Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 124 Meeting the He Family Cultivator
Soon, the two came to the farthest place, and Han Lian asked Shen Zhiyu to stay on the wooden boat and went out alone.

Not long after, Shen Zhiyu heard a loud "boom".

When Shen Zhiyu poked his head out to look, he saw an agile figure jumping in.

At the same time, Shen Zhiyu felt a warmth on the top of her head, and then felt a pressure pushing her back, and then a feeling of pushing her back came, and the wooden boat flew out like an arrow off the string.

A smell of burnt barbecue spread to Shen Zhiyu's nose. At this time, Han Lian sat down opposite her. Shen Zhiyu saw him in a mess and bleeding from the corner of his mouth. She was startled, "...Senior Brother Han?"

Han Lian took a breath, handed over the control of the flying boat to Shen Zhiyu, and said quickly, "Bypass the foundation-builder monks who rushed over, and rush to the inheritance hall as quickly as possible."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Shen Zhiyu took over the control of the flying boat, and according to what Han Lian said, bypassed the straight line and rushed to the Palace of Inheritance at full speed from another road.

She specially controlled the flying boat to take a short detour, so she didn't meet the Foundation Establishment cultivator all the way.

About halfway through the flight, Han Lian suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Shen Zhiyu was startled, the flying boat was jolted, she quickly stabilized the flying boat, she looked at Han Lian, "Senior Brother Han, what's wrong with you?"

Han Lian gave up and said, "I'm fine, just force this dirty blood out."

Shen Zhiyu nodded, but seeing his funny face covered in black stains, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Seeing her narrow smile, Han Lian was stunned for a moment, and belatedly raised his hand to touch his face, and the black ash covered his hand came off.

Han Lian's eyes widened in disbelief, and then the fair skin behind his ears turned slightly red, and he raised his head and said fiercely to Shen Zhiyu, "Don't look! Turn your face away!"

Shen Zhiyu held back a smile and turned around.

After a while of "squeaky" sound, Han Lian coughed lightly, and said softly, "...that's fine."

Shen Zhiyu turned around as she said, and saw Han Lian who had regained her radiance once again.

Why does a male cultivator care so much about his image?Shen Zhiyu shook her head and smiled secretly.

"Where are you?" Han Lian took a look.

Shen Zhiyu handed over control of the flying boat to him, "It's halfway through."

Han Lian nodded. After looking at the flying situation, he removed the cover outside the flying boat and used all his strength to hurry, his speed immediately increased to a higher level.

The flying boat continued to move forward, and when seeing the distance from the inheritance hall getting closer, Shen Zhiyu suddenly felt the flying boat brake suddenly.

Shen Zhiyu hurriedly supported Zhou Yan to stabilize the body that was about to fly out, raised her head and asked, "Why did it stop suddenly?"

But he saw Han Lian looking in one direction with a serious face.

Shen Zhiyu also turned her head to look in the direction of Han Lian's eyes.

A powerful monk slowly appeared at the end of the line of sight, and quickly approached Han Lian and Shen Zhiyu.

After seeing the clothes on his body clearly, Shen Zhiyu's complexion changed immediately.

That Foundation Establishment cultivator from the He family!

And according to what Zhang Bo said, this foundation-building cultivator is probably the father of the brother and sister of the He family she killed. Shen Zhiyu thought about it in his mind, and it seemed that his name was He Wu?

Shen Zhiyu pointed at each other, and the Qingya sword appeared in her hand as a stream of light. She jumped off the canoe and looked at the He family cultivator who was approaching quickly.

Soon, a wave of coercion came, but Shen Zhiyu didn't have the heavy feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai. Although she felt suppressed at this moment, she still had the strength to fight back.

Han Lian was not idle either, he waved his hand, and several formation flags flew out.

Soon, a large formation was formed on the ground.

Shen Zhiyu felt a lightness on her body, and the coercion of the foundation cultivators was completely offset, and she could also feel that in the formation, all kinds of spiritual energy were helpful to her.

Han Lian's clear and indifferent voice came from behind, "Quick battle, try to hold him back as much as possible, I will give him a fatal blow at the critical moment."

"Okay." Shen Zhiyu looked solemnly at the He family monk who was only a few feet away.

The cultivator of the He family had a gloomy face and red eyes. After approaching, he called out a long halberd. He didn't speak, but after a loud roar, he slashed at Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu tapped her toes, and her whole body almost turned into a cloud of white mist, drifting away from the spot quickly.

Shen Zhiyu came to the left side of the cultivator of the He family, turned his wrist quickly, and the Qingya sword stabbed straight at him.

The cultivator of the He family reacted in time when Shen Zhiyu's body dodged, his figure flashed, and he quickly narrowed the distance. The halberd, which was like a tiger attacking, was driven by his arm and waved a fan-shaped sharp cold light towards Shen Zhiyu. Waist swept.

The enemy must be saved!Moreover, the attack speed of the monks in the foundation building stage was too fast, almost several times faster than hers.

Shen Zhiyu frowned slightly, she had no choice but to withdraw her sword and return to defense.

The black long sword flashed a piercing sword light in mid-air, and after the "ding" sound of gold and iron clashing, Shen Zhiyu felt as if the sword had been hit by a sledgehammer.

A huge and tyrannical force came from the weapon junction.

Shen Zhiyu's body shook violently, she only felt a brutal force coming from the blade of the sword, from the arm meridian pulsed into the internal organs of the body to stir and cut, after a muffled snort, Qingya sword spit out blood and flew out backwards.

The body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string for several feet, and finally rolled several times on the ground before Shen Zhiyu quickly turned over and stood up.

However, her physical fitness was much stronger than before. Although she vomited blood, she was not seriously injured.

And that cultivator of the He family also wanted to quickly bully him, but the large formation on the ground lit up slightly, as if an invisible force was blocking his actions.

But this didn't stop him for too long, and soon, the halberd slashed down with a sharp and cold light.

Shen Zhiyu recalled the Qingya sword when the He family cultivator was stopped by Han Lian, but time was short, so she could only hold the Qingya sword and raise her hand to fight.

The halberd carried a heavy pressure and slammed onto the top of Shen Zhiyu's head. The huge force caused Shen Zhiyu's body to almost sink to the ground.

Shen Zhiyu spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow", and she smiled wryly in her heart. Sure enough, the foundation-building stage monks and Qi-training monks are basically at the same level.

At this time, Shen Zhiyu suddenly felt a gentle wood-attribute aura covering her body, and the pressure on Shen Zhiyu's body suddenly eased.Even the wounds on his body are mostly healed.

When she raised her head slightly, she saw Han Lian winking at her, and she felt certain in her heart.

Seeing that Shen Zhiyu was smashed into the ground by his blow, the cultivator of the He family had a ferocious smile on his face, raised his halberd and struck down again.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the long halberd to leave, Shen Zhiyu threw the Qingya sword, and with a thought, her body suddenly lightened.

The next moment, Shen Zhiyu's body turned into nothingness, turning into a sharp sword energy.

At the same time, the true energy in her whole body rushed out.

The ninth form of "Breaking the Army", the replacement of the sword.

In the next instant, Shen Zhiyu and Qingyajian switched positions.

Han Lian saw the timing and moved quickly, and all the formation flags spun and flew up.

Suddenly, a burst of inspiration appeared, and an irresistible force nailed the cultivator of the He family to the spot. He was holding a halberd in his hand, maintaining a slashing posture, and his eyes were about to burst.

A cold light flashed in Shen Zhiyu's eyes, he stomped his foot on the ground, and his body shot out like a cannonball. Under Shen Zhiyu's control, the Qingya sword went straight to the heart of the cultivator of the He family.

(End of this chapter)