I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 117 The Girl with the Knife (25)

A middle-grade sword, a seven-star sword.

This sword was obtained by Han Yi from a ninth-level Qi practitioner among the Twelve Tribulations outside Daofu City. At that time, the Yin Lei Talisman struck down and the sword flew away without damaging it.

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

However, the power of swordsmanship can also be 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 skills of the person wielding the sword.

Ever since his breakthrough in sword-driving skills reached its peak, Han Yi had not yet fully used his sword to fight against others.

This time, there is a chance.

Moreover, since the soul is attached to Taixu's body, there is no danger of death, so he can give it a try.

If after possessing the immortal body, Han Yi is still timid and does not even dare to fight, then he is still a god.

The most important point is that Taixu Ling is suspected to be able to exchange for spiritual objects that enhance the root bones. This is what he dreams of, even if it exposes all his strength, he will not hesitate.

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

Zuo Lie stood up suddenly: "Here he comes."

Just at this time.

A sword chant rose into the sky from the mountain forest a few kilometers away. Following the sword chant, a white-clothed monk stood on a golden sword.

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

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

In Shuzhou, sword immortals are legendary. I didn't expect that after entering the cave world, I met two of them in a short period of time. It was really eye-opening.

"Although Qiu Ying and Yang Yu came out of Jianya together, I heard that they didn't deal with each other. Now there's something good to watch."

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

This time, the person standing on the spiritual sword was the sword immortal that Han Yi saw when he first arrived.

But at this moment, the two sword immortals knew that this was not the time for internal fighting. As soon as the sword intent was raised, they quickly retracted it. However, the figures of the two sword immortals were getting faster and faster, rushing towards the depths of Cang Qibu. go.

same moment.

In the mountain forest surrounding Cang Qibu, figures one after another stepped out of the forest, using various means to flash towards Cang Qibu.

in.

Han Yi also saw Xie Jingshan, who came from the Lingzhan Sect and owned a nine-pole battle flag. This time, he was also in mid-air, holding two battle flags, and his speed was not much slower than the two sword immortals.

In addition to him, Sun Anjing, the Duke of Daqian'an, Fuyou from Nandoushen Palace, and seven or eight other unknown monks were also in the first rank and were extremely fast.

Han Yi estimated that he would have to exert all his strength to achieve the ultimate level of lightness in order to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

"Let's go."

"Twelve legends are here to practice their qi. Almost all the legends in the Black Demon Clan are practicing their qi. If this battle cannot be won, more and more legends will come, not only It’s the Black Demon Clan, and even the legends from 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 get a fragment of the Taixu Order."

Zuo Lie took a step forward, suddenly paused, and turned around to look at Han Yi: "Fellow Daoist Han, every time the Taixu Light Pillar appears, the fight to snatch the Taixu Order is very fierce."

“Even if you can’t grab it in the end, it’s not a worthwhile trip if you participate.”

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

After saying that, Zuo Lie took a step forward, and in a flash, he was already dozens of meters away. Then he flashed again and disappeared among the many monks who were using their own methods.

The journey between the two of them ends here.

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

Right 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.

"Senior Brother He."

He Fengdi did not approach, but cupped his hands towards Han Yi and rushed towards the mountain.

At this point, it's up to everyone to do what they can.

Han Yi finally moved and took a step forward. The forest behind him quickly retreated, silently, without even being disturbed by the sound of the wind. Han Yi had already crossed a hundred meters.

In his eyes, there was only the legendary Qi practice that flew deep into the depths.

Roar! !

Just at this time.

Within the mountain, countless roars rang out one after another, shaking the earth and causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

Black demons, countless demons, emerged from the depths of the mountains.

Humans and demons have been incompatible since ancient times.

Even if there is no Taixu Order, the enemies are still fighting each other on weekdays.

Peng! !

A four-foot-tall black demon, with hands like futons, turned a flickering monk into a blood demon. The sword in the monk's hand, looking at the black demon, only had an extra one that had just been broken. A scar on the flesh, and this scar healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The powerful demonic body's defense power is off the charts, and its recovery power is equally astonishing.

At this moment, a silver crescent moon pressed gently into the Black Demon's body and passed through. The Black Demon split into two halves and fell silently.

This silver moon is just a sword light, and the person holding the sword is a female cultivator, and this female cultivator still looks like a girl.

What was disproportionate to the girl's size was that in her hand was a giant sword that was even bigger and taller than her.

The giant knife was silver and was not heavy when pushed on the ground with one hand. However, no matter what the material of the ground was, it was as easy to cut as tofu.

"Trouble, even the saint from Yujing Mountain is here."

Zuo Lie, who was rushing ahead, suddenly changed his expression slightly. Speaking of the Sword Immortal, he was solemn but did not change his expression. But at this moment, when he saw the girl dragging the sword, his expression changed. Moreover, her forward figure, She quietly deviated from the female cultivator's path. Obviously, Zuo Lie was extremely wary of her.

"The saint of Yujing Mountain?"

A voice sounded from Zuo Lie's side, almost making the nervous Zuo Lie pick up his magical weapon, but in the next moment, he recognized that it was Han Yi's voice.

"Fellow Daoist Han, your speed??"

Before, when he followed the map from the Chimang Tribe to the location of the Cang Qi Tribe, Zuo Lie thought that with Han Yi's eighth-level cultivation of Qi, he would never be able to go faster, and there was still plenty of time, so he slowed down. Look after Han Yi.

Unexpectedly, Han Yi's 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 uttered doubts. But thinking that this was not a good time to ask in detail, he just cupped his hands, swayed his body, and increased his speed.

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

Zuo Lie was suddenly shocked. Han Yi suddenly increased his speed and was already three points faster than his full speed. He could even catch up with those legendary Qi practitioners, but was only slower than the two sword immortals and the monks of the Spirit War Sect who were stepping on the battle flag. One step ahead.