Fast … …
The moment Gimo Fanshu's flying sword pierced out, it was actually so fast.
The black cross sword was like a ghost from hell, flashing past with unparalleled speed.
When he saw the speed of the sword, He Yiming's eyes lit up, he actually retreated from that mysterious realm. He sighed in his heart. Even though he had learned how to use illusions to achieve the state of being one with the heavens from Jimo Fanshu, his cultivation was still too shallow. He was no longer able to maintain absolute calmness in his heart after being stimulated by the flying sword's speed.
However, He Yiming was still quite surprised at the speed of the sword. It turned out that in the previous battle, the old assassin still had a trick up his sleeve. Even when he was chasing White Horse Lightning and fighting with Garfield, the speed of his cross sword was not as fast as this.
If it was not so, He Yiming would not have been so easily shaken to the point of retreating from this mysterious realm.
At this moment, He Yiming deeply felt the depth of the old assassin's shrewdness. If the snow fox was not too important, and related to whether they could enter the Millennium Island of Ice, Gimo Fanshu would not have been willing to show his full strength.
Just when He Yiming thought that the situation was settled, the situation suddenly changed.
The Snow Fox that was lazily lying on the ground suddenly became lively. Its movements did not seem to be panicked at all. Instead, it seemed as if it had been prepared for a long time.
The white light slid across the ground, its speed was actually not any slower than the cross sword.
However, this Holy Beast probably didn't expect the speed of the cross sword to be so fast, so it was a bit slow when it moved. The black cross sword brushed past its fur, splashing white fur.
"Not good," He Yiming lightly shouted, his body moved slightly, and he had already jumped onto White Horse Lightning.
After seeing the snow fox's speed, He Yiming immediately understood that he would not be able to catch up no matter what. No wonder Gimo Fanshu cautiously said that this fox was cunning and vigilant, and its speed was the fastest in the world.
At first, he thought that this sentence was too exaggerated, but after seeing the snow fox's performance, he realized that Gimo Fanshu was not exaggerating at all.
At this moment, his only hope was on the White Horse Lightning, hoping that after becoming a top sacred beast, the white horse's speed could surpass the snow fox's.
As if it understood He Yiming's meaning, the White Horse Lightning excitedly neighed, it spread its four hooves, and rushed forward as if it was flying.
108 and the Blood Condensation Divine Dao cultivator flew into the sky at almost the same time. Strangely, there wasn't the slightest trace of divine light on their bodies. Even the dazzling and eye-catching seven-colored light that originally surrounded 108 had been completely withdrawn.
The speed of the two of them became faster and faster. They followed closely behind the white horse on the ground and flew straight into the distance.
Gimo Fanshu jumped up, he waved his hand, and the crossed sword had already obediently returned to his hand. However, at this moment, his expression was quite ugly, his gaze tightly locked onto the snow fox in the distance.
After his body moved a little, he forcefully held it down. Others did not know, but of course, he was clear about the snow fox's speed. He knew that he had already lost the opportunity when his attack failed. Even if he chased after it with his speed, the final result would definitely be a failure.
However, just as he hesitated for a moment, his vision blurred, and the same white figure flashed past him at lightning speed.
His heart trembled, this speed …
Inexplicably, a trace of hope actually surged in his heart. This speed was also out of his expectations, perhaps, with this speed, there was still a possibility of catching up.
As the figure flashed, Sakyamuni had already arrived beside him in a few leaps.
Upon seeing his expression, Sakyamuni immediately understood that he had failed. However, Sakyamuni did not have any complaints in his heart, because he knew, in this world, perhaps, other than the old assassin in front of him, there was no one else who could silently get within ten feet of the snow fox sacred beast.
This time, the old assassin's luck was obviously not good enough, but this did not mean that his luck would always be bad.
However, before he could say these words of comfort, his gaze was attracted by the white shadow in the distance.
"So fast, is this the white horse?"
Gimo Fanshu nodded with a cold face, and said, "This white horse's speed was originally not inferior to yours and mine, now that it has been promoted to a top sacred beast, its speed is even faster."
A trace of hope flashed in Sakyamuni's eyes, and said, "Do they have a chance?"
Gimo Fanshu nodded quietly. Regardless of what he was thinking, he answered Sakyamuni's question honestly without any hesitation.
Sakra's eyes suddenly lit up. He raised his head and looked at the two little black dots in the air as he muttered, "Why are they also so fast?"
Ji Mo Fanshu was slightly taken aback. His expression darkened as he stared at the black dot that was gradually disappearing into the distance.
Being the greatest assassin in the world, it was fine if he was slower than the White Horse Lightning. After all, a human's innate physique could not be compared with that of a spirit beast. In particular, when one encountered abnormally fast spirit beasts like the white horse and the snow fox, it would not be embarrassing if one could not catch up to them.
Moreover, as experts at the peak of the human dao, they all had their own life-saving means. Even if their speed was not as fast, if they wanted to evade, even the White Horse Lightning would not be able to catch up.
He Yiming had chased Franklyn around the South Sea for a month on the white horse, but had never been able to catch up.
However, now that 108 and the blood condensation divine way figure flying in the sky were faster than him, Gimo Fanshu found it hard to accept.
The two experts at the peak of the Ninth Heaven of the human dao looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes.
How did these guys do it?
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In mid-air, 108's figure had changed greatly.
His head had turned into a sharp bullet head, his two arms were placed diagonally by his side, and their proportions were stretched extremely long. His legs were closed, as if they had been mixed together.
At this time, he no longer appeared in the form of a human, but had become a miniature version of a fighter jet.
This kind of beautiful streamlined body could maximize its speed in this environment, so he did not find it strenuous at all to follow the White Horse Lightning below.
As for the blood condensation divine way figure, his body was shrouded in a layer of faint red mist, which completely wrapped him up. The power of heaven and earth flowed around this mist, and quickly pushed it forward.
If He Yiming were here, he would certainly be shocked and have a whole new level of respect for the blood condensation divine way figure.
This was because the blood condensation divine way figure was not flying with the light of the Divine Soldier, but directly using his mind to control the power of heaven and earth to fly.
This ability to directly control the power of heaven and earth to let the body soar in the sky was also one of the special abilities of the divine way.
People of the divine way had already omitted the process of using the light of the Divine Soldier, and instead began to fly with their own bodies as the Divine Soldier.
Although the requirements for the mind were more powerful, the effect was far from ordinary.
His speed was actually not the slightest bit inferior to that of 108, who had turned into a miniature fighter jet.
Below, two white figures flitted past on the ground. Along the way, all the scenery flashed by. Even with He Yiming's eyesight, he was unable to clearly see what it was.
The White Horse Lightning and the Snow Fox had already released their fastest speed.
As the Snow Fox ran, its eyes vaguely revealed a look of panic. It ran amok on the ice field and relied on its speed, which was known as the fastest among the northern border's spirit beasts, to tease all of the living beings within a small space.
But today, the pursuer behind it, which it had never seen before, made it very afraid. Even if it ran with all its strength, it was still unable to shake off the pursuer's pursuit. And what made it even more afraid was that the Beastmaster behind it seemed to be getting closer and closer.
The White Horse Lightning's body faintly emitted traces of purple light. This was the natural reaction of its body after increasing its speed to the limit.
Within this purple electric light, not only did it stimulate every cell of the White Horse's body, allowing its speed to reach the peak, but it also allowed its gradually tired body to slowly recover some strength.
After many changes, the Lightning Power of the White Horse not only had the power to attack the enemy, but also grasped the ability to stimulate its own potential, stimulate recovery, and other auxiliary methods.
And it was precisely because of this strength that the White Horse Lightning had such strong confidence in being able to catch up with the Snow Fox.
After an unknown amount of time, the distance between the two parties gradually narrowed.
As if it felt that something was wrong, the Snow Fox's body suddenly turned, and actually turned its head, madly running in another direction.
He Yiming was slightly startled. Before he could react, the White Horse Lightning had already taken the initiative to change its direction, and continued to chase after the Snow Fox with a posture of not giving up until one of them died.
Moreover, after this change of direction, the distance between the two parties had narrowed even further.
He Yiming's eyelids twitched a few times. He faintly felt that the Snow Fox was definitely up to some tricks again.
Otherwise, it would not have changed its direction for no reason, and let the White Horse Lightning catch up by a large margin.
He Yiming raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a mountain peak covered in white snow in the distance, and suddenly understood.
There must be a powerful sacred beast in front, and the Snow Fox was undoubtedly going to ask for help.
He Yiming frowned slightly. Now, he really did not want to deal with any sacred beasts other than the Snow Fox.
He wanted to kill the Snow Fox as soon as possible, and then follow Sakyamuni to Iceland. He could not wait to see Yuan Lixun, and tell her everything that had happened after they separated.
However, at this moment, a roar like a landslide and a tsunami sounded from the front. The sound was earth-shattering and deafening.
PS: There are only two chapters for the time being. There is still one more chapter, White Crane will go and write it later. It will be out before twelve o 'clock.
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In September, primary school reopened. Until now, there was a parent-teacher meeting a week, and homework every night. Although it was all oral homework, it was not easy to complete it.
This month, White Crane was in a terrible fix, and really did not have time to go online. Brothers and sisters in the group, please forgive me. I hope to be able to adapt a little next month.
From tomorrow onwards, primary school will be closed for three days, and White Crane will be updating five thousand a day … How regrettable!
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