"Hmph, it depends on whether you can leave alive!" Han Yu's face was gloomy, and his heart was filled with killing intent.
A good Lu Xumiao, who really thought he was a royal family, could easily decide the life and death of others. They overbearingly attacked the upper class Yunzong and killed Han Yu's lover, so they should think of the fate of the Lu family today.
Only the Lu family is allowed to kill at will, so Han Yu can't take revenge
Han Yu took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart burned, making his tired body instantly full of vitality.
Lu Xumiao also seemed to have been beaten by chicken blood, his eyes burst open, his anger surged to the top, and he clashed fiercely with Han Yu again and again.
There is no doubt about the power of the Soldiers of the Venerable. The fluctuations generated by each collision can sweep down a mountain. The palms of Han Yu and Lu Xumiao were also shaken with blood, but the blood inspired two people. The boundless desire to fight.
"Om..."
Lu Xumiao's feet suddenly trembled, and the pattern appeared, forming a pattern covering him, and then trapping him like a silkworm chrysalis. Han Yu slashed down at a speed that could not cover his ears.
The trapping formation Han Yu arranged in this short period of time was not enough to trap Lu Xumiao at all, but the blink of an eye was enough.
Lu Xumiao had just smashed the shield of the formation pattern, and the Boyi Dao was already carrying a monstrous killing intent, killing him.
Lu Xumiao didn't have time to think about it at all, he raised the Scarlet Flame Sword and swung it across the sky.
"when… "
A terrifying loud noise shook the heads of Han Yu and Lu Xumiao for a while.
Han Yu exerted his strength to the extreme, pressing the Chiyan Sword to move down inch by inch.
Lu Xumiao's face changed suddenly, the power of the soldiers of the Venerable was unstoppable, as long as he was touched, his head would burst.
His left hand quickly stretched out to grab the tip of the Chiyan Sword and supported it with both hands, blocking the tendency of Boyi's sword to press down.
"drink!"
Han Yu clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and his vitality turned into giant pythons, rushing out of his waist and wrapping himself on the Boyi knife, which greatly increased the strength of the Boyi knife. At the same time, Lu Xumiao did not dare to hold back at all, his vitality was surging, and he tried his best to urge the Chi Yanjian to resist.
The stalemate between the two lasted for more than ten minutes. From the beginning, their faces turned red and pale as paper. Everyone's face was covered in cold sweat and their bodies were sore. But no one let go. At this moment, whoever has a little bit of slack in his mind, the other party's soldiers of the Venerable will definitely make him irreversible.
The two fell to the ground from the sky, smashed the ground, and inserted their feet deeply into the ground.
Although the two of them are both strong in the realm of Tianwu, they can mobilize the power of heaven and earth for their own use, but now they are fully focused on urging the soldiers of the venerable, and they can't be distracted to do other things.
Suddenly, Han Yu's left index finger slowly lifted up, pointing in the direction of Lu Xumiao.
Lu Xumiao's eyes instantly became round and almost fell out, and the cold sweat on his forehead increased exponentially.
Now he doesn't dare to be distracted to do other things, and Han Yu can still spare a finger. For ordinary people, a finger is not scary at all in this situation, but Han Yu is Qi Tianshi.
At this time, Lu Xumiao was unprepared. As long as a pattern hits Lu Xumiao, Lu Xumiao may die without a place to be buried.
"What should I do?" Lu Xumiao was in a hurry, and now he can't even take back the Chiyan Sword.
As for Han Yu, the situation was also bad. Lu Xumiao tried his best, and he also tried his best. One finger was distracted, causing him to bear more pressure, not to mention finding a way to use this finger to deal with Lu Xumiao.
At this time, Han Yu couldn't be distracted to use his vitality to motivate Qi Tianjia, nor could he be distracted to kill Lu Xumiao with his finger sword.
However, he must find a way to break the deadlock.
The vitality in Lu Xumiao's body is stronger than that of Han Yu, and Han Yu and him can't afford it.
Time passed quietly, and three minutes later, Han Yu kept his fingers up, but he couldn't distract himself from the attack. At this moment, Lu Xumiao suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his momentum was greatly reduced.
The Boyi Knife was under Han Yu's control and pressed down.
"what… "
Lu Xumiao screamed, and at the last moment tried his best to move the Chiyan Sword to the right.
"laugh!"
The Boyi knife slashed on Lu Xumiao's right shoulder, penetrating an inch, and blood spattered.
Lu Xumiao used the red flame sword, coupled with the resistance of the bones, to finally stop the Boyi Sword from continuing to descend.
At this moment, Han Yu suddenly pulled back, pulled out his right foot, and kicked Lu Xumiao's chest. Lu Xumiao wanted to fight back against Han Yu, but it was too late. It hit a boulder and smashed the boulder to pieces before it stopped.
Han Yu quickly ran the Longba Bible, refining the medicinal materials and the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish his vitality. The period of stalemate with Lu Xumiao just now has almost consumed the vitality in Han Yu's body. If he persists for even one more second, Han Yu may be exhausted and die.
Fortunately, Han Yu stretched out that finger and acted like an attack, making Lu Xumiao think that Han Yu could still be distracted to deal with him, causing psychological fear, so that his blood attacked his heart, and he was defeated in the stalemate.
Han Yu unintentionally inserted willows and willows to form shade, psychologically defeated Lu Xumiao's spinning thread, and won this victory.
Lu Xumiao had also reacted, and almost vomited blood to death with regret. As long as he persisted for a while, the situation would be very different.
"kill!"
Now that Han Yu has collapsed, Lu Xumiao will not give Han Yu a chance. But just two steps out, Lu Xumiao suddenly staggered and fell directly to the ground. When he raised his head again, his face had already turned black.
He turned his head and glanced at his right shoulder, suddenly pale in horror.
Although the Boyi Knife only left a small wound on his body just now, the aura of the soldiers of the Venerable entered his body. He did not immediately block the meridians. At this time, the terrifying aura of the Boyi Knife, Has gone to many places.
Lu Xumiao quickly sealed the right shoulder meridian, preparing to force out the terrifying aura of Boyi Dao.
This time, Han Yu didn't give him a chance. Han Yu, who had just recovered some vitality, rushed over with the Boyi knife.
At this time, Lu Xumiao dared to confront Han Yu head-on, and fled decisively, but Han Yu's speed was not weaker than him at all. After chasing like this, Lu Xumiao couldn't deal with the breath of Boyi Dao wholeheartedly, and he could not escape death in the end.
Lu Xumiao gritted his teeth and burned the last part of his bloodline power.
Before, he had reservations and did not completely burn the power of blood, but now, he can't tolerate any hesitation. Even if you become a crippled person in the future, it is still better than dying now.
"Boom..."
Lu Xumiao's body was suddenly shocked, and terrifying flames burst out from every pore, and the breath on his body began to soar rapidly.
Han Yu stopped his body decisively, turned his head and ran away. The white dragon took his place. He refined the medicine with all his strength and regained his vitality.