Chapter 85 Fighting Motivation

A violent aura emanated from the body of the two-headed spirit beast. The four eyes on the two-headed spirit beast were faintly exposed with a light red blood color, as if the blood splashed on the two-headed spirit beast had frozen in its eyes, making people shudder.

He Yiming felt this way at this moment.

Since his martial arts mastery, he has had a lot of experience in fighting against innate powerful people.

But there was never a moment when I felt panic like this.

That's right, this is a feeling of panic, as if there is a power that he cannot resist in this spirit beast.

Although he had just slashed the spirit beast with blood, this did not mean that his strength was far beyond it.

In fact, it has never shown any real ability except that it can turn freely in the air and its body of diamond iron bones.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing...

He Yiming took a deep breath, his heart had completely calmed down, and he could even hear his heartbeat, the huge and powerful heartbeat like a drum beat.

He also exuded a powerful aura that seemed to be above everything else, and a sharp tit-for-tat look appeared in his eyes.

His right hand held the tail of the Daguan knife and slowly raised it up.

The Daguan Knife, which was nearly four meters long and weighed 360 kilograms, was actually held flat with one hand and raised it.

The shiny knife head pointed at the neck of the two-headed spirit beast from afar, and a stream of evil spirit arose from above the Daguan sword.

The eyes of the two-headed spirit beast seemed to shrink for a moment. It felt that there was an incredible powerful aura on this human body. It was a spirit that was like a mountain and ridge that never lost. Even if its fierce aura was powerful, it seemed that it could never be suppressed.

It roared angrily, and its two heads suddenly lowered, and rushed over directly.

Compared to just now, its speed seemed to be faster. It almost arrived in front of He Yiming at the moment of rushing out.

There was a nearly sarcastic smile on the corner of He Yiming's mouth, and his body instantly became dazed.

The aura that seemed invincible just now, as strong as a Vajra suddenly changed and became illusory, as if it was without a trace.

His body also left countless afterimages in this space. This is the power of the wind, the ultimate speed that can only be achieved by mastering the most essential power of the wind.

At this moment, the boots under He Yiming's feet had long been torn apart. There seemed to be a kind of force under his feet, and he was circling around the two-headed spirit beast at an unparalleled speed. At his feet, there seemed to be no real thing, and it directly touched the earth, as if he could walk in the void.

In fact, this is just an illusion, it is an illusion that arises when He Yiming's body movements are almost at its peak.

At his feet and around him, his true qi was circling. These true qi had created certain magical effects in a small range. With the help of the power of the wind, his speed reached a point that exceeded the limits of the human body.

Faced with this human being who was so fast that it was incredibly fast, the two-headed spirit beast seemed to be very upset. The skin on its two heads was tightly stinged together, and the two big mouths were sometimes wide open, and their sharp teeth were biting everywhere but they found nothing. The four eyes were full of anxious expressions. Although they looked as fierce as ever, they seemed to be helpless no matter how they looked.

He Yiming's Daguan Sword also slashed continuously when his body movements. Although due to his body movements, he could not exert the true power of the Daguan Sword and could no longer cause the obvious results as before. However, the knife slashed on the double-headed spirit beast, which made it feel more or less a huge pain, causing it to make a shocking howl.

Slowly, a strange feeling suddenly surged in He Yiming's heart. This two-headed spirit beast brought him an extremely dangerous feeling twice in succession, but when he fought, it seemed that it was just like this. Could it be that his feelings were wrong?

He felt inexplicably uneasy. Although Daguan Dao was merciless, it retained the most powerful true Qi sword light among them.

He didn't understand why he did this, but under some magical induction power, he naturally made this choice.

He seemed to rather spend a little more effort than use his most powerful skill in advance.

The two sides fought for a long time, and after a full hour, He Yiming's sword became more and more powerful, and had turned into a huge ball of light, wrapping the two-headed spirit beast. A fine wound appeared on the body of the spirit beast again, and more and more blood slowly penetrated out of the wounds, as if it was about to die here at any time.

Suddenly, the body of the two-headed spirit beast became weak and he couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.

He Yiming's eyes lit up. After an hour of fierce fighting, even though he, the innate strong man, felt a strong sense of fatigue.

Although the innate strong man is powerful, he is still alone first. Although the innate true qi is powerful, with the human body, he cannot achieve real endless squandering.

With all his strength, fighting this unknown monster for an hour was definitely a huge burden for him.

At this moment, seeing the victory in sight, He Yiming's heart suddenly relaxed, and his big pass knife turned into a ball of lightning and slashed down angrily.

But at this moment, when He Yiming relaxed in his heart, the spirit beast that seemed to be exhausted and collapsed to the ground suddenly raised its head.

Although there was unconcealable fatigue in its two eyes, it flashed with a bright light at this moment.

Its two mouths were wide open, and it actually gave birth to powerful power that made He Yiming feel extremely creepy.

He Yiming's heart suddenly rose high. When he had just relaxed a little, he suddenly encountered such a change, like riding a roller coaster, suddenly sliding down from the highest point, full of suffocating stimulation.

He finally understood why he was so afraid of this spirit beast. It turned out that the spirit beast's trump card was actually a breath from his mouth.

In an hour of fighting, it would rather be chopped by the Daguan knife and be covered in bruises, but it would never use a breath, but just biting it with its big mouth, giving people the illusion that it would not breathe.

It was not until now that it felt He Yiming relaxing that it revealed its true deadly fangs.

A green wind and a strong fire came to He Yiming in an instant.

This is the breath that the two-headed spirit beast has been prepared for a long time, and it is also its most powerful force. Wind and fire seem to tear the space apart in an instant, shortening the distance between them and He Yiming to the limit.

He Yiming's eyes had already condensed to one point, and his spirit reached its highest point in an instant.

At this critical moment of life and death, the scene in front of him seemed to have changed, and he seemed to be climbing up and looking into the distance again.

He felt the endless fine mountain rain, the ethereal wind that blew across the mountain peaks and the clouds...

The Daguan knife in his hand suddenly lit up, and a green sword light suddenly exploded from the Daguan knife and slashed away against the thick fire.

The sword swept through the fire, and a strange aura seemed to spread, and the thick and powerful fire ball burst instantly.

The two-headed spirit beast's fiery breath was completely shattered by this knife.

Countless sparks were flying in the air. Although these sparks also contained powerful fire power, they were no longer important to the powerful men of He Yiming and the two-headed spirit beast.

Immediately afterwards, He Yiming let go of his hand, and the huge and terrifying weapon left his hand for the first time in battle.

His body floated up, and his body seemed to turn into wind at this moment, the real wind.

The green breeze blows on He Yiming's body, blowing his body up, like a fallen leaf blowing, like a wrinkle of a pond of lake water.

He Yiming's body was floating in the green wind, and he seemed to have merged into it and became a part of it.

Finally, the green wind disappeared, and He Yiming had been blown a hundred meters away.

The two-headed spirit beast stared at He Yiming blankly. After spitting out these two balls of breath, its spirit quickly became low, as if it was not eating, drinking, sleeping, or sleeping for ten days and ten nights, as if it would fall down the next moment.

However, its eyes were still staring at He Yiming. It seemed that it could not figure it out. He Yiming, who had already fallen into a desperate situation, could still have a way to escape. This seemed incredible.

Its body shook suddenly, a trace of fear flashed in its eyes. It turned around and ran towards the inner valley as if it was fighting for life, and it disappeared in an instant.

He Yiming's face was extremely pale. Although he had left room for a fierce battle at the beginning, he did not expect that this two-headed spirit beast could be so tolerant.

He suddenly had the urge to curse. Such a spirit beast was even more cunning than a human!

If he had not experienced a second enlightenment and had a much greater sense of wind, clouds, rain, and fog than ordinary people, then at this time he would either die under the fire ball, turn into dust, or be blown by the green wind, and cut into pieces of flesh.

For a moment, he felt his hands and feet were cold, and all his strength seemed to be leaving his body.

This was his real first time facing death at such a close distance. Even he himself seemed to feel doomed. Although he finally passed this level without any danger, the deep sense of fear made him lose all his courage in an instant.

Fortunately, the two-headed spirit beast was even more shocked than him, so its first move was not to pursue, but to return to the inner valley. If it had pounced on it again without caring about it, then He Yiming would probably be unable to escape this disaster at this time.

Looking at the two-headed spirit beast that was running away, the first thought that He Yiming had was actually running away, and the idea of ​​running away as far as he could.

He took his feet and had just taken several steps. However, his eyes swept, and landed on the Daguan Knife lying quietly on the ground. He Yiming's foot steps stopped, and the somewhat dispersed eyes finally gradually condensed.

He looked at the knife on the ground, and the figure of grandfather He Wude suddenly flashed through Chaos's mind.

The big knife in the old man's hand shook, and there was a sudden sound.

"Yiming, from now on, this knife will belong to you."

"Yiming, forty years ago, my grandfather came to Taicang County alone with this knife. It was with this heavy knife that this huge foundation in Hejiazhuang was established for decades. I have long decided that this knife will be passed on to the most outstanding descendants of the He family, so that this knife can witness the glory of our He family."

He looked up and smiled and said, "Can I use this knife to create the He family's foundation. Yiming, can you use it to continue to expand and protect this foundation?"

The figure in his mind suddenly shook a few times, and then Yuan Lixun's weak figure seemed to be weak.

"Young master, my mother has been teaching me and my brother during her lifetime. Everyone has his own responsibilities in life. Some of these responsibilities are big, some are small, and those with great abilities bear the big, and those with low abilities bear the small, as long as you do what you can, that is... enough."

Before he knew it, He Yiming had already arrived at the Daguan Sword that landed on the ground. He slowly bent down. When his hand held the Daguan Sword tighter again, his dispersed eyes had condensed again.

His face was clearly contoured and seemed so hard at this moment.

His eyes were shiny and his sharp eyes looked straight ahead, as if he was about to pierce something, and he silently looked in the direction of the inner valley.

"Grandpa, I will not let this knife down."

The promise of the past flashed through his mind like lightning. He carried the knife and strideed forward, crossed the holey rock wall between the outer and inner valleys, and entered this mysterious valley.

The scenery in the inner valley has changed again. It is twice as big as outside. There is a deep pool of hundreds of square meters near the inside.

He Yiming suddenly discovered that after he entered the inner valley, the Shunfeng ear technique suddenly lost its usual effect. Here, his hearing seemed to be bound by some kind of power, which was even worse than that of ordinary people.

His eyes fell on the pool and he was stunned.

There, there was a strange scene that made him almost unable to believe his eyes.

There was a huge white stone above the pool. The size of this stone was similar to that of two or three people, and it was snow-white all over. I don’t know what it was made of. But what shocked He Yiming was inexplicably that the stone was floating quietly about half a meter above the pool.

It was like it had no weight, floating in the air, as if a gust of wind could easily blow it.

A strange light emanated from the stone, a white light like milk. When this light passed through the reflection of the water waves in the pool, it actually brought a dreamlike feeling.

The two-headed spirit beast was squatting next to the pool at this moment, and the light emitted by the white stone just enveloped it.

He Yiming glanced at it and immediately saw that the skin on its body, which had been slashed by the Daguan Sword again, was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, it was almost done.
To be continued...