Chapter 297: The Road to the Enemy is Narrow

"Drink!"

Chongluan's eyes flashed, he let out a low cry in his mouth, the muscles on his arms were tense, and the black long knife in his hand was undiminished, and it slashed heavily at the Chongshui True Wheel below.

Just listen to a loud "boom".

Chongluan only felt a tingle in his arms, and an indescribable huge force came from the blade, and the whole person seemed to be slammed by something, and his body was stagnant.

As the pool of water in the back continued to gush out, bursts of majestic water attribute law power rolled in, so that his elbow couldn't help but retract into his arms, and the whole person was about to be smashed upside down and fly out.

After feeling the unique aura coming from the Chongshui True Wheel, Chongluan's expression suddenly changed, and he was obviously at a disadvantage, but he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha...... It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes. Han Li, I didn't expect to find you here!Very good, I'm on my way to the Ancient Cloud Continent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly light suddenly lit up in his eyes, and his whole eye suddenly turned pitch black.

I saw that it suddenly opened its mouth and spit out, and a dark black silk thread flew out of its mouth, and suddenly sank into the black knife.

The blade of the black knife trembled violently, and a layer of black crystal light lit up on the entire long knife, and the weight of the blade skyrocketed several times in an instant.

Chongluan let out a loud cry from his mouth, and wisps of black mist slowly overflowed from his body, and the hands holding the knife suddenly pressed down, and he actually forced Chongshui Zhencha back at once.

Han Li had already jumped out of the water at this time, stretched out his hand and made a move, summoning the Chongshui True Wheel in front of him, and stood high in the air with a sword in one hand, confronting Chongluan from afar, and asked in a cold voice, "Do you know me, what is the relationship between you and Fang Pan?"

Although he didn't know what the identity of the person in front of him was, it was not difficult to deduce that he was a person related to Fang Pan from the fact that he could exert the true power of the black knife so perfectly and call out his real name.

After all, after entering the fairy world, he has always used a pseudonym, and there are really few people who know his real name.

Now that Fang Pan and the other three people who attacked him back then have fallen one after another, the person who can remotely control the mysterious chain, the original owner of the black knife in Fang Pan's hand, and the mastermind behind the command of Fang Pan are still the people he needs to be wary of the most.

The person in front of him is very likely to be the original owner of the black knife, but I don't know what its relationship is with Fang Pan?

"I originally thought that no matter how bad my junior brother was, the one who killed him should be at least a late True Immortal Cultivator, but judging from the information collected by Shifang Lou, I said that you were just a Xuan Immortal in the early stage of the True Immortal Realm. When I saw it today, you did have some means. Chongluan didn't attack immediately, but looked at Han Li from a distance and said.

"It turns out that you are Fang Pan's senior brother, it's really disrespectful. What's the matter, now that you're here to avenge him?" Han Li's heart moved, and his expression remained unchanged.

"That waste is dead and dead, and I'm too lazy to bother with anything. However, in order to deal with you, he did not hesitate to borrow my Black Emperor Immortal Slaughter Blade, and as a result, he sold it to this kid for his own cleverness, do you think my master should come out to ask for an explanation?" Chongluan's eyes flickered, but he said unhurriedly.

"Your Excellency's sword is indeed a rare treasure, and I wanted to return it to its original owner, so I consigned it to the Impermanence Alliance to see if anyone could recognize it. Now it seems that the effort was not in vain. You don't have to be so polite, just do it in the next place. Han Li blinked and said lightly.

"Hehe, it seems that I have to thank you! Having said that, with what I know about this junior brother, he will never be untargeted if he wants to hunt you down so deliberately! In addition, the chain of the Separated Yuan Law on your body is also something that the master requires to be retrieved. So, you can die, don't worry, in order to thank you, I will try to give you a good time!" Chongluan's eyes were as black as ink, and he was covered in black mist, and said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist that lingered around him gushed out, drowning his entire body in an instant.

Immediately after, I saw a light breeze blowing, and the black fog that lingered in front of me suddenly dispersed, and it was empty, and there was nothing.

Han Li's divine sense had already enveloped the surrounding area, but the moment the mist dispersed, he had always thought that Chongluan was hiding in the black mist.

In the next moment, a black mist suddenly condensed in the void behind him, and before it could take shape, a long black knife pierced out of it, piercing him straight into the back of the heart.

Han Li's mind moved, and the Heavy Water True Wheel suddenly came, blocking his back.

"Zheng" sounded.

The tip of the black knife was stuck in the hollow of the pattern on the real wheel of heavy water, and it rubbed against the real wheel continuously, making a tooth-sour sound.

Chongluan's figure slowly emerged from the black mist, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The wisps of black mist that lingered on the black knife condensed into extremely slender black steel needles, bursting out along the tip of the knife, straight through the gap of the heavy water true wheel, piercing Han Li's clothes, and shooting towards his body.

At the last moment, Han Li's entire body was covered in golden light, and golden scales the size of copper coins rose layer after layer, covering his entire body.

Just listen to a series of crisp sounds of "Dingding".

Those black mist steel needles hit Han Li's golden scales one after another, and they were shattered by the shock, turning into black mist again.

As soon as Han Li turned around, the long sword in his hand swept through, and the blue light on the blade of the sword was great, and with a single sword, Chongluan's body was cut in two.

However, Chongluan just smiled at him, and both bodies blurred at the same time, turning into a cloud of smoke.

Han Li's heart froze, and his body was light, and he flew out thousands of zhang in an instant, away from the black mist.

But before he could stop, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if there was a clammy and slippery poisonous snake sticking to his back.

He hurriedly pinched the magic trick, and the light of the protective body behind him came out of his body, and he immediately forced out the thing attached to his back.

It was a black mist that condensed but did not disperse as if it were a living body, and the surface gave birth to soft tentacles as thin as hair, writhing wildly and frantically, constantly approaching him, as if trying to rush into his body.

Han Li reached out with one hand, condensing into a large hand shrouded in blue light, controlling this black mist in mid-air, and after a closer inspection, he was shocked to find that it actually contained a faint trace of law power.

It's just that it's so weak that he can't even detect what kind of attribute the power of the law is, but fortunately, he didn't hastily remove the protective golden scales, so as to avoid being invaded by this object.

Han Li was in shock, the void suddenly shook around the black mist, wisps of black mist appeared out of thin air, and Chongluan's body appeared strangely from it again.

I don't know when, the layer of black cloth covering its face has been removed, revealing a big scorched yellow face, opening its mouth to make a soft "poof" sound, and a faint black silk thread flashes with crystal light, and suddenly shoots towards Han Li's door, the speed is amazing.

The long sword in Han Li's hand immediately swept upwards diagonally, slashing towards the black silk thread.

When the blue light came, the black silk thread broke at the touch of a button, and directly turned into a black star, dissipating.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's brows couldn't help frowning, his toes stepped on the void, and his figure exploded.

As a result, as soon as he retreated, where he was originally located, a black silk thread re-condensed and pierced.

"Sure enough, the same number of roads as before, will be reunited after the collapse. Han Li said secretly in his heart.

However, as soon as his words fell, the change in front of him happened again.

The black line that had been re-condensed was actually connected to the cyan long sword in his hand, and in a flash of light, it suddenly rushed up along the sword body, and shot into his palm at once.

Han Li only felt a slight numbness in his palm, and immediately concentrated his mind on checking it in his body, but apart from the feeling in his palm, he didn't feel anything else.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

At this moment, in his divine sense, he sensed several breaths rushing towards this side, but he couldn't tell whether it was someone from the Holy Puppet Gate or someone from the Shifang Building.

Han Li's brows furrowed, and after a slight groan, he put away both the cyan long sword and the heavy water true wheel with a single move of both hands.

Whether it was someone from the Shifang Building or someone from the Holy Puppet Gate, he planned to leave here first.

This scorched man's methods are very strange, and he seems to be able to use the power of some kind of fog law, and he can't do it with all his strength here, and he is really too disadvantaged.

Immediately after, his hands pinched the magic technique, and the electric light on the fingertips flickered, and the silver arc of the Dao shot out, condensing into a huge thunder and lightning magic circle, enveloping his entire person.

I heard a thunderclap, and several silver arcs as thick as buckets emerged from the center of the thunderstorm.

In a flash, Han Li's figure in the thunder array disappeared in an instant, leaving only a faint smell of scorching in the air.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting!Then I'll play with you for a while!" Chongluan said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With that, its figure was once again shrouded in a black mist and dissipated.

......

On the other side, above the main island square.

The hustle and bustle continued, but much quieter than before.

On the side of the Holy Puppet Gate, all the puppets have been almost completely destroyed and cannot continue to participate in the battle, and the remaining surviving disciples have been killed or wounded more than half, and the huge circle that was originally surrounded has shrunk a lot.

What is a little touching is that although these holy puppet monks are all wounded and have a sad face, none of them surrendered and admit defeat, or fled in a rout.

There was a hint of determination in everyone's eyes.

On the one hand, this is because they are the die-hard forces left by the sect after withdrawing part of the core strength, and on the other hand, because all of them have relatives and descendants who remain in the evacuated part of the people.

As long as those people are safe, they will naturally have no scruples.

On the other hand, the monks recruited by Shifanglou did not take much advantage, not only were most of them killed and wounded in the battle from the outside to the inside, but many of them left ahead of schedule like the Cold Flame Ancestor, so at this time, the number of people left on the periphery of the square was not much, and they were scattered among the dense green bean soldiers.

At this point in the battle, the pace of fighting between the two sides slowed down.

The people who came to participate in this fight can survive to this moment, naturally they are not fools, they all understand that the rabbit's final counterattack before death is the most ferocious, and if it is pressed too hard at this time, it will lose even more.

It's better to stalemate for a while, wear off the last breath of the people in the Holy Puppet Gate, and then easily reap the profits.

In this way, it was the bean soldiers laid by the Scarface Man who became the main force to strangle the remnants of the Holy Puppet Sect, rushing to the forefront of the encirclement.