"Retreat!" Han Yu made a decisive decision, everyone used the Primordial Hammer to protect their bodies and retreated in an orderly manner.
"It's not that easy to leave!" Bai Mei Bansheng shouted, and immediately organized the Zhao family's masters to urge the sky sword.
"Damn, if the Zhao family was not protected by that tortoise shell, how could it be my opponent!" Hu Zhenshan was very aggrieved.
Soon, the Cang Qiong Sword burst into divine might under the urging of the masters of the Zhao family. Han Yu and the others had to stop, and wholeheartedly urged the Primordial Hammer to resist.
Once the quasi-emperor soldiers are used, they can behead people hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Another terrifying collision, Han Yu and the others were knocked apart.
"Whoosh!" Immediately afterwards, a terrifying sword beam rushed out from the Zhao family, and a group of disciples of the Zhao family urged a low-level holy soldier to launch a sneak attack.
"Hey!" A bloody splattered, followed by a scream. The sword light pierced through the back from Piotian's abdomen, flew out and smashed a mountain into pieces, smashing it to the ground and dying.
"Senior!" Han Yu exclaimed. He didn't expect the Zhao family to be so despicable, and they prepared for a sneak attack early.
"Shh!"
A sword light beheaded and almost cut off Gongxi in half. The Zhao family used more than one holy soldier.
However, on Han Yu's side, the formation had just been disrupted, not to mention resistance, and even dodging was a little powerless.
"Hahaha... The old man said that today next year will be your sacrificial day." The master of the Zhao family laughed.
"Boom!" The big seal smashed and aimed directly at Han Yu, preparing to give Han Yu a sure-fire blow. Under that big seal, even if Han Yu controls the Black God, he still feels as small as an ant.
"go!"
Hu Zhenshan threw the Primordial Hammer out without hesitation, smashed it heavily on the big seal, smashed the big seal open, and let Han Yu escape.
"Shhhhh..."
The sword light roared past, all of which were motivated by the people of the Zhao family to activate the holy soldiers, and they had to avoid their edge even if they were as strong as a half-sage. For a time, everyone could only run around and could not gather together.
"Hahaha… "
Many masters of the Zhao family laughed, and once again joined forces to mobilize the Cang Qiong Sword.
"Oops!"
Han Yu exclaimed that they were scattered and could not gather together to push the Primordial Hammer to resist. Once the Cang Qiong Sword was cut off, none of them would want to escape.
"Om!"
The sword of the sky trembled, the void was destroyed, and the earth-shattering killing intent permeated, making everyone horrified.
"What should I do?" Feng Wujiang yelled.
"Run separately, as far as you can run!" Feng Wubian's face showed a look of horror. They couldn't work together to activate the Primordial Hammer, so they could only run away.
"The majesty of my Zhao family can't be provocative, let's all die!" Baimei Bansheng shouted, announcing the death of everyone.
Hu Zhenshan, Feng Wubian, Feng Wujiang and others were all cold from head to toe. Who can resist the edge of the quasi-emperor soldiers
Han Yu pounced on Piotian, who was on the verge of dying, and he was a little powerless to escape.
"啾!" A phoenix roared for nine days, and the phoenix transformed into the divine phoenix body, and flew towards Han Yu for a thousand miles. The speed was so fast that Han Yu couldn't keep up with the Black God.
"Follow me!" Phoenix's anxious voice sounded.
"You go first, don't worry about me!" Han Yu said solemnly.
Phoenix didn't care, rushing towards Han Yu.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a loud noise came, and a familiar aura surged out, blocking Cang Qiong Sword's peerless killing intent, causing Han Yu and the others to stop involuntarily.
I saw a thin old man holding the Primordial Hammer in both hands. In front of the Primordial Hammer, he looked even weaker, but a terrifying breath rushed out of him.
This old man is the old blacksmith.
"Senior!" Han Yu exclaimed.
Holding the Primordial Hammer alone, the old blacksmith stood in the sky, not only blocking the shocking killing intent of the Cang Qiong Sword, but also blocking the attacks of the other holy soldiers. Taking him as a realm seems to have turned this world into two realms.
In front of him is chill, and behind him is tranquility. The tranquility in the rear was entirely created by him alone.
From the old blacksmith's body, an unusually terrifying energy poured out. This energy did not belong to this time at all, and after it poured out, the void around him was crushed crazily.
That energy also exudes a holy power, which is different from the semi-holy holy power, just like the sacred among real people. In front of it, all things are ants.
"Saint?" Hu Zhenshan exclaimed.
Only saints can exude true holy power, and only saints can make half-sages feel their heart palpitations and their own insignificance.
"Han Yu, is your master a saint?" Feng Wubian said excitedly.
The saint can definitely break through the defense of the Zhao family with his own strength.
Everyone in the Zhao family trembled, and under the terrifying holy prestige, they felt their powerlessness.
"The repression of heaven has not completely disappeared, how can there be a saint?" Bai Mei Bansheng exclaimed, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
However, Han Yu knew that this energy did not belong to the old blacksmith, and the old blacksmith was not a saint. This energy has been suppressing the old blacksmith in the body of the old blacksmith, but he did not expect this time to be used by the old blacksmith for his own use.
Soon, everyone realized that something was wrong.
The breath of this energy does not belong to the old blacksmith.
But no matter whether this energy belongs to the old blacksmith or not, at this time, it exerts a terrifying power. Under the urging of this energy, the Primordial Hammer recovered greatly, which was even more terrifying than the previous eight and a half holy forces.
"Do it all!" Baimei Bansheng shouted.
Immediately, the quasi-emperor-level Cang Qiong Sword, high-level holy soldiers, intermediate-level holy soldiers, and low-level holy soldiers, a total of seven magic weapons were all activated against the Hunyuan Hammer.
Everyone's hearts are mentioned in their throats. This is an unprecedented terrifying collision since the war.
"Bang!" Before the three low-level holy soldiers collided with the Primordial Hammer, they were smashed into pieces by the terrifying aura of the Emperor, and the Zhao disciples who urged the low-level holy soldiers all screamed and fell in a pool of blood.
Immediately afterwards, two magic weapons at the intermediate level of holy soldiers collided with the Primordial Hammer, and they were broken inch by inch. The people who motivated the two middle-level holy soldiers were also killed and injured.
In the end, the big seal and the heavenly sword hit the Hunyuan hammer together, blocking the castration of the Hunyuan hammer.
The three held a stalemate for a while, and the three magic weapons flew back upside down, out of control, and flew to the sky.
"Puff puff… "
Countless people vomited blood. Stronger than Baimei Bansheng and others, they all coughed violently, staggering for a while and almost fell. The people of the Zhao family are all fortunate, even if they resisted it with all their strength, otherwise the attack would probably break through the defense of the Zhao family.
"Senior..."
Han Yu exclaimed, turned into a light and rushed towards the old blacksmith. The old blacksmith fell from the void and was dying.
Forced action to use the energy in his body, he suffered a terrifying backlash. At this time, the body became a mess of porridge.
"Damn it!" Han Yu gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush into the Zhao family to kill.
Feng Wubian rushed over and hurriedly helped the old blacksmith to sort out the messy energy in his body. After a while, cold sweat broke down on his forehead.