"You take action, I will intercept Qingkui!" A voice transmission entered Fang Yi's ears, and Han Xufeng flashed and flew directly towards Holy Lord Qingkui.
As his figure flashed, Han Xufeng's hands immediately pointed toward the air.
Suddenly, three green sharp blades, like three green horses and three green dragons, suddenly appeared from the void, with a flash of green light, and swooped down towards the Holy Lord Qingkui below.
"Hmph, you want to stop me, I'm dreaming!" Holy Lord Qingkui looked up and saw the three attacks approaching, and snorted coldly. At the same time, the magic mist suddenly surged all over his body, and a crisp sound of bells suddenly rang out on the spot.
A huge copper bell with a green body and simple patterns carved on it appeared above his head, covering dozens of feet of void in it.
As soon as the bells started ringing, sound waves immediately surrounded the body of Saint Qingkui. The sound waves were not loud, but filled with fluctuations, and they instantly touched three sharp blades in mid-air.
What made Han Xufeng's heart tremble was that the three sharp and long sword blades that could cut off the mountain peaks struck by the three Sky-Splitting Swords actually began to sway in the sound waves of the copper bells.
Although he was still slashing forward, his power was reduced by nearly half.
Three fist shadows appeared, a faint light flashed, and three bangs suddenly sounded. The three sky-splitting sword blades were easily shattered in front of him by Holy Lord Qingkui.
"Since I dare to get close to you, junior, please stay." The sword blade suddenly disappeared, and a faint word that made Han Xufeng's body icy-chilled suddenly rang in his ears.
Han Xufeng thought something bad in his mind, and he suddenly retreated.
However, his movements were still slow, and a ball of dark light suddenly shot out from the huge bell in the void. The black light flashed and directly illuminated Han Xufeng's entire body into it.
"Dang~dang" a bell rang as the dim light shrouded it, suddenly ringing in Han Xufeng's ears.
When the sound of the bells reached his ears, Han Xufeng suddenly held his head with both hands. He only felt a sharp pain as if his skull had been chopped off by a sharp blade. The sharp blades slashed at him crazily, as if they wanted to crush his head.
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He couldn't bear the severe pain, which penetrated deep into his soul.
This bell is obviously the bell belonging to his master that Hao Banyun mentioned earlier.
The power of a treasure that could be favored by Saint Qingkui can be imagined.
"Roar!" There was a loud shout, Han Xufeng's expression suddenly revealed a ferocious expression, a thick dark mist suddenly spurted out from his body, and a shrill ghost howl followed immediately.
"Boom!" A ball of black energy suddenly burst out and exploded in the wild flash of black light.
The huge bell trembled, and a black shadow suddenly shot out, and in a flash, it was dozens of feet away.
There was a loud scoff, and dozens of bright green sword blades appeared, slashing wildly at the huge trembling bell.
At this moment, Han Xufeng had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had been injured by the lightning and flint technique just now.
Han Xufeng was able to use some powerful means to escape at the moment when Zhong Ling was shrouded in terrifying black light and was about to absorb Zhong Ling's magic weapon, causing Saint Qing Kui to turn around and suddenly slap out two palm prints to stop Fang Yi.
, turned his head suddenly, his eyes flashed sharply, and looked at the dozens of cyan blades that were more than a hundred feet long.
The ringing of the Sky-shaking Bell filled the air, and the black light suddenly shone, and the sound of the ringing was loud. Several rays of sky-splitting sword blade light finally broke through the light barrier of the ringing sound, and touched the huge bell, bursting into dazzling green light.
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A sound broke through the air, and the huge copper bell suddenly flew out, shrank suddenly, and quickly returned to the hands of Saint Qingkui.
The power of this ancient treasure called the Sky-shaking Bell is obviously slightly weaker than the Sky-Splitting Sword driven by Han Xufeng.
"If you can escape from my Sky-shaking Bell, you are qualified to fight me head-on. Now we will each collect the fixed astrolabe according to our ability, so as not to be escaped and hidden by the disc."
Saint Qingkui did not continue to attack, but looked at the trembling Yuanpandao.
"Okay, everyone will collect according to their abilities." Han Xufeng agreed with a cold gaze after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The two of them do not intend to stop fighting, but the primary goal now is to fix the astrolabe. If this heaven-defying object is allowed to escape and hide, then no matter how hard they fight, even if they kill each other, the gain will not be worth the loss.
The power of Holy Lord Qingkui made Han Xufeng and Fang Yi feel heartbeats. They had fought two attacks with him just now, but neither of them had the upper hand. Such a powerful existence made them wary.
Without hesitation, the two of them looked at each other, immediately stood together, and approached the huge disk together.
From the other direction, Saint Qingkui stepped forward, looking equally cautious.
The three of them each used their own spells to suppress the disc, hoping to use their respective treasure control techniques to take it back into their hands.
In an instant, three huge waves of energy surged out, like three ancient fierce dragons with teeth and claws, and suddenly flew onto the huge disk.
At this moment, the body of Saint Qingkui suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
However, Han Xufeng and Fang Yi had just felt a bad feeling in their hearts, when a buzzing sound suddenly sounded on the disk.
Suddenly, the disc shone with purple-black light, a vast energy surged out, and the void suddenly erupted with a howling sound like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.
Purple-black light flashed wildly, and the entire world was instantly filled with purple-black light. The eyes of the three people close to the disk suddenly lost the ability to see.
Before they could even shout out, Han Xufeng and Fang Yi suddenly felt a terrifying and devastating impact coming upon them. The impact was as vast as the ocean, and their bodies were immediately like a boat in the sea, and they were suddenly swept away.
Throwed away.
Feeling severe pain as if their whole bodies were falling apart, Han Xufeng and Fang Yi felt the aura of death sweep through their bodies.
The terrifying and majestic energy spurted, and the monks who were fighting within a radius of dozens of miles were also affected. Everyone was shaken by the buzzing sound, stopped their movements one after another, and quickly prepared for defense.
But despite this, the surging impact energy that swept in like a wild wave still swept everyone away and slammed into the distance.
"Hahaha...the two juniors didn't know the characteristics of the astrolabe and dared to snatch it. They are really looking for death."
Amidst the violent impact, a crazy joke broke through the energy impact in the sky, accompanied by an ear-splitting buzz, spreading throughout the vast world.
Saint Qingkui was not swept away by the energy impact of the fixed astrolabe. At the same time as he used a majestic method, his figure had already retreated quickly backwards.
He obviously knew that the astrolabe would be stimulated to release energy, so he dodged away.
The huge disc's energy spurt did not last, but within a breath, the violent and vast energy impact disappeared. The disc trembled in the void, and the buzzing sound did not stop for a while.
A figure flashed and approached Yuanpan again.
On the other side, Han Xufeng and Fang Yi also stabilized their figures strongly at this time. Both of them looked pale and their clothes were in tatters.
Fang Yi suddenly put his hand on his chest, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The injuries he suffered were obviously two points more serious than Han Xufeng's.
"You step back and quickly stabilize your injuries while I go grab the astrolabe." Han Xufeng said in a cold voice, and his body flew forward again, approaching the huge disc only slightly behind Saint Qingkui.
Both hands reached out, and two majestic energies emerged, covering the disk again.
"The physical body is quite tough, let's see how many impacts you can withstand?" Holy Lord Qingkui said, pointing with both hands.
"Hoo!~" The huge disk trembled, and terrifying energy spurted out again. This time Han Xufeng was on guard, and used his method, and his figure immediately flew backwards.