"Ah..." King Rakshasa screamed, and his hands emitted a huge ball of energy to block Han Yu Nalan Wan'er's energy.
Han Yu moved slightly to the right without leaving any trace, and looked at the sky, "It's really hot right now..."
"Roar!" The energy of the Rakshasa King and Han Yu Nalan Wan'er's energy collided together, and the powerful backlash pushed Han Yu and Nalan Wan'er directly back to a distance of more than ten meters. Han Yu knew that this place could not be reached
If you stay for a long time, the Rakshasa will be surrounded again.
For a moment, Han Yu was extremely anxious, as the combined attack between the two was completely useless.
"Chi Suihuo, now is the scorching sun in the sky, why not lend the yang energy for my use?" Han Yu thought in his heart, looking up at the scorching sun in the sky again, he felt ridiculous for his own thoughts.
"Borrowing force to counteract this is exactly what Xuantian Sword Jue requires. Attaching energy to the sword produces stronger power. If the energy of the sky is lent to the sword with the power of clarity, what will be reflected back?
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"If I attach energy to the sword and extract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, this should be the Na Yuan of the earth, which is no different from the rumored cultivators. But I am not taking the spiritual energy into my body, but directly stimulating it... Then, it
What will it be like? It should be like this, just give it a try." All the thoughts flashed through his mind one by one, but it was only an instant for Han Yu, who had just returned from being hit.
Han Yu thought carefully in his heart, turned his hands slightly, and thought, "The power of the Tai Chi Sword pulls the Xuantian Sword Art to rotate. Although this goes against the swordsmanship of the Xuantian Sword Art, it is exactly what the sword needs." The sword energy.
It rotates to form the shape of yin and yang in the air, and uses the energy of Xuantian Sword Art to turn into a mirror to absorb the power of the sun.
At this time, the Rakshasa King turned around, roared again and sent out a strike of energy, but at the same time it enveloped Han Yu and Nalan Wan'er.
When a powerful enemy came, Han Yu did not tolerate Xiaoque. He turned the sword in his hand and reflected the sun's rays in the form of a mirror.
"Tsk! Boron..." The energy of the Rakshasa King was not blocked, but the reflected energy flew to the Rakshasa King in an instant, as fast as light.
"Ah..." The Rakshasa King's whole body was ignited with flames, which filled his whole body in an instant, and he immediately let out a tragic cry. Nalan Wan'er, who was about to send out the sword energy, opened her mouth in surprise, as if she saw something incredible.
Things are normal.
Han Yu was overjoyed. This trick was indeed feasible. He could use the power of the sun to burn the Rakshasa King. But he didn't know whether it would be the same when compared with other energies.
"Demon...this is..." Nalanwan stammered, not knowing how to continue.
"If it is aimed at the earth, can it be done?" Han Yu thought in his heart. Seeing that the Rakshasa King was now trapped and could not come over for a while, Han Yu pointed the yin and yang mirror at the ground...
Something happened that shocked Han Yu. If only the light reflected to form a flame, it would be fine. But when it shined on the ground, Han Yu could clearly feel a breath of earth element floating out of it and then attached to his sword.
Han Yu was so happy that after absorbing it for a long time, he felt that the energy had reached its peak. Han Yu shot the energy towards the Rakshasa King, muttering in his heart: "Seal, petrify!"
"Kacha, kacha..." A sharp and piercing cry came, and before Mo Lei's eyes, he could see the blazing flames gradually extinguishing, but in exchange, the Rakshasa King was petrified.
"This is magic...!" Nalan Wan'er's voice came at this time, and she hugged Han Yu.
"Is it...magic?" Han Yu was shocked in his heart. Is this magic? He actually created magic. However, the Xuanjian Sect had never heard about the outer continent. He thought that Xuantian Continent was an oriental fantasy legendary world.
, I didn’t expect it to have magic.
"Wan'er, do you know what kind of cultivation methods there are in this continent?"
"I don't know, but I know that there are magicians, but they are very rare. Brother, is this... magic?" Nalan Wan'er said with a lowered eyebrow.
"I don't know, this might be magic sword energy." Han Yu thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer. Little did he know that from that moment on he became a world-famous magic sword master.
By the way, what about the wood? Han Yu got excited and shined the mirror on the peach wood, but the imaginary absorption did not happen. Han Yu was confused for a while.
"Ordinary people can only release one kind of magic. Magic is divided into seven types of magic: earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness, and space. A person can only have one kind of magic in his body for life, but my brother can release two kinds of magic. He is already considered a genius.
Of course, I heard about it too, after all, we practice the light swordsmanship." Nalan Wan'er saw Han Yu holding the sword around without magic, so she thought for a while and said.
"oh!"
"Then let's take advantage of this big guy being petrified and knock him back." When Han Yu saw that the Rakshasa King was still petrified, he thought that it was important to save his life for the time being, so he was not in a hurry to use this magic or anything else.
"The sky is angry!"
"Flower language and sword!"
The moves of the two men came in the blink of an eye. The Rakshasa King struggled hard but was trapped and unable to break free for a while. His head was thrown into the sky after being hit by Han Yu and the others.
The strongest power from a man with two geniuses and so easy to catch? King Rakshasa was knocked back with one blow, flew out of the peach blossom forest and hit two or three hills before stopping. This was exactly what Han Yu needed.
, pushing him back countless meters. At this time, the petrified state of the Rakshasa King's body had just been lifted, and his whole body was charred black.
When the Rakshasa King came back, Han Yu and the two had already flown out of sight, but not even a black spot was found in the sky. The Rakshasa King angrily hit the mountain with energy, and then pursued Han Yu persistently again.
And go.
Han Yu flew out and flew non-stop to the altar of death. Due to the serious energy consumption, Han Yu had no choice but to summon the flying boat again to fly. You can't rely on this little girl Wan'er, right?
Summoning a flying boat to fly, the flying boat was extremely fast under the combined efforts of the two. According to the previous budget, Han Yu knew that if nothing went wrong if this went on, the Rakshasa King would not be able to catch up. He only hoped that the people stationed at the altar of death would
It's best if the master doesn't leave, otherwise if this big guy is allowed to follow him, it might be difficult to even get out.
"Mask your face, take out the leader's token." Han Yu and the two flew rapidly all the way, and finally arrived at the altar of death before the Rakshasa King followed.
The Altar of Death is on an empty mountaintop with nothing else around. The only bright spot is that the entrance to the Altar of Death also looks like an altar. However, the altar has been destroyed for an unknown period of time. At this time, there are still a group of white people staying on the mountain.
The old man sat on the ground.
Han Yu and Han Yu arrived in a flying boat with their faces covered, which also caused a commotion, but it stopped for a moment.
"Uncles, could you please open the altar of death and let the two disciples explore the altar of death?" Han Yu was the first to speak.
"I and others should do their best, but can I have a look at the identity token?" The old man was quite cautious, but in fact Han Yu knew that if someone came here deliberately, the identity token would have no effect at all.