Han Li snorted upon seeing this situation.

With a slight blur, his figure, accompanied by a series of afterimages, shot towards the azure dragon. His palm held the rapidly rotating Heavy Water True Wheel, its surface swirling with dark light, aiming to bisect Xiong Shan at the waist.

"Hah!"

Xiong Shan roared, and a flurry of blurred, dark-red sword light burst forth from his black armor, instantly shattering the azure dragon's sword qi dragon teeth.

Raising his arm, he swung his longsword, striking heavily against the Heavy Water True Wheel.

A sharp "clang" echoed.

The entire Azure Dragon Sword Formation disintegrated, scattering all the flying swords. Xiong Shan's figure was flung backward, halting in the high sky after drifting over a hundred zhang.

"What, want to compete with me on who has more flying swords?" he said, glancing at Han Li with a mocking smile.

Finishing, he tossed the longsword in his hand, forming a strange hand seal. After chanting silently, he suddenly spread his hands wide, gesturing toward the void.

The dark-red紋路 on his black armor flashed again, and a strange 紋路 resembling the ancient seal character "劍" appeared on his chest plate.

As soon as this紋路 appeared, an indescribable, primordial aura emanated from Xiong Shan.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart tightened, and he quickly contacted Xie Dao Ren with his mind, telling him to join forces if necessary.

The entire sky suddenly became extremely quiet, as if even the sound of the wind had solidified.

"Zheng zheng zheng..."

A series of metallic friction sounds suddenly rang out, sounding very abrupt and shrill.

Han Li shifted his gaze and saw that the Sword Sea, which had been suspended motionless, was now moving again.

Unlike before, this time, all the flying swords in the Sword Sea moved, leaving the area above the Sword Sea. Enveloped in a layer of dark-red sword light, they probed toward Han Li like a revived ancient beast.

"Taste the feeling of being torn apart by ten thousand swords!" Xiong Shan shouted with a ferocious look on his face.

"Go!"

With his command, the sound of swords in the high sky intensified, and thousands upon thousands of flying swords of all kinds poured out, covering the sky and earth like a flood or a swarm of locusts.

Han Li's expression changed abruptly. Such a vast number of swords in the Sword Sea and such sharp, boundless sword light could not be resisted by either his Mantra Treasure Wheel or the Heavy Water True Wheel.

After a moment's thought, he had already made up his mind:

Escape!

After all, his purpose in coming here was to retrieve his natal magic treasure, the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords. Now that he had achieved his goal, why continue to fight him?

Leaving aside the fact that Xiong Shan would surely become his sworn enemy after this, he would escape from here first.

With his mind made up, Han Li immediately retrieved all his magic treasures, formed a hand seal, and the sound of thunder began to ring around his body. A golden thunder array quickly formed, ready to be activated.

However, things did not go as planned. To save time in activating the thunder array, he did not use the Lei Peng power but directly used the Evil-warding Divine Thunder, but it was still a fraction of a second too late.

With a "chi la" sound!

A dark-red sword light slashed down, and the golden thunder array that had just formed collapsed.

Instantly, countless flying swords of various colors surged down, instantly engulfing Han Li.

Han Li's expression changed slightly, but he did not panic. A silver light shot out from his sleeve, transforming into a silver bell that flew into the high sky, ringing incessantly.

Circles of dense silver light waves emerged from around it, spreading out in all directions, supporting a silver wave area of dozens of zhang in size.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out seven star rings. The star rings spun rapidly like lightning, nesting and connecting with each other to form a larger ring, shielding his head.

Dazzling starlight emanated from the Seven Luminaries Star Ring, forming a star curtain that covered him, with countless star patterns flashing on it, protecting him in the center along with the silver wave area.

Just as he released these two magic treasures, the torrent of ten thousand swords had already arrived, reaching his front.

For a time, his head and surroundings were surrounded by dense sword blades. The silver bell rang constantly, but the silver wave area that it supported was still compressed inch by inch, eroded bit by bit, constantly shrinking toward Han Li.

The star curtain emitted from the Seven Luminaries Star Ring made bursts of sharp sounds, and star light points were extinguished one after another, and the light became increasingly dim.

Han Li frowned, and with another wave of his hands, the Heavy Water True Wheel and the Mantra Treasure Wheel appeared on his sides, one in front of the other.

He formed a hand seal with both hands and heavily slapped the Heavy Water True Wheel. The dark light on the surface of the True Wheel trembled greatly, and the Water Dao紋路 flashed rapidly. An incomparably majestic water vapor surged out from it, turning into a black water dragon and rushing into the torrent of ten thousand swords.

The Heavy Water Black Dragon's body was huge, like a black river surging past. It quickly created a gap in the torrent of ten thousand swords. Han Li's figure moved and immediately flew toward the gap area.

"What's the point of this desperate struggle?" Xiong Shan sneered.

Finishing, he raised his hand expressionlessly and wiped his cheek, instantly turning his hand bright red.

Forcing the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Certificate with secret techniques was not without cost. He already had a bloodline in the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ears, wriggling down like earthworms.

But for him, as long as he could kill Han Li and retrieve the seventy-two flying swords, it would all be worth it.

"Merge for me!" Xiong Shan roared!

The countless sword blades on both sides of the passage that had been barely separated by the Heavy Water Black Dragon in the torrent of ten thousand swords suddenly solidified, closing in on Han Li like two high walls.

"Zheng zheng"

A series of sharp, strange noises came constantly, and the dark-red blood芒 on the sword walls on both sides became increasingly dense.

Before Han Li could fly out a hundred zhang, the sword array in front had already closed again, and the Heavy Water Black Dragon also collapsed under the heavy pressure, turning into drops of water vapor and flowing back into the Heavy Water True Wheel.

Falling back into the jungle of ten thousand swords, his situation was even worse. Whether it was the silver bell or the Seven Luminaries Star Ring, there was not much protection left to provide him.

Before long, these two magic treasures would inevitably collapse under the increasing sword light pressure.

"Ka ka ka"

Accompanied by a series of subtle sounds coming from above, the star curtain was resisting the tips of hundreds of flying swords, and a layer of fine lines as thin as hair had already appeared on it, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his palm, the light on the Seven Luminaries Star Ring flashed, and all the starlight instantly converged and flew back toward him.

At the same time, the silver bell trembled slightly, and after a spin in mid-air, it returned to his body.

In the next moment, his whole body flashed with purple-gold light, and purple-gold scales turned out layer by layer, covering his whole body. On each of his shoulders, a head emerged, and on both sides of his ribs, two scale-covered arms grew out.

Then, Han Li summoned the Heavy Water True Wheel with one hand, and at the same time, he stretched out a palm like a shield and held it in front of him, while the other five arms each held an Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

In his body, the Xuanwu bloodline, which had not been used for a long time, was also stimulated and turned into a dark-green armor inlaid with ancient符紋, protecting his torso.

Han Li was good at fighting people with his physical body. Now that he had cultivated the Xuanxian Gongfa and had many methods to enhance it, his body was already as strong as many defensive spirit treasures.

The Mantra Treasure Wheel flashed and returned to his body, immediately starting to reverse rapidly.

Han Li's figure flashed, and he no longer adopted a defensive posture, but instead used attack as defense, killing directly into the torrent of ten thousand swords.

His figure was like lightning, accompanied by a series of blurred afterimages that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, shuttling quickly through the Sword Sea.

His six arms rotated like windmills, and the golden electric light on the five Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flashed wildly. Every time he slashed out, dozens of zhang of electric light burst out, directly scattering all the flying swords that approached.

In the entire Sword Sea, golden light flashed everywhere, and the sound of roaring continued. For a time, it was unable to do anything to Han Li.

Han Li himself knew in his heart that this situation could not last for too long. After all, using so many methods at the same time consumed too much power. Once his magic power could not continue, he would definitely die.

The reason why he was rushing and killing so recklessly was not hysterical madness, but just to delay some time for Xie Dao Ren to recover.

Before, when he activated the thunder and lightning array, he originally wanted Xie Dao Ren to take action again to buy some time.

As a result, when Xie Dao Ren took action, he found that his puppet body, which had been fused, had broken down and could not support it, and he could not activate large-scale spells.

About a quarter of an hour later, the speed at which Han Li's figure shuttled in mid-air became slower and slower. The azure armor on his body had long been covered with sword marks, and the scales on his six arms were cracked and covered with blood marks.

Obviously, even with Han Li's strong physical body, he was about to reach his limit.

"Fellow Daoist Xie, are you ready yet?" Han Li shouted anxiously in his heart.

"Almost, just delay for another half a quarter of an hour..." Xie Dao Ren contacted him with his mind.

Hearing this, Han Li felt a bitterness in his heart, but he didn't say much, and could only grit his teeth and persevere.

However, Xiong Shan was unwilling to give him any more time.

This was not because he saw through Han Li's intention, but because he was also about to be unable to support it.

Blood gurgled out of his seven orifices, and he couldn't wipe it away in time, and his mind became a little dizzy.

"Die..." Xiong Shan tried his best to cheer himself up and roared, his facial features slightly distorted.

Before the sound fell, his entire figure blurred and turned into a blood-red light, merging with his natal flying sword and turning into a huge blood-colored sword芒, rushing towards Han Li with the force of thunder.

The speed of the blood-colored sword芒 was extremely fast. It instantly penetrated into the Sword Sea, and all the flying swords dodged wherever it passed, directly forming a huge hole, allowing it to shuttle to Han Li's front.