After the 2 Long-armed Raccoons came down, they did not pounce on the humans right away. Instead, they slowly walked in circles outside. They seemed to be teasing the humans, but they also seemed to be curious as to how the humans could see through their premeditated pincer attack.
They were not the same as humans. While they were highly intelligent, they also had sharp senses. In their senses, the man with the glaive in his hand seemed to give them a very terrifying feeling. In comparison, while there were many other humans, they did not think highly of them.
The Long-armed Raccoon Dog at the back slowly opened its mouth. The strange spirit beast, which was almost the same size as a baboon, extended its upper limbs, which were much longer than its body, and suddenly jumped onto a branch that was as thick as an arm. It hovered in the air and looked at the humans in front of it.
At that moment, the Long-armed Raccoon Dog's eyes were filled with a snow-white color as if a light had streaked across the sky.
Its intelligence and instincts as a spirit beast made it sense danger. It quickly let go of its big hands, curled up its body, and retreated. At the same time, it recklessly hammered forward with its two arms.
In a single leap, He Yiming's figure had already arrived above the head of this spirit beast. The large glaive in his hand turned into a ball of light and heavily chopped on the arm of the long-armed raccoon beast.
It was not a unique lost art, nor was it a peerless blade technique. It was only an illusion that was produced when He Yiming swung his glaive at an extremely fast speed.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
A series of violent sounds were continuously heard. It was as if metal and stone were hitting each other, and it shook everyone's eardrums to the point that they faintly hurt.
All of a sudden, the Long-armed Raccoon Dog shrieked and flew backward. After the series of fierce collisions, the first one that could not hold on was not He Yiming, but the majestic spirit beast that seemed to treat the humans in front of it as weeds.
He Yiming laughed out loud. His laughter contained an indescribable refreshing feeling. Along with this laughter, his footsteps didn't stop. He actually chased after the retreating Longhorn Raccoon. At the same time, he waved his arms, and the large glaive rolled as if it was flying, tightly trapping the Longhorn Raccoon in a straight line.
Xie Nuanyi and the others widened their eyes. If this did not happen in front of them, they would not have believed it even if they were dead.
There was nothing special about He Yiming's saber technique. Anyone here could easily wield a saber to this extent.
Needless to say, they did not know the glaive's true weight. If they knew that the glaive weighed as much as 360 kilograms, even Xie Nuanyi would not think that way.
Nevertheless, even though they did not know the glaive's weight, they knew one thing — He Yiming was able to force the spirit beast to retreat step by step, and it even cried out in pain. Hence, they could not help but wonder how much power was contained in the glaive.
Apart from being innate divine power, the young fellow's inner force had clearly reached an unbelievable level.
All of a sudden, a thought flashed in everyone's minds.
Level 10 — only an expert at the peak of level 10 of inner force combined with innate divine power could do that.
Xie Nuanyi's vision blurred, and he shouted, "Be careful."
Before his voice died away, he had already dashed out and arrived in front of a few servants. He waved his hand, and a nimble soft sword appeared out of thin air. Despite that, the soft sword straightened in an instant after Xie Nuanyi channeled his inner force into it, and it even made a clear buzzing sound.
The soft sword stabbed at the long-armed raccoon, which was pouncing at him, like a poisonous snake. Xie Nuanyi did not have innate divine power like He Yiming did, nor did he have the glaive, which could not be found anywhere else in the Fire Crow Kingdom. Thus, he dared not fight the long-armed raccoon head-on. Instead, he skillfully shook his wrist and stabbed at the spirit beast's eyes.
Although spirit beasts were ferocious beasts, their eyes were one of the weaknesses of most creatures. The long-armed raccoon dared not let the soft sword stab into it. It waved its long arm and brought about a loud sound. It opened its palm and wanted to grab the sword.
Xie Nuanyi spent half of his life on the soft sword, so how could he let it fall so easily? His wrist was as steady as Mount Tai, but the inner force inside the sword suddenly weakened. The tip of the soft sword, which was initially straight, instantly drooped down.
The long-armed raccoon missed its target, so the tip of the sword extended again like a poisonous snake opening its fangs to stab at the spirit beast's eyes again.
The spirit beast was furious. It blocked its eyes with one hand and waved its other arm in front of it like a long stick. It wanted to kill the cunning human in front of it on the spot.
However, Xie Nuanyi was a martial artist. His feet moved in a set of strange steps, and his entire body was immersed in a strange state. Just like that, he moved forward and backward around the long-armed raccoon. The soft sword in his hand never left the spirit beast's eyes, ears, and other fragile organs.
As for the long-armed raccoon's body, Xie Nuanyi did not even want to touch it. He was even more fearful of the spirit beast's long arms and dared not provoke them at all.
Just like that, he moved around the long-armed raccoon at lightning speed. Although it looked dangerous, he should be able to protect himself for a short period of time.
Hsieh Ming-chin had a grave look on his face as he uttered softly, "Form a formation to protect yourself."
As soon as he said that, the attendants took a few steps back and stood around Hsieh Ming-chin. They maintained an ingenious distance between them. It was a formation that the Xie family's core attendants had learned since they were young to face high-rank cultivators.
Once the formation was successfully formed, the 8 of them could even resist a cultivator at the ninth level of inner force for some time.
That said, they knew very well that a spirit beast's power could not be resisted by a cultivator at the ninth level. If the spirit beast was free to attack, their formation would not be able to resist at all. Nevertheless, forming a formation at the moment was a good way to comfort themselves.
As for helping Xie Nuanyi, although the other attendants had the same idea, they knew that if they interfered, they would not be helping but causing trouble for the Second Elder.
A fight of this level was not something they could interfere with.
The shrill screams of the long-armed raccoon continued to be heard from afar. Looking at the scene, Xie Nuanyi had used all her strength to barely hold the long-armed raccoon back. Their faces turned pale. Who was this young man that they had encountered in the forest?
The few attendants who disliked him and wanted to take him down turned pale. They were glad that they didn't act rashly. Otherwise, they wouldn't have met these two Spirit Beasts today. Even this young man would be able to keep all of them here.
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He Yiming waved the large glaive in his hand like a storm. Other than a straight path of retreat, he did not give the long-armed raccoon any other possibility of escape.
At that moment, he felt extremely comfortable. The inner force in his body churned endlessly as if it would burst out of his body at any time.
Of course, this did not mean that he was going to self-destruct, but that there was a faint magical connection with the outside world. That was why he felt this way. He even felt that if this situation continued, he would not need to consume the Golden Elixir refined from the five-hundred-year-old spirit beast Neidan to successfully advance to the Connate Stage.
He Yiming had been suppressing his strength all the time in Taicang County because in his heart, he did not want his grandfather and father to know his true strength.
This was because his strength had advanced too quickly. It was so fast that even he himself could not believe it. If he were to tell the truth, perhaps he would really be regarded as a demon. Even if he could get everyone's understanding, it seemed that this could not be explained by talent.
If the adventure at the bottom of the lake was exposed, then the future development would definitely be out of his control.
Therefore, as long as he was in the He Family Village, as long as he was in Taicang County, he could not help but hide his true strength. After two years, it had become an instinct. Although he did well, it formed a huge shadow in his heart that he could not get rid of.
It was like a heavy shackle that was pressing down on him, causing him to gradually be unable to breathe.
Nevertheless, in the past three months, he entered a dense forest that was rarely visited by people. Every day, he ate and slept in the open, and every day, he walked in the forest. He accompanied the wild beasts, used the sky as his blanket, and used the ground as his bed. Just like that, he spent three months in nature without any worries.
During these three months, his state of mind was extremely happy. Whether it was his body or his spirit, there was no longer any oppression.
Especially his spirit, it was as if it had been cleansed by nature, causing his spirit to become crystal clear as if it was untainted by even a speck of dust.
The shadow that had been pressing on his spirit for two years was completely swept away.
This was the exact reason He Yiming let go of his spirit and spoke freely to Xie Nuanyi and the others in an unfamiliar place in the Fire Crow Kingdom, which was thousands of kilometers away from the Tian Luo Kingdom. Moreover, he did not hide his true strength when he faced the spirit beast.
There was no need for him to hide anything here, nor was there a need for him to do so.
He Yiming's eyes shone brightly. His face was filled with extreme excitement and a trace of madness.
In the beginning, he only relied on brute force without any pattern when he waved his saber, but now, he had a bit of fist intent.
Just like the Rolling Stone Fist, the saber flew like a huge boulder, constantly maintaining a huge pressure on the Spirit Beast. It was as if there was no end to it.
He had never thought of incorporating the moves of the Rolling Stone Fist into his saber technique. However, today, he had somehow managed to do it so naturally.
It was as if he was born to use the glaive and had practiced the Rolling Stone Saber Technique his whole life, where he completely integrated the fist technique's true essence into his glaive.
This was fist intent, not a fist technique, but the most essential part of the fist technique.
If He Wude and the others who were familiar with him saw this, they would be shocked by his performance.
"Haha, haha, hahaha …"
He Yiming laughed heartily. His glaive became faster and faster, causing whistles in the air that sounded like the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves.
The specialty of the Rolling Stone Fist was that the longer it was used, the more power it would accumulate. As long as it was used against an evenly matched opponent, and one could ensure that this set of fist techniques could be continuously used, then the final victory would definitely be the Rolling Stone Fist.
Needless to say, if one was forcefully interrupted in the middle of performing the fist technique, or if the Rolling Stone Fist's momentum could not be accumulated, it would be a different story.
However, the long-armed raccoon obviously didn't have the ability to do so. While it was constantly retreating, it was frightened by the huge glaive in front of it. At this moment, it suddenly realized that the glaive's shadow seemed to be everywhere. Even the place where it wanted to retreat was blocked by the flowing light of the glaive.
No matter which direction it tried to go, it was faced with the giant light screen. Once its indestructible arms, which were as tough as steel bones, came into contact with the light screen, it felt as if it was being hit by countless giant hammers, and the pain penetrated its bone marrow. Nevertheless, it could not not resist either. Occasionally, the saber-lights would pierce through the protection of its arms and hit its body.
At that time, the powerful internal energy contained in the saber-lights would be like a steel hammer hitting an iron rod, and it would shake the raccoon until it saw stars. Even its movements seemed to have slowed down a lot.
In its memory, this was the first time it felt such a strong sense of death. It was as if the Grim Reaper was right in front of it, waiting for it to die. It did not dare to have any hope in its heart.
Suddenly, the long-armed raccoon raised its head high and let out a series of indescribable mournful cries. This long cry quickly spread out, and when the surrounding creatures heard this long cry, they immediately fled into the distance.
At that moment, the long-armed raccoon that was entangled with Xie Nuanyi also raised its head and let out a similar mournful cry.
Then, it raised its hands in front of its eyes and rushed out, running in the direction He Yiming had chased after.
Xie Nuanyi didn't stop until it was out of sight. At that moment, there were two long tears on his clothes, which were left behind because of a moment of greed when he was entangled with the long-armed raccoon. Fortunately, he was cautious by nature and did not completely lose his guard and advance rashly. Otherwise, it would not be his clothes that were injured, but his body.
Against this kind of spiritual beast, fancy swordsmanship alone was not very effective. On the contrary, He Yiming's unbelievably powerful glaive was more effective. However, if one wanted to use a glaive to the extent that even a spirit beast could not resist it, not everyone could do it.
"Father." Seeing that the spirit beast had left, Hsieh Ming-chin sighed a breath of relief. He took two steps forward and said, "Let's leave quickly."
Xie Nuanyi's eyes flashed with hesitation. He saw the direction that the spirit beast had chased after and heard the cry that could not be ignored as long as one was not deaf. Naturally, he knew what the spirit beast was going to do.
"Father, why do you still care about him?" Hsieh Ming-chin hurriedly shouted, "Now is undoubtedly the best time to escape. Are you still planning to help and recruit He Yiming?"
Xie Nuanyi glared at him and sighed. 'How would you know what I'm thinking?'
While Xie Nuanyi was hesitating, Hsieh Ming-chin was rather anxious. "Father, these two long-armed raccoons haven't attacked humans for the past few years. Why are they acting abnormally today? It's obvious that they want to be our enemy."
Xie Nuanyi was stunned. "Do you think it has something to do with He Yiming?"
"I don't know either." Hsieh Ming-chin smiled bitterly. "But as powerful as he is, he can't win against two long-armed raccoons. Father, let's leave."
Xie Nuanyi frowned and suddenly said, "You guys leave first. I'll follow them and take a look."
Hsieh Ming-chin and the others were about to object when Xie Nuanyi waved her hand and said, "I'm good at swordsmanship and lightness techniques. Even if the two long-armed raccoons are together, I can at least escape. But you guys can't. If you become a burden, you won't be able to escape even if you want to. "
Hsieh Ming-chin and the others looked at each other. Xie Nuanyi pulled a long face and said sternly, "Why aren't you leaving? Do you really want to be a burden to me?"
Hsieh Ming-chin stomped his foot and turned to leave. The seven servants behind him bowed deeply to Xie Nuanyi. One of them said, "Master, don't worry. Even if we lose our lives, we'll make sure that Young Master returns safely."
Xie Nuanyi nodded gently. The seven servants immediately followed Hsieh Ming-chin.
Based on their familiarity with the forest, it would only take them half a day at most to get out safely. In this forest, other than the 2 formidable spirit beasts, the long-armed raccoons, nobody else could threaten them. That was why Xie Nuanyi was so relieved.
In the distance, the long-armed raccoons' roars did not stop. In fact, they seemed to be getting louder.
When Xie Nuanyi heard them, every roar of the long-armed raccoons was like a death knell that made her heart palpitate.
Xie Nuanyi waved her longsword and ran in that direction.
As Hsieh Ming-chin said, he did not believe that He Yiming could deal with two long-armed raccoons at the same time. Therefore, he only went there because he wanted to buy as much time as possible.
He did not stay here for He Yiming, but for his son, Hsieh Ming-chin.
Spirit beasts like the long-armed raccoons were very vengeful. Now that both sides had fought once, with their intelligence, they naturally remembered everyone's faces. He Yiming and Xie Nuanyi might be able to escape, but if He Yiming was not around and the two spirit beasts caught up, Hsieh Ming-chin and the others would not be able to survive.
They could only return safely if they stalled the two spirit beasts here. As for Xie Nuanyi, he was confident that he could escape if he wanted to.
Hsieh Ming-chin could not tell what Xie Nuanyi was thinking, but one of his servants knew it like the back of his hand. That was why he gave Xie Nuanyi such a guarantee.
As the battlefield approached, a strong aura surged from Xie Nuanyi's body. At this moment, Xie Nuanyi had made up his mind. No matter what, he had to cooperate with He Yiming and trap the two long-armed raccoons here. He could not let them vent their anger on Hsieh Ming-chin and the others.
For this goal, he would not hesitate to sacrifice He Yiming, whom he had just met.
PS: The second chapter is here. It will take about ten minutes to finish editing the third chapter.
SDO Fat Pig Head's suggestion was correct. When he wrote Xu Xiangqian, he did not mean to write this name. He just typed it out casually. He really did not realize that it was the same name as Marshal Xu of the Ten Great Marshals. In fact, in the current environment of writing, unless White Crane was an idiot, he would not purposely use these taboo names. However, it was difficult to think of names. Sometimes, when he moved his fingers, a name would appear in Ziguang Pinyin. If it was pleasing to the eye, he would add it. When he was typing, White Crane's mind was filled with the plot of the story. How could he pay attention to other things? He really did not do it on purpose. Please forgive him.
There were so many characters in a book that even he himself could not remember them all. It was indeed unintentional. However, now that the readers were used to this name, White Crane could only leave it as it was. He would not use it in the future. Damn, I'm just a small character trying to make a living. Thank you for your reminder. Thank you ^ _ ^ (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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