Chapter 142

Han Li knew nothing about the Qin family's affairs, but this didn't hinder his ecstatic mood! He walked back and forth in the room excitedly, kept playing with the Ascension Token in his hand, and the more he looked at this token, the more he felt it was exceptionally pleasing to the eye. WM Net

After an incense stick of time, Han Li finally calmed down, smoothed the excitement in his heart, and began to consider his future arrangements and the feasibility of going to Yellow Maple Valley to take a master.

After Han Li's sleepless night, the Tainan Assembly finally came to an end. From the morning of the second day, many cultivators began to leave the valley one after another, and the number of people in the valley decreased by nearly half.

By the afternoon, several senior experts appeared in the square, and after saying some encouraging and praising words, they announced the official end of the Tainan Assembly, and Master Qingyan was also among them.

Immediately, the remaining cultivators, either in groups of three or five or alone, drifted away. And at this time, Daoist Daoist Qingwen and several others found Han Li and invited Han Li to travel together again.

After Han Li was silent for a while, he still shook his head and refused the invitation of Daoist Qingwen and others, making Wu Wu Jiuzhi and the Mo brothers very dissatisfied with Han Li, and even Daoist Daoist Qingwen's expression was a bit ugly.

"Since Brother Han is unwilling to travel with us, Daoist Qingwen cannot force it. Take care of yourself on the road, Brother!" Finally, Daoist Qingwen sighed and said with a tone of regret.

Then, he patted Han Li on the shoulder and left the valley with the others.

Han Li didn't notice that the moment Daoist Daoist Qingwen patted his shoulder, he scattered some colorless and formless powder on his clothes, but there was no abnormality to be seen where it was scattered.

When Wu Wu Jiuzhi and others had just walked out of the thick fog before the valley entrance, Daoist Daoist Qingwen didn't know when he had fallen to the last. He took advantage of the fact that the others weren't paying attention, showing a ferocious expression. Suddenly he flicked his sleeve, and a streak of fire flew out, disappearing into the bushes on one side. Then his face returned to normal, still as righteous as ever, as if everything that had just happened hadn't happened.

Han Li didn't know anything about what Daoist Daoist Qingwen had done, but out of his usual cautious habit, he didn't leave Tainan Valley immediately, but stayed in the valley for another night, and didn't slip out of the valley quietly until the sky was just beginning to brighten in the morning.

As soon as he left Tainan Valley, Han Li set his direction, cast the Wind-Riding Technique on himself, and then lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and his body drifted several feet away. Just like that, his clothes drifted away gradually.

Not long after Han Li left here, two more people rushed over. In front of them was a thumb-sized green light group leading the way, which circled around the place where Han Li had just stayed, then flew in the direction Han Li had left, and the two followed closely behind the light group.

Han Li didn't stop at all along the way, running for more than a hundred miles without resting for a moment, until he reached a small hill, before he stopped his footsteps, sat down, ate something, and recovered his physical strength and magic power.

Han Li didn't know that this series of unreasonable actions of his made the two-person group chasing behind him curse endlessly!

This was no wonder; who would get up and travel before dawn, if they hadn't done something to Han Li beforehand, they might have lost him. But even so, their original plan of setting up a trap in front to ambush Han Li went bankrupt!

What made the two even more furious was that Han Li walked more than a hundred miles in one go, making the two eat a belly full of dust behind, almost collapsing from exhaustion! After all, the two of them had been cultivators for a long time and were used to being pampered, and they hadn't experienced such long-distance travel on foot for a long time.

I don't know how much time had passed, Han Li sat cross-legged in a depression under the hill, closed his eyes, and didn't move, as if he had entered a state of self-forgetfulness. And all around, except for the long and short chirping of mountain insects, there was no other sound.

Just at this moment, more than ten streaks of white light suddenly broke through the soil from somewhere nearby, stabbing straight at Han Li.

Han Li, who had been motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, cold light flashing, his body suddenly rose into the air for no reason, and then landed lightly on the other side of the open space with both feet.

In this way, those white lights naturally missed, puchi! They stabbed obliquely into the soil where Han Li had been meditating, revealing half of their crystal-clear true faces, which were more than ten sharp ice cones!

Seeing this, Han Li's expression became gloomy.

He extended his right hand, spread his five fingers, and with a crackling sound, a small fireball appeared on each of his five fingertips, but these fireballs were half the size of ordinary Fireball Technique fireballs!

"Fellow Daoist, try my five-shot burst!" Han Li stared at the place where the ice cones flew out and said sternly. Then, he bent his five fingers slightly and suddenly flicked them, and the five fireballs flew out in a straight line.

Just as the fireballs were about to touch the ground, a yellow figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then the figure flashed, and the figure arrived elsewhere, just avoiding the attack range of the fireballs.

With a "bang," that small piece of ground was blown into a big pit by Han Li's several fireballs, and the pit was filled with hot air, and some places even showed signs of being melted by high temperatures, making the guy who had narrowly escaped death break into a cold sweat.

Han Li didn't pay attention to the big pit at this time, but stared fixedly at the yellow-clothed man who jumped out, a lean man of thirty or so with a cunning look.

"Why did you ambush me?" Han Li asked coldly.

The yellow-clothed man heard this, rolled his eyes, gave a few "wicked" laughs, and said:

"If you want to know, wait for your next life!"

Afterward, he suddenly shouted sternly.

"Do it!"

Han Li was startled and just wanted to take action, but suddenly heard two slight breaking sounds from under his feet, and then a pair of giant hands flashing with yellow light split left and right like lightning, grabbing Han Li's feet tightly, just like two fine steel hoops, making Han Li unable to move an inch!

"Kid, you're dead, your feet can't move, let's see how you dodge my Ice Cone Technique!" The yellow-clothed man laughed "wickedly" and proudly, then raised his hands, aimed them directly at Han Li, and began to chant incantations in his mouth.

As a result, there was a cold air in front of his hands, and white crystals gradually condensed, forming sharp ice cones one after another.

Han Li's face changed greatly, he pressed his hand to his waist, with a clanging sound, cold light flashed, and a bright long sword was revealed, then he slashed down without hesitation.

"Dang," this sword was like slashing on a rock, sparks flew, and that giant yellow hand was completely unharmed!

Han Li was both surprised and angry, and just when he was about to find another way, the yellow-clothed man's wild laughter sounded opposite.

"Haha! Kid, go to hell!"

Han Li's heart sank, and he hurriedly looked up.

He saw more than twenty sharp ice cones shooting over from the yellow-clothed man's side, covering his whole body, with nowhere to dodge.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression was extremely solemn. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, his feet didn't move, but his body suddenly twisted strangely, and those ice cones were dodged by this twisting, only his right shoulder and left leg couldn't be avoided, and each was pierced by an ice cone, blood flowing from the wounds in an instant, soaking Han Li's clothes and pants.

With a "pa" sound, Han Li threw away the long sword in his hand, his ten fingers danced, and he quickly sealed the blood vessels near the wounds, making the blood stop instantly. And at this moment, the originally proud yellow-clothed man opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what had just happened.

Han Li's expression was gloomy, his two lower legs exerted force, and they twisted strangely like boneless, and his two feet also shrank a circle in a burst of strange sounds, then his whole body suddenly leaped upward, and his two feet actually pulled out of the two giant hands like slippery fish, and then his whole person shot backward in mid-air, stopping more than ten feet away, before looking coldly at the giant hands.

"Impossible! How could you pull your feet out under the blessing of the Great Strength Technique?" A buzzing sound of surprise and anger came from the soil under the giant hands.

Then, the two giant hands split outward, and a burly figure emitting yellow light drilled out of the soil forcibly.

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