Fireballs have different colors and powers. Low-level fireballs are all yellow, then red, and then with different powers, they are: white, cyan, blue, and purple. It is said that if you practice flames to an extremely high level,
, the purple flame will turn into a nearly transparent line, commonly known as purple light. The temperature of the purple light is extremely high, and a monk of the same level can almost kill people invisible.
As soon as the red fireball touched the flying sword, the sword trembled violently, and the aura it emitted became increasingly dim, then staggered and fell to the ground. Seeing such a scene, all the disciples in the Qi training period widened their eyes.
They knew in their hearts that the temperature of the red fireball technique was extremely high, but they did not expect it to be so high. If Han Bin threw a few more red fireballs, how many of them would be able to block it.
Zhuge Long's expression changed, and he hurriedly fired a spell at Feijian. The dim spiritual energy on the sword instantly recovered, and the light flew towards the fireball again. For a moment, the fireball and Feijian were evenly matched, and Zhugelong secretly relaxed.
After a breath, a look of disdain appeared on his face again, and he said contemptuously: "Han Bin, although your spells are powerful, how many more can you come up with?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Long's face turned ugly, even pale.
Han Bin slapped the storage bag on his waist, and the fireball talisman appeared in his hand again, and then threw it towards Zhuge Long.
Zhuge Long was depressed for a while. The power of the talisman just now was so great that it could not be made by ordinary monks. The only person who could make such a powerful talisman was a monk at the Golden Elixir stage. Because the monks at the Golden Elixir stage relied on the elixir
Fire can produce red flames. It was because the talisman was so difficult to obtain that Zhuge Long expected that Han Bin would not be able to get the second one, but he did not expect that this guy actually had one.
He could barely cope with one fireball, but if two fireballs attacked at the same time, Zhugelong would be seriously injured or even killed on the spot even if he had all the skills. Seeing the flying fireball, Zhugelong quickly dodged and came to Tongzhou Tong's side.
He said loudly: "Brothers, what are you still doing? Hurry up and take action."
Zhou Tong also realized the seriousness of the problem. He originally wanted to kill Han Bin alone and let the people in the capital see what would happen if they betrayed the state religion. However, it had the opposite effect. Not only did the few people who went up fail, but they were also killed by Han Bin.
He was so forced that he had no power to fight back. The situation in front of him was too pessimistic. If he didn't rush forward with a crowd, he doubted whether he could catch Han Bin.
Thinking of this, Zhou Tong waved his hand and said sternly: "Traitors of the state religion can be punished by everyone. Don't hold back, come together."
Han Bin made a move with his wrist, and two red fireballs hung in front of him, emitting a deep red light. Seeing everyone sacrificing magical weapons at the same time, his face darkened, and his eyes swept over everyone, and he condensed.
He said: "Everyone, Han has said it before. If no one takes action today, the previous fighting will be over." At this point, he suddenly changed the subject and became cold, "If anyone does, as long as Han
If I don’t die, I will come back one day.”
Hesitation appeared on everyone's faces. If they didn't take action, they would be punished when they returned. If they took action and killed Han Bin, all worries would be relieved. The key was whether Han Bin could be killed. Everyone was unsure. Those who offended
Those who have offended Han Bin are better off. Those who have not offended him simply don’t know how to choose. They make one wrong step and one wrong step after another!
Zhang Long stood behind the crowd, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and shouted, "Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. If we can't kill him today, he will kill us all." He knew in his heart that Han Bin's words
They were all lies. Since he had offended once, he was not afraid of offending him a second time. With so many elders around him, he did not believe that he could not kill a monk at the fifth level of Qi training.
Han Bin's eyes turned cold, and endless darkness penetrated his deep eyes. He suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at Zhang Long.
Seeing this finger raised, everyone's expressions changed. Zhou Tong roared angrily and said angrily: "Han Bin, what do you want to do?"
Han Bin had no expression on his face. He looked at Zhang Long as if he were looking at a dead person. He only heard him say in a cold voice: "Kill someone. If you don't want to die, get out of the way."
I saw streams of light flashing quickly where Han Bin was pointing. In the blink of an eye, all the disciples flashed aside, revealing Zhang Long's figure. Zhang Long's face became extremely ugly. He didn't blame the junior brothers. If
When faced with something like this happening, he would get out of the way without hesitation.
Zhang Long and Han Bin looked at each other, with a sneer on their faces, and said: "Han Bin, what are you so proud of? If Ling Shuangshuang hadn't helped you, you wouldn't have been able to escape."
Han Bin raised his eyebrows. If he followed Zhang Long's words, he would shut Ling Shuangshuang into a corner. No matter how Ling Shuangshuang was doing now or whether he was punished by the sect, he could not do anything treacherous. Han Bin said coldly.
He smiled and asked, "Did she also help me get these charms?"
Zhang Long couldn't answer for a while, and his face was quite embarrassed. After a while, he seemed to know that he would not survive today, and said: "Han Bin, don't be proud, you will never leave alive if you kill me." With that, he took out the magic weapon.
, showing a look of death.
The disciples who had offended Han Bin felt their hearts tremble and quickly looked towards Zhou Tong. If Zhou Tong didn't stop him, they would be next.
Zhang Yuan had the deepest disagreement with Han Bin, so he hurriedly said: "Elder Zhou, you can't let Han Bin be so presumptuous."
Zhou Tong's body flashed, and he stood between Han Bin and Zhang Long, and said solemnly: "Han Bin, if you kill anyone again, you will only deepen your grievances with the state religion." He was not sure what Han Bin was pointing at at that moment.
Privately, he hurriedly sent a message to the other elders: "Put up the sword formation, let's do it together." After saying that, he fired a spell at the flying sword, and the light on the flying sword flickered and pointed at Han Bin.
At the same time, the other nine elders flashed their figures at the same time, surrounding Han Bin.
After the ten flying swords were pointed at Han Bin, Zhou Tong and others shot a spell at the flying sword at the same time. After the spell was fired, a white light hit the sword and went straight to the sky where Han Bin was. Then, ten white lights condensed in the sky.
Together, they formed a transparent light curtain, just like a formation, trapping Han Bin and the ten elders in it.
If they fight alone, Zhou Tong and others may not be able to kill Han Bin. If they cooperate with the Immortal Formation, the result will be different. The Immortal Formation can superimpose the power of ten people together, exerting a full force that is no less than that of the early Jindan monks.
Attack. No matter how high Han Bin's cultivation level was, the Immortal Fortress would still be seriously injured by this attack.
When the ten people saw that the formation was completed, they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Outside the formation, Zhang Long also breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, he was calm on the surface, but nervous in his heart, and his back was already soaked. Zhang Long
When Long said such words, he was blocking Zhou Tong. He didn't believe that the elders in the sect would just watch their disciples die.
When Zhang Long saw Han Bin trapped in the formation, his face lit up and he said excitedly: "Han Bin, I know you want to kill me, but it's a pity that you can't kill me today."
Zhou Tong's face darkened and he said to Zhang Long and others: "What are you still doing? Take action."
Han Bin now understood the secret of the formation, and combined everyone's attack power to attack him together. He didn't say anything nonsense, and with a move of his wrist, eight fireball talismans appeared at the same time, and he threw them at the eight elders. With a movement of his spiritual consciousness, he controlled
The two fireballs in front of him flew towards Zhou Tong and Zhuge Long. Since then, the ten elders had to deal with the fireballs in front of them and had no time to take action against Han Bin.
The expressions on the faces of the ten elders changed. They did not expect that Han Bin still had so many talismans. They did not dare to be careless and hurriedly controlled the flying swords to resist.
Zhou Tong's cultivation level is indeed good. He shouted low, and the flying sword in front of him suddenly magnified more than ten times, and with a long sword shadow, he swung it down in the air. There was only a soft sound, and light points burst out from the fireball.
The fireball, which was originally the size of a fist, became only the size of a thumb in the blink of an eye. Looking at the flying sword again, it had returned to its original shape, and the spiritual power on it was much dimmed.
The remaining nine elders also showed their special skills, casting spells one after another, and the sword light flashed. Although not as powerful as Zhou Tong, the fireball became only the size of a thumb, but it consumed most of the spiritual energy in the fireball.
Zhuge Long's side was not so relaxed. His cultivation level was the lowest among everyone, and he had reached the foundation building stage less than ten years ago. He was suddenly helpless by the fireball. If it weren't for the help of the senior brother next to him, he would have been seriously injured.
The disciples outside the formation were all numb with surprise, especially Han Fei, who couldn't believe the scene in front of him. When Han Bin was being chased by the sect, he was still practicing hard, hoping to win over the two of them.
But after not seeing each other for more than a month, Han Fei found that instead of getting closer, the distance between him and Han Bin was getting farther and farther. It was so far that he couldn't believe it.
Zhang Long looked complicated and yelled, "Don't hesitate any more, let's do it! If we don't kill him, those of us who have killed him will definitely take revenge in the future." He fired a spell in the air, and the flying sword whizzed.
With a loud bang, he broke through the formation and headed straight for Han Bin. Those who were like sisters to Jiang Min also controlled the magical weapons and attacked Han Bin.
For a time, hundreds of magical weapons flew towards Han Bin one after another. Even though Han Bin had three heads and six arms, he was stunned by the attacks of these magical weapons. The moment the first magical weapon fell in front of him, Han Bin suddenly jumped out of the storage room.
He took out two charms from the bag, threw them in front of him, and stuck the other one on his arm.
As soon as the first spell was thrown out, a spiritual energy shield suddenly appeared in front of him. The flying sword landed on the spiritual energy shield. The shield trembled slightly, and cracks appeared one after another. Then, another one flew quickly and landed on the spiritual energy shield. The shield
With a flash of white light, he collapsed. At the same time, nearly a hundred flying swords swarmed in and flew toward Han Bin.
Zhang Long's face lit up and he said excitedly: "Han Bin, let's see if you're still alive now."
Qi Hao's eyes flashed and he stared at Han Bin, then his face darkened and he secretly said: "No, that's not his true body."
There were hundreds of people in the Tianming Sect. Except for the elders and Qi Hao who noticed Han Bin's abnormality, everyone thought that Han Bin was dead. Many people, like Zhang Long, were full of excitement and wished that Han Bin would die soon. But just
At this time, when countless magic weapons fell on Han Bin, they passed through them directly. Then, Han Bin's figure slowly became transparent and finally dissipated.
Those disciples who didn't notice anything unusual widened their eyes again when they saw this scene.
This, this is actually an afterimage.
It’s really hard for everyone to imagine how fast a person must be to leave an afterimage in the sky. Disciples in the Qi training stage think they can’t do it, and elders in the foundation building stage can’t do it either. As for the Supreme Elder in the Golden Core stage,
Whether it was possible or not, no one knew. When they thought that Han Bin's speed had reached the level of a Golden Core monk, everyone's eyes became even wider.
Zhang Long's mind was in chaos. He didn't want to see such a fact and shouted hysterically: "No, this is impossible, impossible!!!"
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