Yin Chang hurriedly turned around, two bright rays of light shot out in his eyes.
The stone he had chopped up earlier had a crack with a thick line of fingers from the middle. Although this crack was nothing to the entire tomb, it gave Yin Chang hope.
The other four members of Tianchan Sect were also overjoyed, but Han Yu was the exact opposite of them. Han Yu always felt that there was a huge crisis in this tomb, and he couldn't move it.
Yin Chang strode toward the grave, raised his sword again, and prepared to attack. At this moment, a scream rang out, and Chang Yin hurriedly looked for the sound, only to see a man from Tianchan swooped out, coughing blood from his mouth, and Han Yu, in a few flashes, disappeared into the tomb. in the group.
"Huh?" Yin Chang was stunned for a moment. On Han Yu's body, he actually felt the fluctuation of vitality.
"This little thief broke through my blockade?" Yin Chang was a little surprised. His blockade was broken by a boy under the Martial King, and no one would believe it if it spread.
"Chase, chase him back to me." Seeing that the others were in a daze, Yin Chang hurriedly ordered.
The remaining three came back to their senses and chased after them angrily. Yin Chang coldly glanced at the direction Han Yu left, and continued to attack the tomb.
Han Yu ran all the way, and only slowed down when he was thirty or forty kilometers away, dodging among the graves. There is no flight here, and the grave is his best cover.
Han Yu's soul power roamed around, and it didn't take long for three people from the second level of Wu Wang to enter his soul perception range.
"Yin Chang, how dare you underestimate me, thinking that these three pustules can catch me?" Han Yu sneered, he couldn't use his supernatural powers here, he could only fight in close quarters. He felt threatened.
Han Yu walked away quietly without making a sound. As long as the three are separated, he can defeat them individually.
It didn't take long for the three of them to gradually distance themselves. Han Yu hid behind a tomb and waited quietly for someone to pass by.
Although people in the realm of Wuwang are also very sensitive, they can't compare with Han Yu, who has the power of soul. Han Yu held his breath and stuck it on the tomb like a statue. It is not easy for ordinary people to find out in advance.
And Han Yu's soul power locked all three of them. They could not escape Han Yu's perception with their big movements and small expressions.
One of them gradually approached Han Yu and came to the other side of the tomb, but he didn't find Han Yu. Although he was always vigilant, in front of Han Yu, he was a bit of a pediatrician.
This person approached Han Yu step by step, and when he was about to meet Han Yu, Han Yu quickly shot.
"scoff..."
A sword light flashed, and the man had no idea what was going on. His throat had been cut, and he wanted to speak, but his mouth was covered.
"scoff..."
There was another soft sound, and a finger sword pierced his heart from behind him. The man could only stare at Han Yu, and finally fell powerless.
Han Yu took off the man's Qiankun bag and left quickly.
Han Yu locked onto the second person, accurately judged his course of action, and quietly came in front of him. Using almost the same method, he solved it easily.
The third person found that the situation was not good, and called out a few times. Seeing that no one agreed, his face instantly became extremely pale, and he immediately propped up his vitality shield. This will prevent him from being able to respond immediately when he is attacked.
All of his reactions were within Han Yu's perception range, and Han Yu couldn't help frowning. He defended first, so that Han Yu's sneak attack would be difficult to succeed.
Han Yu deliberately leaked his whereabouts and began to run wildly.
"Little thief Han Yu, stop for me!" The man found Han Yu and hurriedly chased after him. After chasing for a distance, Han Yu disappeared in front of his eyes again.
The man slowed his pace, looked around and listened in all directions.
"Little thief, I have found you, get out of here!" The man began to cheat, but he didn't even know where Han Yu was.
Han Yu hid behind the grave next to the man, but he didn't act rashly and waited for a chance.
The man was very cautious and began to take every step, not giving Han Yu any chance to attack.
When the man walked to Han Yu's side, he happened to have his back facing Han Yu, and Han Yu made a decisive move.
"Bang!"
Han Yu slapped the man's vitality shield heavily with his palm, and slapped the shield into the depression.
Han Yu's palm failed to break the man's vitality shield, and he didn't even hurt the man.
"Little thief, you can't use supernatural powers here, you can't break my defense!" The man's eyes loomed with murderous intent, and he quickly rushed towards Han Yu.
What he said was indeed true. Han Yu's palm just now was full of strength, and it was almost the strongest attack without using his supernatural powers, but he couldn't help the man at all.
If Han Yu could use the Heavenly Gang Sha palm, he would definitely be severely injured with one palm.
"Really? It can still kill you!"
Han Yu pounced on the man and gave the man two blows. The powerful impact sent both of them flying backwards.
"I didn't expect your combat power to be so terrifying!" The man was surprised, and now he finally knew why the two of them were dealt with silently by Han Yu.
Han Yu sneered, held it with one hand, and quickly formed a golden spear in his hand. This golden spear was covered with dragon scales and exuded a sacred aura.
"Seventh-order martial arts?" The man curled his lips in disdain. Only by displaying supernatural powers can masters at their level be able to exert their combat power as much as possible.
The use of martial arts is not as powerful as the power of bare fists.
The man slapped the tip of the spear with a palm, and took the blade with his bare hands.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the sound of the dragon's roar sounded, and I saw six dragon qi burst out from Han Yu's body at the same time, wrapped around the spear. The power of the spear instantly increased from the seventh-order martial skill to a terrifying level comparable to the high-level supernatural power of the yellow-order.
"This?" The man was stunned. He had never heard of a martial skill that could increase its power to supernatural powers.
"Hey!" The man's palm shattered under the Dragon Slaughter Spear, and the Dragon Slaughter Spear plunged straight into the man's chest with the imposing manner of hitting Huanglong. The man's vitality shield was easily pierced by the spear, and then the spear pierced his body.
"Ah!" A heart-piercing scream sounded, and the man's vitality was rapidly fading.
"How is it possible, how can you show your magical powers here?" The man stared at the dead fish, unable to figure it out before he died.
"I'm just a martial artist, not a supernatural power!" Han Yu pulled out his spear, and the man fell to the ground, severing his last breath.
Han Yu untied the man's Qiankun bag and fled away. His screams must have attracted Yin Chang's attention, but Han Yu still doesn't have the strength to fight Yin Chang for life and death.