Chapter 1226 King Kong

I saw countless golden lights coming. The monk, who held the Dharma seal with both hands, turned a blind eye to it and seemed to be full of confidence in the light curtain transformed by the Buddha beads in front of him.

Seeing this, Han Li snorted coldly in his heart.

The flying sword is released with golden light, and the power is three points bigger.

The sound of "puff" was loud, and the golden light flashed on the light curtain, but it made a dull sound that seemed to hit the dead wood. Let the green screen sway for a while, and it didn't pass through.

Han Li's expression moved, but he secretly pinched the sword.

Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights near the monks in silver robes trembled at the same time and randomly gathered at high altitude.

Suddenly, the light was shining, and a golden sun rose out of thin air.

But when the light was restrained, a golden sword several feet long suddenly appeared there.

At this time, Han Li rushed to the opposite side without hesitation.

The sound of "wow" was loud, and the golden light on the surface of the golden sword was dark, but a layer of milky white cold light appeared, and the thick crystal ice immediately emerged, turning into a giant Qingtian ice sword of more than dozens of feet.

This sword is crystal clear and huge in size, so that no one can't help but take a breath of cold air at first sight.

The silver-robed monk who was originally below looked up and saw this, and his face finally changed greatly.

At this moment, Han Li, who was opposite, crossed with one hand and waved to the void below. The word "cut" came out coldly in his mouth.

Under the shake of the ice sword, it fell fiercely. Before it really cut to the green light curtain, layers of visible fluctuations appeared in the nearby space. At the same time, there was a sad buzzing sound, as if it was really an iceberg.

This time, although the silver-robed monk held his own green screen with unparalleled tenacity, he would never dare to take this blow.

He said a Buddha's name, and the white lotus dripped under his feet, and the whole person disappeared with this lotus in the seven-color Buddha light.

The giant sword cut into the air with the sound of buzzing.

The next moment, the white light flashed a few feet away next to the giant sword, and the lotus flower floated out, and then the monk also appeared strangely on the white lotus. At the same time, the fingerprints in his hand changed, and an amazing spiritual pressure was released on his body, and a tall phantom of five or six feet

This virtual shadow is golden, with a ferocious and ferocious face, curly hair, and a half-length red luo, which is the same as the rumored image of Buddhist King Kong.

And at the moment when the virtual shadow of King Kong appeared, the monk in silver robe shouted with great breath and aimed at the huge ice sword in front of him and punched out two distances.

With a loud bang, the Vajra Shadow made the same movement as a monk. He pounded out one after another with angry eyes and hit the sword from the side.

The two groups of big golden awn burst on the side of the ice sword. Such a huge sword was hit diagonally in the loud noise. After rolling several times in mid-air, it barely stabilized again.

After Han Li hurriedly looked at the ice sword carefully, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Because the side of the giant sword was hit by the golden light and shadow, the ice was all broken, revealing the golden sword body inside.

This is a skill, which seems to be different from the King of Ming, but it has something to do with it!

He was a little surprised.

However, after the last sacrifice of his flying sword, the amount of Xuanyu mixed in was so much that it was eye-dropping, and each bite reached the limit it could accommodate. Therefore, the coldness contained in the green bamboo bee cloud sword is so strong that naturally it can't be only the power of this blow.

Han Li's mind moved, and the ice sword seemed to be a little broken, but the milky cold light flashed a few times, and the broken place recovered as before. Then the ice sword rudely swept across, and then cut off the silver-robed monk beside him.

The power of the giant ice sword did not decrease at all, as if the previous heavy blow to it had never happened at all.

This time, the silver-robed monk had a headache.

His face sank. The monk did not use his escape to dodge, but as soon as his figure rose, his arms suddenly became thicker, and his hands flashed in the middle of the huge ice sword.

With a bang, King Kong Shadow also moved, and accurately clamped the ice sword in mid-air with two arms, so that it could no longer fall.

Although the virtual shadow of this Buddha is not small, it is really small compared with the ice sword!

Under such a gear, it looks like a mantis blocking the arm, which is really blocked by the King Kong Shadow.

Han Li's pupils shrank, and he was really a little shocked.

Let's say that the huge power of the ice sword itself is the extreme cold produced by the ten thousand years of Xuanyu, which is enough to freeze all the magic weapons and weapons to resist, while the King Kong Shadow blocked it with both hands without care, and there is no difference at all.

This kind of secret technique is really not a small thing.

Of course, Han Li glanced down and also noticed the silver-robed monk below, but it seemed that it was not as easy as the Vajra shadow on his head. Although his arms were motionless, his body involuntarily squatted a little. At the same time, the golden light on his face also shook one after another, looking

Han Li couldn't help frowning.

This Yuanzhi monk's secret skill seems to be somewhat similar to the six-pole true magic skill, but it is essentially completely different.

Although the six-pole true magic skills are also transformed into six magic shadows behind them, these magic shadows are formed by practitioners with the help of external forces and performed by practitioners with the help of the true magic spirit of the ancient demon ancestors. The King Kong phantom summoned by the monk seems to be transformed by the mana in his own body, and the power of this secret skill and the Ming Wang Jue complement each other.

Otherwise, I won't say anything else. If the monk had not cultivated the King of the Ming Dynasty to the realm of the fourth level, and had just hit the mountain-like giant sword, even if the Vajra Shadow could follow, the body would have collapsed without support.

Han Li was very surprised, but the green bamboo bee cloud sword is not just these power. With one hand, the magic idea immediately urged another magic power of the flying sword.

With the sound of thunder, the ice sword suddenly appeared a thick golden arc with a thick arm, which directly transformed into several golden electric pythons and went straight to the shadow.

"Wow!" The monk in silver robe was shocked. Obviously, he never thought that Han Li's flying sword had so many magical power. He didn't have to think too much about it. He suddenly sucked and aimed at the front with all his strength.

Although it did not spew out at all from the monk population, the Vajra shadow manipulated by it was different. In the same move, a golden glow spewed out of his mouth. When the light flashed, several electric dragonflies were rolled up and blown away so that they could not get close at all.

Almost at the same time, after the silver-robed monk shouted again, a pair of golden big hands holding the ice sword suddenly exerted force at the same time, and suddenly the ice sword cracked a huge slit from the middle.

Under the golden light of the hands, the cracks expanded in an instant, and the ice chips broke and fell one after another.

The silver-robed monk actually planned to completely break the ice sword from the middle with the great power of King Kong Prajna.

But the Gao Zeng of Lei Yinzong obviously had an idea. Seeing this, Han Li sneered and changed his hand.

The ice sword in the same place suddenly trembled. After a clear sound, it turned into a Taoist golden wire and dispersed from the big hand of the virtual shadow. Although the King Kong virtual shadow grabbed it twice with its backhand, each golden wire seemed to hover like a psychic, and it hid cleverly. Let it gain nothing at all.

"Sword into silk!" It turns out that Han Daoyou is a swordsman who is proficient in sword tricks!' The monk under the shadow was stunned and muttered.

"It's hard to be called a swordsman. On the contrary, the secret skill of Master Yuanzhi gave Han a vision. I don't know where this magic came from? Han Li smiled faintly and returned with a move of flying swords. He asked very calmly.

At the moment, it's not a life-and-death struggle. He doesn't have to chase and fight without letting go.

"The little skill of carving insects can't be counted. It's just a little magic power to cooperate with the King of Ming." The monk in silver robe smiled and said the same vaguely. He didn't want to reveal it carefully at all.

Han Li listened and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"The magic power of Buddhism is really extraordinary. If you use ordinary means, it will be difficult for you and me to win or lose. Han is about to use a few powerful treasures. Master Yuanzhi is on his own. Han Li's face recovered in a blink of an eye and said with great meaning.

After saying this, Han Li first flicked ten fingers at the monk opposite him, and ten slender red silks shot out in a flash, but suddenly they all disappeared in a flash.

Then the sleeve robe shook again, and suddenly a three-color flame rolled out and turned into a three-color feather fan. It floated in his hand. After a dripping turn, it was clasped by him. Under the wild injection of spiritual power, it gently came out to the opposite side.

A phoenix came out, and a three-color firebird several feet old flew out of the feather fan. After hovering, it went straight to the monk opposite and rushed away.

Then Han Li made another mouth, and a white bead sprayed out. As soon as the square exited, it soared in the wind and turned into a size.

A purple cold flame came out strangely on the surface of the beads.

Han Li did not do anything else, but aimed at the bead and gently brushed the long sleeves.

Suddenly, a sea of purple fire floated in front of him out of thin air, and then rolled up several feet of high fire waves, and rushed straight to the opposite side, with amazing momentum!

The monk in silver robe on the opposite side saw that Han Li was so fierce this time, and his face couldn't help but be extremely solemn. He immediately turned over with the same one hand. Unexpectedly, a silvery vial appeared in the palm of his hand.

But before the monk sacrificed this thing, suddenly in the sky, the red light flashed in front of the Vajra Shadow, and ten slender fire filaments shot out. After a flash, it was stuck on the shadow at the same time. As a result, after a few "Dang" and "Dang", the two collided and made a metal-like sound. These fire wires could not penetrate the golden shadow at all.

The monk didn't care about this, but his eyes all fell on the three-color firebird flying towards him, and his eyes showed a solemn expression.

Although he saw the three flame fan for the first time, the amazing spiritual power from the three-color firebird made him like a great enemy, and he did not dare to despise it at all.

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