The soft sword-light seemed to have no power at all, but it cut through the space at an incredibly fast speed and arrived in front of He Yiming's chest at lightning speed.
He Yiming felt a shadow in his heart at this moment, and the power of death engulfed his body in an instant. The terrifying feeling was like a paralyzing spell, causing him to be unable to move at all.
It was an eerie killing intent, which pierced He Yiming's heart like a needle, and directly shrouded him in fear.
He Yiming's face instantly turned as pale as Jiang Wenwu's.
He had never thought that there would be such a sharp and unstoppable sword in this world.
The erratic sword-light, coupled with the chilling intent that seemed to be able to stab a person to death, instantly caused him to fall into a hopeless situation with no way out.
Even when he came into contact with the dark green jade bottle, and even when he was attacked by Romiya's soundwave technique, he did not feel as close to death as he did at this moment.
Seeing that the ghostly sword was about to pierce his body, the skin on his chest even felt the cold intent from the tip of the sword.
Nevertheless, at this moment of life and death, He Yiming finally made his move.
Inside his dantian, it once again spun like a wheel, and a powerful force surged upward, spreading throughout his body faster than the sword-light.
His consciousness suddenly rose as if it had left his body and was watching everything below from the endless sky.
Following that, his chest caved in, and his body flew backward while sticking close to the ground as if it was being pulled by someone.
At the same time, he gently hooked his leg, and the dumbfounded Jiang Wenwu, who still did not know what was going on, instantly flew into the air to meet the sword-light.
This was his subconscious reaction. At this moment, as long as he could delay the sword-light, even if it was only for a moment, He Yiming would not hesitate to do it.
His reaction was obviously out of the sword-light's expectation.
In such a situation where he was almost certain, it was his first time failing.
However, the sword-light's owner's reaction was unimaginably fast. The sword-light suddenly exploded like a huge firecracker, exploding out of thin air.
Jiang Wenwu didn't even have the chance to scream before he turned into a rain of blood in the air, sprinkling down from the sky. Then, the sword light turned into a shooting star and chased after He Yiming's retreating body.
In an instant, the two of them started an unbelievable chase in the forest.
No matter how He Yiming dodged left and right, he was unable to shake off the pursuit of the sword light. The vital part of his chest was always enveloped by the sword light.
However, even though the person who was chasing was a strong-willed person, he was slightly shaken at this moment.
Even with his speed and the fact that he was chasing after He Yiming, he was unable to do anything to He Yiming. If He Yiming dodged this sword strike, or turned his back, then wouldn't he be left far behind in an instant?
At this moment, he thought angrily, 'Why didn't the old fella tell him that his Light-body Technique is so advanced?'
Nevertheless, he did not know that He Yiming's potential was only stimulated under the intense pressure of a life-and-death situation, and he could barely maintain such a terrifying speed. It would be wishful thinking if he were to use it during normal times.
In a flash, the two of them had circled around several times with the previous point as the center.
After circling around for a few times, they were inexplicably shocked. Finally, the person who attacked with the sword stopped and gave up the chase.
He Yiming had just breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately had goosebumps all over his body. His eyes widened in an instant, and they were filled with indescribable horror and disbelief.
After the person withdrew his sword, he did not escape. Instead, he turned around and attacked with his sword. The sword-light was aimed at the ignorant Yuan Lixun.
As soon as the person attacked, He Yiming immediately sensed that he was the person who had been following him and had been invisible all this while. Furthermore, the person was so powerful that he was definitely a powerhouse in One-Line-Heaven.
Faced with such a powerhouse, He Yiming dared not be careless at all. Nevertheless, he never expected that the person would attack Yuan Lixun, given his identity and strength. It was simply unimaginable.
At this moment, He Yiming's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. The essential Qi in his body surged wildly, and he suddenly opened his mouth and let out a thunderous roar, "Hiss …"
A strange power ripple was released from He Yiming's mouth. The ripple contained a mysterious power that came from a different system.
The person who wielded the sword could not help but pause for a moment. Nevertheless, he only paused for a moment before the sharp sword in his hand continued to stab forward.
Nevertheless, in the blink of an eye, He Yiming stomped his feet, and a huge pit appeared on the ground. He had already leaped out of the pit at a faster speed than before.
At this moment, He Yiming had already stimulated all the potential in his body. His movements were extremely fast, so fast that even he had never imagined it would be possible.
Nevertheless, the moment He Yiming was about to pass through the person, the longsword in the person's hand suddenly turned in the air and stabbed at him like a venomous snake. At the same time, the person raised his other hand high, and a black light and shadow drew a beautiful black line in the air. It was very conspicuous as it shot at Yuan Lixun's head.
He Yiming's eyes instantly congealed into a line. He almost immediately judged.
The person had made a premeditated move, and he had already grasped the person's lifeline.
At this moment, he could either block the lightning-fast sword or save the hidden weapon that was shot at Yuan Lixun. Between the two options, he could only choose one.
The person who wielded the sword was neither happy nor sad, and he was not ashamed of what he had done at all.
Using the weaknesses of other people's relatives and friends to assassinate them was his old profession, and it was also his way of doing things. It was precisely because of his style that all his enemies would feel an incomparable headache. As long as there was a trace of possibility, no one would be willing to be his enemy. It was the same even for opponents who were superior to him in terms of martial arts cultivation.
When the person wielded the sword, he saw the fear in He Yiming's eyes. The person who wielded the sword became faster, and he vaguely felt that the assassination was going to succeed.
He felt as if he was about to experience the boundless pleasure of seeing an expert fall under his sword once again.
However, before the pleasure in his heart could fully erupt, his expression changed.
Because his sword had missed. He could clearly feel that the tip of the sword had touched He Yiming's skin, but at that moment, He Yiming disappeared …
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At the moment when the person wielding the sword attacked He Yiming and Yuan Lixun at the same time, He Yiming's extremely high spirit seemed to have a further breakthrough due to anger, worry, fear and other emotions.
At that moment, he clearly felt it.
There was a slight flow of wind around him. In a trance, he seemed to have become the wind here, and a feeling of being completely integrated with the wind suddenly burst out in his heart.
His body seemed to be pulled by the wind, drawing a strange arc in the air, and in the person's blind spot, flew to Yuan Lixun's side at an indescribable speed and angle. He stretched out his hand and flicked away the black line in the air.
At that moment, He Yiming seemed to have really experienced the feeling of flying.
He seemed to have really become the omnipresent wind, and "flew" from where he was to Yuan Lixun's side in an instant.
But it was only for a moment, and then He Yiming's mental state withdrew from that strange feeling.
The person wielding the sword suddenly stopped, and his gaze was as cold as the night, tightly locked onto He Yiming.
And He Yiming was the same, but there was a trace of confusion, a trace of understanding, and a trace of joy in his eyes.
Although the scene just now could not be immediately reproduced, but it had already made him faintly feel a hint of something. He had strong confidence that as long as he was given enough time, he would be able to display the speed of the wind, which was almost beyond the limits of the human body.
The sinister voice slowly rang out, "How did you do it?"
He Yiming sneered, and instead of answering, he asked, "Who are you?"
The person snorted, "Sima Yin, someone asked me to take your life." He shook his wrist, and the snake-like sword light instantly disappeared, "Tell me, how did you do it, and I will let go."
He Yiming snorted angrily, "Sima Yin, do you think you can still leave alive?"
Ever since he started his career, he had never suffered such a big loss. Even Yuan Lixun had almost fallen into his trap, and under such circumstances, he was naturally unwilling to let it go.
Sima Yin chuckled and said, "I admit that your movement technique is indeed better than mine. But in this world, just because your movement technique is better doesn't mean that you can keep me here." As he said this, his body suddenly swayed a little.
He Yiming waited with rapt attention, but in the next moment, he discovered that Sima Yin, who was standing on the same spot, had suddenly disappeared.
He Yiming's ears slowly trembled, and with one hand holding Yuan Lixun, his other hand stroked the large glaive on his back. But after hesitating for a moment, he finally took it out.
This was his final trump card, and he would definitely not use it until the moment the outcome was revealed.
Suddenly, He Yiming shouted, and kicked to the side.
There was originally a patch of lush green weeds, but after He Yiming kicked, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and it was Sima Yin who had just disappeared.
He Yiming took a deep breath, and recalled some of the contents he had read in the Heng Mountain's library, and said in a low voice, "Camouflage?"
Sima Yin's cold, emotionless laughter rang out, "That's right, it's a camouflage." After he appeared, he did not continue to attack, but said, "You have to take care of the woman beside you, so you can't fight me at all. If you agree to my conditions, I will turn around and leave, and ignore the grudges between you two. But if you don't agree, then you have to be careful at all times. I will attack you and your woman at any time, any place, and by hook or by crook. "
He Yiming's expression changed slightly, if it was a fair fight, he would not be afraid of anyone, but the other party actually used such a shameless method, he was really at his wit's end.
As if seeing He Yiming's hesitation, Sima Yin continued, "I am traveling the world alone, and you not only have the woman beside you, but also the He Family Village in Taicang County, and the Heng Mountain branch. I can't kill you, I can't kill Yu Jinglei, but can't I kill the others? "
He Yiming half closed his eyes, and in his heart, he already hated this One-Line Heaven expert to the bone, but at the same time, he was also complaining incessantly.
However, to be honest, even he himself wanted to know how he did that incredible movement technique just now.
Unfortunately, that feeling was too strange, and even he only had a vague impression of it, and it was difficult to explain. But even if he told the truth, this person would definitely not believe him.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he looked down, suddenly thinking of something.
"I can tell you." He Yiming said expressionlessly, "But you must also tell me who sent you to kill me."
When Sima Yin attacked, it was full of fierce killing intent, and no one would believe that he did not want to kill.
After pondering for a while, Sima Yin shook his head and said, "I can't kill you, and I've already let you down. No matter what, I can't tell you his name."
He Yiming was extremely depressed in his heart, but he heard a little inkling. The person who sent him must have a grudge against him. But no matter how much he thought about it, he could not think of who had the ability to invite a One-Line Heaven expert to kill him.
He Yiming snorted and said, "After I tell you, will you really stay out of it?"
Sima Yin said solemnly, "I, Sima Yin, am a man of my words. Since I've promised you something, I will definitely do it to the best of my ability. If I can't kill you, it's because I'm not strong enough. But if I don't deal with your relatives and friends, it's naturally within the scope of my promise. "
"Okay." He Yiming gritted his teeth and took out a dark green bottle from his bosom. He casually tossed the bottle, and it immediately flew between the two of them. It was as if there was a hand holding it, and it landed steadily on the ground.
"This bottle contains Ethereal Water, and after consuming about ten drops, a Xiantian expert will be able to feel the Ethereal Qi of the outside world. At that time, their body will be as light as a swallow, and they will be able to grasp the trajectory of the wind. But if you want to reach my speed just now, you'll need several years of hard work. It's impossible to achieve it overnight. "
Sima Yin looked suspiciously at the bottle on the ground, and his eyes were filled with doubt, "Ethereal Water? What's that? "
He Yiming snorted coldly, "This is a treasure from a hidden place, and there's only one bottle in the entire northwest region. You can only have ten drops at most."
Although Sima Yin was experienced and knowledgeable, he had never heard of this dark green jade bottle. But with his eyesight, he could see that this thing was definitely a rare treasure. Especially when he stared at the liquid in the bottle, it gave him an impulse to be fascinated, and he could not help but believe it.
After all, there were so many rare treasures in the world, and even he could not identify all of them. This kind of unheard of treasure was perhaps the biggest mystery behind He Yiming's inhuman movement technique.
He carefully took a few steps forward to the side of the jade bottle. He Yiming still had his hands behind his back, as if he was disdainful of Sima Yin's caution.
At this point, Sima Yin was slightly relieved. Although He Yiming's movement technique was terrifying, but with Yuan Lixun as a burden, Sima Yin had already calculated that unless He Yiming wanted to fight to the death, it was absolutely impossible for him to take the risk.
Nevertheless, when the tip of his sword jumped and lifted the jade bottle into the air, He Yiming's eyes suddenly shone brightly, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
Sima Yin's heart tightened, and he immediately focused all his attention on He Yiming.
This young expert with inconceivable speed had already made him extremely fearful. He no longer had the time to be distracted, but his other hand subconsciously caught the dark green jade bottle.
Suddenly, an extremely strong chill spread from the palm of his hand.
This chilling aura was so aggressive that it seemed like it could topple mountains and overturn seas. It simply didn't allow him to have any strength to resist before it suddenly attacked him.
His fingers, palm, and even his entire arm changed color in an instant, and a white frost condensed on his skin like goosebumps.
At this point, he finally understood that this jade bottle was not some Ethereal Water at all, but some unknown item with an incomparably strange cold effect.
His heart sank, but as a powerhouse in One-Line-Heaven, he was not willing to be captured without a fight.
A cold snort came from his mouth, and an extremely powerful Xiantian Real Qi surged up like a spring.
When all of his Real Qi resisted the chill in his arm, the bone-chilling chill seemed to have stopped spreading. But when he wanted to throw away the jade bottle in his hand, he sadly found that the jade bottle was tightly stuck to his palm. No matter how much Real Qi he exhaled, he could not get rid of it.
Sima Yin's eyes flashed with an ominous light, and he waved the sword in his right hand without thinking. After a flash of light, his left arm was cut off at the shoulder, but there was not a trace of blood flowing out from the place where it was cut off. Moreover, the arm that fell off was as hard as iron, but it was frozen to this state in an instant. From this, it could be seen that the liquid in the jade bottle was extremely cold.
After that, Sima Yin's body started to sway again. It was as if the injury on his arm had never happened to him, and his body disappeared from He Yiming and Yuan Lixun's sight once again.
Yuan Lixun was dumbfounded as she looked at all of this. She did not even have time to react, and all of this had already happened and ended.
In a battle of this level, it would be wishful thinking to rely on the help of a Houtian Stage Seven Internal Strength cultivator.
He Yiming's complexion changed slightly. The chill in the dark green jade bottle could make the powerhouses of Hundred Scattering Heaven powerhouses powerless, but the powerhouses of One-Line-Heaven were different. After all, they could still escape after self-mutilating their bodies. This was really beyond his expectations.
His ears moved slightly, and He Yiming had already rushed out like lightning. He put away the dark green jade bottle, and then flew in a certain direction.
Only his voice was left echoing in this place:
"Wait for me to come back … …"
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