In fact, An Yifei did not blindly trust Han Yu, nor did he want to abandon Han Yu, he just wanted Han Yu to do what he wanted to do with confidence. When Han Yu is in danger, he will definitely help Han Yu with his greatest energy as soon as possible.
He wants to maximize his value, so he did not retreat very far.
The people in the Promise Palace don't care about An Yifei at all, and where An Yifei is, it is the same for them. Dai Sui was not even interested in taking another look at An Yifei, looked at Han Yu and said, "Can we talk now?"
Everyone pricked up their ears for a while, and no one was not curious about what Han Yu had seen and heard in the Tiangong. The people of Leiyin Holy Land listened carefully, even if Qinyue would tell them, they also wanted to know some secrets of Tiangong in advance.
Han Yu said indifferently: "In the Heavenly Palace, there is a mess. There are seven sword cries a day, killing people without a trace."
Han Yu came towards the wind, dressed elegantly and calmly, without the slightest panic of appearing in a desperate situation. When speaking, it is as plain as water, and the ancient well has no waves.
This determination alone makes many people secretly admire him.
A young man of the third level of King Wu, facing dozens of masters, most of these masters have higher cultivation levels than him, and they can't change their color. This kind of courage that the Mount Tai collapsed in front of his eyes without changing his face can be said to overwhelm the heroes.
"What's the origin of this Han Yu?" Among the crowd of Leiyin Holy Land, An Ting was a little dazed.
Last year in Phoenix Mountain, Han Yu killed Bafang with iron blood, which made him feel that Han Yu's identity was not simple at that time. At this moment, it is even more profound.
An Ting participated in the secret trial that was stopped by the Thunder Palace. He didn't know that Han Yu single-handedly made a fuss about Zen teaching chickens and dogs, otherwise he would be even more shocked.
Dai Sui asked, "Then how did you survive?"
This is what everyone is most concerned about.
The corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, and said, "Are you asking too many questions?"
Dai Sui's face sank, and he shouted, "I have promised you not to kill An Yifei, do you want to cheat?"
Han Yu sneered: "I have already told what I have seen and heard."
Everyone was stunned, but there was nothing wrong with what Han Yu said. What he saw was a mess; what he heard was the sound of sword cries.
Dai Sui's face trembled, but he didn't expect to be thrown by Han Yu, he snorted heavily, and said, "Catch me alive!"
At the beginning of the melee, the situation was not easy to control. But now, Leiyin Holy Land has withdrawn, and the situation is completely in the hands of Wuji Temple. If they want to catch live, they can catch live.
"Hang on!" Suddenly, Han Yu shouted in a low voice.
"What else do you have to say?" Dai Sui asked.
"Pay your debts to pay your debts, and kill to pay for your life. This is the eternal law. I, Han Yu, killed the people in your Wuji Temple. You want to kill me, as it should be."
Han Yu's voice was sonorous and powerful, like the sound of a sword, which actually resonated in the hearts of many people.
At such a critical juncture, Han Yu can still be so calm, and many disciples of Leiyin Holy Land can't help but secretly give a thumbs up.
"The ancient sect is the overlord of the cultivation world, and the people of the ancient sect are all elites in the cultivation world. Today, I, Han Yu, really want to see what you are capable of. Of course, if you think I am not easy to deal with, Han Yu. , it's okay to go together."
Han Yu stood proudly in the void and looked at the heroes. That arrogance and arrogance were not forced.
It can be seen that although Han Yu praised the ancient sect, the disdain between his eyebrows did not add the slightest decoration.
Although Han Yu's despising tone made some people in the Leiyin Holy Land of the ancient sect a little uncomfortable, he had to admire Han Yu's courage.
Who dares to underestimate the ancient sect? Who dares to underestimate the Promise Hall
The people of the ancient powers have always been arrogant and arrogant, and so are the people of the Promise Hall. Han Yu's words were like needles piercing their nerves. And today, people from Leiyin Holy Land are still watching.
If they use their power to overwhelm people, deal with a boy of the third level of Wuwang, and rely on crowd tactics, they will probably become the laughing stock of the world.
Tolerable or unbearable! The people of the Promise Palace will not make people look down on them like that.
"Arrogant, let me capture you, this little thief alive today!" A master of the sixth level of the Martial King took one step and strode towards Han Yu.
No one instructed him, he couldn't help Han Yu's sarcasm.
"The sixth level of King Wu, the third level of higher self-cultivation!" Han Yu said disapprovingly.
"Hmph, you little thief, if it weren't for the power of the magic weapon in my hand, I could have killed you ten times!" Behind, a young man of the fifth level of the Martial King shouted angrily.
"Without any magic weapon, killing both of you is like slaughtering a dog!" Han Yu pointed to the young man of the fifth level of the Martial King behind him.
"You..." The young man of the fifth level of Wu Wang's face changed with anger.
Han Yu's words caused a lot of fluctuations. Everyone present knew that Han Yu's combat power was extraordinary, because they all knew who was killed by Han Yu in Wuji Temple. However, almost everyone thinks that Han Yu's strength is one aspect, but the most important thing is to rely on the soldiers of the emperor in his hands.
Unexpectedly, Han Yu was so arrogant.
And now, Han Yu is indeed arrogant in everyone's eyes.
After all, no one in the Promise Hall is weak. Han Yu doesn't rely on any foreign objects. It seems to everyone that he wants to go to the third level to deal with a master of the sixth level of the king of martial arts. It is a fool's dream. He even took the initiative to provoke another master of the fifth level of the king of martial arts, and said such unbearable words. Eye drop.
"Hmph, this thief must know that he will die, and he wants to die violently, so he makes a big statement to scare people. If that's the case, then let him do it." A person from the Promise Hall sneered, thinking he saw Han Yu's trickery .
The young man from the fifth level of the King of Martial Arts flew up, catching up with the young man of the sixth level of the King of Martial Arts, and together they forced Han Yu.
The two formed a tendency to tie horns, with the masters of the sixth level of King Wu as the main, and the masters of the fifth level of King Wu supplemented. The latter can launch a deadly sneak attack on Han Yu at any time.
An Yifei held his breath, his teeth clenched his lower mouth, biting so purple and blue, his fists creaked.
He knows better than anyone now that Han Yu has a super-leapfrog ability, but the people Han Yu is facing now are not comparable to ordinary people.
Han Yu, on the other hand, seemed unusually relaxed, as if the upcoming battle was not a life-and-death battle, but an optional competition. Not only did he not look directly at the two opponents, but he took care of himself, tying up the broken sword and carrying it on his back.
He made it clear to everyone that he would never use the soldiers of the emperor.
"Damn!" The two people in the Promise Palace felt that they had been greatly insulted, and they were so angry that they were so angry.
"Little thief, you have to pay the price for your arrogance!" The master of the sixth level of King Wu roared and clapped his palms together, the wind whistled, and the void trembled. One after another, the palm prints blasted towards Han Yu one after another.