Just as the old man surnamed Mu was startled and secretly retreated, 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 the old man, and most of it is some kind of astonishing ancient treasure left by the ancient monks. With the power of this treasure, Han Li believed that even the monks in the late Yuanying period would not be safe if they forcibly received a blow from this mountain. As long as it can be hit, this is almost a means of determining the world with one blow. 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 was confident that he already had 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 the 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 black mountain peak that can teleport should be the opponent's most powerful treasure, but under Fengleichi's Thunder Escape, it can't take him at all. From this point of view, it is not impossible to destroy the opponent.
Han Li made up his mind and didn't hesitate any longer.
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 erratically in the palm of his hand, revealing a strange aura.
With the other hand, Han Li 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.
But the giant sword and the silver bell were already shining brightly, turning into two beams of light, one silver and one green, flying towards the old man. Among them, the giant sword suddenly disintegrated on the way, and turned into green sword energy hundreds of feet long again, and 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 towards the old man's protective light curtain. 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 tactic 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 black mountain peak in the distance with his other hand, making it turn into a black rainbow and shoot back, looking left and right. Stop, lest Han Li suddenly appear nearby and attack him.
He really deserves to be a Nascent Soul Physician with rich experience in dealing with 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.
And with such a short distance, the old man surnamed Mu had no time to react, the countless black hairs pierced through the blue light curtain and hit the four ice shields directly.
The sound of "cracking, crackling" rain hitting 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 delighted. 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 in this delayed time, the huge black peak flew back to the top of the old man's head, covered in blackness, it was amazing.
And the old man hit a spell on it without any hesitation, and suddenly the mountain trembled slightly, and suddenly a large black brilliance came out from the bottom, and with the old man as the center, hundreds of blue sword lights and silver giant bells were covered at the same time. within 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 flipped over with one hand, white light flashed, and the windmill that had been put away reappeared in the palm of his hand. With a light throw, the car became longer in the wind, and it returned to its original size in a short while, and fell aside.
For some reason, ever since the ice flower in the opponent's hand turned into a small ball of strange blue 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 Yufengche was activated successfully, the old man immediately turned into a long rainbow. After a few flashes, he rushed out of the obstruction of the flying swords and fled directly to Yufengche. Its speed was so fast that it almost arrived in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the brilliance faded, the old man safely appeared 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. When he raised his hand to make a move, Han Li suddenly thrust out his arm, and the five fingers of a hand wrapped in dry blue ice flames closed together in 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 it automatically protected the master like a psychic. After a flash of white light, he stood in front of the old man, and his palm cut on the ice shield.
Seeing this, the old man surnamed Mu showed a hint of joy on his face. The other party 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 "bang", and the white light and blue light lit up at the same time.
The old man was stunned for a moment, but felt a blur in front of his eyes and a chill on his chest, and the palm wrapped in blue flames pressed against his chest like a ghost, his movements were 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, encroaching on half of the head, and freezing the old man's mouth and nostrils inside.
When the old man surnamed Mu saw this, there was only half of his face showing despair, but then a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and there was a loud cry from the Tianling Gai. With a sound of "puchi", a Nascent Soul that looked exactly like the old man appeared on top of the head.
Han Li's face darkened, and he opened his mouth without even thinking about it, and a golden arc fiercely pierced Nascent Soul.
But once the old man's Yuanying came out of his body, he didn't delay at all. He immediately glared at the blue light, and 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 a little hesitant blue light reappeared and disappeared again.
This time, the blue orb that was originally staying in place also disappeared after a burst of trembling, and when it reappeared, the orb had already been embraced by the old man Yuanying.
Nascent Soul glanced at Han Li with extremely resentful eyes, and his figure flickered without saying a word, and soon turned into a light spot, 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 coldly watched Yuan Ying fleeing 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, but 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 into pieces, turning into blue crystal light that filled the sky, falling down one after another. dust!