It disappeared just because it was faster than the limit of what the eyes can see clearly.
This flying sword actually follows a very simple path.
It just goes straight forward, accelerating.
The distance between two points is always the shortest in a straight line, and this is actually her favorite way of fighting.
In the world of martial arts, only quickness is unbreakable. Many martial arts masters will say this. It is also true in the world of practitioners.
The key is how to do it faster.
Xi Huiwei's flying sword was already faster than normal. Even in her own perception, there was only a piece of clear light breaking to both sides in the space between her and Helan Guanshan.
In her own perception, this flying sword even turned into a clear shadow that was difficult to fathom.
A drop of blood dripped from the corner of Helan Guanshan's lips.
This drop of blood appeared before her flying sword disappeared.
Therefore, it was definitely not the sword energy of her flying sword that caused the injury, but the source of the true energy in his body flowing beyond its limit.
A black ball flew out of his chest.
This black ball has always been hanging on his chest, just inside his armor. No one has ever seen or noticed it.
When Xi Huiwei's flying sword broke through the clear light, the black ball spread out and blossomed.
What blooms are not petals, but countless filaments.
One end of the filament pierced the flesh and blood of his own body, and the other end circled around the flying sword.
The true energy flowing crazily in his body poured into these filaments and turned into extremely violent power.
He didn't need to care about Xi Huiwei's sword technique at all.
Even though the sword was faster than he could sense, these black filaments filled the space in front of him. No matter which direction the flying sword came from, it would touch some of the filaments.
The flying sword came straight forward and touched the first filament.
In Helan Guanshan's perception, this flying sword clearly appeared, and then all the filaments rolled around in an extremely crazy manner.
A powerful impact surged out from the contact surface between Xi Huiwei's flying sword and the black silk. However, at this moment, the end of the black silk had separated from Helan Guanshan's flesh and blood.
All these black threads have condensed into one.
The twisted black silk turned into a black sword.
A section of the black sword is like a snake's mouth, biting Xi Huiwei's sword.
These black threads have become a perfect channel for the flow of true energy. Even for just a short moment, the true energy power contained in this black flying sword has surpassed all flying swords in the world.
The victory or defeat between flying swords can be decided in an instant.
Xi Huiwei's sword was still accelerating crazily, but it couldn't make any progress.
Although the blade of any flying sword is thin, it is extremely strong. However, at this time, her flying sword could not withstand the squeeze of two terrifying forces, and then began to shatter and disintegrate.
Xi Huiwei's face turned pale.
There was blood coming out of the corners of her mouth.
However, her body began to accelerate at a terrifying speed.
She held out her fist.
The true essence in her body made a huge roar.
She jumped up, taking advantage of the moment when the black silk threads were scattered by the broken sword fragments, and punched Helan Guanshan in the chest.
Yuan Yan's face was even paler than hers.
She couldn't use words to describe the momentum of Xi Huiwei's punch.
She just felt that even if Helan Guanshan was really a mountain and a scorching sun, Xi Huiwei's punch would hit it like this.
Helan Guanshan raised his head.
His three rat whiskers were floating, and his appearance still looked a bit wretched 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.
In this case, the threat of this punch to him is not as good as that of the flying sword.
His fist also stretched out smoothly.
There was a loud bang.
When fist and fist met, the black armor on his arm instantly shattered and flew out like countless catkins.
Xi Huiwei's body flew backwards, and the clothes on her arms were shattered into powder and disappeared.
Helan Guanshan's feet sank deeply into the soil, plowing two ravines backwards, and did not stop until he retreated three steps in front of Yuan Yan.
Xi Huiwei crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist.
Helan Guanshan slowly put away his fists.
Under his skin, many meridians bulged and twisted together.
This fist exchange also caused a lot of damage to him. He may not be able to fight with this hand for a long time in the future.
But whether it was sword against sword or fist against fist, he won.
He raised his head indifferently and glanced at Xi Huiwei, who was standing up unsteadily. He said nothing, but the meaning in his eyes was very clear: "You are not my opponent, how can you be qualified to challenge Lord Demon Sect after so many years?"
In the past, you were still so weak."
He was going to try to kill the other person.
No matter what, the other party is at least a practitioner of the spiritual realm. He at least knows many secrets of Lord Demon Sect and is somewhat of a threat to Lord Demon Sect.
However, in the next moment, he changed his mind.
Because he felt a more powerful aura approaching.
"It should be Ye Muyu."
He turned back, glanced at Yuan Yan, and said: "From now on, you have to escape for your own life, and I have to escape for my own life."
Yuan Yan knew exactly what he meant.
Without even any extra words, the eldest princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty turned around and dived into the dense forest.
"If we still have a chance to meet you, I will kill you."
Helan Guanshan coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, and then he looked at Xi Huiwei and said the same thing as if he were looking at a naked lamb. Then he calmed down his breath, just flicked his body, and then
Disappeared from Xi Huiwei's sight.
Shortly after he disappeared, the mist in this woodland surged outward like lake water.
Ye Muyu's figure appeared in front of Xi Huiwei.
The mist hits the vegetation, mountains and rocks, causing different echoes.
Ye Muyu, the half-sage, was convinced that there were no more cultivators. He looked at Xi Huiwei who started to swallow the pill with some emotion, and said softly: "Is it worth it to deliberately lose in his hands?"
"It's certainly worth it to make him make wrong judgments."
Xi Huiwei raised her head, her expression finally changed, and she felt happy that she had finally succeeded.
Winning or losing here is not what she cares about.
What she cared about was the battle with the Demon Sect Master.
The more powerful the opponent is and the more conspiracies he has outside of practice, the more difficult it is to make him make some wrong judgments.
Just because he lost to Helan Guanshan, he may not necessarily believe it, but if the eldest princess Yuan Yan is present and allows Yuan Yan to escape, it should make him believe that his entry in these years is limited to this.
What's more, even though she was seriously injured, she still got a lot of useful information from the battle with Helan Guanshan.
She recalled the black pill that spread out into sword threads, and recalled the power of that sword.
"Even something like the Meridian Sword Pill has been completely successful and can even be used by your disciples. You are indeed a real genius." She lowered her head in silence.
Over the years, the most terrifying thing about the Demon Sect Master is not how horribly his cultivation has improved, but that many of his past ideas have been successful one by one.