When the middle-aged Spirit Emperor saw Han Yi moving at high speed, the corner of his mouth curled up with a trace of disdain. The Spirit Emperor's body was activated to the extreme, and the golden light of the spirit pattern was flowing, dazzlingly bright.
"Sword Step."
His soul power was completely locked on Han Yi, and he stepped out in the sky, suddenly turning into a golden sword light, suddenly appearing behind Han Yi, raising his hand and sending out a moon-shaped blade light.
However, the silver-white blade light, which was several meters in size, actually made Han Yi feel a strong crisis, like a thorn in his back.
"Evil spirit turns into soldiers."
Han Yi did not dare to be careless and directly activated the most incredible magical power of Kui Long Jue. Endless evil energy surged out of his body and condensed into a three-foot-thick black shield in the blink of an eye. However, under the silver-white blade light,
Under the slashing blow, the black giant shield only lasted for a moment before being completely penetrated.
With a bang, the silver-white blade struck Han Yi's back and flew him away.
"puff."
Han Yi obviously didn't expect the power of this white blade to be so terrifying. Not only did it split open the three-foot-thick shield condensed with evil energy, it also split open the black armor on his body, and even the inner armor of the purple-colored armor was torn apart.
crack.
On his back, a huge gash ran from his right shoulder to his left waist and abdomen. The armor made of evil energy was completely cut open, and his robe was torn, revealing the purple armor lining. It was also cut open, leaving traces on his body.
There was a wound more than half a meter long.
The strange thing is that not a drop of blood came out of his huge wound. Only many bright red blood threads connected the wound, and then the entire huge wound healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, in just a few breaths.
Completely healed.
Just as Han Yi stabilized his body, a silver-white blade struck from a tricky angle on the left, and a strong sense of crisis exploded in his mind.
"The ultimate spiritual weapon."
Han Yi instantly understood what caused such a powerful and sharp attack. If it were not a top-level spiritual weapon, it would not have been possible to break through three layers of defense and cause damage to him.
The black shield formed by the evil spirit turned into soldiers and the armor formed by the evil spirit turned into armor have defensive power comparable to the top-grade defensive spiritual weapons of the entry-level, and the purple-clear armor is even the middle-grade defensive spiritual armor, but these three layers of defense
But it was easily penetrated by the silver-white blade. Apart from the best spiritual weapons, Han Yi couldn't think of anything else that could do it so easily.
He reacted quickly, and the dragon wings moved him sideways. The silver-white blade passed by him, leaving neat and smooth cuts on the black armor. The sharp breath made Han Yi's hair count down.
If he had been slower for a moment, this blade might have cut off his left arm directly.
"Boy Han, it seems that you have met your opponent this time, and you have been suppressed to the point where you can't even fight back." Zhao Tianji's gloating voice sounded in his mind.
"Hmph, be careful I sacrifice the Xuan Shui Pearl to make a shield."
"Absolutely not, absolutely not," Zhao Tianji said immediately.
"Senior Zhao, didn't you say that the Mysterious Water Bead was a top-grade spiritual weapon? That guy's hand is also a top-grade spiritual weapon. How can you resist his attack without using the Mysterious Water Bead."
Han Yi's soul power covered the surrounding sky. While capturing the figure of the middle-aged Spirit Emperor, he was chatting with Zhao Tianji in his mind. He didn't seem to be worried at all.
"Haha, but this guy's physical and spiritual skills are really good. Even I can't see through it."
"Senior Zhao, you are scared."
"Bullshit, after you die with only a remnant of your soul left, I'll see if you can give in or not." Zhao Tianji was angry. "If I were still alive, a guy like me who couldn't even condense the eyes of his soul would be able to see me in just a few breaths.
With enough time, you can beat him until he has teeth all over the floor."
"The eye of the soul is the same thing as the eye of the spirit?" Han Yi frowned.
"I'll tell you after you kill this guy." The voice in his mind fell silent. Han Yi curled his lips and all his soul power surged out, locking the figure of the middle-aged Spirit Emperor in an instant.
The flying spiritual weapon and movement spiritual skills were activated at the same time. Han Yi's figure was divided into three and flew out in different directions. After performing the sword step, the middle-aged Spirit Emperor's figure was erratic in the air, and every time he appeared,
Completely different directions, no rules to follow.
Seeing Han Yi split into three, the middle-aged Spirit Emperor raised his eyebrows, sneered disdainfully, stepped out, and turned into a golden sword light that flashed away.
An instant later, he appeared behind Han Yi. With a wave of his hand, a silvery-white blade burst out and struck down from Han Yi's head at lightning speed. Han Yi didn't even have time to resist or react.
In response, it was split in half by the blade, disintegrated into a white light and disappeared.
"Clone."
The middle-aged Spirit Emperor was not surprised, and chased the other Han Yi with a flash of golden light on his body. Han Yi had been alert for a long time, and a big bow appeared in his hand without knowing it, and it was equipped with green-gold feather arrows.
The bow was like a full moon, and with a hiss the arrow turned into a green-gold rainbow and shot out, aiming at the middle-aged Spirit Emperor who was moving with sword steps.
"Hey, it's actually able to lock my body shape. It's so powerful."
The middle-aged Spirit Emperor was slightly surprised. He raised his hand and fired out a silver-white blade of more than a hundred meters in size, which struck the arrow. With a loud bang, the arrow was split in half by the blade and exploded.
Before the middle-aged Spirit Emperor could make a move, arrows pierced the sky one after another, and a total of nine arrows were locked on his body, bringing a sense of crisis that could not be ignored.
"They are all one-time consumption of spiritual weapons, but the power is still a bit lacking. It can be used against ordinary Spirit Emperor monks, but in front of this emperor, it is not worth mentioning."
He raised his hand to reveal a moon-shaped dagger in his hand. It had a simple shape and exuded an indescribable ancient aura. The dagger was engraved with countless tiny silver runes.
"Dragon Tooth Blade, Flying Dragon."
The moon-shaped dagger named Dragon Tooth Blade suddenly swung, and a white dragon flew out and circled in the air. The nine wind arrows inspired by Han Yi collided with the white dragon, and they were in a stalemate with each other, but only for half a breath.
Then the arrow was broken by the dragon shape and exploded.
"Ancient spiritual weapon." Somewhere in the sky, Han Yi, who had hidden his figure with black water beads, saw the appearance of the dragon tooth blade and exclaimed.
"No wonder this spiritual weapon can't feel the breath of the weapon spirit, but it can exert such heaven-defying power. It broke through my three layers of defense in one blow and even injured my body."
"I wonder who is more powerful compared to the ancient spiritual weapon spear in my hand or this dragon tooth blade?"
Thinking of this, Han Yi turned his hand and took out the red-gold spear from the space ring. He seemed to feel the existence of another ancient spiritual weapon. The runes around the red-gold spear unconsciously gave out a strong sound.
The golden light and the hot flame breath made Han Yi feel a little hot.
"As expected of an ancient spiritual weapon, it has already emitted power fluctuations that are comparable to the Demon Bone Spiritual Sword even before it is stimulated by spiritual power. It is incredible."
Huh, a silvery-white blade slashed Han Yi's other clone apart, and the spiritual weapon bow was pocketed by the middle-aged Spirit Emperor.
Han Yi stayed where he was and used all his strength to activate the Mysterious Water Beads. He wanted to see if the power of the phantom light talisman could hide the soul power perception of the monks of the Queen of Spirits.
The huge soul power of the middle-aged Spirit Emperor swept across the sky inch by inch, and he didn't even notice Han Yi's aura within a radius of hundreds of miles.
"Did this guy escape?" the middle-aged Spirit Emperor couldn't help but think. He turned to look at the sky on the other side. Wu Youran was suppressing the other three Spirit Queen monks with almost absolute power. The top-grade spiritual weapon in her hand
Every time it flapped, a black firebird flew out. No matter what kind of attacks the three spiritual queens launched, they would be instantly defeated.
The three Spiritual Empress Stage monks were almost walking on thin ice. If Wu Youran's cultivation was not insufficient to fully unleash the power of the best spiritual weapons, the three Spiritual Queen Stage monks would have been dead by now.
"The best spiritual weapon." The middle-aged Spirit Emperor looked at the black feather fan in Wu Youran's hand with greed in his eyes, but he did not act rashly. He was still not sure about Han Yi's movements. Did he leave here?
Or lurking on one side?
A sense of crisis suddenly hit his mind. When the middle-aged Spirit Emperor looked at the feather fan in Wu Youran's hand, he relaxed his vigilance for a moment. Han Yi quietly touched his behind and launched an attack.
But the middle-aged Spirit Emperor still reacted in an instant. The dragon tooth blade slashed behind him, spiritual power surged into it, and a dragon's roar could be faintly heard. The middle-aged Spirit Emperor sneered, and the dragon tooth blade emitted a dragon roar that could
It will cause soul impact on all monks whose cultivation level is lower than your own, and then kill them with one blow.
Just when the middle-aged Spirit Emperor felt that Han Yi was certain to die, Han Yi was not affected by the dragon's roar in any way. The red-gold spear in his hand collided with the dragon tooth blade with a blazing red-gold light.
Boom... The silver-white and red-gold light suddenly spread out, like a huge aperture emerging in the sky. The fierce collision of spiritual powers produced a strong shock wave, and both the middle-aged Spirit Emperor and Han Yi were shocked.
Exit.
"Ancient spiritual weapon."
The middle-aged Spirit Emperor exclaimed in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it.
"You actually have an ancient spiritual weapon in your hand? Who are you?"
"You accepted the mission to kill me, and now you ask who it is?"
The middle-aged Spirit Emperor's expression was gloomy. He was very aware of the scarcity of ancient spiritual weapons. Even among the top forces in Canglong Continent, there were not necessarily a few ancient spiritual weapons. The ancient spiritual weapon in his hand was still
He had guessed it by chance after experiencing nine deaths in an ancient ruins. Now he had to suspect that Han Yi was a direct descendant of a certain super powerful force.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Sanfeng at the edge of the battlefield, his eyes becoming extremely dangerous.
"Liu Sanfeng, who is this guy? If you don't tell us his details, are you trying to kill me?"
"Brother Hu Yan, why did you say this?" Liu Sanfeng looked puzzled. In his heart, he just wondered why Hu Yanqing's face changed drastically when he saw the spear in Han Yi's hand, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"As the steward of Wanling Pavilion, can't you actually see what this guy is holding?"