Chapter 164 A life and death battle

Author: Moyu March

Chapter 164 A life and death battle

The distance between the town and White Crane Fairy City is not close, it is a full twenty miles. Han Yi wields his sword and flies at full strength, which takes about as much effort as a stick of incense.

For ordinary people, the time it takes to burn a stick of incense is so short that it can be ignored.

But from the monk's point of view, too many things can happen with a stick of incense.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the situation may be reversed in just an instant, let alone the time of a stick of incense.

Therefore, when he soared into the sky again, Han Yi did not hesitate to consume mana, and directly squeezed the mana of the spiritual sea and the soul of the sea of ​​consciousness at the fastest speed, and rushed forward crazily.

I saw a stream of light, like a cannonball, rising into the sky, drawing a parabola, and rushing towards Baihe City.

At the fatal moment, he no longer hid his figure. He just wanted to reach the Immortal City in the shortest possible time. Once he entered White Crane City, the Blood God Sect monks would never dare to attack the city. Even if they attacked the city, they would not be able to do it.

Time was running out against the clock. When they crossed ten miles and were only ten miles away from the fairy city, a terrifying sonic boom sounded from behind. Han Yi turned around and looked around. His eyes widened suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he was horrified.

A ray of golden light swept over quickly, its speed was more than five times that of Han Yi.

When he turned around to look, his face changed drastically. The golden light was already less than a kilometer away from him.

Fast, fast, too fast.

That's too late.

This thought flashed through Han Yi's mind, and he sank and fled downwards. Below was a small river, with low mountains and forests on one side and vast stretches of abandoned farmland on the other.

If you can escape in mid-air, it will be an excellent target. Although it is wide and wide, there is a dead end. Going down, you can also use the terrain or rivers to hide your body and take the opportunity to escape.

Difficult to choose one, Han Yi escaped and fell below.

but.

Han Yi's speed was much lower than his opponent's.

When he happened to hit the ground, before he could escape into a river or a low mountain forest, a roar, like an earth-shattering roar, came suddenly.

"Kill my son and die!"

A flash of golden light was captured by Han Yi's peripheral vision. In the next moment, the golden light was already within ten meters.

This golden light was so familiar that Han Yi thought it was his magical weapon.

Golden light shuttle.

However, compared with the golden light shuttle that he exploded, this golden light shuttle is bigger, faster, and stronger.

It shone with golden light, and the aura it erupted far exceeded any magical weapon I had ever faced.

magic weapon.

This is a genuine magic weapon.

The hair on Han Yi's back stood up, and with a huge shock in his mind, he instinctively swung his sword.

The broken sword of black light flashed past.

Gold and black collide instantly.

The terrifying power overturned him and knocked him down ten meters. He plowed a scratch of more than 100 meters in the abandoned farmland. At the end of the scratch, Han Yi vomited blood and looked horrified.

The black sword flew high over his head and was inserted behind him. Hundreds of meters away, the broken sword was inserted into the farmland and submerged the top of the hilt.

Although the black light broken sword was not broken, it was still shaking wildly, and most of the spiritual consciousness attached to it was shattered.

Han Yi's vomiting of blood was usually due to the collision between the golden light shuttle and the black light sword. On the one hand, it was because most of his spiritual consciousness was destroyed, and his soul was implicated, suppressing more than just the internal injuries.

The sky was full of violent spiritual energy, which was wiped away by a piece of sleeve and disappeared without a trace.

The golden light shuttle reappeared and floated in front of a monk.

The monk slowly landed and met Han Yi's eyes.

This is a monk who is nearly 70 years old, wearing a blood-colored robe, with bright uncoagulated blood stains on the robe.

The aura on the monk's body was completely aroused and dispersed without any concealment. On the other side of the river, in the low mountain forest, fallen leaves were brushing. In the abandoned farmland, insects and mosquitoes were directly killed by this aura. Farther away, mortals were crawling.

On the ground, trembling and motionless.

Han Yi looked into his blood-red eyes and saw hatred deep in his bones.

"Tian Qingcheng, my son Yuan Bai was killed and the golden light shuttle was lost. I have been looking for it for more than ten years and tortured countless Xuandan Sect monks. Today, the enemy is finally revealed."

The murderous intent in Yuan Changtian's eyes was already real.

A foundation-building monk can live up to about two hundred and fifty years. He only gave birth to a son at the advanced age of two hundred years. It can be said that he has a son at an old age and treats his son as a treasure. Even the top-quality magic skills he obtained just after entering the foundation-building period

The weapon and the golden light shuttle were all given to his son.

Unexpectedly, in a simple mission, his son died in the hands of the Xuan Dan Sect. The soul tablet placed in the Blood God Sect was shattered that night. When he rushed to Tianqing City, he could only find a body burned by the explosion talisman.

Since then, he has been looking for the person who killed his son and wanted to kill him for revenge.

After more than ten years, this time was the last time he attacked and killed the Xuandan Sect monks. His original plan was to leave Dayong after this time. As for this blood feud, he could not find his enemy, so he had no choice but to give up.

But unexpectedly, this time, there was a clue.

In the village provided by Lu Zhi, he found fragments of the Golden Light Shuttle. This magical weapon was the one he used in the early stages of foundation building. He had used it for more than thirty years, so he was naturally very familiar with it. Even though it was broken, it was still

If you can catch a familiar aura of the magic weapon, you will never be able to admit it wrong.

If the lost golden light shuttle is found, then there is no doubt that the person who killed his son is this person.

Dozens of meters away, Han Yi struggled to get up, his face changed drastically and his pupils shrank slightly.

Naturally, he would never forget that night in Tian Qingcheng. He did not expect that the other party could recognize him through the golden light shuttle.

Yuan Changtian confirmed this again from Han Yi's slight change in expression, and a ferocious look flashed across his face.

"As expected."

"God has eyes."

"die!"

As soon as the word 'death' fell, the golden light bloomed again. When the golden light just reflected on his eyes, the golden light shuttle was already only ten meters away from him.

Fast, fast, too fast.

It was so close that Han Yi couldn't even activate the third-level talisman at the bottom of the box, the Xuandu Yang Fire Talisman.

In this case, if you take out the magic talisman from the storage bag and waste less than one-tenth of an instant, when the magic talisman is taken out, the golden light shuttle will have penetrated your body regardless of whether it is activated or not.

Even if there is a magic talisman, the best outcome is to die together.

Han Yi even suspected that Yuan Changtian would not give him time to activate the talisman.

Just like when he faced Han Xuxiao not long ago, Han Xuxiao took out the magic talisman, but his black light broken sword had already pierced his head. Even with the magic talisman, it was of no avail.

Given the difference in strength, the magic talisman may not be useful because you won't even have time to activate it.

In less than a tenth of an instant, in the blink of an eye, Han Yi had already figured this out.

The Black Light Broken Sword was too far away and it was too late to pull out the Qingping Sword behind him. The time left for him to react was only enough time to take out one item from the storage bag, and this item was still

It can't be a magic talisman, because it may not be activated, and even if it can be activated, you will die.

Therefore, at this moment, Han Yi took out a magic weapon. This magic weapon was the highest-grade magic weapon in his storage bag.

This is a bloody long knife.

The bloody long sword from Mo Wen, this sword weapon, is already the top-notch magic weapon.

Han Yi took out this magic weapon in order to block the opponent and give himself a little more time to avoid the attack of the golden light shuttle and activate the third-level magic talisman.

boom!

As soon as the golden light hit, the bloody knife broke. The broken knife scratched the side of his head, leaving a scratch on the left side of his forehead. Han Yi was shaken all over, and blood spattered from the tiger's mouth. Holding the broken bloody knife, his whole body was bombarded and he retreated.

Hundreds of meters.

"Huh?"

"Mowen Dao? Mowen died in your hands too."

"Huh, if that's the case, I won't let you go."

The golden light flashed away and flew away at a faster speed.

but.

After being blocked by the blood knife, a golden talisman appeared in Han Yi's hand while being thrown a hundred meters away.

On top of the talisman, there are two symbols with many strokes, which look like some kind of ancient characters.

The life-saving means given by Yuan Shun, the third-level spiritual talisman, Xuandu Yanghuo Talisman.

Before it hit the ground, Han Yi's magic power poured into the talisman from his hand, and the talisman lit up.

The next moment, a terrifying suction force came from the spiritual talisman, which instantly drained about 80% of the mana in Han Yi's spiritual sea, causing his expression to change again.
To be continued...