Just when the old man surnamed Mu was startled and wanted to retreat secretly, Han Li looked at the black mountain with a hint of emotion on his face.
Such a strange and astonishing treasure, at first glance, could not be refined by an old man. Most of it is some kind of astonishing ancient treasure left by an ancient monk.
With the power of this treasure, Han Li believed that even the monks in the late Yuanying period who were hit by this mountain forcibly would never be safe.
As long as it can be hit, this is almost a one-hit method.
If he can get this thing in his hands, he can immediately make up for his own lack of attack power.
Besides, he was also interested in the windmill in the old man's hand.
Thinking like this, Han Li turned his eyes to stare at the old man, his expression gradually turned cold, and a sharp killing intent appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Although he didn't fight much, he is confident that he already has a general understanding of the opponent's skills.
I don't know if the other party is unlucky? The exercises that the old man majored in and the spirit techniques he used were all of ice attribute. And for him who absorbed the dry blue ice flame, it wouldn't pose much threat. So many ice edges attacked just now, they were all melted into ice flowers by him with dry blue ice flames, easily turning into invisible.
And this teleportable black mountain peak should be the opponent's most powerful treasure. But under Fengleichi's Thunder Escape, there was nothing he could do about it.
From this point of view, it is not impossible to destroy the opponent.
Han Li made up his mind and stopped hesitating.
He shook the hand holding the ice flower, and after the blue light flickered, the ice flower quickly deformed and melted, turning into a ball of blue flame the size of an egg, floating in the palm of his hand, revealing a strange breath.
Han Li's other hand pointed at the giant sword in the air and the silver bell at the same time, and then thunder sounded behind him, and his body disappeared instantly with a slight movement of his wings. When he reappeared the next moment, he was within a hundred feet of the old man with Lan Yan in his hand.
However, the giant sword and the silver bell were already shining brightly, turning into two beams of brilliance, one silver and one green, flying towards the old man.
Among them, the giant sword suddenly disintegrated on the way, and turned into a green mist sword aura hundreds of feet long again. After falling down overwhelmingly, the old man was trapped in the group of swords.
The blue light flickered endlessly, and the sword energy pierced fiercely at the light curtain of the old man's body.
And the silver bell released silver sound waves one after another, rushing down the light curtain and shaking it endlessly.
This series of attacks surprised the old man, but he was not panicked. In addition to injecting a large amount of spiritual power into the orb on his head to make the light curtain around him thicker, he quickly made a pinch with one hand, the blue spiritual light flashed on his body, and then shot out of his body.
After a while of rotation, the aura turned into a crystal ice shield several feet in size on all sides, which was small and exquisite, and slowly rotated, protecting the old man in it.
With the protection of these ice shields, the old man felt relieved, and immediately rushed to the distant black mountain with his other hand, turning it into a black rainbow and shooting back.
Of course, he was also afraid of Han Li's teleportation, his eyes were shining brightly, and he kept looking left and right, for fear that Han Li would suddenly appear nearby and launch a sneak attack on him.
Really worthy of being a Nascent Soul Physician, he has really rich experience in fighting the enemy.
When the roar sounded again, Han Li appeared in the electric light, more than ten feet away from the old man's side, and with a wave of his hand, dense and large pieces of black hair spurted out from his hand, which was the extremely sharp "Qingming Needle" "Fu Bao.
With such a short distance, the old man surnamed Mu had no time to react, and the countless black hairs pierced through the blue light curtain and hit the four ice shields directly.
The sound of "cracking, crackling" rain hitting the fallen leaves was heard. As soon as the black hair hit the ice shield, white light rose up, and instantly condensed into white and crystal-clear ice needles, which fell down one after another.
Seeing this situation, the old man surnamed Mu was first surprised and then happy. Then he laughed and opened his mouth. A beam of blue light shot out from his mouth and shot straight at Han Li who was close at hand.
As a result, Han Li's silver light flashed, and he disappeared again.
But within this delay, the huge black peak flew back to the top of the old man's head, and it was so black that it was amazing.
And the old man finally hit it with a dharma decision without hesitation.
Immediately, the mountain trembled slightly, and suddenly a large black brilliance came out from the bottom, centering on the old man, hundreds of blue sword lights and silver giant bells were simultaneously covered in it.
The treasures that were originally attacking Zheng Huan suddenly turned dull and dull, and their power was greatly reduced.
The light curtain on the old man's body, which was shaking violently, stabilized again.
Seeing this scene, the old man felt relieved.
Then he singled outTurning it over, the white light flashed, and the previously stowed Yufeng Chariot reappeared in the palm of the hand. With a slight toss, the cart became longer in the wind, and returned to its original size in a short while. fell aside.
For some reason, ever since the ice flower in the opponent's hand turned into a small ball of blue strange flame, the old man surnamed Mu had a faint omen. When the wind and thunder wings appeared on Han Li's back, he finally felt that there was nothing he could do, so he decided to leave without further entanglement.
Now seeing that the Yufengche was activated successfully, the old man immediately turned into a long rainbow. After a few flashes, he rushed out of the blocking of the flying swords and fled directly to the Yufengche.
Its speed is so fast that it almost arrives in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the brilliance faded, the old man appeared safely in the windmill.
His heart relaxed, and when he was about to put away the orb and the black mountain that were still in place, suddenly there was a thunderclap from the side of the windmill.
Emerging under the arc bounce, Han Li's figure suddenly appeared there.
"ah¡¡"
The old man was taken aback, and when he raised his hand to make a move, Han Li suddenly stretched out his arm, and the five fingers of a palm wrapped in dry blue ice flames closed together with a "swish", and thrust towards the old man like lightning.
The old man was startled, but there was an ice shield floating around him, and the psychic automatic protector blocked the old man after a flash of white light, and his palm cut on the ice shield.
Seeing this, the old man surnamed Mu showed a hint of joy on his face.
The opponent actually attacked his "Crystal Ice Shield" with bare hands, isn't this just courting death!
Presumably the next moment, the opponent's arm was frozen and destroyed by the extremely cold air.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the white light and blue light turned on at the same time.
The old man was stunned, only felt his eyes blur, his chest felt cold, and the palm wrapped in blue flames pressed against his chest like a ghost. The movement is extremely gentle.
The old man was horrified, and before he could utter a sound, he heard a "here!" The strange blue ice spread rapidly from where Han Li's five fingers were pressed, and with every breath, most of his body was covered with a strange Ice, the whole person is about to be frozen in an instant.
The old man's face was full of fear, and in desperation, he hastily mobilized a piece of Danyang fire that he had cultivated for hundreds of years, causing the only intact head to immediately emit a glaring white glow, resisting the spread of the ice seal on his neck, and he was in harmony with him for a while. Blue Ice froze there.
Seeing this, Han Li sneered, and waved his other free hand.
A streak of cyan sword energy appeared out of thin air, and slashed fiercely on the old man's head.
Immediately, the white light trembled, giving Lan Bing the upper hand, occupying half of the head in one fell swoop, sealing the old man's mouth and nostrils in ice.
When the old man surnamed Mu saw this, only half of his face showed despair, but then a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and there was a loud cry from Tianling Gai.
With a "poof", a Nascent Soul who looked exactly like the old man appeared above the head.
Han Li's face darkened, and without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth, and a golden arc fiercely pierced towards Yuanying.
But once the old man's Yuanying came out of his body, there was no delay at all. The spurs and blue lights disappeared in an instant, and the golden arc shot into the empty space.
And when Han Li looked around intently, the Nascent Soul finally appeared a hundred feet away, and then without any hesitation, the blue light reappeared and disappeared again.
This time, the blue orb that had stayed in place also disappeared after a trembling.
When it reappeared, the orb was wrapped in the arms of the old man Yuanying.
Yuan Ying glanced at Han Li with extremely resentful eyes, and his figure flickered without saying a word, and soon turned into a spot of light, reaching the edge of the sky.
Then it no longer used teleportation, and flew directly to the imperial treasure orb, and soon disappeared without a trace.
And Han Li watched coldly as Yuan Ying fled away, holding the old man's body in one hand, without moving a step.
Although his wind-thunder-wing supernatural power is also a teleportation-like lightning escape technique, one escapes and the other chases, but there is nothing he can do about it. Therefore, once the other party's Nascent Soul does not have a one-hit kill, there is no need for him to make a second attack.
Now, seeing the old man's Nascent Soul fleeing without a trace, Han Licai shook one hand expressionlessly, and the frozen body of the old man in his hand immediately shattered inch by inch, turning into blue crystal light all over the sky, and one after another Falling dust! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com