his body, and put the blood knife inserted in front of his corpse into the storage bag.

then.

He also took back the Qingquan Sword and the Golden Light Shuttle that were scattered around and were too late to take back.

There was a scratch on the edge of Jin Guangsuo. Han Yi checked it quickly and heaved a sigh of relief. The magic weapon was not damaged.

As for the Qingquan sword, on the body of the silver white sword, there is a crack from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and the crack goes straight into half of the sword body. This top-grade magic weapon is already on the verge of being scrapped.

As for the Jiuli dagger scattered around, which was used to self-destruct just now to hide the bloody long sword, Han Yi did not pick up its fragments.

Although the name of this set of magical artifacts is mysterious, it is indeed just a set of ordinary middle-grade magical artifacts. It can be regarded as playing its greatest role if it can make contributions in this battle.

Then, before Han Yi left, he habitually dropped an Explosion Talisman, which landed on Mo Wen's body.

After the Explosion Talisman was activated, Han Yi realized that this place was not the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range, nor the Ten Thousand Star Sea. Even if he killed the Blood God Sect or the Heavenly Soul Sect monks, he would not be afraid of being discovered.

The reaction just now was just my own subconscious approach. It seems that next time, I must pay attention.

And aside.

Seeing that Han Yi was so proficient in gathering magic tools, storage bags, and throwing burst talismans to destroy corpses and wipe out traces, Gu Yu had a strange expression on his face, as if he knew this junior in front of him for the first time.

However, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Han Yi's performance, whether it is the proficiency of his magic weapon or his behavior, does not show the weakness after the seizure. It seems that this magical junior is indeed not He was not taken away, but killed Mo Wen's soul.

Thinking of this, Gu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, the result was good, and it exceeded his expectations.

Entering the foundation building stage for the first time, don't ask about beheading.

If there is no evidence, who will believe this?

And Han Yi used the Burst Talisman to destroy Mo Wen's body just now, and Gu Yu vaguely knew why this junior was so low-key.

If it wasn't for Wan Xinghai, who killed the demon cultivators, it is estimated that in the foundation building period, everyone would think that he was lucky and built a foundation instead of being strong.

However, under normal circumstances, even if it is a legendary disciple, the gap between the base establishment stage and the ordinary peak Qi refining peak will not be that big.

Now it seems that Han Yi is really special.

"Brother Gu, do you still have the strength to fight?" Han Yi's questioning voice woke Gu Yu up.

He nodded, with a solemn face: "Yes, come out this time, why not be afraid of death, the only way to fight is to die."

Han Yi looked around, then raised his head, squinting towards the sky ahead.

The fight at this moment has gradually expanded. The foundation building stage monks, in the blink of an eye, passed hundreds of meters, the ground, and the sky, are all battlefields, while the golden core stage monks, their battlefields are all in midair. The fighting skills are terrifying, just like At this moment, in the sky, Yuan Huoding, the Imperial Envoy of Huo Ming, was fighting with the opponent's Jindan stage monk.

However, depending on the situation, although Yuanhuo is strong, it has a shortcoming, that is, if the opponent is prepared and deliberately avoids Yuanhuo, then this strange liquid flame will lose its greatest effect of surprise.

However, even if Yuanhuo couldn't burn the opponent's golden core stage monk, Huo Ming used Yuanhuo cauldron to force the opponent into an extremely embarrassing situation.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze towards the sky, and his serious face remained unchanged.

"Senior Brother Gu, Senior Brother An Xin is at a disadvantage, let's help."

After Han Yi finished speaking, he was about to fly into the air, but at this moment.

A cold voice sounded from the minds of the two of them.

"It's not that easy to leave."

As soon as the voice fell, Han Yi and Gu Yu turned around suddenly, and looked behind them vigilantly, only to see behind them a monk in a black robe walking from 300 meters away.

In less than an instant, it was approaching 200 meters.

Then, in the blink of an eye, they were in front of Han Yi and the two of them, within 30 meters of each other.

This rapid body shape change caused Han Yi and the two of them to change their expressions, especially Gu Yu, and a touch of horror climbed into his eyes.

"It's Yu Ming from the Heavenly Soul Sect, run away."

Although Gu Yu had the heart to fight to the death, he didn't want to die foolishly. His fight to the death was a meaningful fight, not a meaningless sacrifice.

"I want to escape, it's too late!"

Yu Ming sneered, turned his hand over, and held a palm-sized copper bell in his hand, then shook it lightly, strangely, no sound came out, but Gu Yu's horrified face did suddenly freeze.

And Han Yi beside Gu Yu also had a blank look in his eyes.

In his sea of ​​consciousness space, there was the sound of a huge copper bell, resounding through the sea of ​​consciousness, and the turmoil caused by the bell formed a wave of destruction, heading towards the destruction of the soul.

However, this fluctuation swept over Han Yi's soul, and his soul was only shaken slightly, as if sitting in a carriage, slightly bumpy, but it was not a serious problem.

The bewilderment in Han Yi's eyes dissipated, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This is a soul attack. By the way, the opponent is a monk of the Tianhun Sect. This sect is best at soul attacks. The methods are weird and hard to defend against.

If you can get close, you can surprise him and give him a sword, it must have a miraculous effect.

Thinking of this, Han Yi didn't move, his eyes pretended to be confused.

(End of this chapter)