I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Facing the middle-aged man shrouded in black mist in front of him, Huo Yiming felt like looking in a mirror at this moment.

On the appearance of the two sides, apart from some hooks on their noses, there are not many similarities.

But Huo Yiming faintly felt that inside him, and the other party, they seemed to be printed out of the same mold.

As Martial Emperor, he knows better than anyone else that he is a martial artist, and he is inherited from the Prison Dragon School. In fact, he has some discrepancies.

The higher the cultivation level, the more so.

In recent years, Huo Yiming has gradually become accustomed to concealing his shots. He will not be able to see his true strength until the real moment of life and death.

Coupled with the same martial arts, the same people who cultivated may have different understandings, and there are differences in strength, so the same sect of the Prison Dragon Sect is not surprised by this.

Lian Xiefeng, on the contrary, appreciates this talented disciple who can make his own way.

He had great expectations for Huo Yiming.

Not only is Huo Yiming's future strength likely to be blue, but the other party may also improve the inheritance of the Prison Dragon Sect, making the inheritance of the Prison Dragon Sect martial arts more sophisticated.

But Huo Yiming himself knew that the changes in his swordsmanship were not entirely his own subjective thinking and inspiration.

In many cases, it comes from an intuition that seems to come from blood.

It's like, he would have been another masterpiece, but now he seems to have forgotten it.

But when he cultivated the martial arts of the Purgatory Dragon School, all of this was like a ghost, affecting him imperceptibly.

The higher the cultivation strength, the deeper his understanding of martial arts, the more obvious this phenomenon is.

This is the reason why his own sword skills gradually surpassed the prison dragon sword of the prison dragon sect.

Huo Yiming suspected earlier that he might have Qianchen Suhui's legacy.

Perhaps, he had a mastery of cultivation in his previous life, and now he is reincarnated. Although he has no memory of his previous life, some martial arts artistic conceptions still remain.

But now, facing Lei Han, Huo Yiming's heart was almost irresistible, and a conjecture that made him refuse to believe was born.

Lei Han looked calm and indifferent: "It seems that you have already noticed it yourself."

His words seemed to hit Huo Yiming's heart with a heavy blow.

In this matter, the other party can't talk about deceiving him, nor can it deceive him.

However, his own feeling is the most real.

The conjecture that he tried to suppress to the bottom of his heart suddenly resurfaced involuntarily at this time.

He has something to do with this Dragon Demon Great Emperor.

Huo Yiming was silent for a while, and Lei Han said quietly, "You should also feel it. This comes from blood."

While speaking, he raised his hand and hit the empty space casually.

A black dragon appeared, with blood-red eyes, fierce and domineering.

Upon seeing this, Huo Yiming shook his body vaguely in the air.

Lei Han looked at him: "I like to be straightforward and straightforward.

You should have thought of it now, your surname is Lei, not Huo, you are my son.

Only my bloodline inheritance will make you and me martial arts the same. This is something that other people who practice my "Xuanlong Cult" can't do. "

Huo Yiming took a deep breath.

Instead, he slowly calmed down now.

The young man did not evade, looking directly into Lei Han's eyes: "As long as I can remember, my surname is Huo, and nothing else."

Lei Han looked calm and nodded: "It was not what I wanted when you and my father and son were separated. Now we are finally reunited. I hope you can come back to me. I also want to make up for your lost childhood."

Huo Yiming's expression was slightly complicated, and looked at the other party: "I don't need seniors to compensate me for anything. If I have to say yes, seniors are also compensating for Changan City, but I don't think you are willing to do this."

"Not bad."

Lei Han said indifferently: "But it's not because of you. If you change an enemy, I am willing to make an exception for you, but Chang'an City can't. I am different from Ming Tonghui, Daitian, and he owes me and other brothers. It’s not that I owe him Chang'an City."

Huo Yiming shook his head: "I don’t know the truth about the grievances of all of you in the past, and I am not qualified to evaluate it. But at the moment, Senior Su, Senior Chu, Senior Ao, Senior Shen are all in Chang'an, and they are advancing and retreating with Your Majesty. Can't you betray you?"

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Lei Han's expression remained unchanged: "It is basically certain that there is no Old Seven, and the possibility of Eleven and Twelve Sisters is also very small, so I have always wanted to fight for them, but unfortunately, they are all blinded by Ming Tonghui."

Under the black mist, he realized to look to the east: "I have a plan in my heart, there is a place, maybe I can find evidence to prove that my words are right."

Huo Yiming said: "Back then, I really didn't understand the whole story.

But I know that nowadays, under the rule of Chang'an, the people are living in peace and security, and their lives are getting better and better.

However, in the Beiju Luzhou that was ruled by the predecessors, it is not an exaggeration to say that the people do not have a livelihood. "

Lei Han's tone was indifferent: "It's just hypocrisy, do you care how many ants you have trampled to death?"

Huo Yiming had no fear on his face and looked at him: "Senior has the truth of seniors, and I have my ideas. To this day, if seniors are unwilling to fight against Chang'an Chenghua, then I have to say, I hope Changan City will win. , And I myself will also act in accordance with Chang'an's orders."

He said slowly but firmly: "Senior does not need to be merciful. Although I am invincible, I will never stand by and die. What's more, I only face a clone of Senior."

At the same time as he spoke, the long knife came out of his back.

The blood-eyed black dragon like Lei Han appeared above the vast sea.

"You see the people in Chang'an as your own, but the other person is not necessarily."

Lei Han put his hands behind his back, but he didn't seem to mean to do it: "You, it's too easy to trust others."

Huo Yiming's blade pointed diagonally to the opposite side: "Does the senior want to make our relationship public?"

"Are you scared?" Lei Han asked calmly.

Huo Yiming said: "Maybe you will have some misunderstandings and incomprehensions at first, but I believe that everyone will gradually believe in me."

Lei Han nodded: "Then I will wait and see."

Huo Yiming's right hand holding the knife began to rise above his head, ready to fall down: "Even if the predecessor is a clone, it is not an enemy of ordinary people. If you leave it alone, it will be dangerous to others. Forgive me!"

After all, he slashed.

Thousands of sword auras condensed into a blood-eyed black dragon, even more domineering and fierce than thousands of black dragons dancing wildly, and slashed at the clone of Lei Han in front of him.

Lei Han didn't dodge, dodge, or resist.

So he took Huo Yiming's knife.

This clone of him, like Huo Yiming, is in the twelfth state.

His cultivation base is domineering and clever, even Huo Yiming is not sure that he will win.

But this way, Lei Han's all-out stab was in vain, and no twelfth-level practitioner in the world could bear it.

This clone of Lei Han was immediately slashed by Huo Yiming.

"I've never done my duty as a father. This cut, let's take it as an interest payment."

The man in black still had no expression, and said calmly.

Then as the wound soared blood, the body split in half.