Han Yu sat cross-legged and quickly refined the medicinal materials to treat the injury, while Meng Zuisheng looked at the big formation excitedly. The explosive sound of "bang bang" in the formation made him feel unusually exciting.
In the past half a day or so, a hole was suddenly opened in the great formation, and a golden sword energy shot straight into the sky, killing the gods and demons.
"Boss, it's not good, Yang Ming is going to kill him!" As Meng Zuisheng spoke, there was a loud bang, and most of the great formation collapsed, and an embarrassed figure rushed out of it.
"Little thief Han Yu, your killing formation is nowhere near as good!" An angry roar came. I saw Yang Ming holding the Ming Emperor Sword, looking like a madman.
The sage has a strong self-healing ability, and it is impossible to see that Yang Ming has suffered multiple injuries, but judging from his irritable mood, he must have suffered a lot.
"run!"
With a low voice, Han Yu and Meng Zuisheng crossed the void and rushed towards the temporary stronghold of Misty Palace.
"Shuh!" Yang Ming slashed down with the strength of his sword and cut the void in half. Han Yu and Meng Zuisheng were forced out, and the two resolutely fled separately. Meng Zuisheng fled to the temporary stronghold of Misty Palace, while Han Yu rushed like the east.
Yang Ming resolutely pursues and kills Han Yu.
"Shhhhh..."
In the blink of an eye, several sword qi swept down, making Han Yu unavoidable.
Han Yu was already holding Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand, pushing it with all his strength and sweeping out.
"Boom boom boom..."
Several sword qi bursts one after another, and Han Yu's face turned pale from the shock. With the help of the recoil, he continued to escape. Judging from this fight, Yang Ming's remaining combat power is less than 60%.
"Little thief, let me see where you are going!" Yang Ming pursued with his sword.
Han Yu fought and retreated, and took Yang Ming around in circles. After many times of bombardment, Han Yu's hands were bruised. Even if Yang Ming's combat power is less than 60%, Han Yu is not his opponent. Of course, this all depends on the Emperor's sword, the Emperor's sword. If he abandons the magic weapon, Han Yu can easily kill Yang Ming.
After going in a circle, Han Yu came back from the northeast.
Yang Ming thought that Han Yu was going to enter the broken formation, so how could he give Han Yu a chance, the sword energy traversed the void, blocking Han Yu's way forward.
Han Yu resolutely rushed out into the mountains below. From between Han Yu's hands, a pattern like a flood rushed into the ground, the mountains shook and the earth trembled.
"Boom boom boom..."
Mountain peaks rose from the ground and slammed towards Yang Ming. Yang Ming swung out a sword, cutting the peaks as easily as cutting tofu. Han Yu's method of moving mountains and unloading land had little effect on him at all.
"Shh!"
Another sword beam came from the sky, and Han Yu hurriedly raised Fang Tianhua halberd to block. The sword beam slashed on Fang Tianhua halberd, and Han Yu was knocked into the ground and fled away.
Yang Ming split the mountains and followed Han Yu.
Suddenly, an unparalleled murderous aura came from the ground. The large formation hidden in the ground was activated by Han Yu, and Yang Ming was once again enveloped in the large formation.
"Han Yu!" Yang Ming was furious, but he didn't expect that Han Yu designed a series of traps.
“Whoosh whoosh…”
In the black mist that covered the sky and the sun, countless killing lights evolved, and Yang Ming was wrapped in an instant.
"If this seat can break you once, I can break you a second time!" Yang Ming shouted. However, he soon changed color. The power of this great formation was only not weaker than that of the previous one.
Han Yu came to the outside of the formation, gasped for a few times, then returned to the formation decisively, urging Fang Tianhuaji to find Yang Ming and slash down.
Yang Ming was too tired to deal with the threat of the killing formation, and when he reacted, he could only hurriedly prop up the shield to resist, and the shield was shattered by Fang Tianhua's halberd. Fang Tianhua halberd slashed heavily on Yang Ming's vest, almost slashing Yang Ming.
Yang Ming flew out and was pierced by several killing lights one after another, and was seriously injured in an instant.
Han Yu succeeded in one blow and continued to attack and kill, catching Yang Ming by surprise. At this time, it was far inferior to Yang Ming in his heyday. Even if he held the quasi-emperor soldiers, he seemed powerless.
"boom!"
Another heavy blow, the Ming Emperor Sword in Yang Ming's hand was knocked flying by Han Yu.
"Ah?" Yang Ming exclaimed, the Emperor Mingjian was his reliance, and if the Emperor Mingjian was not in his hand, he could not resist the power of the killing formation.
"Chichichi..." Before the Emperor Ming's sword let go, Yang Ming's defense seemed vulnerable, and several blood holes appeared on his body in an instant. Yang Ming's heart suddenly became cold, and he had no hope for life.
"Little thief Han Yu, even if this seat dies, I will pull you back!" Yang Ming gritted his teeth, a ruthless look on his face, ignoring the killings of the killing formation, he rushed towards Han Yu frantically. Seeing that, he wanted to blew himself up and die with Han Yu.
"Master, I'm here to help you!" At this moment, a beautiful voice sounded, and a woman in white pierced through the black mist and came in.
"Yue'er, you are not dead?" Yang Ming was pleasantly surprised. The person who came was none other than Fairy Moon.
"Master, come with me!" Fairy Yue took Yang Ming's arm and led him through the great formation quickly. Yang Ming secretly probed Fairy Moon's breath and found that it was indeed his apprentice, not someone else's fake, so he was completely relieved.
"Yue'er, where have you been during this time?" Yang Ming asked. Fairy Moon appeared alive, making him very happy. Especially when she sensed that Fairy Moon was already at the fifth stage of Star Transformation in the early stage of Martial Saint, she was even more determined.
The emperor's blood in Fairy Yue's body has been fully recovered, and her combat power is absolutely no worse than his master. It should not be a problem for their master and apprentice to join forces to kill this great formation.
However, what responded to him was Fairy Moon's palm. Fairy Moon's palm was right on Yang Ming's temple.
In an unsuspecting situation, even if Yang Ming's head was hit with iron, how could he survive Fairy Moon's palm.
"you… "
Yang Ming was shocked.
"Bang!"
Before Yang Ming could react, Fairy Moon slapped him on the forehead again, Yang Ming's head shattered like a watermelon, and his soul was shattered by Fairy Moon's powerful palm wind.
A generation of heroes, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, has fallen.
Fairy Yue let go of Yang Ming's hand, and Yang Ming fell to the ground.
Han Yu walked over with his feet in the air, looking at Yang Ming lying on the ground, full of joy.
In fact, even if Yang Ming blew himself up, he wouldn't be able to hurt Han Yu, but Han Yu was still thinking about devouring Yang Ming's cultivation base to cultivate, how could it be so easy to leave him dead.
"This time, it should be able to break through the realm of the sixth level of Star Transformation in the early stage of Martial Saint, right?" Fairy Yue said excitedly. Yang Ming is a master of the sixth level of Star Transformation in the early stage of Wu Sheng. The energy in his body is so strong that if he absorbs all of it to cultivate, the progress he can make is difficult to estimate.
"If we can break through, we should continue to break through." Han Yu said with a smile.
At this time, the dragon energy spit out by the invisible dragon has reached 90% of the combat strength, and if it breaks through the first level, the blessing of the combat strength will reach 100%. At that time, the dragon energy spit out by the blue dragon will dissolve to zero against the blessing of combat power, and Han Yu will be able to go further if the divine artifact is spit out from the black hole.