Han Li's face changed slightly when he heard the voice of the little prince, turning pale.
But when he turned around slowly, his expression returned to normal. There was no sign of panic. Instead, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the group of Heisha sect members and the bald Zhu Zhu with a cold look. Basic monk.
Han Li's calm expression also infected the four friends of Mengshan. They felt a little more stable in their hearts. After looking at each other, they flew behind Han Li in unison, and confronted the people of Heisha Sect. trend.
"It's you! Aren't you from the Qin family? Are you a monk in the Foundation Establishment period?"
When the little prince saw Han Li's face clearly, his eyes were full of astonishment. And the skinny man standing beside him, although he didn't speak, also released a look of great surprise.
Only the bald man stared at Han Li, with a serious expression on his face, and suddenly said: "Be careful, this man is a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and his realm is higher than mine. I'm afraid we will have to set up the Black Wind Array to assist him in order to capture him."
Hearing what the bald man said, the little prince didn't show any worry, but asked in surprise, "Master Blood Warrior! After all, if this person is dedicated to the leader's blood sacrifice to practice, the effect should be even better."
Hearing this, the big man smiled and replied: "Of course. The few foundation-building cultivators caught before were all at the early stage of foundation-building. This person's blood essence must be better than the previous few! "
Having received confirmation from the bald man's mouth, the little prince glanced back at Han Li greedily, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Okay, very good! No matter what purpose and background you have, you don't even think about leaving this place today. Make a black wind and do it!" After laughing, the little prince sternly shouted with a cold face.
Immediately, those men in black pulled out a jet-black banner from their bodies, and quickly flew to Han Li's surroundings, encircling them. And immediately started waving the flag in his hand.
"You just need to protect yourself, and I will take care of the rest." After Han Li said these words to the four friends of Mengshan, he became blurred for a while, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"Be careful!" The bald man shouted loudly after seeing Han Li's disappearance, but it was already too late.
Han Li's figure flashed and disappeared behind a man in black. The immortal cultivator who was waving the flag immediately stopped moving and stood there blankly. Then the head rolled down without any sign, and the headless body was covered with blood several feet high, and fell to the ground in one fell swoop.
At this time, the last word that the bald man yelled had just come out.
This scene made the other monks holding the flag tremble, and they hadn't thought of what to do! Han Li's figure once again appeared out of nowhere behind another person, just as fleetingly, and this person's head fell to the ground in the same way.
At this moment, the other monks in black didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and stopped waving the black flags in their hands. And resorted to colorful protective shields and various protective magic weapons.
But in the blink of an eye, two more black-clothed men who hadn't activated their protective measures in time were caught by Han Li's hands and died on the spot.
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Seeing this, the bald-headed man released a black-red glow from his eyes. He let out a low growl, and his whole body emitted a blood-colored brilliance. He rushed towards Han Li out of thin air at an extremely fast speed.
Han Li glanced coldly. The big man wrapped in blood-colored light was rushing towards him, and after another glance, he released his protective mask. The man in black stared at him with horrified eyes, and immediately turned decisively. After a flash, he returned to the four friends of Mengshan who were tens of feet away.
And the big man who had jumped into the air roared like a wild beast, turned around without hesitation, and continued to rush towards the foothold of Han Li and others, but he still didn't sacrifice the slightest magic weapon.
Seeing this scene, the second child among Mengshan's four friends was moved in his heart, he saw the advantage, and immediately raised his hand, a three-edged thorn with a green glow shot straight at the big man's face silently.
When the bald man saw the magic weapon flying towards him, he smiled grimly. Not only did he not stop, but he went straight to meet it.
The thin and tall second child was overjoyed when he saw this, and said excitedly: "This guy is going to be unlucky, my magic weapon is the best among high-level magic weapons, it will definitely make him... Ah, how is this possible? My green thorn! "
As soon as he said a few words, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, and cried out involuntarily.
It turned out that the three-edged thorn magic weapon, after touching the blood light on the bald man's body, the blood-colored light seemed to be alive, and suddenly rolled the magic weapon forcefully into it, letting it fly around , can't fly half a step away.
"Haha, you dare to show off the awn of rice grains!" The big man laughed wildly, stretched out a big blood-red hand, and grabbed the three-edged thorn abruptly, then rubbed his hands together, and the magic weapon immediately turned green. All the spiritual energy scattered in the light was lost, and it seemed to be completely scrapped.
This time, not only Mengshan's four friends showed great fear, but also Han Li's heart "thumped". This bald man must have practiced no ordinary kung fu, and nine out of ten it is the same type of top-level magic kung fu as the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
The bald man would not let Han Li and the others think about it. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of several people, raised a huge blood-red fist, and ruthlessly smashed down the mask released by the four friends of Mengshan.
There was a loud "bang", and the mask jointly released by the four monks in the Qi refining period was deeply sunken under this punch, and immediately dimmed a lot.
Mengshan's four friends suddenly changed their faces. Such a powerful fist might be an ordinary defensive magic weapon, and it would be smashed into scrap iron if it was hit hard.
"Senior, look..." The black-faced old man hurriedly turned his head, wanting to see how Han Li could stop him.
After all, according to the opponent's attack, their joint shield can't last a few times.
Han Li didn't say a word, but when he raised his hand, a small shield exuding dazzling white light came out of his hand. In the blink of an eye, it swelled several times, and it was firmly blocked in front of the shield, just in time to meet the other side of the bald man. A blood-red giant fist.
"Bang Dang" an extremely ear-piercing loud impact resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the nearby monks who were not on guard, becoming unstable for a while and almost sitting on the ground.
The four friends of Mengshan were also dizzy for a long time, and the only ones in the field whose expressions did not change were Han Li and the bald man.
Han Li stared at the white phosphorous shield expressionlessly, and saw that although the shield received the opponent's punch, a small dent was slightly sunken on the originally smooth surface, and he couldn't help but secretly startled.
Han Li knew exactly how strong this white phosphorous shield was, and he couldn't help but feel a little more afraid of the big man.
Thinking of this, Han Li no longer hesitated to slap it into the storage bag.
Immediately, two streaks of black light and six streaks of golden light shot out at the same time, unceremoniously shooting towards the big man. The turbulent whistling momentum of so many top-level magic weapons echoed each other, which shocked the bald man , could not help showing a trace of fear.
He roared wildly, the bloody brilliance on his body suddenly flourished, and his figure was completely enveloped in the blood light, turning into a huge blood light ball two or three feet high, floating in the air motionless.
Seeing this golden opportunity, Han Li's "Golden Fu and Mother Blade" and "Oolong Duo" stabbed fiercely without mercy. As a result, something strange happened to Han Li.
No matter how his magic weapon pierced the light group, there was no movement at all inside, and once the magic weapon pierced into a distance of about half a foot, it would no longer be able to penetrate an inch, and there was something like a protective shield to block it abruptly. Down all attacks.
Feeling a little anxious, Han Li suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly looked around, but everything he saw made Han Li murderous.
Under the command of the little prince and the masked man who was suspected to be Mr. Wang, those men in black organized again, continued to surround them faintly, and desperately waved the black flag in their hands. These black flags have already sounded a ghostly howl of "woo hoo", and a strange thick black fog gushed out, circling around the black flags non-stop.
Such a scene reminded Han Li of the indestructible "Qingyang Demon Fire" he encountered in the Lingshi mine. The summoning ceremony was so similar, how could Han Li allow them to complete it successfully.
Thinking about this, Han Li immediately pointed the white phosphorous shield back, and then stuffed it into the black-faced old man's hand without any explanation, and said coldly: "Let me borrow it from you for a while! I will deal with the other problems first." people."
Then Han Li's figure flickered, and the person appeared outside the shield, and the few magic weapons that were stabbing around the blood-colored light balls flew back to Han Li automatically with a whistling sound, hovering around him, buzzing It buzzed.