The blood slave is Yu Feiyang's refining puppet. His puppet is different from ordinary puppets. He has been nourished by his own blood essence all the year round. As his cultivation level increases, the blood slave's combat power increases. In terms of combat power, it is like his own incarnation, but it is different from the incarnation.
The avatar was destroyed and the source was injured, but the blood slave was killed, which had no effect on Yu Feiyang.
It can be seen from the formed human figures that there are a total of nine blood slaves.
"Han Yu, I have a hundred ways to deal with you." Yu Feiyang said proudly.
Han Yu snorted heavily and killed Jiutian.
"Go, I want to live!" Yu Feiyang gave an order, and the nine blood slaves suddenly opened their eyes, as if they had life in an instant, and killed Han Yu together.
"Whoosh!"
Han Yu flicked his fingers, and a patterned projectile killed one of the blood slaves. Blood slaves do not have their own thoughts at all, they will only follow Yu Feiyang's instructions and carry out brutal killings. When the patterned projectile hit, his reaction was not to evade, but to destroy. Without even thinking about it, he punched the patterned projectile with a punch.
"Snapped… "
The formation pattern broke open, and the Xiongshan Dayue inside manifested, directly hitting the blood slave straight and flying out of the sky.
At the same time, the other two blood slaves were also blown away by the remaining two patterned projectiles, and their bodies were torn apart.
Yu Feiyang didn't care at all, even if three of the nine blood slaves died, there were still six left, enough to kill Han Yu.
"Whoosh..."
A blood slave approached and stabbed Han Yu's heart.
Han Yu's eyes turned cold, and he punched him in the chest.
"Bang, snort..."
The blood slave hit Han Yu with a punch, and Han Yu hit the blood slave with a claw. The blood slave's chest was split open, but no blood came out, and there was no expression on his face. After stopping, he came to Han Yu again.
Han Yu glanced at the scratches on his heart. If it weren't for his physical strength, the claw just now would definitely grab a piece of meat.
"These puppets don't know pain, you can't fight them head-on!" After a confrontation, Han Yu knew the characteristics of blood slaves. Relying on the wonderful movement technique, he shuttled back and forth between the blood slaves.
Han Yu also discovered one of the characteristics of blood slaves, that is, they cannot use supernatural powers and can only fight in close quarters. Han Yu directly performed the Fire Dragon Dance, and all the blood slaves flew away with one move.
The fire dragon dance is the most suitable for the big melee.
"Some puppets want to deal with me too, you think me too simple!" Han Yu killed Yu Feiyang.
"Hmph, it's too early to be happy!" Yu Feiyang stood motionless, sneering again and again.
“Whoosh whoosh…”
The blood slave who was sent flying came to kill again. Even a blood slave who was hit by the patterned projectile before flew back, his arms were destroyed, his chest became smashed, and only half of his head was left, but he still rushed towards Han Yu needlessly.
Han Yu played another fire dragon dance in the sky. The fire dragon swung its tail and swept the six blood slaves into the air. The half-destroyed blood slave directly exploded into a rain of blood. But one of the blood slaves avoided the fire dragon dance and killed Han Yu.
"bang bang bang..."
Han Yu unleashed a punch, and instead of a crazy head-to-head, after more than 20 moves, the hands of the blood slave were abolished by Han Yu, and Han Yu was also injured in eight places by the blood slave.
The blood slaves whose hands were abolished still smashed to death with their mouths, feet and Han Yu.
"go to hell!"
Han Yu slammed the blood slave's chest with a heavy punch, and with a violent force, his vitality merged into the blood slave's body like a river bursting its dyke.
"Boom..."
In the process of flying out backwards, the blood slave exploded. There are five blood slaves left, kill them again.
These five blood slaves were injured twice by the fire dragon dancing in the sky, all of which were damaged to varying degrees, but one by one was like flying into a fire, unless they were smashed, they would not stop.
Han Yu frowned slightly. Since the war, he has consumed a lot. These blood slaves continue to entangle, which is extremely unfavorable to him.
"Hahaha... Han Yu, now you know how powerful blood slaves are? They may not kill you, but they can kill you!" Yu Feiyang laughed, extremely proud.
"Don't get too complacent, let's see how I can break you puppets!" Han Yu's face showed a ruthless look, without using his magical powers or vitality, he rushed over to meet a blood slave, raised his fist and Head-to-head, relying entirely on the power of the flesh.
"Hmph, idiot, the flesh of the blood slave has been specially refined by me, and it is harder than the average mid-level king's soldier, and it doesn't know the pain. Compared with their flesh, I ask for it." is a slight change.
Han Yu and a blood slave punched 18 times. Although Han Yu's fist was worn out, it was not a serious problem. On the other hand, the blood slave's hands were smashed.
"This..." Yu Feiyang was stunned. He had tried Han Yu's melee combat skills just now, but at that time Han Yu was using a broken fist. He only thought that Han Yu's boxing was powerful, but he didn't expect that Han Yu's physical body was also terrifying. Such.
"Crack..."
Han Yu turned into a ghost and wandered around the blood slave. Soon the blood slave's arms and the joints of his feet were broken by Han Yu, and the blood slave fell into the mountains and could no longer stand up.
Han Yu found a way to deal with the blood slaves.
Yu Feiyang couldn't stand a little bit. Although the blood slave was powerful, he was always just a puppet. When his feet and hands were crippled, he lost his combat power.
"Pfft..."
Another blood slave was abolished by Han Yu's hands and feet, and fell down the mountain. Although he screamed and screamed, he couldn't stand up, and he couldn't move, so he couldn't pose a threat to Han Yu.
There are three blood slaves left.
Han Yu kept wandering, leading the three blood slaves to an area, and quickly trapped the three blood slaves together in a trapping formation, and then decided to perform a fire dragon dance. Boomed into pieces, the crisis of blood slaves was lifted.
Han Yu looked at Yu Feiyang grimly and said, "Don't play these useless tricks, use your best abilities!"
Yu Feiyang snorted: "I said, I have a hundred ways to deal with you, and the blood slave is just one of them!"
Han Yu's thoughts moved, and the Qiankun bag flashed with brilliance, and a broken sword appeared in his hand. The broken sword was only four feet long, and it was covered with rust. It looked like a piece of scrap iron.
Han Yu's Qiankun bag was made by himself from the materials he collected. The level was equivalent to the low-level king's soldier, and he could store the broken sword of the intermediate-level emperor's soldier in it.
Holding the Broken Sword in his hand, Han Yu rushed to the sky with fighting intent, and said, "Then let me teach you the remaining means!"
The vitality under Han Yu's feet swelled and shook, soaring into the sky. The whole person is like an out-of-body divine sword, showing its sharp edge.
Yu Feiyang glanced at the broken sword in Han Yu's hand and pouted in disdain. The blood mist rolled quickly, and the whole person was completely integrated into the blood mist. A terrifying giant python emerged from the blood mist, and it screamed in the sky. It seemed to have the ability to swallow the sky, and it bit Han Yu with one bite.