After saying that, she swung the knife again. Xi Heng had just lowered his right hand that was releasing the blood arrow, dodged the opponent's attack by turning sideways, turned around and used the third level of the Red Line Sword Technique to fill his sleeves with blood. The sword blade slashed, and the flashing red line cut off the black-robed man's left hand and forearm, and the black cloth and white hand were raised high. Before they could continue to expand their victory, a whistling sound suddenly came from behind. Xi Heng turned his head and glanced back, and saw another blurry black long knife suddenly coming towards him, which seemed quite inconspicuous under the dark sky. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to dodge, but the blade still left a bloody mark on her shoulder and upper arm. Seeing that this man was going to turn the knife to attack again, Xi Heng suddenly opened the five fingers of his left hand and waved at him - "Change!" After she uttered the loud voice, the nails on her left hand began to grow rapidly and in just a moment they became thick white bones as thick as tree branches. As soon as it grew, the gray skeleton immediately fell off and shattered, turning into countless fragments and spraying towards the attacker.
With a "puff", countless broken bones rushed out like a ferocious beast and smashed the opponent's figure into a distance. Xi Heng had no time to finish off the opponent, and the next moment another knife flashed towards her from the right. It was the woman in black who recovered from the inconvenience of losing her left hand and chopped at her with the knife in one hand. But without one hand, both the momentum and strength have diminished a lot compared to before. Xi Heng only used all his strength to raise his sword and easily blocked the attack. The sword blade turned and slashed towards his wrist, leaving another thick bloody mark with a swish sound. Xi Heng turned her right hand again, and the waving blood lines on her arm glowed scarlet. Drops of human blood spilled on the ground floated up, rotating and gathering in front of her. "flutter!" The girl pushed out with her right hand, and the surging blood suddenly hit the enemy who was still trying his best to hold the knife. The enemy was thrown backwards as if he had been hit by a car, and the back of his head hit the wall. He instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground. Xi Heng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, put the red-stained blade back into the sheath with his right hand, and then slowly let go of his hand to cover the wound on his shoulder. After the muscles relaxed, the injured area became more and more painful. She propped up her left arm and took a closer look at the bleeding wound, then slowly bent down. There probably isn't any doctor in this city who can provide her with emergency treatment. Xi Heng slowly bent down, silently read the inventory in his mind, and took out the book "Blood Sea Dafa" from it. With the faint light from the sky, she turned the red book to the middle, carefully read the crooked words on it, and found one of the pages. Looking at the words on it, Xi Heng dipped his hand in the blood of the corpse on the ground and drew a circle around the wound on his shoulder. Then he squatted down, and used the blood that kept oozing out of his shoulder to draw a similar circular mark on the forehead of the person who had injured him. Afterwards, Xi Heng drew a formation of sacrificing flesh and blood on the ground with his fingertips as usual.
"I will give you your life in exchange for my life." She said in a low voice, and the corpse on the ground quickly became dry. Gradually, the blood flow from her shoulder stagnated. Although this kind of evil magic cannot be considered a true treatment or healing, it can at least alleviate the injuries. She walked towards the black-robed woman on the other side, tore off strips of cloth from under her black robe, and wrapped them around the wound on her shoulder, wrapping them around and around. After she finished, she kicked away the body she had sucked dry, dragged the other two bodies onto it, and drew a bone-shattering blood mark on her arm. "The flesh and blood of warriors seem to be more useful than those of ordinary people... they have more spirits in their bodies." Xi Heng looked at the corpse that had not yet completely shriveled up, muttered to himself, and drew another blood arrow. After doing all this, she left the place immediately. …… As night fell, the sky grew darker. The main city wall in the south where the war had already begun was still reflecting flames all over the sky, and from time to time there were long shouts and roars. Xi Heng walked slowly with the crowd on the street, silently staring at the warriors flying around above the eaves using light skills. She no longer wanted to attract attention, so she hid among the wandering crowd and leaned towards the north city gate. The pedestrians ahead lit torches and lanterns. Without them, it would have been pitch dark tonight. The further north you get, the more people there are, and the more chaotic the situation becomes. When they arrived at the north gate, Xi Heng was at the end of the line and looking forward, the crowd near the gate was so long that it seemed as if it stretched as far as the eye could see. People were crowded together, and screams and cries of pain could be heard from time to time. The figures were so crowded together that they seemed to fill up the streets of the entire city, leaving not even much room for each other to step. And even though it is so crowded, there are still countless people behind pushing forward. Xi Heng waited for a long time in an open place in the distance, but the number of people in front of him did not decrease at all. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the noisy crowd in front of me was becoming more and more blurred. There were only a few points of light flickering and swaying from people holding torches or lanterns, and from a distance it looked like watching sky lanterns slowly flying away in the night sky. "If I keep waiting like this, I might not be able to leave Jinshi City until tomorrow." Xi Heng thought. She looked up at the sky. It was a dark and windy night. She thought she would not be seen by other warriors if she left using the Light Kung Fu. "We can just find an open area and use Qinggong to climb over the city wall... and then follow the official road back to the north." The girl nodded and was about to do it when she suddenly heard an unpleasant shout like a hissing sound coming from not far to the south: "The city is broken!" "The city gate is broken! The Tianliang thieves are coming!" These shouts were like flames that ignited strings of firecrackers, instantly causing the entire city to erupt in chaos far greater than before.
The constables and runners who were still barely maintaining order dispersed as if they had agreed to do so, and fled through the city gate on horseback. No one cared when the bailiff's horse accidentally trampled several people to death while escaping. More people swarmed towards the three narrow city gates. In the chaotic and crowded crowd, the group at the back who saw no hope of leaving became increasingly anxious and began to directly collide with the group in front. This anxious madness spread quickly. People pushed each other to the ground and trampled on them. Regardless of the wailing under their feet, they rushed towards the city gate that represented the hope of escape. "How could it be broken so quickly?" Xi Heng remembered that it had only been half an hour since the siege. In ancient times, it was rare for a siege to be taken in a day or two, let alone a large city like this with strong walls. It was not uncommon for a siege to last for several months or even a stalemate for several years. "Could it be that with high-end combat power like warriors, they can directly cross the obstacles of the city walls and assassinate senior officials from the inside?" Xi Heng guessed. Losing a leader and losing unity of purpose would lead to such a disastrous defeat. "Or maybe it's just fake news, and it was deliberately shouted out to cause chaos." Xi Heng silently looked at the chaos in front of him from the empty back, not paying any attention to it. She is a warrior who can use her lightness skills to cross the city wall directly, so the worldly troubles in front of her have no effect on her. Xi Heng saw many corpses lying on the ground, trampled and motionless. The scene was like hell on earth. She shook her head and said, "It's time to go." It’s a pity that so much blood and flesh is wasted here. She didn't have time to sacrifice so many corpses, and actually didn't need too many spells. After saying that, Xi Heng turned around and ran towards the other side of the towering city wall where few people were. His energy and blood turned into leg strength, and he climbed up using light skills. Fortunately, her martial arts skills have reached the level of Ming Jin, and her qi, blood and body are coordinated. Otherwise, if she made a mistake while climbing the seven or eight meter high city wall, she would fall in mid-air. Xi Heng climbed over the city wall and followed the blue-gray wall to find the official road leading to the capital again. It was a long journey, and countless common people who still had some wealth walked together along the wide official road towards the north. Xi Heng did not follow the crowd. After finding the official road, she followed the route in her memory and returned to the village at the foot of Yaowang Mountain where she first loaded the game. After half a day's journey, we arrived at the foot of Yaowang Mountain. She circled half a circle and finally returned to the village. It was still dawn and most of the villagers were still asleep. The roosters crowed loudly at the first light in the east, causing the dogs to bark. The ground in the village is dry and cracked due to the long drought in recent years, which is the worst this year. The girl walked along the village road and found the room she had not lived in for two years. Perhaps because there were many dilapidated houses in the village, her little house was not occupied by other villagers at the moment, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust. After being away for so long, this small room still looks habitable. "Compared to the living environment of the Red Line Sword Academy, it's still much worse..." Xi Heng muttered to himself as he walked to the familiar broken wooden table. He brushed off the dust on the table and chairs, put down the package in his hand, and took out a book with a dark red cover.
It had only been one day since they parted, and when Xi Heng looked at the secret book, he recalled the appearance of Senior Sister Hong Miao. Unfortunately, Senior Sister Hong Miao wanted to seek revenge, but he did not have enough strength to help her. "After this life, I guess we won't see each other again?" Xi Heng muttered to himself and let out a light breath. "There is no banquet that will last forever... No matter how precious something is, it is not truly eternal. Everything will change in the end." Xi Heng said a few words of insights and silently opened the secret book in his hand. There were a few new sheets of paper inserted in the preface section at the front of the book. They were written specifically for her by Senior Sister Hong Miao, and contained some explanations about dark energy and tips for breaking through. Xi Heng had already heard his senior sister talk about the part at the beginning about regulating qi and blood, strengthening strength and refining bones yesterday, so he skipped it for now. After that, it is the part about sword practice. The words "sword intent" are rather metaphysical and difficult to describe in words. People can only comprehend and grasp them at important moments and develop a sword intent that is unique to them. Many martial arts apprentices whose bodies are strong enough and who can vaguely sense the energy but still have difficulty in entering the state of strength, do so because they are unable to grasp the "intention" of the martial arts in their hands. Whether it is the fist intention, palm intention, sword intention or knife intention, they are all a kind of tempering and evolution of Kung Fu in the mind. Once the apprentice has honed his mental skills, he is very close to entering the realm of strength. And if you can hone your own unique intention, you will not encounter any bottlenecks before your Ming Jin is fully developed. In the Red Line Sword Technique, the most commonly used way to hone sword intent is to kill people. The Red Line Sword is originally a sword of killing. Most of its sword techniques are killing techniques, and the others are radical offensive techniques that are closely related to the word "killing". Xi Heng remembered that when he started learning sword, he asked the elder of the Sword Academy how to quickly improve his martial arts level. What the other party said was to understand the sword intent in the Sword of Killing. "So as long as I kill enough, I can easily reach the dark energy?" Xi Heng said to himself. Turning to another page of the preface written by the senior sister, Xi Heng's idea was denied. The killing that the Red Line Sword respects is not just massacre. If you just swing the sword mechanically, chopping off a person's head like killing a pig or a sheep, it will be almost useless to enhance the sword intent and swordsmanship. Killing, as respected by the Red Line Sword, is an extremely sacred thing. In the past, extreme people in the Blood Line Sword sect would even fast for three days, burn incense and bathe, and pray to the ancestors before preparing to kill someone. "Killing is not a sin, nor is it something to be boasted about." Xi Heng recited a sentence written by his senior sister: "It is something that needs to be treated seriously and with respect." "You must be honest with the sword and yourself. If you just kill indiscriminately, it will be difficult to hone and purify the Red Line Sword Intent." After reading it, Xi Heng sighed. It would be great if I could improve my swordsmanship just by killing people randomly. Just like you gain experience points by killing people in a game, you can level up by accumulating them continuously. "To kill with all my heart and sincerity..." As a person who traveled through time from a modern society ruled by law, Xi Heng found it difficult to understand what kind of mental state these eight words described. "Maybe it's the mentality of the crazy criminal in the story who regards killing as an art?" Xi Heng thought that he was still a normal person and would not do such extreme things.
"Either kill someone, or try another method and continue to hone your sword skills with the sword of sacrifice." "For me, this second method may be easier." "But let's try the first method first in this life. If it doesn't work, I'll practice the sword intent of sacrificing one's life." Xi Heng made up his mind silently. What follows in the book are some tips on entering the dark energy and practicing it afterwards. She read it silently, noted down a few key points, and turned the page. At the end of the preface, there is a passage left by Senior Sister Hong Miao: "I have been too deeply involved in martial arts in my life. I have to do what I am doing today. I cannot escape this bondage."