Fast......

The moment when Jimo Vanshu's flying sword stabbed out. It turned out to be so fast.

The black sword flashed like a ghost from hell at an incomparable speed.

When he saw the speed of this sword, He Yiming's eyes lit up, and he actually retreated from that magical realm. He secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity, although he had learned this ability to use the blinding method to achieve the unity of heaven and man from Jimo Fanshu, but after all, his cultivation was still shallow, and he was stimulated by such a fast flying sword, and he suddenly couldn't maintain the absolute peace in his heart.

However, He Yiming was still quite surprised by the speed of this sword. It turned out that in the previous encounter, the old assassin still kept a hand. Even when chasing down the white horse Raiden and fighting Garfield, his sword was not as fast as it was at this moment.

If it weren't for this, He Yiming would not have been easily shaken and exited this wonderful realm.

At this moment, He Yiming deeply realized the depth of the old assassin's city. If it weren't for the fact that the snow fox was too important, it was related to whether they could enter the thousand-year-old Iceland, but I was afraid that Jimo Fanshu would still refuse to show all his strength.

Just when He Yiming thought that the overall situation had been decided, the situation in the field suddenly changed.

The snow fox lying lazily on the ground also became agile in an instant, and its movements did not feel panicked at all, but seemed to have been prepared in advance.

The white light slipped across the ground, so fast that it wasn't even under the sword at all.

It's just that. This holy beast probably didn't expect the speed of this forked sword to be so fast, so when it started, it was a little slower, and the black forked sword was slashed against the fur, splashing a patch of white hair.

"Not good. He Yiming snorted softly, his body moved slightly, and he had already jumped on the white horse thunderbolt.

After seeing the speed of the snow fox, He Yiming suddenly understood that he couldn't catch up no matter what. No wonder Jimo Fanshu said cautiously that this fox is cunning and vigilant, and the speed is the best in the world.

At first, he thought that this sentence was too exaggerated, but after seeing Snow Fox's performance, he realized that what Jimo Fanshu said was not an exaggeration at all.

At this time, his only hope was pinning on the white horse thunderbolt, hoping that after being promoted to the top holy beast, the white horse would be able to overpower the snow fox in speed.

As if he understood what He Yiming meant, the white horse thunderbolt hissed excitedly, it spread its four hooves, and rushed forward like a fly.

One hundred and eight and the Shinto blood condensator flew into the sky almost at the same time, and on their bodies, there was no trace of divine light, even the dazzling colorful light that originally surrounded one hundred and eight's body was also converging and clean.

The speed of the two of them became faster and faster, and they followed closely behind the white horse on the ground, and flew straight into the distance.

Jimo Vanshu jumped up, he stretched out his hand, and the forked sword was already obediently returned to his hand. However, at this time, his face was quite ugly, and his eyes were firmly locked on the snow fox in the distance.

After his figure moved, he forcibly held it down, and others didn't know it. Of course, he knew the speed of the snow fox. Knowing that if you miss, you have already lost this opportunity. Even if it is pursued at his speed, the final result will definitely be useless.

However, at the moment when he hesitated slightly, a flower appeared in front of him, and the same white shadow flashed by his side like lightning.

His heart sank, this speed ......

Inexplicably, a glimmer of hope swelled up in his heart. This speed was also unexpected by him, and perhaps, with this speed, there was still the possibility of catching up.

In the flickering of the figure, several ups and downs of Emperor Shakti had already come to his side.

As soon as he saw his face, Shakti immediately understood that he had missed. However, Emperor Shakti did not have any complaints in his heart, because he knew that in the whole world, except for the old assassin in front of him, no one would be able to bully the Snow Fox Holy Beast within ten feet of him silently.

This time the old Assassin's luck was clearly not good enough, but that didn't mean he had been unlucky.

It's just that before he could say his words of comfort, his eyes were attracted by the white shadow in the distance.

"So fast. Is this the white horse?"

Ji Mo Fanshu nodded with a cold face, and said, "The speed of this white horse was originally not below you and me, but now it has been promoted to the top holy beast, and the speed is even faster. ”

A flash of hope flashed in Shakti's eyes, and he said, "Is there hope for them?"

Jimo Vanshu nodded silently, no matter what was in his heart, but when faced with Shakti's question, he answered honestly, without the slightest hesitation.

Shakti's eyes lit up suddenly, he looked up, looked at the two small black dots in the air, and muttered, "Why are they so fast?"

Jimo Fanshu was slightly stunned, looking at the small black dots in the sky that were gradually moving away, his face became more and more gloomy.

As the number one assassin in the world, his speed is slower than that of the white horse thunderbolt. After all, the innate physique of human beings is still incomparable to spirit beasts, especially when encountering spirit beasts with perverted speed such as white horses and snow foxes, it is not a shame to not be able to catch up with others.

Moreover, as the peak powerhouses of humanity, they all have their own means of saving their lives, even if they are not as fast, but if they want to dodge, even if it is a white horse thunderbolt, they will not want to catch up.

In the past, He Yiming rode a white horse on a white horse in the South China Sea and drove Franklin around for a month, but he never caught up, this is the reason.

However, the one hundred and eight and Shinto blood condensers flying in the sky now were even faster than him in terms of speed, which made it difficult for Jimo Fanshu to accept.

The two Humane Peak Nine Heavens glanced at each other, and they both saw the question in each other's eyes.

How exactly do these guys do it?

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In mid-air, the figure of One Hundred and Eight has changed greatly.

His head turned into a spiky bullet, and his arms rested diagonally at his sides. The proportions are extremely long, and the legs are closed, as if they have been mixed together.

At this time, he no longer appeared as a human being, but became a miniature version of the fighter.

This beautiful streamlined fuselage can exert speed to the extreme in this environment, so he doesn't feel at all struggling to follow the head of the white horse thunderbolt below.

As for the Shinto Blood Condenser, a faint red mist shrouded his body, and this mist completely enveloped him, and the power of heaven and earth flowed around this mist, and pushed it forward quickly.

If He Yiming was here, he would definitely be taken aback and be impressed by the Shinto Blood Condensation Man.

Because at this moment, the Shinto Blood Condensator did not fly with the light of the divine weapon, but directly used his mind to control the power of heaven and earth to fly.

This ability to directly manipulate the power of heaven and earth to soar into the sky is also one of the special abilities of Shinto.

The Shinto people, they have omitted this process of the light of the divine soldier, and instead began to fly with their own body as a divine soldier.

Although the requirements for ideas are more powerful, the effect is far from comparable.

His speed was not inferior to that of a small fighter jet.

Below, two white shadows flew across the ground, and along the way, all the scenery flashed by. Even with Yihe Yiming's eyesight, he couldn't clearly see what it was.

Both the White Horse Thunderbolt and the Snow Fox have released their maximum speed.

When the snow fox was running, there was a faint hint of panic in its eyes, it was rampant on the ice field, with the characteristics of being the fastest among the spirit beasts in the northern frontier, teasing all the creatures in every square inch.

But today, the never-before-seen pursuer behind it made it very jealous, even if it had run out of the milk power, but it still couldn't get rid of the other party's pursuit. And what scared it even more was that the Holy Beast King behind it seemed to be chasing closer and closer.

The white horse thunderbolt's body faintly emitted a trace of purple light, which was the natural reaction of his body after it increased its speed to the limit.

In this purple electric light, it not only stimulates every cell in the white horse's body. Let its speed reach its highest peak, and it can also allow the gradually tired body to slowly regain some strength.

Hakuba's power of thunder and lightning has undergone many changes, and it has not only the power to attack enemies, but also the ability to stimulate its own potential, stimulate recovery, and other auxiliary means.

It is precisely because of this strength that White Horse Raiden has a strong self-confidence that he can catch up with the snow fox.

I don't know how long it has been, but the distance between the two sides is gradually narrowing.

As if sensing something wrong, the snow fox's figure suddenly turned, and he turned his head and ran away in another direction.

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and before he could react, the white horse thunderbolt had already taken the initiative to adjust the direction, and continued to chase behind the snow fox, with an endless posture.

Moreover, after this turn, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

He Yiming's eyelids twitched slightly, and he faintly felt that the snow fox must be playing some trick again.

Otherwise, it will definitely not turn for no reason, allowing the white horse thunderbolt to catch up with a large section.

Looking up, He Yiming looked into the distance, and he saw the snow-covered mountain peaks in the distance, and a burst of realization suddenly surged in his heart.

In front of them, there must be a powerful holy beast, and the snow fox is undoubtedly there to ask for help.

His brows furrowed slightly, and now He Yiming really didn't want to deal with holy beasts other than snow foxes.

He wanted to kill the Snow Fox as soon as possible before he could follow the two to Iceland, and he couldn't wait to meet Yuan Lixun and tell her everything that had happened since the separation.

However, at this moment, a roar like a landslide and tsunami sounded from the front, and the sound was earth-shattering and deafening.