Disappears only because it's faster than the eye can see.

This flying sword actually took an extremely simple sword path.

It's just straight forward, accelerating.

The distance between two points is always the shortest in a straight line, and it's actually her favorite way to fight.

Martial arts in the world, only fast and unbreakable, this sentence will be said by many martial artists, and it is also true in the world of cultivators.

It's all about how to do it faster.

Xi Huiwei's flying sword was already faster than common sense, and even in her own perception, there was only a piece of clear light breaking through to the sides in the space between her and Helan Guanshan.

In her own perception, this flying sword had even turned into an inscrutable shadow.

A drop of blood dripped from the corner of Helan Guanshan's lips.

This drop of blood appeared, before her flying sword disappeared.

Therefore, it was definitely not the sword qi of her flying sword that was injured, but the rush that came from the true yuan in his body that exceeded the limit.

A black ball flew out of his chest.

The black ball had been hanging on his chest all along, just inside his armor, and no one had ever seen it, no one had noticed.

When Xi Huiwei's flying sword broke through the clear light and came, the black ball spread out and blossomed.

It is not the petals that bloom, but the countless filaments.

One end of the filament pierced into the flesh of his own body, and the other end wound towards the flying sword.

The frantically surging True Yuan in his body poured into these filaments, turning into an unusually violent force.

He didn't need to care about Xi Huiwei's sword path at all.

Even though the sword was faster than he could perceive, these black filaments filled the space in front of him, and no matter where the flying sword came from, it would touch some of them.

The flying sword came straight and touched the first filament.

In Helan Guanshan's perception, this flying sword clearly appeared, and then all the filaments rolled over incomparably frantically.

A powerful impact force surged outward from the contact surface between Xi Huiwei's flying sword and the black silk, but at this moment, the tail end of the black silk had already detached from the flesh and blood of Helan Guanshan.

All these black strands have condensed into one strand.

The knotted black silk turned into a black sword.

The section of the black sword is like a snake's mouth, biting Xi Huiwei's sword.

These black silks have become the perfect channel for the flow of true yuan, even if it is only for a short moment, the power of true yuan contained in this black flying sword has surpassed all the flying swords in the world.

The victory and defeat between the flying swords were divided in an instant.

Xi Huiwei's sword was still accelerating wildly, but it couldn't move an inch.

The blade of any flying sword was slender but extremely strong, but at this time, her flying sword could not withstand the squeeze of two terrifying forces, and then began to shatter and disintegrate.

Xi Huiwei's face turned pale.

Blood was pouring from the corners of her mouth.

However, her body had begun to speed up at a terrifying speed.

She stretched out her fist.

The True Yuan in her body let out a loud roar.

She jumped up, and at the moment when the black silk was shattered by the shattered sword fragments, she punched Helan Guanshan's chest.

Yuan Yan's face was even paler than her.

She couldn't describe the momentum of Xi Huiwei's punch in words.

She just felt that even if Helan Guanshan was really a mountain and a round of scorching sun, Xi Huiwei's punch would hit it like this.

Helan Guanshan raised his head.

His three wisps of rat whiskers fluttered, and his appearance still looked a little obscene to the young cultivators of the Northern Wei Dynasty now.

However, his eyes began to glow.

His whole body began to glow.

Xi Huiwei's punch was very selfless, and his power was stronger than that flying sword.

However, the speed cannot be compared to that of a flying sword.

In that case, the threat of this punch was not at all as good as that flying sword to him.

His fist was also smoothly extended.

There was a loud bang.

When the fist and fist met, the black armor on his arm shattered instantly, like countless catkins flying out.

Xi Huiwei's body flew out upside down, and the clothes on her arm were directly shattered into powder and disappeared.

Helan Guanshan's feet were deep in the dirt, and he ploughed back two ravines, until he retreated three steps in front of Yuan Yan.

Xi Huiwei slammed to the ground, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist.

Helan Guanshan slowly put away his fist.

Under his skin, many meridians bulged and twisted together.

This punch also caused him a lot of damage, and he may not be able to fight with this hand again for a long time to come.

It's just that whether it's sword to sword or punch to fist, he wins.

He raised his head indifferently, glanced at Xi Huiwei, who was shaking and standing up, and did not speak, but the meaning in his eyes was already very clear: "You are not my opponent, how can you be qualified to challenge Lord Demon Sect, after so many years, you are still so weak." ”

He was ready to try to kill the other party.

In any case, the other party is at least a cultivator of the Divine Mind Realm, and at least knows a lot of secrets of the Demon Sect, and is a threat to the Demon Sect.

However, in the next moment, he changed his mind.

For he felt an even more powerful aura approaching.

"It should be Ye Duyu. ”

He turned his head, glanced at Yuan Yan, and said, "From now on, if you want to run for your own life, I will also run for my own life." ”

Yuan Yan knew very well what he meant by this.

Without even any superfluous words, the eldest princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty turned around and burrowed into the dense forest.

"If there is still a chance to meet.... I'll kill you. ”

Helan Guanshan coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, and then he looked at Xi Huiwei like a naked lamb and said this, and then he restrained his breath, just a flick, and disappeared from Xi Huiwei's sight.

Shortly after he disappeared, the mist in the woodland surged out like a lake.

Ye Duyu's figure appeared in front of Xi Huiwei.

The mist crashed against the grass, trees, mountains and rocks, and there were different echoes.

Ye Duyu, a half-saint, was sure that there were no more cultivators, and he looked at Xi Huiwei who began to swallow the pill with some emotion, and said softly, "Is it worth it to deliberately lose in his hands?"

"It's certainly worth it to make him misjudge. ”

Xi Huiwei raised his head, his complexion finally changed, and he felt a sense of pleasure that he had finally succeeded.

Victory or defeat here is not something she cares about.

What she cared about was a contest with that Demon Sect Lord.

The more powerful the opponent is, the more he has a lot of conspiracies outside of cultivation, the more he will have to make some wrong judgments.

Just losing to Helan Guanshan, he may not necessarily believe it, but if the eldest princess Yuan Yan is present, allowing Yuan Yan to escape from this point should make him believe that his entry over the years is limited to this.

What's more, even if she was really seriously injured, the battle with Helan Guanshan still allowed her to get a lot of useful information.

She thought back to the sword filaments that the black pill spread out into, and recalled the power of that sword.

"Even things like the Meridian Sword Pill have been completely successful, and they can even be used by their disciples... You are truly a genius. She bowed her head in silence.

Over the years, the most terrifying thing about that Demon Sect Lord was not how terrifying his cultivation had improved, but that many of his previous ideas had succeeded one by one.