Seeing countless golden lights shooting out, the monk holding the seal with both hands turned a blind eye to it, seeming to be confident in the light curtain formed by the beads in front of him.
When Han Li saw this, he snorted in his heart.
The golden light of the Flying Swords shined brightly, and its power suddenly increased by three points.
There was a loud "Puff" sound, and the golden light pierced the light screen for a fleeting moment, but it made a dull sound like hitting dead wood. The green screen shook for a while, but it did not penetrate through.
Han Li's expression changed, but he secretly pinched his sword secretly.
Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights near the silver-robed monk trembled at the same time, and randomly gathered high in the sky.
Suddenly, the light shone brightly, and a golden sun rose out of thin air.
But when the light faded, a golden sword several feet long suddenly appeared there.
At this time, Han Li rushed to the opposite side and tapped lightly without hesitation.
The sound of "Bah!" was heard loudly, and the golden light on the surface of the golden sword dimmed, but a layer of milky white cold light emerged. Thick crystal ice immediately emerged, and turned into a mouthful of sky-high ice that was more than ten feet tall.
sword.
This sword is crystal clear and is so huge that anyone who sees it can't help but take a breath.
The silver-robed monk who was performing sutras below raised his head and saw this, his face finally changed drastically.
At this moment, Han Li on the opposite side waved his hand into the void below, and coldly uttered the word "kill" in his mouth.
The ice sword swayed and fell hard. Before it actually hit the green light screen, layers of fluctuations visible to the naked eye appeared in the nearby space. At the same time, there was a loud buzzing sound, as if an iceberg was pressing down menacingly.
Already.
At this time, although the silver-robed monk believed that the green screen on his body was extremely tough, he would never dare to take the blow head-on.
He uttered the Buddha's name and twirled the white lotus under his feet, and the whole person and the lotus disappeared in the seven-color Buddha light.
With a buzzing sound, the giant sword slashed into the empty space.
The next moment, a white light flashed a few feet away from the giant sword, and lotus flowers emerged. Then the monk appeared strangely on the white lotus. At the same time, the hand seals in his hands suddenly changed, and an astonishing energy was released from his body.
With great spiritual pressure, a tall phantom of five to six feet suddenly appeared above his head.
This phantom is covered in golden light, has a ferocious face, has curly hair, and is half-naked. It is exactly the same as the rumored Buddhist King Kong.
And at the moment when the Vajra shadow appeared, the silver-robed monk let out a powerful shout, aimed at the huge ice sword in front of him, and punched out two punches from afar.
With a loud "rumbling" sound, the Vajra Shadow made a move indistinguishable from that of a monk, striking out one after another with wide-eyed anger, and hitting the sword firmly from the side.
Two groups of giant golden lights exploded on one side of the ice sword. Such a huge sword was struck diagonally and flew away amidst the loud noise. It rolled several times in mid-air before it managed to stabilize again.
Han Li hurriedly took a closer look at the ice sword and was shocked.
Because where the side of the giant sword was hit by the golden shadow, the ice layer shattered inch by inch, revealing the golden sword body inside.
What kind of skill is this? It seems to be completely different from King Ming, but it seems to be somewhat related!
He was a little surprised.
However, after the last refinement of his flying sword, the amount of mysterious jade mixed with it was astonishing, and each bite reached the limit of what it could hold. Therefore, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword contains
The cold was so severe that it was impossible to only have the power of this blow.
With a thought from Han Li, the seemingly half-broken ice sword flashed a few times with milky white cold light, and the cracked area was restored to its original state. Then the ice sword swept horizontally unceremoniously, and then slashed at the silver sword on the side.
Monk in robe.
The power of the giant ice sword was not reduced at all, as if the previous heavy damage to it had never happened.
This time, the silver-robed monk suffered from a severe headache.
His face darkened, and the monk did not use his escape technique to dodge. Instead, his body swelled up, and his arms suddenly grew thicker. His hands moved towards the huge ice sword and closed in the middle like lightning.
With a "bang" sound, the Vajra Shadow made the same move and accurately clamped the ice sword in mid-air with its two arms, preventing it from falling any further.
You must know that although this Buddhist phantom is not small in size, it is really nothing compared to the ice sword!
At this level, it looked like a mantis blocking its arm, but it was really blocked by the Vajra Shadow.
Han Li's pupils shrank, and he was really shocked.
You must know that not to mention the huge power contained in the ice sword itself, it is the extreme cold generated by the ten thousand year black jade, which is enough to freeze all the magic weapons and magic weapons that can resist it. However, the Vajra Shadow blocked it with both hands without any care, and did not do anything.
Nothing unusual.
This secret technique is really no small matter.
Of course, Han Li glanced around and also noticed the silver-robed monk below, but he didn't seem as relaxed as the Vajra shadow above his head. Although his arms did not move, his body involuntarily squatted down for a few minutes, while facing the
The golden light on the screen was also shaking continuously, looking like it was a bit laborious.
Han Li couldn't help but frown.
This Yuanzhi monk's secret technique seems to be somewhat similar to the Six Extremes True Demonic Skill, but in essence it is completely different.
Although the Six Extremes True Demonic Skills also transformed six demonic shadows behind them, these demonic shadows were formed with the help of external power. They were formed and performed by cultivators with the help of the true demonic energy of the ancient demon ancestors. And the King Kong summoned by the monks
The phantom seems to be transformed by the magic power in one's own body, and the power of this secret technique is also complementary to that of Ming Wang Jue.
Otherwise, if nothing else, if this monk had not cultivated the Mingwang Jue to the fourth level, even if the mountain-like giant sword struck just now, even if the Vajra Shadow could catch it, the physical body would have been unable to support it and collapsed.
Han Li was greatly amazed, but the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword had more than just these powers. As soon as he pinched the sword technique with both hands, his mind immediately urged him to use the flying sword's other magical power.
With the sound of thunder, the ice sword suddenly emerged with thick golden arcs as thick as an arm, and directly transformed into several golden electric pythons, which rushed towards the phantom.
"Eh!" The silver-robed monk was shocked. He obviously never expected that Han Li's flying sword had so many magical powers. He didn't think much about it and suddenly took a breath and aimed it forward with all his strength.
Although nothing came out of the monk's mouth, the Vajra phantom controlled by him was different. With the same move, streams of golden glow spewed out from his mouth. In the flash of spiritual light, several electric dragons were shot out.
It rolled around and blew away, making it impossible for them to get close at all.
Almost at the same time, after the silver-robed monk shouted again, the pair of big golden hands holding the ice sword suddenly exerted force at the same time, and suddenly a huge crack opened in the middle of the ice sword.
Under the dazzling golden light of his hands, the cracks expanded instantly, and ice shards shattered and fell.
The silver-robed monk actually planned to use the immense power of Vajra Prajna to completely break the ice sword from the middle.
But Gao Zeng of the Leiyin Sect obviously had the wrong idea. Seeing this, Han Li sneered and changed the magic in his hand.
The ice sword where it stood suddenly trembled violently, and after a clear cry, it turned into golden threads and scattered from the shadow's big hand. Although the Vajra Shadow grabbed it twice with its backhand, every golden thread seemed to be psychic.
He circled like a circling and cleverly avoided it, leaving him with no gain at all.
"Turn swords into silk!" It turns out that Fellow Daoist Han is actually a sword cultivator who is proficient in sword techniques! The monk under the shadow was startled and murmured.
"It's hard to call me a swordsman at this low temperature. But the secret technique performed by Master Yuan Zhi opened Han's eyes. I wonder where this magical power came from?" Han Li smiled faintly and made a move with his flying swords.
After returning, he asked very calmly.
It wasn't a life and death fight right now, so he didn't have to pursue and fight relentlessly.
"It's just a trivial skill, it's nothing. It's just a small magical power that works in conjunction with Ming Wang Jue." The silver-robed monk chuckled, but also spoke in a vague manner, not wanting to reveal it in detail.
Han Li couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this.
"Buddhist magical powers are indeed extraordinary. If you think about it, even if you use ordinary methods, it will be difficult for you and me to win or lose in a short time. Han will use several powerful treasures next time. Master Yuanzhi should be careful." Han Li looked at him.
In the blink of an eye, he recovered as before and spoke with profound meaning.
After saying this, Han Li rushed towards the monk opposite and flicked his fingers together. Ten slender red threads shot out in a flash, but suddenly they all disappeared in a flash.
Then the sleeve robe shook again, and suddenly a ball of three-color flames rolled out and turned into a three-color feather fan, which appeared in his hand. After a quick spin, he grabbed it. The spiritual maniac
After paying attention, he gently opened the door to the opposite side.
There was a cry of phoenix, and a three-color firebird several feet in size flew out from the feather fan. After circling, it went straight towards the monk opposite and pounced on it.
Then Han Li opened his mouth again, and a white ball shot out. As soon as it came out, it surged in the wind and turned into a ball about the size of a foot.
Streams of purple cold flames erupted strangely on the surface of the ball.
Han Li did not do anything else, he just pointed at the bead and flicked his long sleeve.
Suddenly, a purple sea of fire appeared in front of him out of thin air, and then rolled up a high fire wave several feet high, rushing straight to the opposite side and sweeping away with great momentum. The momentum was extremely shocking!
The silver-robed monk on the opposite side couldn't help but look solemn when he saw that Han Li was so ferocious in his attack. He immediately flipped his hand over, and a silver vial appeared in the palm of his hand.
But before the monk could sacrifice the object, suddenly in the sky, a red light flashed in front of the Vajra phantom, and ten slender fire threads shot out at once, and after a flash, they pierced the phantom at the same time. The result
After a few "dang" "dang" sounds, the two collided, making a sound like metal colliding. These filaments could not penetrate the golden shadow at all.
The monk didn't care about this, but his eyes were entirely focused on the three-color firebird flying toward him, his eyes showing a solemn expression.
Although it was the first time for him to see the Three Flame Fan, the astonishing spiritual power coming from the three-color fire bird made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, and he did not dare to take it lightly.