Chapter Forty-Eight: The Divine Light Reappears
Whew, the air on the side made a sharp sound, and white shadows flew in. The old man twisted his body www.biquge.info and blocked with his right hand. Han Yi's whip leg slammed into the old man's forearm, and the terrifying power shot out backwards with the old man's body.
This force is even stronger than before. The old man calmed the surging qi and blood in his body, and his face became even more solemn. That kind of spiritual power strength is rare for a spirit master to be in the middle stage and a double cultivation of the spirit body.
Muttering in his heart, he quickened the operation of his spiritual power, and a faint amber aura appeared between his fingers, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.
"You're finally going to get serious. Han Yi clenched his fists, and his bones exploded.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will send you to hell. The old man let out a low cry and flashed out, the speed was unbelievably fast, and the onlookers couldn't even see his figure, but in a trance, they felt that a vague shadow flashed in front of them.
Everyone was shocked in their hearts, at such a speed, if they fought against them, they were afraid that they would be blocked before they could even draw their swords. The strength of the Half-Step Spirit Sect can be seen.
Han Yi also dodged out, his fist blasting out with terrifying power, the air was extremely compressed, and a sharp sonic boom was emitted.
In the forest, two figures, one large and one small, flickered and clashed, fists and palms collided, amber aura flashed, and a dull bombardment sounded. Han Yi's footsteps moved slightly, and every time he touched the old man, the ground under his feet would directly burst.
The old man's body was smart, like a dragon, with a fierce momentum between his palms, and the dead leaves on the ground flickered high with the old man's figure, and there were violent waves of air in the air.
"It's so strong. Han Yi was secretly shocked, this old man's strength seemed to be much better than the black-clothed assassin at the beginning.
He pushed the glimpses of light to the extreme, and the phantoms in the forest shattered under the old man's palm. His small fist slammed into the old man's wrinkled palm, and the air exploded with a sonic boom that shot out in all directions, falling on the trunks of the giant trees, piercing through the hard bark and flying sawdust.
After another encounter, the old man's figure shot back, his hands slashed in the air, and the surging spiritual power surged out wildly, converging in the palm of his fingers.
"Tiger roars. ”
He let out a loud shout, and with a force under his feet, the earth cracked and dust splattered.
"The tiger descended the mountain. The old man struck out with a palm, and a tiger shadow appeared behind him in a trance, and a half-meter-sized condensed palm print burst towards Han Yi, with a compelling momentum.
Han Yi's face was expressionless, he raised his hand and pulled out the Huoyan Sword he was carrying, the firelight rushed up, Feng Yanjue worked, and the red cyan spiritual power surged out from the spirit yuan in the dantian and poured into the long sword.
The Fengyan Breaking Sword condensed, the lava-like sword light was restrained, but the aura was so strong that it was like a volcano about to erupt.
He slashed, and the air vibrated slightly, making a sound like a cloth tearing. An eight-meter-long red sword shot out, and the dead leaves scattered in the air were ignited one after another, and the sparks flashed out overwhelmingly.
Boom, the sword and palm print collided in the air, and after a short silence, a deafening explosion rose into the sky and resounded through the sky.
The sword and palm prints were frozen in the air, and the two powerful spiritual powers kept colliding, and the scattered spiritual power was turbulent and shot out in all directions. Everywhere I went, it was a mess. The ground cracked, the dust flew up, the giant trees were pierced, leaving scorched black marks, the piles of dead leaves were ignited, and the flames spread rapidly.
After a few blinks of an eye, the stalemate sword and palm prints in the air exploded at the same time, and the impact rumbled and spread, and the waves of air swept by, sweeping away the flames from those dead leaves, and sparks fell one after another.
The crowd of onlookers retreated again, looking terrified. This kind of spiritual power collision is too terrifying, even if they are all strong spirit masters, they also dare not be affected, otherwise they will also be in danger of serious injury.
"Who is that kid? Even if he is physically strong, he still has such a terrifying spiritual power cultivation. Xu Lingfei secretly guessed, "It's not, it's a pervert who provoked that place." ”
Seeing that the blow was ineffective, the old man stepped forward, striking out with both hands at the same time, and his spiritual power was surging.
"Two tigers fight lions. ”
Two tiger shadows swooped out behind the old man, jumped into the air, whew, palm prints more than one meter in size roared out, the two tiger shadows were swallowed by the palm prints, and an invisible majesty rushed to the face. The roar of the tiger echoed in the mountains and forests.
Han Yi's expressionless face gradually revealed some solemnity, he held the sword with both hands, and the spiritual power was injected into the sword body along his arm, and the sword was condensed.
At the same time, an astonishing evil aura broke through his body and rose into the sky, forming a cloud of evil in the forest, and the terrifying ferocious aura instantly disintegrated the majesty that came to his face. The old man looked at the clouds, and his face changed in shock.
The muscles on Han Yi's body bulged high, and the dragon pattern lit up with a layer of blood, and a wave of power poured into his limbs again. He stepped forward, sword raised, flame-like arc of light striking a dazzling semicircle.
The sword slashed at the amber palm print, and the flames erupted, stabbing people from opening their eyes. The ferocious spiritual power slammed into Han Yi's body, and the palm print was as heavy as a mountain, and as hard as a city wall that connected to the sky, and it was impossible to cut it open.
The tremendous pressure applied to every inch of his body, and the amber spiritual power turbulence broke Han Yi's spiritual defenses, bombarding his arms, chest, and face, bringing a sharp stinging pain.
A crack appeared in the Fengyan Breaking Sword condensed on the Huoyan Sword, as if it had been overwhelmed. Although his spiritual power is surging and condensed, it is not inferior to the late-stage spiritual master cultivators, but compared with the half-step spiritual sect, there is still a big gap, and to be able to fight to such an extent, his strength is already much better than that of the late-stage spiritual master cultivators.
"Break it for me. Han Yi roared, the green tendons on his face burst out, Feng Yan's Breaking Sword shattered, and the palm print shot out backwards against Han Yi and hit a big tree, and the big tree was immediately stopped and broken.
It was only after smashing five trees in a row that the palm print slowly dissipated. The three men in black looked at the chaotic battlefield in the forest, their faces full of fear. If the old man had made a move on them just now, they might have been a corpse by now.
The broken trees staggered and fell to the ground, the leaves fell in the air, and Han Yi could not be seen on the ground.
"Hmph, even if you're from that place, it's not like you're going to die. Xu Lingfei snorted coldly in his heart, his face showed a hint of joy, but suddenly the smile on his face slowly froze.
A large tree in the distance moved, and its branches snapped. Little by little, the tree was lifted, revealing the figure below.
Han Yi held the big tree with one hand and threw it aside. Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the old man with a completely cold gaze.
"The Half-Step Spirit Sect is really powerful enough. He put the sword back into the scabbard on his back, put his hands together, and began to seal, each finger changing so slowly, as if some huge force was hindering his movements, "You want to kill me, it's good, then, come and take my life." ”
With the change of Han Yi's seal formula, the Luo Shen formula quietly operated, and the spirit yuan in the dantian released a burst of intense white light, and the white spiritual power poured into the meridians, and finally flowed to his fingers.
Dozens of white filaments of light rose from his palms and converged above his head, intertwining to form a twisted and mutilated ancient text. The aura of heaven and earth around was attracted and gathered towards the ancient text, and the white light emitted by the ancient text became more and more grand, looking like an extremely dazzling star, and the majesty of the grand ancient mystery descended.
The moment that ancient text appeared, the evil cloud condensed by the evil qi above Han Yi's head completely dissipated, and white light rose into the sky, illuminating the space in the forest for hundreds of meters.
The old man sensed the terrifying spirit technique used by Han Yi, and a trace of fear rose in his eyes, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape, if he escaped, those spirit masters of the Xu family would be dead, he could not care about the others, but Xu Lingfei He couldn't care less.
He is one of the most favored grandchildren of the head of the family, and if he dies, he is afraid that he will not live.
"Bastard. The old man's face was hideous, and an amber aura rose on his body again, and powerful spiritual power converged in his palms, and his palms drew a circle in the air, and then retracted and closed them, striking out at the same time.
"The tiger roars and the dragon groans. ”
"Roaring ......"
"Roaring ......"
A dragon and tiger roar suddenly sounded in the forest, and a two-meter-sized amber palm print shot out, and the air emitted a violent sonic boom.
That palm print came to Han Yi's eyes in the blink of an eye, but Han Yi didn't seem to see it at all, he took care of his own seal, that ancient text became more complete, and the spiritual pressure of heaven and earth surging around him became more and more terrifying.
Finally, Han Yi's movements stopped, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his muscles trembled, as if he had reached his limit.
"Twenty-three seals, that's my limit right now. Han Yi muttered, pointing forward with one hand, "Divine light." ”
The ancient text above his head trembled, and the spiritual pressure of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, and a white light shot out from the ancient text, colliding with the huge palm print in an instant.
Boom, the palm print and the white light only stalemate for a moment before they burst open, turning into a point of light in the sky and disappearing. The white light continued to move forward, shooting towards the old man.
A great sense of crisis exploded in the old man's head, and the breath of death enveloped him in an instant, and fear rose irrepressibly. He tried to dodge, but his body couldn't move at all, and when that white light shot out, a terrifying pressure suddenly surged in the space in all directions, completely imprisoning him.
No, no, no, the old man roared in his heart, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, he wanted to break free, but those efforts were to no avail.
He watched as the white light crashed into his body, watching his body melt into nothingness little by little under the shroud of white light.
The green-robed people in the distance watched the figure of the old man disappear, his face was like ashes, Xu Lingfei couldn't help but be afraid, he looked at Han Yi, his voice trembled.
"You...... You killed him? You actually killed him, you are finished, you killed the three elders of my Xu family, even if you are a disciple of the Lingfu, my grandfather will make you pay. ”
"Oh, your grandfather, is he strong?" Han Yi turned his head to look at Xu Lingfei, the look on his face seemed to be a little jealous.