"What are you doing?" Ren Tiancheng realized that something was wrong and took a step forward to stand in front of Han Yu. He was the leader of the Floating Cloud Sect and he had the responsibility to protect the safety of everyone in the Floating Cloud Sect.
"What are you doing? This kid dared to insult me before, what do you think I'm going to do?" Pang Deshui stared at him, fierce and vicious.
"Hey, the people who listen to Feng Sect are full of anger now. I didn't expect to get angry with the people of Floating Cloud Sect. A group of little bastards dared to snatch treasure from me before, but now the retribution is coming?" Song Zhengping of the Seven Star Sect sneered again and again, The previous confrontation with Flowing Cloud Sect had already gained the upper hand. As a result, Han Yu's appearance caused them to fail and leave, and they always hated Han Yu in their hearts.
Ren Tiancheng also knew that Pang Deshui was trying to take out Han Yu's anger, his body shook, and the powerful breath of the fifth layer of Lingwu erupted.
"What's wrong with Lao Tzu bullying your Floating Cloud Sect people?" Pang Deshui exuded the terrifying aura of the sixth level of Lingwu, and he completely suppressed Ren Tiancheng on top of the aura.
Ren Tiancheng's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Pang Deshui to be so unreasonable, he quickly put up his arms to block.
A very spicy color flashed in Pang Deshui's eyes, and his fist was covered with a layer of cyan vitality, which was attached to the surface of his body like a liquid, and then he punched Ren Tiancheng's arm heavily.
"Bang... kacha!"
Ren Tiancheng's body flew out, and the bones of his arm were smashed by Pang Deshui.
"Senior Brother Ren!" Han Yu and the others were shocked, Han Yu rushed over and helped Ren Tiancheng up immediately, Ren Tiancheng's hands trembled, his eyes fixed on Pang Deshui, but he said ashamedly, "Junior Brother Han , Junior Sister Qin, I'm sorry, Senior Brother has embarrassed you!"
Han Yu's heart was agitated. Ren Tiancheng not only stood up for him at the first time, but also said sorry after the injury. Han Yu was amazed by his quality.
"Originally, I just wanted to teach that kid a lesson. Since you people from Floating Cloud Sect are of one mind, I will be blamed for being rude!" Pang Deshui strode forward, and the rest of the Feng Sect followed with a smirk.
As for the rest of the people, they held their hands and watched from the sidelines, with a gloating expression on their faces.
"You cowards, others laugh at you and take out our anger. Everyone in the world looks down on you!" Qin Mixuan yelled, and now that Ren Tiancheng was injured, she stood up immediately.
Qin Mixuan's words hit Pang Deshui's sore spot and shouted in anger, "Bitch, I'm going to kill you!"
After Pang Deshui finished speaking, he slapped Qin Mixuan with a palm. This palm was more powerful than the previous punch, and Qin Mixuan, whose strength was not as strong as Ren Tiancheng, would probably die if he was hit.
However, Qin Mixuan went up to her without hesitation, not to mention that she couldn't dodge the opponent's attack. Even if she could, the opponent's palm would hit the junior brothers and sisters behind her. She couldn't do that.
At this moment, Han Yu, who was supporting Ren Tiancheng, suddenly jumped up like a dragon going out to sea. He pushed Qin Mixuan's shoulder with his left hand, and Qin Mixuan flew out sideways, and then Han Yu faced Pang Deshui.
"Junior Brother Han?" Qin Mixuan turned pale in shock. Pang Deshui was a master of the sixth level of Lingwu, so Han Yu was undoubtedly looking for death. But all this happened between the sparks of calcium carbide, and when she wanted to stop Han Yu, it was too late.
"Roar!"
Han Yu's mouth suddenly opened, and a sound of dragon roar came out. The voice was deep and powerful, shaking the sky and the earth, the ground trembled suddenly, and even the fallen river that roared over was messy, and the surrounding onlookers, as long as they were within a hundred meters of space, were all blown away by the sound waves.
On the other hand, Qin Mixuan, Shuixian'er, etc., who were relatively close to Han Yu, had nothing at all. This was because Han Yu had controlled the attack range of Jiutian Longyin Gong, otherwise they would have been severely injured immediately.
Pang Deshui and the others from Tingfeng Sect were the first to bear the brunt. Except for Pang Deshui, the others flew out and smashed to the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices, staring with bulging eyes, unable to rest their eyes.
As for Pang Deshui, although he was standing, his feet slipped out more than ten feet away, his facial features were twisted, and his clothes were shaken to pieces.
"Roar… "
The terrifying sound of dragon roars lasted for a long time before it stopped, and everyone's ears were still ringing non-stop, and their heads fell into a messy state for a while.
"What martial art is this?"
Pang Deshui's eyes widened, two streams of bright red blood flowed out of his nose first, and then blood flowed out from his mouth, eyes, and ears, looking terrifying.
"Murdering skills!" Han Yu said solemnly.
"Pfft..."
Pang Deshui fell straight to the ground, unable to rest his eyes.
"his..."
There were countless breathless voices at the scene, including Liu Yunzong's people, who looked at Han Yu in disbelief. Han Yu actually killed six people with one move. The fifth level of Lingwu and three of the fourth level of Lingwu, such a combination, even if it is a master of the seventh level of Lingwu, it has the power to fight, but it can't stop Han Yu's move.
Although Han Yu was unexpected and unprepared to kill, it still made people feel like a dream.
Especially the people of the Seven Star Sect, they were in a cold sweat for a while. They only now know that they had passed by the god of death before, and they no longer dared to hold any grudge against Han Yu.
As for Han Yu, he was only at the ninth level of Xuanwu, even Wei Xiangfei and other young heroes of the younger generation were deeply terrified, and looked at Han Yu with a faint look of fear.
Han Yu ignored everyone, walked over and took off the Qiankun bags of Pang Deshui and others, and gave them all to Ren Tiancheng.
Ren Tiancheng and the others were still in a daze, unable to believe what they saw, until Han Yu stuffed him with the Qiankun bag, then he came back to his senses, and said with sincerity, "Junior Brother Han, I can't ask for this!"
Han Yu said seriously: "Senior Brother Ren, you are seriously injured now and need a lot of materials to heal your injuries, so just accept it."
Ren Tiancheng did not continue to shirk, but he was a little ashamed. As the senior brother of everyone, not only did he fail to protect everyone, but now he has become a drag on everyone. Han Yu patted Ren Tiancheng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ren, don't think about it, we are honored to have a brother like you!"
Ren Tiancheng nodded, took a breath, and his expression improved a little. Han Yu looked at Qin Mixuan and said, "Senior Sister Qin, it's no good to stay here, you guys should go back first!"
Seeing Xiao Taijie and others drowning and being bullied by Pang Deshui, Qin Mixuan and the others had already raised their hearts to retreat.
Qin Mixuan asked, "What about you and Xian'er?"
Han Yu said: "I still want to stay here and have a look."
"Whoosh!" At this moment, a red light flew in like a meteor from outside Shimen, and fell heavily on the bank of the Fallen River in an arc, leaving only a tall and sturdy back for everyone.
"Ninth Level of Lingwu!" Wei Xiangfei exclaimed in surprise, taking a few steps back involuntarily. When Han Yu heard the words, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. This man looked like he was only in his early twenties, yet he was so powerful!