Chapter 49: The Notorious 5
On the other side.
When Han Yi rushed to the right and the middle, his face was grim, and murderous aura surged instantly, without any fear.
The cultivator in the middle snorted coldly.
"How brave."
He lightly tapped, and in an instant, the light on his fingertips shone brightly, from point to surface, turning into a gray-white spider web, and flew towards Han Yi.
This is a spell called imprisonment, which uses magic power to form a web to trap the enemy.
Although he snorted coldly, he was already very alert in his heart.
The opponent dared to challenge two people with the sixth level of Qi training. He was either a fool or a master.
Before that, he was able to kill Liu Dazui, a cultivator of the Blood God Sect who was also at the seventh level of Qi training, which proved that he was not a fool.
So, this person must be a hidden master.
What a pity.
So what if he is a master?
The opponent was able to cross the level to kill Liu Dazui. If there was no accident, it was just because Liu Dazui despised him.
But he had three fellow disciples here, and he and others no longer looked down on him, so the other party would not be so lucky.
But the next moment.
The imprisonment spell he cast, caught nothing.
Han Yi shook lightly, and his body suddenly accelerated, much faster than the seventh level of Qi training, and even faster than the eighth level of Qi training.
[Perfection] Light Body Spell.
This body spell has reached a new level in Han Yi's hands. Maybe even the cultivator who created this spell did not expect such a basic spell to make people speed up so terribly.
In the eyes of the seventh level of Qi training present, Han Yi's figure seemed to teleport.
"So fast."
The Blood God Sect cultivator in the middle changed his face, and his pupils shrank rapidly, and he saw a black shadow suddenly appear.
This black shadow was less than three meters away from him.
Under the moonlight, the face of the black shadow was slightly blurred, but the murderous aura on his body was even heavier.
The black shadow was naturally Han Yi, who used the light body technique to close the distance between the two.
A breath ago, seeing the disciples of Xuandan Sect appear and the three Blood God Sect monks surrounding him, Han Yi knew that he could not escape quietly.
He only took half a breath to set the next battle plan.
Let the other three hold the monk on the left, and fight the two on the right and in the middle, trying to kill the opponent in the shortest time, then turn around and kill the monk on the left, and then escape quickly.
As for the three fellow disciples, saving their lives is already a great kindness, and it is impossible for me to protect them.
Escape and accept fate.
In fact, there is another fastest way, that is to choose to escape directly. With his light body technique, facing the seventh level of Qi training, it is not difficult to escape.
However, everyone has a little anger, and as a monk, the anger is even greater.
Han Yi is a coward, but he is not cowardly or stupid.
Being surrounded by three Blood God Sect cultivators at the seventh level of Qi training, and the previous Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Dagan official blocking his way, Han Yi was furious.
If more Blood God Sect cultivators gathered around him, or if cultivators at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training came, he would have to consider escaping directly.
But before that.
He needed to put out the fire that was already burning in his heart.
When he approached within three meters of the middle cultivator in an instant, his face was murderous under the moonlight.
Then.
He moved both hands.
First, a finger of his left hand popped out, and a flash of light appeared, like the power of moonlight, only the size of a grain of rice, but extremely bright, as if it had shrunk countless times, but the brightness was not reduced at all.
Lingxu Finger.
When the flash of light appeared, the cultivators ten meters away were covered with cold hair.
This was his body's instinct, the sense of danger, and the reaction of the battle sense he had developed after so many years of fighting on his body.
"Not good!"
He leaned back and retreated suddenly. At the same time, his right hand threw out a defensive medium-grade magic weapon. This was a long-handled umbrella magic weapon. The ribs of the umbrella were opened and about to rotate.
The next moment, the spiritual light shot out from Han Yi's fingertips and fell silently on the opened magic weapon.
Boom! !
The opened umbrella-shaped magic weapon was directly blown away by the spiritual light.
To be continued.
The second spiritual light almost followed the first spiritual light, passed through the center of the explosion, and was about to fall on the monk who was retreating backwards.
"Stop!"
"Damn it!!"
At this time.
The monk on the far right had already shouted softly, holding a blood-red long sword, and the long sword chopped down, and the crescent-shaped dark red sword energy fell from the air.
He couldn't just watch Han Yi kill people. If he didn't beat him up at this time, he would wait for Han Yi to kill people and then kill him?
But Han Yi was well prepared.
Since he dared to fight two people alone, he would not only target one person, but attack both of them at the same time.
At the same time as the left hand's Lingxu Finger was launched.
His five fingers on his right hand had already opened suddenly, and the magic power surged and spread, instantly stretching out a fiery red shield.
Fire Shield Technique.
As soon as the shield was formed, the gesture of his right hand changed, and the index finger and middle finger were together. The thought continued, and the dagger on his waist made a swishing sound, breaking through the air.
At the same time, the dagger on his back had quietly fallen to the ground, sticking to the ground, and moving forward silently.
He actually wanted to repeat the old trick, just like killing the Blood God Sect monk before, to kill the enemy with two daggers, one bright and one dark.
Although repeated, this trick was extremely effective in the middle of the night.
His left hand kept snapping his fingers, and spiritual light surged out like a tide.
His right hand flew out with a sword, one bright and one dark, one in front and one behind, killing the enemy with two daggers.
At the moment of the attack.
He actually managed to fight two Qi training level 7 at the same time.
What a pity.
At this moment, Cui Xingchen, Luo Yunzhou and Tao Shouhua, who were not far behind him, did not turn around to look, but tried desperately to break through the blockade and try to escape.
Among the three, Cui Xingchen's combat power was only one-third of that, Tao Shouhua was only an ordinary Qi training level 6, and only Luo Yunzhou maintained the combat power of the level 7, and he had also experienced the battle in the demon cave.
The three joined forces and fought desperately at the beginning. In just two breaths, they forced back the Qi training level 7 of the Blood God Sect and were about to escape.
But before escaping, the three turned around and looked at the battle behind them.
As expected, at this moment, the junior brother named Han Yi, who was at the level 6 of Qi training, should have fallen.
This last glance was just a subconscious turn.
But the pupils of the three people suddenly shrank at the same time, their eyeballs widened and rounded, and their bodies that were speeding up stopped abruptly.
I saw.
Under the moonlight.
Han Yi flicked his hand continuously, and the spiritual light shuttled from his fingertips, falling like a curtain of stars. In the blink of an eye, he destroyed all the defenses of the retreating monk. The spiritual light fell on him and suddenly exploded.
Bang!
The monk who retreated exploded, and before the blood mist splashed, the second spiritual light had already fallen on the exploded shoulder.
No.
It can no longer be said to be the second one.
Because in the visual range, the second, third, fourth...
Countless spiritual lights, like a wall of light, fell on him at the same time without distinction.
Shoulders, chest, limbs, and even... head, exploded in the spiritual light.
The exploding blood mist obscured the monk's original appearance, making it difficult to see the truth.