"Proof? It's not easy!" Han Yu said lightly.
Both sides of the argument stopped and their eyes focused on Han Yu. Han Yu thought, and some Qi Tianjia melted into flesh and blood.
For Qi Tianshi, Qi Tianjia is like a magic weapon of life. If it is one's own Qi Tianjia, it can be included in the flesh and blood if it reaches a certain level. If it is an outsider's Qi Tianjia, it cannot be.
The wind-dried ape was suddenly speechless.
Many people were shocked. The identity of Jiuyuan Unloader was as noble as the masters of the later stage of Wu Sheng. Han Yu is only the fourth level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint, and it is a heaven-defying step to reach this stage.
"What else do you have to say?" Palace Master Yaochi said while looking at the wind.
"Humph!" Gufeng Ganyuan snorted lightly, not wanting to admit that he could only bear the defeat. No matter how powerful Han Yu's Qi Tianjia is, it is a manifestation of Han Yu's strength, not counting foreign objects.
The people on the right side of the sect began to cheer again. This victory was not easy to come by.
"Han Yu, you are a demon, why do you still want to suppress our demon sect for the so-called righteous sect? You are doing this in the name of swallowing the demon body!" An old man from the demon sect walked out and questioned Han Yu.
"You are the devil, I am the devil, how can they be compared!" Han Yu said mockingly.
The old man looked at Han Yu coldly, and the killing was looming.
"Han Yu, this prince is here to fight you."
At this moment, a Dapeng flew out from the group of monsters. The hair on this Dapeng is like water poured from gold, golden light, but the feathers on a pair of wings are as black as ink. This is the descendant of the divine beast Golden-winged Dapeng, known as Prince Peng. The blood of the divine beast flowing in his body is not too pure.
Han Yu frowned, what's going on? Are there wheel tactics for the test
"Boss, we will hold seven competitions with each other in the same realm, and we can fight in a row. Before Xuanwu fought three times in a row and won two, we have won one now." Meng Zuisheng said.
Han Yu understood, this must be Xuanwu's strong defense, bullying the righteous sect. But now, the other party must think that Han Yu is dying, and immediately dispatched Prince Peng to kill Han Yu without waiting for Han Yu to withdraw from the battlefield, pulling back the game like lightning.
"Whoosh!"
Prince Peng didn't give Han Yu time to answer at all, and he flapped his wings and turned into a light to kill Han Yu.
Han Yu sneered, wanting to beat him while he was injured, but it was too naive to think.
"what… "
Suddenly, a sound of exclamation sounded, Prince Peng rushed to Han Yu's distance, and suddenly disappeared, like disappearing out of thin air. This is not teleportation, but Prince Peng's speed suddenly accelerated, surpassing the speed of light.
Everyone's eyes couldn't keep up with his speed, let alone react.
Many people opened their mouths to exclaim when Prince Peng killed Han Yu in front of him, and his left wing slashed down like a celestial sword, trying to slash Han Yu's head.
Faced with such a fast speed, not many people can react.
However, when Prince Peng cut off with one wing, Han Yu had already punched out, and the shot was even in front of Prince Peng. He seemed to have expected Prince Peng to do this. Qi Tianshi's keenness was once again vividly displayed.
"Bang!"
Fists and wings collided, and a terrifying air wave exploded. Prince Peng's wings bounced back, and Han Yu took the opportunity to jump up and kicked out several times, kicking right on Prince Peng's chest.
"bang bang bang..."
A sound like a drum rang out.
He kicked Prince Peng's chest seven times in a row, and Han Yu spun and slashed again on Prince Peng's head. A hundred-mile deep pit.
Many people saw their scalps go numb. Prince Peng wanted to sneak up on Han Yu because of his speed, but not only did the sneak attack fail, but he was beaten up by Han Yu.
"Chirp!"
Prince Peng struggled to rush up, Yang Tian let out a miserable cry, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Han Yu murderously.
"Human, you made me angry!" Prince Peng's angry voice sounded.
"So what?" Han Yu sneered.
Suddenly, all the feathers on Prince Peng's body turned up, and each feather turned into an extremely sharp sword.
"Buzz!"
Prince Peng's body shook violently, most of the feathers on his body rose into the sky, and then turned into a vortex and dived towards Han Yu, like a thousand swords flying together, very terrifying.
Han Yu urged Qi Tianjia to display a patterned storm, which was even more terrifying than Prince Peng's thousands of sword feathers flying together.
"Boom rumble..."
The sword feather and the pattern storm collided, and a terrifying explosion was released.
Although the sword feathers were sharp and penetrated very strongly, none of them could reach Han Yu's body.
Han Yu walked towards Prince Peng, as if pushing a violent storm, causing Prince Peng to change color and quickly retreat.
"Why is he so terrifying after he was injured so badly?" Many people's eyes widened, especially the demon clan. They wanted to take advantage of Han Yu's illness to kill Han Yu, but they miscalculated.
The pattern storm covered the sky and the sun, and everyone couldn't see how Han Yu was doing.
Han Yu is urging the pattern storm to attack and kill, while rapidly refining the treasures of heaven and earth to heal and restore vitality. In the battle just now, he was indeed seriously injured.
If it is an ordinary person, the vitality obtained by refining the heaven and earth treasures, can't bear to consume it, and doing so is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket. But for Han Yu, it can get very good results.
This battle lasted for three days and three nights. Han Yu's pattern storm had never been weaker, and it was consistent. No matter how sharp Prince Peng's attack was, it couldn't break the pattern storm's defense.
Many people's eyes widened in shock, Han Yuzhi's tenacity was unbelievable.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Han Yu rushed out of the pattern storm, and the God-killing spear pierced through the void.
"laugh!"
A spear pierced Prince Peng's chest, his palm slapped heavily on the god-killing spear, and the spear rushed out of Prince Peng's back. Han Yu leaped above Prince Peng and kicked Prince Peng's back. On, Prince Peng screamed and slammed heavily on the ground.
Han Yu grabbed the deadly spear, turned and pointed at Prince Peng.
"The boss won, ah, another win!" Meng Zuisheng jumped up with joy, and many people in the righteous sect cheered.
The leading figures such as the Yaochi Palace Master also had bright smiles on their faces.
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi looked at Han Yu quietly, her face was full of joy and worry, but her eyes became a little complicated.
Prince Peng stood up and glanced at Han Yu, then lowered his head decadently and walked back to the demon camp.
Han Yu turned around, glanced at the demon clan, the demon sect and the people in the Yuxu Holy Palace, and said lightly: "Who dares to fight me?"
Immediately, many people were shocked. They thought that Han Yu and Xuanwu were almost dying, but they did not expect to easily defeat Prince Peng, and now they are challenging. Some people began to wonder if Han Yu was seriously injured in the last battle with Xuanwu, did he deliberately show it to confuse them