Han Li harrumphed coldly upon seeing this.
His body blurred slightly, and he shot toward the azure coiling dragon, leaving a trail of afterimages in his wake. He held the Heavy Water True Wheel in his hand, and black light revolved around it as he slashed it toward Xiong Shan's waist.
Xiong Shan let loose a thunderous roar, and a blurry dark red sword projection shot forth from his black armor, instantly pulverizing the azure coiling dragon's sword Qi.
He then raised his arm and swung his longsword through the air, slashing it heavily onto the Heavy Water True Wheel.
There was a sharp clanging sound.
The entire Azure Coil Sword Array crumbled, and all of the flying swords shot forth in all directions. Xiong Shan's figure flew backward for over 1,000 feet before hovering in the air.
"Do you want to see who has more flying swords?" He turned to Han Li with a mocking smile.
He raised a hand to toss his longsword through the air as he spoke, then made a strange hand seal with both hands. After chanting something silently, he abruptly spread open his hands and waved them toward the air.
The dark red patterns on his black armor flashed again, and a strange pattern that resembled the character for "sword" appeared on his chest plate.
As soon as this pattern appeared, an indescribably desolate aura instantly emanated from Xiong Shan's body.
Han Li's heart tightened upon seeing this, and he hurriedly contacted Daoist Xie with his spiritual sense, telling him to join forces to attack if necessary.
The entire sky suddenly became extremely quiet, and even the sound of the wind seemed to have frozen.
A series of metallic screeches suddenly rang out, and it was extremely abrupt and sharp.
Han Li looked over to see that the sea of swords that had been hovering in the air this entire time had begun to move again.
In contrast to before, all of the flying swords in the sea of swords had sprung into action this time, and they were enshrouded by a layer of dark red sword projections, as if they were ancient beasts that had awakened from their slumber. All of them surged toward Han Li.
"Have a taste of what it's like to be sliced apart by countless swords!" A sinister look appeared on Xiong Shan's face as he roared.
Along with his order, the cries of swords in the sky instantly resounded loudly. Thousands upon thousands of flying swords of various styles poured out and covered the heavens and the earth as they surged like a torrent, yet also like a swarm of locusts.
Han Li's expression abruptly went grim. No matter if it was his True Word Treasure Wheel or Heavy Water True Wheel, it was absolutely impossible to resist such an enormous sea of swords and such sharp sword lights that covered the sky.
He only thought for a moment before he made up his mind.
At the bottom of it all, the reason he'd come here was for the sake of reclaiming his Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword. Now that he'd attained his objective, why should he continue fighting?
Putting aside the fact that once this matter was over, Xiong Shan would definitely grow to become a great enemy of his, it was better to escape from this place first.
After making up his mind, Han Li immediately took back all his magic treasures and formed a seal with both hands. Thunderous sounds began to ring out around him and a golden lightning array quickly took shape. It was about to be activated.
However, things did not go as he wished. In order to save time in activating the lightning array, he did not use the power of the Thunder Roc. Instead, he used the Divine Devilbane Lightning. However, he was still too late.
A dark red sword-light slashed down from the sky, and the golden lightning array that had just taken shape collapsed with a loud bang.
In an instant, densely packed flying swords of various colors rushed down and engulfed Han Li in an instant.
Han Li's expression changed slightly, but he didn't panic. A silver light flew out of his sleeve and turned into a silver bell. It flew into the sky and shook incessantly.
Circles of dense silver light waves emerged from the surroundings and spread to the surroundings, supporting a silver wave area of several tens of feet in size.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out seven Star Rings. The Star Rings rotated like lightning and connected with each other to form an even larger ring above his head.
Dazzling starlight radiated from the Seven Glorious Star Rings and formed a starry light curtain that shrouded him. Countless star patterns flickered on the surface and protected him in the center along with the silver wave area.
Just as he released these two magic treasures, the torrent of thousands of swords had already surged and arrived in front of him.
For a time, his head and surroundings were surrounded by a dense barrage of sword blades. The silver bell chimed incessantly, but the silver ripple was still being compressed inch by inch. It was being whittled away bit by bit as it continued to shrink toward Han Li.
The starry light curtain emitted by the Seven Glorious Star Rings emitted a series of sharp sounds. The starlight spots were extinguished one after another, and the light became dimmer and dimmer.
Han Li frowned and waved his hands again. The Heavy Water True Wheel and the Mantra Treasure Wheel appeared at his side at the same time, one after the other.
He made a gesture with both hands and slapped the Heavy Water True Wheel heavily. The surface of the True Wheel trembled with black light, and the Dao pattern of water flashed rapidly. A majestic water vapor surged out from it and turned into a black water dragon, rushing into the thousands of swords.
The Heavy Water Black Dragon's body was huge, and it was like a black river surging past. Soon, it rushed out of the thousands of swords, and Han Li immediately flew towards the empty area.
"What's the point of fighting like a cornered beast?" Xiong Shan sneered and said.
After saying that, he raised his hand and wiped his cheek expressionlessly, and his hand suddenly became dark red.
Forcibly activating the Ten Thousand Steel Sword Coupon with a secret technique was not without a price. There was already a line of blood at the corner of his eyes, nose, and ears, and it was flowing down like an earthworm.
But to him, as long as he could kill Han Li and take back the 72 flying swords, it would all be worth it.
"Close for me!" Xiong Shan bellowed!
However, the countless swords on both sides of the passage that was split open by the Heavy Water Black Dragon suddenly condensed, and like two high walls, they pressed towards Han Li.
A series of sharp sounds came continuously, and the dark red blood light on both sides of the sword walls became more and more concentrated.
Before Han Li flew a thousand feet away, the sword formation in front of him had already closed again, and the Heavy Water Black Dragon also collapsed under the heavy pressure, turning into water vapor and flowing back into the Heavy Water True Wheel.
Falling into the Ten Thousand Sword Forest again, his situation was even worse. Whether it was the silver bell or the Seven Glorious Star Ring, there was not much protection left for him.
It wouldn't be long before these two treasures would definitely collapse under the heavy pressure of the sword lights that were constantly intensifying.
Accompanied by a subtle sound coming from above, the layer of starlight that was resisting the tip of the hundreds of flying swords had already appeared on the surface of the layer of starlight, and it looked like it was about to collapse.
Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved his palm. The Seven Glorious Star Ring flashed, and all the starlight instantly converged and flew back to his body.
At the same time, the silver bell also trembled slightly, flew in the air, and returned to his body.
In the next moment, his body flickered with purplish-gold light, and layers of purplish-gold scales turned over and covered his entire body. A head appeared on each of his shoulders, and two arms that were covered in scales grew out from each of his ribs.
Immediately after, Han Li waved with one hand and recalled the Heavy Water True Wheel. At the same time, he stretched out a palm and held it in front of him like a shield, while the other five arms each held a Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword.
In his body, the Black Tortoise bloodline that he hadn't used for a long time was also stimulated, turning into a dark green armor with ancient runes embedded in it, protecting his torso.
When fighting with others, Han Li was known for his physical body. Now that he had cultivated the Mystic Immortal Cultivation Method and had the support of various means, his body was already strong enough to be comparable to many defensive spiritual treasures.
The Wheel of Truth flashed before returning to his body, and it immediately began to rapidly circulate.
Han Li's body flashed, and he no longer adopted a defensive stance. Instead, he adopted an offensive stance and charged directly into the torrent of swords.
His body was like a bolt of lightning, leaving behind a series of blurry afterimages that were difficult to discern with the naked eye.
His six arms were rotating like windmills, and the five Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords were flashing with golden lightning. With each and every slash, a bolt of lightning that was several hundred feet in length would erupt, destroying all of the approaching flying swords.
Within the entire sea of swords, golden light was flashing in all directions, but it was unable to harm Han Li for the time being.
Han Li knew that this situation wouldn't last for long. After all, using so many trump cards at once was far too taxing, and once he ran out of magic power, he would undoubtedly die.
The reason why he was charging forward in such a reckless manner wasn't because he had lost his mind, but to buy some time for Daoist Xie to recover.
Previously, when he had activated the lightning formation, he had wanted Daoist Xie to attack again in order to buy some time.
However, only after Daoist Xie had unleashed the lightning formation did he discover that his puppet body had fallen apart and was unable to unleash any large-scale spell techniques.
Around 15 minutes later, Han Li's speed had become slower and slower. His azure armor was already riddled with sword gashes, and the scales on his six arms had cracked and were riddled with wounds.
It was quite clear that even with how powerful Han Li's body was, he was reaching his limit.
"Are you still not done, Fellow Daoist Xie?" Han Li urgently yelled in his heart.
"I'm almost there. I just need to buy myself another 15 minutes …" Daoist Xie replied telepathically.
A hint of bitterness appeared in Han Li's heart upon hearing this, but he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
However, Xiong Shan wasn't willing to give him any more time.
This wasn't because he had seen through Han Li's intentions, but rather because he was on the verge of collapsing.
Blood was flowing from all of his orifices, and he didn't even have time to wipe it off.
"Die …" Xiong Shan forcefully roused his spirits and let out an explosive shout. His facial features were also slightly distorted.
As soon as his voice trailed off, his body blurred and transformed into a streak of crimson light. He fused as one with his flying sword, transforming into a massive crimson sword projection that hurtled directly toward Han Li with unstoppable force.