"Huh?"
A hoarse voice suddenly sounded. The owner of this voice was a young monk.
other side.
Han Yi, who took one step with Light Boundary's magical power, did not stop, but took another step forward.
But this time, he felt a huge boost. The teleportation distance that was supposed to be one mile forward was only 700 meters.
Han Yi waved his hand, and the robe on his body suddenly lit up with light. Gold, silver, black, copper and blue, the five-color light flashed slightly, but then disappeared into the surrounding void and disappeared.
Under the five-color sword light, there is also a hint of green and black aura that is not easy to detect.
When he sensed the murderous intention, he took two steps in a row. When he was blocked, he instantly used Ruins-End Sword Formation. Although this sword formation was an offensive and killing formation, it also had extremely strong defensive power.
Moreover, Green Duckweed Sword, hidden within Ruins-End Sword Formation, also acts as a secret weapon and may be activated at any time.
This is the risk-avoiding instinct he has developed in countless crises over the past hundred years of practice.
Next.
He turned around and looked around, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a spiritual treasure appeared in his hand, Soul-Slaying Bell.
For him at this moment, Ruins-End Sword Formation and Green Duckweed Sword are enough to kill at the physical level. Although Profound Yellow Taiji Disc is a mid-level spiritual treasure, it has no attack and only has auxiliary functions.
Therefore, in addition to Ruins-End Sword Formation, the strongest method is naturally the soul attack. In addition, he practices Alchemy to feed the soul and raise the soul to the peak of Nascent Soul. Now Soul-Slaying Bell is definitely a big killer in his hands.
now.
He found that the place he was in was an independent space surrounded by rich spiritual light. He was standing on the edge of the independent space. The second step he had just taken with Light Boundary magical power was blocked by the spiritual light and had to stop.
To be more precise, this independent space should be a space cut out by the formation. In other words, after turning into the alley just now, he stepped directly into a formation.
"Fifth level formation."
"Two-Yi Mystic Light Formation."
Han Yi's face became solemn. He knew this formation. In the Profound Repository Palace, he had read countless formation-related books Jade Butterfly. At this time, he only needed a moment's judgment to understand what kind of formation this was.
But it was precisely because he knew the origin of this formation that Han Yi looked solemn, because this formation has two states according to the different eyes of the formation.
One is the fog state, which belongs to the formation of level 4 and below, which can trap people in a foggy space.
The other one is the state of the spirit world, which is a true fifth-level formation that can divide space and form a world of its own in a short period of time. Although this world is far inferior to the real world, it can also isolate it from any detection and withstand attacks from god-level monks.
Looking at it at this moment, this Two-Yi Mystic Light Formation should be in the second state, that is, the fifth-level formation, the spiritual world state.
And in the center of the formation, there was a figure looking towards him, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, but also a hint of uneasiness.
This person is clearly Yuan Qinghong who has a grudge against Han Yi.
At this moment, Yuan Qinghong's heart skipped a beat, and anxiety emerged, because Han Yi's reaction was too fast, faster than all his predictions.
To the right behind Yuan Qinghong, more than 200 meters away, there was a middle-aged monk who was holding a giant hammer high in his hand, but he did not activate it because the target monk who stepped into the formation escaped Chu Zhi's nearly sneak attack sword, and in an instant, he had reached the other side of the formation.
He turned around suddenly, the grin still on his face, but his eyes were extremely solemn.
This middle-aged monk's name is Wang Xijin, and he is one of the two monks Yuan Qinghong paid a high price to hire to kill people.
It is about two hundred meters to the left behind Yuan Qinghong.
A young monk turned around faster than him and looked at Han Yi, who was on the other side of the formation. The "Hey" just now was made by him.
This young man looks like Chu Zhi who has practiced body training techniques and exchanged the permanent appearance of a young man for powerful combat power.
Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and a flash of sword light turned back from behind him and floated above his head, revealing a gilded long sword. The sword exuded a noble aura, like an emperor.
After Han Yi turned around, what he saw were three monks who turned around and looked with clear murderous intent. He just glanced at Yuan Qinghong, then moved his eyes away and landed on the young man who had just drawn his sword and gave him the strongest sense of crisis, that is, Chu Zhi.
"Later stage of Nascent Soul."
"No, it's not just that. This young monk gives me the feeling that he is more dangerous than the late Nascent Soul stage."
"Hiding your strength?"
Han Yi glanced at the middle-aged man holding the heavy hammer, his eyes unchanged. This man was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which did not give Han Yi a strong sense of crisis. It was even weaker than Yuan Qinghong.
Then, it fell on Yuan Qinghong again, his eyes focused, and the next moment, he launched an attack.
Only half a breath passed from the moment he noticed something strange in the aura around him to when Light Boundary stepped forward, turned around after being blocked, recognized Two-Yi Mystic Light Formation, then glanced at the three of them, recognized Yuan Qinghong, and went straight to attack without saying a word.
"Kill!"
With a slight drink, Han Yi was shaken heavily, and divine thoughts surged to bless this divine soul treasure.
The strange thing is that no sound came out after this shake, but in the dead silence, there was a wave spreading, with Han Yi as the center, forming a fan shape and rushing forward.
It's not over yet.
With his current level of cultivation, this low-level Soul-Slaying Bell is already fully capable of commanding him. After shaking it hard, he suddenly lifted it up, then swung it down again, and the second wave came out almost immediately.
Then, the third, fourth...
After nine attacks, Han Yi put Soul-Slaying Bell into Qiankun Ring. This Soul-Slaying Bell is used to "wash the floor", which is really convenient. In any case, if you blast him first, damn it, he will basically die, and the rest are just hard bones.
Put away Soul-Slaying Bell, Han Yi and then tap it gently. When the consciousness surges, Ruins-End Sword Formation, hidden around the body, spurts out five-color aura and flies forward.
When Han Yi rang the bell, the three people in the formation space reacted at the same time and launched attacks at the same time.
Everyone was already Nascent Soul, having lived for hundreds of years, and their fighting skills were already extremely strong. They could set up formations, cut off space, and kill people. Although the target was more vigilant than they expected, they naturally didn't waste any time talking about what to do next.
Yuan Qinghong There was a spirit bead floating in front of him. This spirit bead was the core of the fifth-level formation, implicating the entire fifth-level formation. He grabbed the spirit bead with his right hand, and a ball of illusory mysterious light was caught by him. This mysterious light was naturally the mysterious light in the Liangyi Xuanguang, and was one of the cores of the entire fifth-level formation's power.
This fifth-level formation was borrowed by him at a great cost. Although with his cultivation, he could not exert the power of transforming into gods, it was still infinitely close to transforming into gods, and it was even possible to kill the peak Nascent Soul. This was his greatest confidence.
The mysterious light was nearly empty, and its shape was changing. After Yuan Qinghong grabbed it, he threw it violently. The mysterious light suddenly surged, overwhelming the sky, and rushed towards Han Yi.
But when this mysterious light crossed half the distance, it was attacked by Formlessness. The mysterious light exploded into a torrent, starting from the head, and the scope of the explosion became larger and larger. Until finally, the mysterious light boiled completely. Then, following the wave, a bronze ray of light among the five colors of light spread out. With a brush, this mysterious light that had lost its spirituality was dispersed.
The mysterious light that filled the sky dissipated.
"Mid-grade spiritual treasure?"
Yuan Qinghong, who was in the center of the formation space, stood up suddenly, trembled all over, and his eyes were horrified, but he noticed something. He looked suddenly to the right and rear, and saw a figure. In an instant, his breath disappeared and he fell down.
On the other side, when Han Yi takes out Soul-Slaying Bell.
As soon as the murderous intention appears, it has reached its peak.
Wang Xijin, who was two hundred meters behind and to the right of Yuan Qinghong, was already holding a heavy hammer, slamming it down into the void ahead. The void shook, and a bolt of thunder shot out from under the heavy hammer, heading straight for Han Yi.
Supernatural power, Startling Thunder.
This thunderbolt was supposed to be ready to be activated the moment Han Yi stepped into the formation, as a finishing blow for Chu Zhi's killing sword, but Han Yi was too fast. He just lifted the hammer high, and Han Yi disappeared.
but.
After hitting the void with a hammer, Wang Xijin's face changed wildly. At this moment, he noticed a danger that frightened him.
This danger made him shiver all over, and his rich experience made him yank the hammer back and place it horizontally in front of him. The hammer was so big that it covered his entire body.
But the giant hammer in his hand, with a flash of aura on its surface, exploded in the next moment. The spirituality of this spiritual treasure quickly declined as the aura exploded. Even as the aura dissipated, its spirituality was completely dissipated.
Then, the giant hammer sank suddenly, and the weight of the giant hammer, which had lost its spirituality, returned to the material itself.
But it was so heavy that with Wang Xijin's strength, he could still lift it. However, Wang Xijin, who was behind the giant hammer, trembled suddenly, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was extremely horrified.
At this moment, he already knew what happened.
Han Yi is proficient in divine soul attacks. Didn't Yuan Qinghong say that Han Yi is just a sword cultivator of a fourth-level alchemy master? Why is he still proficient in divine soul attacks?
But he just turned this thought and could no longer have other thoughts, because at the moment when the giant hammer lost all its spirituality and sank suddenly, exposing his figure, the second wave followed closely, drilling into his body, entering her inner space, and landing on his Nascent Soul.
Peng!
The Nascent Soul exploded directly, and when it was about to be reunited in an instant, the third Dao God soul attack followed closely, followed by the fourth, fifth...
Slow down the time scale countless times.
When the murderous intent suddenly arose, Wang Xijin slammed down the hammer, stimulating the light of thunder, and killed Han Yi. Then, he pulled back the giant hammer, and the giant hammer spiritually exploded and sank downwards. Then, his face changed rapidly, and he was horrified, but in an instant, his eyes froze, no longer lustrous, and fell downwards.
In an instant, the soul was destroyed by eight Soul-Slaying Bell attacks and turned into powder. It was already dead and could no longer die.
Wang Xijin, fallen.
When he fell, the Startling Thunder he activated with the Lingbao Heavy Hammer collided with a golden ray of light among the five colors, and was eliminated by Formlessness. The golden light only paused, and then turned to the left.
Chu Zhi, who is on the left rear of Yuan Qinghong, is the only late-stage Nascent Soul within the formation. He is also an unparalleled swordsman, and besides being a swordsman, he is also a body-refining cultivator.
When Han Yi shook Soul-Slaying Bell, nine Dao God soul attacks came rolling in. Although his face was solemn, there was no fear.
He took out something, which was a white stone tablet. The stone tablet was hovering above his head, with auras of light covering his body. Soul-Slaying Bell's nine attacks were all blocked by the auras of light.
But after blocking the attack of nine Dao God souls, nearly half of the originally white stone tablet had turned black, and Chu Zhi took it back.
There was a look of distress on his face. This stone tablet is a special one-time spiritual treasure named Soul-Dispelling Stele. This ecstasy is not that ecstasy. This is a special spiritual treasure that can eliminate the attacks of divine souls. When all Soul-Dispelling Stele turn black, it is the time when this one-time spiritual treasure expires.
Although it is a low-grade spiritual treasure, it can eliminate the attacks of all the soul and secret arts under the transformation of gods. It is one of Chu Zhi's trump cards.
but.
While feeling distressed, the solemn look in his eyes was already filled with a hint of horror.
According to speculation, his Soul-Dispelling Stele can block at least four full-force attacks from monks of his own level.
The soul attack launched by Han Yi just now directly consumed half of Soul-Dispelling Stele's power. Doesn't this mean that Han Yi's soul cultivation greatly surpassed him.
The spiritual soul cultivation level of the peak Nascent Soul?
At the same moment, he Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wang Xijin on the other side, already falling and losing all his breath.
At this moment, the shock on his face expanded rapidly.
But the three swords that followed immediately blocked his thoughts.
Black, silver, blue.
The three-color sword light and sword energy were vaguely integrated into one, rushing towards him.
The gilt-gold sword in his hand was thrust out fiercely. In front of him, densely packed swords appeared. Each handle was gilt-gold. The sword body was exactly the same as the long sword in his hand, as if it was the shadow of the long sword in his hand.
Magical power, sword shadow.
The sword shadow belongs to the sword Dao God, and among the Yuanying supernatural powers, it is considered superior.
But when these densely packed long swords approached the three-color sword weapon heading towards Chu Zhi, they exploded out of control and turned into chaotic sword energy, which was rolled up by the three-color sword weapon and eliminated.
These swords are just sword shadows transformed by magical powers, but within Ruins-End Sword Formation, their true colors are revealed.
"Sword Formation".
Chu Zhi's face changed again and he shouted in a low voice.
Then, in the midst of lightning and flint, he elevated the threat of Han Yi to the ultimate status of a life and death enemy, and decided not to hold it back any longer. His body shook, and golden light radiated from his body.
His aura continued to rise. In an instant, he climbed from the late Yuanying stage to the peak Yuanying stage. A power that was so terrifying that even the formation space could not withstand it spread outward from his body.
The golden sword in his hand was also put away by him.
With the body of a young man, the space is vaguely unable to bear it.
Chu Zhi laughed ferociously, and bumped forward, directly crashing through the space, punching out, and colliding with the tip of Silver Sparrow Sword's sword that swept in front of him.
Peng.
Silver Sparrow Sword flew back, and Chu Zhi's fist was also cut open with blood, but no blood flowed out. This sword wound was quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually only a white scratch remained. In the end, even the white scratch disappeared.
The physical body is so strong and terrifying.
However, after Silver Sparrow Sword, Void Severing Sword and Giant Whale Sword were already present. Chu Zhi was in the spiritual light space, with golden light blooming all over his body. He punched out again, knocking away the two spiritual swords.
But just when he collapsed and flew Giant Whale Sword.
On his side, the fourth sword, Chasing Light Sword, which was originally intended to kill Wang Xijin, drew an arc, like golden light, directly penetrating Chu Zhi's body from the abdomen, leaving a bloody wound.
Chu Zhi's face remained unchanged, and the flesh and blood in his abdomen squirmed, blocking the wound instantly.
But in my heart, I was already a little discouraged.
He practiced the same secret method of body refining as Han Yi, the ancient gods. After practicing to the extreme, his body was like the ancient gods, and he was immortal.
He was originally confident that if he released his true form, he could kill Han Yi.
But in the fight that lasted less than two breaths, his thoughts had already been shaken.
This kind of wavering does not mean that he is not confident, but Han Yi's performance in these two short breaths has made his positioning of Han Yi's strength constantly refreshing.
At this moment, after he pounced on himself, he was facing a mysterious sword array, and under the storm-like killing of many spiritual swords, and possibly other methods that Han Yi had not yet shown, the possibility of successfully killing Han Yi had dropped rapidly.
In addition, Yuan Qinghong is the one who suffered the most, and he only promised to take action after receiving huge benefits. Now Han Yi is much more powerful than originally believed, and the difficulty of the mission has increased. He also needs to re-evaluate this mission.
Just at this time.
He glanced at Yuan Qinghong in the center of the formation space and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his next action.
Yuan Qinghong is in the center of the formation space.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, when his thoughts were beating, he once again grabbed the spirit bead in front of him. Although there was hatred in his eyes, what was more, was unspeakable fear.
powerful.
Too strong.
He fell into a trap and was trapped in the formation, but he was able to fight one against three. He even killed Wang Xijin first, and forced Chu Zhi to use his true body. Han Yi's skills were so powerful that he felt chills all over his body.
Divine powers such as body skills, soul skills, sword formations, and middle-grade spiritual swords within the sword formations.
Every one of them was beyond his expectation.
Therefore, after a brief collision, especially when Han Yi's spiritual light was unable to do anything, Chu Zhi, who transformed into a body-refined body and possessed peak Nascent Soul combat power, was also blocked by the mysterious sword formation.
Yuan Qinghong is certain. Even if Han Yi is trapped in this fifth-level formation, without the power of the god-level, it is impossible to kill this mortal enemy.
And he is not a god, nor is he at the peak of Nascent Soul. He cannot fully mobilize the power of the fifth-level formation, so he absolutely cannot kill Han Yi. As for Chu Zhi, he has the secret method of body refining. Although he has the peak Nascent Soul combat power, he can't kill Han Yi even if he can protect himself at most.
On the contrary, here, if I am not careful, I am very likely to fall here.
Yuan Qinghong I don't know why in just twenty years, this Han Yi has a terrifying sword array. With the sword array added, he actually has the combat power of the peak Nascent Soul. It is really terrifying.
But there was no time for him to think too much at this moment. With his thoughts firmly in mind, he threw the second ball of mysterious light forward. However, this time the mysterious light did not spread, but collided with the bronze sword that had radiated the first mysterious light.
The aura of the bronze sword greatly exceeded that of a low-grade spiritual treasure, reaching the level of a mid-grade spiritual treasure.
Xuan Guang carries the strongest power that Yuan Qinghong can inspire in the formation, but it can only compete with this ancient bronze sword.
Sure enough.
Block the middle-grade spiritual sword.
Yuan Qinghong's hand rose and fell again, but instead of grabbing Xuan Guang, he slapped it hard.
This time.
The aura that formed the formation space shone brightly and suddenly spread out. Beyond the aura, there was an alley, exactly where Han Yi turned into just now.
At this moment, Han Yi's body has suddenly reached the middle of the alley. Not far from the entrance of the alley, Yuan Qinghong has a spirit bead suspended in front of him. He flashes slightly, grabs the spirit bead, and is about to escape.
But the next moment.
A flash of blue-black sword light hidden under the ancient bronze sword came into view.
He was suddenly horrified, and just as he was about to scream, he was pierced by the sword light.
Han Yi was in the middle of the alley. When the surrounding spiritual light dissipated, his spiritual consciousness surged and landed on Green Duckweed Sword.
But this time, he did not increase the speed to make Green Duckweed Sword kill people, but tried his best to prevent Green Duckweed Sword from plundering out.
But Green Duckweed Sword, when he launched the sword formation just now, was already hidden in the shadow of Calamity-Suppressing Sword. When Calamity-Suppressing Sword was contending with Xuan Guang, Green Duckweed Sword suddenly exploded, and its speed was extremely fast. Green Duckweed Sword was not far away from Yuan Qinghong, only a few hundred meters away.
This distance made Han Yi's consciousness unable to stop the sword light.
then.
The light of the sword passed by, and the habitual God-Slayer attached to it, already piercing Yuan Qinghong's eyebrows.
"It's broken."
Han Yi's heart skipped a beat.
He is familiar with the rules of Immortal Estate. In the Immortal Market Palace, monks are strictly prohibited from fighting. Even if there are formal reasons, they must be reported to the Righteous Law Immortal Palace and the immortal envoy will make a decision.
In the formation space, there is no problem in killing the monk holding the heavy hammer. Strictly speaking, that space is a small space cut out and cannot trigger the Immortal Estate rules. However, if you are in the Immortal Market Palace, if you kill someone, it will immediately trigger the Immortal Estate rules and attract the immortal envoys.
A thought came to mind.
Green Duckweed Sword, who killed Yuan Qinghong, and Ruins-End Sword Formation, who had dispersed, were retracted in an instant. Then, without a trace of hesitation, not even using the formation eyes of the fifth-level formation, Han Yi turned around and prepared to escape.
other side.
Chu Zhi watched Han Yi kill Yuan Qinghong, with a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
How dare?
How dare he?
Doesn't he know the Immortal Estate rules?
Or is he such a reckless person?
But at this moment, he also had no time to escape. He was horrified to find that a force of energy appeared from the fairy palace deep in the Immortal Market Palace and spread to this place instantly.
Then, a cold snort sounded, which shocked his soul. He could no longer maintain his true body and returned to the late stage state of Nascent Soul.
"Bold."
"In the Immortal Market Palace, you dare to fight privately, but do you think that I, Immortal Estate, is in your eyes?"
"Hmm? Still two Immortal Estate monks."
"Hmph!"
When the sound sounded, Han Yi, who had just put away the Spiritual Sword Formation and was about to turn around and run away, suddenly became aware of the surrounding space, which was completely frozen. His figure stopped in mid-air, motionless, and only his mind could function.
at the same time.
A terrifying energy shrouded him, and he had seen this energy in Azure Mystic Daoist Grounds's Xing Hen Xuanxian.
Han Yi's face changed drastically.
"Xuanxian."
(End of chapter)