Fairy Ziwei and the old man surnamed Zhao both changed slightly.
A person in the early stage of the gods clamored to let the powerhouses in the middle stage of the gods stay. If it was normal time, they would definitely laugh off their big teeth, but now, they can't laugh.
Han Yu was extremely fast, like a meteor.
However, when he was halfway through, he suddenly fell down.
very suddenly.
So that the old man surnamed Zhao and Fairy Ziwei were stunned in place, and flashed in their minds: Nima, what is the situation? What is this kid doing
"Pfft!"
Han Yu not only fell in the void, but also hit the ground heavily, smashing a huge deep hole, very embarrassed.
"Who attacked me?" Han Yu jumped out of the deep pit, his eyes could kill people.
Apart from the old man surnamed Zhao and Fairy Ziwei, there was no third person at the scene. If the old man surnamed Zhao and Fairy Ziwei wanted to sneak attack on Han Yu, Han Yu would definitely find out in advance and avoid it.
The old man surnamed Zhao and Fairy Ziwei also swept around in astonishment, wanting to see who had done it.
Han Yu's strength has undoubtedly been revealed, and it is no ordinary person who can knock Han Yu to the ground. It is even more incredible that everyone has not found out who Han Yu is.
"Could it be a powerhouse in the late stage of the gods?" The old man surnamed Zhao was horrified.
Those who can act under his nose and have not been discovered by him are definitely stronger than him.
Han Yu suddenly felt hairy on his back. He carefully checked the radius of hundreds of miles and found no creatures that could threaten him. And the most important thing is that not only did he not find the sneak attacker, but when he fell just now, he didn't feel any external force, as if the fall was natural and he should have fallen.
"what's going on?"
A very unpleasant feeling rose in Han Yu's heart. This was a strange feeling that he had never had before, and he had to be vigilant.
"No one attacked you!" The little girl's innocent voice sounded with some doubts, which made Han Yu feel even more uneasy.
"Hahaha..." The old man surnamed Zhao suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "Little thief, stop playing tricks, how can you hide from the old man's eyes with your shrewdness?"
The old man surnamed Zhao checked the surroundings carefully, and like Han Yu, he didn't find any sneak attack. It was expected that this was Han Yu's trick.
It's just why Han Yu did this, he couldn't see through it yet.
Han Yu snorted heavily: "If you are lucky today, I will let you live for a while!"
After Han Yu finished speaking, he moved and flew towards the exit of Jiuyou Secret Realm.
The situation just now was so strange that Han Yu didn't dare to stay for long.
"It's not that easy to run!"
The old man surnamed Zhao hurriedly caught up with Han Yu, and at the same time used his terrifying magical powers to blockade the area of tens of millions of miles, leaving Han Yu nowhere to escape. Fairy Ziwei hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly followed.
"Damn!" Han Yu yelled. If it wasn't for the strange encounter just now that made him feel bottomless, how could he have escaped
Han Yu quickly checked his body and found that there was nothing wrong. He put it down slightly, his mind moved, and the Daowen Golden Sword appeared in his hand, and when he turned around, several swords were split.
"Since you are courting death, then I will fulfill you!"
On the golden sword of the Dao pattern, the sound of the avenue grows loudly, and the Dao pattern turns into a golden dragon that wraps around Han Yu, making Han Yu like a dragon-fighting god of war, very powerful and domineering.
"What a cute little dragon..."
The little girl's eyes were shining, and she couldn't help reaching out to touch the golden dragon.
Ordinary children would have been scared out of their minds when they saw such a scene. She would have called the golden giant dragon Xiaolonglong directly.
Not only Han Yu was speechless, but the old man surnamed Zhao and Fairy Ziwei felt dizzy for a while, this little girl's heart is really big.
The voice of the avenue suppressed everything, and instantly the vitality of the old man surnamed Zhao weakened a lot, and he couldn't help but change color slightly.
"A sword made of Daowen gold?" The old man's eyes shone brightly, and staring at the sword in Han Yu's hand couldn't help showing a bit of greed.
"Shhhhh..."
The sword qi whizzed past, destroying the void.
The old man surnamed Zhao had to put away his mind and go all out to fight Han Yu.
The old man surnamed Zhao also took out a sword, the cold light was dazzling, and the cold air was terrifying. It was an intermediate celestial soldier. However, although the Dao-patterned Golden Sword was stronger in rank, its aura was half a point weaker, far from the indomitable and overwhelming momentum of the Dao-patterned Golden Sword.
So that after fighting a hundred moves, the sword in the hands of the old man surnamed Zhao began to whine, and he was a little jealous of the Daowen Golden Sword.
"Damn it!" The old man surnamed Zhao frowned wildly.
In front of this junior, Fairy Ziwei, it really made him feel a little ashamed.
Fairy Ziwei in the back, how could he care about the old man surnamed Zhao, at this time, he was deeply shocked by Han Yu's powerful combat power.
Not only is Han Yu's physical body and speed comparable to that of a mid-term god, but his strength is not weak at all. This is simply a pervert.
You must know that she has cultivated the coercion of three-color divine light, but she has not challenged the confidence of the powerhouses in the middle stage of the gods, let alone tied with the powerhouses in the middle stages of the gods.
"Is this the peerless monster who cultivated the power of the five-color divine light?" Fairy Ziwei stared blankly at Han Yu's face, wanting to keep Han Yu's appearance in her heart. She had already regarded Han Yu as someone who had cultivated into a five-colored divine light.
Fairy Ziwei is proud. There are not many people in this world that she can see. Even if she is a genius who has cultivated the coercion of three-color divine light, she will not be moved. But the peerless genius who cultivated the coercion of the five-color divine light is different. This kind of person is destined to be the protagonist of this world.
"If there was no conflict today, I might have pursued him desperately, right?" Fairy Ziwei's cheeks could not help but blush a little.
"It's just that he has already made a grudge today, will he let me go..."
"No, the genius of the five-colored divine light coercion is rare in ten thousand years. I finally met it, how could I give up so easily, I don't believe that with my charm, he is really cruel..."
Suddenly, Fairy Ziwei was sent by ghosts and gods, and slapped the old man surnamed Zhao. The old man surnamed Zhao was fighting with Han Yu, and he would not be wary of Fairy Ziwei wherever he was.
"Bang!"
Fairy Ziwei's palm hit the vest of the old man surnamed Zhao.
"what?"
After playing, Fairy Ziwei screamed, her face instantly turned pale, but her heart became very restless.
The old man surnamed Zhao was directly dented in the back by a palm, and his internal organs, his internal organs, and the eight meridians were all shocked, and he couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood.
"You..." The old man surnamed Zhao wanted to ask Fairy Ziwei why she was like this, but the words stopped abruptly as soon as they spit out.
The golden sword of Daowen slashed down, directly splitting the old man surnamed Zhao into two halves.