The dense and dark forest was as green as a pool of clear water.
The mountains were as black as jade, and the swaying forest released the scents of various plants.
Nonetheless, a life-or-death battle between a man and a beast was taking place somewhere in the beautiful forest.
This was a life-and-death battle, and there was no room for negotiation. The greed of humans was undoubtedly reflected at this moment. They, who stood at the top of the food chain, wanted to trample everything under their feet, even the powerful spirit beasts were no exception.
Nonetheless, hunting spirit beasts was unquestionably the most dangerous thing to do. Even a level-ten inner force expert could not guarantee that he could easily do it.
When the Golden-crowned Python retaliated in pain, He Wude's saber was sent flying into the sky, and it happened to fly in He Yiming's direction.
He Yiming, who had been paying attention to the battle between the man and the beast, clearly saw the Golden-crowned Python opening its mouth and chasing after his grandfather.
At this moment, He Yiming's mind was focused like never before. The blood in his body surged up, and he seemed to have suddenly reached a world that he could never imagine.
For some reason, he did not scream in vain like the other members of the He family. Instead, he exerted force with his legs and darted out like a nimble swallow.
His body twisted and turned in the air, and he had already arrived beside the large saber in the air. He stretched out his hand, and the large saber that weighed more than 150 kilograms fell lightly into his hand as if it was weightless.
His body didn't fall due to the weight of the large blade. Instead, with a flick of his wrist, he dissolved the power attached to the large blade and borrowed this power to fly to He Wude's side at an even faster speed.
His vision blurred as a giant snake's head flew toward him. He seemed to have smelled the disgusting fishy smell coming from the snake's mouth, and he even had the illusion that he was being locked on by a pair of small, emotionless eyes.
Nevertheless, he did not stop at all. Between the flashes of light and the tongues of fire, he gripped the center of the saber's handle tightly with both hands.
He held the saber vertically in front of his chest with both hands, one hand between his eyebrows, and the other hand was raised high above his head. The heavy weapon, which made He Wude famous in Taicang County in the past, was raised high.
The snow-white saber's blade was dazzling under the not-so-dazzling sunlight.
His powerful inner strength had reached the ninth level in an instant. At this time, he didn't even have the slightest thought of hiding his strength in his mind.
The ninth level of the Mixed Primordial Power, the ninth level of the Ripple, and the ninth level of the Blazing Fire Technique.
These three completely different and completely unrelated cultivation methods of different attributes were actually operating at the same time.
"Pow …"
Ou Yangming's clothes exploded, and it was as if there was a typhoon with him as the center.
His body, which was not considered tall, emitted a majestic aura.
It was like the high mountains that stood between the heavens and the earth after the creation of the world.
It was like the ancient God of War in the ancient legends, who swept the world, fought the heavens, the earth, and the people, and never bowed his head to any existence.
It was like the peerless Saint Emperor in the Mythological Era, who pointed to the heavens with one hand and the earth with the other, shouting to the heavens and the earth.
At this moment, He Yiming was no longer He Yiming when the three major ninth level inner force techniques were completely unleashed.
The tenth form of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms …
A bright light lit up on the saber's blade, with a trace of brilliance, a trace of fiery red, and a trace of azure blue, as it slashed toward the bloody mouth.
There was a loud bang, as if two huge meteorites had met in the air and completely exploded, spreading far and wide.
Within a radius of a few miles, all the creatures were violently shaken at this moment.
Those small animals fainted without a word, and those large and medium-sized animals clamped their tails and fled in the opposite direction of the sound.
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When the giant snake's mouth and the saber collided, time seemed to stop for a moment.
Then, the huge snake's head was sent flying high for the first time.
The snake's head flew higher and higher, higher and higher …
Even the snake's body left the ground. The giant python, which was as thick as a barrel, flew high into the sky as if it had grown wings. Eventually, its body, which was more than ten meters long, left the ground.
The branches, which were tall enough to cover the sky and cover the sun, were completely broken at this moment. Above this forest, there seemed to be a big hole in a straight line, allowing the glaring sunlight to shine through without any cover.
Everyone looked up, dumbfounded, as they looked at the golden-crowned python that was sent flying by the saber.
This behemoth broke countless branches in the air, and after flying for dozens of meters, it finally fell from mid-air.
There was another loud bang, and the giant python fell heavily into the fallen leaves on the ground. Its pointed tail seemed to be gently and unconsciously swaying, and then it stopped moving.
The entire forest seemed to have become completely silent at this moment. Even the noisiest birds in the forest had long disappeared without a trace.
As if by prior agreement, everyone's sluggish gazes turned around and focused on He Yiming's body.
At this moment, He Yiming was still holding the saber in his hand, and still maintained the posture of splitting Mount Hua.
But his feet had sunk deeply into the ground. The saber just now had already displayed the power of the tenth form of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms to the extreme. It could even be said that it was a performance beyond the level.
Even the creator of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, a Xiantian level combat skill, would never have imagined that someone would be able to unleash the power of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms to such an extent at the Ninth Stage of Internal Strength.
This kind of power was definitely beyond the limit that ordinary inner strength could achieve.
Slowly, He Yiming's body swayed slightly. He could no longer bear it. The meridians in his body suffered a huge and unbelievable impact, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His hands drooped down weakly, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
That inexplicable shocking blow had actually caused He Yiming to use up all the inner strength in his body in an instant.
This blow was the real blow with all his strength.
After this blow, even He Yiming couldn't bear the powerful impact of the meridians in his body and fainted.
A pair of calloused hands suddenly reached over and supported He Yiming, who was on the verge of collapsing.
"Quan Ming." The old man's voice was loud and full of anxiety. "Hurry up and heal your injuries."
He Quan Ming immediately woke up. His body moved, and he came to the old man's side. He stretched out a palm and placed it flat on the old man's back.
Among the second generation disciples, he was the only one who practiced the wood element cultivation method, which had a miraculous effect on healing internal injuries.
He Wude slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Idiot, heal Yiming."
He Quan Ming's face turned slightly red, and he immediately took his son's soft body. He Yiming's body unreservedly poured the wood element inner strength of the eighth layer into his body.
After a moment, He Quan Ming's face had an extremely strange expression.
At this time, the third generation disciples, including He Yitian, had already surrounded them. As for the Golden Crowned Python that looked absolutely dead, no one was interested in it anymore.
Seeing He Quan Ming's expression, everyone's heart sank. He Wude asked sternly, "What's wrong with Yiming?"
He Quan Ming quickly said, "Father, Yiming is fine. He's healing himself."
"Healing himself?"
Everyone looked at each other. They didn't seem to have heard that the gold element inner strength had the ability to heal himself.
He Quan Ming responded and said, "That's right. The inner strength in Yiming's body should be the water element cultivation method Ripple Technique. Although there's very little inner strength now, he's healing himself." He pondered for a moment and said decisively, "He should have used up all his inner strength, so he couldn't hold on and fainted. He'll wake up later."
He Wude and the others were relieved. He Quan Yi suddenly asked, "Just now, how did Yiming do it?"
Everyone was speechless. When they thought of the power of the blade just now, everyone's blood was boiling, but at the same time, they felt a chill in their hearts. If that blade had been aimed at them, then they wouldn't have had a chance to escape.
"That blade." He Wude said slowly, "That blade was created by Yiming condensing all his inner strength into one point in an instant. Combined with the Xiantian battle technique, he was able to unleash such power. It's just that I don't know how he did it. "
He Yiming's body suddenly moved. He finally woke up.
Everyone's gaze immediately fell on him. This time, even He Yitian's eyes didn't have the slightest bit of jealousy.
After witnessing that heaven-shaking saber strike, which even the old man could not execute, his mind was completely calm.
"Yiming, how do you feel?" He Quan Ming asked carefully.
He Yiming shook his head and looked inside himself. The inner strength that he had released was slowly recovering. Although it wasn't fast, it was extremely slow, but this feeling was definitely not wrong.
He wanted to raise his hand, but he realized that his hands and feet were numb and weak. Even his meridians were faintly burning. But luckily, the inner strength in his body was circulating and slowly healing. It didn't seem like there were any irreversible injuries left.
"Father, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."
Hearing He Yiming's words, He Wude and the others were slightly relieved.
"Where's the Golden Crowned Python? Is it dead? " He Yiming suddenly remembered the attack that seemed like it was possessed by a god. He couldn't help but ask about his opponent.
He Wude glanced in the direction of the motionless giant python and said, "Don't worry, it's already dead." He stood up and said, "Everyone, pack up and go back quickly. Quan Xin, Quan Ming, you guys are responsible for taking care of Yiming. Make a stretcher and don't let him get hurt again. "
The crowd roared in agreement and immediately dispersed. He Yiming, however, keenly felt that everyone's attitude towards him seemed to have undergone a subtle change again …
PS: Today, I took a look at the reward list. There's already a Sect Leader, Ah Wen, four Branch Leaders, and three Deacons ^ _ ^
In addition, there are also disciples, apprentices, and many friends who have given rewards to White Crane. Thank you very much …
For a book that had yet to be published, White Crane was already satisfied to have such a reward result. He remembered that the old book seemed to have written half of the book before the Sect Leader appeared.
Also, the brothers who used recommendation tickets to support White Crane every day. White Crane will never forget that it was your recommendation that allowed White Crane to reach this step.
White Crane will definitely work harder and repay you with more exciting chapters. Thank you …
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