Chapter 169: Fierce Fight (Part 3)

Han Li and "Senior Martial Brother Lu" continuously injected magic power into the "Sword Talisman" and "Cyan Dragon Flag," using all their body and mind to manipulate them to fight each other, not daring to have the slightest negligence or carelessness.

But in this way, they also had no extra energy and magic power to use other means to defeat the enemy. They knew very well that as long as one side was slightly careless, the treasure would be destroyed and the person would die, and there would be no room for recovery.

Thus, under the mutual reflection of the cyan dragon and the giant sword, the fight between Han Li and "Senior Martial Brother Lu" actually evolved into a war of attrition to see whose magic power would be exhausted first.

Once the two of them realized that the amount of remaining magic power was the key to this fight, they both adopted the method of increasing their own spiritual power without prior consultation, and respectively took out a spirit stone and held it in their hands to supplement their own loss of magic power.

It was just that Lu's was a low-tier wind-attribute spirit stone, while Han Li's was a mid-tier earth-attribute spirit stone. This discovery made the expression of Senior Martial Brother Lu opposite Han Li very ugly and shocked.

A low-tier disciple like Han Li actually possessed a mid-tier spirit stone that only cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage in the sect could get their hands on. This was something he never expected, because everyone knew that mid-tier spirit stones replenished spiritual power much faster than low-tier ones. In this way, he suffered a big loss in replenishing spiritual power.

However, "Senior Martial Brother Lu" thought about it again. His magic power was originally much deeper than the other party's. Even if the other party's spirit stone replenished spiritual power faster, it couldn't last too long. After all, this little bit of magic power replenishment was too insignificant compared to the constant loss of magic power.

Thinking of this, "Senior Martial Brother Lu" calmed down again and refocused his mind.

But when Han Li's next move appeared in his eyes, Senior Martial Brother Lu's expression changed again, with a trace of astonishment and disbelief.

Han Li actually automatically withdrew the blue light shield on his body in front of "Senior Martial Brother Lu," revealing his true self to "Senior Martial Brother Lu."

"Senior Martial Brother Lu," no matter how clever he was, was also confused by the other party's move, not knowing what Han Li was paying attention to.

Could it be that he wasn't afraid that he would take his life with a wind blade?

Senior Martial Brother Lu's thoughts turned a few times in his mind. Without hesitating for long, he decisively stretched out his left hand and made a gesture in the void, and a faint cyan wind blade was about to take shape.

But before "Senior Martial Brother Lu" could completely condense this wind blade and throw it at the opposite side, the giant sword that had been entangled with the cyan dragon in the air suddenly shone brightly, taking advantage of his distraction to use the wind blade, and flew straight at "Senior Martial Brother Lu" himself.

At this moment, Senior Martial Brother Lu was shocked and scared. If he insisted on forming the wind blade and throwing it out, perhaps this move could take Han Li's life, but at the same time, under the slash of the giant sword, his own life would also be lost, and both sides would end up dying together.

Although there was still a wind wall in front of him that hadn't dissipated, this giant sword could contend with the cyan dragon transformed by the Cyan Dragon Flag. That hurricane would definitely be easily broken by the giant sword with a light poke, and it certainly couldn't block it for any time.

Such a result was definitely not what "Senior Martial Brother Lu" wanted. He still had a great future and a beautiful future, and he was absolutely unwilling to be buried here in this desolate mountain with a guy whose specific background he didn't even know.

Thinking of this, he didn't have time to think much, hurriedly shook his left hand, withdrew the wind blade, and then frantically injected all his magic power into the dragon flag, recalling the cyan dragon back.

That cyan dragon was truly worthy of being a shape transformed by a wind-attribute magic tool. Under the full drive of Senior Martial Brother Lu, it intercepted Han Li's giant sword halfway and fought again.

Seeing this, "Senior Martial Brother Lu" breathed a sigh of relief and broke out in a cold sweat.

Thus, in the following time, Senior Martial Brother Lu tried to sneak attack Han Li several times.

But each time he was forced back by Han Li using the same method, and he still couldn't do anything about Han Li, who had no shield, which made "Senior Martial Brother Lu" feel extremely aggrieved, and he had to rely on his deep magic power to consume the other party bit by bit.

At this time, Han Li began to take out small herbs, stems, and pieces of different shapes from his storage bag and kept stuffing them into his mouth, chewing them in large mouthfuls, which made Senior Martial Brother Lu stare dumbfounded, not knowing what the other party was doing again.

This situation of not being able to guess the opponent's intention and being in the dark made Senior Martial Brother Lu feel very bad, and he had a bad premonition. But he was too fond of his own life, so even if his schemes were far beyond ordinary people, he was helpless for a while.

As time passed bit by bit, Senior Martial Brother Lu's heart slowly became heavier.

When finally, the cyan light on the cyan dragon began to dim, while the gray light of the giant sword was still as dazzling as ever, Senior Martial Brother Lu could no longer suppress the horror in his heart and shouted hysterically:

"Impossible? Clearly my magic power is far beyond yours. Even with mid-tier spirit stones for replenishment, it's impossible for you to still have energy now. You should have exhausted your magic power earlier than me!"

Seeing the cyan dragon crumbling, "Senior Martial Brother Lu's" shouting was like the final barking of a mad dog falling into a trap, full of unwillingness.

And Han Li saw that his plans were all realized bit by bit, and couldn't help but smile. But after hearing the other party's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the smile turned into a sneer.

He didn't have the energy to explain all this to a guy who was about to die. It was most important to kill the other party early. You know, his magic power was also almost exhausted, so he wouldn't want to waste his breath with the other party.

Thinking of this, Han Li ignored the other party's question, pointed with his hand, and the giant sword shone even brighter, grinding the cyan dragon smaller and smaller bit by bit, until finally it was only a zhang long, and the cyan light on its body was so faint that it was almost invisible.

"Senior Martial Brother Lu" saw this and was completely desperate. Following that, the heart to fight to the death rose. He silently withdrew the little bit of magic power remaining on the Cyan Dragon Flag, causing the Cyan Dragon Flag to return to its original form in an instant, falling from the air, and then, regardless of the giant sword slashing at his head, used this magic power to quickly condense a huge wind blade and threw it fiercely at Han Li.

Han Li saw this, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly manipulated the giant sword to slash at the top of the other party's head while the other party threw the wind blade, and then, without looking at the consequences, his body rushed forward fiercely, and he had already rushed out several zhang away.

After several exchanges, Han Li knew very well that the speed of the wind blade was truly astonishing. If he didn't cast the "Smoke Step" to dodge quickly, without any protection, he might really be cut into two by a slash, which would be truly dying with regret.

The wind blade was indeed very fast. Han Li had just rushed out when it reached the place where Han Li was originally standing. But it turned a corner and actually followed the direction of Han Li's escape, chasing after him again.

Han Li didn't think much and exerted the "Smoke Step" to the limit, turning left and right on this small piece of land, actually vaguely transforming into several phantoms, making the wind blade follow closely behind like a tail, but unable to catch up.

Han Li knew very well that if he ran in a straight line, he definitely couldn't outrun the rapid slash of the wind blade. Only by using small and clever movements could he temporarily ensure his safety. This was also the main reason why he dared to give up defensive spells from the beginning.

With a "pfft" sound, the wind blade suddenly lost control and flew straight into the mud, cutting out a deep groove before disappearing.

Han Li breathed a long sigh of relief. Only then did he put down the heart that had been in his throat. Using the light body technique of the mortal world to dodge the spell attacks of cultivators was truly a life-threatening thing.

Han Li sat on the ground and looked up at the opposite side.

Only to see that the wind wall had disappeared. The "Senior Martial Brother Lu" who had been hiding behind it was split into two, lying straight there motionless. Above the two halves of the corpse, the giant sword was floating with faint gray light, but the light was extremely dim.

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