The cold wind was like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board and viewing all living things as fish. Thousands of miles of flying snow, using the vault of heaven as a furnace, melting all things into silver.
When the winter wind blew through this vast forest, He Yiming also turned into the wind, drifting here.
However, wherever he went, there would be a storm of blood and carnage.
In the distance, a figure was madly running through the forest. Although he was already panting, he did not dare to stop in the slightest.
As a member of the Wolf Totem Clan, they had tenacity and endurance that others could not hope to match. Although his body was exhausted to the extreme, he still worked hard and ran tirelessly.
As long as there was a trace of power in his body, he would never give up.
However, a gust of wind suddenly blew over.
In a trance, he seemed to feel that this wind was somewhat different from the previous wind. However, he could not determine what was different in an instant.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him. The appearance of the black shadow was so sudden that he had no idea where it came from.
His heart trembled, and he vaguely felt a bone-piercing chill. Could it be that his luck was so bad, that the mysterious assassin was in this direction?
However, in the next moment, he rejected this idea, because he had been running non-stop for more than half a day. Not only that, he also made two turns midway, and used his greatest ability to set up a few misdirection formations. He had firm confidence that as long as he did not run into the mysterious assassin, his chances of escaping alive would be the greatest.
Now that more than half a day had passed, his confidence grew stronger. Even if the great emissary Suo Ge personally chased after him, he would not be able to find his whereabouts so easily.
However, just when he firmly believed that he had escaped the range of the mysterious assassin, he suddenly discovered that the black shadow that had just drifted past had stopped.
Just like that, it steadily stopped in the path he had to pass through.
His face that had turned red from running too much instantly became as white as the snow in the forest …
At this moment, there was only one person who could still come here and block his path.
He Yiming turned around and looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man.
When the man saw He Yiming's face clearly, he couldn't help but scream, "Impossible, how could it be you …"
When these totem clansmen came to Hengshan, they had all seen He Yiming's face. They also knew that he was a super master who cultivated the five elements. However, the mysterious assassin who launched the sneak attack was clearly a Da Shen assassin who was proficient in the art of assassination. He Yiming's cultivation method was completely different from his. Therefore, from the beginning to the end, no one suspected him.
He Yiming had a cold expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and stabbed out with his sword.
There was no technique behind this sword. It was just fast. In an instant, it was extremely fast.
That person still wanted to say something, but he felt a sharp pain in his throat. He immediately flipped over and fell to the ground. His body twitched twice before he stopped moving. As he was dying, he seemed to hear a light, faintly discernible voice.
"It's the fifty-second one. “
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In the jungle, some barren crypts could often be seen.
Some of these crypts were covered with fallen leaves, and some were covered with floating soil. It seemed that as long as one stepped on it, one would fall into it.
At this time, a wolf totem clansman was hiding in a cave. Above his head, there was a boundless amount of silt that enveloped his entire body.
He closed his eyes and lay there quietly. Although the surrounding environment was so bad, but looking at his expression, he seemed to be enjoying himself.
It had been a whole day since he left that place. After successfully escaping for half a day, he got into this mud-covered crypt.
He had brought enough dry food and water with him. With the wolf totem clan's ability to endure hunger, he could hide here for a month.
And that was exactly what he planned to do. He would go out after a month. At that time, no matter who won or lost, the dust would have settled.
However, just as he was lying in place drowsily, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then a black light flashed. He felt a pain in his chest, as if something had pierced through it.
He roared, and all the strength in his body broke out at the moment before he died. He leaped up from the mud.
With a plop, he fell heavily to the ground. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the familiar face in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.
He opened his mouth, like a goldfish out of the water, and murmured, "You, how did you find out, my..."
He Yiming's face was expressionless. Beside him, another figure appeared. It was 108.
The mysterious man stretched out a foot. On his shoe, there was a gap the size of a grain of rice.
The wolf totem clansman, who had a sword in his chest and was on the verge of death, suddenly widened his eyes. He had discovered something unimaginable.
In front of his eyes, a stream of silver liquid was flowing forward quickly. This stream of liquid flowed to 108's foot, and then merged into it.
At the same time, the grain-sized gap on 108's shoe had been inexplicably repaired.
The wolf totem clansman opened his mouth wide. He seemed to have understood something. His eyes were filled with extreme fear. At the last moment of his life, the word that came out of his mouth was, "Ghost..."
He Yiming retracted his gaze from his body and said coldly, "Seventy-six. All the escapees are here."
108 nodded slightly. Although he did not personally take action, the specific location of these people was provided by him. If not, even if He Yiming was divided into two, it would be impossible to kill all seventy-two escapees in one day.
"These people are innocent." 108 suddenly said.
He Yiming's body stiffened. However, it was only for a moment before he returned to normal. He turned around and said, "Since they came to Hengshan, they are not innocent."
108 followed behind him and slowly said, "You've changed."
"Yes, I've changed."
"You don't regret it?"
He Yiming's footsteps stopped. His eyes were filled with raging anger.
"Of course I regret it... I regret that when this pack of wolf cubs first came to Hengshan, I didn't use the glaive... It was me who gave them the opportunity to counterattack. If I had beheaded Suo Ge a step earlier, how could Brother Shui have died?" His voice was filled with remorse, "So the purpose of eliminating evil is to eliminate all the people who want to kill you as soon as possible. Turning enemies into friends, leaving people with a chance to live, they are all seeking their own deaths. "
Although his voice was filled with hatred, he desperately suppressed his voice. Even if the snow around him was flying, it did not spread far away.
"The totem clan, you no longer have any misgivings?" 108 suddenly asked.
He Yiming was startled for a moment, then said, "Anyone who wants to kill you, no matter how great the power behind them is, cannot be tolerated." He took a deep breath, as if making an oath, and said heavily, "I don't want to do anything that I will regret."
108's eyes flickered, and no longer spoke.
He Yiming let out a long breath, and said, "There are ten more, then we can go back."
108 looked at him indifferently, and said, "These last ten, are you confident?"
"If it wasn't for you, of course I wouldn't have succeeded." He Yiming laughed, "I want you to help me do something..."
"I have already helped you a lot."
"This is the last time." He Yiming lowered his voice, and said, "This is really the last time..."
108 looked at him silently. After an unknown amount of time, his head imperceptibly nodded.
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On top of a mountain, 108's eyes flickered with a strong light.
In his eyes, his vision was automatically adjusting. After a moment, he said softly, "Found it."
He Yiming stood beside him, and his eyes were fixed on 108's eyes. In those gem-like eyes, there were actually a few figures.
With just a glance, He Yiming could already tell that these people were the remaining eight totem envoys.
The eight of them walked side by side, carefully walking in the forest. Looking at them, they were not eight totem envoys equivalent to the Xiantian realm. They were simply eight Houtian Realm Level Five cultivators who lacked confidence and entered the forest for the first time.
They walked very slowly and carefully, and they did not let go of any suspicious places that appeared in front of them.
The death of two companions of the same level had already rung an alarm bell for them. That mysterious and powerful assassin had already made their hearts as taut as a bowstring, and they did not dare to relax in the slightest.
108's eyes moved slowly, and very quickly, a man and a wolf appeared in his eyes.
When He Yiming saw the man and the wolf clearly, his eyes suddenly revealed an unconcealable strong killing intent.
108's eyes continued to move, and in a moment, a lonely, short figure appeared there.
He Yiming's eyes suddenly narrowed. When he saw the person he hated the most, his heart calmed down.
"One mile away." 108 said slowly, "No matter who you sneak attack, you only have ten chances."
"Ten chances?" He Yiming laughed and said, "One chance is enough." He turned his head and said, "108, my life is in your hands. You must not let me down …"
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Walking in the snowy jungle, and in a situation where one's life could be threatened at any time, no one would find it very interesting.
Ha Lin and the others walked through the snow, and Suo Ge and the Red Wolf King also walked slowly after a quarter of an hour.
However, not long after they left, a big tree inexplicably appeared in the jungle. It appeared so abruptly, but the position it appeared in was so clever that it did not seem to affect the surrounding environment.
A moment later, a short figure came over.
Although his body was only the size of a child, his face was already that of a genuine old man. A strange long snake as thick as a bamboo chopstick was wrapped around his body.
Just as the old man was getting closer, he suddenly stopped.
Under his old face, there was a hint of surprise. As an assassin hidden in the dark, his sense of danger was far more sensitive than others.
The first time He Yiming carried out a surprise attack at night, he was also the first to discover it.
Perhaps his martial strength and speed weren't as outstanding as Suo Ge's, but his killing methods were absolutely not inferior in any way.
However, at this moment, he felt an extremely dangerous chill.
He had felt this feeling many times before. Decades ago, after receiving the approval of the Stone King, one man and one snake participated in a death ceremony in the Holy Land. After surviving that extremely dangerous environment, he not only broke through the limit and became a great messenger of the tribe, but the Stone King also gained a powerful mutation ability and became his best helper.
At that time, the reason why he was able to avoid danger and finally complete the ceremony was because of his magical ability to sense danger.
Now, when such a strong sense of danger appeared again, his heart was in his mouth.
The Stone King on his body also seemed to feel the danger. The snake's head, which was originally curled up, was raised high. The triangular snake head lay on top of his head, as if it would suddenly attack at any time.
He gently brushed his hand against his waist, and a blue dagger appeared in his hand.
The dagger was very short, and looked a bit ridiculous. However, with his body, martial skills, and the strange snake on his body, this dagger was the best weapon tailor-made for him.
What was different from the other experts was that even when he went all out, his aura did not seem strong. He gave off the feeling that he was like a bubble floating in the water that could disappear at any time.
His eyes wandered around, taking in everything in.
Vaguely, he seemed to have discovered that something was not quite right. However, even with his experience, he was unable to find the illogical point in an instant.
Just as his eyebrows furrowed more and more, he suddenly heard a subtle sound.
This sound was like a fuse that ignited an explosive, causing his body to enter a state of extreme excitement.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately saw where this strange sound came from …
A big tree, a big tree shrouded in white snow like the surrounding big trees, suddenly changed color in an instant.
The snow-white color faded and turned into a metallic color. What was even more incredible was that the big tree came to life.
He turned into a person in the next moment, a living … person.
The Snake Man and the strange snake on his body both held their breath at this moment. Their action was completely subconscious.
Anyone who suddenly saw this scene would most likely have such a reaction.
Just as the man and the snake were filled with a chill in their hearts, feeling as if they had seen a ghost, they suddenly saw the man dodge to the side.
Behind him, there was a man holding a long weapon high.
Then, they felt a murderous aura, a huge murderous aura that had spread to the extreme at some point in time.
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When 108 turned into a human and dodged the space in an instant, He Yiming, who was holding a large glaive, was suddenly revealed.
At this time, He Yiming had put away the wind shoes and the cross sword. In his hand was the huge and terrifying glaive.
In his body, all the essential qi was flowing without reservation, starting from the water system, then the wood system, the fire system, the earth system, and finally turned into the invincible gold system essential qi.
When he was hiding in the body of the one hundred and eight, he had already begun to condense his Genuine Qi. Now that the conditions were right, he had naturally reached the strongest realm.
In just a breath, He Yiming had stimulated all the essential qi in his body, and the glaive that was held high above his head exuded endless majesty.
Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, the twenty-second form …
The Snake Man's face suddenly changed. The moment the pressure of this form rose, he had decided that he could not take it head-on no matter what.
The strange snake King Stone, who was entangled with him, immediately understood his meaning, and seemed to want to drag the Snake Man into the ground.
However, at this moment, the movements of the man and the snake suddenly stopped.
They could clearly feel that the air around them seemed to have solidified. It was as if there was a huge invisible hand that was holding them firmly in place.
At this moment, whether they wanted to fly or go underground, they seemed to have lost the ability to do so.
The Snake Man's face changed greatly, and he immediately understood that this was the invisible force.
When he sensed the confinement force around him, a feeling of extreme horror suddenly arose in his heart. He suddenly understood why this person dared to persevere in the face of so many totem envoys. It turned out that he was such a strong man.
In the totem clan, only the strong at the Saint level could use the power of the invisible force.
This person turned out to be a super strong man at the Saint level.
However, since this person had such powerful strength, he could come in openly and kill them all. Why did he have to be so sneaky?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. At this point, he really saw the face of the person in front of him.
His eyes abruptly widened in shock …
He Yiming turned out to be He Yiming. He Yiming had fought with them at the foot of Hengshan and escaped the final fatal blow.
Before seeing the other person's face, no matter how much he guessed, he would never have thought that this person was He Yiming.
That strange assassination method had nothing to do with He Yiming's Five Elements Genuine Qi.
However, the face of the person in front of him told him an unimaginable truth.
The Snake Man's heart was filled with disbelief. He looked at He Yiming, but he could not figure out how this young man, who could only condense half a flower at most, could display such an incredible blade.
The huge blade instantly cut through the space and arrived above his head as if it was flying.
The distance between the two seemed to have been completely crossed by him in a single step.
The panic in the Snake Man's eyes had been completely thrown away, and the words that Suo Ge had once said flashed through his mind.
If this person did not die, the totem clan would never have a day of peace.
He vaguely understood the real reason why Suo Ge wanted to kill this person at all costs.
Just as the blade light was about to descend, the strange snake king on his body let out a deep and hoarse hiss. Its body left the Snake Man, and like a long whip, rolled towards the large glaive.
It actually wanted to use its tough body to resist the glaive.
The Snake Man's heart dripped blood. He bit his tongue, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The Genuine Qi in his body surged, and he finally broke free from the shackles of the pressure. He gave up his life and charged forward. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten about death. Not only did he not take any defensive stance, he let out a shrill cry. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger left his hand and shot upwards from an extremely strange angle.
His face was ferocious and terrifying. Combined with the triangular snake head on his head, he was like a ghost or a demon, like a malicious spirit that had escaped from the depths of hell.
However, golden light flickered above their heads as the glaive whistled through the air like sunlight.
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