Chapter 1101

The woman's divine sense uttered a 'chaos', and the flying swords that had been locked in a stalemate with Han Li's flying swords suddenly dimmed in spiritual light, their power greatly diminished.

Seeing this, Han Li's sword formula surged in his heart, and over a dozen Qingzhu Fengyun swords simultaneously blazed with golden light, circling the now sluggish ice swords.

With a series of 'crack' sounds, nearly half of the ice swords were actually severed in two by the golden 'colored' flying swords.

The remaining few ice swords also instantly dimmed in spiritual light, emitting continuous mournful cries, appearing to have suffered considerable damage.

The white-clad woman, who had just recovered from the soul-stabbing daze, upon seeing her natal magic treasure destroyed, was greatly startled; her mind distracted, several mouthfuls of essence blood spurted out, but she hastily urged her sword formula to recall the remaining flying swords.

Otherwise, if all the flying swords were destroyed, it would not be merely this minor damage.

But Han Li had already made his move—how could he easily allow this woman to retrieve her natal flying swords?

He swiftly raised his hand and pointed at the distant flying swords; instantly, all the Qingzhu Fengyun swords pursued the remaining ice swords relentlessly, while those flying swords without opponents increased their retreat speed astonishingly; in a few flashes, they strangely appeared before these ice swords, and with a front-and-back assault, sword qi resounded loudly, trapping these flying swords within.

Han Li once again activated his sword formula, preparing to rely on the sharpness of his flying swords to completely destroy this woman's natal magic treasure, when suddenly a violent shout came from above his head.

"You dare!"

Immediately, two black rainbows flashed, flying out from the snowflakes in the sky as two black flood dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws, each seven or eight zhang long, extremely ferocious and vicious.

Han Li's face 'color' remained calm, as if he had anticipated this attack; one hand continued to activate the sword formula, while the other suddenly rose, throwing out a booklet flashing with red light.

Immediately, amidst the spiritual light, this treasure opened.

From the booklet came a clear ringing sound, as hundreds of gold and silver 'colored' ancient characters flew out; upon appearing, they immediately swelled in the wind and then transformed into countless light clusters that directly flew toward the two black flood dragons.

The two flood dragons were not polite either, continuously spewing black 'colored' light from their mouths, with one diving straight into the midst of the ancient characters.

The sound of 'boom—boom—boom' continued without cease, as gold and silver 'colored' light erupted on the flood dragons' bodies, not only shattering the black light on their bodies into pieces, but also causing the two black flood dragons to repeatedly flip over several times; these gold and silver runes actually possessed astonishingly great power.

And the two black flood dragons, seemingly unable to withstand such a fierce onslaught, let out a low roar from their mouths and then revealed their true forms—actually two black 'colored' short halberds.

Seeing this, Han Li felt a faint joy in his heart, and secretly, the magic power he had poured into the booklet instantly increased by one-third.

The red 'colored' booklet suddenly trembled, and even more ancient characters poured out from within, actually covering a large expanse of space above, and then shot 'forth'.

A flash of black light, and the blue-clad middle-aged man appeared with a grim 'color' amidst the surrounding symbols, but without a word he raised his hand, recalling the two black 'colored' short halberds, then flipped his palm, and suddenly a green 'colored' small banner appeared in his hand.

This banner was only a few inches in size, but when shaken, the runes on its surface rolled, and a great wind arose; the blue-clad middle-aged man thus vanished from sight.

All the ancient characters suddenly struck empty; Han Li saw this and couldn't help but startle.

On the other side, Han Li also failed to gain the upper hand again, because Bai Mengxin gritted her teeth and suddenly produced a spotless white mirror.

This mirror was aimed at the golden light formed by Han Li's flying swords, and with just a flick,

immediately a 'milky' white 'colored' light pillar sprayed 'forth' from the mirror surface; those clusters of golden light, caught off guard, were struck by this light pillar, and instantly layers of cold ice appeared on the swords, with most of the flying swords turning into clusters of ice blocks, frozen within.

And the remaining few ice swords then seized the opportunity to escape back, flashing by and being taken into her body by this woman.

Han Li turned his gaze, saw this scene, let out a cold snort, and immediately pointed several times with one hand toward the distance.

Instantly, thunderous sounds arose on the golden 'colored' small sword, fine electric arcs appearing on the sword; those blocks of profound ice, under the might of the Subduing Evil Divine Thunder, shattered inch by inch, and the flying swords instantly regained freedom.

Bai Mengxin's divine 'color' changed greatly, and she immediately turned the small mirror in her hand, actually aiming it at Han Li.

But Han Li, behind him, a tremendous 'boom—boom—boom' sound rang out, a pair of silver 'colored' wings unfolded, and with a slight flutter, he vanished within the silver light.

Bai Mengxin was stunned, but almost simultaneously, a sudden gust of wind swept past beside her, a hand reached out from the wind and grabbed her, pulling her into it; then the wind flashed and dissipated, leaving no trace of her figure.

In the next moment, a silver arc flashed, and Han Li's figure appeared where Bai Mengxin had originally stood.

He gazed at the empty 'void', a hint of killing intent appearing on his face; as the blue light in his pupils swept down, he suddenly raised his hand backward, and a black arc flew 'forth' from his sleeve, then flashed and vanished without a trace.

At a certain empty space dozens of zhang away, black light suddenly flashed, a low hum sounded, and a severed arm strangely slid down, followed immediately by a blue 'colored' figure stumbling into view—it was that blue-clad middle-aged man!

This person was also extremely ruthless; although his arm was severed, his other arm flashed like lightning to grab the severed arm, then his body swayed, and he vanished within a gust of wind.

Han Li's pupils flashed with cold 'color', but he did not again drive that black light to pursue this person; instead, he raised his hand and beckoned.

That black arc instantly teleported, vanishing in place, and the next moment appeared before Han Li—it was a short blade several inches long, its surface flashing with dark, gloomy light, exactly the marrow blade originally used for the humanoid puppet.

Then Han Li hovered in the wind and snow, his expression unchanged as he continuously scanned his surroundings, the blue light in his pupils flickering nonstop, as if searching for something.

Outside the illusion, at another location of the magic formation, the blue-clad middle-aged man was frantically pressing the severed arm against the wound, then quickly applying several talismans; after a flow of white light, the severed arm was reconnected.

"What a strange magic treasure—it seems Martial Sister Mengyao was not exaggerating. This Han cultivator truly possesses extraordinary divine powers. Martial Sister Mengxin, are you alright?" Seeing that the wound at the severed arm was no longer bleeding, the blue-clad middle-aged man exhaled, then turned his head to glance at Bai Mengxin beside him, his face 'revealing' a hint of concern.

"I'm fine, although my natal magic treasure was destroyed, I managed to recover nearly half of it, but these profound ice swords can no longer be driven to resist the enemy. Martial Brother Han Li, the formation has no effect on this person at all, and moreover, he seems to possess divine powers capable of seeing through illusions! Our attempt to conceal our traces using the formation's power has been utterly ineffective." Bai Mengxin's originally deathly pale face now had two patches of unusual red flush rising on her cheeks, and her voice was somewhat hoarse.

"I saw it all just now. The opponent is indeed not to be underestimated; if it weren't for involving the Xu Tian Ding, I would truly not wish to make such a great enemy. But since we have already engaged, there is naturally no reason to retreat. I have already resolved the backlash of the last trace of heaven and earth's primordial energy. Below, you only need to assist me a little. This person shall be handed over to me for extermination. With my current physical condition, temporarily activating the cold air of the entire Xu Yu Cave should barely be possible; even if this person is formidable, he absolutely cannot withstand such a vast amount of Xu Yu cold air." The Han Li Elder, his entire body blazing with dazzling blue light but the golden light in his eyes gradually retracting, spoke calmly.

"Activating the Xu Yu cold air in this way means we will be unable to open the Xu Yu Cave for the next thousand years." Upon hearing this, the blue-clad middle-aged man started in surprise.

Bai Mengxin likewise changed her jade-like countenance slightly.

"This is a method with no alternative; you two have already tested it. This person is clearly proficient in formation arts, and whether it be magic treasures or divine powers, they are all exceptionally sharp; moreover, besides possessing the Xu Tian Ding, this person seems to also have a counterfeit spirit treasure fan, equally difficult to deal with. Only by relying on the power of the entire Xu Yu Cave can I be fully confident in exterminating this person. Compared to the Xu Tian Ding, temporarily sealing the Xu Yu Cave for a thousand years is a price completely worth it." The Han Li Elder glanced toward the formation where Han Li stood in the distance, speaking with extraordinary composure.

Upon hearing this great elder's words, the blue-clad middle-aged man and Bai Mengxin, though still harboring some hesitation in their hearts, found it difficult to say anything.

The Han Li Elder flipped his hand once, and suddenly a crystal-clear, translucent Xu Yu token appeared in his hand.

Mysterious runes on the token flickered incessantly, while the back bore an engraved ice kirin spewing snow.

Just as he intended to offer this token and begin casting, his gaze unconsciously swept once more toward Han Li, and his expression suddenly changed dramatically:

"Not good—the opponent has actually found the formation's eye and is attempting to break out. You two, quickly activate the formation; no matter what method, you must buy me some time."

Upon hearing this, the blue-clad middle-aged man was startled and immediately looked toward the distance.

Only to see that Han Li, within the illusion, was making hand seals, and a golden 'colored' giant sword several zhang long had appeared above his head at some point, with countless electric arcs flashing nonstop upon it, slowly chopping toward a certain point of the entire formation.

The blue-clad middle-aged man's heart was shocked; without time to think further, he shook his sleeve, and a ball of yellow-green light sprayed out, shooting straight toward the giant sword.

Beside him, Bai Mengxin silently raised her hand, and the white 'colored' mirror that had once frozen Han Li's flying swords appeared; upon a flick of the mirror surface, several 'milky' white 'colored' light pillars flashed and surged forth, their target being Han Li himself.

It seems this woman intends to employ a 'besiege Wei to rescue Zhao' entangling tactic.

As for the Han Li Elder himself, he urgently chanted profound incantations, and the Xu Yu token rose into the air, with white dots of light on it transforming into a dazzling light cluster; within the light cluster, a faint silhouette of a spiritual beast could be seen, gradually taking shape.

At this moment, Han Li displayed his giant sword technique, having already driven the golden 'colored' giant sword to chop down with full confidence.

He himself was proficient in formation arts, and with the added aid of the Qing Ling Eye, breaking a mere illusion was naturally a matter of moments.

However, when that yellow-green 'colored' light ball suddenly appeared beneath the giant sword, and additionally several 'milky' white 'colored' light pillars shot out from the wind and snow toward him, Han Li's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of mocking smile.

The woman's divine sense uttered a 'chaos', and the flying swords that had been locked in a stalemate with Han Li's flying swords suddenly dimmed in spiritual light, their power greatly diminished.