Chapter 220 The master is indeed invincible!

"What's the matter, girl?"

Helan Jiacheng stood on his sword and asked tentatively, his words polite.

He looked seriously at the woman wearing red armor in front of him.

The long spear was hanging sideways on the white horse. Only the sharp tip of the spear was exposed, but it was already extremely dazzling.

At the same time, the narrow sword and long sword hung on the woman's waist.

He didn't need to test it to know that this was absolutely extraordinary, and might even be of a higher grade than the one at his feet.

His sword is named Baiyue. It comes from the Sword Tomb on Zongmen Mountain and is one of the most famous swords in Nanjingzhou.

However, it is still not as good as a woman's long sword.

Just from the equipment that resembles that of an immortal, it makes him feel extremely oppressive.

This woman's aura is so fierce.

He didn't know what kind of killing he would have to go through to bring the murderous aura of a mere middle martial artist to such a level.

That's why Helan Jiacheng didn't leave rashly or hand out the second sword in front of her.

The higher the realm, the broader the world you see.

It would be difficult to know that this vast world is not limited to continental dynasties, but there are many families that have been hermits for thousands of years, and their strength is even more powerful until they have ascended to the divine realm.

"Did you shoot that sword in the sky just now?" Song Yizhi said indifferently.

Helan Jiacheng frowned: "It has nothing to do with you. I, Helan Jiacheng, draw my sword, why do I need to explain to others?"

After all, he is a swordsman in the martial arts realm. Even if he is a little more cautious, his sword heart is still the same.

When a swordsman draws a sword, it is the same as when a martial artist throws a punch. There is no need to explain how to draw a sword. You just do it after thinking about it. This is the heart of the sword.

Song Yizhi raised his eyes slightly, feeling a little strange, and then nodded: "The sword's heart is good."

Helan Jiacheng suddenly smiled.

He didn't expect that he, a divine swordsman in the Immortal Ascension Realm, would be told that his swordsmanship was good by a girl who had just arrived at the Sea Viewing Realm. I'm afraid no one would believe it if he spread the news.

"I don't know if the girl wants to stop me. If you are just passing by, please give way."

Song Yizhi touched the white horse, his beautiful face was still cold. Even in the face of the pressure released by Helan Jiacheng, there was no fluctuation at all, but the heroic look on his brows was compelling.

"That sword is for Fengjiang."

"Humph, what's going on?"

"That's right." Song Yizhi looked slightly relieved when he heard this. Then he dismounted and led the white horse to the side of a small tree: "I'll fight with you."

Helan Jiacheng: "?"

Song Yizhi walked back to the muddy road and looked directly at Helan Jiacheng.

Although I came back later.

But it can be considered as catching up.

According to Song Yizhi's simple understanding of human nature, in her opinion, since she decided to accept him as her disciple, as a master, she naturally has the obligation to protect her disciple until he becomes a sword.

After all, he is her first apprentice, and perhaps her only one.

I don't know what Chen Mu thinks, but she is quite serious.

After receiving the news, I hurriedly hurriedly worried that I would be late when I came back. As a master, I would be unable to contribute, which would be a bit unjustifiable.

But she was lucky, Helan Jiacheng's sword confirmed her position just now.

Since he is using his sword against the city of Fengjiang.

He is naturally the enemy of his cheap apprentice.

But what Song Yizhi was confused about was how long he had just left.

Did he directly offend the Shangwu realm sword cultivator?

I remember that before, I only had a fight with people from Tengyun Guanhai Realm.

It seems that there are very few people in the Longmen realm.

It seems that before leaving, it is indeed necessary to have a good education.

Now that I have finished my things in Dongzhou, I have some time, but not a lot.

While thinking about it, she slowly stepped forward.

Helan Jiacheng's eyes were complicated, and he was a little angry. It was not because of the arrogance of the woman in front of him, but because of the inexplicable weirdness in his heart, but he couldn't see anything strange!

This is not quite right.

As for Song Yizhi, he felt that he was not mistaken. He was just a sword cultivator who had just arrived at the Sea Viewing Realm. The things he wore were just a little extravagant, that's all.

But where does this sense of oppression and inner panic come from?

The gap in realm is so huge that it is impossible for the other party to give him such a feeling!

His sword heart is trembling!

Seeing Song Yizhi, who was carrying a narrow sword and a long sword across his body, getting closer and closer, Helan Jiacheng's eyes suddenly changed, and he flew directly into the sky, and then stared down, as if facing a formidable enemy!

No, it’s so wrong!

Song Yizhi raised his head and did not move the white narrow knife with a wind chime hanging on it, nor did he mean to draw the sword.

The moment he raised his head, a tiny white light flew out from between his eyebrows!

So fast!

It actually makes even a person in the Divine Ascension Realm unable to detect it!

Only the ominous feeling before death made Helan Jiacheng's sword heart restless.

Within his body is the sword embryo.

Wen Yang's natal flying sword also began to tremble violently and let out a mournful cry!

Helan Jiacheng's expression changed. Before he could use the Moon Worshiping Sword, the natal flying sword in his body flew out on its own. When the sword body was halfway out of the eyebrows!

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and Helan Jiacheng felt like his soul was shaking and he had a splitting headache.

He didn't know what happened at all, he only knew that his natal flying sword acted on its own in order to protect its master.

But this time it came suddenly, without any preparation, and it actually hurt the sword spirit of the natal sword with one blow.

Helan Jiacheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were horrified!

"Who are you? You are not in the sea-viewing realm! I am from the Helan Sword Sect. If you have anything to say, we can talk slowly!"

"Don't talk about it."

Song Yizhi replied with two words indifferently, and then wherever his eyes went, the almost invisible subtle fluctuation struck again.

puff!

Helan Jiacheng's right arm was pierced!

Jean looked confused.

what happened?

Where did the sword come from?

He was furious in his heart, but he had no clue. This might be the most outrageous duel he had ever encountered since he became the Immortal Sword Immortal of the Immortal Ascension Realm!

Sword cultivators kill people regardless of the strength of their aura.

Just like the sword that split the clouds and mist before, it was only superficial. Of course, although the killing power was still powerful, it was only for outsiders to see.

When a swordsman really wants to kill someone, a few swords may make the difference between life and death.

No matter how small the scene is, it doesn't mean it is weak in killing power.

No matter how grand the scene is, if it doesn't kill people, it's still garbage.

This is a truth that only sword immortals can understand.

now,

Helan Jiacheng stabilized the intelligence of his natal flying sword, and then used it again, holding the Moon Worshiping Sword in one hand to defend.

Bang!

The natal flying sword encountered another collision, and it seemed that only it could find the invisible sword strike.

Helan Jiacheng frowned, as if he had found a trace in his heart.

Then he stared, as if in disbelief, and shouted loudly:

"You are... a colorless sword embryo! You have cultivated a colorless sword!"
To be continued...