Suddenly his face changed drastically, revealing an expression of disbelief.
"It's that guy! With the opponent's escaping speed and divine sense being strong, it's too late to run if he is locked by the divine sense. Tai Yihua Qingfu may not be able to take effect in the face of this person. But the opponent's breath is much weaker than before. It also seems to be seriously injured. Back then, Qing Yuanzi used the Great Geng Sword Formation with his refining emptiness to fight against the monks at the fusion stage. Even though my cultivation was not enough, if I deal with such a guy whose cultivation has dropped drastically, if I make arrangements in advance , it should be possible to trap the other party. Besides, I have other means of thunderbolt, so I am not incapable." Han Li's thoughts changed sharply, and he regretted that he and Ye Chu's two daughters separated so quickly, otherwise he would not have to face This crisis is over.
However, Han Li is not an ordinary person after all. After making a judgment in his heart, a blue light flashed all over his body without any hesitation, and he shot downwards in a flash.
After a few flashes, the person suddenly appeared on the top of a hill.
He flicked his sleeve robe without saying a word, and suddenly seventy-two small golden swords flew out, and then under the urging of his tactic, hundreds of golden sword lights were transformed into hundreds of golden sword lights, which disappeared one after another.
Here he set up the Great Geng Sword Formation again.
Afterwards, Han Li touched the back of his head, and a large piece of gray light shot up into the sky, and when the light dispersed, it turned into a layer of gray light to protect him inside. At the same time, his other sleeve shook, and five bone skulls emerged in front of him. At the same time, five kinds of extremely cold flames flashed out, and then merged into one body outside the gray light, turning into one A stream of five-colored flames swirled and fluctuated.
Han Li, who was in it, made a tactic with both hands, and the flames condensed and changed, turning into a thick five-color halo, spinning around it continuously.
Almost at the same time, thunder sounded behind Han Li, and a pair of bluish-white wings emerged.
After doing all this, Han Li put his hands behind his back, stared at the distant sky with a solemn expression and did not move.
In just a moment, there was a flash of inspiration in the distant sky, and a ball of silver light shot straight towards this side, and after a few flashes, it appeared in the sky above the mountain where Han Li was.
As soon as the light subsided, a green figure appeared, with a light silver belt around his waist.
It was the high-level wood spirit of the lower silver rank that appeared in the Black Leaf Forest.
Han Li's pupils shrank, and he sized him up a dozen times in an instant.
From the outside, this silver-rank wood spirit seems to be the same as the Black Leaf Forest, but the spiritual pressure on his body is indeed less than half of the original, and he really looks injured.
Han Li let out a long breath and felt relieved secretly.
If he had felt wrong at first, and the other party was still intact, he would have turned his head and fled, and he would not have stayed here for a moment at all.
But thinking about it, it's not surprising that this silver-rank wood spirit was seriously injured.
Ye Ying stimulated the blood of the true spirit, and the transformed Tianfeng Soul was terrifying. He had witnessed it with his own eyes, and his supernatural powers were far superior to this high-level wood spirit.
Previously tracking down the second female servant, it is certain that the two had fought a battle before they ended up in the current situation.
But this person was seriously injured, and he persevered in following him all the way to this place, which really exceeded his expectations.
The other party abandoned Ye Ying's two daughters and chose him, probably because he had suffered once and did not dare to follow the two of them. But in order not to return empty-handed, I used myself to make up the number.
In the blink of an eye, Han Li thought about why the other party was following him, and felt very depressed.
A pair of emerald green eyes of the silver-ranked wood spirit also swept across Han Li's body, and without saying a word, suddenly punched him far away.
As soon as the shrill sound of tearing space erupted, Han Li felt a huge force silently acting on the defense outside his body at almost the same time.
The five-color halo suddenly trembled, and then the gray mask also deformed and twisted. Han Li's figure was shaken, and he couldn't help but retreated a few steps. The blue light appeared on his face several times before he managed to stand still.
Han Li's expression changed.
The opponent's blow just now had at least tens of thousands of catties of force, that is to say, his body is so tyrannical. If it were another ordinary monk, even if he had a cultivation base of the Void Refinement Stage, he would be seriously injured if he didn't defend against it.
Silver rank wood spirits are indeed more terrifying than the legends say.
"Huh"
The green shadow in the distance let out a surprise, as if he was a little surprised that Han Li took his blow so easily. As if realizing that Han Li was not as vulnerable as he had imagined, he snorted coldly and took a big stride with a blank expression on his face.
The whole body was full of silver light, and the wood spirit flashed like a phantom, and it was only ten feet away from Han Li. At the same time, a green wooden armor appeared strangely. The sharp barbs suddenly emerged, making the seemingly ordinary wood spirit suddenly look hideous.
Han Li shrank his pupils, moved his wings behind his back, and disappeared into a bluish-white arc on the spot.
The next moment, the person appeared at a place more than thirty feet away. He had already made a formula with both hands, and he was muttering something.
The wood spirit didn't hesitate at all, and as soon as it took another step, the figure flashed towards Han Li again.
But immediately there was a soft sound of "呲啦", and the wood spirit's figure flashed a distance of more than ten feet. Suddenly, without any warning, seven or eight shiny gold threads appeared in front of him, cutting them in a blink of an eye.
The wood spirit was startled, without thinking about it, with a flash of green light on his five fingers, he grabbed it with his backhand.
In the end, there were only a few muffled sounds of "噗噗", the green light hit the gold thread, and the aura intertwined, and the two couldn't stand each other.
The wood spirit's expression flashed in astonishment, and with five fingers on the other hand, it also released five green lights, wanting to join the attack.
But at this moment, golden light flashed nearby, and golden threads emerged one after another, and then in a flash, they all appeared strangely within a short distance of the wood spirit, and if they were intertwined again, the wood spirit would be torn apart cut open.
These golden threads flickered so fast, the wood spirit didn't want to put himself in danger before he found out the details, he twisted his body, and an identical green shadow appeared seven or eight feet behind him.
The nearby golden thread flashed down, cutting the wood spirit where it was originally into countless pieces, and immediately disintegrated and disappeared, but it was just an afterimage.
Only now did the silver-rank wood spirit realize that not only the golden threads in front of him, but also many unique things appeared from far away in all directions.
These golden threads were glowing with a cold light, slowly surrounding him where he stood.
"Sword formation!" A surprised voice came from the wood spirit's mouth.
But as soon as it closed its hands, a glaring silver light appeared in the palm of the hand. After one point, with the sound of crackling, countless silver lights shot in all directions, just hitting the densely packed sword wires around.
The sound of "rumbling" was loud, and under the intertwined gold and silver lights, clusters of different lights of gold and silver burst out.
I don't know what kind of supernatural powers these silver glows are from the wood spirits, but they actually shattered the impact of those golden threads, as if their power surpassed the power of the sword array.
As soon as the wood spirit's figure swayed, it turned into a green shadow and shot out, wanting to take this opportunity to escape from the sword array.
As expected of the existence of the silver rank, the wood spirit only moved here, and the next moment it appeared fifty or sixty feet away. It seemed that as long as it moved again, it would really rush out of the range of the sword array.
But at this moment, there was a thunderbolt in front of his eyes, and Han Li, who was covered in a blue and white arc, flashed out of the void without any sound, and moved his arm unceremoniously. Appearing erratically, the momentum is astonishing.
The wood spirit didn't have time to think about it, its figure didn't stop at all, but with the movement of its two arms, ten green lights intertwined and flashed, turning into countless claw lights and rushing down under the shadow of the fist.
There were two loud bangs, and the shadow of the fist and the claws collided together. Amidst the deafening roar, the two figures staggered and flew backward almost at the same time.
When the wood spirit stabilized his body in great shock and wanted to rush out of the sword formation, the golden filaments that had collapsed and disappeared had resurfaced and rolled towards it again.
In desperation, he could only retreat back to his original position in a flash, but his eyes were full of sternness.
This silver-ranked wood spirit already faintly felt that this time, he shouldn't have chased and killed the famous human cultivator in front of him.
Sure enough, as expected, in the following time, the wood spirit changed several kinds of supernatural powers one after another, but every time Fang broke through the sword array, Han Li forcefully repelled it back with a treasure and a pair of fists.
And with just this moment of blocking, those dissipated sword threads will return to their original state one after another, urging the power of the sword array again.
With Han Li's current physical strength and great strength, even if the Wood Spirit Clan is physically tyrannical, they can't get rid of Han Li face to face, and rush out of the sword formation.
Of course, this is also because the wood spirit is seriously injured, and its power is only half of its heyday. Otherwise, Han Li really couldn't stop this wood spirit from damaging its vitality to perform several unique secret techniques.
But right now, the power of Han Li Dageng's sword array really trapped this high-ranking wood spirit in it.
At this time, in the sword formation, the countless sword threads around were almost closing together.
The wood spirit's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that it was also aware of something wrong with itself, and suddenly stood still in the middle of the sword array, but the silver light on the wooden armor on its body was erratic, and all the spikes suddenly came out at this moment. There was a low buzzing sound, and it began to tremble slightly.
Han Li was startled, his whole body burst into blue light, and without thinking about it, he urged the sword formation even more anxiously.
But at this moment, the wood spirit in the middle of the sword formation suddenly raised its voice, and let out a long howl. The battle armor on its body shook, and the silver thorns on it turned into countless crossbow bolts and shot out in all directions.
The silver light is shining, densely packed, as if endless.
For a moment, the entire sword array was filled with the sound of piercing and lasing, and then the roar continued, and the golden and silver bursting light clusters almost drowned everything.
Seeing this scene, Han Li gasped.
And this is not over yet, the wood spirit that kept releasing silver thorns suddenly swelled in size, and the surface of its body became emerald green, and a phantom of an ancient tree about ten feet high appeared behind the wood spirit, densely packed The branches and leaves kept sprouting and stretching, expanding wildly around.