Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1845: People's will

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Yun Daoyuan's words are not poisonous, and instantly put Han Yu in a position of opposition to all races in the world.

If these words were put in the past, one stone would surely stir up a thousand waves, but now the prestige of the Yuxu Holy Palace is no longer what it used to be, and Han Yu is not the Han Yu of the past. Most people scoffed at his words.

Lin Zhengjun originally wanted to fan the flames, but seeing that many people from the sect looked down on Yun Daoyuan, he hurriedly stopped. Now that Han Yu has won the hearts and minds of the people of the world, to oppose Han Yu is to oppose the world, and they don't want to be the second in the Yuxu Holy Palace.

"Little friend Han, can you look at the old man and return Hun Qianfan's head to them?" Ling Xiaohan looked at Han Yu and said in a negotiating tone.

As the organizer of this Ten Thousand Races Conference, the Supreme Holy Land shoulders the heavy responsibility of maintaining the peaceful coexistence of all races.

Han Yu nodded, took Hun Qianfan's head, and threw it to Hun Guye.

Soul Guye hurriedly caught Hun Qianfan's head and began to unblock it.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Hun Qianfan's head exploded, blood and brains splashed all over the soul.

Soul Guye was stunned, and the rest were also stunned.

"what… "

After half an instant, Soul Guye screamed like crazy.

"boom!"

The terrifying aura of the seventh-level Lotus Hualian spurted out in the middle of the Martial Sage, making the world pale and the mountains trembling.

Soul Guye rushed towards Han Yu, and slapped Han Yu's head with a palm. This palm, if a star is really photographed, it has to be shattered, let alone a person's head.

"Stop!" Ling Xiaohan shouted, but it was too late.

No one saw that, the corner of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"Om!"

The pattern shield appears.

"Bang!"

Soul Guye punched the patterned shield with a punch, dented the patterned shield, and stopped suddenly when he was about to touch Han Yu's nose.

Many masters' pupils shrank, and they couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"As expected of the Jiuyuan Unloader, who can be compared to such a defense?" Many people thought so.

At this time, Han Yu made his move and punched Hun Guye's head with a punch.

Soul Guye changed color. He didn't expect Han Yu's defense to be so strong and wanted to dodge. However, Han Yu's shot was too fast, and there were no more than five people who could see his shot at the scene.

"boom!"

Han Yu's fist, under the stunned gaze of Soul Guye, bombarded his head. Then a terrifying force rushed into Soul Guye's head like a flood, instantly smashed his holy palace, destroyed his soul, and then exploded.

Soul Guye's head was instantly torn apart like a watermelon, and only the headless corpse was smashed heavily at Han Yu's feet.

"his..."

After everyone stayed for a while, the sound of gasping for breath came one after another, and looking at Han Yu's eyes, it was like looking at a monster.

The Yaochi Palace Master and Chen Mengyao, who knew Han Yu's details, were stunned. Han Yu didn't use any extra power. He completely relied on the cultivation of the sixth level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint. He even killed a master of the seventh level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint. Such combat power is simply unimaginable.

"Invincible defense, invincible combat power..."

"Although it is only the sixth-level cultivation of the Lotus Flower in the middle stage of the Martial Saint, there is a kind of domineering that is invincible under the late Martial Saint!"

Yun Daoyuan's heart turned violent. He had always wondered how Han Yu killed the four masters, but now it seems that it is not difficult.

After a brief period of silence, there were bursts of shock.

The masters of Kongtong Holy Land and the Supreme Holy Land, including Wuji, who came from negligence, instantly dispelled the thought of seeking revenge against Han Yu, especially Wuji, remembering what he said to Han Yu when the Ten Thousand Clan Conference was just held, involuntarily flowed out. He was in a cold sweat, and at the same time he was secretly glad that he didn't meet Han Yu in the secret realm of Yangtian.

The silver ape, Prince Peng and other heroes of the monster clan all spit out a sigh of relief for the rest of their lives, and looked at Han Yu with expressions of gratitude. They have no doubt that when Han Yu was at the second entrance to the Yangtian Secret Realm that day, it was as easy as the palm of his hand to kill them.

Even Xuanwu broke out in a cold sweat.

"Holy Master Ling, you have to decide for us!" The demon sect people were frightened, and one of them said in a pleading tone.

"You don't need anyone to decide for you. If you want to take revenge, just come at me." Han Yu said lightly, not taking a big demon sect in his eyes at all.

So domineering, so many people secretly give thumbs up, admiring the ground.

Demons have been able to fight with the righteous path for so many years without going extinct, which shows how terrifying its background is. Many ancient sects made a move against the Demon Cult, and it was a joint move. Like Han Yu, who has despised the entire demon sect by himself, he is the first person in the past.

"Han Yu, don't be too arrogant, do you really think no one can cure you?" an old man from the Demon Sect roared.

Han Yu glanced at him lightly, not even saying a word.

The old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and said viciously: "Han Yu, wait, our demon sect will never let you go. Let's go!"

The old man turned around and left with the demon sect, feeling a little bit like fleeing.

This big storm was easily suppressed by Han Yu's strong performance. Yun Daoyuan and Lin Zhengjun didn't speak anymore, especially Yun Daoyuan, so many people died in Yuxu Holy Palace, but he couldn't directly rectify Han Yu here, and he was full of grievances in his heart.

"It's time to let those old guys take action. If they don't take action, no one will be able to suppress him again in the future!" Ling Xiao looked at Han Yu and sent Yun Daoyuan a voice transmission coldly.

Yun Daoyuan nodded, bowed his hands to many righteous masters, and left with the people from Yuxu Holy Palace. No one kept.

The rest of the forces stayed in the Supreme Holy Land and started a carnival.

The ranking of this competition will come out soon.

The top ten are Han Yu, Qi Tianxia, Ling Zun, Kendo Yi, Chen Mengyao, King Jinjiao, Soul Qianfan, Wugu, Wulai, and Wuji. When they saw that Hun Qianfan's name was number seven, everyone had an inexplicable sense of joy.

Meng Zuisheng, strong wind and waves, and fierce wind and waves were ranked 21st, 22nd, and 23rd in succession, but they made the three of them happy.

Han Yu became the protagonist of the Ten Thousand Clan Conference, even if two people in the Supreme Holy Land entered the top three, the light was covered by Han Yu alone.

Countless people extended an olive branch to Han Yu, even the Supreme Holy Land would not fall behind.

The Holy Master of Kongtong Holy Land and the Supreme Holy Land came to toast Han Yu in person, smiling away his grievances. Prince Peng, Silver Ape and others took the initiative to express their gratitude to Han Yu. Han Yu gave this opportunity to Xiaojiao, and Xiaojiao successfully resolved the grievance with the demon clan. This is what Han Yu likes to see, Xiaojiao is a monster, and it is not a good thing to be regarded as a traitor of the monster.

At night, Qi Tianxia appeared in everyone's line of sight, and instantly became the star of the stars holding the moon. The two looked at each other from a distance, neither of them were happy, and they turned their eyes to other places indifferently.