Chapter Seventy-One: Luo Shui Meets a Taoist Priest
At this moment, he is on the bank of the Luoshui River, under the willow tree, looking at the river, where there are three or three passenger boats ferrying, the captain of the boat is struggling to support the bamboo pole, the boat is like a swimming fish, dexterously shuttling on the water, dangerously avoiding the turbulent waves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Han Li was looking at it in a trance, and suddenly felt that someone was approaching him, and the speed was very fast, and that powerful momentum could be sensed from afar.
"Who is it?"
He secretly guessed, but he couldn't think of who it was, he only came to Luoyang yesterday, and he didn't have any intersection with the martial arts people here, let alone come to seek revenge.
He had forgotten the two Taoist priests who had died at his hands a month earlier.
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After a while, a Taoist priest wearing an embroidered gold Taoist robe appeared in Han Li's sight, and the mana of his body was surging, like a surging river, endless, and like a towering mountain, thick and condensed. The Taoist priest is a few zhang away in one step, this is no longer a light skill, but the Tao, one step out of the end of the world is just a stone's throw away.
Han Li's sword eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, this Daoist priest gave him a hint of danger, he was definitely a Dao Sect Transformation Cultivator.
He immediately clenched his fists and asked, "I don't know why my predecessors are here?" The sound was like a bell, the sound was like a tiger's roar, and the surrounding leaves of the earthquake rattled.
The Taoist priest wearing an embroidered gold robe stopped three zhang away from him, and a momentum condensed but not dispersed, as vast as an abyss, as wide as the sea. With this momentum alone, he is definitely a giant in the rivers and lakes.
The Daoist priest's gaze was as unwavering as an ancient well, but it made Han Li feel like he had been seen through, he had already secretly mentioned his internal strength, and if there was a slight mistake, he would take the first shot.
"Did you kill my two unsuccessful disciples, and then take away the treasure of my master's sect?" the Taoist priest asked.
Han Li was a little confused, he couldn't remember when he had killed this Daoist disciple, and he had robbed him of the supreme treasure of his sect. But he suddenly remembered the dragon lock in his arms and the two unlucky Taoist priests who were killed by him, and then scolded secretly, he couldn't have imagined that he would be caught up after so long.
He looked ugly at the old Taoist priest and asked, "How did you find me?"
"Hmph, although the treasure of my master was stolen by those two traitors, it has my primordial imprint on it, I wanted to clean them up after a while, but I didn't expect to be taken away by you. The Taoist priest said unhurriedly, but his words were full of disdain for the two Taoist priests who died.
If he hadn't done it on purpose, how could those two Taoist priests steal the dragon lock so easily. He thought that as long as he wanted to, he could take it back at any time, but he never expected that those two unlucky ghosts would encounter Han Li Huangque behind, and his life would be gone, and his treasure would be gone.
Han Li took out the three-inch-long Dragon Binding Lock from his arms, he didn't expect that there would be other people's primordial spirit marks on it, so he let the Daoist chase after him. With a flick of his right hand, a sword intent slashed at the Dragon Binding Lock, and then the Embroidered Gold Daoist found that he suddenly couldn't feel the breath of the Dragon Binding Lock, and his Yuan Shen Mark had been wiped out by Han Li's sword intent.
Sorry, it's mine now!
Han Li took the dragon rope into his arms again.
The Taoist priest's face turned blue, this was simply a naked provocation, erasing his Yuan Shen mark in front of him, and then taking it back.
Even though his state of mind had long since cultivated to the ancient well, he was still full of anger at this moment.
"Boom"
The Taoist priest shot directly
As soon as the palm was slapped out, the mana surged, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi surged over frantically, a palm print the size of a zhang rushed towards Han Li, and the chilling palm wind was like a tornado, leaving not a single inch of grass in the place where it passed.
Han Li also slapped it with one palm, there was no Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to accompany it, and there was no internal force surging, just a pair of fleshy palms were slapped out, and it collided with the Daoist's Yuan Qi palm print.
"Bang"
A terrifying explosion sounded, and an invisible wave spread out, and columns of water on the river near where the two were fighting suddenly rushed out of the water.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the Yuan Qi palm print was directly shattered by Han Li's palm, and he was also shocked to take three steps back.
There was not much fluctuation in the eyes of the Taoist priest, if he couldn't even catch his random move, how could he kill those two wastes, although he didn't look down on those two Taoist priests, but he also recognized their strength, even if it was in the innate realm, there were few people who were their opponents.
After one move, Han Li didn't make a move, but instead clenched his fists and asked, "I don't know the long name yet!"
Even if the other party is a god-transforming monk, he is not afraid.
"Hmph, this seat Li Yuanhao!"
"Haha, then the Dao Leader's master's move?" With a loud laugh, Han Li made a move.
The body is ghostly across three zhang away, a punch blasts out, seven kinds of strength are wrapped around the fist, if it is hit by this punch, the Taoist priest will definitely be sad.
Li Yuanhao slapped out the same palm, like a heavenly river pouring down, his mana is unparalleled, and his momentum is boundless, although he is a cultivator, his kung fu is not weak.
"Boom"
The fists and palms intersected, and the vitality of heaven and earth exploded violently, and the overflowing qi within a few zhang of their fight was like destroying the world and destroying the earth, and directly knocked out a deep pit.
Immediately after that, the two figures flew out of the dust and continued to fight in the air, Han Li's fists were matchless, and his body had the power of a dragon elephant, just like a humanoid beast. However, Li Yuanhao followed his words, and the mana surged between his hands, and the vitality of heaven and earth followed. can still fight him to a draw.
"Boom Boom"
A series of explosions sounded, and the aftermath of the two fights shook the Luoshui waves, and those boatmen were not on the ferry, for fear of being unjustifiably affected.
"Bang Bang"
With two loud bangs, Han Li and Li Yuanhao exchanged a hundred moves before they separated. Each of them exits a few steps.
With a casual glance, a pair of fists turned red, and the arms were covered with palm prints.
Li Yuanhao also shook his hands secretly, and Han Li's unparalleled power shook his whole body.
This one seemed to be a tie, but it was Han Li who had the upper hand, he fought hand-to-hand with a martial artist and a cultivator, but he had a draw, even though it was because Li Yuanhao was a god-transforming cultivator, but he still fell behind.
"I'm afraid this battle is going to be difficult!"
With his right hand, he pulled out the Cold Moon Knife on his back, and he was already about to attack with all his strength, when an invisible knife momentum erupted, enveloping it in an instant.
There was a hint of solemnity in the eyes of the gold-embroidered Taoist Li Yuanhao, he had already realized Han Li's difficulty, and with a move of his right hand, a three-inch-long streamer was already leaping at his fingertips, and an invisible edge instantly cut through Han Li's shrouded sword momentum.
The sword momentum, the sword light competes against each other.
The next moment, Han Li moved, and the cold moon in his hand flashed with a bleak sword light.