The corners of Si Heng's mouth turned up higher and higher. He turned back to look at the dense white bones in front of him, and waved Fang Tian's painted halberd again, preparing to chop off the white bones' heads.
But the next moment, his slender eyes were full of fear.
Yin Lan, who had turned into withered bones, still held the sword tightly and attacked him.
Jingle Bell!
With the sound of a bell, this time Si Heng's head was mostly cut off.
However, at this moment, his body turned into energy and sublimated.
He retreated a thousand meters away before regaining his balance, and then regained his health.
Si Heng looked at Yin Lan, who was attacking him. At this moment, his body was repairing rapidly, but many bones on his body could still be seen, but he was not dead.
"You! What the hell are you!"
Si Heng roared loudly and attacked Yin Lan again.
Boom!
He stabbed Si Heng in the head with his Fang Tianhua halberd.
Click!
Yin Lan's long sword lifted Si Heng's Fang Tian Hua Ji, and pointed at Si Heng's eyebrows with his fingers that had not yet been repaired.
brush!
A black beam of light erupted from his finger.
Si Heng immediately used Qi Jin to block it.
call out!
Si Heng's energy was penetrated instantly. Si Heng was shocked and immediately sublimated to avoid Yin Lan's attack.
He dodged to another place again, stared at Yin Lan and growled, "What kind of technique did you just do? It's definitely not a simple Qi Jin!"
You must know that the difference in realm will be directly reflected in Qi Jin.
No matter how strong Yin Lan is, his Qi Jin still belongs to the ninth level of Dacheng, while Si Heng is already at the sublimation level.
But Yin Lan didn't speak and just continued to attack Si Heng.
With the passage of time, Yin Lan's body has recovered as before, but his clothes have long disappeared.
At this moment, his body was surrounded by black light.
"I'm asking you something! Can't you understand?"
Si Heng continued to roar.
Yin Lan stopped and pointed to his chin expressionlessly, "How can I make a sound if my vocal cords are not repaired?"
Si Heng thought about it and said, "Now that you have recovered, can you tell me?"
"It's just a simple exercise, I've forgotten the name."
While Yin Lan was speaking, he had already arrived in front of Si Heng, and he swung his long sword out again, "I just said, don't stop for a moment!"
Clang!
Si Heng blocked Yin Lan's long sword with Fang Tian's painted halberd, and his face became more and more solemn, "You are indeed difficult to deal with. If I were still in the Dacheng realm, I might not be your match, but now I am sublimated.
"
Boom!
Si Heng's strength knocked Yin Lan back a few steps. He carried Fang Tian's painted halberd behind his back and continued: "I admit your strength, you are worthy of being the first in the sequence. You go, I don't want to kill you."
"Oh, my brain can still think. In the battle just now, you wanted to kill me at every turn, and now you say you don't want to kill me?"
Yin Lan raised her eyebrows lightly, looked at Si Heng and said.
"What? Do you think if you keep fighting, you will be the winner?"
Si Heng asked coldly.
"Not bad, I think so."
Yin Lan nodded slightly.
"Hahaha! It seems that I have been underestimated. You don't really think that my strength is this much, do you?"
Si Heng shouted loudly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "I'm telling you, I've only used 70% of my strength!"
"Yeah?"
Yin Lan said calmly and continued to attack Si Heng.
"I'm just talking about strength. I have stronger blessings. I gave you a chance just now. If you don't run away, don't blame me if you die."
As he spoke, the Fang Tian Hua Ji in Si Heng's hand disappeared.
Then, a red Fangtian painted halberd pattern appeared on the left side of his face.
The next moment, the pattern flashed with red light and poured out.
Boom!
The energy in Si Heng's body once again turned into strong wind, spreading in all directions.
In his hand, a red Fangtian painted halberd reappeared, exactly the same as the weapon just now.
Of course, this is the same, only limited to appearance.
Yin Lan, who was about to continue the attack, stopped when he saw this.
He stared at Si Heng's weapon, stunned for several seconds, and then said calmly: "It turns out to be a divine weapon."
"That's right, it's an artifact. Now, what do you think your chances of winning are?"
Si Heng waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, pointed at Yin Lan and shouted.
"It's really strange. There are very few Yin-Yang Crusaders who can be accepted by the artifact clan. I didn't expect you to be one of them."
Yin Lan said with some surprise.
"That's because I'm strong! The artifact recognizes my strength and believes that I will definitely stand at the top in the future!"
Si Heng pointed at Yin Lan and said, "Before you die, I will show mercy and do a good deed."
"What good thing?" Yin Lan asked.
"Let me tell you a secret. The bell on your sword will seriously affect you. In the past few attacks, you could clearly hit me, but because of your bell, your position was exposed, allowing me to avoid it."
Si Heng pointed at Yin Lan's sword hilt and said, "If you take off the bell, you may be able to increase your combat power a little, but of course, it will definitely not be able to bridge the gap between us."
Yin Lan raised his sword horizontally and flicked a black and white bell hanging with his fingers.
Then he said calmly: "Si Heng, do you know why I hang the bell?"
"Why? Is this bell given to you by your family or someone you love?"
Si Heng asked puzzledly.
"No, because I just want the bell to... reveal my position."
Yin Lan looked neither happy nor sad, "It would be unfair to the enemy if I didn't deliberately expose my position. After all, I want to find someone who can kill me."
Hearing this, Si Heng's eyes widened. His face was stunned at first, and then he threw his head back and laughed.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Arrogant! You are really pretending! You also deliberately exposed your position. Do you think that taking off the bell will improve your strength a lot?"
Si Heng looked at Yin Lan sarcastically, "In our fight just now, even if you didn't have the bell, you would only have cut me three or four more times at most. What effect would it have on my sublimation level?"
"Your strength is indeed good. Red Wall is definitely no match for you. With the addition of artifacts, your strength will only be stronger."
Yin Lan looked at the two bells on the sword and said softly, "As a ninth-level Dacheng, I really don't have the capital to be arrogant in front of you."
"Are you giving in now? It's too late! I already gave you a chance just now."
Si Heng sneered again and again.
"These two bells were given to me by the White Emperor and the Black Emperor respectively."
Yin Lan played the bell again, and a crisp sound came from the bell. He took off the white bell and threw it to Si Heng.
Si Heng looked at the white bell and caught it casually.
In an instant, his hand fell uncontrollably, taking his body with it.
"What?"
Yin Lan was shocked beyond words and immediately let go.
The bell fell downwards.
Boom!
The ground below made a deafening sound, and the dust turned into circles of ripples, spreading around.