The appearance of the middle-aged Confucian scholar was completely unfamiliar to Han Yi, and he confirmed that he had never seen him before.
At the time of Heavenfall City, if he was the same as Tao Shouhua at that time, he would have turned around and found out that it was this middle-aged Confucian monk who killed Lu Su.
"Senior Brother Shi, he was the one who killed Kang Feiyang and Huang Tao at Heavenfall City. This man is very strong, so you need to be careful."
The first young man's eyes fell on Han Yi, his face was solemn, and the magic power around him was already gathering momentum, and he was solemn to the extreme.
"Oh, Heavenfall City was able to kill two seventh-level people, and now he has killed Junior Brother Zhou. It seems that it does take a lot of effort."
The middle-aged elegant monk named Shi Heng looked at Han Yi. Although he said casual words such as "It takes a lot of effort", he was already very energetic in his heart.
The words just fell.
Without any call, he suddenly moved.
The extremely fast figure, like a flash of lightning, crossed ten meters and was less than three meters away from Han Yi. The silver folding fan in his hand was swung forward.
The folding fan rotates, and a ring of silver brilliance is shed. The brilliance covers the thin moonlight. It looks beautiful, but in fact it contains a fatal crisis.
Han Yi sensed a hint of danger. This middle-aged man was very strong, very strong. He was not comparable to the Qi Refining Layer 8 monk he had just killed. He was not an ordinary Qi Refining Layer 8, but the top eighth-level monk.
He jumped back, and Light Body Art pulled him back ten meters in an instant and moved him three meters sideways.
brush!
The silver brilliance shone silently, crossing Han Yi's original position, and made a subtle chirping sound ten meters behind his original position.
Han Yi followed the sound and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
Breaking, a dozen giant trees with a diameter of five to six meters behind him began to slowly slide down. The silver brilliance that flashed past directly cut off a dozen giant trees at the waist, and only made a very subtle sound.
Han Yi turned his head to look at the silver folding fan suspended in mid-air, and couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart.
This magical instrument is definitely a high-grade magical instrument, and it is the most top-notch high-grade magical instrument.
"Huh?"
The middle-aged elegant monk seemed surprised that Han Yi could escape his sudden attack. Although his face was calm, his heart was more solemn.
"Kill." He moved his hands and floated the rotating Silver-Scaled Fan in front of him. It suddenly changed. The original fan was only a semicircle when it was opened, but this time, it was opened directly outwards and completely stretched into a circle. The fan blades were flattened and the folding fan turned into a silver disc.
A top-grade magic weapon, the second form of Silver-Scaled Fan.
"Go!!"
The disk suddenly disappeared, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of Han Yi. His expression did not change. He had been prepared when he moved sideways and saw clearly the power of this magical weapon.
A flame shield opened instantly.
Peng!
The flames dispersed, the shield shattered, and the disc was stunned.
Han Yi's expression remained unchanged. He pressed his index finger, middle finger and ring finger on his thumb. He turned sideways and three Dao Spirit lights suddenly appeared. They suddenly crossed a distance of four meters and collided with another magic weapon. This magic weapon was no stranger to him. It was a Blood-colored Long Banner-shaped magic weapon, Blood Soul Banner.
Peng, Peng, Peng!
Spirit Void Finger exploded one after another, directly destroying half of the Mid-grade Magic Artifact and throwing it away.
Three meters behind the magic weapon, another figure appeared, that was the monk Han Yi had let go in Heavenfall City.
The monk's face changed drastically, he caught Blood Soul Banner with a look of pain on his face, and he stepped away.
He also instantly realized that this battle was not something he could interfere with.
And Han Yi has not forgotten that the enemy here is not only the middle-aged Confucian scholar, but also another Qi Refining Layer 8.
However, this Qi Refining Layer 8 monk has only entered the eighth level for the first time and does not pose any threat to Han Yi at this moment.
After Han Yi threw three Spirit Void Finger sideways, he stopped paying attention and quickly turned around.
now.
The broken Fire Shield Technique has not been completely dispersed, and the beaten disk has encountered a resistance and has not been able to be driven again.
And what he was waiting for was this moment of stagnation.
It's his turn.
Zheng!
Two daggers suddenly appeared on the left and right sides.
The shape of the dagger this time is different from before. The dagger vibrates slightly, and there is a light red halo on its surface.
Separation Fire Sword Art.
Use Sword Control Technique to control Wind Demon Dagger, cast Separation Fire Sword Art, and add the dagger's own wind attribute.
This blow.
Almost half of his full strength.
"Go!!" Han Yi shouted softly, and moved his two fingers together, from top to bottom, in a vertical stroke.
The expression of the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was more than ten meters away suddenly changed.
He was aware of the power of Silver-Scaled Fan. The first blow was dodged. After changing into the second form, the second blow was blocked. This was unexpected by him.
When Han Yi's two daggers, like two streams of light, appeared, they were already within three meters. His whole body was covered with chills. Without thinking, his mana surged out and condensed a wall of light in front of him.
Defensive spell, Light Wall Technique.
While condensing the wall of light, he flipped over his other hand, and two spiritual talismans appeared in his hand, which he slapped on his body without hesitation.
Two cyan rays of light flickered out from the spiritual talisman and spread instantly, forming an oval-shaped shield. Above the shield, cyan flashed rapidly.
First-order high-grade spiritual talisman, Body Protection Talisman, and there are two of them.
If you are inexperienced, facing the attack of Han Yi, you will only want to take one step at a time.
But the middle-aged Confucian scholar had so much fighting experience that he understood in an instant that the power of Han Yi's move must be as terrifying as a killer. Without hesitation, he used his magic power to condense the defensive light wall, and in an instant, he consumed two first-level high-grade spiritual talismans at any cost, in order to be foolproof.
If you die, the magic talisman will only benefit the opponent, so the most important thing in the fight is to ensure that you survive, not anything else.
pity.
He still underestimated the power of Han Yi's two daggers, and even more underestimated Han Yi's experience.
call out!
The two daggers did not move side by side, but one behind the other, forming a connection, using the method of breaking the face with one point.
Peng.
The wall of light shattered instantly, unable to stop it for even a moment.
puff!
Like the sound of a sharp blade piercing a cloth bag, the cyan mask formed by the first Body Protection Talisman shattered instantly. The first dagger only paused slightly, and the light red halo on it dissipated half.
Next.
The dagger pierced the second cyan light shield, and finally fell due to exhaustion.
However, the speed of the second dagger that followed suddenly increased. After passing through the second light barrier, it flashed past and penetrated the middle-aged monk who was avoiding it but had not yet completely moved his body.
boom!!
His right arm exploded at shoulder level.
The middle-aged monk's expression changed drastically. In an instant, the third Dao Spirit talisman appeared in his hand, and he was about to slap it on the broken arm.
Just then.
A Black Light suddenly hit his eyes.
"What?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar was suddenly startled, but he did not stop patting his arm.
(End of chapter)