Tu Tianwei didn't ask, but looked at Han Yu coldly.
Han Yu said indifferently: "I have always cherished talents. If you can be used by me, I will not kill you."
"Hahaha... I have Tu Tianwei all my life, how can I live under the feet of others?" Tu Tianwei burst out laughing, his body that had been silent, suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.
Han Yu's face changed slightly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
Just as Han Yu disappeared, a loud bang shook the sky and the ground.
Tu Tianwei, blew himself up and died!
Han Yu sighed secretly, Tu Tianwei is a rare genius, if he can use it, it will be a big help, but unfortunately, he is too strong.
It also caused Han Yu to lose two mirrors, which was really painful.
"Shh!"
Suddenly, a colorful light burst out from the energy storm.
Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then an excited light burst out in his eyes, and he hurriedly reached for the light.
"Crackling..."
Suddenly, from the ray of light, the power of thunder and lightning burst out and smashed into Han Yu's hand.
The split made Han Yu's palm numb for a while, but Han Yu still grabbed the light.
This is a thunderbolt like a strand of hair, with countless forks.
"Is this the immortal thunder bred in Tu Tianwei's body?"
Han Yu's face showed ecstasy, Tu Tianwei blew himself up, how terrifying the power was, this thunder and lightning did not blow up, its terrifying can be seen.
At this moment, the symbol Han Yu once refined from the immortal thunder rushed out of Han Yu's body and merged into the thunder and lightning.
"This thunder and lightning will not be extinguished! It is Xianleigen!"
Han Yu was overjoyed.
Ordinary thunder and lightning will dissipate over time, including the immortal thunder released by Tu Tianwei. But this thunderbolt squirmed in Han Yu's hands like a living thing.
This is Xianleigen. With the existence of Xianleigen, Tu Tianwei can nurture endless Xianlei in his body.
"Turn this root of thunder into my body, doesn't that mean that I can also control the power of immortal thunder?"
Han Yu's eyes flashed, his mind moved, and the Devil Swallowing Gourd appeared, and Xian Leigen was put into the Devil Swallowing Gourd. Then Han Yu put away the swallowing devil's gourd and restored Xiao Ping's appearance before using the power of time and space to return to the real world.
When Han Yu appeared on the battlefield again, he used the sword mound to collect 108 swords, and then Han Yu grabbed Tu Tianwei's Fang Tianhua halberd and prepared to forcibly suppress it.
Without Tu Tianwei's urging, Fang Tianhuaji's power was not as strong as before, trembling in Han Yu's hand, but it couldn't shake Han Yu's hand.
"Xiao Ping is back? Where is Tu Tianwei?"
"Xiao Ping actually forcibly suppressed Tu Tianwei's magic weapon. Could it be that Tu Tianwei has fallen?"
Everyone was shocked.
Soon, Han Yu suppressed Fang Tianhua's halberd and flew away with a sword like Jiuling.
"Xiao Ping, what are you doing?" Yang Wuqing was furious, chasing after Han Yu.
"Where's Tu Tianwei?" Yang asked ruthlessly and murderously.
"Of course I was killed." Han Yu said lightly.
"What?" Yang Wuqing paled in shock.
The scene also set off a boundless frenzy, guessing is one thing, Han Yu said it is another.
Tu Tianwei is dead, the decisive battle is over!
"Little thief, you are courting death!" Yang Wuqing was furious.
Tu Tianwei was a genius cultivated by the Yin-Yang Sect, and a younger generation whom the Yin-Yang gods admired. He was killed. For the Yin-Yang Sect, it was an irreparable loss.
"Yang Wuqing, what are you doing?" Jian Jiuling moved to Han Yu's side and protected Han Yu behind him.
Sword Seventeen and Sword Eighteen also rushed over.
Yang Wuqing had to stop.
The battle between Tu Tianwei and Xiao Ping was an agreement between the two factions ten years ago, and it was announced to the world.
Now that Tu Tianwei is dead, and the Yin Yang Sect is nailed to the pillar of shame, if he is willing to gamble and refuse to admit defeat, he will become the laughing stock of the world.
However, he was really unwilling to let "Xiao Ping" leave like this.
The chariots of the Yin-Yang Sect rumbled, and the people above were all murderous, and the war was about to break out.
"The competition is over, don't you think that your Yin-Yang sects can't make a comeback?" Jian Shiba asked coldly, without flinching.
Although there is only one arm, but at this time it seems like a peerless sword is out of the body, murderous.
"Since the competition is over, why did Xiao Ping still take away the giant treasure of my Yin-Yang Sect?" Yang said coldly, without flinching either.
Jian Jiuling looked at Han Yu and said, "Give it back to him."
Han Yu glanced at the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand, this is a huge treasure. But after thinking about it, he still threw it to Yang Wuqing.
Yang Wuqing grabbed Fang Tianhua's halberd and glanced gloomily at Han Yu, then swept towards Jian Jiuling, Jian Shi Qi and Jian Shi Ba, and said coldly, "Today our Yin Yang Sect has been defeated, but Fang Yuan will come to Japan! "
After he finished speaking, he turned and left with Fang Tianhua halberd.
"Walk!"
Yang Wuqing shouted loudly and left unwillingly with the master of Yin-Yang Sect.
It really came in a mighty way, and returned in a state of despair.
Jian Jiuling, Jian Shiqi, and Jian Shiba all breathed a sigh of relief. After the people from the Yin Yang Sect left, they turned their attention to Han Yu, full of excitement and excitement.
Suddenly, many people came to congratulate.
Han Zhan, Zhao Yubing, Narcissus, Shui Linger, etc. wanted to come over, but they finally held back and left quietly.
After a while, the five talents set foot on the treasure cart and returned to Wanjianzong.
When they returned to Wanjianzong, Wanjianzong had already received the news of Han Yu's victory, and held a grand welcome ceremony to welcome their hero back.
Even Han Yu had heard about his name, Jian Qixian, and some other disciples of the God of Swords.
This day belongs to "Xiao Ping".
And Xiao Ping's reputation is not only spreading in the Wanjianzong's territory, but the whole world is a sensation.
Countless people compare Xiao Ping to Han Yu.
At the banquet, seeing "Xiao Ping" being praised by each and a half-step supreme powerhouse, Jiang Ruoxi was a little dazed.
Her crush is Han Yu, but Han Yu seems out of reach.
His fiancé is Xiao Ping, and Xiao Ping is within reach. And Xiao Ping is not much worse than the legendary Han Yu. For a time, my mind is sprouting, and the five flavors are mixed.
After the banquet, Han Yu and Jian Jiuling returned to the Sword Spirit Palace. Jian Jiuling couldn't wait to say, "I have something important to ask you."
Han Yu said lazily, "I'll talk about it later. I'm very tired now and need to practice."
Jian Jiuling squinted and scolded: "On the way back, don't you have to go to a lot of heaven and earth treasures, have you recovered almost?"
Han Yu said with a bitter face: "I fought with Tu Tianwei and suffered a serious internal injury. How can I recover so easily."
Jian Jiuling glanced at Han Yu and said suspiciously, "Do you want me and you to cultivate again?"
Han Yu smiled and said, "It's better."
Jian Jiuling glanced at Han Yu fiercely, then turned and headed towards the bedroom.