Seeing countless golden lights shooting towards him, the monk who blessed the Dharma Seal with both hands ignored it, as if he was full of confidence in the light curtain transformed by the Buddhist beads in front of him.
Seeing this, Han Li snorted coldly in his heart.
The flying swords were filled with golden lights, and their power suddenly became three points higher.
There was a loud puff sound, and the golden light flashed and pierced on the light curtain, but it made a dull sound as if it was hit by a dead tree.The green screen swayed and it didn't penetrate it.
Han Li's expression moved, but he pinched the sword technique in secret.
Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights near the silver-robed monk trembled at the same time, and then they gathered in the sky.
Suddenly, a golden sun rose out of thin air.
But when the light subsided, a golden sword several feet long suddenly appeared there.
At this time, Han Li rushes to the opposite side without hesitation and taps gently.
The sound of sniffing came out loud. The golden light on the surface of the golden sword dimmed, but a layer of milky white cold light appeared. The thick crystal ice immediately appeared and turned into a huge ice sword of more than tens of feet.
This sword is crystal clear and so huge that no one can breathe a sigh of relief at first sight.
The monk in silver robe who was originally making gestures below raised his head and saw this, his face finally changed drastically.
At this moment, Han Li, opposite, crossed his hand and waved his way downwards, and said a word "slash" coldly from his mouth.
The ice sword fell down fiercely after slashing. Before it could really slash onto the green light curtain, layers of waves that could be seen in the naked eye appeared in the nearby space, and at the same time, the buzzing sound was loud, as if an iceberg was pressing down fiercely.
At this moment, although the monk in silver robe held his own green screen, he would never dare to take the attack head-on.
He yelled the Buddha's name, and the white lotus under his foot dripped and rolled, and his whole body disappeared in the seven-colored Buddha light with this lotus.
The giant sword slashed into the air with a buzzing sound.
The next moment, a white light flashed several feet away from the giant sword, and a lotus appeared drippingly. Then the monk also appeared on the white lotus strangely. At the same time, the hand seal in his hand changed instantly, and an amazing spiritual pressure was released from his body, and a tall phantom of five or six feet suddenly appeared on his head.
This phantom is full of golden light, with a hideous and ferocious face, curly hair, and half naked, which is exactly the same as the rumored image of the Buddhist Vajra.
And just as the Vajra phantom appeared, the silver-robed monk shouted with great aura and pointed it at the huge ice sword in front of him and punched it out from afar.
With a loud bang, the Vajra Phantom made an action that was exactly the same as a monk, and pounded it out one after another with wide eyes, and hit it firmly from the side.
Two large golden lights burst on one side of the ice sword. Such a huge giant sword was blown away by a loud noise. After rolling in the air for several rounds, it barely stabilized again.
Han Li hurriedly looked at the Ice Sword carefully and was shocked.
Because the place where the golden shadow hit one side of the giant sword was hit by the golden shadow, the ice layer was shattered inch by inch, revealing the golden golden sword body inside.
What kind of martial arts is this? It seems to be different from the Ming King, but it also has some relationship!
He was a little surprised.
However, after his flying sword last time, the amount of mysterious jade mixed in was so much that it was dumbfounded, and each mouthful reached the limit that it could accommodate.
Therefore, the Green Zhu Fengyun Sword contains the power of cold air, so it is naturally impossible that it is only possible that the power of this attack is only possible.
With Han Li's divine thoughts, the ice sword that seemed to be a little bit broken, but the milky white cold light flashed a few times, and the cracked area returned to its original state. Then the ice sword swept horizontally without hesitation and slashed at the silver-robed monk next to it.
The power of the giant ice sword is not reduced in slightest, as if it had been severely damaged before, and it had never happened.
This time, the monk in silver robe felt a headache.
His face darkened. The monk did not use the escape technique to avoid it, but his body rose. His arms suddenly became thicker, and his hands closed like lightning in the middle towards the direction of the huge ice sword.
With a bang, the Vajra Phantom also acted, and accurately clamped the Ice Sword in the air with both arms, so that it could not fall any further.
You should know that although this Buddhist phantom is not small in size, it is really a witch compared to the Ice Sword!
Under such a gear, the mantis's arm-blocking appearance was really blocked by the Vajra Phantom.
Han Li's pupils shrank, and he felt a little shocked.
You should know that not to mention that the huge power contained in the ice sword itself, the extreme cold produced by the ten thousand-year-old Xuanyu, is enough to freeze all magic weapons and magic weapons that resist. However, the Vajra Phantom blocked it with both hands without caring, and there was nothing strange.
This kind of secret technique is really extraordinary.
Of course, Han Li glanced down and noticed the silver-robed monk below, but it seemed as relaxed as the Vajra phantom above his head. Although his arms were not moving, his body squatted down a little. At the same time, the golden light on his face also shook continuously, looking a little struggling.
Han Li couldn't help but frown.
This Yuanzhi monk's secret technique seems to be somewhat similar to the Six-Pole True Demonic Art, but it is completely different in essence.
Although the Six-Pole True Demon Art also transformed into six demon shadows behind it, these demon shadows were formed by cultivators with the help of external power and used the true demon energy of the ancient demon ancestor.
The Vajra Phantom summoned by the monk seemed to be transformed by magic power in his body, and the power of this secret technique was also complementary to the Mingwang Jue.
Otherwise, if this monk had not cultivated the Ming Wang Jue to the fourth level, and had a huge sword like a hill just now, even if the Vajra phantom could follow, the body would have collapsed without support.
Han Li was very surprised, but the Green Zhu Fengyun Sword was not just these powers. Once you pinch the sword technique with both hands, your divine thoughts immediately urged you to use another magical power of the flying sword.
As the thunder sounded, the Ice Sword suddenly appeared thick golden arcs as thick as an arm, and directly transformed into several golden electric pythons and rushed straight to the phantom.
Hey!The monk in silver robe was shocked. He obviously never expected that Han Li's flying sword had so many magical powers. He didn't even think about it and sucked it suddenly and sprayed it with all his strength in front of him.
Although nothing was sprayed out of the monk's mouth, the Vajra phantom that was manipulated by him was different. With the same action, a golden glow spurted out of his mouth.
As the light of spirit flashed, several electric dragons rolled away and made them unable to get close to them.
Almost at the same time, after the silver-robed monk shouted again, a pair of golden hands that clamped the Ice Sword suddenly exerted force at the same time, and a huge crack broke from the middle.
Under the dazzling golden light of both hands, the cracks instantly expanded and the ice chips shattered and fell.
The silver-robed monk actually planned to completely break the ice sword from the middle with the powerful Vajra Prajna.
But the monk from Leiyin Sect obviously made a wrong idea. Han Li sneered when he saw this, and the magic trick in his hand changed.
The ice sword suddenly trembled loudly. After a clear sound, it turned into golden threads and scattered from the phantom's hand. Although the Vajra phantom grabbed the backhand twice, each golden thread hovered like a spiritual spiral, and cleverly avoided it, leaving it without any gain.
Turn the sword into silk!It turns out that Fellow Daoist Han is actually a sword cultivator who is proficient in sword techniques!The monk under the phantom was stunned and murmured.
At this point, it is hard to be called a sword cultivator.However, the secret technique performed by Master Yuanzhi opened Han’s eyes, wondering where this magical power came from?Han Li smiled faintly, and asked very calmly after returning the flying swords with one move.
It is not a life-and-death battle at the moment, so he doesn't have to pursue it without any hesitation.
A mere trick of calving insects is nothing, it is just a small magical power that cooperates with the Ming Wang Jue.The monk in silver robe smiled and said it vaguely, not wanting to reveal it carefully.
Han Li couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.
The magical powers of Buddhism are indeed extraordinary. If you want to use ordinary methods, it will be difficult for you and me to decide the winner in a short time.Han had to use a few powerful treasures below, and Master Yuanzhi was careful.Han Li's expression returned to his original state in a blink of an eye and said with great meaning.
After saying this, Han Li first bounced ten fingers at the monk opposite him, and ten thin red silks shot out in a flash, but suddenly disappeared in a flash.
Then the sleeves shook again, and a ball of three-colored flames rolled out, turning into a three-colored feather fan, which appeared in his hand. After a dripping turn, he grabbed it.
With the fierce spiritual power, he sniffed out to the opposite side.
A phoenix sound came out, and a three-color firebird several feet large flew out of the feather fan. After one circled, it rushed straight to the monk opposite and rushed towards him.
Then Han Li opened his mouth again, and a white round bead sprayed out. As soon as he exited, it surged in the wind and turned into a size of about a foot.
A stream of purple cold flames appeared strangely on the surface of the round beads.
Han Li did not make any other moves, but just aimed at the bead and gently flicked his long sleeves.
Suddenly, a purple sea of fire appeared in front of him, and then a tall wave of fire several feet high was rolled up, and rushed straight to the opposite side with a fierce momentum, with an amazing momentum!
The monk on the silver robe opposite couldn't help but look so serious when he saw Han Li's attack this time. He immediately turned his hand around and a small silver bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.
But before the monk could sacrifice this object, a red light flashed in front of the Vajra phantom in the sky, and ten thin fire threads shot out at once, and then they were stuck on the phantom at the same time.
As a result, after a few clatters, the two collided and made a sound of metal colliding. These fire threads could not penetrate the golden phantom at all.
The monk was not concerned about this, but his eyes fell on the three-colored firebird flying towards him, and his eyes showed a solemn expression.
Although he saw the Three Flame Fan for the first time, the amazing spiritual power transmitted from the Three Colored Firebird made him feel as if he was facing a great enemy and he did not dare to look down on him in his heart.
Seeing this, Han Li snorted coldly in his heart.
The flying swords were filled with golden lights, and their power suddenly became three points higher.
There was a loud puff sound, and the golden light flashed and pierced on the light curtain, but it made a dull sound as if it was hit by a dead tree.The green screen swayed and it didn't penetrate it.
Han Li's expression moved, but he pinched the sword technique in secret.
Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights near the silver-robed monk trembled at the same time, and then they gathered in the sky.
Suddenly, a golden sun rose out of thin air.
But when the light subsided, a golden sword several feet long suddenly appeared there.
At this time, Han Li rushes to the opposite side without hesitation and taps gently.
The sound of sniffing came out loud. The golden light on the surface of the golden sword dimmed, but a layer of milky white cold light appeared. The thick crystal ice immediately appeared and turned into a huge ice sword of more than tens of feet.
This sword is crystal clear and so huge that no one can breathe a sigh of relief at first sight.
The monk in silver robe who was originally making gestures below raised his head and saw this, his face finally changed drastically.
At this moment, Han Li, opposite, crossed his hand and waved his way downwards, and said a word "slash" coldly from his mouth.
The ice sword fell down fiercely after slashing. Before it could really slash onto the green light curtain, layers of waves that could be seen in the naked eye appeared in the nearby space, and at the same time, the buzzing sound was loud, as if an iceberg was pressing down fiercely.
At this moment, although the monk in silver robe held his own green screen, he would never dare to take the attack head-on.
He yelled the Buddha's name, and the white lotus under his foot dripped and rolled, and his whole body disappeared in the seven-colored Buddha light with this lotus.
The giant sword slashed into the air with a buzzing sound.
The next moment, a white light flashed several feet away from the giant sword, and a lotus appeared drippingly. Then the monk also appeared on the white lotus strangely. At the same time, the hand seal in his hand changed instantly, and an amazing spiritual pressure was released from his body, and a tall phantom of five or six feet suddenly appeared on his head.
This phantom is full of golden light, with a hideous and ferocious face, curly hair, and half naked, which is exactly the same as the rumored image of the Buddhist Vajra.
And just as the Vajra phantom appeared, the silver-robed monk shouted with great aura and pointed it at the huge ice sword in front of him and punched it out from afar.
With a loud bang, the Vajra Phantom made an action that was exactly the same as a monk, and pounded it out one after another with wide eyes, and hit it firmly from the side.
Two large golden lights burst on one side of the ice sword. Such a huge giant sword was blown away by a loud noise. After rolling in the air for several rounds, it barely stabilized again.
Han Li hurriedly looked at the Ice Sword carefully and was shocked.
Because the place where the golden shadow hit one side of the giant sword was hit by the golden shadow, the ice layer was shattered inch by inch, revealing the golden golden sword body inside.
What kind of martial arts is this? It seems to be different from the Ming King, but it also has some relationship!
He was a little surprised.
However, after his flying sword last time, the amount of mysterious jade mixed in was so much that it was dumbfounded, and each mouthful reached the limit that it could accommodate.
Therefore, the Green Zhu Fengyun Sword contains the power of cold air, so it is naturally impossible that it is only possible that the power of this attack is only possible.
With Han Li's divine thoughts, the ice sword that seemed to be a little bit broken, but the milky white cold light flashed a few times, and the cracked area returned to its original state. Then the ice sword swept horizontally without hesitation and slashed at the silver-robed monk next to it.
The power of the giant ice sword is not reduced in slightest, as if it had been severely damaged before, and it had never happened.
This time, the monk in silver robe felt a headache.
His face darkened. The monk did not use the escape technique to avoid it, but his body rose. His arms suddenly became thicker, and his hands closed like lightning in the middle towards the direction of the huge ice sword.
With a bang, the Vajra Phantom also acted, and accurately clamped the Ice Sword in the air with both arms, so that it could not fall any further.
You should know that although this Buddhist phantom is not small in size, it is really a witch compared to the Ice Sword!
Under such a gear, the mantis's arm-blocking appearance was really blocked by the Vajra Phantom.
Han Li's pupils shrank, and he felt a little shocked.
You should know that not to mention that the huge power contained in the ice sword itself, the extreme cold produced by the ten thousand-year-old Xuanyu, is enough to freeze all magic weapons and magic weapons that resist. However, the Vajra Phantom blocked it with both hands without caring, and there was nothing strange.
This kind of secret technique is really extraordinary.
Of course, Han Li glanced down and noticed the silver-robed monk below, but it seemed as relaxed as the Vajra phantom above his head. Although his arms were not moving, his body squatted down a little. At the same time, the golden light on his face also shook continuously, looking a little struggling.
Han Li couldn't help but frown.
This Yuanzhi monk's secret technique seems to be somewhat similar to the Six-Pole True Demonic Art, but it is completely different in essence.
Although the Six-Pole True Demon Art also transformed into six demon shadows behind it, these demon shadows were formed by cultivators with the help of external power and used the true demon energy of the ancient demon ancestor.
The Vajra Phantom summoned by the monk seemed to be transformed by magic power in his body, and the power of this secret technique was also complementary to the Mingwang Jue.
Otherwise, if this monk had not cultivated the Ming Wang Jue to the fourth level, and had a huge sword like a hill just now, even if the Vajra phantom could follow, the body would have collapsed without support.
Han Li was very surprised, but the Green Zhu Fengyun Sword was not just these powers. Once you pinch the sword technique with both hands, your divine thoughts immediately urged you to use another magical power of the flying sword.
As the thunder sounded, the Ice Sword suddenly appeared thick golden arcs as thick as an arm, and directly transformed into several golden electric pythons and rushed straight to the phantom.
Hey!The monk in silver robe was shocked. He obviously never expected that Han Li's flying sword had so many magical powers. He didn't even think about it and sucked it suddenly and sprayed it with all his strength in front of him.
Although nothing was sprayed out of the monk's mouth, the Vajra phantom that was manipulated by him was different. With the same action, a golden glow spurted out of his mouth.
As the light of spirit flashed, several electric dragons rolled away and made them unable to get close to them.
Almost at the same time, after the silver-robed monk shouted again, a pair of golden hands that clamped the Ice Sword suddenly exerted force at the same time, and a huge crack broke from the middle.
Under the dazzling golden light of both hands, the cracks instantly expanded and the ice chips shattered and fell.
The silver-robed monk actually planned to completely break the ice sword from the middle with the powerful Vajra Prajna.
But the monk from Leiyin Sect obviously made a wrong idea. Han Li sneered when he saw this, and the magic trick in his hand changed.
The ice sword suddenly trembled loudly. After a clear sound, it turned into golden threads and scattered from the phantom's hand. Although the Vajra phantom grabbed the backhand twice, each golden thread hovered like a spiritual spiral, and cleverly avoided it, leaving it without any gain.
Turn the sword into silk!It turns out that Fellow Daoist Han is actually a sword cultivator who is proficient in sword techniques!The monk under the phantom was stunned and murmured.
At this point, it is hard to be called a sword cultivator.However, the secret technique performed by Master Yuanzhi opened Han’s eyes, wondering where this magical power came from?Han Li smiled faintly, and asked very calmly after returning the flying swords with one move.
It is not a life-and-death battle at the moment, so he doesn't have to pursue it without any hesitation.
A mere trick of calving insects is nothing, it is just a small magical power that cooperates with the Ming Wang Jue.The monk in silver robe smiled and said it vaguely, not wanting to reveal it carefully.
Han Li couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.
The magical powers of Buddhism are indeed extraordinary. If you want to use ordinary methods, it will be difficult for you and me to decide the winner in a short time.Han had to use a few powerful treasures below, and Master Yuanzhi was careful.Han Li's expression returned to his original state in a blink of an eye and said with great meaning.
After saying this, Han Li first bounced ten fingers at the monk opposite him, and ten thin red silks shot out in a flash, but suddenly disappeared in a flash.
Then the sleeves shook again, and a ball of three-colored flames rolled out, turning into a three-colored feather fan, which appeared in his hand. After a dripping turn, he grabbed it.
With the fierce spiritual power, he sniffed out to the opposite side.
A phoenix sound came out, and a three-color firebird several feet large flew out of the feather fan. After one circled, it rushed straight to the monk opposite and rushed towards him.
Then Han Li opened his mouth again, and a white round bead sprayed out. As soon as he exited, it surged in the wind and turned into a size of about a foot.
A stream of purple cold flames appeared strangely on the surface of the round beads.
Han Li did not make any other moves, but just aimed at the bead and gently flicked his long sleeves.
Suddenly, a purple sea of fire appeared in front of him, and then a tall wave of fire several feet high was rolled up, and rushed straight to the opposite side with a fierce momentum, with an amazing momentum!
The monk on the silver robe opposite couldn't help but look so serious when he saw Han Li's attack this time. He immediately turned his hand around and a small silver bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.
But before the monk could sacrifice this object, a red light flashed in front of the Vajra phantom in the sky, and ten thin fire threads shot out at once, and then they were stuck on the phantom at the same time.
As a result, after a few clatters, the two collided and made a sound of metal colliding. These fire threads could not penetrate the golden phantom at all.
The monk was not concerned about this, but his eyes fell on the three-colored firebird flying towards him, and his eyes showed a solemn expression.
Although he saw the Three Flame Fan for the first time, the amazing spiritual power transmitted from the Three Colored Firebird made him feel as if he was facing a great enemy and he did not dare to look down on him in his heart.
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