The snow on the ground was shaking up, and the neat black robe fluttered down.
Xi Heng saw that the man's face was extremely thin, and one could even vaguely see the shape of his wrinkled skull under the skin. There were scars on his head, and he looked like an ascetic monk.
This man has lost all his flesh and blood strength, yet his lightness skills are extremely fast. He is obviously a master in strengthening muscles and bones.
Her expression gradually became serious, and she pressed down the long sword in her right hand slightly, preparing to start a new move.
"I am Tian Bin, the head of the West Hall of Changsheng Temple in the Bone Refining Forest. You come from the Bloodline Sword Sect, and you have some connection with the Bone Refining Forest. Why do you want to be a lackey of the imperial court and attack our righteous army today?"
"Oh, you Huangmeishan and Tianliang have dealt a bigger blow to the Zhao court over the years than I have alone. Do you think you deserve to call me a lackey of the court?" Xi Heng said coldly.
Since the other party wanted to chat, she was happy to delay a little longer.
My left arm is in such bad condition that I am not sure if I can beat this guy.
"Don't talk nonsense, benefactor!" The black-robed figure in front shouted, and actually stepped forward and spun around in the air and kicked.
The opponent's bones trembled, the air shook, and his body alone made a sound of breaking through the air.
Xi Heng knew that he was no match for the opponent, but the opponent's quick moves were hard to dodge, so he could only thrust his sword forward.
The tip of the sword flashed red, and the blood-nail sword energy hit the enemy's leg, but failed to block it at all.
After a moment, the opponent suddenly turned in the air, dodged Xi Heng's sword with an extremely clever and strange body movement, and swept his leg to hit her waist.
Xi Heng raised his left arm to try to block it, while pressing the sword down towards the enemy.
He barely used his left arm to block in front of his body with his elbow, and suddenly there was another clicking sound.
Glancing down, I saw that my arm was bent into a strange shape again.
The sword blade slashed towards the enemy's figure, but only left a thin red mark on the surface of the opponent's skin.
The tendons and bones in the opponent's body were as hard as fine steel. Xi Heng only saw a very thin trace of red coming out of the wound, which was not considered a serious injury at all.
Although the sword was not swung with full force due to the rush, it still exerted its strength and should have been able to cut through solid rock, but it failed to directly cut through the enemy's flesh.
Seeing the enemy stomping on the ground and spinning around to kick at him very deftly, Xi Heng immediately raised his sword to try to block it.
There was a loud bang, and it was clearly a collision with flesh and bones, but it made a sound like a sword colliding with a sword.
At the same time, Xi Heng saw a dark red aura emanating from the junction of the opponent's leg and the sword, which looked like blood smoke.
This dark red color was just like the energetic energy rolling through the body of the burly man in rough clothes whom she had just killed.
"Have you transformed your flesh and blood into qi?" Xi Hengming asked.
"good eyesight!"
The opponent laughed, and his right leg that hit the sword fell to the ground, and he threw another straight punch.
Xi Heng dodged the heavy blow by trembling his waist muscles, grabbed the sword with his right hand and slashed again, and then threw out several sword moves that could be used with one hand.
The opponent moved his muscles to avoid several blows, then raised his hand and flicked his wrist, deflecting the sword like a sledgehammer.
Seeing that her sword moves were ineffective, she used all her strength to raise her leg high and kick towards the enemy's chest.
The opponent suddenly pulled his hands back, slapped his chest hard, and held his calves tightly with both hands, making it impossible for him to move forward even a bit.
Seeing that it was only an inch away, Xi Heng suddenly trembled his ankle muscles and stabbed the enemy's chest with his toes, hitting him with a hidden force.
The other party shuddered and pulled his chest back, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Xi Heng's face:
"Your muscles and bones are not weak, how did you train?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
Xi Heng pressed his legs downwards violently again, then pulled his two skeleton-like hands downwards, while thrusting the sword forward.
The opponent's head dropped due to inertia, and his eyebrows were directly pressed against the tip of the stabbing sword, and a trace of turbulent blood fell -
The sword blade stabbed straight into the opponent's forehead and was stuck in the opponent's skull, unable to move forward an inch.
Xi Heng raised his palm and slapped the hilt of the sword, injecting a hidden force in an attempt to shatter the enemy's brain.
The opponent opened his hands and slapped the sword on his forehead with the force of catching a sharp blade with his bare hands. A hidden force was also exerted in the sound to cancel each other out.
The two forces collided in the middle of the sword, causing the green-bladed long sword to break in the middle with a click.
Xi Heng pulled the sword back again, and only a broken sword was left.
She let out a sigh and took a few steps back with her legs now free.
"I thought you would never retreat even if you died." The demon in front of him laughed grimly:
"It seems that the donor has not yet cultivated the Life-Sacrificing Sword Intention to its fullest extent, and this has caused me so much excitement in vain."
"There's no need to sacrifice your life anymore." Xi Heng bent his weirdly bent left hand back to normal, and his tone gradually became indifferent.
"Now that you realize the difference in martial arts between you and me, are you finally going to surrender?" the other party asked.
"You are already dead." Xi Heng simply said, "It's just that you haven't felt it yet."
"It turns out to be crazy."
The ascetic just shook his head when he heard this and stepped closer.
After simply crossing a distance of ten meters, he suddenly frowned and stopped.
Slowly, he stretched out his right hand and covered his heart with it, then bent his body slightly.
A surge of intense heat and burning pain continued to vibrate from his heart, causing pain in his blood vessels and meridians. Even for someone like him who had gone through life-threatening training and refined his flesh and blood, it was difficult to endure the severe pain that continued to surge from his body.
"What is this thing... Did you poison it? What kind of poison in the world can't be expelled by qi and blood?"
"You don't need to know, just die in peace." Xi Heng put away the broken sword, and the blood spirit stone in the purse on his waist shook slightly, emitting a faint red light.
“It hurts… it hurts, it hurts, it hurts—”
The man could no longer bear it, his whole body shook and he gasped violently, and a stream of black blood suddenly spurted out of his nose and spilled on the snow.
On the snow, the black blood was still bubbling and boiling, and the snow was melted by the blood, leaving a row of pits.
He forced out the boiling black blood, but the blood poison in his body did not weaken at all. The blood in his heart and meridians continued to boil. After a moment, his eyes turned black, his whole body lost strength, and he fell to his knees on the snow.
Blood started bubbling from all his orifices, his head bent, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.
"Sure enough... magic is still much stronger than ordinary poison," Xi Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the blood poison still takes too long to take effect.
When she just chopped to death the burly man in rough clothes who was practicing Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu, the blood poison had not yet been activated, but the man's head had been chopped off.
And this time when the sword hit her, the opponent didn't look like she was poisoned at all. After fighting for more than ten moves and breaking her elbow, the blood poison slowly took effect.
It was not until the second sword hit and pierced the opponent's skull and she saw the blood flowing from the opponent's brow begin to boil that she realized the blood poison still had an effect.
If she hadn't seen this, she might have used a few more self-sacrificing sword moves that would kill a thousand enemies but injure eight hundred of her own, and continued to fight the opponent to the death...
"Cough cough..."
After trying his best to kill the two dark forces, Xi Heng coughed twice and his body became weaker and weaker.
She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and seeing the blood on it, she realized that she had also suffered some internal injuries and needed to find a place to recuperate as soon as possible.
but……
Xi Heng took a deep breath, raised his head again, and looked at the hundreds of guards who were still surrounding him not far away.
Some of them, seeing her weak appearance, stepped across the circle and groped towards her with guns in hand.
She pulled out the broken sword again and swung it, and a red arc of sword energy suddenly slashed out, chopping off the head of another elite soldier.
The sound of "Puff" startled several guards nearby and they took a few steps back and returned to the arc.
these people……
Due to the stimulation of qi and blood, a dark red color was already floating in Xi Heng's eyes.
A strong murderous intent was brewing in his eyes, and the scarlet blood splashed on his clothes added many deep colors, making them even brighter.
As soon as he glanced at them, the soldiers he was watching immediately retreated half a step.
Under normal circumstances, Xi Heng would not let any of these guys who had murderous intentions towards her go.
He would not stop until he chopped off their heads one by one.
But now, she had used more than a dozen dark energy moves in succession, her blood and strength had gradually weakened, and her left arm was paralyzed.
If she really had to continue to fight against hundreds of soldiers alone, she should be able to win, but she would most likely suffer more injuries. If she was careless for a moment, it was not impossible for her to be pierced by spears or lances.
Unless you save the game here now and keep killing people until you reach perfection... you can also practice your killing sword intent at the same time.
Keep saving and loading the game, and kill these two or three hundred people in a loop. Maybe when you finally pass the level, you can increase the number of kills to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.
By then, his sword intent would be extremely pure, and there would be no bottleneck before transforming into energy.
However, Xi Heng did not save the game when he killed the two dark energy masters just now, so there is naturally no need to do so now.
If you want to hone your sword skills, you can just go to the northern border battlefield. There is no need to stay here and waste such a precious save opportunity.
Xi Heng thought so silently, and continued to confront the soldiers in front with the sword in one hand.
There shouldn't be any other powerful Dark Force warriors in the camp... otherwise, given her serious injuries, any Dark Force warriors would definitely attack her immediately.
She slowly breathed a sigh of relief. This time, she had done what her senior sister had told her to do.
The scene suddenly became very quiet, with only the sound of the blizzard night wind and a few increasingly quiet sword sounds coming from the tent in the back.
By the way, Senior Sister Hong Miao fought in the tent for a long time.
She has killed two dark energy warriors, but her senior sister is still fighting with swords... Are they so evenly matched?
The girl slowly looked back.
When he turned around, he heard a hissing sound and the surface of the thick tent was suddenly cut open by a sword.
The two swords formed a fork on the tent, and then a figure dressed in red immediately emerged from it.
"Senior Sister..." Xi Heng did not breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the other party leave.
I don't know if it was because she was blown by too much sword wind or because she was at a disadvantage in the sword fight, but the Senior Sister Hong Miao who appeared at this moment was covered with scars, and dark blood was slowly flowing out of her. Even though most of the bleeding had been forcibly suppressed by the qi and blood, the sight of her covered in blood was really frightening.
The senior sister forced herself to take a deep breath. Seeing the two corpses of warriors on the ground, she couldn't help but look at Xi Heng again.
But now was not the time to praise, she just said: "Let's go."
"Sister, have you killed that man?" Xi Heng approached.
"I was hit by the sword dozens of times, while the opponent was only hit once, and was poisoned by the blade." Hong Miao said simply:
"He died, and I lived."
As for the ordinary elite soldiers around them who were at most in the early stage of Ming Jin, they did not take them seriously at all.
All the defenders in the surrounding area who had the courage to lead the charge have already died. Now no one dares to step forward again. Even if someone mentions the charge, no one will follow.
"I'm glad that senior sister is safe. Let's find some medicine for treatment as soon as possible. Are you okay?" Xi Heng put away the sword and helped the other party up with his right hand that was still able to move.
"It's ok."
But even though the senior sister said so, when Xi Heng touched the other person's shoulder with his right hand, he felt a pool of warm blood.
"Your left hand...?"
The senior sister discovered Xi Heng’s paralyzed left arm hanging down.
"It's just broken twice, no big deal... It's time to leave this dangerous place."
However, as his mind calmed down, the analgesic effect of adrenaline gradually wore off, and the pain in his left arm became more intense.
The sharp broken bones rubbed the flesh and blood, and the pain and numbness were mixed together, making it difficult to tell what was what.
Xi Heng held his breath to calm the pain for a while, then used his strength to perform light skills. He first leaped to the top of the big tent in the camp with his senior sister, who was covered in blood, and then continued to use his strength to fly away like a night swallow.
……
"Sister?"
After just a few minutes, Xi Heng discovered that as he ran, the body of Senior Sister Hong Miao in his arms became increasingly soft and weak, and her eyes seemed to be gradually becoming blurry.
She then stopped and took her sister deep into the woods, leaning against a big tree.
"Um...don't worry about me, just take a break."
The other person's eyes were half closed, and he seemed to be about to faint.
Xi Heng narrowed his eyes and, with the help of the flames coming from the distant city wall, carefully identified the injuries on his senior sister's body.
