Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 230: The price of arrogance

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Han Yu didn't say much, turned around and rushed towards their battle circle. He was not afraid that the boy in white would miss his appointment, and it would be a big deal to send him on the road.

Han Yu did not continue to use Qi Tianjia to hide his aura, and his fourth-level Lingwu cultivation was immediately revealed.

The boy in white and the man in blue were stunned. They never expected that Han Yu would be so weak.

"Haha, I called for a helper for a long time, and here comes such a waste!" The man in Tsing Yi laughed. In his eyes, Han Yu was undoubtedly similar to an ant.

The white-clothed boy's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water, he looked at Han Yu with a knife in his eyes, and scolded angrily, "You don't have that strength, what are you pretending to be!"

The boy in white can't wait to slap Han Yu in the face. With this little strength, he dares to put forward the high price of two second-grade medicines, is he not afraid that he will die

"Shut your stinky mouth, get ready, we two will join forces to defeat him!" Han Yu glared at the boy in white and said arrogantly.

The man in Tsing Yi stopped, he simply held up his hands and looked at Han Yu with great interest, and said disdainfully, "It's really a scumbag. It's not worth it if you risk your life for something outside your body!"

Han Yu sneered: "Is it worth it, it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks!"

The man in Tsing Yi's face gradually turned cold. In his eyes, Han Yu was someone who wanted money but not life. He would never be merciful towards such a person.

Han Yu rushed to ten meters away from the man in Tsing Yi, and ran the Canglong Art at full speed. The true energy in his dantian began to boil, and then rushed into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians like a flood, from his heart to his throat. The man in blue clothes and the boy in white clothes could clearly see Han Yu's belly tumbling, which was a sign of the surging infuriating energy.

"Sonic martial arts?" The man in Tsing Yi curled his lips in disdain. Sonic martial arts are relatively rare martial arts, and their level is generally not too high. And with the strength of the fourth level of Lingwu, the strongest can use the fifth-order martial arts. Even if the man in Tsing Yi is standing, it may not be able to hurt him, so the man in Tsing Yi doesn't care about it at all.

Han Yu sneered in his heart, Jiutian Long Yingong pays attention to surprises, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't take it seriously when he found it, no doubt he was courting death.

Han Yu rushed to ten feet away from the man in Tsing Yi, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a thunderous sound of dragon roar came out of Han Yu's mouth. The invisible sound waves spread out in all directions like a hurricane, and the vegetation, trees and rocks within a radius of more than ten feet exploded and turned into fly ash.

The man in Tsing Yi was the first to bear the brunt, his face was so pale that his face was shocked, and two strands of blood slowly flowed out of his ears, and his body involuntarily flew out and smashed to the ground.

"Sixth-order martial arts? How could you possibly display sixth-order martial arts?" Only the masters of the seventh level of Lingwu can cultivate sixth-order martial arts, and even the masters of the seventh-level Lingwu cannot fully exert the power of sixth-order martial arts.

However, a mere boy of the fourth level of Lingwu actually fully exerted the power of sixth-order martial arts, which made him dare not imagine.

The boy in white on the side also looked at Han Yu in surprise. Although Han Yu's main target of attack was the man in blue, he was also affected a lot. The sound is echoing.

Jiutian Long Yin Gong is only a fifth-order martial skill, but under the blessing of the attributes of the black and white dragon, its power is comparable to a sixth-order martial skill. Of course, if the man in Tsing Yi had been prepared, it would be difficult for him to be hurt even with a sixth-order martial skill. It's a pity that the man in Tsing Yi was too arrogant and didn't take Han Yu seriously at all, so he was able to succeed Han Yu with one blow.

Han Yu didn't stop, he used all his strength to run his footsteps, and quickly rushed to the man in Tsing Yi. Before the man in Tsing Yi came back to his senses, a sword spewed out from his fingertips and placed it on the neck of the man in Tsing Yi, which made the man in Tsing Yi feel cold. to the feet.

Jiutian Long Yin Gong is no different than other martial arts, specifically attacking people's spiritual mind. Although the man in Tsing Yi was not seriously injured, he was greatly affected, and his reaction suddenly became sluggish. Under this level of battle, even a little omission could lead to fatal flaws, so Han Yu could succeed one after another.

"Boy, don't be fooled, do you know who I am?" The man in Tsing Yi was sweating coldly on his forehead. Now that I come back to my senses, I really want to scratch my ears. If he wasn't arrogant, he wouldn't end up where he is now.

"Don't move, or I can't guarantee that your head will be cut off!" Han Yu warned coldly, cutting through the skin of the man in Tsing Yi with his finger sword, and blood began to slowly overflow.

Han Yu is taking a great risk to be with the man in Tsing Yi at close range. If the man in Tsing Yi quietly displays his domain and traps Han Yu, even if Han Yu's finger and sword is placed on the neck of the man in Tsing Yi , also useless.

However, Han Yu was sensitive and could clearly detect the Tsing Yi man's every move.

The Tsing Yi man's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't expect Han Yu to be so alert. Just now, he just wanted to distract Han Yu with threatening words, and then he unwittingly displayed his domain, but he didn't expect to be seen through by Han Yu.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to take any risks, he suppressed the impulse in his heart, and said, "Brother, it was all a misunderstanding before. If you let me go, I will pretend that what happened today never happened."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Han Yu's eyes. Although the man in Tsing Yi spoke nicely, Han Yu saw a trace of resentment deep in his eyes. This man was obviously not as generous as he appeared on the surface.

Han Yu's finger sword penetrated into the neck of the man in Tsing Yi again, and said solemnly: "Stop talking nonsense, that kid used two second-grade medicines to save his life, you will use four second-grade medicines in exchange for your life. !"

"Okay!" To Han Yu's surprise, the man in Tsing Yi agreed without frowning. Han Yu couldn't help but be vigilant. He looked at the boy in white and said, "Give me your two second-grade medicines, and get out of here!"

The boy in white was a little annoyed, but Han Yu did indeed save his life, so he endured the bad anger in his heart, stood up and said, "I don't have two second-grade medicines on me, I'll give you a lower-grade Lingyu! "

Han Yu's pupils shrank slightly, the low-grade Lingyu is a treasure in the training materials, and the power to take out the low-grade Lingyu is very rare in Jingzhou. Even the man in Tsing Yi could not help but stare at the boy in white dignifiedly. Only now did he realize that he had forged a great enemy today, and the boy in white couldn't stay. However, Han Yu is now holding a sword around his neck, making him unable to move, let alone beheading the boy in white.

The man in Tsing Yi turned his eyes and said, "Little brother, I will give you ten second-grade medicines, how about you let me go now?"