True Qi, only the innate True Qi that surpasses ordinary martial arts, can cause such a powerful destructive power in an instant, and can ignore the defense of the arm guard treasure and directly attack Xiao Yifan's internal organs.

However, by the time this powerful internal strength cultivator reacted, he no longer had a chance to inform the other two senior brothers.

At the moment when his body seemed to lose weight and support and fell, Zhuang Yuan and Xiao Yilin had already pounced at the same time like birds.

The movements of the two of them had reached their limit in an instant, a master with nine layers of internal strength and a master with ten layers of internal strength took out their housekeeping skills at the same time, and unreservedly hit He Yiming with the strongest blow.

Zhuang Yuan's entire body seemed to be burning with a trace of red flames, which was a manifestation of his fire system technique being triggered to the limit, and beside him, there was a faint smell of sulfur in the scorching breath, and even the clothes on his body began to have a feeling of burnt yellow.

Even when facing He Quanxin's palm, he also had reservations and did not go all out, but at this moment, his heart was alarmed, although he was only facing an inconspicuous young man, but under the pressure of some strong crisis, the palm he inspired was definitely the most powerful in his life.

Although Xiao Yifan did not have Zhuang Yuan's strength, his speed was faster, and when He Yiming let go of Xiao Yifan's arm, he had already come behind He Yiming, and swung his arm like lightning to hit him in the back of the heart.

The sleeves of his arms burst open without any wind. This is because he has poured the maximum internal strength that can be gathered in an instant into the golden arm guard, and after the increase of the internal strength of this arm treasure, the internal strength has been so strong that he can't control it at all, so that the sleeves will burst, revealing the golden dazzling light of the arm guard.

The fierce wind sounded like a ghost crying wolf, and it went straight to He Yiming's ears, as long as he was a person with internal strength, he could feel the strength of this style. If you are really hit on the vest by this style, then even if you are a master of the tenth layer of internal strength, you will not be able to eat and walk around.

Surround Wei to save Zhao, this is the method he adopted.

In the face of the full force of the two masters, He Yiming's face and eyes still did not have the slightest expression. At this moment, his spirit was infinitely high, and there was no longer any emotion in his heart. Looking at their gaze, it's like people looking at busy ants, without the slightest emotion at all.

The two hands were gently raised, and the palms of the hands were pushed in a strange arc, which immediately pushed Xiao Yilin's arm away, and then the other palm collided with Zhuang Yuan's palm full of fire power.

There was no sound, but it filled the hearts of these two people with a shock that could not be described in words.

Their powerful offensive was like hitting a ball of cotton, and there was a sense of depression that they couldn't release at all. The power coming from He Yiming's hand didn't seem to be very large, but their strength just couldn't penetrate this layer of cotton and hurt him in the slightest.

Immediately afterwards, He Yiming's hands flew up, and his speed was also not very fast, as if he was practicing boxing on his own in an open space, and the boxing method he practiced was the widely spread Mianzhang in the water system exercises.

However, it was this set of ordinary cotton palms in his hands that exerted incredible power.

His palms pushed, lifted, sucked, or pulled, and the clearly visible movements seemed to have a powerful magic, forming a vortex within a few meters of his body that he was firmly controlled.

Whether it is Zhuang Yuan or Xiao Yilin, after trying their best, they can't break free from this invisible whirlpool.

The faces of the two of them had become extremely gloomy, at this time, of course, they understood how unfathomable the strength of this young man was, and they also knew that Xiao Yifan lying on the ground was definitely unlucky. But at this time, they are already too busy to take care of themselves, how can they still take care of others, they can only struggle in this whirlpool as hard as they can, in order to be able to get out.

Although the water system cotton palm is only the first time He Yiming has used it to fight against people, the essence of the cotton palm has been greatly reflected in his hands, especially the sticky kung fu that controls the space with one hand, like glue, is even more vividly exerted by him.

At this moment, in the eyes of Zhuang Yuan and the others, He Yiming was like a huge, terrifying humanoid spider. Every palm that swings out is a spider silk that spits out. This spider silk has a strong stickiness on it, and it is wrapping around the two of them.

Even with Xiao Yilin's innate light-weight exercises, there is a feeling that he is becoming more and more inextricable. If it weren't for the horror of death, which made these two people unwilling to be captured, then they would have given up resistance at this moment.

Slowly, the two of them were like insects stuck in a spider's web, although they tried their best to flap their wings, but they were sticking tighter and tighter, and there was no possibility of breaking free.

It's just that the only thing that gives them a glimmer of hope is that He Yiming's cotton palm is not powerful, and it doesn't seem to be able to cause them substantial damage except for this terrifying entangling power. And this may be the only reason why they can still persevere.

In fact, He Yiming's palms were just waving casually, but his mind was focused on the feet of these two people.

Especially Xiao Yilin, his pace is still unpredictable, if it weren't for He Yiming's strength is indeed too much stronger than him, then at this moment he may have been out of the control of Mianzhang.

After he heard the conversation between them, he had already decided to kill them all, and the feeling was so strong and irreversible.

It's just that after killing Xiao Yifan, his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered the set of innate light body exercises that the Xiao family brothers showed in the Yuan family. It was this set of exercises that originated from ** that made him have great interest and understanding.

It was he who used his palms to control the two of them by his side, and slowly observed and experienced.

The personal experience and the spectator are really two completely different feelings, although there is a lack of the clear intellect of the spectator, but it can make him more involved in it.

In his senses, Xiao Yilin was not a person, but turned into a cloud of mist, constantly changing in a strange form, and his palms formed an invisible wall, trapping this cloud and mist in it.

I don't know how long this feeling lasted, He Yiming suddenly found that the cloud had dispersed, as if it had been turned into nothing under the exposure of the sun.

He was shocked, and suddenly woke up from that wonderful realm.

As soon as his eyes turned, Xiao Yilin had already fallen to the ground, his eyes were scattered but not condensed, and his whole body was as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he was soaked with sweat. In He Yiming's feelings, his muscles were even softer, and there was no trace of the powerful aura of a cultivator, but as if he was a person who had been paralyzed for many years, there was no elasticity at all. Moreover, his body was constantly twitching slightly, exhaling more and inhaling less, and it seemed that even if he left it alone, he could choke at any time.

A violent wheezing sound like an old ox pulling a cart came from He Yiming's side, and he turned his head to glance at it.

Zhuang Yuan was still circling around him, but under the power of his palms, it was still impossible to have the slightest chance to break through.

And every time he intersects with He Yiming's fists and palms, his internal strength will be greatly consumed, and at this moment, it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and it seems that he will fall down at any time.

At this point, He Yiming finally understood.

Although he didn't kill them, because of the resentment in his heart, it was naturally impossible to show mercy to these two people.

The strength on the palms has always been maintained at a certain intensity, just like a big grinding plate, which wears out the internal strength of the two of them little by little.

This feeling is actually very terrifying, Zhuang Yuan and Xiao Yilin would rather be killed all at once like Xiao Yifan, rather than be exhausted to death like this. It's just that at that point, their life and death can no longer be controlled by themselves, and they can only continue to rotate along He Yiming's baton.

It wasn't until one of them fell down with exhaustion that He Yiming came to his senses.

At this time, Zhuang Yuan's eyes did not have the arrogance, anger and resentment of the right talent. But like Xiao Yilin, he seems to be delirious.

Under exhaustion, no matter what kind of emotions are not reserved, perhaps the only thought in his mind is to lie down and sleep regardless of everything.

The reason why he was able to persist was almost an instinct on his part, supported by a desire to survive.

For some reason, He Yiming didn't feel any excitement in his heart, he just sighed deeply, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased a few times, and he hit it gently, shaking Zhuang Yuan's arm open, and silently pressing on his chest.

The powerful True Qi surged out like a fly, instantly shattering all his internal organs into powder.

Zhuang Yuan's feet suddenly stopped, and a relieved exhalation came out of his mouth, and at this last moment, he seemed to have woken up from his blankness, but in his eyes, there seemed to be only a sense of relief.

He Yiming's gaze swept across the ground and looked up at the sky.

It was still dark and gloomy, but he knew that it was going to light up soon.

Naturally, the three people on the ground couldn't stay here like this, although He Yiming didn't have the slightest impression except that he knew that their master was called Lu Xinwen. But since they were able to train such a disciple, and they still had such a strong confidence in Lu Xinwen, then it was absolutely impossible for this person's strength to be below them, and there was even the possibility of becoming a master of the innate realm.

inexplicably encountered such a character, even if it was He Yiming, he couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh.

He grabbed the three people on the ground, and although the weight of the three of them was much heavier than the Daguan Knife, it still couldn't cause him any burden.

He took a big step and walked towards the high mountain where he had previously exercised the Daguan Knife.

Although his speed cannot be compared with the two brothers of the Xiao family, he has innate true qi as the base, but he is not inferior to Zhuang Yuan.

By the time the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon, he had already climbed the mountain.

After slamming a few times on the ground, a big crater was blasted, and after hesitating for a moment, He Yiming reached out and took off the golden arm guards on the two Xiao brothers, and then groped around their bodies for a while.

The most precious thing on their bodies was undoubtedly the bottle of energy gold pill, and in addition, there was only some money in the gold ingots. As for the innate light weight cheats that He Yiming hoped to find, it was not on them at all.

After putting these things away, He Yiming threw the bodies of the three into the pit, swept a few feet, and covered the surrounding mud. Although this dirt bag is very simple, it can be regarded as a grave at all.

Suddenly, He Yiming remembered the man in black he met when he was celebrating the Cheng family's birthday in Taicang County.

At that time, he just wanted to snatch the so-called secret book, but the powerful power of the 36th style of the mountain directly killed the man in black on the spot.

It's just that this is not the first time he has killed someone, so when dealing with it, he is relatively calm.

However, thinking about it at the moment, what he did at that time seemed to be no different from today's Xiao Yifan. It's just that the brothers of the Xiao family are becoming more and more ruthless.

He sighed softly, could it be that in the bottom of everyone's heart, there are such terrifying thoughts and thoughts, but some people show it because of their strength, while the vast majority of people are forced to hide in their hearts because they don't have this powerful power.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and if that was the case, then the world would be terrible.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on his head.

He looked up in surprise, and at some point, it was already drizzling in the mountains and forests.

Inexplicably, an indescribable annoyance surged up in his heart, and he jumped up violently and ran towards the top of the mountain as fast as he could.

Although the mountain that is difficult for ordinary people to climb is not as flat as he is walking on the ground in He Yiming's eyes, it is impossible for him to make it difficult.

His body was like a big horse monkey, his feet kept kicking lightly on the trees, and every time he jumped out, he could quickly jump out of a distance, and it didn't take long for him to reach the peak of this high mountain.

At this time, the mountain rain was already getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops were connected together like a net, hanging in front of his eyes.

The rustle of leaves in the wind and rain matched the rhythm of the rain, sometimes heavy, sometimes soothing, as if he had conjured up a beautiful movement in his heart.

He looked out to see that between the mountains, there were layers of thick fog.

In the rain, these clouds seem to have been washed and revealed their colorful side.

In an instant, the clouds suddenly became brilliant, and they were like the blooming purple-red buds, like the charming maiden dancing with the veils, and more like the fiery red camellia blooming all over the mountains and fields, laughing, comparing each other's beauty.

He Yiming's soul also seemed to have been washed by this sudden mountain rain, and all the dust on it was cleaned in an instant.

There was no longer the slightest thought of the world in his heart, and his eyes were clear and pure, like a newborn baby, looking at the world with a curious gaze.

In his mind, a cloud appeared again, a cloud that was constantly dancing and unpredictable.

On the ring of the Cheng family in Taicang County, the unpredictable, without a trace, without a trace, without a trace.

The Yuan family of Zhengtong County, the strange and changeable magical pace of the Xiao brothers, which is impossible to comprehend.

And everything that I experienced in person just now, everything I felt from Xiao Yilin, seemed to have completely exploded at this moment.

He Yiming slowly closed his eyes, he no longer looked at the world with his eyes, but used his heart to comprehend this magical world.

In his heart, the continuous mountain rain and the churning clouds gave him a magical feeling to the extreme.

The magic of nature is so powerful, and he, a master of the innate realm, is insignificant and worthless here.

The churning clouds in his mind gradually formed a figure, and slowly, the figure became clear, constantly doing all kinds of magical actions in his consciousness.

In these movements, he can see the shadow of the ** seal, and he can also see the magical steps of the two Xiao brothers, but more, he passed through the change of this figure, but what he saw was the drizzle overhead, but the clouds and mist among the mountains.

He stood silently on the top of the mountain, feeling the surging incredible breath of nature, and his whole person seemed to have merged into the heaven and earth at this moment.

His consciousness seemed to have escaped from his body, soaring through this magnificent cloud, and finally becoming a part of it.

Suddenly, the figure in his mind became clear, and his movements were no longer chaotic, but formed a perfect system, as if it was the ** fog of nature, ethereal.

Finally, the figure finally stopped.

And at this moment, He Yiming saw clearly that this figure was none other than himself......

His eyes suddenly opened, and he looked up, and the mountain rain in the sky had stopped for some time, and the red sun was hanging high above his head, exuding a warm light.

In front of his eyes, the clouds that had surrounded the mountains had receded, and the mountains in the distance were clearly visible as far as the eye could see.

Only then did he realize that the seemingly tall mountain under his feet was just a dirt bag among the mountains.

In the distance, the mountains are majestic, the mountains are overlapping, the strange peaks are abrupt, towering into the clouds, and how majestic and majestic, unstoppable.

He exhaled softly, and suddenly there was such a feeling in his heart.

After stepping into the innate world, it was as if he had climbed this mountain, but in front of him, there were more, bigger peaks, and these peaks were still waiting for him to climb.

Looking at the seemingly never-ending sky, his heart was full of excitement, and he suddenly burst into a long laugh, roaring in the mountains and forests, conveying the ...... between heaven and earth