Chapter 418

At this time, Yi Heng is no longer like a lost dog, but like a hungry wolf. From time to time, he will suddenly appear beside him and instantly take away the life of one or several friars.

Even if the psychic mind is locked in, when he really comes, there is no chance to fight back.

Shen tutian had already sent the news back, and the patriarch of the Xue family was furious. Naturally, monk Yuanying would not face down and do something, especially if the whole mainland had already known about this.

However, the Xue family only offered a high price reward. No matter who, regardless of the region, could kill this person and return the corpse and the storage bag on his body to reward 20 million spirit stones.

However, to the shock of the Xue family, the reward did not attract more monks to go, because at this time, a number of unknown true and false news came out from all cities.

Unless he is killed by monk Xue Yuanji, it is not easy for him to be killed.

The iron sword League, the largest sect in Gongzhou, said that no friars on the foundation were allowed to do so, because they had already had disciples.

Yi Heng is a hermit sect behind him, and great power will come soon.

Yi Heng is the top talent in mainland China. It's as easy to kill a general monk as to kill a dog.

Numerous state-level schools have sent people to contact Yi Heng to recruit them.

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all kinds of news quickly spread throughout the southwest China, and it was hard to tell the truth from the false. All the monks of all sects did not dare to act rashly.

Within a day, Yuanrui mansion in Gongzhou became the center of the whole southwest continent. Countless teleportation symbols shot at all directions, and then they were carried to every corner of the mainland through various cities.

After Yi Heng killed 16 monks in Tianmu peak for four days, Shen tutian and his four men only dared to watch from afar.

But Yi Heng didn't relax. The second group of monks from all over the country finally arrived. At a glance, he was afraid that there were hundreds of them.

He immediately knew that even in the course of fighting for many days, he had already understood what kind of mystery he didn't know. He could easily fight the enemy several times and control the spirit liquid accurately, but he had to flee again.

Therefore, at dawn on the fifth day, when the hundreds of monks who had been killed had not reached an agreement, they once again made great efforts.

The eight trigrams disk cooperated with the purple gold flying sword to drive the Dihuang Shenjian Jue to kill more than 30 monks on the spot.

At this time, he also let go of his scruples. He found that no matter what kind of magic weapon or skill you have can keep it, no matter what kind of magic weapon or skill you have, no one has any opinion.

Therefore, there was nothing wrong with the monks who came to kill him after the Bagua plate was used, except for the red light in their eyes.

More than 30 monks who were killed by him, except Shen tutian, were killed on the spot. Since then, more than 50 friars of the Xue family, who built a foundation, were all killed.

Of course, there was also a monk who died in vain. At that time, Shen tutian yelled "Chi Xiang". He immediately knew that the monk was he Beiqiu's enemy, Xue Chixiang.

He immediately put his body into the storage bag, leaving only Shen tutian's crying voice, and did not kill him.

He wants to make Shen Tu Tian feel helpless and desperate.

Li Ming had just passed, and in a hazy state, the monks, who were getting closer and closer from dozens of miles away, rallied up, searched for the gap, and flew over Tianmu peak to seize the road.

"Who said he would not leave Tianmu peak?" The monks around him were unprepared to look at the direction of his departure.

Looking at more than 30 dead people at half waist of Tianmu peak, the bright red blood and white snow under the feet are mixed together. The battlefield is full of broken limbs. Everyone sends out a cold feeling from his heart.

"Huang Daoyou, do you want to go after him now or not? Are we still afraid of him for four or five hundred monks here?"

"Yes, if you don't seize the opportunity, I'm afraid there will be sect disciples or monks from other prefectures in front of you. How can you get a share of the pie then?"

The monk Huang seems to have great prestige here. He looks brave, but he has a slight retraction in his pupils.

If others don't know, will he? The fight just now was no more than half a cup of tea Kung Fu, but the man shuttled through dozens of magic weapon attacks, as if acting with dozens of monks.

But he knew it was not acting, it was about life and death.

There is only one possibility for this to happen, that is, this son has already realized the rhyme of Tao, at least half a point.

It is said that only the top talents can fight in life and death. The stronger the Vietnam War is, it is because they realize the charm of this way.

The strength, the track, the beginning and the backhand of any attack by a monk of the same rank have no escape in this rhyme.

Therefore, they can easily shuttle between them, and can kill people with the least spirit fluid, such as slaughtering cats and dogs without blood.

Of course, it does not mean that such friars are invincible. As long as the number of monks is enough, they can also surround and kill on the spot.

After all, no matter how little spirit liquid is, there will be a time when it will be used up, and there will also be a time when the spirit will be exhausted.

However, the number of monks here is absolutely enough, but each has his own mind. Can he join forces to surround and kill?

"The flesh that comes to the mouth will not allow others to open their mouth? Chase. " The monk Huang did not change his bravery and roared.Hundreds of monks, since they dare to come here, naturally not timid generation, roar, immediately forget all the mutilated limbs in front of you, and when the blood is on the top, they will be roaring to promise and rush after them.

Yi Heng feels very comfortable at this time, and once again realizes that mysterious feeling, he can not extricate himself.

At this time, the storage bag just obtained, select all the important things to transfer to their own storage bag.

Now, pills are the most important for yourself.

But it was disappointing that there were few pills among thirty-two monks and thirty-two storage bags.

Obviously not all monks are like him, and there are always enough pills in the storage bags.

If the nuns have clear spirit pills, they may have been used for cultivation for a long time. Only when they go out for exploration and enter the secret territory, there are only a few, or none, at ordinary times.

In his hand, there are 21 Chinese medicine healing pills and 15 Chinese Qingling pills, which are very speechless.

The next long way, I don't know how much future lies.

If the hook is good for operation, the local nuns may be the pile behind them. Only the local monks can gather hundreds of them.

There are also, it is estimated that the school children, or the foreign state.

The disciples of the sect naturally disdain dozens of monks to rush on, and the foreign governments rushed to come. Where can we gather?

At this time, only half of the spirit liquid in the field, the soul power has not recovered much, but he felt 100 times more confident.

As long as it wasn't hundreds of simultaneous killings, he was confident to break out.

Xue family estimated that he could not stop it. No one would send special guards to the gates of the city.

Now, it is no longer Xue's family that needs to deal with himself, but the monks who are swarming in the cities.

If they are killed, they will be killed, and they will enter the city easily.

Four thousand miles away, it was the peak of heavenly grandmother.

12000 miles away, it is the nearest Linfeng city to the far Ruifu city.

Strive to return to Yuanrui mansion before Xi Yin wakes up next time, and strive to kill the monk behind him on the way of 12000 miles.

Thinking, he flew away quickly. The monk was 200 miles away. Suddenly, in the spirit, four figures standing in the sky, stopped the way, and made him almost stop galloping.

Even though it is far away, but four people and four eyes stare at their own direction. It seems that the width of the mountain range can not be avoided if we are flying to.

As expected, the future is blocked, but it is not tens of hundreds, but, although the number of people is small, but has this courage, naturally also has the ability to be excellent.

A wisp of sword Qi emanates from the body, and the four people are surrounded by dozens of meters of snow, which are smashed and not touched at all.

In a moment, the snow in the dozens of meters of area was short of other places.

If these four people are not disciples of the gate sect, they are the children of the big family. He secretly says that since they can't hide, they need not hide any more.

Fly straight to 50 meters away, and look at each other four.

"Yi Dao friend, Mingxin sword sect disciple, Shu, four people have long admired the famous people. They didn't want to take advantage of the danger of Taoist friends. However, there were followers behind them, and there were ambushes in front of them. It is inevitable to regret if they miss this time. Please."

To his surprise, the four in front of him were so bold to kill themselves.

Is Mingxin sword sect the big school in charge of 21 cities of yuanruifu? No wonder that he was so powerful. Four eyes like scabbard sword made him feel deeper at this time. Indeed, he was indeed a disciple of sword school.

"Four Taoist friends, are you not unfair to have four pairs?"

The middle year the nun was slightly embarrassed, but then he returned to normal. Lang said: "Taoist Yi is famous. If one person is unable to force out the essence of the rhyme of Tao and Taoism, he hopes that the Taoist friends will not hesitate to give advice."

"Tao Yun?" Yi Heng heart out of a question mark, the original four people want to see the rhyme of Tao, do they inadvertently understand the kind of mystery called Tao Yun? Sure enough, it's a good name.

But the face became dignified. The four men came not for fame but for the sake of seeing the rhyme of Tao. Only when the monks were so serious, they were really terrible.

Even if they pass out in pairs, they have a great reputation and disgraced the sect. They are willing to do whatever they want. This is the way of sword cultivation?

"Please." He was a straight face, slightly arched, at this time, as if to return to the island, Yimen, and the same disciple to pass the general, serious heart.

This is not a simple fight and fight, it is respect for the opponent, respect for the Taoism.

Four people also arched their hands to return to the ceremony, suddenly left hand at the same time a pinch finger to decide, "swish" a sound, four silver flying swords appeared in front of the body, about two feet, the most flexible.

"Magic?" He was surprised, didn't the four know they had magic?

"Tao you, please give me advice and ask the heart sword rhyme." Four people roar loudly, and four flying Swords "swish, swish, swish" disappear in front of you,

the Mingxin sword sect, asking the heart sword secret is the main skill of sword cultivation. Asking the heart and the place where the heart moves is the place where the sword is.

But Yi Heng eyes do not move, face unchanged, body shape does not move, still from four flying swords to stab at a rapid pace.The flying sword disappeared in front of the four of him and stabbed Yi Heng. However, after a rest, when he inhaled again, his body was like a virtual illusion. After twisting dozens of times, the four flying swords just passed by.

The four people's faces showed a color of joy. The monk in the middle again arched his hand and said in a loud voice: "the friend of Yidao is to realize the rhyme of Tao. If you see me today, even if you die in an instant, you will have no regrets. Please."

Yi Heng slightly moved, is this rhyme really difficult to understand? But I also understand that it was just a random trial by four people.

Once he's sure he's done, he'll go all out.

"Please." With a wipe of his left hand, a purple flying sword appeared in front of him. Since the other side is so upright, he is also embarrassed to offer a magic weapon.

But a moment later, he had already regretted.

Hundreds of monks were standing in the snow more than ten miles away. They didn't dare to go up and talk about it.

In the fierce battle ahead, the sword spirit is everywhere in the area of two or three miles. All the rocks and trees in that area are all smashed in the sword spirit.

Even if it's ten miles away, I feel my skin is cut back and forth by the sharp sword Qi, and it's stinging.

People can't help but feel frustrated. When they see such exquisite sword formula and sharp sword cultivation, how can they not be ashamed of themselves?

However, there are countless friars with ecstasy on their faces. They say in their hearts, spell it out, fight to the end, and lose both sides, so they will do it together.

At this time, Yi Heng didn't care about it. He gradually turned into a snowman. His spirit was extremely concentrated. He kept twisting his body in the air. His hands were even more eager to pinch the finger to control the purple flying sword.

"Ding, Ding" from time to time came a crisp sound, which was the sound of his purple flying sword struggling to open and fly each other's flying sword.

Only when one of the other's flying swords is constantly pushed away can he barely avoid the three flying swords attacking him.

The silent sword Qi is constantly around the whole body. If you don't pay attention to it, it will bring out a bloodstain.

Ask the heart sword formula, the sword with the heart, the direction of the heart, the blade and even.

He was sweating more and more. At the same time, he was glad that if he met these people a few days earlier and didn't understand Daoyun, he couldn't hold on for so long with a flying sword.

At this time, he found that his "Dihuang Shenjian Jue" was not enough to read. The purple flying sword, which was absolutely flexible before, was so clumsy compared with the other's flying sword.

I'm afraid that half of the ten swords of "Ding, Ding" can't be stopped, and the rest depends on dodging. But even if you understand the half rhyme, you can't dodge all of them when you are covered with sword spirit.

"Poop poo", a cold on his back, he knew that the first scar had begun, and the next one was far away?

"Poo, poo, poo," half a cup of tea passed, and the back was covered with blood stains. There were regular sword marks that constantly split the skin, but he knew that it would gradually deepen.

There was no trace on the front.

"It's a pity that Taoist friends only understand the rhyme of the half Fen Dao. They can use all kinds of magic weapons and skills, and there is only one sword in sword cultivation."

The other side was a disciple of the great school. Seeing that he only offered a flying sword, he was a little nervous, and his back was constantly injured. He could not help slowing down the sword momentum and saying.

"Yes, although we admire the power of Daoyun, today is not a contest. If you don't do your best, you may die on the spot. Naturally, we don't have to be responsible for our life and death."

Yi Heng is very happy. He was afraid to hurt or kill these four people and cause more trouble. Xiyin is still in Yuanrui mansion. If he is detected, wouldn't it be bad?

Since these four people are so grand, I think the Mingxin sword school is also very grand.

Since sword cultivation is to break all kinds of skills with one sword, but I am not a sword cultivation, how can we fight against the strength of the enemy with our own weakness? It's just how do they know they only understand the half rhyme?

But think of here a laugh, "ha ha, good heart sword sect, sure enough, gate disciple, Yi Mou offended."

With a move of the left hand, the purple flying sword disappears, and then the purple gold flying sword rotates nimbly in front of the body, and the Bagua plate also appears on the left hand.

"Xun, for the wind, for the dry, for the sky." With a roar, two words appear on the Bagua plate.

Hundreds of monks from ten miles behind quietly watched the five men fight each other, upgrading from a duel to a life and death battle, from an attack and a defense to a fierce confrontation.

Once the figure sacrificed the magic weapon and the object of the disc, the four monks of Mingxin sword sect who had stopped in the original place would not dare to stop at the same place.

The flying sword keeps coming back to defend, but even if the sword cultivation is a sword breaking all kinds of methods, how can you please it in front of the magic weapon?

Hundreds of monks have been covered with thick snow, just like the dwarf trees growing here. There is no movement at all.

Only his eyes blinked occasionally, shaking off the snow on his eyebrows. Among his eyes, the figure held a disc in his left hand and a purple gold flying sword in his right hand. He kept shuttling through the air, bringing out a string of virtual shadows.

From time to time, the word Xun appears on the disc, either into the body, or to bless the purple gold flying sword. However, once the character is obtained, the speed of the body or the flying sword will become four or five times as fast as the original, and the virtual shadow will be produced in this way.From time to time, a dry word appears. Once the dry word appears, the opponent must withdraw all his swords to defend himself, but he is still injured.

Is this the man's power?

The magic weapon is powerful and the skill is incomparable.

Half an hour later, the two sides seemed to be exhausted. Although the fighting was much slower, the injuries were more and more serious.

"Poo Yi" again, a bloodstain finally appeared on the chest of the figure, and the body was injured, which showed that the spirit and soul were consumed too much. Although we knew the strength and track of the flying sword, the beginning and the rear hand, we were unable to dodge and defend.

With a sound of "heartbreak", one of the other four was pierced with a small hole in his right chest, but the flying sword still slowed down for an instant.

"Kill." With a roar, hundreds of snowmen burst into the sky, offering hundreds of magic weapons to the place where the five fought.

At this time, it was the time when the two sides were fighting each other, and it was also about to be exhausted.

After this time, the winner and the loser are separated. Who can hold the man back?

Yi Heng is not surprised that these hundreds of monks can endure until now. They must have accurate calculation, but how can they count him?

If you can pull these four people to help themselves, then hundreds of people behind you will surely throw a mouse in the sand, but it is a good thing.

However, his intention was shattered in an instant, and his heart kept falling.

The hundreds of magic weapons not only attacked themselves, but also the four men.

Are these free cultivation not afraid of revenge of Mingxin sword school after the event?

On the contrary, the four men on the opposite side were not surprised. When they thought about it, the four flying swords came back to defend one after another. At the same time, their bodies shot at the scattered parts. It seemed that they had expected this attack for a long time.