These yellow-turban wrestlers are extremely flexible, holding various weapons, such as knives, guns, swords, axes, etc., as soon as they landed, some of them jumped up with their legs kicking the ground, like big yellow birds gliding in mid-air , and some ran wildly, causing a deafening hum from the ground.
In an instant, a dense army of warriors rushed towards Han Li from all directions, covering the sky and the sun, with a terrifying momentum.
Han Li stood there without moving, and glanced around calmly.
The next moment, a yellow turban wrestler rushed to him first, stabbing down with a long spear in his hand, transforming into shadows of spears, and shrieking piercingly, covering most of his body.
Han Li's brows twitched, seeing the shadows of the spears as if they were nothing but advancing instead of retreating, he suddenly thrust out with one hand, and grabbed the spears like lightning.
A surge of force surged along his arm, causing his body to sway slightly. Although he stabilized in an instant, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The strength of this yellow scarf warrior is really amazing!
While thinking about it, he pulled back the arm holding the spear, and immediately pulled the wrestler staggeringly, and punched out with the other hand.
boom!
The gunman let go of the long spear in his hand, and the whole person was shot backwards, smashing into the crowd behind, knocking dozens of yellow scarf warriors into the air before stopping.
As a result, the gunman turned over and immediately stood up, with a clearly visible fist shadow on his chest, which was dented.
Although his movements were a bit slower than before, he continued to rush towards Han Li together with the rest of the warriors.
Han Li threw the long spear in his hand backwards, knocking several warriors into the air. Looking back at this scene, his pupils shrank slightly. He had used 50% of his strength in that punch just now, and a mountain peak was also shattered. , Unexpectedly failed to kill a yellow scarf warrior.
At this time, the surrounding yellow turban warriors had flocked to him.
Han Li snorted coldly, made a wrong step, and moved his body with a series of afterimages. At the same time, he clenched his fists and shook them, which suddenly became blurred.
Dense shadows of fists emerged and bombarded in all directions.
Suddenly there was a loud "bang bang"!
The yellow turban wrestlers were blown away one by one, and deep fist marks appeared on their chests. They collided with the wrestlers behind them, knocking them down immediately, and slowing down the aggressive attack.
After the wrestlers who were knocked into the air fell to the ground, they turned over and stood up again.
Han Li's eyes turned cold, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of a yellow scarf warrior who had just been knocked into the air like a ghost, and without hesitation he punched the fist mark on his chest.
Click!
The yellow turban wrestler's body trembled, cracks appeared on the surface of his body, and yellow light shot out from them, and then his body shattered loudly, turning into a yellow mist and floating in the sky.
Han Li's expression eased. Although these yellow scarf puppets were hard, they were not invincible.
The surrounding yellow turban wrestlers swarmed in again like a tide.
Han Li took a deep breath, and a blue light flashed on his chest and abdomen, and six light spots appeared. His body suddenly swelled up a circle, and then he swayed left and right, turning into several blurred figures.
bang bang bang!
Seven or eight yellow scarf wrestlers who flew over flew upside down, and then exploded directly.
Han Li's hands danced like a hurricane, and shadows of fists emerged densely wherever they passed.
A series of loud noises accompanies the roar of the air!
Within a dozen feet around him, all the fighters were sent flying, their bodies shattered and turned into a cloud of yellow mist.
No matter how strong these warriors are, with the power of Little Big Dipper's Yuan Gong, they are no problem at all.
…
Immortal World, a vast and boundless dark sea.
The dark wind howled above the sea, and the black mist filled the air, constantly rolling up monstrous turbid waves tens of feet high.
In the place where the black mist is the thickest in the sea area, there is a huge black city floating above it in a smooth and stable manner.
The city is more than a hundred feet high and has a radius of a hundred miles. On the north gate of the city, there are three ancient characters "Black Water City" engraved on it.
The outer wall of the city is built with huge black ashlar stones, occasionally under the sunlight, it will reflect a crystal-like luster, but inside the city wall, it is like an ordinary world, with rivers, fields, vegetation and trees. The streets are vertical and horizontal, and the shops are everywhere.
It can also be seen that many pedestrians come and go in an endless stream.
The city is not flat, the closer to the center of the giant city, the higher the terrain, the tighter the distribution of buildings, and the grander the palace attics.
At the highest point of the entire giant city, there is also a small inner city, separated by a black river from other surrounding buildings with a clear dividing line.
In the inner city, there are not only exquisite pavilions and pavilions, but also quiet and beautiful pools, halls and water corridors, among which there are occasional rockeries and gardens. The center is a vast platform, on which stands a towering The three-storey attic with double eaves is made of wood, with criss-crossed vermilion brackets, glazed yellow tiles on the roof, and dragon and phoenix sculptures on it, which is very exquisite and gorgeous.
On the highest floor of the pavilion, the windows on all sides are wide open. Looking around, the field of vision is extremely wide. Not only can you have a panoramic view of the inner city, but you can also have a panoramic view of the large black sea area outside the giant city.
In the pavilion, the furnishings are very simple, there is only a square table in the center, and a round silk futon is placed on each side of the table.
On the table, a dark red copper incense burner with inscriptions on beasts was slowly emitting green smoke, and the fragrance filled the entire room.
On the futon on the right side, a thin old man with a purple crown of lotus flowers on his head and a gray beard sat cross-legged, holding an exquisite teacup and savoring it carefully.
In the teacup, the tea is green in color, better than emeralds, and its aroma is light, not as good as the sandalwood in the furnace, but after the entrance, the taste is extremely delicate, rich in aura, and it is endless aftertaste.
The emaciated old man slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and sincerely admired: "Fellow Daoist Gu Yan, this black water spirit tea really lives up to its reputation."
"Fellow Taoist Jingming praised you absurdly. If you like it, you can bring some back as much as possible." Opposite him, a broad-faced man with a sallow complexion and a haggard face said indifferently.
"Before, due to the obstacles of the sect in the lower realm, brother Yan and I had little contact. In the future, we should cooperate more and seek common development." Taoist Jingming said with a warm smile on his face.
"If we can take this person down this time, we may have to work together to dig out the secrets that may be hidden in him." Guyan Sanren nodded and said.
"Speaking of which, what is the identity of this person? Did brother Yan find out one or two things?" Taoist Jingming asked with a serious face.
"After you contacted me last time, I have already inquired through some channels, but I didn't get any useful information. What did you find?" Gu Yan Sanren shook his head and asked back.
"It's almost the same as you, and I also can't figure out the details of this person. The information disclosed by Shifanglou is very limited. I only know that the client is not young, but I don't know more specifics." Taoist Jingming lightly sighed.
"The more this is the case, the more I am interested in the secrets that may be hidden in this person. It seems that I can only torture him afterwards." Taoist Gu Yan said with a hey.
"Haha, seeing that brother Yan is so confident, there must be a secret treasure bestowed on his disciples, right?" Jing Ming asked tentatively with a hearty smile.
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist didn't give you something to hold the box?" Gu Yan Sanren glanced at the emaciated old man and said.
The latter didn't care, smiled and said: "To be safe, of course there are."
"I planted some bing beans by coincidence earlier, and it was not until half a month ago that I successfully transformed them into Dao soldiers. This time they were just in use, so I gave them away." Seeing that the other party was unwilling to say more, Gu Yan Sanren didn't ask any more questions. , just casually said.
The thin old man's expression changed when he heard the words, he seemed very surprised.
"It's actually a Taoist soldier... Yan Daoyou is really blessed and amazing." "It's just a yellow scarf Taoist soldier among the lower third-rank Taoist soldiers, not worth mentioning."
Gu Yan Sanren waved his sleeves and put on a nonchalant look, but a hint of complacency flashed imperceptibly in the depths of his eyes.
"Even if it is a Taoist soldier of the third rank, it is far beyond the comparison of other magic treasures. With this treasure, Nasi Han, even if he has three heads and six arms, is still easy to catch." Taoist Jingming said like this, with the meaning of envy in his words Nothing less.
Gu Yan Sanren heard the words and laughed without saying a word.
At this time, Taoist Jingming suddenly thought of something again, raised his eyebrows and asked, "By the way, this Han Li is still the elder of the outer sect of the Lengyan Sect in name, and that guy Lengyan won't make any troubles, so come and get involved?"
"If he is not afraid that there will only be two top sects left in the world of spirit world, then he can give it a try." Gu Yan Sanren sneered and said with a cold face.
Taoist Jingming nodded, and a hidden smile appeared on his thin cheeks.
…
In the mysterious space, above the thick gray clouds somewhere, three figures stood in the void, they were Tong Renchu, Taoist Heshan, and Duan Renli.
At this moment, Duan Renli is holding a yellow gourd in his hand, and he is chanting words with righteous thoughts in his mouth.
The gourd is about half the size of a human being, and circles of small golden characters are lit up on the surface. There are some golden runes similar to these small characters floating around the mouth of the gourd, exuding a dusty air.
As he uttered bursts of mysterious and obscure spells, a golden glow surrounded the mouth of the gourd, and things like yellow beans flew out of the gourd, flying towards the bottom one after another.
As soon as these beans touched the gray cloud, small whirlpools appeared on the cloud layer, and after being pulled, they were swallowed and disappeared.
"Could it be... Casting beans into soldiers! I didn't expect that the noble sect could perform such a legendary fairy art!" Taoist He Shan looked at the yellow gourd in Duan Renli's hand with envy.
"Fellow Daoist Heshan is very knowledgeable. However, how can we master the secret arts of the fairy family with our meager cultivation? It is only by relying on this fairy treasure bestowed by our ancestors that we can barely summon some Taoist soldiers." Tong Ren Chalk said calmly.