The howling northern wind was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, roaring and crashing.
In this forest, several Xiantian experts faced each other with solemn expressions. Their hearts were like the cold northern wind, without a trace of warmth.
He Yiming did not hold back at all as he gathered his aura to the extreme, releasing every bit of his aura as much as possible.
Around his body, within the range of that huge and terrifying glaive, even the air was faintly producing a strange fluctuation, as if it was being roasted by an underground fire, spiraling upwards.
Although he was not old, his battle experience was already quite rich. He had the experience of fighting with several Xiantian experts, including One-Line-Sky experts like Yu Jinglei.
However, every time he fought, he would only encounter a single enemy. At this moment, there were three Xiantian experts standing in front of him.
After he subconsciously slashed out with his glaive, even he himself was puzzled. Did he eat a bear's heart and leopard's guts to actually plan to fight one against three?
The three of them were not the Acquired Masters of Inner Strength of Level Ten in the Horse Gang. They were genuine Innate Masters.
However, this thought only circled in his mind once before he immediately threw it away. Moreover, he concentrated all his energy and went all out, no longer daring to hide the slightest bit.
If he still planned to hide anything when facing three Xiantian experts, then he was purely seeking his own death.
Feeling the powerful aura and power coming from He Yiming's body, the three black-clothed men with high noses and deep eyes also had a solemn expression.
In their senses, He Yiming's body had already completely merged with the surrounding environment. Especially within a radius of four meters with him as the center, it was as if it had already become another world, a world that was full of danger to them.
At least half of their gazes fell on the glaive. Once they came in contact with this terrifying weapon that emitted a severe chill, their hearts trembled.
This glaive was powerful, this was already the consensus of all of them.
He Yiming lightly coughed from behind, "Many thanks for the grace of saving me, brother. I, Hengshan Yu Xichen, am eternally grateful. It's just that these three people's martial skills are abnormally strange, brother, please be careful. "
He Yiming was as still as a mountain, as if he did not hear this sentence. However, everyone understood that he just did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.
After hearing this sentence, the three black-clothed men could not help but look at each other, their eyes slightly brightening.
The man with the soft sword suddenly opened his mouth, "Your Excellency, this is between us and him. Since you do not know him, why are you interfering?"
Although this person spoke the most popular language in the northwest countries, when he spoke, it was as if he was following a script, giving rise to an extremely strange feeling.
He Yiming's heart skipped a beat. Just as this person spoke, the aura of the three of them weakened slightly. If it could be said that they were on the verge of breaking out at any moment, then at this moment, there seemed to be room to ease the tension.
He immediately understood that these three people did not want to fight with him.......
In fact, after experiencing many epiphanies, He Yiming was no longer the young man who had just stepped into the Innate Stage. At this moment, the 360 acupoints in his body were infinitely close to being filled to the brim. He was only a step away from Thunder-shocking Realm.
When he held the glaive in his hand, the intensity of his aura had reached an appalling level.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the greatest person below One-Line-Sky.
The three black-clothed men were repelled by his glaive, in addition to sensing the monstrous aura, which was why they flinched.
If He Yiming had just entered the Innate Stage more than a year ago, how could the three black-clothed men be so easy to talk to?
However, since he sensed their thoughts, He Yiming immediately held his head high and puffed out his chest. His aura became more vigorous as he said, "I don't know about the grudges between you, but since you're fighting here and I've encountered you, I can't just stand by and watch." He snorted coldly and said, "What kind of skill is it to fight so many people?"
The three black-clothed men looked at each other. They did not expect to encounter such a chivalrous person here.
If an ordinary chivalrous person was in front of them, the three of them would have swarmed up and beaten him up until his parents could not recognize him. However, the power of the terrifying weapon in this person's hand made them fearful. If they could avoid fighting, the three of them were not willing to fight to the death with He Yiming.
They looked at each other. Just as the leader was about to speak, his face suddenly changed. The three of them looked at the place where He Yiming appeared at the same time.
A silhouette suddenly appeared. That person's face was as ridiculously young as He Yiming's. As soon as he appeared, he immediately leaped to Yu Xichen's side. With a flip of his wrist, a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He opened the bottle at lightning speed and poured out a white pill that was as thick as a thumb. He then brought it to Yu Xichen's mouth.
Yu Xichen could not help but be overjoyed. He knew that he was going to die that day, but he did not expect an unbelievably powerful young man with a large glaive to appear at the last moment. Then, the Medicine Man came to him with a hammer.
After swallowing the pill in the Medicine Man's hand, Yu Xichen's heart calmed down. He knew that his life was saved this time.
When the three black-clothed men saw what the Medicine Man did, they could not help but be stunned. Then, their faces became extremely ugly.
The leader shouted sternly, "Are you guys in cahoots?"
He Yiming chuckled and said loudly, "Of course we're in cahoots, you idiot."
Before the Medicine Man's arrival, he had done everything he could to stall for time. However, when the Medicine Man joined the fray, he no longer had any scruples.
The three men were fuming with anger. If they had known that this would happen, they would have fought with their lives on the line no matter how wary they were.
However, at that moment, when their gazes fell on He Yihai's glaive and the Medicine Man who came after him, a trace of hesitation flashed across their eyes.
Yu Xichen took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Medicine Elder, we can't let them leave. My Innate Neidan has been taken by them."
He Yiming's eyes changed. With a light flick of his wrist, the glaive immediately made a swooshing sound.
The sound was like countless firecrackers exploding in an instant. It was also like countless beans crackling in a wok. It was very irritating.
The three men's hearts trembled. Then, they saw a flash of light on the glaive as it came slashing down with a monstrous aura. The three of them had tasted the ferocity of the glaive before, so they did not dare to be careless. All of them waited with rapt attention and gathered all of their Spiritual Qi, wanting to take on that peerlessly powerful slash.
However, when they raised their weapons high, they did not hear the thunderous roar that they had imagined. Their weapons, which were filled with power, all stabbed into empty air. The feeling of emptiness was like cotton, causing their hearts and bodies to feel extremely uncomfortable in an instant.
They knew that things were not looking good. Then, they saw a patch of clouds and mist.
He Yiming's glaive chopped down once again, but this glaive that was mixed with infinite ferocity immediately became soft and powerless after it was chopped down halfway.
That indestructible metal-elemental power suddenly turned into an all-encompassing, yet nimble, stormy mist that flowed like a thin stream.
It was this inconceivable little change that allowed He Yiming to gain the upper hand.
One hand first, one step ahead …
Although the stormy mist formed by the glaive could not trap Yu Jinglei of One-Line-Sky, it had unparalleled power when facing opponents of the same level. For a moment, the three men were trapped in that cloud-like blade light. They could only barely protect themselves.
Yu Xichen, who had fallen to the ground, watched this scene with his mouth agape. His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock. He muttered, "How did he do it?"
The Medicine Man's lips trembled. His eyes were filled with the same shock. After a moment, he answered honestly, "I don't know …"
In fact, the transformation of Spiritual Qi from hardness to softness was not difficult for a Xiantian master. It was almost as normal as eating and drinking. However, He Yiming's situation just now was completely different.
In the beginning, his glaive had clearly displayed an extremely strong force. The starting stance of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms had vividly displayed the sharpness of the metal-elemental power. However, the glaive had suddenly turned into an extremely yin and soft force midway. Wind, rain, clouds, mist, and misty rain had actually disappeared without a trace of its masculine aura.
This kind of sudden change from one extreme to another should not have happened in the martial way.
Although some people practiced two different, or even opposing, techniques at the same time, they could only use one technique.
When facing an enemy, they could only use one technique at a time, or fuse the two techniques of different attributes into one through special means.
For example, the moment the glaive struck out, it was clearly an extremely strong metal-elemental power, but it had suddenly turned into a soft water-elemental power midway.
Even the body of a Xiantian master might not be able to withstand such a sudden transformation in a situation where one went all out. This was especially true for the more than three hundred acupoints in one's body. One type of Spiritual Qi that had just been used had suddenly turned into another type of opposing Spiritual Qi. This was definitely a method that hurt one's opponent a thousand times, but also eight hundred times more.
However, He Yiming had not only not vomited blood and retreated after using such a method, but had instead become as lively as a dragon and a tiger, leaping up and down to encircle the three black-clothed men within the glaive of his glaive. The strangeness of this change caused Yu Xichen and the Medicine Daoist to feel deeply shocked even as they were greatly puzzled.
Yu Xichen took a few glances and immediately knew that even if He Yiming could not win, he would definitely not be in danger. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Medicine Elder, who is this person? Is he a Xiantian elder from another sect who has come to Mount Heng as a guest? "
The Medicine Man's eyes were unblinking as he watched the battle. Without turning his head, he replied, "No, this person is an elder who has just joined Mount Heng."
"He's an elder of our sect?" Yu Xichen asked in surprise and joy.
"That's right," the Medicine Man said proudly.
He Yiming was He Wude's grandson, but He Wude was his disciple. No matter how one looked at it, the more powerful He Yiming was, the more glorious his reputation would be.
He Yiming had been somewhat apprehensive when he'd fought with the three men earlier. However, when he'd fully displayed his glaive, the apprehension in his heart had completely disappeared.
His eyes were brimming with vigor, and all of his attention was focused on the glaive. He had unknowingly achieved the state of one with the glaive.
At this moment, the glaive was like an extension of his arm, becoming a part of his body and bringing the power of the Wind, Rain, Clouds, and Mist to its fullest.
Although the three men were also Xiantian experts, and their leader was even a high-level expert from the Hundred Scatter Sky who was only slightly weaker than him, once they'd fallen into his Mist Blade Technique, it was as if they'd sunk into a quagmire and were unable to extricate themselves.
Just as He Yiming was getting fiercer and fiercer, he suddenly heard a vigorous and powerful voice coming from the heavy glaive. "Ji Li Gu Lu …"
This was a strange language. Although He Yiming couldn't identify it, he knew that this language didn't belong to the northwest countries or the Great Shen Dynasty.
When this voice rang out, the three men trapped in the glaive suddenly burst out as if they'd eaten a tiger's whip and a bear's gallbladder.
The weapons in their hands danced crazily. That seemingly random dance was actually carried out in an extremely mysterious trajectory. In an instant, they broke through the clouds and fog that surrounded them.
He Yiming felt a chill in his heart. Before he could change his moves, the glaive in his hand collided with their broadswords and soft swords.
A surging, almost inconceivable power was transmitted from the glaive. He Yiming's expression changed drastically once again. Their strength had far exceeded the limit they'd shown last time. At this moment, it seemed that each of their strength had more than doubled out of thin air. Almost every one of them had a powerful strength that could go head-to-head with the glaive.
With a flick of his wrist, He Yiming's palm had already formed a circle in an instant, allowing the glaive to spin and dance in the circle, digesting the vibrations caused by the clash with the three of them within a small space.
Then, his figure flew back a few steps like a ghost and immediately left the battle circle.
The three men didn't chase after him. They were panting heavily, as if the blow just now had consumed a lot of their strength. However, a hint of blood appeared in their eyes at the same time. The color was so eerie that it made one's hair stand on end. It was as if a chill was rushing up their spines.
The Medicine Man and Yu Xichen's expressions changed drastically as well. Their eyes immediately sharpened.
Yu Xichen was an Innate-stage master, after all. Although he'd suffered serious internal injuries, he'd taken the Medicine Man's medicine. In addition, as an Innate-stage master, he could continuously absorb the power of the world. Although he hadn't fully recovered, he was still able to fight for a short period of time.
He tightened his grip, and the steel longsword in his hand swayed.
The Medicine Man quietly took out his unique weapon. This was He Yiming's first time seeing the old man's weapon. However, He Yiming still blinked when he saw it, even in such a harsh environment. He wondered if he'd seen wrongly.
The Medicine Man was holding a bamboo basket in his hand.
That's right, it was the ordinary-looking bamboo basket that he usually wore at his waist.
He Yiming had always thought that the bamboo basket was just a tool that the Medicine Man used to store herbs when he gathered them. However, when he saw the bamboo basket in the Medicine Man's hand and the powerful aura it exuded, he finally understood that it was his unique weapon.
The three men in black roared and leaped with all their might.
He Yiming's eyes narrowed. He suddenly realized that the three men's bodies weren't expanding before his eyes, but were constantly shrinking.
He was startled and immediately understood that the three of them had given up on chasing after Yu Xichen and were trying to escape.
"We can't let them escape."
Yu Xichen's eyes blurred as soon as he said that. Then, he once again saw the intense blade light that seemed to blot out the sky.
He Yiming had already put his words into action the moment he opened his mouth. He chased after them at an even faster speed and once again encircled them in the endless cloud of blade light.
The three men were greatly shocked. They were extremely shocked by He Yiming's speed, blade technique, and the powerful might that he displayed. This person's weapon was so terrifying that it should be based on the power of Yang. However, not only was he proficient in the Path of Sharpness of the Metal Element, even the Path of Clouds was so handy. Once they were entangled by him, it would be difficult to escape even if they wanted to. Moreover, his movement technique was as fast as lightning. Compared to them, he was clearly superior.
Anyone would feel an extreme headache when encountering an opponent that they couldn't defeat or escape from.
After a moment, seeing that they were about to sink into the quagmire of clouds, the leader finally opened his mouth again. "Squeak …"
In an instant, the three men's battle prowess increased greatly. Whether it was their strength, speed, or mental appearance, they all seemed to have undergone an inconceivable change. The three men worked together and instantly dispersed the clouds formed by He Yiming's large glaive.
The clouds dispersed and the sky parted, revealing a patch of light.
The three men no longer hesitated. Their figures moved, and they ran into the distance side by side.
He Yiming roared angrily. Even a clay Bodhisattva would have some anger after being inexplicably forced to retreat twice. Moreover, He Yiming was invincible and full of youthful vigor.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately shot out as if he was flying. He caught up to them in almost the blink of an eye. His large glaive swung into a blade light and trapped them once again.
The Medicine Man and Yu Xichen looked at each other. Although they were also Innate Stage powerhouses, they actually felt that they couldn't interfere at this moment. They couldn't help but be shocked and admire He Yiming. In particular, Yu Xichen, who was meeting He Yiming for the first time, couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
Where did this freak come from?
"Squeak …"
Following this curse-like sound, the three men once again charged out of the glaive's blockade.
He Yiming was furious. He shouted angrily, "Medicine Elder, what the hell are they shouting about?"
The Medicine Man was stunned. Although he was very old, he had spent most of his life immersed in the study of medicine. He really didn't know what they were shouting about.
Suddenly, an aged voice sounded from not far behind the Medicine Daoist and Yu Xichen.
"These three juniors are calling …" The voice was drawn-out, but it was filled with boundless murderous intent. "God is saying to bestow power upon you …"
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