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With a wave of his hands, the billowing cold qi that had gathered above his head turned into a matchless beast and swept away.

Everywhere the cold air passes, everything in heaven and earth is frozen, and the hundred-zhang wide river surface is directly frozen, and the turbulent waves turn into ice sculptures.

This blow was his last hole card.

。。。。。。。

The cold air frenzy came, and Li Yuanhao's color changed.

With both hands, he pinched out a seal, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gathered from a radius of a hundred miles was controlled by him. The ten fingers of both hands were like wearing flowers, drawing a huge sigil in the void.

As soon as the runes were formed, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi seemed to have received some kind of force, and they all turned into identical runes.

"Sealed"

Li Yuanhao's tongue was thunderous, his words were as he spoke, and with a wave of his hands, thousands of huge sigils rushed towards the rolling cold wave.

This is the secret talisman of his master, different from the paper talisman used to swagger and deceive on the rivers and lakes, his talisman is really borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, and the power is endless.

Countless sigils surrounded an indestructible shield, firmly blocking the cold air, the cold air that could freeze everything but could not freeze the runes drawn by the heaven and earth vitality.

Han Li gritted his teeth, and the ice bead inside the dantian rotated rapidly, and then one after another pure ice Xuan power was swallowed out of it. He increased the transmission of internal force again, and the cold qi between heaven and earth surged faster and faster, and he only felt that the meridians in his body were about to be burst by the internal force, and his body was stained with blood again. Even though it was a pain in his heart, he didn't stop, but increased his internal force again.

With the blessing of Han Li's internal power, the already terrifying frenzy of cold qi immediately turned into a fierce beast that chose people to devour, and those runes had already begun to be stained with frost, and if they continued like this, it would not be long before they would be overwhelmed by the cold qi.

Li Yuanhao's face was solemn, and with a wave of his robe, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered again, concocted in the same way, and the rolling vitality turned into countless runes to continue to resist the surging cold current.

The two are at a stalemate.

Han Li's side was frozen within a radius of hundreds of zhang, while Li Yuanhao's side was a mist of vitality, like a fairyland on earth.

This is the power of the Transformation Cultivator, he can easily draw out the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of a hundred miles, that is, the Ice Xuan Jin Sword cultivated by Han Li has gone sideways, if it were someone else, it would have been turned into dust by the rolling Yuan Qi.

If this stalemate continues, Han Li will be defeated, he will control the cold qi of heaven and earth with his own body, this is already his limit, and Li Yuanhao has the replenishment of heaven and earth vitality, how to compare with other people who have transformed into gods in terms of consuming him an innate realm.

"Burst"

Han Li was ruthless and directly detonated the cold qi in the sky, and the instantly powerful impact tore those Yuan Qi runes open huge cracks, and then the cold qi and the Yuan Qi collided with each other, assimilated, and a huge mushroom cloud rose. Immediately afterward, a powerful shockwave dispersed, and the trees within a radius of thousands of feet were lifted by the roots, and the boulder turned into fragments in the sky.

"Poof"!

He could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, and spat out a large mouthful of blood. At this moment, he not only had sword marks everywhere, but also internal injuries in his body, and almost none of his meridians were intact.

Suddenly, the chaotic vitality in the middle parted a crack, and then Li Yuanhao came from the air with the sword. His robe was already in tatters, and several new wounds had been added to his face.

He hadn't dodged in time just now, he was swept away by that huge shock wave, and there was anger on his face, seeing Han Li half-kneeling there, of course he wouldn't be relentless.

Directly with the sword, he came to Han Li's body in an instant, and the sharp sword qi tore through the air.

He looked at Han Li's young face and sighed, "Even if you kill my sect and take away the treasure of my sect, I have to admire you, boy." is young but has such cultivation. "If the two of them didn't have a grudge, he would even be happy to teach Han Li, but if the two of them had a grudge, he wouldn't be soft, if he didn't kill him now, he didn't know who killed whom, and it wasn't his style to raise tigers for trouble.

"Hehe, the victor, the prince, the loser, you don't need to say much, you bull-nosed Taoist. Han Li grinned and said, at this moment he felt pain even when he spoke.

With a casual move, the flying sword fell into his hand and turned into a three-foot long sword, the cyan blade with a hint of red, which was contaminated with too much blood, just like Han Li's Cold Moon Knife.

"Poof"

The long sword pierced Han Li's chest directly.

Li Yuanhao found that Han Li was smiling, it was a kind of successful smile, with a hint of cruelty, a trace of danger flashed in his heart, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Han Li's left hand hidden behind his back had already condensed an invisible long knife with his sword intent attached to it. Even if he dies, it will make Lao Dao unhappy.

Allowing the long sword to be inserted into his chest, the invisible long knife in his left hand instantly slashed towards Li Yuanhao's right hand, without the slightest fluctuation, just like a wisp of breeze blowing, Li Yuanhao's right hand holding the long sword was cut off by the roots before it could be withdrawn, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Ahhh

At this moment, Li Yuanhao was about to go crazy, he held back the severe pain, and slammed his right hand on Han Li's dantian, and the huge force slapped Han Li into Luoshui.

An undercurrent surged beneath the thick layer of ice, and Han Li's body didn't know where it was being swept away.

Li Yuanhao looked at the river with a gloomy face, the acupoint of his right hand had been sealed, but it was not difficult to see his pain from his distorted face.

This time, he simply lost his wife and broke his army, although Han Li was killed by him, but he didn't get the dragon lock back, and his right arm was cut off by Han Li.

It just so happened that at this time, the martial artists of Luoyang's Earth Transformation Realm just arrived here, looking at the ruins all over the place, the frozen Baizhang Luoshui, it was not difficult to guess what had just happened here.

"Li Yuanhao?" When he saw the gloomy Taoist priest on the bank of Luoshui, his face was surprised. Maybe young people don't know each other, but for people of their generation, Li Yuanhao is definitely a famous existence, a strong man among the gods, Fu Jian Immortal Li Yuanhao. The prestige resounded in the martial arts. But today, he was cut off by someone, no wonder he was so surprised.

"Hmph, what's the matter?" Although Li Yuanhao had a broken arm, he was not afraid of the martial artist in front of him.

In the end, the two didn't fight, and they left the place.

So where did Han Li go, was he really dead?