Han Yun put away the Jiuyou Sword, and an armillary sphere appeared in his hand.
At this time, he had the Luotian Pan on his left and right, and the Armillary Sphere on his right hand, all of which were magic weapons for him to use Taoist and magical powers.
He knew the gap between himself and the leader of the Demon Cult. If he fought hard, he would lose in the end. He had to give full play to his strengths and use Taoism to the extreme.
When the leader of the Demon Cult saw this, his eyelids twitched. He had been staring at Qingyu, but where did this guy take out such a big ball?
Also, where did the sword go?
Han Yun immediately retreated, holding an armillary sphere, and a beam of light appeared and connected to the leader of the Demon Cult. Immediately, Liu Baitian felt that his speed and strength had been weakened, and he felt like he could not use his strength.
Han Yun lit up the Zhen character on the Luotian Pan, and the Zhen character connected to the Bagua array. In an instant, several thunderbolts struck at the leader of the Demon Cult.
The leader of the Demon Cult had never seen such a method before. He was struck directly on the forehead by the thunder, screamed and fell to the ground.
Han Yun, on the other hand, flew into the air, roaming around while releasing his magical powers to attack the opponent.
After all, the leader of the Demon Cult was a veteran and strong man. He quickly regained his composure, got up and flew into the sky, chasing Han Yun.
Han Yun's methods were unpredictable, and he always kept a distance from the leader of the Demon Cult who was chasing him. With a wave of his hand, the symbols on the Bagua array lit up, and a stream of water rushed down, blocking the leader of the Demon Cult.
The water flow close to the leader of the Demon Cult turned into ice, with ice spikes protruding and flying towards him.
For a moment, the leader of the Demon Cult was caught off guard by Han Yun's weird and varied methods, all of which he had never seen before.
Wang Fugui and his guards, who were watching the battle from a distance, watched all this nervously.
Zhao Tao looked at Han Yun flying in the sky and exclaimed,
"I didn't expect Young Master Qingyu to be so powerful. I didn't know he could fly. He is already a third-level warrior."
Wang Fugui laughed and said,
"Don't talk about you anymore. Along the way, even in the Land of Demonic Fall, I haven't seen him attack with all his strength. I've always been guessing about his strength.
I have long suspected that he is a third-level person, but now that he has used all his methods, I have just confirmed it. Moreover, who would have thought that his strongest skill is not martial arts, but Taoism. "
"But this method is unheard of. I have seen a strong man smash a hill with one palm using his inner strength, but I have never seen anyone who can raise his hand to release fire and thunder. And where did that water come from? ? That big formation, that..."
Wang Fugui's guard stuttered when he spoke.
But they were shocked, and even the Jianghu people who were almost fighting in the distance were stunned.
That man was flying in the sky, constantly performing various Taoist techniques, each of which seemed to them to be a supernatural phenomenon. This was no longer human power, it was simply a magical method.
Everyone kept the name Qingyu firmly in their hearts, and some even took out the Thousand Miles Telecommunication Notes to tell their friends and elders about these things.
This kind of Taoism is the best in the world!
After Han Yun bound the leader of the Demon Cult with water, he summoned a thunderbolt to strike down again. The thunder exerted greater power in the water, and the Demon Cult leader inside screamed repeatedly.
Perhaps due to the potential stimulated by pain, the leader of the Demon Cult roared and split the water flow with his sword. Purple-black flames were still burning on his sword.
This is the flame brought by the magic flame sword itself.
"Set me an arrow!"
The leader of the Demon Cult roared, and among the thousands of Demon Cultists below, 200 immediately stepped back, took off the bows and arrows on their backs, poured their internal energy into them, and fired arrows at Han Yun.
Upon seeing this, Han Yun immediately controlled the strong wind, flicked his sleeves, and formed a cyclone around him, sweeping all the incoming arrows into it. Then with a wave of his hand, the arrows were thrown back to the ground.
Suddenly, screams were heard from the servants, and many people on the ground were stabbed by sharp arrows and fell to the ground wailing.
After getting rid of the arrows, the leader of the Demon Cult came in front of him. Han Yun retreated again, the armillary sphere spinning in front of him.
Then, Han Yun used the armillary sphere and came to the head of the demon sect leader. A beam of light came down and trapped him in it.
The leader of the Demon Cult didn't know what it was, but he also knew that he was trapped inside and couldn't get out, so he immediately swung the Demon Flame Sword to slash at the light curtain.
Han Yun used all his strength to control the Armillary Sphere and suppress the leader of the Demon Cult.
The leader of the Demon Cult tried his best to chop at the light curtain, but he didn't see the light curtain break at all.
They were more than ten meters apart, but they seemed to be separated by two worlds.
But Han Yun had a hard time knowing that his spiritual power was connected to the Armillary Sphere, and all the power of the opponent's chopping was returned to him.
After the Demon Cult leader chopped for a while, he found that he could not break through the light curtain, and immediately thought of a solution.
"Everyone, attack Qingyu, disperse his power, and help me get out of trouble!"
When Han Yun was suppressed, he could understand that the key to the Armillary Sphere lies in the operator, and the leader of the Demon Cult could naturally also think of it.
The demon cultists who were besieging Fairy Xuanyi and others below immediately split into half. Some used bows and arrows to attack Han Yun, while others who did not have bows and arrows used their internal strength to attack.
Han Yun had no choice but to suppress the demon sect leader while forming a storm around his body to resist the enemy's attack.
His enemies are not just the leader of the Demon Cult.
He focused his attention on the demon cultists.
These demonic cultists are not strong in attack alone, but together they are enough to bear on Han Yun. His meridians vibrate and his spiritual energy vibrates violently. If this continues, he is afraid that he will be consumed by those demonic cultists first.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground. The situation of Fairy Xuanyi and the three of them was not good either. Under siege by five third-level powerhouses and with the help of hundreds of demon cultists, they were also in danger, and all of them were injured.
When Chen Wuhui saw Han Yun looking at him, he smiled and yelled,
"Boy, ten jugs of wine are not enough this time, you have to give me twenty jugs!"
"I'll give you thirty pots! You three, fly up here immediately, quick!"
When they heard Han Yun shouting like this, Fairy Xuanyi and the others didn't know what he was going to do, but it was Han Yun who was in charge of the battle this time, and they were willing to do it.
Immediately, the three of them flew into the air, and the five third-level experts saw them and immediately followed them.
After flying into the sky, the three of them were much less stressed, and they couldn't help but admire Han Yun's wit in their hearts.
At least it is difficult for those below to attack them. Even if there are occasional bow and arrow and internal force attacks, there are five demon sect elders outside them, who can block many attacks.
However, Han Yun's purpose was not as simple as letting them avoid attacks.
What he wants to do is to get rid of the thousands of demon cultists below at once, so that they can no longer hinder his battle with the demon cult leader.
