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Seeing countless golden rays shooting out, the monk holding the blessing seal with both hands turned a blind eye to it. He seemed to be confident in the light curtain formed by the Buddhist beads in front of him.
When Han Li saw this, he snorted in his heart.
The flying swords emitted a huge golden light, and their power suddenly increased by three points.
There was a loud "Puff" sound, and the golden light pierced the light screen for a fleeting moment, but it made a dull sound as if it was hitting a dead tree. The green screen shook for a while, but it didn't penetrate.
Han Li's expression changed, but he secretly used his sword skills.
Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights near the silver-robed monk trembled at the same time, and randomly gathered high in the sky.
Suddenly, the light shone brightly, and a golden sun rose out of thin air.
But when the light faded, a golden sword several feet long suddenly appeared there.
At this time, Han Li rushed to the opposite side and tapped lightly without hesitation.
There was a loud sound of "Bah!", and the golden light on the surface of the golden sword dimmed, but a layer of milky white cold light emerged. Thick crystal ice immediately emerged, and turned into a mouthful of sky-high ice that was more than ten feet tall. sword.
This sword is crystal clear and is so huge that anyone who sees it can't help but take a breath.
The silver-robed monk who was performing sutras below raised his head and saw this, his face finally changed drastically.
And at this moment, Han Li on the opposite side waved his hand horizontally into the void below, and coldly uttered the word "kill" in his mouth.
The ice sword swayed and fell hard. Before it actually hit the green light screen, layers of fluctuations visible to the naked eye appeared in the nearby space. At the same time, there was a loud buzzing sound, as if an iceberg was pressing down menacingly. .
This time, although the silver-robed monk maintained that the green screen on his body was extremely tough, he would never dare to take the blow head-on.
He uttered the Buddha's name, and the white lotus of light under his feet swung around, and the whole person and the lotus disappeared in the seven-color Buddha light.
With a buzzing sound, the giant sword struck the empty space.
The next moment, a white light flashed a few feet away from the giant sword, and lotus flowers emerged. Then the monk appeared strangely on the white lotus. At the same time, the hand seals in his hands suddenly changed, and an astonishing energy was released from his body. With spiritual pressure, a tall phantom of five or six feet suddenly appeared above his head.
This phantom is covered in golden light, has a ferocious face, curly hair, and is half-naked. It is exactly the same as the rumored Buddhist King Kong.
And at the moment when the Vajra shadow appeared, the silver-robed monk let out a powerful shout, aimed at the huge ice sword in front of him, and punched out two punches from afar.
With a loud "rumbling" sound, the Vajra Shadow made a move indistinguishable from that of a monk, striking out one after another with wide-eyed anger, and hitting the sword firmly from the side.
The two groups of giant golden lights exploded on one side of the ice sword. Such a giant sword was struck diagonally and flew away amidst the loud noise. It rolled several times in mid-air before it managed to stabilize again.
After Han Li hurriedly took a closer look at the ice sword, he couldn't help being surprised.
Because where the side of the giant sword was hit by the golden shadow, the ice layer shattered inch by inch, revealing the golden sword body inside.
What kind of technique is this? It seems to be completely different from Ming Wang, but it seems to be somewhat related!
He was a little surprised.
However, after the last time his flying sword was refined, the amount of mysterious jade mixed with it was astonishing, and each bite reached the limit of what it could hold. Therefore, the cold energy contained in the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword is so powerful that it cannot be the only one with the power of this blow.
With a thought from Han Li, the seemingly half-broken ice sword flashed a few times with milky white cold light, and the cracked area was restored to its original state. Then the ice sword swept horizontally unceremoniously, and then slashed at the silver sword on the side. Monk in robe.
The power of the giant ice sword is not reduced at all, as if the previous heavy damage to it had never happened at all.
This time, the silver-robed monk had a severe headache.
His face darkened, and the monk did not use his escape technique to dodge. Instead, his figure swelled, and his arms suddenly became thicker. His hands moved towards the middle of the huge ice sword and closed like lightning.
With a "bang" sound, the Vajra Shadow accurately clamped the ice sword in mid-air with its two arms, preventing it from falling any further.
You must know that although this Buddhist phantom is not small in size, it is really nothing compared to the ice sword!
At this level, it looked like a mantis blocking its arm, but it was really blocked by the Vajra Shadow.
Han Li¡¯s pupils shrank, feeling reallyp; Suddenly a sea of ??purple fire appeared in front of him out of thin air, and then rolled up a high wave of fire several feet high, rushing straight to the opposite side and sweeping away with great momentum. The momentum was extremely shocking!
The silver-robed monk on the opposite side couldn't help but look solemn when he saw Han Li's attack, which was so ferocious. He immediately flipped his hand over, and a silver vial appeared in the palm of his hand.
But before the monk could sacrifice this object, suddenly in the sky, a red light flashed in front of the Vajra Shadow, and ten slender fire threads shot out at once, and after a flash, they pierced the shadow at the same time. As a result, after a few "dang" and "dang" sounds, the two collided, making a sound like metal colliding. These filaments could not penetrate the golden shadow at all.
The monk didn't care about this, but his eyes were entirely focused on the three-color firebird flying towards him, his eyes showing a solemn expression.
Although it was the first time for him to see the Three Flame Fan, the astonishing spiritual power coming from the three-color fire bird made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, and he did not dare to take it lightly.
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