Chapter Eighty-Three: Li Ji! Die!

Whoosh!

Han Yun's consciousness moved: "Die!" ”

A thousand and one blades flew all over the sky, like fluttering butterflies, slicing through countless streams of light, directly piercing through all the soldiers who rushed into the base camp of Stone City, and those soldiers wielded blood axes to resist the incredibly fast blades. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Poof!" The low sound, the impact of each blade exceeding ten times the speed of sound, directly hit the blood axe, and the blood axe instantly disintegrated into powder!!

The soldier flew out upside down like a bowling ball, and at the same time flew upside down, he also knocked out a dozen other soldiers!

"Run!" The terrified LTTE soldiers fled frantically, like ants pouring out of the stone city.

"All of them, die!"

Under the control of Han Yun's million spiritual power, the blade produced bursts of air explosions, and the air was twisted and suppressed under such an impact to form ripples, and the blade was like a precise scalpel, slicing fiercely at the soldiers' heads, necks, and other vital positions.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Countless tragic voices came and went, and in the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of tiger troops led by Li Ji could be said to be annihilated!!

"Han Yun! You deceive people too much! ”

Li Ji's whole body was shrouded in a thick blood mist, and while roaring, he swung the blood axe like lightning, and the speed of the blood axe tore through the earth and cut the air, and the speed was too fast for the naked eye to capture!

However, the speed of the blood axe is fast, and Han Yun's speed is even faster!

Han Yun's body disappeared directly in place, dodging the attack of the blood axe!

However, in the next moment, it appeared directly behind Li Ji, and the Human Emperor Sword instantly turned into a blast of wind sword!

[Slashing Steel]!

Burst!

Another sword, piercing Li Ji's chest, blood gushing out of the mouth!! Li Ji has no backhand!!

Plopping, Li Ji half-knelt on the ground, supporting his body with a blood axe, and looked at Han Yun incredulously: "You, you are actually so powerful!" ”

Han Yun looked at the unwilling Li Ji indifferently, and said lightly: "For the sake of you who once saved Xiao Zijing and the alumni, I will give you ten minutes to escape!" ”

"Ha, haha, haha!" Li Ji suddenly let out a crazy laugh, "Are you pitying me, are you playing tricks on me, haha, even if I Li Ji dies, I won't fulfill you!" ”

Thundered! Li Ji actually opened the Divine Illusion Realm, and the entire corpse-strewn wilderness disappeared in a blink of an eye, and turned into a blood-colored and gloomy world!

【Hell Guillotine】

Although Li Ji is only a demigod, the Divine Illusion is already very complete.

In the entire blood-colored and gloomy world, there were a total of eighteen huge guillotines, each of which was wrapped with the bright red and hellish energy, like a blood demon appeared on the guillotine above.

Eighteen guillotines seem to represent eighteen layers of hell, and each guillotine is the ultimate torture! Under each guillotine, there were thousands of dead souls, ghosts wailed, and the dueling arena immediately turned into a terrible scene of hell.

Li Ji smiled hideously: "Let's taste the guillotine from the eighteenth layer of hell!" Beheading! β€œ

Han Yun was stunned and remembered that the last time he was in the Jiangnan Team League, Li Ji also used this trick Earth Guillotine, but it didn't belong to the Divine Illusion at that time, at most it was only a little similar!

And today, Li Ji finally released the most complete divine illusion, and the bloody aura of hell invaded Han Yun's consciousness from all directions, as if millions of unjust souls were roaring!!

Guillotine! Eighteen axes!

Rumble! Eighteen guillotines fell a severed giant axe at the same time, layer upon layer, eighteen giant axes, representing eighteen layers of earth, although Li Ji's strength is only a demigod, but the power of this god illusion is several times stronger than that of a god-level powerhouse!!

Hell is one of the most terrifying illusions!!

Boom Boom!!

Han Yun is under the eighteen guillotines of hell, and there are countless escapes at all, because the Divine Illusion has locked Han Yun, no matter how Han Yun escapes, he will only be in the center!!

"Han Yun, go die!! Under the guillotine, there is no whole! β€œ

Under the suppression of the Divine Illusion, Han Yun couldn't even activate the alpha raid, the entire space was imprisoned, and this hellish world was completely controlled by Li Ji!!

Heh, Han Yun smiled slightly, he didn't even need to release the Divine Illusion, he directly opened the Plateau Bloodline, the Infinite Sword Saint with the Infinite Law, the Plateau Bloodline has also reached the god-level qualitative change, not only can Han Yun's speed easily reach a hundred times the speed of sound, and he is immune to any slowdown, control effect, and even the domain and Divine Elephant effect below the same level!!

This is the anti-heaven aspect of the Infinite Sword Master! There are no fancy ways to attack, the only way to attack, just speed, faster speed, faster sword!!

Rumble! The moment the Plateau Bloodline opened, Han Yun directly transcended the shackles of the hell space, easily passed through the dense blood mist, and shuttled freely between the gaps of the eighteen guillotines with a hundred times the speed of sound invisible to the naked eye, with ease!!

"Ahh Hack you, hack you! Damn Han Yun, don't run! Don't hide! "Li Ji is almost crazy, this is his divine illusion, this Han Yun is actually more flexible and unrestrained than himself!!

Just as the formation has an eye of formation, the domain has its own domain eye, and the divine illusion realm also has its own core phantom eye! The phantom eye is the core of the entire formation, and it is generally hidden under the multi-layered space of the Divine Illusion Realm, which is very hidden!!

Han Yun shuttled back and forth twenty times in the blood-colored hell, and finally found the place where the phantom eye was!!

Han Yun pursed his lips and smiled: "Li Ji, don't say that I didn't give you a chance, I didn't even activate the Divine Illusion, but unfortunately, you are still too weak, broken!" ”

The golden light of the Human Emperor Sword was emitted, and Han Yunjian's simple single move [Stepping Forward to Chop Steel Flash] instantly passed through the layers of space, directly stabbing into the phantom, where Li Ji's soul was!

"I'm not convinced! Why! Li Ji let out an unwilling roar, and then there was a loud bang, and the entire blood-colored hell directly collapsed!!

The illusion of the gods disappeared, and the picture once again came to the stone gate of the base camp of the wasteland faction, the smell of rotten blood, the smell of dry earth, the breeze blowing gently, and the red-dyed weeds flying all over the sky.

Tick tock, tick tock!

Li Ji's skin was cracked all over his body, blood burst into the pipe, and two huge eyes like ping-pong balls stared at Han Yun, unwilling to fall directly to the ground!!

Li Ji, one of the five great generals of the Tang Empire, is dead!

"Sister! We won, haha, Brother Han Yun is too powerful!! I want to worship Brother Han Yun as a teacher!! An Mo fluttered his little fist excitedly.

An Rong's face turned pale and showed a poignant smile: "Win, win, it's good to win, the base camp is saved!" ”

Boom! An Rong couldn't hold on any longer, and fainted from excessive blood loss.

In the wasteland base camp, tens of thousands of ordinary people all crawled out of their holes and shouted long live the wasteland faction!!

Wu Lang walked up to Han Yun with complicated eyes, and squeezed out a miserable smile: "Thank you, Han Yun!" ”

Han Yun said: "Don't be so polite, even if it weren't for you helping me An Rong and An Mo sisters and brothers, just by relying on your own strength, you have established so many bases in the China Region and rescued so many doomsday remnants, I must also help you, because we all have the same ideal!" ”

Ideal?

Wu Lang looked at the corpses of his companions all over the ground, looked at the broken city wall, and said bitterly: "What can be realized is called an ideal, and what cannot be realized is a fantasy!" (To be continued.) )