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Contrary to the great movement of the gray and white clouds, Han Li's side was silent, and a layer of black air suddenly covered his raised right arm.
The black air expanded and contracted continuously, and gradually became denser. When it became as dark as ink, Han Li's face showed a solemn expression.
The entire right arm began to swell rapidly, becoming two or three times thicker in a blink of an eye, and a layer of glaring blood even appeared on the surface, which looked extremely strange under the envelope of black air.
At this moment, Han Li raised his head and glanced across.
The gray-white cloud cluster was still roaring loudly, rising continuously, and in a blink of an eye it had already covered an area of ??twenty or thirty feet. A stern look flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he suddenly spit out the word "broken" from his mouth.
The thick arm suddenly shrank, and then suddenly vomited.
A black-red light sheet shot out from the palm of his hand. Once released, it was as huge as several feet wide. Then the sound of "Here" sounded, and the light sheet brought out a long tail light, which flew to the front of the cloud in an instant.
Wen Tianren seemed to realize that something was wrong, the ancient bronze shield entangled with the giant sword above his head, with a flash of light, blocked in front of the cloud.
The light sheet didn't stop at all, and passed by as if there was nothing.
The copper shield was like being squeezed into mud, and it silently split into two, dropping dust.
However, there was a muffled hum from the cloud behind the shield, and then a black gap appeared in the middle. After a while, the cloud broke into two pieces like a shattered picture scroll.
And that huge piece of light, after cutting off the cloud and blasting out more than ten feet away, turned into a little bit of starlight, completely disintegrated.
At this moment, Wen Tianren's extremely frightened and angry growl came from half of the cloud.
"How dare you break my limbs, I want your life to pay back."
Following the roar, the cloud on the other side suddenly disappeared, revealing a shriveled half arm floating in midair.
Seeing the style of the sleeve attached to it, it is clearly Wen Tianren's left hand.
"The Dafa of Transforming Tribulation"
After seeing this scene, Han Li narrowed his eyes, and the rumored magic secret technique immediately appeared in his mind.
This technique is to use part of the limbs to become a substitute puppet in advance. When there is an irresistible attack that suddenly hits the body, you can let the limbs bear the calamity instead of yourself with a move of your mind. It is especially effective against curse spells.
However, it is said that only monks in the Nascent Soul stage are qualified to practice the top-level magical secret art, and the other party is also capable of performing this art, which really surprised him.
As for the terrifying attack just now, it was one of the secret techniques that Han Li picked up from the Xuanyin Scripture, "Yin Demon Slash".
This method is similar to the "Blood Spirit Diamond".
It is also to cultivate a part of the essence in the body into a powerful special existence. When fighting with others, it is released at once, and it is invincible.
This "Yin Demon Slash" is judged according to the cultivator's cultivation base, the amount of refined essence and the length of training time to judge its power. It is rumored that if it is condensed to the deepest level, it can even cut through the space and shatter the void.
Of course, a one-time attack like this. Who would really spend so much effort on this. Even Han Li only condensed a small piece of it.
After the two attacks just now were ineffective, Han Li already guessed that the opponent's cloud group might have the miraculous effect of shifting shape. That's why, with a heartbroken, he used the "Yin Demon Slash" that cultivated Xiaocheng.
Although this slash can't break the boundary and slash the sky, it is enough to break the opponent's miraculous effect of shifting shape.
Sure enough, under one blow, it really worked.
Even if the opponent uses the method of transforming calamity, he can escape this calamity. But the damage to the vitality is definitely not small, and the feeling of having his arm chopped off is probably unbearable.
Han Li was thinking with a sneer.
With a sound of "shua", a piece of golden light flew out from the cloud, and rolled back the severed arm floating in the air.
Han Li was stunned for a moment, with a strange look on his face, as he was thinking about the other party's intentions. A mournful and strange howl roared out from the clouds. The gray-white cloud and mist swept away, revealing Wen Tianren's figure.
Han Li's eyes flashed coldly, and he stared at the past.
I saw that Wen Tianren was holding his stumped arm with one hand, staring at him with incomparable resentment. And behind him, six tall phantoms faintly appeared. Some have horns on their heads, or wear scales, all of them are hideous and terrifying, with fangs sticking out from their mouths, and gray-white demonic energy entangles their whole bodies. It's like a demon descending into the world.
"A six-pole true demon?"
Han Li murmured with a gloomy expression.
"Hum! I'll let you know in a momentSaid, the Six Extremes Holy Venerable is very powerful. Although these are just the phantoms of the Six Saints, they are more than enough to deal with you, a monk in the alchemy stage. "Wen Tianren snorted coldly, looked sideways at his broken arm, his elegant face was full of murderous intent.
Ever since this successor of the Six Paths has achieved great cultivation, he has never suffered such a big loss. Han Li's magic weapon was so powerful that he was shocked, and even more determined to kill him.
He suddenly pressed the broken arm to the broken arm, and a slender phantom with two horns behind him opened his mouth and sprayed out a faint red mist, quickly covering the broken arm. After a while, the mist dissipated by itself, and the withered arm was full again, and even moved his fingers, waving them lightly twice, as if returning to the original state.
Seeing this, Han Li was shocked.
Wen Tianren took Han Li's expression into his eyes, and a sarcasm flashed across his face. Then, with a sudden wave of his hands, the six phantoms behind him grew a little longer. Their figures swayed, as if they were about to move .
Han Li raised one hand without thinking, and pointed lightly at the top of the opponent's head.
The two blue giant swords hanging in the air, after a flash of light, slashed and fell, with the intention of cutting the opponent into four pieces.
Wen Tianren just looked at Han Li coldly, and didn't even lift his head. But in the phantom behind him, the one with the tallest body and the most ferocious appearance flew forward, and with two huge arms grabbing like lightning, he actually snatched two giant swords into his hands one by one.
Han Li's face darkened, and he squeezed the spell with both hands, and the giant sword suddenly glowed blue in the phantom's hand, struggling and jumping desperately.
But this tall phantom, with red eyes flashing, two big hands suddenly closed, and then gray magic fire spurted out from its mouth, wrapped the two flying swords in it, and began to smelt.
"Hey! Do you think there is still a chance to take back the magic weapon caught by the powerful real demon?" Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren looked up and laughed wildly. Then he pointed at Han Li without hesitation, and the other five phantoms disappeared at the same time after a flash. The next moment, it appeared outside Han Li's shield.
Wen Tianren then showed that he was sure of winning, and was about to drive the phantom to destroy Han Li.
He is full of confidence in the power of these phantom incarnations of six-pole true demons. I believe that if the six phantoms join forces to fight against the enemy, even a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul will not be able to do anything to him.
Otherwise, how can this "six extremes true magic art" that can transform into phantoms deserve to be called the number one magic art in Luan Xinghai.
At this moment, Han Li's expression suddenly turned cold, and after raising his hands, two golden arcs as thick as the mouth of a bowl shot out, hitting the two nearest phantoms at once.
A scene that made Wen Tianren unbelievable appeared.
Amidst the sound of thunder, the two phantoms paled, and a painful expression appeared on their faces for a moment, and then they disappeared into nothingness after a flash of gray light.
"Ah!" Wen Tianren was astonished, thinking that his eyes were dazzled, and he still couldn't believe what he saw.
The evil god thunder in Han Li's hand popped out again, and two thick golden arcs hit the other two phantoms in the blink of an eye, and the same "rumbling" flash went out.
This time, Wen Tianren really came to his senses!
Feeling extremely sorry, he hastily shouted, and a ball of silver light flew out from his cuff, and at the same time urged the last phantom to fly back in a hurry.
You must know that although these sixth-level real magic phantoms are formed with the help of nearby spiritual energy, they are also mixed with some of his own spiritual power. . Although you can practice back in the future. But right now against the enemy, he will suffer a great loss.
But before the silver light flew to Han Li, there was another thunderous sound above his head.
Wen Tianren's complexion suddenly changed, and he hurriedly looked up.
I saw that another phantom in the air also turned into a curl of smoke, and there were a few tiny golden arcs jumping on the two huge swords, and they were crossing and cutting down without hesitation!
Wen Tianren didn't even think about the red light flashing on his feet, and with a "whoosh", the person turned into a red light and disappeared from the spot. The giant sword cut to the empty space.
The next moment, Wen Tianren appeared tens of feet away again, staring at Han Li with a blue face. And above his feet, there were two clusters of crimson flames at some point, with a faint blue light emitting from them.
But at this time, Han Li couldn't care less about mobilizing Feijian to continue chasing and killing the opponent, because the silver light ball shot by Wen Tianren had already turned into a huge silver bell, which fell from the sky and buckled head-on.
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