It disappears just because it is faster than the limit that the eyes can see clearly.

This flying sword actually takes a very simple sword path.

It just moves straight forward and accelerates.

The distance between two points is always the shortest straight line, and this is actually her favorite way of fighting.

The martial arts of the world are only fast and cannot be broken. Many martial artists will say this sentence, and it is also the truth in the world of practitioners.

The key is how to do it faster.

Xi Huiwei's flying sword was almost beyond common sense. Even in her own perception, there was only a clear light breaking through the space between her and Helan Guanshan.

In her own perception, the flying sword even turned into an already unimaginable shadow.

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

The appearance of this drop of blood before her flying sword disappeared.

So it was definitely not because of the sword energy of her flying sword, but because of the true energy in his body that exceeded the limit.

A black ball flew out of his chest.

The black ball has been hanging on his chest, but it is in his armor. No one has ever seen it or paid attention to it.

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

What blooms is not petals, but countless thin filaments.

One end of the thin filament pierced into the flesh and blood of his own body, and the other end was circling towards the flying sword flying in.

The true energy flowing wildly in his body poured into these thin filaments and turned into extremely violent power.

He didn't need to care about the sword of Xi Huiwei's sword.

Even though the sword was so fast that it exceeded his perception, these black filaments permeated the space ahead. No matter where the flying sword came, it would touch some of the filaments.

The flying sword came straight and touched the first thin filament.

In Helan Guanshan’s perception, the flying sword appeared clearly, and then all the thin silks rolled over incredibly crazily.

A powerful impact force stormed out from the contact surface between the flying sword of Xi Huiwei and the black silk. However, at this moment, the end of the black silk had already escaped from the flesh and blood of Helan Guanshan.

All these black silks have condensed into a stream.

The twisted black silk turned into a black sword.

A section of the black sword was like a snake's mouth, and it bit Xi Huiwei's sword tightly.

These black silks have become the perfect channel for the flow of true energy. Even in that short moment, the true energy power contained in this black flying sword has surpassed all the flying swords in the world.

The winners and losses between the flying swords were separated in an instant.

Xi Huiwei's sword was still accelerating wildly, but he could not make any progress.

Although the sword body of any flying sword is thin, it is extremely strong. However, at this time, her flying sword cannot withstand the squeeze of two terrifying forces, and then begins to shatter and disintegrate.

Xi Huiwei's face turned pale.

Blood oozed out from the corners of her mouth.

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

She stretched out her fist.

The true energy in her body made a huge roar.

She jumped up, and took advantage of the moment when the black silk was shaken by the broken sword pieces, and punched Helan Guanshan in the chest.

Yuan Yan's face was paler than hers.

She could not describe the momentum of Xi Huiwei's punch in words.

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

Helan Guanshan raised his head.

His three wisps of rat whispers were floating, and his appearance was still a bit vulgar to the young practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

However, his pupils began to shine.

His whole body began to shine.

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

However, the speed cannot be compared with the flying sword.

Since that's the case, the threat of this punch was not as good as that flying sword for him.

His fist also stretched out smoothly.

There was a loud bang.

When his fist met, the black armor on his arm was instantly broken, like countless catkins flying outwards.

Xi Huiwei's body flew backwards, and the clothes on her arm were shattered into powder and disappeared.

Helan Guanshan's feet were deeply trapped in the soil, and two gullies were plowed out from behind, and they stopped until three steps in front of Yuan Yan.

Xi Huiwei fell to the ground with a bang, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist.

Helan Guanshan slowly put away his fists.

Under his skin, many meridians bulged and twisted together.

The fight of this punch also caused great damage to him. For a long time in the future, he may not be able to fight with this hand anymore.

But whether it was sword to sword or fist, he won.

He raised his head indifferently, looked at Xi Huiwei who was shaking his feet, and didn't say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was particularly clear: "You are not my opponent, how can you be qualified to challenge the Lord of the Demon Sect? After so many years, you are still so weak."

He was about to try to kill the other person.

No matter what, the other party is at least a practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts. At least he knows many secrets of Lord Demon Sect and is somewhat threatening Lord Demon Sect.

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

Because he felt a stronger aura approaching.

"It should be Ye Muyu."

He turned around, looked at Yuan Yan, and said, "From now on, you want to run for your own life, and I want to run for your own life."

Yuan Yan knew very well what his words meant.

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

"If there is still a chance to meet... I will kill you."

Helan Guanshan coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, and then he looked at Xi Huiwei as if he was looking at a naked lamb. Then he restrained his breath and disappeared from Xi Huiwei's sight with just a flash of his body.

Shortly after he disappeared, the mist in the woodland stirred outside like a lake.

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

The mist hit the grass, trees, mountains and rocks, and different echoes came.

Ye Muyu, the semi-saint, was sure that there was no cultivator anymore. He looked at Xi Huiwei who had begun to swallow the pill with some emotion, and said softly: "Is it worth it to do it on purpose?"

"It is of course worth it to make him wrong."

Xi Huiwei raised her head, and her expression finally changed a little, and she felt a sense of pleasure of finally succeeding.

The outcome here is not what she cares about.

What she cares about is a contest with the Demon Sect master.

The stronger the opponent is, the more he has many conspiracy methods besides his practice, the more he wants to make some wrong judgments.

He might not necessarily believe it if he lost to Helan Guanshan, but if the eldest princess Yuan Yan was present and let Yuan Yan escape, he would believe that his progress over the years was limited to this.

What's more, even though she was seriously injured, the battle with Helan Guanshan still gave her a lot of useful information.

She recalled the sword silk that spread out from the black pill, and the power of the sword.

"Even things like meridian sword pills have been completely successful, and they can even be used by their disciples... You are indeed a real genius." She lowered her head silently.
Chapter completed!