The soul power is like a sword, piercing into the ground in front of him.
The red fish in the pool is still calm and peaceful, but the heaven and earth in front of He Baihe are suddenly changing, and the sword light is magnificent.
Transparent sword light and sword qi suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
It's just that the moment these sword lights and sword qi appeared, the Immortal Academy Saint Master with the white jade sword was suddenly white, and with a loud roar, the white jade-like flying sword was already out of the sheath, condensing his powerful soul power and heaven and earth vitality, and roared sharply around his body, and between the flow of light and shadow, he kept colliding with the countless invisible lines that suddenly rose between the surrounding heaven and earth.
The flying sword was extremely bright, and in the midst of the collision, the white jade on the sword body dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the people in the Immortal One Academy, including this Saint Master, were all retreating in shock.
It's just a fraction of a breath of time, and this mountain forest in front of Bitan has formed an amazing sword formation.
Some of the stone dust fell from the stones among the grass and flowers, revealing sword marks that had not been revealed at all.
On some branches and petals, there are also sword marks that have disappeared, but can be perceived at the moment.
The powerful sword intent and sword qi diffused and condensed from the trees, flowers and stones in the entire mountain forest, forming countless invisible lines between heaven and earth, as if there were countless people slashing with invisible sword light.
All of these sword lights and sword intents were concentrated on Ni Henian, forming He Baihe's sword, the strongest sword of the Immortal Academy.
But even if it was just some scattered sword light, it was enough to cause fatal damage to the cultivators of the Xianyi Academy that were affected by the periphery, and it was only with the sword protection of that holy master who did not hesitate to consume a lot of soul power, at this moment, those cultivators of the Xianyi Academy who were affected were not injured.
All these people from the Xianyi Academy had never seen He Baihe refining swords, but at this moment, these sword marks that appeared from countless flowers, trees, mountains and rocks made them understand that He Baihe didn't know how many times he swung out in this mountain forest, and the power of the vitality when he swung the sword marks also caused some subtle changes in these mountains and stones, trees and flowers.
His countless sword marks that could not be seen were already under his sword, turning into runes.
This is the most powerful sword of heaven and man in the Immortal One Academy He gathered his strongest strength at the moment, and some of the remnants of the countless swords that had been slashed out here before, condensed into a sword and stabbed towards Ni Henian A withered yellow metal sword, with runes like withered leaves and butterflies, appeared on the side of the mysterious cultivator behind Ni Henian, this cultivator could not intervene and had no way to intervene in attacking Ni Henian's sword, his flying sword only blocked more than a dozen transparent sword qi that flew in, and at the same time retreated calmly.
Ni Henian's eyes suddenly froze.
The soul power in his body had already spurted out of his body before a fraction of a breath, but the strength of the strongest sword of the Immortal One Academy was completely beyond his estimates.
This sword was full of the meaning of fragmentation and complete disintegration, and the soul power that poured out of his body had not yet had time to condense into a more powerful force, as if it had been cut and severed by countless transparent runes, and he had lost contact with himself.
At this moment, he stopped exporting soul power, condensed all the soul power in his body under his skin, and his whole person completely turned into a topaz sèze, turning into the heaviest hammer in heaven and earth, and slammed it on the ground under his feet.
In the extremely short time that he couldn't feel and react at all under the Holy Master Rank, the ground under his feet, centered on him, rolled and rolled like a wave.
The majestic soul power, at the moment of tapping, did not care about the splitting, desperately gushing out from his feet.
The ground is cracked, the mud is turned over, the stones are broken, the flowers are scattered into mud, and the trees are broken into pieces.
This piece of mountain forest, all of them, is cracking, and the sword marks are shattering.
Blood dripped from He Baihe's nostrils.
At this moment, he and this piece of heaven and earth are a sword, and this sword has already collapsed at this moment under Ni Henian's pure force, and he will naturally suffer heavy losses.
However, the sword that is cracked is still a sword.
At this moment, his face was still calm.
In the perception of these holy masters in him and Ni Henian, those broken swords were slashed on Ni Henian's body one by one.
The extremely luxurious robe on Ni Henian's body began to glow, and between the fine metal threads, countless golden lights appeared, forming rune lines.
These runes were as dim as rust in the time that no practitioner could move, as if they had never lit up.
Countless invisible forces cut through these runes, and countless cracks appeared on the extremely expensive metal robe on Ni Henian's body, and yellow light surged inside, and drops of blood oozed out of these metal cracks.
The sword faded.
Mountains and forests are destroyed.
He Baihe coughed lightly and wiped the blood flowing from his nostrils.
There were many extremely thin and narrow cracks on Ni Henian's robe, and some blood flowed out.
All the cultivators of the Immortal One Academy had snow-white faces, and their bodies were trembling.
"Construct a formation with sword marks, and win with will."
Ni Henian was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly, "This sword of the Immortal One Academy is really enough to honor those who see it. ” "It's a pity that I'm ahead of you."
After a slight pause, he looked at He Baihe and said this again.
He Baihe understands the meaning of this sentence better than anyone else, Ni Henian became a cultivator and became a holy master many years earlier than him, so when he encountered his sword, his most powerful means could not be exerted, but he still entered the realm with his cultivation beyond him and broke his sword.
To some extent, this is also the greatest praise that the elders have for the younger practitioners.
He Baihe smiled with satisfaction and was waiting to speak.
At this moment, a sword light flew up, and a cultivator from the Immortal First Academy launched a blow towards Ni Henian with a sword-throwing style, and the sword light was like a meteor, hitting Ni Henian's heart directly.
He Baihe's face stiffened slightly, and he sighed in his heart.
Although he is the biggest opponent on the emperor's side in this academy, and he has the ability to block the emperor's will, it does not mean that he can control the forces against the emperor in all the academies.
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At this moment, the person in the Immortal One Academy who made a move was the one who was not affected by him.
Now all the people here can see that he and Ni Henian are both defeated, but even if Ni Henian enters with a sword light and suffers a heavy blow, after all, he is also the only great worship in the entire Yunqin, an invincible cultivator in Zhongzhou City, and he is only one step away from the existence of the Great Sage Master, even if he is injured, his strength is still far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it is not something that anyone can kill in this time.
A soft cough sounded.
Ni Henian flicked a backhand.
With a ding, the meteor-like sword light rebounded out, stabbing into the chest of the Immortal First Academy cultivator at a faster speed, sending the cultivator flying upside down.
"This sword, which also belongs to Yun Qin, has it been inherited" Flicked his fingers to kill a powerful cultivator who assassinated him, Ni Henian looked at He Baihe calmly and asked.
He Baihe said sincerely: "Not yet." ” Ni Henian sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that this sword has since broken to the cultivation realm like yours, you should also understand that even if you can cast such a powerful sword, it is still unlikely to defeat me and stop me."
I really don't understand what you mean by that. ” He Baihe laughed inexplicably, "Of course it has a lot of significance, originally if nothing else, the Great Offering should be among all the Saint Masters in Yun Qin at present, there are only a few people who have the hope of advancing to the Great Saint Master, and they should be the fastest to advance to the Great Saint Master."
Great dedication to cultivation like you, in this world, originally only characters like Vice Dean Xia and the Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader could win.
If it is an advanced Great Sage Master, then this entire Yun Qin, for the time being, there will be no one who can suppress the Great Offering to you, so that no one will be able to stop some of the Will of the Holy Master, even if it is a battle today, so that I will not be able to advance to the Great Sage Master in this life, and let the Great Offering You will not be able to advance to the Great Sage Master after all, or at least you will not be able to break through to the Great Sage Master in the next one or two decades, this kind of price is of course worth it This is the most important battle between the cultivators in the world and the will of the Holy Lord after the Holy Lord went crazy. ” Ni Henian fell silent again in He Baihe's smile.
"I know that the Great Offering You are still a cultivator dedicated to seeking the Tao to a large extent, and I hope that Yun Qin is the same as Yun Qin ten years ago before the founding of the country, full of all kinds of powerful cultivators and all kinds of amazing skills, but junior I beg you to think about it, whether it is Zhong Cheng, Nightingale, or me, they are indeed cultivators of Yun Qin, but why are we, cultivators, being enemies of the Imperial City and you, and instead becoming stones that prevent you from cultivating into a broken mirror."
He Baihe said solemnly: "The robe on your body has been torn, why don't you take off this robe just now."
Ni Henian also laughed, laughing infinitely with emotion, "Cultivators have lost their own ways, why do they want to lobby me when they become holy and die in front of their eyes?"
He Baihe shook his head and sighed lightly: "You can't kill me today." ” "This should be the most powerful attendant beside the Holy Master in the legendary Imperial City, the Shadow Saint Master Qiu Hanying."
He Baihe turned his head and glanced at the mysterious cultivator wearing the mask, then smiled, "But unless the Great Offering wants to be injured even more uncontrollable, he shouldn't be able to stop me from leaving." ” Ni Henian's brows furrowed deeply.
The mysterious cultivator in the gray robe snorted coldly, as if he felt despised by him, and the withered yellow sè metal sword suspended in front of him suddenly brought a violent sound of wind, carrying the majestic heaven and earth vitality, and flew towards He Baihe.
In such an unusual place as today's Xianyi Academy, more unusual things are destined to happen.
A splash suddenly flew in the calm waterfall.
A sword light with a certain sense of tranquility slashed hard at the withered yellow flying sword.
With just one sword, Ni Henian's brows furrowed even deeper, as if there were a few more knife-like wrinkles on his face, and Qiu Hanying, the most mysterious attendant beside the emperor, let out a cold and muffled snort, and the withered yellow sword light flew back in front of him.
He Baihe smiled slightly, stood up from the pond stone, and left straight from the mountain forest behind the pond.
In the calm mountains and forests, in the mountain paths, some cultivators of the Immortal First Academy who had not shown their figures before suddenly appeared, let out a loud roar, and headed towards He Baihe.
He Baihe sighed slightly.
He pointed to the sword, and the sword light reappeared.
An extremely faint sword intent permeated the mountains and forests he walked through.
The sword was broken, the hand was broken, and the body was broken, and one of the people from the First Academy of Famous Immortals who intercepted him was cut into pieces of flesh and blood in the terrible screams.
A saint master like He Baihe, who has the strongest sword in the Immortal Academy, is the same as Ni Henian, even if he is seriously injured, it is not something that ordinary cultivators can kill, not to mention, on this entire mountain, between this entire Immortal Academy, He Baihe doesn't know how many swords he has cut out, this mountain is full of runes that he has buried in advance, and there is a trace of his sword intent everywhere.
Only a strong person like Ni Henian and Qiu Hanying could possibly stop He Baihe, who had completed his mission here, from leaving, but Ni Henian and Qiu Hanying were blocked by the swordsman on the waterfall at this moment.
"General Sword, you are Donglin Ye Jiaye Forgetfulness."
"In the past, your cultivation was even retreating, and even the Holy Master rank was afraid that you would not be able to reach it for the rest of your life, and I didn't expect that the killing intent in the sword today is like a thousand troops and horses, and this cultivation has approached the general of the past year."
Ni Henian raised his head and looked at the figure of a swordsman wearing a moon-white robe on the waterfall, "It's just that the Holy Lord has always been kind to your Ye family, and even the children of your Ye family are hereditary like princes, and they have always enjoyed glory and comfort."
Why would you want to do such a thing?"
"The family is small and the country is big, in the past, I was trapped in love and discarded the general's sword, now I can regain the general's sword, how can I not help the world because of the wealth of the small family, the life and death of the individual" Ye Wangqing, the first swordsman of Donglin Province wearing a moon-white robe, still seems to have a pitiful faint sadness between his eyebrows, but his eyes are indescribably bright and resolute.
"If all the provinces of Donglin are lost, my Ye Jia'an can have a calm and comfortable tiled house" Hearing Ye Wangqing's voice, Ni Henian didn't say anything more, just waved his hand and motioned for Ye Wangqing to go away.
At this time, in Ni Henian's mind, he couldn't help but think of the first ten years of Yun Qin, when he walked in the streets and alleys of Zhongzhou City, watching the decision of the cultivators of all shapes and shapes, it seems that no matter what kind of era it is, even if now because of the merger of some academies, most of the cultivators are from the academic school and there are fewer flowers, but now it seems that this world of cultivators has always had a variety of cultivators who adhere to their beliefs, and the world of cultivators is still colorful. s: