Chapter 117 The Sword-Dragging Girl (2/5)

Chapter 117 The Sword-Dragging Girl (25)

A medium-grade sword, the Seven-Star Sword.

This sword was obtained by Han Yi from a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training among the twelve calamities outside Daofu City. When the Yin Thunder Talisman struck down, the sword flew away but was not damaged.

Its grade is slightly inferior to the Shadowless Sword that Han Yi bought at the Kowloon Shop.

However, the power of swordsmanship is also measured from two aspects. On the one hand, it is naturally the strength of the sword itself, and on the other hand, it is a combination of factors such as the cultivation skills of the person who controls the sword.

Since his sword-controlling technique reached its peak, Han Yi has not used his full strength to control the sword and fight against others.

This time, there is a chance.

Moreover, his soul is attached to the Taixu body, so there is no danger of death. He can give it a try.

If Han Yi is still timid and doesn't even dare to fight after having an immortal body, then what is the point of cultivating immortality?

The most important point is that the Taixu Order can be exchanged for spiritual objects that can improve the root bone. This is what he has always dreamed of. Even if it exposes all his strength, he will not hesitate.

In the sky, three scorching suns hang high. When the scorching sun sets in the west, the scorching light and heat are slightly weaker.

Zuo Lie stood up suddenly: "Here it comes."

At this moment.

A sword chanting sound rose from the mountains and forests a few kilometers away. With the sword chanting sound, a white-clothed monk standing on a golden long sword rose up.

"It's not Yang Yu, it's Qiu Ying." Zuo Lie said in a deep voice.

Han Yi also saw clearly that this sword immortal was not the one he met before, but the second sword immortal.

In Shuzhou, sword immortals are legends. I didn't expect that after entering the cave world, I met two in a short time. It was really eye-opening.

"Although Qiu Ying and Yang Yu came out of Jianya together, I heard that they don't get along well. Now there's something interesting to watch."

Sure enough, as soon as Zuo Lie finished speaking, another sword sound erupted on the other side of the two people, shaking with the sword sound of the first sword immortal, full of fighting spirit.

This time, the one standing on the spiritual sword was the sword immortal that Han Yi saw when he first descended.

But at this moment, both sword immortals knew that this was not the time for internal fighting. As soon as the sword intent arose, it was quickly retracted. However, the figures of the two sword immortals rushed faster and faster into the depths of Cangqibu.

At the same time.

In the mountains and forests surrounding Cangqibu, one after another, figures stepped out of the mountains and forests, each using their own means, and flashed towards Cangqibu.

Among them.

Han Yi also saw Xie Jingshan, who was from the Lingzhan Sect and had nine battle flags. This time, he was also in mid-air, stepping on two battle flags, and his speed was not much slower than those two sword immortals.

In addition to him, the eldest grandson of the Duke of Anguo, An Jing, the Southern Dipper Temple's Fu You, and seven or eight other unknown cultivators were also in the first row, and their speed was extremely fast.

Han Yi estimated that he would have to use his ultimate light body technique to be able to keep up with them.

"Let's go."

"All twelve legendary Qi-trainers have arrived, almost all the legendary Qi-trainers in this area of ​​the Black Demon Clan. If we can't win this battle, more and more legends will come, not only the Black Demon Clan, but also the legends from the other eleven regions of the Demon Clan will gather here."

"By then, even the cultivators at the peak of Qi-training will no longer be able to get involved, and don't even think about grabbing a piece of the Taixu Order fragment."

Zuo Lie took a step forward, suddenly paused, turned around and looked at Han Yi: "Friend Han, every time the Taixu light column appears, the fight for the Taixu Order is very fierce."

"Even if I can't grab it in the end, it's worth it to participate."

"Uh, as for you, Friend Han, your realm is too low, take care of yourself."

After speaking, Zuo Lie took a step, and his figure flashed, and he was already dozens of meters away. After another flash, he had disappeared among the many cultivators who were using various means.

The two of them traveled together, and that's it.

Han Yi did not follow, but looked at the monks wearing various robes, with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

At this moment.

A call came from not far away.

"Junior Brother Han?"

Han Yi turned around and saw He Fengdi from Baihu Peak.

"Senior Brother He."

He Fengdi did not approach, but bowed to Han Yi and rushed to the mountain.

At this point, it depends on each person's ability.

Han Yi finally moved, took a step, and the forest behind him retreated rapidly, silently, even without the sound of the wind, Han Yi had crossed a hundred meters.

In his eyes, there was only the legendary Qi training that swept to the deepest part.

Roar! !

At this moment.

In the mountains, countless roars rang out one after another, shaking the earth and the mountains.

Black demons, countless demons, emerged from the depths of the mountains.

Humans and demons have been incompatible since ancient times.

Even without the Taixu Order, they would still fight against each other on weekdays.

Peng!!

A black demon who was four meters tall, with his hands like a cushion, beat a cultivator who was just a hair short into a blood demon. The knife in the cultivator's hand, on the black demon, only had a scar that had just broken through the flesh, and this scar healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The powerful demon body, with explosive defense, and its recovery ability was also shocking.

At this moment, a silver crescent moon gently pressed into the black demon's body, passed through the body, and the black demon was split into two halves and fell silently.

This silver moon was just a knife light, and the person holding the knife was a female cultivator, and this female cultivator looked like a girl.

What was not proportional to the girl's body size was that she was dragging a huge knife in her hand that was even bigger and taller than her.

The giant knife was silver, and it was not heavy when pushed on the ground with one hand, but no matter what material the ground was made of, it was like tofu and was easily cut.

"It's troublesome, even the Saint of Yujing Mountain is here."

Zuo Lie, who was rushing in front, suddenly changed his face slightly. When talking about the sword fairy, he was just solemn but did not change color, but at this moment, seeing the girl dragging the knife, his color changed, and her forward figure quietly deviated from the route of the female cultivator. Obviously, Zuo Lie was extremely afraid of her.

"The Saint of Yujing Mountain?"

A voice sounded from the side of Zuo Lie, almost making the nervous Zuo Lie swing the magic weapon, but the next moment, he recognized that it was Han Yi's voice.

"Friend Han, how fast are you?"

Before, when he followed the map from the Chimang tribe to the location of the Cangqi tribe, Zuo Lie thought that with Han Yi's eighth-level cultivation, his speed would definitely not be fast, and there was still plenty of time, so he slowed down and took care of Han Yi.

Unexpectedly, Han Yi's speed was not slower than his own.

Han Yi just happened to pass by here, and heard Zuo Lie's voice, so he was puzzled, but thought that this was not a good time to ask in detail, so he just cupped his hands, and his body shook, and he increased his speed again.

"Han Dao... what? Can the speed be faster?"

Zuo Lie was suddenly shocked. Han Yi's sudden speed was already three points faster than his full speed, and even caught up with those legendary Qi training, only slower than the two sword immortals and the Lingzhan Sect monks who stepped on the battle flag.