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Chapter 1263 Across the Human World King Kong

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    ? Seeing countless golden rays coming, the monks holding the seal with both hands turned a blind eye to it, as if they were confident in the light curtain transformed by the Buddhist beads in front of them.

    Seeing this, Han Li snorted coldly in his heart.

    The golden light of the flying swords was released, and the power increased by three points at once.

    The sound of "噗噗" was loud, and the golden light pierced the light curtain in a flash, but it made a dull sound as if hitting a dead tree.  Let the green screen shake wildly for a while, but it didn't pass through.

    Han Li's expression changed, but he secretly pinched his sword.

    Immediately, hundreds of sword lights near the silver-robed monk trembled at the same time, and randomly gathered in the sky.

    Immediately, it was radiant, and a round of golden sun rose out of thin air.

    But when the light faded, a golden sword several feet long suddenly appeared there.

    At this time, Han Li rushed to the opposite side without hesitation and tapped lightly.

    The sound of "呲啦" sounded loudly, the golden light on the surface of the golden sword dimmed, but a layer of milky white cold light emerged, and thick crystal ice emerged immediately, turning into a huge Qingtian ice more than tens of feet in size  sword.

    The whole body of this sword is crystal clear, and its size is so huge that anyone can't help but gasp when they see it.

    Seeing this, the silver-robed monk who was making the formula below finally changed greatly.

    And at this moment, Han Li on the opposite side swung one hand horizontally, waved towards the void below, and spat out the word "cut" coldly.

    With a flick of the ice sword, it fell hard, and before it actually hit the green light curtain, layers of fluctuations visible to the naked eye appeared in the nearby space, and at the same time, there was a loud buzzing sound, as if it was really an iceberg pressing down menacingly  up.

    This time, although the silver-robed monk insisted that the green screen on his body was extremely tough, he never dared to take the blow head-on.

    With a sound of the Buddha's name in his mouth, the white light lotus under his feet turned around, and the whole person and this lotus disappeared in the seven-color Buddha light.

    With a humming sound, the giant sword slashed into the empty space.

    The next moment, a white light flashed a few feet away from the giant sword, and a lotus flower emerged, and then the monk also appeared on the white lotus strangely.  Suddenly, a tall phantom of five or six feet appeared above his head.

    This phantom is full of golden light, with a ferocious face, curly hair, and half-naked body. It is actually the same as the rumored image of the Buddhist Vajra.

    And at the moment when the vajra phantom appeared, the silver-robed monk let out a loud shout, aiming at the huge ice sword in front of him, and punched out two times.

    With a loud bang, Vajra Phantom made a movement similar to that of a monk, and smashed out one after another with wide-eyed anger, and hit the sword firmly from the side.

    Two clusters of fighting big golden lights burst open on one side of the ice sword. Such a huge sword was blown obliquely and flew away amidst the loud noise. After rolling several times in mid-air, it barely stabilized again.

    And after Han Li hastily looked at the ice sword carefully, he couldn't help being surprised.

    Because where the side of the giant sword was hit by the golden light phantom, the ice layer was shattered inch by inch, exposing the golden sword body inside.

    What kind of exercise is this, it seems that it is definitely not the same as King Ming, but it seems to be somewhat related!

    He was a little surprised.

    However, after the last sacrificial refining of his flying sword, the amount of black jade mixed into it has reached a jaw-dropping level, and every bite has reached the limit it can hold.  Therefore, the coldness contained in the Green Bamboo, Fengyun Sword is so strong, it is naturally impossible to only have the power of this blow.

    With a movement of Han Li's divine sense, the ice sword that seemed to be half broken, only flickered a few times with a milky white cold light, and the cracked place was restored to its original state.  Robe monk.

    The power of the giant ice sword did not decrease at all, as if the heavy damage to it before had never happened at all.

    This time, the silver-robed monk had a big headache.

    His face sank, the monk didn't use the evasion technique to avoid it, but his body grew, his arms suddenly became thicker, and both hands moved towards the huge ice sword and closed in the middle like lightning.

    With a "bang", King Kong Xuying made the same move, and unexpectedly pinched the ice sword in mid-air with both arms, preventing it from falling any further.

    You must know that although the size of this Buddhist phantom is not small, it is really nothing compared to Bingjian!

    Under such a gear, it looked like a praying mantis was blocking his arm, but he was really blocked by King Kong's phantom.

    Han Li's pupils shrank, and he was really a little shocked.

    Be aware that don't talk about the ice sword itself.The high and high waves of fire rushed straight to the opposite side with a menacing momentum, and the momentum was astonishing!

    The silver-robed monk on the opposite side saw that Han Li's attack was so fierce this time, and his face couldn't help being extremely solemn. Immediately, he flipped the same hand over, and a small silver bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

    But before the monk offered this object, suddenly in the sky, a red light flashed in front of the Vajra phantom, and ten slender filaments of fire shot out at once, and after a flash, they pierced the phantom at the same time.  As a result, after a few "dang" and "dang" sounds, when the two collided, they made a sound like metal colliding. These fiery threads couldn't penetrate the golden phantom at all.

    The monk didn't care about this, but his eyes all fell on the three-color firebird flying towards him, with a dignified expression in his eyes.

    Although he saw the Three Flame Fan for the first time, the amazing spiritual power emanating from the three-color fire bird made him feel like he was facing a big enemy, and he didn't dare to underestimate it in his heart.

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