Chapter 1479: Blood River Underworld Needle (Part 2)

At such close range, Han Li couldn't make any reaction at all.

I saw a flash of blood light, and the blood needle pierced Han Li's face like a ghost.

The corner of the figure's mouth in the blood mist moved, and a sinister smile appeared.

This divine ability of his had allowed him to kill countless powerful enemies, and he had never missed before.

A crisp "clang" of metal striking metal sounded; the fine needle seemed to have struck a steel plate, and it was instantly bounced away, spinning.

Han Li's expression changed drastically. One arm blurred slightly and reached forward, grabbing the blood needle in his hand. The smile that had just appeared on the figure in the blood mist froze.

"Your physical body can block my Blood River Underworld Needle?" The figure in the blood mist seemed still somewhat incredulous.

But Han Li didn't say a word, just slowly opened his five fingers in front of him.

I saw the blood needle jumping incessantly in his palm, as if it were alive. But sheets of five-colored light flames appeared in his palm, making it impossible for the needle to leave even an inch.

Han Li's expression was very ugly, even somewhat livid, and a chill swirled in his heart and wouldn't dissipate.

The sneak attack this time really made him feel like he had circled the gates of hell and walked back.

If it weren't for his powerful physical body far exceeding that of demonic beasts of the same rank, with skin and bones tougher than ordinary magic treasures, any other human cultivator would have died on the spot.

But even so, it still broke him out in a cold sweat. This feeling of almost brushing against life and death was something he hadn't experienced for many years.

The figure in the blood mist was no less shocked than Han Li!

He had never heard of an opponent with such a powerful physical body, and he couldn't help but wonder if Han Li was truly a Flying Spirit person, rather than some kind of physically strong demonic creature in disguise.

His expression was also somewhat uncertain.

At this moment, Han Li slowly raised his hand. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly let out a cold snort.

The figure in the blood mist felt a "Boom" in his brain, as if someone had stabbed him hard with a sharp awl, and he suddenly felt intense pain.

Although this figure's divine sense was powerful and not comparable to demonic creatures of the same rank, he still couldn't help but have his figure sway from the pain, almost immediately about to bend over.

And almost at the same time, the last trace of clarity he had felt a breeze blow behind him, followed by a strange chill suddenly attacking his waist.

He was startled and wanted to dodge, but with the intense pain in his divine sense, his hands and feet became exceptionally sluggish, and he couldn't dodge in time.

He could only let out a low shout, and blood light surged on his body, revealing a strangely styled green scale armor, which barely shielded his entire body from the chill before it could strike.

With a "puchi" sound, a golden streak of light fiercely stabbed into the scales, but it only sank in a few inches before it could go no deeper. The golden light converged, revealing a golden flying sword about a foot long.

It was Han Li's Green Bamboo Cloud-Swarm Sword.

And several zhang behind the blood mist, Han Li stood there with a look of surprise.

At the same time he issued the Soul-Stunning Thorn, he cast the divine ability of the Wind-Thunder Wings, using the Wind Escape Technique to instantly teleport to this location like a light breeze, and slashed toward the blood mist with lightning speed.

But he didn't expect the opponent to still be able to maintain a trace of clarity and release a strange battle armor that could block the sharpness of the Green Bamboo Cloud-Swarm Sword.

What kind of battle armor was this, to be so sturdy?

Han Li felt shocked in his heart.

"Looking for death!"

In that split second, the figure in the blood mist recovered completely from the Soul-Stunning Thorn. Han Li's sword just now also made him feel lingering fear. In anger, he turned around and opened his mouth, and a pillar of blood-colored light surged out.

But Han Li had no intention of taking this hit head-on. With a shake of the wings behind his back, he vanished without a trace in the blue-white electric light.

The next moment, at the spot where Han Li had originally stood, a thunderclap sounded, and he reappeared there.

His expression was calm, as if he had never left this place from the beginning.

At this moment, a low shout came from the opposite side, and the blood mist churned and gradually dissipated, revealing the true face of the figure opposite.

It was actually a blood-red demonic creature with a dragon head and human body!

"Blood Flood Dragon!"

Han Li's pupils shrank.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1480 =====