Chapter 440 Sword Fight

"Boom..."

Following a series of continuous roaring and loud noises, the red light curtain trembled violently, and waves of water splashed like turbulent waves hitting 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 the heavy water falling on the light curtain, and he could also clearly feel the strong pressure brought by the huge force.

On the crimson light curtain, there are huge depressions formed by the impact of heavy water all over, and the golden dragon pattern on it is flickering wildly. Although it has not been broken, it can't last for too long.

Xiong Shan frowned, and looked up at the Wanjian Iron Coupon floating high in the sky. Suddenly, he made a move with both hands, and the iron coupon flew back and fell into his hands.

He stretched out a finger, the tip of the finger flashed with golden light, and a hole was drawn, from which dark red blood gushed out.

I saw him using his finger as a pen and blood as ink to quickly write on the iron coupon.

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

After the rune was formed, the original golden lines on the iron coupon began to be infected by a layer of red light, and soon turned into a blood-red color, like blood vessels, covering the entire iron coupon.

Xiong Shan held the iron coupon with both hands, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he clasped it to his chest like a breastplate.

I saw red and black rays of light shining from his chest, and the iron coupon of ten thousand swords flashed with light, submerged into his body, and merged with it.

As the pivot of the entire formation, Wan Jian Iron Coupon broke away from the altar, and the entire formation also stopped functioning.

The heat of the crimson sea of ​​flames below the suspended altar faded, the flames extinguished, and gradually turned into a violently surging cloud of fire, and the crimson light curtain in the sky above also made a soft "bang", turning into a piece of red crystal light, and dissipated. open.

The golden light phantom in the sky dissipated completely, but all the flying swords that were attracted by the magic circle did not fall back to the sea of ​​swords, but just dissipated their stegosaurus form, and were still pulled by an invisible force, just motionless suspended in the void.

The black waterfall in the sky was originally an illusion created by Han Li with the magical power of "Fa Yan Tian Di", and it disappeared at this moment, and the whole world returned to peace.

Without the barrier of the flying sword and the intrusion of the fire dragon, Han Li's figure flew straight up, and landed on the suspended altar with a few flashes.

He glanced over, and saw that Xiong Shan was covered by a layer of black scales, and there was a dense blood glow floating around his whole body, and his breath changed accordingly.

Those blood glows are nothing else, but strands of extremely pure and condensed sword energy. They are so fierce that they cut the surrounding void into pieces, and even the golden light ripples of Han Li's mantra treasure wheel cannot penetrate into them.

"Don't you think it's a waste of such a precious sword cultivator to use it so cheaply?" Han Li shook his head lightly, and said with some regret.

"It's okay, it's just consuming part of the eternal sword energy stored in it. As long as it can kill you, it's not a loss." Xiong Shan walked forward while speaking, stretched out one hand, and divided and closed his five fingers. He picked up the golden long sword suspended in the center of the altar.

As soon as the flying sword was in his hands, the red dark lines on the black armor all over his body suddenly lit up, and the blurred blood glow surrounding his body immediately spread down, covering his natal flying sword.

The fluctuation of Xiong Shan's cultivation base is still in the late stage of true immortality, but his aura is completely different. Standing there is not offensive, but it is like a rare fairy weapon in the world, showing its sharpness.

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

"Actually, there is still one thing I don't know. Why did you control my Thousand Fronts Gathering Spirit Sword Formation? Could it be that you are also a descendant of the Wusheng Sword Sect?" After Xiong Shan gained the upper hand, he did not rush to do it. asked slowly.

"Didn't the Wusheng Sword Sect disappear a million years ago? How could there be any descendants?" Han Li raised his brows slightly, wondering.

"So, you're not dead... But it's okay, you are worthy of fighting with me." Xiong Shan sighed regretfully.

After saying that, his toes touched the ground, and his figure rushed away, stabbing Han Li straight with the long sword in his hand.

With a flash in Han Li's eyes, his body floated up, and he retreated to the edge of the altar without stopping. He touched the railing with his toes, and continued to retreat violently.

There was a flash of dark red light on the long sword of Xiongshan, and a blood-colored sword light suddenly shot out from the tip of the sword, piercing through the void of hundreds of feet in an instant, reaching a few feet in front of Han Li's chest, before being released by the treasure wheel of mantra The golden ripples stopped, and the castration slowed down.

Taking advantage of the sway of the fuselage, Han Li swept back a few feet again before stopping.

He watched with lingering fear at the dissipating bloody sword light. If he hadn't opened the distance in time, the speed of the flying sword would definitely be enough to offset the slowing effect of the mantra treasure wheel, piercing his chest .

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

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

As a result, his figure hadn't reached the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, but there was a sudden attack of sword energy from behind, sending a chill down his spine.

He quickly reversed the Mantra Treasure Wheel, leaning to the right in the void, dodging the sword light.

Just listen to "whoosh".

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

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Li finally came to the side of the seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords in a blink of an eye.

He stretched out his palm, grabbed one of the handles, and pulled it out with all his strength, but was surprised to find that the flying sword was imprisoned by a powerful force, and it was completely motionless.

Just as he was surprised, a figure flashed behind him, but Xiong Shan had already chased after him, raised his hand and swung a sword, and slashed at him fiercely.

Han Li didn't care about the changes behind him, he only held the hilt of the sword tightly with his palm, and with a thought, he separated a ray of divine thought and poured it into the sword body.

I saw the blade of the long sword in his hand tremble suddenly, and let out a crisp sword sound, as if he felt the spiritual connection with Han Li again, and he seemed extremely happy.

At the same time, a long sword wrapped in a bloody sword light also fell towards the back of his neck.

On the Mantra Treasure Wheel behind him, the remaining ten or so time dao patterns radiated brilliantly, and the golden ripples that bloomed from them solidified somewhat, protecting Han Li's back.

However, facing the long sword wrapped in eternal sword energy, the deceleration effect of Mantra Treasure Wheel was greatly reduced. It only slightly slowed down the falling speed of the sword edge, which was not enough for Han Li to dodge.

Just at the critical moment, a jet of black light flashed towards him, turning into a huge black treasure wheel, blocking Xiong Shan's sword edge like a shield.

Just listen to the sharp sound of "Zheng"!

Xiong Shan's long sword pierced through the black light outside the heavy water real wheel, and slashed directly on the wheel body.

The heavy water real wheel trembled violently, and the large black light gathered on it was smashed into pieces by the dark red sword glow shot out from the sword body, revealing a rather deep sword mark on the surface.

Han Li's mind was connected to the real wheel of heavy water, so he naturally felt the power of that sword, and his mind was shocked.

He pulled out the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, blue light flickered in his eyes, and a sharp pain came from his mind, and the seventy-one divine thoughts separated at the same time, interacting with the remaining flying swords linked together.

At this time, Xiong Shan had already bypassed the heavy water real wheel in a flash, came to Han Li's right side, and swept his sword out at him.

This time, Han Li didn't dodge to dodge again, but took the initiative to meet him. The Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword in his hand also slashed towards Xiongshan.

The two sword edges intersected vertically and horizontally, and a layer of fuzzy dark red sword light exploded from Xiongshan's natal flying sword first, and then a golden electric light also burst from the green bamboo bee cloud sword.

The dark red sword light flew past Han Li's sleeve almost closely, and the sleeve of the sword-holding hand was instantly shattered, leaving deep marks on Han Li's arm.

Fortunately, the true polarity membrane 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, and when it passed Han Li's arm, it seemed to be scraping the bone, making his eyebrows twitch uncontrollably.

Han Li endured the great pain, and moved forward with the other hand. The heavy water real wheel behind him immediately shrank to the size of a round shield, whizzed and spun, and slammed into Xiongshan.

There was a flash of light from the black armor on Xiong Shan's arm, and he had just dispelled the evil god's thunder released by the Qingzhu Fengyun sword, and then quickly raised his arm against the blade of the long sword, blocking in front of him.

The heavy water real wheel hit Xiong Shan's long sword at once, whirling continuously, hitting Xiong Shan's body trembling, and he retreated more than ten feet.

"clank clank"

A tooth-piercing sharp sound came from under the heavy water real wheel.

At the same time, Han Li's eyes suddenly focused, he drew out a sword formula with one hand, and pointed forward.

"disease"

Following an order from his mouth, the other seventy-one green bamboo bee cloud swords in the sword array made crisp and sweet sword sounds one after another, and flew out together with the flying sword in Han Li's hand, slashing across the air A cyan light arc shot towards Xiongshan at the same time.

In the process of flying swords rushing, countless cyan sword lights emerged interlacedly, criss-crossed, gathered in one place in mid-air, and turned into a giant sphere of blue light.

When approaching Xiongshan Mountain, suddenly there was an incomparably loud dragon chant sound from the cyan ball of light, resounding through the sky.

With a bang, the giant ball of light shattered loudly, and a blue dragon covered in green leaped out with its teeth and claws open, swallowing Xiongshan in its bloody mouth.

Seeing this, Han Li reversed the wheel of mantra at the same time, recalled the wheel of heavy water with one hand, and chased after him in a flash.

Its speed at this time is much faster than that of the Qingpan Sword Formation. When it chased to the position of the dragon's head, it took a closer look, and a look of surprise flashed across its face.

I saw Xiongshan standing in the mouth of the dragon with a calm expression, surrounded by hundreds of dense sword lights, and the black armor and red lights flickering frequently, but he was not hurt at all.