"Haha, in the same realm, who is Han Yu's opponent?" Feng Aotian said with a smile.
"Monsters and demons, want to spy on my righteous mountains and rivers, crazy dreams!"
On the right side of the road, many people have completely put their minds at ease, even though there are two wins and two losses now. But with Han Yu here, there is no need to be afraid. At this moment, Han Yu is undoubtedly a peerless hero in the eyes of many passionate young people and young women.
Seeing that Han Yu gradually established a heroic image in the right way, Lin Daoxuan and other people who hated Han Yu deeply felt extremely uncomfortable. They were even so vicious that they would rather Zhengdao lose a day or two in the north than Han Yu's victory and show off the limelight.
The leaders of the demon clan, the demon sect, and the Yuxu Sacred Palace discussed quickly in secret. Now that both sides have two wins and two losses, the outcome of this fifth match is very important and must be won.
"Han Yu's previous injuries are absolutely true, and then he fought Prince Peng again. At this time, he must be stunned, and there is nothing to be afraid of!"
"The souls of our demon sect can fight against him, and we will surely win this victory!"
On the side of the sect of the righteous path, the hearts of the major overlords are actually a little uneasy. But Han Yu just won two games, and no one dared to ask him the truth.
Han Yu watched the other party's people discussing quietly, and the refining medicinal materials recovered quickly. The longer the other party's discussion, the better it would be for him.
"Look, Han Yu is refining medicinal materials to heal his wounds."
"The speed at which the swallowing demon devours medicinal materials is unimaginable, and we can't give him too much time."
"It's settled, let the soul not return to the battle!"
Among the demon sect crowd, walked out a man with a slender figure like a bamboo pole, a face as pale as a corpse, his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake, and he looked like an evil ghost walking in the darkness.
"The Demon Sect Soul does not return to come to learn!" Soul Blessed flew up and walked towards Han Yu step by step.
"No return? It looks like you really have come back today!" Meng Zuisheng sarcastically said.
Soulless ignored Meng Zuisheng, staring coldly at Han Yu, like a falcon staring at its prey, with extremely sharp eyes.
"The soul of the Jiuyuan Earth Master will definitely make my magic power go to the next level!" The voice of the soul was sharp and piercing, which made people feel very disgusted.
Han Yu ignored him, quietly refining the medicinal materials for recuperation, every minute and every second was very important to him.
A flash of killing light suddenly flashed in his eyes, his body shook, and suddenly, a scream came from his body, and then people saw that a man like a ferocious ghost never died. The back of the return came out. Circling around the soulless roar, his face is very hideous.
"Battle soul? Damn it, how many souls have been refined to make a war soul?" Feng Aotian gritted his teeth.
"This kind of demon that kills life must be eradicated!" Countless people showed hatred.
One after another battle spirit rushed out of the soul, and not long after, thirty-one battle spirit wrapped him, making him look like a walking peerless demon. Each of those battle spirits was extremely ferocious, and the screams from each one made the scalp tingle.
"kill!"
Suddenly, an icy, shrill cry of killing came out of his soulless mouth. Those fighting spirits screamed and killed Han Yu.
Thirty-one battle spirits, like thousands of troops rushing through, the momentum is too terrifying.
Han Yu stopped refining the medicinal materials, his eyes filled with terrifying killing light, his vitality was injected into Qi Tianjia, and he activated the patterned shield, and then Han Yu rushed into the army of war spirits.
"Boom boom boom..."
Han Yu kept rushing forward and only shot at the battle spirits in front. Those spirits that went around to the side and the back didn't care at all. He let those battle spirits hit the patterned shield, and the patterned shield shattered several times. Yu immediately put up the shield again.
"He's dying!"
The eyes of the demon clan, the demon clan, and the Yuxu Sacred Palace all lit up.
How fierce was Han Yu's attack and killing before, and it was the first time that he focused on defense like this. The only thing they could think of was that Han Yu was already at the end of the fight.
There are also many people in the righteous sect who are nervous. This doesn't look like Han Yu's fighting style, does it
It was the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, a look of completeness in her chest.
Han Yu's fist opened the way, and he rushed forward, rushing out of the encirclement of the battle spirit, and immediately displayed the tyrannical dragon energy. A golden dragon energy rushed out from his forehead, turned into a big dragon, and slammed into the soul fiercely.
The roar of the tyrannical dragon's energy shook the sky and the earth, and the terrifying aura made the soul skip a beat.
"Catch the thief first to capture the king!"
At this moment, many people realized that the reason why Han Yu didn't fight the battle spirits was to capture the king.
Soulless hurriedly displayed a heaven-level intermediate supernatural power and the Batian Dragon Qi collided, and was instantly smashed by the Batian Dragon Qi, and finally the Batianlong Qi slammed into the soulless body, causing the Soulless to vomit blood. , the body cracked.
"laugh!"
At this moment, a long spear entwined with dragon energy came out of the sky, smashing the head of the soul.
"stop!"
The master of the magic sect was horrified.
"Bang!"
The soulless head exploded, and Han Yu's spear slammed down, smashing his body into pieces.
"boom!"
At the same time, Han Yu unleashed a pattern storm, which instantly wiped out his soulless flesh and blood, making him unable to live even if he wanted to.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone was a little stunned.
Just now, Han Yu had shown a tendency to be at a disadvantage, but he didn't expect a shot would be a lore.
"what!"
After the masters of the Demon Sect reacted, each screamed, and one of them even punched Han Yu.
"Boom!" In an instant, the terrifying aura of the seventh level of Star Transformation in the early stage of the Martial Saint swept across the sky, shaking the world.
Suddenly, an elegant figure appeared in front of Han Yu, and Palace Master Yaochi slapped it with a palm, catching the opponent's punch lightly.
"Do you want to cause a bloody battle between the two sides? I'm afraid that the senior will be the first to destroy your demon sect!" Palace Master Yaochi said coldly as he looked at the master of the demon sect.
The people of the Demon Sect trembled and dared not do anything again.
"bang bang bang..."
Those war spirits, after the death of their master, exploded one after another, and soon disappeared.
The Yaochi Palace Master turned around and nodded to Han Yu, gave Han Yu an admiring look, and returned to the righteous camp with a movement.
"The boss was merciful to both Xuanwu and Prince Peng just now. This time, he resolutely beheaded the soul, and it seems that he hates the demon sect!" Meng Zuisheng secretly said.
The demon clan and the demon sect were instantly shrouded in dark clouds. In five matches, Zhengdao had won three, and as long as they lost another one, they could only continue to hide in the northern wilderness.
"Who will fight!"
Han Yu put his hands behind his back and glanced coldly at the opponent's camp. As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the other masters of the late Martial Saint all trembled.
Can Han Yu fight again