"drink!"

Chongluan's eyes flashed, and he shouted softly. The muscles on his arms were tense, and the black long sword in his hand was still powerful, and he slashed heavily at the Chongshui True Wheel below.

There was only a loud bang.

Chongluan felt a numbness on his arms, and an indescribable force came from the blade. He felt like something was hit hard, and his body was stagnant.

As the pool water continued to gush out from behind, waves of majestic power of the water-attribute law rolled in, pressing his elbows so hard that he couldn't help but pull his elbow into his arms, and his whole body was about to be smashed to fly backwards.

After feeling the unique aura from the Chongshui True Wheel, Chongluan's expression suddenly changed. He was obviously at a disadvantage, but suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... I'm really searching for you. Han Li, I didn't expect to find you here! Very good, I'm rushing to Guyunda 6!"

After he finished drinking, a faint light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his whole eyeball suddenly turned black.

I saw him suddenly open his mouth and spit it out, and a dark silk thread flew out of his mouth and suddenly sank into the black knife.

The black knife's body trembled violently, and a layer of black crystal light lit up on the entire long knife, and the weight of the blade instantly increased several times.

Chongluan shouted loudly, and strands of black mist slowly overflowed from his body. His hands holding the knife suddenly pressed down, and he forced the Chongshui Zhenhuang back.

Han Li had already jumped out of the water at this time, reached out and called back the Chongshui True Wheel to block it. He held a sword in his hand and stood in high altitude, confronting Chongluan from afar, and asked coldly: "Do you know me? What is the relationship between you and Fang Pan?"

Although he didn't know what the person in front of him was, it was not difficult to infer that he was a person related to Fang Pan from his ability to swing the true power of the black sword so perfectly and to call out his real name in one word.

After all, after entering the fairy world, he has always used a pseudonym, and there are really not many people who know his real name.

Although Fang Pan and the three people who attacked him had fallen one after another, the person who could remotely control the mysterious chain, the original owner of the black knife in Fang Pan's hand, and the commander behind Fang Pan were still the people he needed to be wary of the most.

The person in front of him is most likely the original owner of the Black Sword, but I don’t know what his relationship has with Fang Pan?

"I originally thought that no matter how bad my junior brother was, the one who killed him should be at least a late-stage cultivator in the True Immortal stage. However, according to the information collected from the Shifanglou, you said that you were just a mysterious immortal in the early stage of the True Immortal Realm. When you see him today, you did have some tricks." Chongluan did not attack immediately, but looked at Han Li from a distance and said.

"So you are Fang Pan's senior brother, you are so disrespectful. Why, are you here to avenge him now?" Han Li's heart moved and his expression remained unchanged.

"That waste died and I was too lazy to care about any other people's business. But in order to deal with you, he borrowed my Black Emperor's Immortal Slaying Blade, and ended up selling it to you as a kid. Do you think my master should come out to ask for an explanation?" Chongluan's eyes flashed, but he said slowly.

"Your sword is indeed a rare treasure. I wanted to return the original owner to the original owner, so I sold it to the Impermanence Alliance to see if anyone could recognize it. Now it seems that it has not been in vain. You don't have to be so polite, I'm just a little bit of work." Han Li blinked and said lightly.

"Haha, it seems that I want to thank you more! Having said that, based on my understanding of this junior brother, he would never be aimless in his mind to chase you so deliberately! In addition, the magic chain on your body is also something that the master requires to retrieve. So, you can die, don't worry, in order to thank you, I will try my best to give you a happy time!" Chongluan said slowly with his eyes as dark as ink, and his body was covered with black fog.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist lingered around him surged out, instantly submerging him.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of breeze blew by, and the black fog lingering in front suddenly dispersed, and it was empty inside and there was nothing.

Han Li's spiritual sense had already enveloped the surrounding area, but the moment before the fog dissipated, he still thought that Chongluan was hiding in the black fog.

The next moment, a black mist suddenly condensed in the void behind him. Before it was formed, a long black knife penetrated out and pierced his back.

Han Li thought, and the true wheel of heavy water suddenly arrived, blocking his back.

There was a "clang" sound.

The tip of the black knife was stuck in the hollow pattern on the heavy water real wheel, rubbing with the real wheel constantly, making a sound that made people feel sour.

Chongluan's figure slowly emerged from the black fog, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The wisps of black mist lingering on the black knife condensed into extremely slender black steel needles, burst out along the tip of the knife, straight through the gap of the heavy water true wheel, pierced Han Li's clothes and shot towards his body.

At the critical moment, Han Li was filled with golden light, and golden scales the size of copper coins were turned up layer by layer, covering his whole body.

I only heard a series of crisp sounds of "Dingding" .

The black fog steel needles hit Han Li's golden scales one after another, and were shattered by the anti-shock, turning into black fog again.

Han Li turned around suddenly, swept across the long sword in his hand, and a green light was made on the sword. With one sword, Chong Luan's body was cut into two pieces in half.

However, Chongluan just smiled at him, and his two bodies disappeared at the same time, turning into a cloud of smoke.

Han Li's heart was terrified, and the light escaped on his body flew thousands of feet out in an instant, away from the black fog.

But before he could stop, he suddenly felt a coldness behind him, as if there was a wet, cold and slippery poisonous snake pressing against his back.

He quickly pinched the magic trick, and the light of the protective body behind him penetrated his body, and immediately forced out the thing attached to his back.

It was a black mist that was condensed but not dissipated like a living body. Slim and soft tentacles emerged on the surface, twisting wildly and constantly approaching him, as if he wanted to rush into his body.

Han Li stretched out with one hand and condensed into a big hand surrounded by green light. He controlled the black mist in mid-air. After careful investigation, he found that there was a faint trace of law power contained in it.

It was just because it was too weak that he could not even notice the power of the law of what attribute it was. Fortunately, he did not rashly remove the golden scales of the body protection just now, so he avoided being invaded by this object.

Han Li was surprised and suspicious. The void suddenly shook around the black mist, and strands of black mist emerged out of thin air. Chong Luan's body once again appeared strangely.

At some point, the black cloth covered on its surface had been removed, revealing a big burnt yellow face, and a "pop" sound was heard on his mouth, and a dark silk thread flashed with crystal light, and suddenly shot towards the door of Han Li's face, which was astonishingly fast.

The long sword in Han Li immediately swept upwards and slashed towards the black silk thread.

Wherever the green light arrived, the black silk thread broke at the touch and turned into a black star, dissipating.

When Han Li saw this scene, his brow frowned, stepped on his toes in the void, and his body retreated.

As a result, as soon as he stepped back, a black silk thread condensed and pierced in his original position.

"Sure enough, the same way as before will be reunited after the collapse." Han Li said in his heart.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a change occurred in front of him.

The black line that had condensed again was actually connected to the long blue sword in his hand. With a flash of light, it suddenly rushed up along the sword body and shot into his palm.

Han Li felt a numbness in his palm and immediately focused on his mind and looked in his body. However, except for the feeling in his palm, he did not feel any other abnormalities.

But the more this happens, the more uneasy he feels in his heart.

At this moment, his spiritual sense sensed that several auras rushed towards him, but he could not tell whether it was a person from the Holy Puppet Sect or from the Shifanglou.

Han Li frowned, and after a moment of pondering, he waved his hands, but put away the blue long sword and the heavy water true wheel.

Whether he came to Shifanglou or from the Holy Puppet Sect, he planned to leave here first.

This intensive man's method is very strange, and he seems to be able to use some kind of fog law, but he cannot do it with all his strength here, so he is really at a disadvantage.

Immediately afterwards, he pinched his magic tricks with both hands, and lightning flashed on his fingers, and silver arcs ejected out, condensing into a huge thunder and lightning magic array, covering him.

There was only a thunderous sound, and several silver arcs as thick as buckets emerged from the center of the thunder array.

In a flash, Han Li's figure disappeared in the thunder formation, leaving only a faint smell of anxiety in the air.

"Hehe, it's interesting! Then let's play with you for a while!" Chongluan curled a smile on the corner of his mouth and said.

After saying that, his figure was once again shrouded in a black mist and dissipated.

...

On the other side, above the main island square.

The noise continued, but the movement was much smaller than before.

On the Holy Puppet Sect, all the puppets were almost completely destroyed and could not continue to participate in the war. More than half of the remaining surviving disciples had been killed or injured, and the huge circle originally surrounded was reduced a lot.

What was a little moved was that although these Holy Puppet monks were injured and had Qi Rong on their faces, none of them surrendered or surrendered or fled.

There was a hint of determination in everyone's eyes.

On the one hand, they are the loyal forces left by the sect after evacuating some core forces. On the other hand, they are all because they have relatives and descendants of the sect who are evacuated.

As long as those people are safe, they will naturally be without any scruples.

In contrast, the monks recruited from Shifanglou did not take much advantage. Not only did they die and suffer most of the casualties in the battle from the outside to the inside, but many of them left early like the ancestor Leng Yan. Therefore, the number of people left outside the square was not large at this time, and they were scattered in groups of dense green armored bean soldiers.

At this time the battle continued, and the pace of fighting between the two sides slowed down.

The people who came to Shifanglou to join the fight were naturally not fools who could survive until now. They all understood that the rabbit's final counterattack before death was the most fierce. If it was forced too hard at this time, it would cause greater losses.

It would be better to hold a stalemate for a while and wipe out the last breath of the members of the Holy Puppet Sect, and then easily make profits.
Chapter completed!