"Boom..."

With a series of continuous roars, the red light curtain trembled violently, and waves splashed like waves of water slamming against the shore.

Xiongshan is under the huge waves, and the feeling is naturally the most intuitive and real.

He could clearly see the violent shock caused by heavy water falling on the light curtain, and he could also clearly feel the powerful pressure brought by the huge force.

Above the red light curtain, huge depressions formed by heavy water impact, and golden dragon patterns flashed wildly on it. Although they were never broken, they could not support much time when they looked.

Xiong Shan frowned, looked up at the ten thousand sword iron coupon floating high in the sky, and suddenly with a move of his hands, the iron coupon flew back and fell into his hands.

He stretched out a finger, and a golden light flashed at the finger, and a hole was drawn, and red blood surged out.

I saw him use his fingers to write quickly on the iron coupon with blood as ink.

As his fingers moved, a strange dark red rune soon appeared on the surface of the iron voucher.

After the rune was formed, the original golden pattern on the iron voucher began to be infected by a layer of red light, and soon turned into a blood-red color, like blood vessels, crawling throughout the iron voucher.

Xiong Shan held the iron voucher with both hands, a resolute look flashed in his eyes, and he held it on his chest like a breastplate.

I saw red and black light lit up from his chest, and the iron coupon of Ten Thousand Swords flashed and penetrated into his body, blending into one with him.

As the formation hub of the entire formation, the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Certificate left the altar, and the entire formation also stopped operating.

The heat of the red sea of ​​fire below the hanging altar subsided, the flames went out, and gradually turned into a violently surging cloud. The red light curtain in the sky above also sounded "bang" and turned into a red crystal light, dissipating.

The golden shadows in the sky dissipated, and all the flying swords attracted by the magic circle did not fall back to the sword sea. They just dissipated the form of the sword dragon, and were still pulled by an invisible force, and they just floated in the void without moving.

The black waterfall in the sky was originally a fantasy created by Han Li with the magical power of "Fayan and Earth". At this moment, the whole world returned to peace.

Without the blockage of flying swords and the invasion of fire dragons, Han Li rushed upwards, and after a few flashes, he fell into the altar of the hanging air.

He glanced over and saw Xiongshan's body covered with a layer of black scales. There was a layer of dense blood rays surrounding him, and his breath also changed.

Those blood lights are not other things, but wisps of sword energy that are extremely pure and condensed into substance. They are extremely sharp and cut the void around them into pieces. Even the golden ripples of Han Li's True Word Treasure Wheel cannot penetrate into them.

"You are such a precious sword cultivator, and you do such a poor use. Don't you feel that it's wasteful?" Han Li shook his head gently and said with regret.

"It's okay, it's just consuming part of the eternal sword energy stored in it. As long as you can kill you, it's not a loss." Xiong Shan said, walking forward, stretching his hand, and five fingers split and folding, holding the golden sword floating in the center of the altar.

When the flying sword was started, the red dark patterns on the black armor around it suddenly lit up, and the blurred blood light surrounding him immediately spread down, wrapping his natal flying sword.

Xiong Shan's cultivation fluctuations are still in the late stage of the True Immortality, but his aura is completely different. He stands there without any offensive, but he is like a rare magic weapon in the world, showing his sharpness.

Seeing this, Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, but they immediately returned to normal.

"Actually, I still have something unknown. Why did you control my Thousand-Feng Spirit Gathering Sword Formation? Could it be that you are also the descendant of the Wusheng Sword Sect?" Xiong Shan did not rush to take action after taking advantage of the momentum, but asked slowly.

"Didn't Wusheng Sword Sect disappear a million years ago? How could there be any descendants of the sidelines?" Han Li raised his eyebrows slightly and said in confusion.

"So, you are not...but it's okay, you deserve to fight me." Xiong Shan sighed with regret.

After saying that, his toes fell on the ground, and his body rushed away, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Han Li straight at him.

Han Li's eyes flashed, his body floated up, and he retreated to the edge of the altar without stopping. He took a little railing on his toes and continued to retreat backwards.

I saw a dark red light flashing on Xiongshan’s long sword, and a blood-colored sword light suddenly burst out from the tip of the sword, instantly piercing through the void a hundred feet away, and then it was blocked by the golden ripples released by the Truth Wheel, and the castration slowed down.

Han Li took advantage of the opportunity to sway and swept back several feet again before stopping.

He looked at the blood-colored sword light that was gradually dissipating with lingering fear. If he hadn't opened the distance in time, the speed of the sword's flying would definitely be enough to offset the slowing effect of the Truth Word Wheel and pierce his chest.

"It would be great if all the time Taoist patterns were still there..."

After thinking about it, Han Li rushed down and flew towards the countless flying swords hovering in the air.

As a result, before his figure reached the next to the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, a sharp sword energy suddenly came from behind, causing a chill on his back.

He quickly reversed the True Word Treasure Wheel, and his body tilted to the right in the void, avoiding the sword light.

There was only a "whoosh" sound.

The blood-red sword light shot past him and pierced into the dense flying sword formation. After a crisp and sharp sound, dozens of flying swords were stabbed by the sword light and cracked into pieces.

Han Li took this opportunity and flashed his body and finally arrived next to the seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords.

He poked out his palm, grabbed one of them, and pulled it out hard, but was surprised to find that the flying sword was imprisoned by a powerful force and it was not moving at all.

Just as he was surprised, a figure flashed behind him, but Xiong Shan had already chased him, so he raised his hand and waved his sword and slashed him hard.

Han Li ignored the changes behind him, and only clamped the hilt of the sword with his palm. With a thought, he separated a wisp of spiritual thought and injected it into the sword body.

The sword body in his hand suddenly trembled, and a crisp sound of sword sound was made, as if he had felt the mental connection with Han Li again, and seemed extremely happy.

At the same time, a long sword wrapped in blood-colored sword light also slashed towards the back of his neck.

On the Truth Wheel behind him, there were only a dozen balls of time-trace lights that were left, and the golden ripples blooming from them condensed a little, protecting him and Han Li.

However, facing the long sword wrapped in eternal sword energy, the slowing effect of the Zhenyan Treasure Wheel was greatly reduced, and it only slightly delayed the speed of the sword's edge falling, which was not enough to allow Han Li to avoid it.

At the critical moment, a black light flashed and turned into a huge black treasure wheel, blocking Xiongshan's sword edge like a shield.

Only a sharp sound of "clang" was heard!

Xiongshan's long sword broke through the black light outside the heavy water true wheel and slashed directly on the wheel body.

The heavy water true wheel trembled violently, and the large black light gathered on it was shattered into pieces by the dark red sword light shot out from the sword body, and a very deep sword mark appeared on the surface.

Han Li's mind was connected with the Chongshui True Wheel, so he naturally felt the power of the sword and his mind was shocked.

He pulled out the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, and blue light flashed in his eyes, and a sharp stinging pain came from his mind. Seventy-one divine thoughts separated at the same time, connecting with the remaining flying swords.

At this time, Xiong Shan had already swung around the Chongshui True Wheel, flashed to Han Li's right, and swept out at him with a sword.

This time, Han Li did not dodge any more, but took the initiative to meet him, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his hand also slashed towards Xiongshan.

The two sword edges intersected vertically, and a vague dark red sword light first exploded from Xiong Shan's natal flying sword, and then a golden light burst out from the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword.

The dark red sword light almost flew over Han Li's sleeves. The sleeves on his sword hand were broken, and even Han Li's arms were marked with extremely deep marks.

Fortunately, the true film on Han Li's body was not cut, so he was not injured.

However, the sword energy attached to the sword light was extremely penetrating. When it passed through Han Li's arm, it seemed like a bone scraping, making his eyebrows jump.

Han Li endured the huge pain and made another move forward with his other hand. The heavy water wheel behind him immediately shrank to the size of a round shield, roared and rotated, and crashed towards Xiongshan.

A black armored light flashed on Xiong Shan's arm. He had just dispelled the evil-proof divine thunder released by the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, and then quickly raised his arm to press against the sword body of the long sword and blocked it in front of him.

The heavy water true wheel hit Xiongshan's long sword, and it flew continuously, causing Xiongshan's body to tremble and retreated dozens of feet away.

"Sharp"

A sharp and harsh sound kept coming from the heavy water wheel.

At the same time, Han Li suddenly had his eyes condensed, he pinched a sword technique with one hand, and pointed it forward.

"disease"

With a command from him, the remaining seventy-one green bamboo bee cloud swords in the sword formation made a crisp and pleasant sound of sword sounds one after another, and flew out with the flying sword in Han Li's hand, dripping a blue arc of light in the air, and shooting towards Xiongshan at the same time.

As the flying sword swept quickly, countless blue sword lights appeared interlaced and emerged horizontally, gathered in mid-air, turning into a giant ball of light with green light.

As we approached Xiongshan, a loud dragon roar suddenly came from the blue light ball, resounding throughout the sky.

With a roar, the giant ball of light shattered, and a green green dragon pounced out with its teeth and claws, swallowing Xiongshan in with a wide mouth.

Seeing this, Han Li reversed the True Word Treasure Wheel at the same time, recalling the Chongshui True Wheel with one hand, and his body flashed and caught up with him.

At this time, his speed was much faster than that of the Qingpan Sword Formation. When he chased to the dragon's head, he looked closely and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Xiong Shan stood calmly in the dragon's mouth, and was nailed tightly by hundreds of dense sword lights outside his body. The black armored red light flashed frequently, and he did not suffer any damage at all.
Chapter completed!