Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

In just a few seconds, they exchanged dozens or even hundreds of moves.

Xi Heng's clothes were burned with fire patterns and charred black, but his body was also injured with many cracks torn by the sword energy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yi Fei flapped her fiery wings and roared out a burst of raging flames.

The white-haired girl dodged and pulled out a talisman, pushing it in front of her to block the splashing flames with her blood-surge technique, thus avoiding the attack.

But the opponent ultimately gained the upper hand, stepping forward to launch a powerful attack with their sword.

Clang——

The two swords clashed, sparks flying.

As they clashed swords, the thick black clouds in the sky grew even denser due to the effects of the lightning-summoning artifact.

Raindrops fell, their coolness settling on Xi Heng's face.

In a state of perfect tranquility, the flames flickered slowly, and the fine rain moved slowly.

But before long, the rain became increasingly heavy, almost like the heavens were pouring water, covering the entire battlefield.

In the distance, ordinary people trudged through the mud, brandishing weapons washed clean by the heavy rain, thrusting or smashing them at the enemy.

The heavy rain washed away the sticky blood on people's bodies, turning it into streams of pale red water that converged in low-lying areas.

The sounds of people fighting gradually faded into insignificance amidst the torrential rain.

Even the momentum of Xi Heng's sword fight was somewhat weakened by the heavy rain.

The enemy's fiery wings could quickly evaporate the rain, but under the continuous downpour, they were no longer as imposing as before.

The frequent sword fights and spellcasting had depleted much of the spiritual energy within both of them.

Yi Fei, the sword cultivator, lost a large amount of spiritual energy due to using the Nirvana Phoenix Transformation technique, in order to enhance her most direct combat power.

Xi Heng, on the other hand, had almost exhausted his spiritual power due to using the energy-consuming Qingyan Gong and Huanlei Drum too frequently.

The opponent clearly saw this, and the sword fight, which continued to drain each other's spiritual energy, did not stop and became increasingly intense.

By this point, Yifei also realized that it would be extremely difficult for her to kill the person in front of her with a single blow.

It would be better to exhaust the opponent's spiritual energy, and then make a decision when she loses her spiritual light and power and is at the mercy of others.

Time flies by.

The rain had been pouring down for a while, and the two men in the air continued to exchange sword blows. After a brief stalemate, they retreated and separated.

On the ground, the enemy's fiery clones had gradually dissipated, and Xi Heng's resentful fire clones were slowly retracted.

The torrential rain soaked their hair and made their clothes stick to their bodies.

By this point, the wings behind the enemy cultivators had begun to dissipate, but due to the difference in their cultivation levels, Xi Heng's side was in a worse state.

She breathed softly in the rain, her body feeling somewhat exhausted from the long battle.

However, as a Dan Jin martial artist, even if his spiritual energy was nearly exhausted, such fatigue could be relieved in just two or three seconds.

Not far away, sword cultivator Yi Fei landed naturally and steadily, letting the downpour soak her hair and face, carrying her long sword, which resembled a magma crystal, as she walked step by step towards Chao Xiheng.

"Your spiritual energy is about to be exhausted, while I still have at least 30% left... You've lost." The other party made a simple judgment.

"Who says you can't fight anymore once you've lost your spiritual energy?" Xi Heng scoffed, placing his left palm on the blade and letting the sharp edge cut through his hand.

Blood seeped into the blade, turning the bluish-black color into bluish-red.

However, compared to the initial fiery red, this red is closer to a deep blood red.

At the same time, a surge of resentment emanated from his palm, continuing to coat the blade.

She no longer had enough spiritual energy to control the resentful fire using the Clear Flame Technique.

But the resentment still exists within her, and she can manipulate it with her mind.

Many of her supernatural abilities and martial arts techniques can still be used without spiritual power—this is her greatest advantage over cultivators in this world who rely solely on spiritual power to fight.

The Sword Heart Domain still exists, observing every detail of the opponent's movements.

Yi Fei frowned, realizing that although Xi Heng was weakened, he still retained considerable fighting strength...

She made a quick decision and, taking advantage of the remaining spiritual power, charged forward with all her might.

A sharp blade suddenly came, but Xi Heng instinctively raised her sword to block it—having fought this person for a long time, she had completely figured out his sword techniques.

Furthermore, because she also cultivated the Crimson Phoenix Heavenly Sword Scripture, she was able to replicate her opponent's moves in an instant after seeing through them.

Even without using spiritual energy, she could perfectly handle several sword techniques—at most, she would suffer a few more burns on her body, but would not be directly hit by the swords.

The sharp blade drew an arc, spreading into a huge fan-shaped flame.

The girl's ghostly figure dodged repeatedly amidst the flames and sword light, the fire and sword beams grazing past her body without causing any damage.

Yi Fei's swordplay became faster and faster, aiming only to land a perfect hit.

The battle between the two, which had just taken place in the air, was now transferred to the flat ground.

The ground was a more familiar territory for Xi Heng, and his opponent had lost the amplification of the Fire Phoenix Wings, while he still retained his dragon form.

Even if one side exhausts its spiritual energy, the battle is still difficult to determine a winner.

Until long.

It was only two or three minutes, or maybe a quarter of an hour, that was.

They continued exchanging one or two hundred moves, or even nearly a thousand sword techniques.

Overall, the situation remains stable.

Xi Heng used almost all her skills, except for the irreversible transformation into a dragon. She used up almost all the blood magic talismans she had prepared beforehand, and her blue and red blades were chipped in many places. The blood essence from the blood wave sword energy made her face pale, but she still held her sword steadily and confronted the enemy.

"..." The enemy was panting, his crimson-yellow eyes growing increasingly fierce as he stared at them.

"Just how many more swords can you block?"

"I still have quite a few trump cards up my sleeve, want to give them a try?" Xi Heng scoffed, trying to undermine the other party's confidence.

"In that case, come and take my final sword strike."

Yi Fei's eyes suddenly hardened. She swung her sword and destroyed the blade formed by the flame crystals, then simply gripped the hilt of the sword, which had no blade.

"Alright." Xi Heng saw that the sword was about to determine the winner, took a deep breath, and used the last wisp of spiritual light remaining in his dantian.

The enemy was subtly undulating the hilt of his tightly gripped sword, as if something invisible to the naked eye formed the invisible blade.

While the eye cannot perceive the situation, the sword's heart can sense it.

The opponent's sword heart domain is shrinking... it is gathering the sword heart onto the longsword he is holding.

She is using her own heart as a weapon—a true sword of the heart.

A strong threat followed, and her sword heart domain was shaken, just like a calm lake being stirred by a tornado.

"Heart Sword..." The girl narrowed her eyes, realizing that if she were hit by this sword, her mind would suffer great damage.

How should one block or dodge this invisible sword?

Xi Heng didn't have time to think too much, so he could only follow his first instinct and try to shrink his sword heart domain to the same extent as his opponent, gathering the power of his mind onto his sword.

In terms of Kenshin, she is stronger.

Although the enemy used different methods, they were not beyond her comprehension.

She had considered similar applications before, but had not yet figured out a specific method.

Now that she had glimpsed how the opponent's sword intent operated through her Sword Heart Domain, she had learned it.

Since it was an attack primarily driven by Kenshin, Xi Heng was confident he could withstand it.

Amidst the raging winds, torrential rain, and howling thunder.

The two women faced each other, swords drawn, remaining motionless like statues as they steadily built up their strength.

Raindrops fall on the body, yet they instinctively avoid the sword's blade, as if even the natural phenomena of the world are not to be disturbed by this sword alone.

Xi Heng spent a minute gathering his hundreds-of-meters-long Sword Heart Domain onto the three-foot-long green peak.

Once the sword spirit gathered, a unique feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

It was as if the wind and rain in the world at that moment would move in accordance with the guidance of the blade and the heart of the sword in her hand.

In a daze, she saw the threshold of the next stage of Kenshin.

The next instant, a woman's clear voice rang out from the wind and rain at the front:

"Accept!"

Suddenly, thunder roared from the heavens, illuminating the world.

The power of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning converged on the opponent's invisible sword, using the great power of heaven and earth to construct her new sword body.

Lightning flashed, footsteps swift as the wind, and a relentless, forward-charging thrust came crashing down.

Xi Heng slightly opened his eyes and immediately unleashed all the resentment within his body, which gathered into a tornado along with the long wind and converged on his sword.

As the wind and fire coalesced, a clear ticking sound rang in her ears—in that instant, she stepped into the threshold of the next stage of Sword Heart.

Instantly, endless winds gathered on her sword.

The flames roared, the winds compressed, and a casual wave of the hand could unleash a fiery tornado.

"it is good--"

The girl gave a soft shout, using raging fire and wind to counter the enemy's wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

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Volume 1: Chapter 225, Fire Extinguished, Sword Extinguished

Xi Heng bound the whirlwind to the blade, then added ninety percent of the deep red resentment fire, along with a few drops of essence blood and the last few strands of spiritual energy barely preserved in his dantian, to create this Heart Sword.

The power of the mind, gathered on the three-foot-long green peak, was able to briefly attract the great power of heaven and earth.

The front end is named Yi Fei Nu Jian Xiu, who has bound thunder, wind, rain, and lightning to her sword.

Xi Heng had only just learned this move by imitation, and all he attracted was the surrounding chaotic wind and the resentful fire he unleashed.

Two unrelated forces converged on the sword, yet it appeared incredibly pure—as if it had undergone some kind of evolution.

The power of both sides continued to grow stronger, until it seemed as if the entire world was watching this sword duel.

The branches and leaves of the trees on the hill were battered and broken by the fierce wind and rain, and the withered grass covering the ground was torn and scattered. Even the torrential rain could not suppress this turmoil.

Rainwater seeped into her hair, fell onto her neck, and stained her clothes, making them cling to her body.

The thunder roared incessantly, like the beating of drums, making even the distant shouts of battle seem faint.

Every lightning bolt that struck was caught by Yifei's sword as she was about to fully charge up her power.

The invisible blade in her hand reappeared after the lightning was bound.

The torrential rain seemed to form a vortex, and the invisible sword was at the center of the vortex.

The two vortexes faced off for a moment, and then, as if they both felt an irrepressible urgency, they suddenly strode towards each other.

The puddles on the ground were splashed with water as they were trampled, but the mud did not hinder their steps in the slightest.

The two sword chants faintly merged into a soaring sound, echoing throughout the world with the force of wind and thunder.

It was as if a divine beast, which controlled wind, thunder, and fire, was roaring loudly on this small hill.

During their rush, they simultaneously raised their blades to the side and swung them with all their might.

One instant, the blade flashed to the side; the next, both swords unleashed lightning and fire.

A whirlwind carrying crimson flames howled, forming a barrier tens of meters wide in front of Xi Heng.

Unable to see through with sight, one could only sense, through the power of the two mental swords, that their external forces had already clashed.

Xi Heng stared intently at the extraordinary scene of thunder and fire roaring before him.

He thought to himself that the other party would definitely not rely solely on the Heart Sword to arrive at the final result.

Based on her understanding of the enemy's temperament, she knew he would surely charge in for another battle, until she decided the outcome herself.

So what should we do on our side?

With only a moment's thought, the white-haired girl immediately set off, rushing towards the magnificent spectacle of raging fire and thunder—she wanted to strike first.

The crimson figure instantly entered the midst of the clashing lightning and fire, and then saw the enemy figure step into the Heart Sword's aura in the same manner.