The seven Xiantian Realm experts' faces turned extremely ugly as if they had been struck by a giant hammer in their hearts.
This long howl of He Yiming seemed to contain some kind of powerful energy. This kind of energy could directly attack their minds, causing them to faintly feel an incomparable piercing pain in their heads.
If not for this, He Yiming would not have been able to break through the joint attack of the four Innate Rankers so easily.
At this moment, He Yiming's mind was highly concentrated, but his mind was recalling the process of Romiya's sound wave attack. His mind was incomparably clear, and the scenes of the past seemed to be replayed in his mind.
Moreover, he vaguely saw that when Romiya spoke, the air had changed mysteriously, and it was precisely because of this change that He Yiming was attacked so fiercely at that time.
In fact, after the battle with Romiya, He Yiming had been yearning for this kind of sound wave attack, and had always been brooding about it. When he was helping Lu Zhengyi break through to the Innate Realm at the last moment, he had been enlightened by a bit of the way to use it, and helped Lu Zhengyi break through to the Innate Realm successfully.
But that feeling was just a flash in the pan, and then disappeared without a trace.
But now, under the impact of the huge anger that could almost burn him completely, he coincidentally raised his mind to an unprecedented level. It was when his mind was full to the extreme that he really understood the way to use this kind of power.
So, he did not hesitate to roar, and stimulated this kind of power.
Under the impact of this strange power, the Innate Rankers were caught off guard, and were immediately defeated one by one. If the seven of them had not joined forces, then at this moment, some of them would have died on the spot.
As Su Jun flew back, he took a deep breath, and his face suddenly flushed red. He opened his mouth, and with all his strength, he roared.
Although his voice didn't have any special offensive power, it was a fierce shout from a Xiantian expert who used all his strength to agitate his Dantian. It was enough to suppress all other sounds in a short period of time.
The eyes of the other six Xiantian experts lit up and they shouted at the same time. Their voices were so loud that it drowned out all the other voices. It was as if the only sound left in the world was the screams of these few people.
Everyone who came to watch the battle, whether it was the soldiers of Kairong State, the attendants of Tufan State, or Hsieh Ming-chin, all covered their ears and retreated. Although this sound was not fatal, it still made their eardrums tremble and their faces pale.
He Yiming's aura suddenly stagnated. His sound wave attack was not mature to begin with, and with the combined roar of these people, it immediately showed signs of dissipating.
However, he did not panic. To him, the sound wave attack was merely a supplementary technique.
With a move of his body, he appeared in front of Su Jun as fast as lightning.
When faced with a pincer attack, the best way to deal with a group of people was to identify one person and pursue until that person was completely killed.
Among the seven people, Su Jun was undoubtedly the most powerful one in terms of prestige and strength. If they could kill him on the spot, then it would definitely be easy to destroy the fighting spirit of the other six people.
A palm was raised high, and from this palm, there was a sharp, seemingly invincible, powerful force.
However, after feeling this power, Su Jun and the others were furious, but they were also secretly delighted.
Su Jun's strongest attribute was the fire attribute, but He Yiming used the gold attribute to attack at this time. Could it be that he had lost his mind?
Almost subconsciously, Su Jun no longer retreated. His body instantly turned red from head to toe, and even his hair had a trace of pink color.
Following that, he punched out with all his might, and He Yiming's palm fiercely.
However, it was at this moment that an extremely horrified expression appeared on his face.
Ever since He Yiming appeared, even when he used the sound wave attack, even when he broke through the seven people's joint attack with his own strength, Su Jun had never revealed such a horrified expression.
However, at this moment, he was really afraid, and it was an extreme fear that came from the bottom of his heart.
When his palm, which was filled with the power of fire, came into contact with He Yiming, what he encountered was not the incomparably sharp power of the metal element, but the water element Zhen Qi that seemed to cover the sky and cover the earth.
It was as if the water-attribute power was wearing a layer of metal-attribute power outside the water-attribute power. He Yiming's palm made everyone misjudge it.
However, at this moment, He Yiming's heart was also somewhat moved. He was deeply grateful for the martial skills that the Hengshan lineage brought to him.
Before he went to Hengshan, although he could use all the basic cultivation methods of the five elements, it was impossible for him to be able to use them as freely as he did now, and to display even more powerful power between the cultivation methods.
It was precisely because he had read many secret manuals of Xiantian cultivation methods in Hengshan, as well as the methods of using cultivation methods, especially when he strengthened and protected Lu Zhengyi's meridians, that he felt that the experience was truly priceless.
It was because of that experience that he was able to truly achieve the integration of the five elements, and was able to use Xiantian essential Qi to restrain his opponent at any time and place.
The powerful metal-attribute power suddenly turned into a monstrous sea of water, completely extinguishing Su Jun's soaring fire.
However, this was not the end of the attack. His hand did not stop, but continued to attack. However, the power in his hand changed in an instant, and from a sea of water, it suddenly turned into a large glaive.
The palm that flickered with a metallic light condensed a powerful power, ruthlessly breaking through Su Jun's hands to block it, and was about to imprint on his chest.
As a veteran Xiantian expert, Su Jun naturally had his own trump card to save his life. When he saw that there was no way to dodge or escape, his body suddenly shrunk like a turtle.
He Yiming's palm came with a menacing momentum, but it chopped past his left shoulder.
Just when Su Jun thought that he had escaped from the calamity, He Yiming suddenly flipped his palm, and a pure Xiantian blade energy slashed fiercely at his back.
Although the glaive was not in his hand, He Yiming could also produce a similar glaive when he used the metal-attribute power to the extreme.
Although this glaive was not enough to cut a Xiantian expert into two, it was definitely not something that anyone could easily withstand.
Su Jun let out a miserable groan, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Countless capillaries on the surface of his body ruptured, and a large amount of blood was forcibly chopped out by this fierce blow. He seemed to have just climbed out of a river of blood, and turned into a man of blood from head to toe.
He stomped his feet hard and was thrown far away, falling heavily on the ground. His body twitched a few times, and he barely managed to turn around.
His eyes were filled with fear, and he was completely frightened by this dream-like blow.
Then, his body went soft. Although he still had the strength to fight, he could no longer raise the thought of fighting.
Their battle had only lasted for a single breath of time, but it was during this single breath of time that a change that no one had expected had occurred, one that had caught them off guard.
With one move, he actually injured, defeated, and defeated Su Jun, leaving a scar in his heart that could never be erased.
This was much more serious than the scar left on the body. If this scar could not be healed, then Su Jun's martial cultivation in this life would come to an end.
Not to mention continuing to improve, even if he wanted to maintain his current peak state and not regress, it would be impossible.
Six powerful essential Qis simultaneously rushed toward He Yiming, who had entered the center of the crowd. After seeing Su Jun's end, the other six people felt a fatal fear in their hearts at the same time. If it was said that they had no choice but to join forces because of the situation, then at this moment, they no longer had any other choice. They sincerely joined forces and brought out the peak combat power of the six of them without holding back.
Facing an expert who could defeat the Soviet Army in a single move, if they still held back, they would be courting death.
However, He Yiming, who was in the middle of the crowd's encirclement, staggered his feet, and his entire body twisted in a strange posture. He disappeared from everyone's eyes once again. Then, the sound of countless footsteps entered everyone's ears. At this moment, He Yiming seemed to have turned into thousands of incarnations, leaving his footprints everywhere in this space.
What kind of unbelievable speed was this? Even the six Xiantian experts were dumbfounded.
Although the power of their joint forces was strong, if they could not hit their target, then everything would be in vain.
In martial arts, the difference of a line was the difference of thousands of miles. As for He Yiming, he relied on his special physique to vividly interpret this sentence.
Under the siege of the crowd, he escaped from the encirclement with a strange body movement. With extreme speed, he returned to the periphery and surrounded the crowd. In the end, just like before, he appeared beside an old man like a ghost.
This old man was the one who had questioned He Yiming. When he saw the cold and disdainful smile that suddenly appeared in front of him, his heart sank. He tried his best to shout, but his body rapidly withered. This was the common problem of all wood attribute Xiantian cultivation methods. However, when the body became like the vines of an old tree, the strong defensive power was enough to make up for everything.
However, the cold smile on He Yiming's face did not change, and a strong metallic luster appeared on his hand again.
Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, the sixteenth form.
It was as if a sharp axe had split firewood, as if a long sword had pierced through a wooden stake, as if a large saber had cut through a wooden stick.
He Yiming's Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms condensed the power of the gold attribute into a point, and all the potential was stimulated to the extreme.
The old man let out a bone-piercing cold snort. After his body was sent flying for more than ten meters, he fell to the ground softly like Su Jun.
However, compared to Su Jun, his situation was more miserable. Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out from his mouth, and the light in his eyes began to fade.
In just a few breaths, his body was somewhat stiff, and his hands and feet were faintly cold. He fell into a coma.
He Yiming did not hold back at all in this palm. He stimulated the power of the 360 acupoints in his body as much as possible. Although it was not as terrifying as the power of the five elements, how could a Xiantian master, who was inferior to Su Jun, bear it?
The faces of the remaining five people finally became extremely frightened. It was the first time that He Yiming had forcefully injured Su Jun under the siege of everyone. It could be said that there was no tacit understanding between everyone. There were a few Innate Rankers who were not from the Tufan Country who still had selfish motives, so He Yiming took advantage of the loophole.
However, this time, the six of them absolutely went all out, but the final result was still the same.
This psychological blow to them was really unbearable.
It was unknown who shouted, but then, without caring about anything else, he leaped and fled into the distance. After the other four people were slightly startled, three of them also turned around and fled, leaving behind the last old man with a pale expression on his face.
Even He Yiming himself was stunned by this sudden change.
There were still five people on the other side. If they really worked together, then they might have the power to fight. However, he did not expect that these people would collapse so quickly.
He Yiming's eyes fell on the last person, and a funny feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He smiled coldly and said, "Why don't you go? Do you think you can stop me?"
The old man smiled sadly and said, "They are not from Tu Fan State, so they can naturally hide. However, as the National Master of Tu Fan State, how can I abandon my friends?"
He Yiming raised his eyebrows and immediately understood the reason.
Mao Lieguang also once said that among the eight Xiantian masters from Tu Fan State, there were also a few National Masters from Tu Fan State.
The relationship between these people was like the relationship between Tian Luo State and Kai Rong State. Although they belonged to the same region, everyone's thoughts were different. If the Xiantian masters of Tu Fan State were unlucky, not only would these people not avenge them, but they would also secretly laugh at them.
He Yiming nodded slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Bu Xingcong?"
The old man glanced at Su Jun and another old man, then stretched out a hand and pointed in a certain direction, saying, "He lives in the backyard, but I can't guarantee whether he is there at the moment."
Bu Xingcong was the Fourth Prince of Tu Fan State. If it was a normal time, the old man would naturally not reveal his whereabouts. However, it was different at this moment. They were facing He Yiming, an extremely powerful evil star. These Xiantian masters knew that if they continued to hide or obstruct this, he would definitely not show mercy.
Although the prince was honorable, the Xiantian masters were more important to a country. If they could exchange a prince's life for three Xiantian masters, then except for the prince, the rulers of any country would not hesitate to agree.
Therefore, although the old man had spoken the truth, Su Jun did not stop him and chose to tacitly agree.
He Yiming nodded and said, "Very well, sound the gong. Let's go …"
Hsieh Ming-chin responded excitedly and immediately ran up to He Yiming and followed him in the direction the old man had pointed.
It was not until He Yiming was far away that these people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The old man did not dare to be negligent and immediately went to treat another person. However, when he helped his companion up, his old face became even more unsightly.
Su Jun also went to their side. The two old men looked at each other and their hearts sank to the extreme.
A burst of anger surged in their hearts at the same time, but it was not directed at He Yiming, but at Bu Xingcong, the Fourth Prince.
This hedonistic young master had always been arrogant because of his identity. Now, for some reason, he had provoked a terrifying master like He Yiming.
A Xiantian Master, a good friend of many years, was about to fall in front of them. At the thought of this, their hearts became even more resentful.
Su Jun picked up the old man and said, "Let's go."
The two of them walked together, but they did not go in the direction of Fanghua Pavilion, but Mu Jintian's house.
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After the many Xiantian experts left, the onlookers in the distance burst into a dense buzz. They were all discussing the situation just now, and most of them had extreme excitement in their eyes.
Not only did they see a great battle between Xiantian experts, but it was also so exciting. In particular, He Yiming's strength was beyond the scope of their understanding.
He challenged seven experts of the same level with his strength alone. In the end, four of them fled, and two of the remaining three were injured. One of them was the most serious. Not only did he vomit three liters of blood, but he also fell into a coma and was on the verge of death. If he were to die because of this, it would be an even more sensational event.
Although they did not know why this battle had started, at this moment, their hearts were filled with excitement. They wanted to tell everyone they knew what they had seen.
Of course, in the hearts of the soldiers of Kairong Country, they could not wait for the Xiantian expert of Tufan Country to die.
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He Yiming pulled Hsieh Ming-chin with one hand, and they quickly came to the place pointed out by the old man.
At this moment, this place was already in chaos. In particular, within a unique and beautiful pavilion, there were many people running about at a loss. Perhaps even they themselves did not know what they were running about for.
Hsieh Ming-chin's gaze was patrolling here. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He pointed at a person and said, "Big Brother, it's this person. He's an accomplice. He injured all my guards. If not, sister-in-law wouldn't have been injured. "
He Yiming's eyes turned, and he immediately recognized this person.
The last time he came here, he had seen this person once. And this person was the only expert at the pinnacle of Houtian Realm Level Ten who followed behind Bu Xingcong!
He Yiming's eyes flashed with anger. That surging aura once again soared without restraint.
PS: There's one more chapter left, and it hasn't been edited. Strive to release it on time at 10 o 'clock. If you have monthly and recommendation tickets, don't hide them. White Crane urgently needs monthly votes …
Also, I casually said something yesterday. Damn …
I didn't expect the monthly votes to be so fierce today. It seems like He Yiming's appeal is obviously higher than White Crane's. White Crane is ashamed!
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