Chapter 104: All Means Used (Please Subscribe 4/5)

Chapter 104: All Means Used (Seeking Full Order 45)

"Swish!"

The Chengying Sword turned into a stream of light, dragging a light red flame, stabbing at the Yellow Turban Immortal.

The Yellow Turban Immortal suddenly raised his head and punched out, the hot fist light turned into substance, and hit the Chengying Sword.

Dang!

The Chengying Sword retreated back, although it was not damaged, but it made Han Yi's eyes bulge, and a flash of horror flashed through his heart.

However, he did not stop.

After retracting the Chengying Sword, he once again controlled the four daggers, shuttled frantically, and completely turned the space around the Yellow Turban Immortal into a killing array.

Dang, dang, dang...

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

This Yellow Turban Immortal, I don't know what material it was made of, but he was not afraid of the Wind Demon Dagger at all. He shook it with his fist and was not at all inferior.

Han Yi, who was not far away, suddenly launched his Lingxu Finger, and it was the maximum Lingxu Finger. 20% of his mana controlled the Wind Demon Dagger and trapped the Yellow Turban Immortal in place.

Eighty percent of his mana was used with the Lingxu Finger, shooting wildly, like a rain of spirits. In just a short breath, hundreds of Lingxu Finger were ejected, almost exhausting the mana in his body.

Then, he gave up the Wind Demon Dagger and used all the remaining mana to control the Chengying Sword, performing the Lihuo Sword Art to break through the air. The speed was so fast that when the Chengying Sword approached the Yellow Turban Immortal, it made a delayed sonic boom.

Whoosh!

The terrifying psychic storm erupted wildly around the Yellow Turban Immortal.

Bang!

A bronze fist passed through the psychic storm and punched the Chengying Sword with all its strength.

The owner of the fist was blown back seven or eight meters.

The Chengying Sword flew back, and Han Yi, whose mind was attached to it, felt a sweetness in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood due to the recoil.

Han Yi retreated and returned to the edge of the square before he stopped and fell to sit down.

"The second assessment failed, the remaining number of times: eight."

The storm dissipated, and Han Yi looked at the Yellow Turban Immortal who retreated seven or eight meters, his face horrified.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Immortal's yellow battle robe had been destroyed, revealing a black torso. The torso did not have a trace of flesh and blood. I don't know what material it was made of, it was indeed a work of nature.

On the black surface, there were scratches from the Fengmo dagger just now, and there were also burnt black marks from the Lingxu finger.

And one of his arms, like the torso, was still black, while the other turned bronze. This was the one that just collided with the Chengying Sword head-on.

"Strong, too strong."

"This body can withstand the Chengying Sword, Fengmo Dagger, and Lingxu Finger. In terms of defense alone, it is definitely invincible below the foundation building stage."

"Moreover, this Yellow Turban Immortal just showed a fire attribute spell, which was instantaneous. This second assessment did not appear, proving that he is still at ease."

"This assessment is too abnormal. Do I have to practice to the foundation building stage before fighting him?"

Han Yi's face was extremely ugly.

After recovering his mana a little, he gently waved his hand to take back the scattered daggers and the blown Chengying Sword.

After checking, the Chengying Sword and Fengmo Dagger were not damaged, which made him feel relieved.

"My skills are still too weak, and my means are too weak. When I go out, I must make up for this."

Han Yi concluded, and then began to practice.

Seven days later, the mana in his body was fully restored.

"Come again."

This time, Han Yi rushed over again, and the Fengmo Dagger turned into a killing array, first entangled the Yellow Turban Immortal.

Then.

This time he did not use the Lingxu Finger.

Instead, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

Yin Lei Talisman.

This was his last Yin Lei Talisman. He had bought two before, and one was used on the robbery cultivator outside Daofu City.

He tried his best the first time but failed. In this second attempt, Han Yi's trump card was this talisman.

Mana poured in, black light flashed, and the Yin Lei Talisman ignited without fire and burned to ashes in an instant. Han Yi waved his arm holding the talisman forward and pointed it at the Yellow Turban Immortal.

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

Han Yi's heart jumped again.

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

This breath changed instantly, outlining the phantom of a fairy mountain more than one person tall. This phantom was like a picture, unfolding instantly.

Almost at the moment Han Yi activated the Yin Lei Fu and pointed it at him, the virtual image of the fairy mountain blocked him.

Boom!

There was a thunderous explosion in the void, and the virtual image of the fairy mountain that changed with breath also turned into ashes.

Han Yi never expected that the Yin Lei Fu would be blocked, and in this way he had never seen before.

But a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Since he had already made a move, he would never waste this opportunity.

The Chengying Sword came out again.

Peng...

Ten breaths later.

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

Han Yi retreated to the edge of the square, panting.

In front of the bronze gate, the yellow-turbaned immortal was still standing, with more scratches on his body, but Han Yi did not see any way to break his body.

Perhaps, according to this tactic, even if Han Yi attacked ten times, he might not be able to break the defense of the yellow-turbaned immortal.

Han Yi did not dare to bet on this.

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

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

The best magic weapon, the Golden Light Shuttle.

This time, Han Yi intends to use this magic weapon that he has never used before.

It is not easy to sacrifice and refine the best magic weapon, but Han Yi only uses it once and does not need to sacrifice it completely.

It took only half a month for him to complete the most basic sacrifice and refinement, and he can control this magic weapon.

Han Yi's eyes were solemn, holding the Golden Light Shuttle, and performing the Light Body Technique at a very fast speed, approaching ten meters, and then, without hesitation, directly sacrificed the Golden Light Shuttle in his hand.

With a flash of light, the Golden Light Shuttle jumped up, and its shape changed from static to dynamic, leaving a golden scratch, and a sound burst, and it exploded in the air.

Swish!!

The Yellow Turban Immortal, who was ten meters away, raised his eyes, and the red light in his eyes reappeared. 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 shouting loudly, and the first time he saw him take the initiative to attack, and he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.

The next moment.

The Yellow Turban Immortal jumped up, and his hands were blocking, blocking the golden light shuttle that turned into golden light.

Then.

There was a loud bang.

The Yellow Turban Immortal was directly knocked down by the golden light shuttle and smashed hard in the square.

But after the Yellow Turban Immortal's crazy blocking, the speed of the golden light shuttle had been reduced by half. For the golden light shuttle, speed means power.

The Yellow Turban Immortal who fell to the square, in the next moment, had stood up again, and punched wildly with both fists.

One punch was faster than the other, and in just a moment, a sky full of fist shadows was formed.

Bang bang bang...

The golden shuttle continued to fall, clashing with the fist shadow, emitting golden flame-like spiritual energy.