Han Yu swept around, and a total of six people came, one Wu Wang Wuzhong, two Wu Wang Quaternary, and three Wu Wang Triple.
The corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer, and said, "It's too hard for these people to catch the young master!"
"Too arrogant, kill him!"
"Smash him to pieces, let me teach you!"
The disciples of Tianchan Sect went crazy, Han Yu's arrogance, his arrogance, and his ruthlessness made them all angry.
"Hmph, this is unbearable?" Han Yu snorted coldly. In this world where strength is respected, no one will sympathize with the weak. At this moment, the people of Tianchan Sect thought that Han Yu was hateful and should be killed.
But when they destroyed the Seven Lights Sect, the people of the Seven Lights Sect thought that the people of their Heavenly Zen religion were hateful and deserved to be killed.
"Shh!"
Before waiting for the opponent to make a move, Han Yu fell to the ground.
The six people from Tianchan Sect followed closely. When they received the order to be captured alive, they did not dare to launch a furious attack.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, the earth trembled.
"bang bang bang..."
The rice grains in the fields were instantly shattered and turned into fly ash, and banners burst out from the ground to face the storm. Every flag was raised to a height of 100 zhang.
The array base that Han Yu refined has been able to automatically change size.
A total of 18 flags, blocking all directions, heaven and earth. Every big flag looks like a giant standing, which makes people tremble.
On the ground and on the flag, black mist billowed, and soon the sky was obscured. From the black mist, a terrifying chilling air was exuded, as if the peerless killing god had just awakened.
"There is an ambush, go back!"
Wu Wang Wuzhong's masters were the first to react, and they rushed to the sky.
"Boom..."
The black fog exploded, and a shocking sword slashed down, with a chilling meaning. The masters who were as strong as Wuwang Wuzhong felt that they could not resist the bombardment of Jianmang, and hurriedly dodged.
In the blink of an eye, the entire basin was shrouded in black mist. From the outside, the black fog was surging, as if it had opened up the Nine Nether Demon Cave.
From the black fog, the killing aura radiated, making the Tianchan disciples far away in the core area throbbing.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
Within the black fog, the sword glow whistled, sharp and ear-piercing. Immediately afterwards, several screams sounded.
The three masters of the three martial kings were completely vulnerable to a single blow. In a flash, they were pierced by the sword energy like a torrential rain meteor, and they were pierced to death by Wan Jian.
Tianchan Sect is all terrified, Han Yu is too cruel, this is to the point where he will never die with Tianchan Sect.
Inside Tianchan Religion, countless figures rushed out quickly, even the high-level leaders of Tianchan Religion could not calm down.
"Boom boom boom..." One after another supernatural powers bombarded the Beiming Xuansha formation, and it turned out that even if it was a master of the sixth level of the Martial King, the supernatural powers played were instantly digested by the Beiming Xuansha formation, and there was nothing to do at all.
There is no absolute powerhouse to break the formation, no matter how many people there are, there is no threat to the Beiming Xuansha formation.
Another scream came out, and a master of the fourth level of Martial King couldn't hold on, and was smashed into ten thousand pieces by the terrifying sword light. In an instant, there were only two people left.
"Yin Shouyi, if you don't want everyone inside to die, hand over the little horn to me." Han Yu's voice sounded.
The masters of Tianchan Sect looked for Han Yu's trace and wanted to kill Han Yu, but Han Yu's people were hidden in the big formation, and they couldn't do anything at all.
"Little thief Han Yu, how dare you make a condition with us, even if the immortals come today, the old man will keep your soul forever in purgatory!" The elder elder's voice rumbled.
"Boom..."
In the core area of Zen Buddhism, a terrifying blue light shot up into the sky, dyeing the fiery clouds in the sky blue. The big elder started.
"You can do it if you have the ability!" Han Yu flew out of the big formation.
The master of Tianchan Sect suddenly rushed over like a hungry wolf seeing meat, but after walking a few steps, he stopped abruptly, and he no longer dared to move forward. Because Han Yu is holding a person in his hand, this person is Yin Yimeng who Tianchan has been looking for recently.
"Huh!" An old man appeared a hundred feet away, as if appearing out of thin air.
This old man was wearing a white robe, his hair and beard were already gray, his face was ruddy, his eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, and they shone with a cold light. The aura on his body is like a tumultuous ocean, and it is extremely terrifying.
This person is none other than Qi Haokong, the great elder of Tianchan Sect.
"Child, what do you want?" Qi Haokong asked angrily. When Han Yu came to the door, he started killing them, which caught them off guard. Now that Yin Yimeng is still in Han Yu's hands, it's even harder to deal with it.
Yin Yimeng is no better than others. She is the granddaughter of the leader Yin Shouyi, and the younger sister of Yin Jinchan, the future successor of Tianchan Sect.
"Stop for me!" Han Yu swept around, and there were many people bombarding the Beiming Xuansha formation.
"Stop!" Qi Haokong ordered, and now it was as if he had been caught seven inches by Han Yu. With a negotiating tone, he said, "I told them to stop, let go of Yin Yimeng!"
At this time, Yin Yimeng was in a drowsiness and looked extremely bad, which made Qi Haokong even more afraid to act rashly.
"Tell Yin Shouyi, that old man, get out!" Han Yu shouted.
Yin Shou never showed up, which made him extremely angry.
"Little thief, you dare to insult the leader!" One of them roared with murderous intent.
"Shut up!" Han Yu yelled. The man didn't dare to speak back for a while.
Suddenly, a sound and shadow rushed from behind Han Yu at an unpredictable speed.
"Hey!" Han Yu tore off Yin Yimeng's left hand without any hesitation, and blood splashed immediately, and the heart-piercing scream made people horrified after hearing it.
The figure stopped abruptly, and dared not come forward again. It was only after they stopped that everyone could see his true appearance. He looked exactly like Qi Haokong, with a faint blue light emitting from his body, like a gem carved out of it. This is the incarnation of Qi Haokong.
As long as you reach the realm of King Wu, you can cultivate an incarnation, that is, a clone. Some people in the Martial King realm can cultivate, and some can't.
"Put away your dirty tricks!" Han Yu looked at Qi Haokong grimly. The power of his soul is always concerned with every movement within a radius of 30,000 meters, and if he wants to attack him, there is no way.
Qi Haokong's face trembled wildly, and roared, "Han Yu, let's just dream about it beforehand."
After Yin Yimeng cried out in pain, she passed out again.
Han Yu sneered: "Joke, I let her go, will you still forgive me?"
Qi Haokong hurriedly said, "Han Yu, the promise I made, Qi Haokong, can be learned from the world!"
Han Yu scolded mercilessly: "What the people of your Zen Buddhism say are farts!"
Qi Haokong's face turned blue and white, but he couldn't do anything about Han Yu for a while.
Han Yu looked in the direction of Tianchan Sect and shouted: "Yin Shouyi, I will give you ten breaths, otherwise you will wait to collect Yin Yimeng's corpse!"