In all fairness, He Yi is afraid of cultivators.

That's right, it's fear.

Ever since he had witnessed the battle of slaughtering beasts in the depths of the Northern Wilderness Snowfield, the seeds of fear had been planted in his heart.

Whether it's a cultivator, or this kind of uncultivated wilderness......

However, He Yi didn't believe that with his own strength, even a cultivator who had already been seriously injured by the design would not be able to defeat him.

Otherwise, let alone returning to the palace in the future and getting rid of the evil immortals, he can choose to swallow the sword and commit suicide now.

Ordinary mortals can also defeat cultivators———— this is the prerequisite for everything he will do in the future, without this premise, everything can only be empty talk!

"Do you really think that you killed me? The gap between mortals and monks, don't you understand?" General Zhao said, raising the sword in his hand again, pointing at He Yi.

At this time, General Zhao began to admire He Yi a little.

In the previous battle, he had already hit several auras into the opponent's body, especially the last two feet.

If he were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have already been torn apart, and he would have bled to death.

But now, the other party can still stand up.

It's just this tenacity and perseverance that is worth his General Zhao's full strength to send him back to the West with his strongest immortal method!

"You're damned!" He Yi said again.

The black hair flying wildly covered most of He Yi's cheeks, like a down-and-out madman, but his solid voice couldn't help but make General Zhao shiver.

"I think you're looking for death!" General Zhao's face turned cold, and there was a movement in his hand.

If he had just killed this group of soldiers and was just a casual joke, then this time, he was really moving.

The silver sword and silver iron hand were suspended above General Zhao's head out of thin air, and there were words in his mouth, and after a while, the silver sword and iron hand melted into a little liquid, sliding down on General Zhao's body, and soon, his entire body was completely enveloped.

He turned into a sword!

Man and sword in one!

"For the sake of you giving the deity so many treasures, the deity will give you a happy ———— to die!"

Then, the silver sword, which was a man high, turned into a flash of white light, and stabbed towards He Yi suddenly!

The piercing wind danced He Yi's clothes, hunting, his eyes were waveless, ruthless, and seemed to look down on the cycle of life and death, and jumped out of the Yellow Springs Nine Shadows.

Immediately afterwards, He Yi also made a move.

He stared ahead, raising his sword with both hands and slashing from top to bottom.

When the white light transformed by the human sword was about to penetrate He Yi's chest, He Yi suddenly disappeared.

Vanished out of thin air without warning.

It was also at the same moment that above the white light, a second He Yi suddenly appeared.

Then there is the third He Yi, and the fourth He Yi......

Holding the demon slayer high in his hand, he slashed at the white light!

"Phantom!"

The second character, Phantom Character!

"Broken!"

The first character, the broken character!

Dazzling sword qi gushed out!

Click!

Time seems to stand still for a moment.

Then, an incomparably violent spiritual power fluctuation suddenly exploded from the junction of the two swords, emitting a violent roar.

The earth shook violently, trees fell, rocks tumbled, and billowing dust rose into the sky, enveloping the entire forest.

In the smoke and dust, two figures were blown out, flying in two different directions, and fell heavily to the ground.

...... ......

"Ahem.. Ahem..."

I don't know how long it took.

He Yi got up from the ground first, supported the ground with his hands, coughed up a ball of blood foam in his throat, and was forcibly swallowed back by him.

His hands were shaking, and he could barely lift his sword.

Not far away, General Zhao fell beside a tree, struggled for a moment, and finally stood up tremblingly.

His body was covered in blood and wounds, and he looked a little miserable compared to the way he had been at the beginning.

Fang Cai's sword, illusion and broken two words were launched at the same time, the power was several times greater, and a sword cut down, not only knocked General Zhao back to its original form, but also hit it hard.

General Zhao leaned on his upper body, pressing his chest with one hand, there was an extremely terrifying blood hole, penetrating the entire chest, and blood was still oozing out, and the other hand was holding the tree trunk on the side, panting heavily, and it was also in this hand that he was grasping the intact seven-colored demon flower.

I don't know if it's luck, the place where he just fell was next to the seven-colored demon flower.

He finally got what he wanted.

"But what I want, how can I get it?" He Yi leaned against a tree and whispered to himself, looking at the corpses of the recruits all over the ground in front of him, slightly distracted.

"It can't be... That's impossible... Mere mortals..."

How could a mere mortal break his protective aura?

How can it be!

General Zhao's face was full of unwillingness.

He gasped for breath, his eyes looked at the seven-colored demon flower in his hand, and his throat squirmed slightly.

Heaven and earth spiritual treasures such as the seven-colored demon flower are generally used to refine them into pills and pills to exert the greatest effect, and if they are taken directly without refining, the effect will naturally be greatly reduced.

But at this time, he couldn't care about that much.

He had to recover from his injuries as soon as possible and regain his strength, otherwise he would die of excessive blood loss sooner or later.

After thinking about it, General Zhao seemed to have made a great determination and stuffed the seven-colored demon flower into his mouth.

"Don't you think about it!"

He Yi saw that General Zhao was trying to take the seven-colored demon flower and use the huge spiritual power contained in it to recover from his injuries, so he endured the pain in his chest, rushed over and flew up, kicking directly on the opponent's arm, and with a bang, the seven-colored demon flower fell to the side in response.

"What about mortals?" He Yi stood firm, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said hatefully: "Keep saying mortals, mortals, but now you are not trampled under the feet of mere mortals?"

Then, under General Zhao's extremely frightened gaze, He Yi stepped the seven-colored flower into the dirt with one foot.

Immediately after, the force under his feet, the incomparably beautiful flower was instantly shattered, and the seven-colored juice flowed in one place, finally forming a terrifying black.

"No! don't!" General Zhao shouted with a wide range of eyes.

His injuries were immediately affected and he began to vomit blood.

He Yi glanced at him indifferently, didn't pay attention to it, and stepped on it one by one, until the brilliance of the seven-colored demon flower dissipated, the aura was exhausted, and it turned into a mess of mud, and he still didn't stop the movement on his feet.

For this thing, I almost died in this dry snow forest.

For this thing, nearly 100 of his subordinates died.

Everything is thanks to this General Zhao!

"Don't you want this, come on, get it yourself!" He Yi's face was distorted like revenge.

He wanted General Zhao to watch and watch himself destroy what he held dear!

Murder and heartbreaking!

At this moment, General Zhao's face was like ashes.

"You kill me......" General Zhao said in a hoarse voice with a blank look in his eyes.

Seeing his hard-earned seven-colored demon flower being trampled on, General Zhao was almost in despair.

What is it for?

At the end of the day, what do you get?

"When you did evil, did you ever think that you would have such a day?" He Yi put the tip of his sword against General Zhao's neck, looking at the other party condescendingly, and felt a sense of pleasure after revenge in his heart.

"Hehe, hehehehe...... I used to be as jealous as you were. General Zhao smiled suddenly, as if he had accepted his fate, and a flush suddenly rose on his face, and he looked like he was returning to the light.

Although He Yi didn't explain, he could almost guess what He Yi was thinking.

Mocking and scolding yourself for being evil?

But...... General Zhao really doesn't feel how evil he is.

On the contrary, I feel that it all is so natural.

It's like the attitude of ordinary people towards crops. Spring planting and autumn harvest, first take care of the good life, and finally dig the roots of the crops, take the sons of the crops, and eat the crops......

What's wrong?

"Ten years ago, I accidentally got a copy of the Golden Movement Technique and started practicing, and this closed my eyes for two whole years. General Zhao said slowly.

"It's my business!" He Yi said with a dark face.

At this moment, he could have easily ended General Zhao's life, but the ghost sent the gods, and he didn't want to let the other party die so easily.

For such a great evil person, killing him is not enough to vent his anger!

So, he also wanted to hear what the other party had to say.

Then, he ridiculed again to vent his hatred.

General Zhao suddenly smiled again, his appearance was a little hideous and miserable, and said in a deep voice: "I crawled out of the grave, my family thought I was dead, and when I went to find them, I was treated like a ghost, and since then, my heart has changed." There's always a voice in the darkness telling me————What do mortals have to do with you?...... Sooner or later, they're going to die!"

Regardless of whether He Yi listened to it or not, General Zhao said to himself.

It seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, the scene when he was driven away by his closest relatives and treated as a monster by the people around him.

"After another two years, I have done everything I wanted to do before, revenge and kindness, and I have done everything through the strength I gained from my cultivation. But after that, I suddenly felt that my life had no meaning, I had no family, no grievances, and I felt as if I had been isolated by the whole world. The only thing I can do is to constantly improve my strength, I am a monk, I am very strong, I originally wanted to fight the sword rivers and lakes, and do something to eliminate evil and promote good......"

Speaking of this, General Zhao's voice began to become excited: "But that voice continued to tell me———— eliminate evil and promote good......? Sooner or later, they will all die! And I, along with my practice, will have eternal life!"

“......”

"Later, I was defeated by another monk and almost killed by them... After narrowly escaping death, the voice told me that I must do whatever it takes to improve my strength! Unscrupulous means! Unscrupulous means! This is what I should do, as for what will happen to other people, what does it matter to me? Anyway...... Sooner or later, they're going to die!hehe, haha, hahaha.... Anyway, they're going to die sooner or later!"

“......”

"Do you want to have immense power? Do you want to have an endless lifespan? Hehe, hahaha... I've just cultivated the first layer, the first layer, and I've increased my lifespan by three hundred years! What you want to do, what you want to revenge, no matter how difficult it is, in endless time, you can all accomplish it, hehehe, hahaha..."

General Zhao slowly took out a simple exercise booklet from his bosom.

There was a lot of temptation in that weak voice.

Avenge!

He Yi was poked by these two words, and the killing intent in his bones spontaneously gushed out, and a blood-red mist gradually filled his eyes.

He turned around, stared at the exercise book in General Zhao's hand, and took a few steps forward.

Take it away!

Phoenix!

Avenge!

He Yi clenched his fists tightly, like crazy!

"That's right, that's it, cultivate, be strong, and then live forever! After that, you'll have a lot of time to do everything you want!"

General Zhao continued to tempt, his eyes cold and resentful, and he quietly picked up a broken shield in his hand and held it in his hand, conjuring a short dagger from the art of leather.

Phoenix!

Avenge!

No matter how difficult things are, they can all be done in a long time!

He Yi's breathing began to become heavy, as long as he could live forever, he would have enough time for his relatives and brothers who died tragically......

Avenge!

In his mind, he recalled the picture of his father before he died, recalled the trip to the Silent Sea, recalled all the sins committed by Xu Guoshi against his family, and recalled the hundreds of thousands of Beirong men who died in the desert.

"Die!" General Zhao roared cruelly, jumped up from the ground and stabbed He Yi with a dagger!

Bang!

"You brute, you still don't know how to repent!" He Yi saw that General Zhao was still going to be murderous and hurt people, so he kicked the stabbing dagger to the side with a flying kick, and then picked up the demon and cut off General Zhao's head with a sword!

Blood spilled, and General Zhao's head fell to the ground, and at the end of his eyes, there was an unwilling look.

...... ......

He Yi has always been on guard against General Zhao.

Start with the other person saying "Kill me!".

Some people may not be afraid of death, because death is the last part of life for a person.

But for cultivators who have the opportunity to have an endless lifespan, this last part can be extended indefinitely, or even without ......

He Yi believes that there will be people in this world who are not afraid of death.

But He Yi doesn't believe that there will be cultivators in this world who are not afraid of death.

If you are really not afraid of death, why pursue immortality?

The Five Elements Secret Technique fell to the ground from his hand, and was sprinkled with gushing blood, and in the dim firelight, there was an indescribable evil spirit.

He Yi felt quite emotional in his heart, sorted out the random thoughts in his mind, and then his eyes fell on the blood-stained Five Elements Secret Technique.

Recalling the state of being in a demon just now, he still had palpitations.

He Yi picked up the exercise again, held it in his hand and looked at it in a daze, and suddenly remembered what Zhao Jiang said before.

"Anyway...... Sooner or later, they're going to die!"

This sentence seems to have come out of He Yi's heart.

At this moment, He Yi's body began to tremble, his eyes were wide open, and his breathing was heavy, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little more understanding and sympathy for the dead General Zhao.

If there is no end to life, then where is the meaning of living?

If life becomes eternal, then who else will cherish it?

The emptiness and silence brought about by a long life make time meaningless, and you can only prove the value of your existence through an infinite thirst for power.....

"Changsheng, what's so good?" He Yi whispered to himself.

Then, he raised his hand.

Tear that book of the Five Elements Secret Technique, ruthlessly, ruthlessly, into pieces, and sprinkle it all over the sky!