On the ring, there were four Zhou Songs, all dressed in the same appearance, and even the moves they performed were the same. The four surrounded Han Yu in a group, uniform and tacit understanding.
Many people's eyes widened. One Zhou Song beat Han Yu everywhere. Now that there are four Zhou Songs, how will Han Yu deal with it
"I didn't expect Zhou Song to have mastered the fifth-order martial arts and the four-image illusion palm, and he could transform into three clones. Now that the four Zhou Songs are shooting together, Han Yu can't escape no matter how fast he is!" Someone exclaimed.
The Four-Image Illusion Palm is one of the top ten martial arts of the Floating Cloud Sect.
"Four Zhou Songs, with one real body and three clones. Unless he finds the real body and defeats it, it will be impossible to crack the Four Illusion Palms. But the four people are exactly the same, and it is impossible to see who is the clone. Who is the real body!" Hua Jianfei's followers were overjoyed, and when the four-image phantom palm came out, they didn't believe that Han Yu would not fall down, then the first day would be a joke, and Hua Jianfei was worthy of the first The title of a day.
"Shhhhh..."
The four Zhou Songs made a move together, and suddenly the fist wind whistled, the palm shadows were heavy, and Han Yu was densely covered. No matter how fast Han Yu's moves were, he couldn't fight against four Zhou Songs at the same time. As a result, he was hit, seriously injured or disabled.
Seeing that all the moves had to be greeted on Han Yu's body, Han Yu suddenly turned around and blasted out with a palm.
"Boom..."
The palm slammed out, like a thunder explosion, Han Yu's whole body, thunder and lightning roamed away, and electric snakes fluttered. The palm crossed a strange arc, avoiding Zhou Song's heavy attacks, and a palm bombarded Zhou Song's chest.
With a loud noise, people heard a scream, and saw a string of blood spurting out of Zhou Song's mouth, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string and smashed onto the ring. The other three Zhou Songs suddenly collapsed and dissolved into nothingness.
Everyone was stunned, Han Yu actually found Zhou Song's real body accurately, wounded Zhou Song with one move, and cracked the Four-Symbol Illusion Palm. This result can be said to be a bit dreamlike.
"Han Yu's luck is too good, isn't it? You can see through the falsehood and find the real body?" Many people think that Han Yu relies on luck, but Shuixianer knows that Han Yu has cultivated the power of the soul and can Insight into Qiuhao, others may not be able to see the authenticity, but the power of Han Yu's soul is swept away, and he must be able to see who is the real Zhou Song and who is the fake Zhou Song.
For the rest of the people, it may be a martial skill that is difficult to crack, but for Han Yu, it is a paediatric skill.
People's eyes swept from Han Yu's body to Zhou Song, and their scalps were all numb. At this time, Zhou Song's chest was already ripped open, charred black, and his appearance was very miserable.
Han Yu walked over and looked down at Zhou Song and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if I am a genius or not, but now I can prove that you are a complete waste!"
After Han Yu finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.
Everyone was in a daze. Just now, Zhou Song insulted Han Yu in every possible way, and many people were not optimistic about Han Yu, but in the end, Han Yu was unscathed, while Zhou Song was seriously injured. This is simply a slap in the face.
The followers of Hua Jianfei who had insulted Han Yu just now took a few steps back involuntarily and hid in the crowd, for fear of being targeted by Han Yu. The young man who wanted to teach Sun Dayou a lesson just now had cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and he was trembling with fear.
In the crowd, Yu Feiyang gritted his teeth secretly. Judging from the battle between Han Yu and Zhou Song, even if Han Yu faced the master of the eighth level of Lingwu, he might still have the power to fight, and he would definitely be a great enemy of him.
Han Tian and Sun Dayou looked at each other, both exhaled slightly, and smiled knowingly.
"Han Yu be careful!" Suddenly, Shuixian'er's face changed greatly and she cried out in surprise.
I saw Zhou Song suddenly sit up, and I don't know when a small crossbow has been added in his hand. There are three arrows on the crossbow.
Everyone was astonished, the outcome was already divided, Zhou Song still wanted to kill Han Yu, this vicious temper was outrageous.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Three arrows were fired in unison, and the finished font rushed towards Han Yu. Everyone's eyes widened. How many people could escape this sudden assassination
However, Han Yu not only has an amazing spiritual sense, but also has a very comparable speed. With a flash of his figure, he avoided three arrow feathers. Then he copied it, and held an arrow in his hand. In front of Song, an arrow pierced into Zhou Song's thigh. Han Yu used it vigorously, the arrow directly penetrated his thigh, and the tip of the arrow hit the ring.
"what… "
A scream like killing a pig sounded, causing the hairs of those who listened to stand on end. But no one sympathizes with Zhou Song, this is his karma.
Han Yu kicked Zhou Song on the chest and directly kicked him off the ring. Han Yu would never be merciful towards enemies.
After Zhou Song fell off the ring, he screamed and rolled on the ground. After a while, his body twitched, his skin turned purple-black, and black blood kept flowing outwards from his mouth, and his vitality was rapidly fading.
The onlookers were all shocked, afraid to avoid it. Han Yu frowned. He didn't expect the poison on Zhou Song's arrow to be so terrifying.
"Han Yu killed! Han Yu killed!" Suddenly, a young man in the crowd jumped up and shouted in terror. This person, who had ridiculed Han Yu before, was one of Hua Jianfei's followers.
When the rest of the followers heard the words, they also started booing, trying to give Han Yu a hat of killing innocents. Han Yu was unmoved, watching from the sidelines.
"boom!"
Outside the crowd, a powerful breath suddenly came. This breath was like a flood, which instantly swept the crowd away, and then people saw a white light that came under the ring from outside the crowd and took Zhou Song away. He hugged him and confirmed that Zhou Song was no longer rescued. He slowly put Zhou Song on the ground, stood up and looked at Han Yu, with two sharp sword lights in his eyes.
This person is a young man in his early twenties, with a tall and straight body and a handsome face. The most memorable thing is the pair of eyebrows like sharp swords, which seem to fly out at any time and kill people. The whole person is like a peerless sword that comes out of the body, showing its sharp edges.
"Hua Jianfei!" There was a commotion in the crowd. It was none other than Floating Cloud Sect's first young generation, Hua Jianfei.
Hua Jianfei pointed at Han Yu from a distance, and snorted coldly, "Kill innocents indiscriminately, and pay for life!" After speaking, he jumped and landed heavily on the ring.
"Bang!"
The huge sound was like a dull thunder, and the terrifying power made the entire ring tremble three times.