Chapter 935

The moment Han Li stepped into the altar-shaped hall, there was a "boom", and the ground under his feet burst suddenly, creating a big hole.

Numerous gravels moved towards him, and each piece of gravel made a piercing scream. At the same time, a sharp knife shot out from the hole, slashing at his feet extremely quickly.

There was no sign of this change in the story, but Han Li's reaction was also extremely fast. The moment the ground exploded, he was the first to float back incomparably swiftly, dodging the rubble.

The knife light didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

With a "whoosh", a black shadow emerged from the hole.

It was a black ape about ten feet tall, wearing a pair of bright silver armor, with faint brilliance flowing on it, it didn't look extraordinary, but it was a pity that most of it was broken, and it held a white scimitar in its hand, which was seven feet long .

"Scale beast? No, it's a puppet." Han Li looked at the black ape with a hint of surprise.

This black giant ape is covered with black monkey hair, its eyes are like copper bells, and it is cold and flickering. Its mouth is full of fangs, and even sticky saliva. It looks no different from the real creature, but Han Li It is still clear at a glance that it is not a scale beast, but a puppet.

The feeling that the black ape gave him was somewhat similar to that of the Taoist Xie back then.

Han Li turned his gaze immediately, and landed on the white scimitar.

The scimitar did not show any trace of decay, and star patterns were looming on the blade like mercury, flashing endlessly.

Waves of fierce saber energy emanated from the scimitar, and the turbulent surrounding air trembled endlessly.

Before Han Li could take a closer look, the black ape kicked its feet, and its body turned into a black line and rushed towards it.

At the same time, the pattern of stars on the white scimitar in his hand suddenly lit up, and a cold sword light several feet long shot out from the blade, cutting towards Han Li's neck.

Han Li turned a blind eye to the gloomy sword light, his body suddenly swayed left and right, turning into four or five identical figures and rushing towards the left and right directions.

The black ape let out a low growl, and with a movement of its arms, the scimitar in its hand turned into a circle, enveloping all the figures that Han Li had turned into, and then ruthlessly strangled it to death.

But those figures were like phantoms, and when the sharp knife light touched them, they immediately turned into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, the black ape was startled.

At this moment, Han Li appeared in front of the black ape like a ghost out of thin air. His left hand turned into a knife, and he struck out quickly, cutting the black ape's wrist like lightning.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the black ape's wrist was as fragile as tofu under Han Li's hands, and it was easily cut off.

The black ape let out a scream, and the other ape's arm came out like electricity, and the fist with the size of a human head slammed hard at Han Li's head.

However, Han Li's movements were much faster than that. With the other hand turned over, he grabbed the white scimitar in his hand. At the same time, his arm trembled and became blurred, and the white scimitar also turned into a white afterimage, slashing across The body of a black ape.

The two bodies crossed each other, and the body of the black ape split in two from head to toe with a "poof".

The two remnants fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped moving.

Silver liquid gushed out of the black ape, as if it were real blood. The ape's internal organs were complete, and it looked basically the same as a living thing, but these internal organs were all made of a blood-colored jade, which was quite strange.

Han Li glanced at the remnant body of the black ape, then looked away, looking at the bright machete in his hand, with a hint of joy on his face.

The palm of his hand holding the knife was a little bit stronger, and he ran the "Tiansha Suppressing Prison Technique", and suddenly there was a bright light on the blade, which seemed to be swallowed like a snake letter, and the nearby air buzzed and trembled.

With a wave of his arm, the Xueliang scimitar immediately transformed into a series of sword shadows, like white spirit snakes circling around his body.

The shadow of the knife crossed the nearby wall, easily leaving deep marks one after another. The hard wall was as fragile as tofu in front of the machete.

Han Li quickly stopped trying, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Although this scimitar seems to be very powerful, it is not a star weapon. It cannot bless the body with power like the Star Dou Shield. It can only be regarded as a half-star weapon at best.

But even so, in today's situation, this knife can be regarded as an extremely precious weapon.

Han Li held the scimitar behind his back, continued to restrain his breath, and walked forward.

Behind the gate of the altar is a long corridor. The walls on both sides are built with dark gray stones, exuding a hint of yin.

The corridor is quite spacious, only three or four feet wide, but only two or three feet high, and for some reason, the light here is extremely dim, and you can only see the distance of about ten feet in front and back, walking inside gives people an extremely oppressive feeling .

Han Li frowned slightly, stared forward a few times, and continued to move forward.

But he walked extremely carefully, lest another puppet jump out of the ground or the wall under his feet, or something else.

Fortunately, his worries didn't happen, and when he walked in for a meal, there was no more attack, and an exit emitting a faint white light appeared in front of him.

Han Li regained his spirits, and immediately quickened his pace and stepped into the exit.

He only felt his eyes light up, and a square hall appeared in front of him.

The area of ​​this hall is hundreds of feet in size, and the roof is inlaid with white fluorites, emitting bright white light, brightly illuminating the lights here.

The hall is not empty, there are statues of stone statues, large and small.

These stone statues are either lying or standing, with different expressions on their faces, some are full of excitement, some are full of pain, the appearance and expression are not the same, and they are all lifelike, which looks very strange.

Han Li was surprised when he saw this scene.

At this moment, a white afterglow appeared in his vision, and the next moment, this afterglow rapidly enlarged and brightened, as if stars fell from the sky, attacking his face unstoppably, with an incredible speed.

Han Li's complexion suddenly changed, and his body flickered, and he retreated incomparably quickly.

At the same time, he moved his arm, and the scimitar appeared out of thin air in his hand, spinning around his head, barely resisting the white light.

"Keng" exploded with a loud bang!

A huge force erupted from the white light, and Han Li's arm holding the knife trembled violently.

He was already retreating quickly, but this time he retreated even faster, he almost lost control of his body shape, and was knocked away by more than ten steps before he managed to stabilize his body shape.

But the white light was also blown away by him, the wheel spun and shot back backwards.

It was only now that Han Li could clearly see the body of the white light, but it was a white rapier shaped like a spirit snake, with stars dotted on its surface, like a good star weapon.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed out from behind a stone statue, reaching out to catch the snake-shaped rapier, it was Feng Wuchen.

"I wanted to shoot you in the head with a sword to give you a good time, but I didn't expect you to be clever." Feng Wuchen looked at Han Li, licked his lips, and did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Feng Wuchen, I didn't expect that we are really destined, or that the enemy's road is narrow." Han Li narrowed his eyes and said in his mouth.

In that blow just now, Feng Wuchen's strength seemed to be much stronger than in the previous fight in the arena. Could it be that the other party had some adventures in the Great Ruins?

"Hehe, Enemy's Road is narrow, well said! There were too many people in the Shura field earlier, I didn't use my full strength, and I was negligent for a while, so you took advantage of the loophole. There is no one else here, I want you to survive, to die I can't!" A trace of ferocity flashed in Feng Wuchen's eyes, as if he had great confidence in himself.

"Although we had a small quarrel before, we were each our own master. Now there are people from the puppet city in the great ruins. After all, you and I belong to the Xuancheng side. Why do we need to fight again now?" Han Li felt a little relieved when he heard this. Said slowly.

"Why, do you want to beg for mercy? It's too late! On the Xuan Dou stage that day, you made me so ashamed in front of my adoptive father and everyone. No matter how much you beg, you will never leave here alive today." The venomous light flashed in his other hand, and there was a snake-shaped rapier in his other hand.

"So, do you really want to do something?" Han Li sighed and said lightly.

Feng Wuchen let out a sneer, didn't want to talk anymore, and took a step forward.

His figure suddenly became indistinct, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of Han Li out of thin air across the distance of tens of feet between the two.

The two serpentine rapiers in his hands had just been raised, and they stabbed Han Li's chest.

From the disappearance of Feng Wuchen's figure to the time when the two swords pierced Han Li's chest, there was no time interval at all, and the speed was almost twice faster than that of the Xuandoutai battle that day.

And Han Li stood there, motionless, as if he had no time to react.

Feng Wuchen was still a little apprehensive at first, but when he saw this scene, he immediately felt relieved, and looked away from the tips of the two swords, looking at Han Li's face.

He wanted to see this person's expression of despair and horror, so as to completely wash away the previous shame.

However, when Feng Wuchen raised his head, what he saw was a pair of cold and calm eyes.

Feng Wuchen didn't know why, so he thumped suddenly, and then he heard a "bang", and the two swords in his hands had been swung away by a terrifying force.

His arms trembled, his tiger's mouth became hot, and his two swords almost flew out of his hands.

Feng Wuchen was startled, his footsteps were wrong, his figure suddenly turned into a misty phantom, and shot backwards a hundred feet away in an instant, his face was full of astonishment.

"Since you insist on doing it, then I don't mind helping you." Han Li looked at Feng Wuchen and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, white light flickered on his body, and one after another, the lights of the profound apertures emerged, and all the 237 profound apertures radiated light, shooting out dazzling starlight one after another.

The air within a radius of ten feet around Han Li exploded in an instant, and there was a scream like a mountain roar and a tsunami. An unimaginably huge coercion erupted from his body and spread in all directions.

Rumble!

The entire giant hall was trembling constantly, and all the stone statues in the hall were humming and shaking.

"How is this possible, how can you have such strength!" Feng Wuchen looked at the more than two hundred profound orifices on Han Li's body, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes, and exclaimed in his mouth.