Before the smoke and dust had dissipated, Han Li on the other side felt a blur before his eyes. The figure of the white-haired old man flashed suddenly, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

"Bang"

He felt a stern in his heart, and subconsciously raised his arms. As soon as he finished crossing in front of him, he was hit by a heavy punch with great force and heavy punch.

Fortunately, he had already secretly activated the true epic membrane and covered his arms with golden scales so that he would not be as embarrassed as Lin Shiqi. However, he still flew backwards hundreds of feet like a cloud and mist, and then he barely stabilized his body.

Although the white-haired old man knocked Han Li away with a punch, he took a step back slightly, and a hint of surprise seemed to flash in his eyes, which had not yet completely lost his mind.

But as Lin Jiu lifted his sword, he immediately roared and fisted to meet him.

At this time, his skin had gradually changed from dark red to bright red, and the steam color that emerged all over his body gradually faded and turned into light pink.

Correspondingly, his speed seemed to be getting faster and faster, and the force of his fist was getting stronger and stronger. Almost every punch was smashed, a blast sound formed by friction with the air.

Lin Jiu kept waving the golden sword in his hand, but the old man with white hair was bare hands, and each punch hit the golden sword sword sharply, making a deafening "bang" sound.

The two bodies constantly change their positions. Wherever the fists and swords intersect, invisible fluctuations of law burst out. Wherever they pass, everything is involved, easily stirred into nothingness, and even the ground is cut out one by one.

Although the sword technique used by Lin Jiu was extremely exquisite, when facing an old man with amazing speed and seemingly great ingenuity but not skillful, he actually had a sense of incompetence.

"Everyone is going to die!"

The old man with white hair roared wildly, his fists blurred slightly, and more than ten fist shadows appeared unpredictably, covering Lin Jiu, with a terrifying momentum.

Lin Jiu didn't think too much, but he didn't dare to stop at all. He held the sword in both hands and waved it suddenly. A dazzling sword light suddenly burst out from the tip of the sword, becoming brighter and brighter, and instantly turned into a ball of golden light balls of several feet in size and swirled out, and then burst out in a flash.

In an instant, countless crisscrossing golden sword energy swept out, colliding with the whistling fist shadows, making a series of metal friction-like sharp sounds.

However, all the sword energy dissipated and disappeared in an instant, but the fist shadow did not completely dissipate, causing a trace of surprise to flash in Lin Jiu's eyes. Then a golden light flashed on his body, and a large amount of golden light emerged from his body and blocked him.

At this moment, a figure of Lin Shiqi, a somewhat dirt-faced figure suddenly flew out from a huge pit not far from the two.

But when his wrist trembled, a yellow rope flew out from his cuffs, twisting in the air like a spirit snake, transforming into seven or eight ropes and tying down towards the white-haired old man not far away.

"Bang bang" a few loud noises!

Lin Jiu's golden light was trembling and was smashed to fly backwards. The old man with white hair wanted to chase him and punch him again, but he was just trapped in it by the rope. Then a strange light flashed, and the rope suddenly contracted, completely trapping it.

Lin Shiqi held the rope in one hand and pulled it back without saying a word. The old man's figure rose up and fell towards him.

Han Li came out of nowhere, and the silver sword in his hand shook, pointed the sword tip and stabbed the old man's head.

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with golden light, and his mouth made a vague low voice.

The next moment, his body was covered with blood, and the flesh on his arms broke open. Two white bones wrapped in a layer of pink fascia suddenly pierced out, cutting the yellow rope like a blade and getting out.

As a result, before his figure was stabilized, he raised his arm and swept the blade-like white bone towards Han Li, who was close to him.

The tip of the silver sword pierced directly onto the bones, making a terrifying friction sound.

Han Li felt a huge force coming like a sea of ​​rushing waves. When he felt a move in his heart, he immediately took advantage of the situation and flew backwards.

The old man with white hair was easily knocked away by Han Li, and even though he lost his consciousness, he was still a little stunned. But then he seemed to think of something and turned around, waved the bone knife that grew from his arms, and rushed straight to Lin Shiqi, who was still holding the rope.

Almost just a flash, he appeared directly in front of the latter. After stabbing it with a knife, he directly broke several layers of shields on his body, and then stabbed his chest to a cold heart, and blood gushed out of the blood hole.

Lin Shiqi's body was like a shrimp, and he suddenly bowed backwards, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from under the mask, but then a white light burst out from his waist, causing the whole person to fall down and crash into the ground.

The white light converged, and Lin Shiqi's figure appeared, motionless, and life and death were unknown.

The white-haired old man made a "giggle" sound, and did not look at Lin Shiqi again. When he turned his head, he looked at Han Li, who had already retreated hundreds of feet away.

Han Li looked at the scene in front of him as deep as water.

The old man should also be a Xuanxian with great physical strength. After swallowing the Infant Burning Blood Pill, his strength has reached such a terrifying level. Even if he chose to fight hard just now, he would probably be seriously injured.

At this time, the old man's eyes had completely turned into pure gold, and there was no trace of human rationality at all.

No wonder Lin Shiqi couldn't resist it at all because of a Xuanxian who had lost his mind and had a strength close to the Golden Immortal Realm.

Suddenly, the old man's figure blurred and disappeared from the spot.

Han Li shot back without any hesitation, and at the same time, his arms were rolled up, he raised his punch and smashed directly into the void in front of him.

I heard a loud "boom" sound!

His fist and the fist of the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared hit hard.

An invisible wave of air burst out from the ends of the two people's fists, sweeping like a storm, blowing the surroundings into the void, flying sand and rocks rolling away.

Han Li felt a powerful force rolling in, and his whole body was hit and flew back hundreds of feet, directly smashing a black cliff behind him to pieces, and then he could barely stabilize.

The white-haired old man on the other side also flew away, but he only flew two or three hundred feet away, and then stabilized his body again...

"Fellow Taoist Jiao Shifen, I didn't expect you to be a mysterious immortal. But don't attack him head-on, and wait until I set up a trapping formation and you will lead him in. Now his consciousness has lost, just wait for the essence, blood, and the Nascent Soul in his body to burn out. If we don't need to do it, he will definitely die." Lin Jiu stood hanging in the sky and shouted to Han Li.

"I can't guarantee that I can entangle him for too long. Fellow Daoist, set up the formation as soon as possible." Han Li calmed down the qi and blood surging in his body, and Chong Linjiu said.

After saying that, he nipped his toes, flew into the sky, and threw the sword in his hand.

The silver sword swept into the air, and the silver light made a huge splash, which separated a dense sword shadow from it, blooming like a thousand-petal lotus flowers.

Han Li's chanting sounded, and he pointed with one hand towards the bottom.

In the air, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly became loud.

A series of extremely dense silver sword shadows immediately shot down like a rainstorm pear blossom, covering the white-haired old man who had just crawled out of the rock wall.

"Boom boom boom"

The sound of explosions kept ringing in the valley, rocks shattered in the valley, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the old man's figure was buried in it soon.

There was only a roar that was almost like a beast's roar.

In the smoke and dust, the figure of the old man with white hair suddenly jumped out, and red cracks appeared on his skin. The bun that was originally tied up was already scattered, and his long snow-white silver hair danced wildly in the wind, looking like a ferocious demon.

He only protected his face with his arms, allowing Han Li's silver sword shadow to thrust on his body and crashed into the silver sword lotus.

The silver sword lotus shone brightly and exploded with a bang. The chaotic silver sword shadows shot wildly in all directions.

The silver sword in the middle also broke into two pieces with a "bang".

Seeing this, Han Li frowned slightly, golden scales appeared on his arms, and the whole thing was thicker, and he waved his fists to greet him.

On the other side of the valley, Lin Jiu was holding a golden stick as thick as an adult man's arm in his hand. He walked a few steps to a rock, and raised his hand to snatch the stick to the ground.

The golden stick, which was engraved with dense runes and three feet long, penetrated straight into the ground, and was buried two-thirds of it, only about a meter long, and was exposed on the surface of the ground.

Lin Jiu raised his eyes and glanced around, and saw a circular magic array surrounded by long golden sticks that had basically formed, leaving only a gap gap at the east and west ends.

"Fellow Taoist Jiao Shifen, please bring him over quickly!" He looked at Han Li and shouted loudly.

When Han Li heard the sound, he twisted his body, and a light flashed on his body, and shot towards him quickly.

After the old white-haired man who had already lost his mind, he stomped his feet hard, and his speed was even slightly faster than Han Li, and he rushed towards him.

Han Li barely flew to the edge of the magic circle, and the white-haired old man had already chased him. The bone knife on the outside of his arm pierced out and headed straight for his back.

Just then, a sharp roar sounded.

A golden flying sword shot straight from under Han Li, hitting the old man's bone knife, bringing up a string of golden Mars.

The old man staggered and stopped above the magic circle.

"Fellow Daoist picks up the stick."

At the same time, Lin Jiu shouted loudly, raised his wrist, and threw a long golden stick against the ground and towards Han Li.

Han Li fell down quickly, bent down and grabbed the golden long stick, and turned it over and inserted it heavily into the gap in the formation.

On the other side, Lin Jiu inserted another long stick into the ground almost at the same time.

There was a "buzz" sound.

An invisible wave suddenly rose from the magic circle, and the runes on each golden stick burst out with dazzling golden light, and a golden chain poked out from it, protruding up "rattle", tied the white-haired old man to a strong point.

The old man with white hair was bound, his silver hair was flying, his whole body was steaming white, and he struggled violently in the air.

More than a dozen golden long sticks named "Dragon Locking Sticks" were dragged wildly by this huge force and swayed on the ground, like small trees in a storm, which seemed to be in danger, but like a tumbler, always shaking but not falling.
Chapter completed!