The people of the Yang family were stunned at first, but when they saw that it was Han Yu, they all showed disdain.
"You go!" Yang Tai casually instructed a Han disciple of the fourth level of Yuanwu.
With a ruthless look on the man's face, he ran towards Han Yu arrogantly: "Today I will make you a real waste who can't take care of yourself!"
Saying that, he hit Han Yu with a punch. Han Yu didn't even bother to look at it, and kicked him out.
"boom!"
Then there was a scream, and the man smashed to the ground, with blood blisters constantly bubbling out from his mouth, and he didn't know his life or death.
Everyone in the Yang family was taken aback. Han Yu actually killed one person. This method is too vicious, isn't it
"Yang Geng, you go kill this waste!" Yang Tai was furious.
The man named Yang Geng was a practitioner of the fifth level of Yuanwu. He rushed over and slashed at Han Yu's neck. Han Yu still just kicked.
Han Geng, like the man just now, flew upside down and smashed to the ground with blood blisters in his mouth.
"his..."
Not to mention the people of the Yang family, even the people of the Han family sucked in a breath of cold air. The shot was the ultimate move. Two shots were executed to kill two people. !
"Evil thief, you are courting death!"
Yang Tai roared and rushed over in person, and the shot was Daomangquan. And this time, the shot was even more forceful than before, and the sword light on the fist almost materialized.
However, the martial arts that were at the forefront of the Yang family were full of flaws in Han Yu's eyes at this time. It's not that Han Yu is proficient in the Yang family's boxing skills, because Han Yu has been baptized with murderous aura, and his spiritual sense is sharper than ordinary people.
However, although he had already seen the other party's flaws, Han Yu still chose to face it head-on.
"Looking for death!" Yang Tai had a sneer on his face.
"Tiger Fist!"
Han Yu looks like a tiger rushing, his fist wind is like a tiger's roar, like a real tiger roaring, and it is several times stronger than the power displayed by Han Hong.
Yang Tai frowned, Han Yu was only a practitioner of the sixth level of Yuanwu, how could he perform the first form of Dragon Tiger Fist so freely. It was too late to escape.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, people saw a figure flying upside down, and after hitting the ground, there was only air coming out and no air coming in.
"Increase the combat power by 20%!" Han Yu smiled slightly.
Everyone was stunned, Han Yu actually punched Yang Tai, who was in the eighth level of Yuanwu, just like a dream. Even Han Qing and the others who knew that Han Yu was terrifying were all taken aback.
Everyone in the Yang family has been frightened, and Han Yu is now a killing god in their eyes.
"Kill them all!" Han Yu's eyes turned cold.
Everyone in the two families trembled. When the Han family saw Han Yu's gloomy face, they did not dare to go against Han Yu's will, and shouted to counterattack the Yang family.
The people of the Yang family had lost their fighting spirit, and they were defeated like a mountain for a while, and more than ten people were all beheaded. Among them, there are a few stubborn people, Han Yu personally killed them with one move.
In the chaotic forest for a while, it was extremely quiet in an instant. Han Qing, Han Jian, etc. wanted to approach Han Yu very much, but they were caught by the sharpness of Han Yu's body and did not dare to approach.
Han Yu didn't say a word and left quickly with the medicine basket on his back. When his back disappeared from sight, Han Hong and Han Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
When Han Yu returned home, he first put the little jade horn beast on the bed and fell asleep. The little guy had not woken up after a bumpy ride. The level of snooze really impressed Han Yu.
Afterwards, Han Yu sat cross-legged, took out the box, turned the button of the box against himself, and opened it slowly. Just as a gap was opened, the terrifying murderous aura stabbed Han Yu's head with a burst of pain, and he fainted directly. I couldn't see what was in the box.
At noon the next day, Han Yu woke up leisurely, and after running the mental method, the pain in his head was resolved.
"Huh, what exactly is in this box?" Han Yu picked up the box and buttoned it. Just cracking a crack, murderous aura can make him fall asleep, if it is fully opened, I am afraid it can kill him in an instant. Han Yu hid the box precious and heavy. This kind of thing can't be found, not to mention that it will cause others jealousy, and it may cause irreparable damage.
Seeing that the little beast was still asleep, Han Yu covered it with a quilt and went out, preparing to replace the core of the beast with medicinal materials. As soon as he went out, he was blocked by two people.
These two people, one tall and slender, with nostrils pointing upwards, with a proud look on their faces; the other, short, stout, with gauze wrapped around his head, like a mummy.
The latter is Han Kun, who was crushed by Han Yu's teeth. The former is Han Kun's older brother, Han Gan. He joined the Floating Cloud Sect two years ago and became a disciple of the outer sect. .
Han Yu glanced at the two of them indifferently, ignored them, and walked to the side. Suddenly, a hand blocked his way.
"Why?" Han Yu looked at Han Gan, and was not timid at all because Han Gan was a disciple of Flowing Cloud Sect.
"You injured my brother, how is this account calculated?" A cold look flashed in Han Gan's eyes.
Han Yu didn't speak, and looked at Han Gan coldly.
"Very good." Han Gan nodded coldly: "In the ranking competition, you'd better get the first place to keep your family status, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death!"
Han Yu pushed Han Gan's hand away and left directly. There was a sneer on the corner of Han Gan's mouth, but he didn't chase.
"Brother, why don't you teach this trash?" Han Kun was puzzled.
"Now Han Zhan is still the patriarch, teach him what to do, and when Han Zhan is not the patriarch, you can kill him if you want!" Han Gan's vicious voice sounded.
Han Yu clenched his fists tightly. It seems that Han Qing and the others didn't publicize what happened yesterday. It would be better. Above the ranking competition, he would definitely surprise those who looked down on him.
Han Yu used the monster core to exchange two second-grade elixir and four first-grade elixir. When he came back, Han Qing was wandering at the door.
"Xiaoyu, you're back." Han Qing warmly greeted him.
Han Yu nodded indifferently, Han Qing couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, and forced a smile: "Xiaoyu, thank you for saving me twice, if it weren't for you, I'd probably have..."
Saying that, Han Qing's eyes couldn't help but turn a little red.
"No thanks, those are what I should have." Han Yu said lightly.
The more Han Yu didn't care, the more uncomfortable Han Qing felt. He took out a box and handed it to Han Yu: "Xiaoyu, my sister doesn't know how to thank you. There are five first-grade elixir in it, please accept it!"
Han Yu raised his brows, Han Qing's monthly training allowance was only four first-grade elixir. But he refused directly: "No."
After speaking, Han Yu walked into the room and closed the door.
After Han Qing left, Han Yu sat cross-legged, holding the elixir, and soon after refining all the medicinal materials he had exchanged, the cyclone in his body suddenly grew a lot.
Afterwards, Han Yu practiced Dragon Tiger Fist, and the fist wind burst, shaking the dust off the roof beams. Suddenly, there was a rush of knocks and shouts.