Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Is one still alive?

Turning my head, I saw a blood-red figure wielding two swords slashing towards me.

Yan Yinmu raised his longsword to block the attack, but was forced back by the force.

“As expected, sixty spirit stones are far less effective than a hundred.” Xi Heng twirled his sword. “If it were the complete Blood Sea Overturning Heaven, even if you didn’t die on the spot, you would be swallowed up by the Blood Sea and slowly crushed to death.”

The other person doesn't understand what she's saying, and even if they do, they won't respond.

Upon seeing that it was someone from the realm of celestial beings who had come, this person already had the intention to retreat.

Grasp the Miao knife with both hands, steady your breathing, and slowly back away.

“However, it doesn’t matter. It’s about the same effect to kill you here with some effort.” A red light appeared in Xi Heng’s eyes.

With a flash of cold light from the sword, Yan Yinmu unhesitatingly unleashed his inner strength to block the attack, and then immediately turned and fled.

Xi Heng twitched his lips and followed closely behind.

Two figures flew into the city. Behind them, the Great Zhao army had entered the city through the collapsed section of the city wall and began to fight with the enemy troops who had finally come to their senses and come to stop them.

In the distance, an uncontrolled sea of ​​blood and black tide roared and rushed into the distance, crushing numerous houses and eliciting screams of terror from countless people.

In mid-air, Xi Heng unleashed a sword strike, attempting to bring down the fleeing person in front of him.

However, this person's ability to escape was obviously much stronger than that of the previous Black Blade Master. While using his lightness skill to run away, he was even able to spin around and dodge her sword energy.

Xi Heng then stopped drawing his sword and instead approached the enemy at a speed faster than the enemy's.

The distance between the two shortened, and within minutes, tens of meters became ten meters.

At the same time, she had already followed the other party deep into the heart of Yan'an, arriving in front of a dilapidated palace built by the former dynasty of Da Wu, which had not been repaired for a long time and had become a ruin covered with moss.

A one-armed figure stands on a high point, gazing at the collapsed city wall in the distance.

This person had his hair tied into a long braid, a prominent nose, a thin face, and slightly slanted eyebrows and eyes, making him appear somewhat strange.

He glanced at the two people chasing and fleeing, and frowned slightly.

"Elder brother, save me!" Yan Yinmu shouted as soon as he saw him.

Before the words had even faded, the man in front of the hall drew his sword with one arm and swung it.

At first, nothing happened.

But Xi Heng suddenly felt threatened and stopped immediately after landing.

Then, a white streak suddenly appeared in the air, separating her from the fleeing enemy's advanced energy level.

"Oh?" Xi Heng narrowed his eyes, seeing through the move with his sword intent.

The opponent was able to suppress the sword's momentum with a large amount of neutralizing force for several seconds, and then explode after a moment, which clearly showed that he had some strength.

At least the amount of internal energy transformation in this person's body is definitely more profound and powerful than that of other internal energy transformation martial artists.

She stopped and stared intently.

"To be able to recognize this move, you must be the one who has recently been speaking of the Celestial Realm." The one-armed figure said calmly, "Princess Zhao Xiheng of the Great Zhao Dynasty?"

Upon seeing that the other party had only one arm, Xi Heng also asked:

"So you are Yan Qingshi?"

“Indeed.” The other party continued, “You are the second Great Zhao princess I have encountered in battle. The first one had her right arm severed, and I took her life… What will you do now?”

"You dare to call yourself 'I'?" Xi Heng raised his sword: "Today, I will take your life."

Yan Qingshi, however, was not angry. His tone remained calm and unremarkable, as if he were suppressing something: "You are very similar to the Princess of the Great Zhao from fifteen years ago."

"..."

Why is it that every time I encounter a master, I hear the name Zhao Qianqiu?

Xi Heng no longer wanted to answer this question. He simply raised two different-looking longswords, preparing to attack and kill the enemy.

"Before the battle, I will ask you one more question—as a princess, do you know where the Dragon-Locking Well of the Great Zhao Kingdom is located in the capital?" the other party asked unhurriedly.

"The Dragon-Locking Well?"

"Don't know? Never mind, I'll lead my troops to occupy the capital of Great Zhao, and then we can search for it slowly." He brandished the long sword in his hand and turned to the side to assume a fighting stance.

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Chapter 122, A Fragment

The formidable enemy before them wore only a loose black robe, the edges of which fluttered and rippled in the turbulent wind.

The sleeves and hems of this garment are quite wide, with golden cloud patterns printed on the cuffs and an exquisite dragon king embroidered in gold thread on the surface.

Between swaying and undulating, the dragon patterns faintly reflect light, appearing as if they are moving.

He wore no armor or wrist guards beneath his robes, revealing only his rough and unclean skin.

Yan Qingshi was slightly thin, but his physique was larger than that of an average person. Coupled with his long face and slanted eyebrows, he looked quite strange.

I don't know whether to say it's 'majestic and awe-inspiring, strange to behold'... or 'grotesque and monstrous, unlike human form'.

As Xi Heng stood facing him with his sword, he silently pondered these insignificant matters.

Along the way, he glanced back out of the corner of his eye.

To the side, the person she had just been chasing slowly retreated a few steps, seemingly unwilling to get involved in the battle between Xi Heng and Yan Qingshi.

The man addressed Yan Qingshi as his elder brother, and since they shared the same surname, they must be from the same royal family.

However, the two men did not resemble each other in appearance or build what should be the characteristics of brothers, as if one of them had undergone a genetic mutation...

Yan Yinmu still looks respectable, but Yan Qingshi, the Khan, has a strange appearance...

Does losing an arm really affect a person's overall physique and posture?

However, now is clearly not the time to ask about such things.

Xi Heng held two long swords in front of him and fixed his gaze on the crimson eyes.

The sword blade gleamed with a cold light, and his toes were wrapped in internal energy, ready to advance and make a move at any moment.

A dozen meters away, the enemy was facing Xi Heng sideways, his right hand gripping a long, narrow knife whose surface appeared to be stained with ink, covered with many dark ink marks.

Its blade is straight, except for a slight twist at the very end.

It's more like an overly long blade than a knife.

The blade is so long that even an ordinary swordsman would not know how to wield it and would find it difficult to hold steady.

However, Yan Qingshi could hold the knife firmly with just one large hand gripping the hilt.

At the same time, a strong killing intent emanated from his slightly slanted eyes, and his figure exuded power.

Perhaps it was because of his constant fighting, his many battlefields throughout his life, and his subsequent victory in the struggle for the throne.

The opponent's killing intent was no less.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the air temperature seemed to drop a few degrees as the killing intent between the two sides spread.

After ten seconds of stalemate.

Xi Heng was unwilling to continue fighting with intimidation, but wanted to settle things with real swords and spears.

So he took the lead and used his internal energy to disrupt his lightness skill, then stomped forward.

Yan Qingshi stared intently at the flying blood shadow, instantly discerning many details.

Even with his mind as still as water, Xi Heng could see that the enemy's reaction speed was by no means slow.

Clearly, the opponent has also achieved considerable success in terms of martial arts intent.

Perhaps Yan Qingshi is not in the realm of the celestial beings, but he is already quite close.

The girl spun her toes and the blades together, wielding both swords in a swift motion. With a whoosh, two streaks of blood appeared, falling towards the enemy's waist and neck.

The two swords swung back and forth, their sword energies overlapping—

Yan Qingshi raised his sword and quickly flipped it, the sword wind carrying the force of the internal energy bursting forward at the same time.

bang——

The strong wind shattered the two red lines and also stopped the white streaks that followed in mid-air.

Xi Heng squinted his eyes.

She had considerable experience fighting martial artists at the Transformation Realm, but she had never seen anyone unleash such immense Transformation Realm power in an instant, directly shattering her four sword energies—

Even Fang Tiande's earth-shaking move when he was on the verge of death was slightly weaker than this.

It's such a waste to unleash such immense power in the very first strike without any mercy.

If she were in the same situation, she would probably be exhausted in no more than ten moves.

Judging from the enemy's appearance, they seemed quite at ease...

Xi Heng felt strange, but he did not hesitate for a moment when he held the sword in his hand.

He swung the two longswords around, touched the ground with his toes and immediately bent down, then, between swings, thrust both swords into the enemy's heart.

Clang——

He swung his Miao sword and deflected a sword strike, unleashing his inner energy once more.

The blade was stuck in mid-air, unable to break through the resistance at the tip of the rapier.

The enemy's protective energy is extremely strong, and ordinary moves are difficult to break through it.

She had encountered a similar situation once before in the Great Zhao Kingdom, when she faced the White-Browed Monk.

Even that monk, who was also at the Celestial Realm, used a unique internal energy technique to create golden light to block the sword.

But the scene before us is quite different.

Xi Heng could see clearly that Yan Qingshi was simply using an excessively powerful and overwhelming internal energy to protect his body; his internal energy was several times stronger and harder than that of an ordinary internal energy martial artist.

"Just how much internal energy do you have stored up?" Xi Heng asked instinctively as the blade froze.

"Ha, endless, boundless." Yan Qingshi grinned.

Once the fight started, the opponent could no longer maintain their previous calm demeanor.

His expression clearly showed excitement and agitation due to his fighting spirit, and the speed at which he swung his sword increased even more.

Multiple white streaks were slashed in the air.

Xi Heng thought this person was trying to discourage her from fighting, so she pretended not to hear it, encouraged herself to deflect the enemy's knife, and then swung both swords at the top and bottom at the same time.

The sharp blade swept out two sharp slashing sounds, striking the chest and abdomen.

Regardless of who is better in martial arts, Xi Heng's use of two swords to suppress a single sword gives him a significant advantage.

A single sword can never defeat two swords.

By the eleventh or twelfth move, Xi Heng had already used his sword to stab and slash at the opponent's protective shield, neutralizing the force at the seventh level.

However, even though Yan Qingshi's protective techniques were repeatedly torn apart from his body's surface, they were all completely restored in an instant.

Xi Heng felt as if he were battling a waterfall.

Every time a sword mark is made on the waterfall, it is instantly filled in and restored to its original state.

No matter how many times it is cut, the filling speed will not change in the slightest.

Generally speaking, the ability to protect oneself and neutralize internal force is only a small part of the internal force neutralization within the human body.

Usually, after being cut four or five times, it becomes difficult to maintain the body, and the recovery speed becomes slow.

But this rule doesn't seem to apply to the monstrous monarch of Yanmeng Kingdom before them.

Could there truly be an infinite amount of transformative power within the opponent's body?

Xi Heng immediately denied the idea—

Even ordinary people have limits to their ability to transform their internal energy, because the human body has finite boundaries that cannot be crossed.

Even though she had used up a lifetime's worth of lifespan to use the Life-Taking Technique to expand her internal energy, her Transformation Realm was only 50-60% greater than that of an ordinary martial artist.

The limitations of the human body dictate that one cannot condense too much transformative energy.

But the facts are right in front of us... For some reason, this person has an astonishing amount of internal energy.

Did he break through the limits of the human body?