Three bloodstains appeared out of nowhere, but the Black Spirit Sword Master did not raise his sword to block. Instead, he took advantage of this opportunity to ask: "What kind of trick is this?" The bloodstains only tore the clothes but failed to leave any scars on the skin. Xi Heng naturally did not answer, and continued to wave his hand and shoot out a blood arrow. A streak of blood fell from the sky and struck the place where the blood claw had just attacked. But even with the blood arrows that had corrosive and penetrating effects, it was still unable to break through the enemy's defense, and the red light flashed and disappeared immediately. "The secret technique of the Bloodline Sword Sect? Or the secret technique of your royal family... that's all, just some unorthodox methods." The other party looked at Xi Heng again and said: "A truly strong person does not rely on these shady tricks and secrets, but on genuine martial arts." He suddenly pressed his arms forward, and a black wind suddenly blew up around his body. Xi Heng was unable to react and the next moment he was sent flying backwards as if he had been hit by a car.
The Heavenly Silkworm Armor on her body blocked most of the impact damage for her. The girl barely adjusted her posture and landed on her legs. She heard a loud voice in her ears: "Hua Jin warriors use their internal energy and blood to protect their bodies. This kind of strange and clever skills can't hurt me at all!" The big enemy in front of him swung his sword, and a black wind swept over. Before Xi Heng could stand firm, he saw a sudden attack from the black wind and he rushed out with a sword to counteract it. However, a black shadow flashed in the surging black air before her eyes, and the next moment the rusty machete flashed before her eyes along with the black shadow. Xi Heng gritted his teeth and tried to resist again, and the long sword fell down like a black thunder. The sound of clanging resounded, and sparks flew when the Pudao and the imperial sword collided. In an instant, Xi Heng suddenly felt his right hand loosen, and he saw the sword body of the Imperial Sword suddenly crack and break directly in the middle. The opponent's black knife slid down, and the wind from the knife was only slightly hindered, and it rushed to her shoulder and neck again with a whistling sound. The tight-fitting clothes were torn by the sharp wind from the knife, leaving a dark blood mark on the surface of her skin. Even though she was protected by the armor, the knife still made her bleed. Xi Heng frowned in pain, and before he could check on his injuries, he saw the enemy spinning with his cloak, and the big knife made a cracking sound in the air and chopped down again - "Die!" When the voice reached her ears, the blade had already slipped. "Open!" Xi Heng stretched out five fingers to try to block it. His nails grew wildly into the shape of skeleton strips. However, it was no match for the might of the enemy's sword. In the end, he was crushed into dust inch by inch. At the same time, her left arm, which was stretched forward, was cut off by the long knife. He raised the broken sword in his right hand, but it was chopped into pieces by the strange machete. Although this black and gray sword looks tattered, it can be easily broken by the imperial sword. Another sword wind fell on his chest, and his ribs broke with a click. Blood oozed from the hideous wound. Xi Heng took a few steps back, coughing uncontrollably, with blood rising in his throat. She spat a mouthful of blood and phlegm onto the ground, raised her eyes and continued to stare at the slowly approaching enemy and the sword in his hand, and also saw the half of her left arm that had fallen to the ground, already limp and powerless.
Xi Heng gently pushed his broken arm, and the countless bones that fell to the ground sprayed towards the enemy's side. However, this attack only broke the black robe on the outside and failed to hurt the flesh inside. There were drops of blood from the tip of the opponent's knife, making the red carpet on the ground even darker. Blood gushed out of Xi Heng's wounds, his whole body became increasingly weak, his mind became hazy, the broken sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he coughed a few times. "I can break all laws with my own strength. Even if you use this strange move a hundred times, it will not work against me." The Black Spirit Sword Master sneered: "This is the first time I come to kill the emperor. Do you have any last words?" Xi Heng was speechless. He used his remaining strength to make several changes to the fingering techniques with his right hand. Then, she used her index finger to draw a thick line of blood on the cross section of her broken arm, and drew a blood mark towards her forehead. "Demon Transformation." Xi Heng murmured, the blood on his brow becoming more eye-catching and emitting a faint light. The girl's face turned pale and the blood on her skin gathered between her eyebrows. Gradually, the bleeding from the broken left arm and the wounds on the chest and abdomen stopped, the blood on the surface of the skin gradually dried up, but the heartbeat became faster and faster. She picked up the broken sword on the ground again, slowly raised her head, and stared at the enemy with her red eyes. This spell in the Blood Sea Technique no longer uses external flesh and blood as resources, but instead collects the blood in one's own body to stimulate spiritual light, making one no longer afraid of pain in a short period of time. One can use some moves that exceed the limits of the human body's tendons, bones and joints, and increase one's own strength. However, using this move requires a large amount of blood, and basically means death. The broken sword was held straight and steady, with the tip pointing towards the enemy. The bald swordsman in a tattered black robe narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "You're just being persistent." "I will kill you." Xi Heng just said. Even if I cannot kill him this time, when I have enough strength in the next life, I will definitely twist his head off his neck. If it doesn’t work in this lifetime, try a few more times. "Oh, you are still so arrogant." The Black Spirit Sword Master swung his sword and said, "You have used the secret method of overdrawing your blood and life force. You will not live long. Since you have no last words to say, I will send you to the underworld now!" As he spoke, he pointed his toes forward and leaned forward to shift his center of gravity. The next moment, he twisted the black robe he was wearing, and at the same time, a gray-black mist suddenly exploded - Xi Heng's bloodshot eyes flashed. Because her spiritual light was stimulated by the skills, her observation ability was much higher than before. She immediately locked onto the enemy's figure in the black air. Seeing the other party raising his knife and turning around to come towards her quickly, she raised her sword and pointed it, neither dodging nor evading, but running straight towards him and colliding with him. "Golden blood knocks on the neck." Xi Heng shouted softly, and the bright red broken blade drew a red line, made a sharp sound, and pointed directly at the enemy's vital point on the neck. At the same time, the big knife whizzed towards her waist, but Xi Heng did not block it. This was the last and self-sacrificing sword. The two sharp weapons hit the body almost at the same time. Xi Heng tried hard to hit with the tip of the broken sword, but it seemed like it was stabbed into a block of iron and could hardly move forward an inch. The sharpness of the Imperial Sword can cut iron, but it still cannot break the opponent's body protection.
This sword mobilized all the strength, energy and blood in the body, but the opponent's neck meridians were also protected by the energy of transformation, and could not be broken by physical strength alone. She gritted her teeth and used all her remaining strength to push the tip of the sword forward again. A snapping sound came from the bones inside the body, and the wrist and elbow were dislocated one after another. The next moment, the rough machete also slashed across her waist. Xi Heng leaned backwards, his body becoming increasingly weaker. At this critical moment of life and death, her perception of time slowed down. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the tip of the sword had only left a small red mark on the enemy's neck. "I put in all my strength... and only made a small mark?" Xi Heng felt disappointed. The gap between warriors who have just entered the dark energy and the transformed energy warriors is as huge as a chasm. Even with the help of magical skills such as the Blood Sea Method, it is difficult to hurt the enemy. As his obsession gradually faded, Xi Heng slowly closed his eyes and waited for death. He saw the other person's pale, thick, wrinkled neck, with a red mark and a trace of blood on his fingertips. The blood did not naturally remain, but instead tiny bubbles emerged and boiled up. "Blood poison..." Xi Heng, who had been frustrated, suddenly opened his eyes again and said to the other party with his last few breaths: "You have been poisoned by my blood. Your meridians and lungs will surely be burned and burst. The pain will penetrate your bones, and the blade will pierce your heart until you die." "Poison?" The black-robed swordsman frowned and wiped his neck with one hand, only to see that the blood he wiped off was constantly expanding and bubbling as if it was boiling. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "What kind of poison is this?" "Go to hell." Xi Heng finally answered with only these four words, and his voice became thinner and thinner. Gradually, her red eyes lost their luster and her face tilted to one side. Layers of darkness obscured his vision. Not long after, Xi Heng felt that his fallen body seemed to be immersed in water. He slowly stood up, dragging his tired body. Before my eyes, the two big words [Load File] gradually appeared. …… Chapter 48: A Life of Death When Xi Heng saw the words "Loading File" gradually appearing in front of him, he yawned a little tiredly. In this space before the save, her figure is not very clear. Rather than a real body, it looks more like a human figure in a low-resolution video. In the entire space, only the square characters in front of you are clear. "This life is quite eventful..." the girl whispered to herself: "That fellow called Black Spirit Blade Master has been poisoned by blood. He is doomed to die." "But even so, I have to kill him every time I see him."
Since her life was taken away, an eternal feud was created. From now on, as long as this so-called Black Ling Sword Master still exists in the world, the other party will have no easy time. Since I can't beat her now when she is just starting to enter the dark energy realm, I will have to kill her every time I see her when she advances to the transformation energy realm. If it is difficult to determine the winner in a one-on-one fight, call on a few more experts to surround and kill the opponent. Xi Heng patted his chest, trying to suppress the slight anger in his heart. After calming down, he raised his eyes and continued to look upward, reciting what happened afterwards. "Well...will we travel around the world to look for immortals in the future?" "Or should I advance to the Huajin stage first? After reaching the Huajin stage, my strength and senses will be stronger, and the chances of finding the immortals will be much greater... However, it is still uncertain whether there are so-called true immortal cultivators in this world." "Searching for immortals may not yield results, so it is better to set the goal of transforming energy first." Xi Heng whispered to himself: "I am only just beginning to learn Dark Energy. I am still a long way from mastering Dark Energy, and I have not yet found a martial art that truly suits me..." "In the next few lives, you need to go to various places to look for the secret manuals of Huajin martial arts. If you still can't find the right martial arts after reaching the Dacheng of Anjin, you have to make a choice... whether to switch to other Huajin methods, or continue to deduce the Red Line Sword Method." If one forcefully changes his practice, he may go astray due to the huge difference in the meaning of martial arts, and his qi and blood may attack his heart, leading to a serious illness or even death. But she was not too afraid. If she died accidentally, she would just reload the game and start over, accumulating experience, and she would be able to complete her training. Continuing to deduce the Red Line Sword is also a viable option. Xi Heng has memorized the four martial arts secrets of Hua Jin, and has some preliminary ideas on how to deduce Hua Jin martial arts. First of all, you need to take the sword intent a step further. The Red Line Sword is a sword of killing. If you want to achieve deep and pure sword intent, you must continue to kill people. Xi Heng was not opposed to this. She could learn from Princess Qianqiu and go to the battlefield in the northern border to fight against the foreign race of Yan Meng Kingdom. She could be a little general and fight in the battlefield herself. Kills would come rolling in, and she could also make some contributions to the defense of Da Zhao. After honing your sword skills, you can begin to continuously train your muscles, bones, qi and blood, and overall strength. The so-called Hua Jin is to gather and combine the light and dark forces in various ways, so as to practice the Hun Yuan Hua Jin that can protect the body inside and outside. Generally, to achieve Hua Jin, two steps are required: Yi Jin (change muscles) and Lian Mind (training the mind). Tempering the sword's will is a method of tempering the mind, while Yi Jin is the ultimate in martial arts body training. It can change the tendons and veins, and strengthen the meridians that were originally unable to withstand the simultaneous operation of both light and dark forces, so that they can accommodate the transformed force. If one is unable to change his muscles and transform his energy, he will not be able to protect his body. Instead, his meridians will swell and rupture, and his martial arts skills will be ruined. Among the four books on Hua Jin martial arts that Xi Heng had read before, the simplest and most direct method of advancement was Geng's Vajra Axe Method, which allowed the body to break through the physiological limits several times, repeatedly strengthening the entire body along with the meridians in the body until it could accommodate Hua Jin. But this method is too rough, and the Red Line Sword that Xi Heng learned focuses on skills rather than strength and physique, so it is difficult to replicate. Her current idea is to first cultivate true Qi or Gang Qi like the Dragon Palm or Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu, so as to help converge the light and dark forces. Xi Heng had even decided on a name for this energy. The Red Line Sword was originally named the Blood Line Sword, so he called it Blood Energy. But she still doesn't know how to condense this special internal energy, and needs to slowly explore it. "Take it slow..." Xi Heng said to himself.
In short, she has already decided what she will do in her next life. ——Practice the Life-Taking Technique until you die. If there is still energy left in your Dantian, you can continue practicing in your next life. After thinking about all this, Xi Heng finally looked up at the many square characters in front of him. Name: Zhao Xiheng