Chapter 1158

"Why, does your Excellency also want a share!" Han Li smiled slightly and said unhurriedly. WwW. feiazw. CoM Net

"I might not know all the famous cultivators in the Chaotic Star Sea, but I know their appearance and appearance seven or eight out of ten. But you seem somewhat familiar! Eh! No, you seem somewhat familiar!" The bald burly man first replied coldly, but after examining him carefully for two more glances, he frowned, muttering in suspicion.

Upon hearing this, Han Li's pupils constricted, and a cold light like a blade flashed in his eyes.

"Since Fellow Daoist has said so, then I will leave Man Man Huzi's cave to you. Let's go!" The burly man pondered with a shifting expression for a while, then suddenly thought of something. After his expression changed, he suddenly said words of retreat.

The beautiful woman and the other three present were stunned upon hearing this.

Golden light flashed around the bald burly man's body, and without a word, he wrapped the beautiful woman beside him and activated his escape light, intending to leave by air.

But just at this moment, Han Li flicked his hand without any sign, and a green sword light shot out, arriving above the burly man's head in a flash and slashing down fiercely.

In this way, this Golden Flower Ancestor naturally could not escape. In shock and anger, he could only roar, sacrificing the golden shield in his hand once again, transforming into a sheet of golden mist to protect his entire body.

After a "boom," a mass of golden light exploded in the low sky, the light blinding and dazzling, making the elderly man and the others close their eyes, retreating backward in shock, not daring to look directly.

But after the light faded, the golden-robed burly man appeared below, somewhat staggering. Although the golden shield hovering in the air was somewhat damaged, he and the beautiful woman behind him were safe and sound.

He had actually blocked Han Li's strike.

"Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this? I have already left this place to you, why do you still attack me?" Golden Flower Ancestor roared in a low voice, full of anger.

"What is the meaning? Since you recognized me, do you think I would let you leave?" Han Li's mouth moved slightly, and he sneered.

Immediately after, his heart filled with the intent to kill, and he did not want to say anything more. He clapped his waist storage pouch, and a demon-subduing staff shot out, vanishing after flickering in the air, but appearing strangely above the burly man's head the next moment.

Han Li formed hand seals with both hands, chanting incantations. The demon-subduing staff emitted vast yellow light, growing to more than ten feet in size in the wind, and smashed down fiercely.

It was as if a small mountain were pressing down directly. Before it truly landed, the nearby space distorted and deformed, and a buzzing sound was emitted out of thin air.

With Han Li's greatly advanced cultivation, the power he exerted when driving the magic treasures of the three Mount Kunwu elders far exceeded what he had done before.

The Golden Flower Ancestor below was shocked and angry!

Only then did he know that the opponent was also a ruthless person who had immediately taken action just because of some guesses, not wanting to listen to any of his explanations at all. The power of the opponent's treasure was even more beyond his imagination; the already damaged golden shield could absolutely not block this strike.

With no other choice, the burly man did not release any magic treasure, but flipped his hand, and a golden talisman appeared between his fingers.

He waved his hand, spat out a few strange incantations, and his figure spun around, suddenly emitting large patches of golden mist from his entire body, golden and shining, extremely beautiful.

The demon-subduing staff struck down with a "puff," and the golden mist transformed into a sky full of golden flowers, fist-sized and dense, drowning the burly man and the beautiful woman inside.

As yellow light and golden light intertwined, a heaven-shaking loud noise came, and all the light faded, revealing a giant stone pit in the original spot.

The burly man and the beautiful woman had vanished without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was slightly stunned, but immediately snorted coldly, scanning the surroundings with his divine sense.

Suddenly, he slashed his hand toward a piece of void behind him.

A muffled "bang" came, and flowers of golden light appeared out of thin air. The bald burly man appeared from the void, holding the beautiful woman's graceful body with one hand, and with the golden flowers gathering desperately, he actually blocked this sword qi.

Han Li raised an eyebrow, staring at these golden flowers carefully, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

One must know that because he practiced the Green Origin Sword Technique, his cultivation was far superior to ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. Even a green sword qi he flicked out casually had power that was absolutely not to be underestimated.

And this Golden Flower Ancestor had actually blocked it easily with the power of just one talisman. This was somewhat strange.

"Impossible, how could you detect where I am? Even mid-stage cultivators don't have such divine abilities," the burly man was even more surprised, his face full of shock.

"Hmph! This talisman of yours is somewhat interesting, but thinking of escaping from under my nose with this is just wishful thinking," Han Li said indifferently, calling the demon-subduing staff from afar with a point of his finger, and it flew toward the burly man again without a sound.

Seeing this, the burly man's face flashed with a baleful look. He waved the golden talisman in his hand, transforming into a sheet of golden flowers again, and vanished, appearing in another low sky nearby. Then he suddenly threw the beautiful woman aside, his face showing a ferocious look, and shouted loudly:

"Surnamed Han, I have retreated step by step. Do you really think that with a Heavenly Void Cauldron, you have eaten me, the Ancestor? Today, I really want to fight you."

Afterward, the burly man clapped his waist, and a stream of black energy shot out from a spirit beast bag, rolling around, and a strange bird over a foot in size appeared above him.

This bird was wrapped in black energy, its eyes emerald green, and it had a bright red fleshy crown, looking extremely ugly and fierce. After appearing, it emitted a harsh, noisy sound, staring viciously at Han Li, appearing quite spiritual.

"Ghost Dove? I didn't expect you to actually raise such a ghost bird?"

Han Li clicked his tongue in wonder, but his expression remained calm. He also reached into his waist and sacrificed a spirit beast bag into mid-air.

Immediately, a hissing sound came from the bag, and a stream of white, misty cold fog sprayed out, containing more than a dozen snow-white centipedes. Each was half a foot long, with a pair of transparent wings on its back, looking extremely fierce, circling and dancing above Han Li's head.

Han Li didn't speak, just pointed his finger at the three people in the distance respectively.

Suddenly, the eighteen Six-Winged Frost Centipedes divided into three groups, transforming into three streams of white cold wind, whistling as they chased after the three Core Formation cultivators. Their speed was clearly a notch faster than the three.

Seeing this scene, the beautiful woman and the other three hurriedly exerted the last bit of their remaining strength, and their speed actually increased by a point.

In the blink of an eye, the three and the Six-Winged Frost Centipedes had chased far away, one after the other.

As for the low-tier cultivators, Han Li was too lazy to bother with them.

With their slow escape speed and low status, even if they wanted to report the matter here to someone, it would likely be days later. By then, he would have been thousands of miles away.

However, he turned his head to look at the Golden Flower Ancestor in the distance, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. He fanned his Wind-Thunder Wings gently, and his person vanished in a silver arc.

Although the Golden Flower Ancestor was already more than a hundred feet away at this time, every time Han Li flickered, he instantly closed in by twenty feet. After only six or seven times, he appeared strangely above the burly man.

Without a word, he raised one hand, and large patches of purple flame shot out, transforming into a giant hand that grabbed down aggressively.

"Ah!"

The Golden Flower Ancestor below never expected that Han Li could easily perform instant teleportation repeatedly, actually catching up to him so quickly. He was shocked and exclaimed, seeing the purple giant hand grabbing down, his face showing fear.

But with no other choice, he could only open his mouth, spitting out a golden flying sword to slash at the giant hand, and hurriedly formed hand seals, wanting to use a magic technique to avoid this strike.

But this giant hand transformed from Purple Luo Extreme Fire was not something a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could easily break. The extreme cold flame Han Li created himself was something even late-stage Great Cultivators and Rank 10 demon beasts were somewhat wary of.

Seeing the golden flying sword slash at the giant hand, purple light flashed, and the flying sword's surface was instantly frozen by a layer of purple cold ice, then lost control and fell straight down.

In the burly man's pale gaze, the purple giant hand opened its five fingers strangely, actually looking like a giant fan, grabbing the burly man's body that had just shot out.

A miserable shriek was emitted, and the purple flames on the giant hand rose by several feet. In the blink of an eye, the Golden Flower Ancestor turned into a purple ice sculpture.

Seeing this scene, Han Li activated his magic technique without hesitation, and the giant hand exerted force with its five fingers!

With a crisp "puff," the entire ice sculpture shattered into pieces. Amidst the ice chips, golden light flashed, and the burly man's Nascent Soul wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But Han Li had long been prepared. With a thought, the giant hand transformed into surging purple fire, trapping the burly man's Nascent Soul inside.

The Nascent Soul only supported itself for a moment before flashing a few times and vanishing into nothingness.

Only then did Han Li flick his sleeve, and the purple flames transformed into a fire snake that shot back, vanishing into his sleeve in a flash.

He smiled slightly, scanned the surroundings, and raised his hand to grab at the void below.

Suddenly, the burly man's storage pouch hovering in the air was snatched into his hand.

He stuffed the storage pouch into his sleeve and looked toward other directions.

He saw that the three had long vanished without a trace with the eighteen snow-white centipedes, seemingly having chased far away.

Han Li was not in a hurry, putting away the Soul-Devouring Beast that had already returned to its miniature form, and closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged. He released his divine sense slowly in all directions, his figure motionless in mid-air.

At this moment, the surroundings became quiet, and apart from the slight sea breeze, there was almost no sound at all.

After sitting for the time of a cup of tea, Han Li suddenly revealed a trace of a light smile, reopening his eyes.

Almost at the same time, spiritual light flashed on the horizon in a certain direction, and a mass of white cold wind shot back. In a moment, it arrived above Han Li's head, and the cold wind dispersed, revealing six fierce snow-white centipedes.

At this time, the centipedes had all grown to over a foot in size, and on the white shells of two of them, there were still a few faint sword marks, looking as if they had experienced a great battle.

With a low shout from his mouth, after he cast a magic technique into the air, the six centipedes flashed with white light, their bodies shrinking rapidly, transforming into their original size.

Then Han Li sacrificed the spirit beast bag again, and these Six-Winged Frost Centipedes transformed into six white streaks of light, shooting into the bag's mouth.

After waiting for a while, the other two groups of centipedes also shot back from the other two directions. One group was unharmed, but in the other group, one had several of its thin legs slashed off, appearing to have suffered some injuries.

However, these spirit insects were naturally vigorous and had the talent for limb regeneration; these small injuries would fully recover after a period of time.