"You stay here, not only driving away the others, but also robbing them of their wealth, and even killing people, have you ever been afraid?" Han Yu sneered.
The middle-aged man was stunned. They were disciples of the Golden Bell Cult. With the support of the Golden Bell Cult, who would they be afraid of
"Crack!" Han Yu squeezed his hand and directly cut off the man's neck. The man's body was paralyzed. Han Yu took off the middle-aged man's Qiankun bag and opened it. , at a glance, you can see that many things are robbed.
Han Yu put it away unceremoniously, and then began to clean the battlefield. Let the cyan dragon devour the man's bloodline source energy and move on.
The people of the Golden Bell Cult stay here and get too many benefits, plus their own, it is a lot of income.
After passing the canyon, it was still in the forest area. Han Yu climbed over a hill and was in the forest going down the mountain, when he was suddenly surrounded by a group of people. The clothes of the group were also the same. Above each person's heart, a pair of embroidered The symbol of purple wings is the person of the first-class sect Ziyu Palace.
"There's another fish that slipped through the net!" The leading man sneered.
They stayed here because they were afraid that someone would bypass the Admiralty Sect's defense line and sneak in. The elites of the first-class sect have reached a consensus that no one who is not a first-class sect will be allowed to step into the place where Nirvana is located.
Although the elites of the first-class sects are not afraid of these people, once the nirvana fruit matures, a melee will inevitably occur, and they do not want anyone to fish in troubled waters.
"Shhh!" Han Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he started directly.
Although the previous moves are useful, one use is enough.
"So weak, I don't know whether to live or die!"
A young man of the fifth level of Wu Zun took a step forward, and then his palms were sent together. Suddenly, the palms were like waves, sweeping away, and the trees in a radius of several hundred meters exploded in an instant, turning into flying ashes.
In the palm of his hand, Han Yu was still like a sharp sword, straight at the young man.
"Get out of the way!" Seeing this, the leading young man changed his color slightly. But it was too late, Han Yu pointed to a sword, his fingertips spurted out a long sword light, pierced directly from the man's hands, and pierced his throat.
It took less than a breath of time from Han Yu's action to the killing of the fifth-level Wu Zun, and by the time the rest of the people reacted, it was already too late.
Han Yu succeeded in one blow and rushed directly to the leader of the eighth level of Wu Zun.
"Evil thief, courting death!" The young man shouted angrily, and then punched out.
"Purple Flame Holy Fist!"
On the youth's fist, a raging purple flame ignited. In this space, the temperature soared rapidly, and the trees thousands of feet away were dried up in an instant.
The rest of the people couldn't bear the terrifying high temperature, and they all backed away.
This is the low-level supernatural power of the purple feather palace, and it is also a supernatural power for close combat, with terrifying destructive power. The young man once used the Purple Flame Holy Fist to kill an eighth-order demon general, a pangolin, known for its powerful defense.
Han Yu was not afraid, he didn't even have the thought to avoid it, and rushed towards the youth's fist.
"Looking for death!" The young man's eyes turned cold, his vitality was running fast, forming a protective shield on his body. He could already see that Han Yu was going to exchange injuries with him.
"Slaying the Dragon Spear!"
In Han Yu's hand, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, and a golden spear formed in an instant.
"Seventh-order martial arts?" The young man was stunned. The other party actually wanted to exchange injuries with him with seventh-order martial arts. This is too delusional, isn't it? Although he is only an ordinary vitality defense, but with the opponent's cultivation base, it is not a magical power that can't break his defense at all.
The youth couldn't understand why Han Yu was so stupid, but on the battlefield, the stupidity of his opponent was his chance.
However, the next scene left the young man stunned.
From Han Yu's body, four dragon energy suddenly burst out and wrapped around the spear. These four dragon qi are black, white, red, and blue, and the dragon qi of each color exudes a sacred pressure, like a real dragon.
What made him even more incredible was that with the appearance of the dragon energy, the aura on the Dragon Slaughtering Spear was soaring rapidly.
From the seventh-order martial arts to the eighth-order martial arts, from the eighth-order martial arts to the ninth-order martial arts, from the ninth-order martial arts to the tenth-order martial arts, and finally directly reaching the power of the yellow-level low-level magical powers.
These are only done in an instant.
"laugh!"
The God-killing Dragon Spear pierced the youth's clothes and pierced his vitality shield.
"Ah!" The young man exclaimed in horror.
In close combat, one inch long and one inch strong, Han Yu's Dragon Slaughtering Spear had already stabbed him, and his fist was still half a zhang away from Han Yu.
"kill!"
The young man roared, and the flame on his fist instantly turned into a fist mark, killing Han Yu from the air.
The Purple Flame Holy Fist is a terrifying supernatural power for close combat, and its power is greatly reduced by his distant attack.
Han Yu couldn't dodge, he didn't even hold up his vitality shield, instead he pushed forward with the Dragon Slaughter Spear.
"Crack!" The youth's shield shattered, and the Dragon Slaughter Spear was inserted into his flesh and blood.
"boom!"
At this time, his fist marks also bombarded Han Yu's body. Han Yu was hit by a strong impact and flew out several hundred meters before stopping. What shocked the people of Ziyu Palace was that Han Yu was unscathed except for the broken clothes.
"If you don't break your true body, you are a member of the Golden Bell Cult?" the young man exclaimed.
A person of the fourth level of Wu Zun blocked his attack with his physical body. Apart from the people from the Golden Bell Cult, he never imagined that there would be other people.
"Can't break the real body? Too weak!" Han Yu flicked the dust on his body and said lightly.
If someone dared to underestimate their true body like this in normal times, they would definitely be ridiculed for sitting in the well and watching the sky, but now the people of Ziyu Palace feel their throats dry.
"Let's go together and kill him!" The young man ordered.
Immediately, everyone made a move, and they all chose to attack from afar. They have already seen the strength of Han Yu's body, so how dare they fight in close quarters.
However, no matter how strong their attacks were on Han Yu's body, they couldn't hurt Han Yu in the slightest.
"run!"
When there were only five people left, the middle-aged man was already terrified and could not beat him. How could he continue fighting.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a patterned shield appeared, blocking everyone inside. When Han Yu was fighting with them just now, he had secretly set up a trapping formation, and all of them became his turtles.
"Are you Qi Tianshi?" The people of Ziyu Palace suddenly turned ashen, and when they met someone who couldn't be beaten, they couldn't escape, and the ending could be imagined.
"Hey!" While speaking, a master of the seventh level of Wu Zun was pierced by Han Yu's heart and died unexpectedly.
"Everyone, let's break through the barrier of the formation pattern!" The young man shouted, never dreaming that it was a simple and somewhat popular errand, and he would take his life in it.