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Chapter 142 I am a Sword Immortal
Facing this shocking sword.

Yin Jigu didn't dare to be careless at all, and he was very energetic.

With the blessing of the "Descendant of the Sword Immortal", the sword moves performed by Han Ye were already integrated with the awe-inspiring sword intent.

With the power of the Yuan Shen level, the power of the sword is different from before.

Mr. Yin waved the Shen Xin Holy Staff upwards, and a gray force of death rushed out, condensing into the virtual image of a towering ghost tree, with skulls on its branches.

"Whoa."

It was the shadow of a thousand-year-old ghost tree with a thousand-faced ghost tree, carrying a force of life, tenacity, and destruction. It caused the entire space to vibrate slightly, forming circles of ripples.

That's right.

Indeed, space is vibrating.

The power of becoming a god is so powerful that it can break the rules of heaven and earth, and naturally it can affect the stability of space to a certain extent.

The power above the gods is so powerful that it can even break space.

The reason why Mr. Yin mobilized all his strength and hit the space to cause slight fluctuations was actually to suppress Han Ye's sword intention.

Once the space is not stable enough, even the most powerful sword intention will be greatly weakened and cannot achieve the desired effect if it is used forcefully.

With a "bang", Shen Xin's holy staff collided with the condensed Gang sword.

The virtual image of the Thousand-faced Ghost Tree shattered all the sword energy. Mr. Yin and Han Ye retreated at the same time, opening a distance of several hundred meters.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Mr. Yin's mask showed no emotion or anger, and he could only judge with a surprised tone. At this time, he was very surprised: "Han Ye, I thought that being able to defeat the Blood Burial Old Demon was your upper limit. I didn't expect that you could still do it." Give me such a surprise. Although I don’t know where you refined the powerful Yuanshen, I can tell you clearly that the reason why the Transformation God is the Transformation God is not only because of the power of the Soul, but also its own strength. Crucial.”

"Whoa."

Mr. Yin grabbed the Holy Staff of Shen Xin and shook it violently. The huge ghost tree swayed, causing the space within a radius of ten miles to vibrate slightly again.

The huge shadow of the ghost tree brought with it a deafening sound of wind and thunder, and like a blue divine cloud, it pressed down and completely enveloped Han Ye.

The Holy Staff of Shen Xin is one of the top ten life weapons among the Demon Sect, and its burst of power is comparable to the ancient holy weapons.With such a powerful magic weapon controlled by a deity, the power it unleashes is enough to obliterate all living creatures within dozens of miles.

Hu Yueji glanced in the direction of Han Ye with a worried expression. The head of the Seven Evil Sect, Yin Ji Gu, was much more powerful than she had imagined.

"Han Ye, you must hold on longer. As long as I suppress the four half-step god puppets first, the balance of victory will be reversed."

Hu Yueji accelerated her attack speed and used a magical power to hit a god-turned-golem, causing it to sink into the ground. Less than half of the inscriptions on its body were damaged, making it impossible to continue fighting.

The four half-step god puppets are all made from the bones of immortals. The puppets made by using talismans and inscriptions can be used to control them.

Although they only have [-]% to [-]% of the combat power of true gods, they are quite difficult to deal with. Normal attack methods cannot destroy them at all. The immortal bones are still too hard.

Now, Hu Yueji was very anxious. If Han Ye could not withstand Mr. Yin's attack and fell first, her situation would become quite dangerous.

Facing the attack from the phantom of the Holy Staff Ghost Tree, Han Ye seemed particularly calm and observed the locations where the space shock was the slightest.

The mysterious and mysterious power he now possesses.

It is Yuanshen.

With the help of a ray of power of the soul, he can pass through the space blockade of the monks who transform into gods, and exert a power comparable to that of transforming gods.

Han Ye now has the Immortal Yuanshen on his back and feels this extraordinary power. He feels aloof like never before.

With a movement of his body, Han Ye changed his position seven times in a row, each time stepping on the weakest point in the space vibration.

When changing directions for the sixth time, Han Ye passed through the shadow of the ghost tree and appeared above Mr. Yin's head.

When changing directions for the seventh time, Han Ye passed through the mana field covered by Mr. Yin, and with a pop, a sword pierced his heart.

Mr. Yin vaguely saw the towering white-clothed Yuanshen behind Han Ye, with eyes as bright as the sun. He swung his sword and cut off the ghost tree he summoned with great power!
The bright red and strange black blood, burning with red flames, gushes out from Mr. Yin's heart.

Han Ye stared at Mr. Yin's old face at close range and whispered: "The power of the immortal soul is not something you can guess."

"You... are not... controlled..."

Mr. Yin's pupils gradually dilated, and he finally woke up. Han Ye was not controlled by Hu Yueji at all and had always been awake.

Originally, Mr. Yin had warned himself not to make the mistakes of the Demon Cult again, not to follow in the footsteps of the old Demon of Blood Burial, and never to look down upon Han Ye.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated Han Ye.

In fact, you can’t blame Mr. Yin, everyone makes such mistakes.

Even with Han Ye's current cultivation level, when facing a strong foundation-building monk or a junior Qi practitioner, although he would not despise his opponent, his mentality would still be somewhat different.

Suddenly, Han Ye noticed an extremely dangerous aura pouring out of Mr. Yin's body.

"Could it be that he wants to explode the sea of ​​qi himself?"

The hairs all over Han Ye's body stood up, and he used his arms to pull back the Gang Sword.

If Mr. Yin really detonates the sea of ​​​​qi, then the defense within a thousand miles will be completely destroyed. Not to mention a city, half of the state may be razed to the ground.

However, Mr. Yin obviously did not have the courage to explode his Qi Sea. He just sealed the blood in his heart and used all his strength to create a hand seal, knocking Han Ye back dozens of feet.

Then, Mr. Yin flew out upside down, used a secret escape technique, flew away at ten times the speed, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Han Ye held his chest in pain, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and said: "The vitality of the cultivator is too strong, even if his heart is broken, he will not die. You must remember this in the future, otherwise it will be very dangerous. .”

Han Ye was also surprised by the opponent's secret escape technique. The speed was so fast, it was definitely several times faster than usual.Even a strong person with a cultivation level ten times higher than him might not be able to catch up with him.

Of course, there must be a huge price to be paid for such a secret escape technique, and it is definitely not used unless it is absolutely necessary.

"It's too difficult to kill a transformed god." Han Ye sighed in his heart.

After a monk has cultivated to the Nascent Soul, his vitality is so strong that even if his head is cut off, he may not die. As long as the Nascent Soul is still there, he will have the opportunity to cultivate again, and most powerful people are proficient in the secrets of escape, even if they are not opponents. Escape and save your life.

And the most important point is that the powerful ones above the gods can use "Self-explosion Qi Sea" as a deterrent. If you can't kill with one blow, it is very likely that you will die together.

It has to be said that Han Ye was able to kill the two powerful gods he met so far, which was completely a fluke, but with this record, he was enough to become a figure that everyone in the world had to pay attention to.

Following that, Mr. Yin escaped with serious injuries. In addition to the two half-step god puppets that were scattered by Hu Yueji, the other two half-step god puppets also immediately retreated, bringing with them a large amount of death energy and rushing into the woods.

Hu Yueji did not chase him, but stared at the man in white with a sword in his eyes in amazement. The more he looked at him, the more handsome he became, and the more she looked at him, the more reluctant she was to kill him.

If such a powerful genius can always obey her orders, within a hundred years, the Tianyao Sect will definitely develop and grow into one of the most powerful sects in the Middle Earth.Even if you let him become your own, what's wrong?
However, everything is just a fantasy. Hu Yueji does not think that with her ability, she can control Han Ye forever.

"Han Ye! Han Ye! My sister really likes you more and more, and is very reluctant to send you on your way. It's a pity that you are a genius, and my sister is very afraid that she won't be able to control you in the future. You are a guy who can't control you at first sight. I am not a compassionate person. If I die by your sword, where will my sister go to cry?"

Hu Yueji's delicate jade finger gently touched Han Ye's chin. Her pupils gradually turned red, and her smile faded, revealing a chill.

He pinched his fingers into claws, forming a vortex of energy, and quickly grabbed Han Ye's heart.

"Shh."

Suddenly, Han Ye, who had been motionless, thrust his sword faster than her.

The battle sword condensed with strong sword energy was very sharp. With a chirping sound, it penetrated Hu Yueji's palm and penetrated through the back of her hand.

"Since you know that I am not a compassionate person, you shouldn't take any chances with me."

Han Ye turned his fingers, and the sword in his hand also turned rapidly, emitting a golden sword light and completely shattering Hu Yueji's right arm.

"You are not under the control of illusion?"

Hu Yueji's beautiful face showed a horrified look, and she immediately inspired her secret escape technique, turned into a purple light, and tried to escape.

"Still want to escape?" Han Ye shouted coldly.

"Sword come!"

The boundless sword intent burst out, even causing the flow of time around to slow down.

In an instant, thousands of sword energy condensed into a sharp edge, which was vertical to the ground. Han Ye held thousands of swords on his back, like the return of a transcendent and peerless swordsman.

Han Ye did not hesitate, and with Wan Jian, he dragged out the most dazzling sword energy and slashed at Hu Yueji who was flying in the air.

"Pfft."

Endless blood flew down.

At the same time, Hu Yueji's muffled screams were also heard, with three snow-white fox tails falling from the sky. Her body was constantly being pierced by sword energy, and her screams kept changing.

"Han Ye, today, if you cut off three of my sister's tails, I will pay you back twice as much in the future." Hu Yueji's voice came back from hundreds of miles away.

"The speed of escape is fast enough."

Han Ye ignored Hu Yueji and immediately used his physical skills to return to the foot of a mountain peak and pick up Chu Xianyu who fell to the ground.

He could already feel the power in his body slowly dissipating.

This ray of immortal soul in Chu Xianyu's body has been completely exhausted by him and has become transparent, as if it will disappear soon.

So he must escape immediately and reach a safe place.

Han Ye believed that the previous battle, in which Mr. Yin and Hu Yueji were severely wounded one after another, would be enough to frighten the demonic masters hiding in the dark, making them afraid to catch up quickly.

Hu Yueji stood on the bank of a stream, her buttocks dripping with blood, and not even a fox tail was left. As the leader of a sect and a giant of divine transformation, she was naturally a little miserable and quite embarrassed.

She looked at the direction Han Ye left, with an angry look on her pretty face: "Damn you, one day, sister, I will eat your heart."

As she spoke, Hu Yueji stretched out her tongue and licked her bright red lips.

At this moment, Hu Yueji smelled a smell of blood, and her pretty face turned a little pale. She raised her head and found that the entire sky had turned blood red.

A vast blood cloud flew from the sky, and the cloud exuded an aura that made her feel a little scared.

A beauty with fluttering blood clothes appeared on the top of the blood cloud.

"Pfft!"

The next second, a white jade hand penetrated from Hu Yueji's chest, splashing a lot of blood.

Hu Yueji didn't see what was happening at all, and kept vomiting blood in her mouth.

She turned her head very stiffly, and then she saw the extremely cold blood eyes of a beauty in blood clothes, as if staring at a prey waiting to be slaughtered.

"You are."

Hu Yueji's pupils were full of shock. Before she could finish her words, the beauty in blood-clothed body bit her on the white neck.

Hu Yueji felt that the vitality and blood in her body were quickly dissipating.

After a few moments, she was sucked into a mummy and fell to the ground.

The beauty in blood wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked in the direction of Han Ye's escape, jumped up, and chased after him with the blood cloud in the sky.

the other side.

A man in white hugged a woman and walked through the forest, finally stopping on a rock.

"No one is catching up. Just put me down. Your condition is very bad. If you don't recuperate in time, you may be left with a hidden illness that will be difficult to recover from for the rest of your life."

Chu Xianyu slowly woke up, with a very focused look on his face, and spoke in a gentle voice with some concern.

Han Ye was a little surprised, put Chu Xianyu down, and stared into her eyes at close range.

Her eyes returned to normal, no longer dim and empty, and more humane, like a living, beautiful woman rather than a sculpture that had lost hope.

"Have you found yourself again?" Han Ye looked happy.

Chu Xianyu's eyes were like two bays of water, staring straight at Han Ye. He shook his head and fell into silence. He was thinking about something and seemed to be comprehending something. His eyes gradually became dull.

Han Ye was worried that she would turn into a cold and silent Chu Xianyu again, so he immediately said: "I always feel that I am not completely out of the crisis yet. I must continue on my way and escape as far away as possible."

Chu Xianyu stared at Han Ye, worried and said: "Your injury is very serious, it is best to stop and recuperate."

Han Ye's injuries were indeed serious. There was no trace of blood on his face, and he looked like an ordinary person who was terminally ill.

Moreover, because of the use of the power of the Immortal Soul, the physical body became extremely weak and could no longer hold up. It was overdrawn and fell to the ground.

But Chu Xianyu supported him so that he didn't fall to the ground.

Han Ye immediately drank an elixir. Before he could refine it, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance with a serious look on his face.

In the sky, a bright red color appeared, and a cloud of blood was rolling in, with a frightening and terrifying aura.

(End of this chapter)