"Whew!"

The Chengying Sword turned into a streamer, dragging pale red fireworks, and stabbed at the Yellow Turban Immortal.

But when he saw the Yellow Turban Immortal, he raised his head suddenly, and a punch burst out, and the blazing fist turned into substance and collided with the Chengying Sword.

Clang!

The Chengying Sword retreated backwards, and although it was not damaged, it made Han Yi's eyes burst out, and his heart flashed with horror.

Still, he didn't stop.

Instead, after retracting the Chengying Sword, he once again commanded the four daggers and shuttled wildly, completely turning the space around the Yellow Turban Immortal into a killing array.

Bells, bells, bells......

However, although the Yellow Turban Immortal looked burly and was a heavenly creation, he was not clumsy at all, and even more than twice as fast as Han Yi's reaction.

This Yellow Turban Immortal, cast from some kind of material, was not afraid of the Wind Demon Dagger, and shook it with his fist, not falling behind at all.

Han Yi, who was not far away, suddenly activated your Spirit Void Finger, and it was the maximum Spirit Void Finger, and two percent of the mana controlled the Wind Demon Dagger, trapping the Yellow Turban Immortal in place.

Eighty percent of the mana, all with the spirit of the void finger to exert, crazy shooting, the spirit rain like a shuttle, just a short breath, pop out hundreds of spirit void fingers, the body of the mana, almost exhausted.

Then, he gave up the Wind Demon Dagger, and used all the remaining mana to use the Chengying Sword to cast the Fire Sword Technique, breaking through the air, and the speed was so fast that when the Chengying Sword approached the Yellow Turban Immortal, it made a lagging sonic boom.

Shout!

A terrifying psionic storm erupted wildly around the Yellow Turban Immortals.

Peng!

A bronze fist pierced through the psionic storm and slammed into the Shadow Sword with all its might.

The owner of this fist burst back seven or eight meters.

As for the Chengying Sword, it flew back upside down, and Han Yi, whose divine thoughts were tied to it, was shocked by the force of the shock, and he only felt a sweet throat and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Han Yi retreated and returned to the edge of the square before he stopped his body and sat down.

"Failed the second assessment, remaining times: eight."

The turmoil dissipated, and Han Yi looked at the Yellow Turban Immortal who had withdrawn seven or eight meters, his face was shocked.

At this moment, the yellow turban immortal on his body has been destroyed, revealing a black torso, the torso has no trace of flesh and blood, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, it is indeed a heavenly creation.

On the black appearance, there were the scratches of the Wind Demon dagger just now, and there were also scorched black scribbles from the Spiritual Void Finger.

One of its arms, one of which was the same as its torso, was still black, while the other was bronze, the one that had just been in a confrontation with the Shadow Sword.

"Strong, too strong."

"This body, which can hardly shake the Chengying Sword, the Wind Demon Dagger, and the Spirit Void Finger, is definitely an invincible existence below the foundation in terms of defense alone."

"Moreover, this Yellow Turban Immortal also revealed a fire attribute spell just now, and it was still instantaneous, and this second assessment did not appear, proving that he is still at ease."

"This assessment is too perverted, do you want me to cultivate until the foundation building period and then come and fight him?"

Han Yi's face was extremely ugly.

After recovering his mana slightly, he gently beckoned his hand and retrieved the daggers scattered around him and the Shadow Sword that had been blown away.

After checking it, he was relieved that the Chengying Sword and the Wind Demon Dagger were not damaged.

"My skills are still too weak, and my means are too thin, so when I get out, I must make up for this."

Han Yi summed up, and then began to cultivate.

Seven days later, the mana in his body fully recovered.

"Again."

This time, Han Yi pounced again, and the Wind Demon Dagger turned into a killing array, entangled the Yellow Turban Immortal first.

Then.

This time, he didn't cast his Spiritual Void Finger.

Instead, there was a flash of color in his eyes, and a spirit rune had already appeared in his hand.

Yin Thunder Talisman.

This was his last Yin Thunder Talisman, the two he had bought before, and one was used on the Raid Cultivator outside Daofu City.

The first time I went all out and didn't use it, this second attempt, Han Yi's killer feature, was this spirit rune.

Mana poured in, black light flashed, Yin Thunder Fu spontaneously combusted without fire, and instantly burned into ashes, Han Yi held the talisman's arm, and waved forward, pointing at the Yellow Turban Immortal.

I saw the Yellow Turban Immortal, whose originally calm and godless eyes suddenly flashed with a red light.

Han Yi's heart skipped another beat.

The next moment, the Yellow Turban Immortal, whose eyes were flashing with red light, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, spit out a mouthful of red breath.

This breath changed instantly, outlining the phantom of an immortal mountain more than one person high, and this phantom was like a picture, unfolding in an instant.

Almost the next moment Han Yi activated the Yin Thunder Talisman and pointed at him, the Immortal Mountain Phantom Diagram was in front of him.

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap in the void, and the phantom picture of the immortal mountain with the change of breath also turned into ashes.

Han Yi never expected that the Yin Thunder Talisman would be blocked, but in such a way that he had never seen before.

But there was a flash in his eyes.

Now that we have made a move, we will not waste this opportunity.

The Chengying Sword is out again.

Peng......

Ten breaths later.

"The third assessment failed, and the remaining number of times: seven."

Han Yi retreated to the edge of the square, gasping constantly.

In front of the bronze gate, the Yellow Turban Immortal was still standing, and there were more scratches on his body, but Han Yi didn't see the slightest way to break through his body.

Perhaps, according to this tactic, even if Han Yi attacked ten times, he might not be able to break through the defense of this Yellow Turban Immortal.

Han Yi didn't dare to bet on this.

Nine days later, Han Yi recovered and adjusted his condition, and then took out a magic weapon from the storage bag.

This is a golden shuttle-shaped magic weapon that can be held in the hand when it is not activated.

The best magic weapon, the golden light shuttle.

This time, Han Yi planned to use this magic weapon that had never been used before.

The sacrificial refining of the best magic weapon is not easy, but Han Yi is only a one-time use, and there is no need to completely refine it.

It only took him half a month to complete the most basic sacrifice, and he could be regarded as able to manipulate this magic weapon.

Han Yi's eyes were solemn, holding the golden light shuttle, and the light body technique was cast, the speed was extremely fast, and he approached ten meters, and then, without hesitation, he directly sacrificed the golden light shuttle in his hand.

With a flash of light, the golden light shuttle jumped, and the shape changed, from static to moving, drawing a golden scratch, and the sound exploded, and it exploded in the air.

Brush!!

The Yellow Turban Immortal, who was ten meters away, raised his eyes, and the red light in his eyes resurfaced, he opened his mouth and shouted wildly, and his body suddenly jumped up.

This was the first time Han Yi saw the Yellow Turban Immortal burst into tears, and it was also the first time he saw him take the initiative to attack, and he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart.

The next moment.

The Yellow Turban Immortal who jumped up, his hands were blocked, blocking the golden light shuttle that turned into a golden streamer.

Then.

An explosion erupted.

The Yellow Turban Immortal was directly bombarded by the Golden Light Shuttle and smashed into the square.

But after the crazy block of the Yellow Turban Immortal, the speed of the golden light shuttle has been reduced by half, and for the golden light shuttle, speed means power.

And the Yellow Turban Immortal who smashed down the square, in the next moment, had already stood up again, and his fists blasted out wildly.

A punch is faster than a punch, and in just an instant, a fist shadow is formed.

Bang bang bang......

The golden light shuttle that continued to blast down was holding the fist shadow, splattering out a golden flame-like spiritual energy.

(End of chapter)