Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Xi Heng felt as if what he was facing was an unstoppable torrent or tsunami.

This person possesses a resilient spirit, a transcendent realm, and an extremely powerful physical body.

Before the swords were even drawn, but as soon as they assumed their battle stances, she felt an extremely intense pressure.

“Very strong…” the girl thought to herself.

The guy in front of her was probably the strongest opponent she had ever encountered in this life.

I'm already thinking to myself whether I should save my game now so I can try again after I fail.

However, after careful consideration, I gave up on this idea.

Her sword intent was no weaker than her opponent's, and this battle was not unwinnable.

Although the sword cultivator named Yi Fei in front of her was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, she also possessed resentful fire within her body that surpassed the Foundation Establishment realm.

In his previous life, the Heavenly Demon Fire could have defeated this person in one move.

In this life, I, too, possess the same burning resentment, and should be able to defeat my enemy within ten moves.

Xi Heng nodded silently to himself and continued to expand his sword heart, overlapping with the enemy's sword heart domain.

On the other side, sword cultivator Yi Fei also felt the resolute sharpness and undisguised murderous aura carried in Xi Heng's sword aura, and clearly understood that although the person in front of her was only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, he was still a formidable opponent that could not be ignored.

Both sides were fully focused, and a major battle was about to break out.

As Xi Heng expanded her sword heart domain to its limit and calmed her mind, making everything around her appear exceptionally slow, she then made her move.

My toes touched the green grass, a flash of inspiration appeared, and a sharp sword lay before me.

As I charged forward, a gust of wind swept past my ears.

This sudden advance was so fast that ordinary martial artists couldn't react at all.

Even a martial artist at the Transformation Realm could only see a black and red swirling motion.

However, the opponent easily raised his sword, solidifying the flames to block the attack.

A resounding clang echoed.

The dark blue jade sword collided with the fiery blade, producing a strange, resounding sound.

Xi Heng was not surprised that the opponent's flaming sword could materialize and block her attack—her Clear Flame Technique could also achieve a similar effect.

When his sword was blocked, he turned and swept it downwards.

The sword tip drew a fine white line in the air, transforming from a slashing sword into a rapier at lightning speed, pointing directly at the opponent's chest.

The enemy seemingly effortlessly lowered his longsword, only to block it again.

Xi Heng frowned slightly, unleashing his inner energy which traveled towards the sharp blade, causing a shockwave.

The enemy's sword blade developed cracks, which could be quickly repaired by burning it with intense heat.

The opponent retaliated—quickly turning to the side at roughly the same speed and slashing horizontally.

The girl leaned back to dodge, but the flames burning on the blade suddenly expanded, as if to engulf her entire figure.

"Tsk."

Xi Heng pushed his hand away, blocking the Crimson Flame.

But the opponent's swordplay was not limited to that. After the initial slash, he immediately followed up with an upward thrust, the blade flaming out in flames, as if the blade was lengthening in an instant.

The sense of distance was thus misjudged, causing a crack to appear in the aura shield around her.

The aura shield is sticking to the flames and is about to crumble.

Yi Fei raised her blade upwards, feinted a high movement, and then spun around in a right horizontal slash.

Xi Heng saw through the moves and parried with his sword.

The flaming longsword pierced right through her blade and struck her body.

The girl gritted her teeth and retreated. Only the remaining portion of her spiritual energy shield and internal energy worked together to prevent her from being seriously injured by the attack.

However, the opponent's swordsmanship did not stop, and Yifei stepped forward and thrust her sword straight at his face.

Xi Heng quickly dodged the attack and then lunged forward with his sword to counterattack.

Seeing this, the other person freed their left hand and uttered, "Fu—"

Immediately afterwards, a blazing fire appeared in the man's palm, instantly coalescing into a fireball that came hurtling towards him.

Before Xi Heng could react, he thrust his sword straight at the fireball that was about to explode.

The sword intent manifested as a burst of white light, instantly shattering the fireball into countless fragments of flame that scattered downwards like exploding fireworks.

The opponent frowned upon seeing this, and Xi Heng's rapier struck directly—

叮、

But instead of the hissing sound of a rapier piercing flesh, there was only the sound of a metal sword bouncing off a block of iron.

The opponent's aura shield is significantly stronger defensively.

Xi Heng stabbed with his sword, but only a tiny crack appeared.

After seeing the result, the girl immediately dodged back and created distance, ending this probing exchange.

Through those few sword strikes, Xi Heng discerned some of the differences between the two women.

Due to the difference in their cultivation levels, the opponent's defenses were much stronger than his own.

Even if I were to strike with all my might, I would need to land three accurate hits to break through their defenses.

However, their own shield has been broken, and it will take several seconds to cast a spell to rebuild it.

In a battle between sword cultivators, the outcome can be decided in the blink of an eye, leaving her no time to replenish her supplies.

Aside from the realm of cultivation, the spiritual sword gave the opponent an even greater advantage.

One's own sword moves can be blocked, but it is difficult to block the opponent's sword.

She always had the feeling that she was using mortal weapons to fight against alien lightsabers.

Even if the weapon in hand is of excellent quality and cannot be cut by a laser sword, the essential attributes are completely different.

The boundary between magical artifacts and spiritual artifacts is truly insurmountable.

Xi Heng believed that his swordsmanship was no worse than his opponent's, but the difference in their weapons was hard to ignore.

"Then using other strengths to compensate for the difference in weapons should balance things out a bit..." But even with an initial disadvantage, she still believed she could win.

Up to now, only three seconds have passed since the battle began.

The other person was gently turning their longsword, raising it slightly to the side, and slowly approaching, their posture appearing exceptionally elegant.

His expression remained calm and resolute, showing no sign of letting his guard down despite the temporary advantage he had just gained.

This person named Yifei is someone who understands the principle of using full force even when hunting a rabbit...

"What a hassle," Xi Heng clicked his tongue.

However, a sense of excitement also welled up in her heart—it had been a long time since she had experienced such a life-or-death duel.

"Your swordsmanship is quite good," Yi Fei said bluntly as she approached.

“There’s more to it than just these,” the girl replied, reaching out with her left hand to grab at the empty space to the side.

Suddenly, he grasped a ball of deep red flame.

Flames sprayed wildly from the palm of his hand towards both ends, gathering into a long strip shape.

Xi Heng used his spiritual light to gather the flames, transforming the intense fire of resentment into the shape of a sharp sword.

The flames of resentment solidified and were held in her palm.

He moved his feet, holding the left sword in front of him and the right sword hanging at his side, and charged forward to attack again.

The other party chuckled softly, and continued to lengthen the longsword in his hand.

The flaming longsword she had just used quickly transformed into a slender longsword, which she held with one hand to her side as she faced the attack from the girl in black robes.

Xi Heng stained the sword with a drop of his blood essence, and the liquid spiritual energy surged wildly. He shouted and swung both swords at the same time.

The sword blades crossed and slashed in front of him, a cross-shaped sword aura piercing the sky.

Yi Fei charged forward in a flash, first slashing to the side to break through the cross-shaped sword energy, then turning her sword to add another diagonal slash.

The white-haired girl dodged with a sidestep, but the opponent's next attack arrived in an instant as she spun around.

After sweeping across, the flames transformed into a fan-shaped oval in the air.

Xi Heng swung the Vengeful Flame Sword in his left hand, adding the Clear Flame Technique to create a burst of flames, causing the two flames of different colors to clash.

Then, relying on his advantage of having two swords, he launched a fierce and dense offensive against his opponent.

By using the Clear Flame Technique to forcibly block the opponent's incoming sword fire, he could barely suppress the enemy.

Thus, the longsword of resentment and the longsword of cyan and black together drew complete arcs, their sword momentum advancing forward like a wild beast tearing at something.

Advancing slashes, yielding parries, feinting thrusts, sidestepping and blocking, alternating sword strikes—the attacks overlapped, intense and extremely fierce.

The two swords have different shapes and move in the same or opposite directions. Sometimes one sword thrusts forward while the other defends, or one sword moves to the left while the other moves to the right, flying up and down.

The moves were executed in rapid succession, with no two attacks being repeated.

She absorbed more than a dozen sword techniques while training her sword heart, each of which had many variations. Through further deduction, the sword moves could become extremely complex and varied.

Even if they fight for seven days and seven nights, they can still come up with new tricks.

The opponent's single sword could not withstand the fierce power of the twin swords. Even with continuous resistance, large cracks appeared on the spiritual shield around his body.

After a series of attacks, Xi Heng briefly gathered his strength.

Yi Fei wanted to take this opportunity to retaliate, but was interrupted by the resentment she had sent out beforehand.

The next instant, a crimson glint flashed in the girl's eyes, and the tip of the longsword in her right hand, which she had just pulled back, rippled like a white lotus.

The sword of death shot out in an instant, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek, aimed directly at the enemy's chest.

Yi Fei's eyes flashed, and her free left hand quickly formed a Dao finger, activating the two or three talismans hanging at her waist.

A ray of light immediately enveloped his figure, and when the sword arrived, there was no real sense of impact.

"Teleportation, huh..."

Kenshin sensed that his opponent had teleported to the rear, so Xi Heng stopped, turned around, and restrained some of the momentum of his sword that had not yet been fully unleashed. He then turned his sword and slashed horizontally backward.

Blood ripples.

The crimson color was even more intense than the sword energy, and its destructive power was even more astonishing.

The enemy had just appeared when another talisman was activated, unleashing a high-frequency vibration that dispersed the blood wave and dissolved the sword energy.

This time, it was Yifei's turn to take a few steps back and speak during the brief pause in the battle:

"This kind of technique must consume a lot of spiritual energy, right?"

“That’s right.” Xi Heng made no attempt to hide it, and retorted, “You want to drag this out until I run out of spiritual energy?”

"No need to drag this out." The enemy's temperament was also straightforward: "If we can find someone whose swordsmanship is comparable to mine, we should do our best in this battle."

She swung the flaming longsword in her right hand, causing red and yellow flames to scatter and rapidly expand, gradually condensing into a fire phoenix three or four meters tall.

"Now, let's decide the winner."

"Okay." The white-haired girl simply replied, tossing the longsword made of resentful flames in her left hand to the ground.

The vengeful fire transformed into the form of a fox.

As Xi Heng sent out more crimson flames from his fingertips, the little fox grew several more fluffy fire tails with burning candle-like ends, and its size rapidly increased to the same size as the fire phoenix in front of it.

The other person curled the corners of their mouth into a smile, and their originally elegant and slow steps suddenly turned into an explosive charge.

The fire phoenix behind raised its head high, let out a long cry, and took flight.

Xi Heng extended his left hand forward, his fingers gently pinching into a shape resembling a fox's head.

The ellipse drawn by her slender fingers enclosed the rapidly approaching enemy within it.

The next moment, the giant fox beside the girl transformed into a raging torrent of resentful fire, which then surged like a towering wave, crashing down on the slender figure on the ground.

As the flames approached, the opponent had already anticipated their trajectory and made a dodge maneuver.

However, the flames twisted into a vortex in mid-air, and an even larger fox head emerged from the vortex, opening its ferocious maw and pressing down.