Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1845

Yun Daoyuan's words were not poisonous, and instantly placed Han Yu in a position of opposition to the tens of thousands of people in the world.

If these words were placed in the past, it would have caused a thousand waves with one stone, but now the prestige of Yuxu Sacred Palace is no longer the same, and Han Yu is not the same as before. Most people sneered at what he said.

Lin Zhengjun originally wanted to fan the flames, but when he saw that many people from various schools looked down upon Yun Daoyuan, he hurriedly stopped. Now that Han Yu has won the hearts of the people in the world, opposing Han Yu is opposing the world. Their Fengyun Holy Land does not want to be the second place in Yuxu Holy Palace.

"Xiaoyou Han, can you look at the old man and return the soul of Qianfan's head to them?" Ling Xiaohan looked at Han Yu and said in a discussing tone.

The Supreme Holy Land, as the organizer of this ten thousand race meeting, shoulders the important task of maintaining peace among all races.

Han Yu nodded, took the head of Hun Qianfan, and then threw it to Hun Gu Ye.

Hun Guye hurriedly caught the head of Hun Qianfan and began to unblock it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Hunqianfan's head exploded, and blood and brain splashed all over his soul.

The soul was stunned, and the others were also stunned.

"what……"

After half a moment, the soul screamed like madness.

"boom!"

The terrifying aura of Hualian Seventh Layer in the middle stage of Wu Sheng's mid-stage spewed out, eclipsing the world and making the mountains tremble.

Soul Guye rushed to Han Yu and patted Han Yu's head with one palm. This palm is really a star being photographed, and it has to be shattered, let alone a person's head.

"Stop!" Ling Xiaohan shouted, but it was too late.

No one saw it, the corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"Om!"

The formation shield appeared.

"Boom!"

Hun Guye punched the line pattern shield with a punch and dented the line pattern shield. When he was about to touch Han Yu's nose, he suddenly stopped.

The pupils of many masters shrank and couldn't help but take a breath.

"It's worthy of being the Jiuyuan Discharger, who can be compared with such defense?" Many people thought.

At this time, Han Yu moved his hand and blasted the head of Soul Gu Ye.

Hun Gu Ye changed color, unexpectedly Han Yu's defense was so strong, he wanted to dodge. However, Han Yu's shot was too fast, so that the number of people who could see him shot was no more than five fingers.

"boom!"

Han Yu's fist bombarded his head under the gaze of loneliness and astonishment. Then a terrifying force rushed into the soul of Gu Ye's head like a flood, instantly shattering his holy palace, annihilating his soul, and then exploding.

Soul Guye's head split like a watermelon in an instant, and only the headless corpse fell heavily at Han Yu's feet.

"hiss……"

After everyone stayed for a while, the voices of cold breath came one after another, looking at Han Yu, it was like looking at a monster.

The Palace Master of Yaochi and Chen Mengyao, who knew Han Yu's details, were stunned. Han Yu did not use any extra power, relying entirely on the cultivation base of the Hualian Sixth Layer in the middle of the Martial Saint, he even killed a master of the seventh layer of Hualian in the middle of the Martial Saint. Such a combat power is simply unimaginable.

"Invincible defense, invincible combat power..."

"Although it was only the cultivation base of Hualian Sixth Layer in the middle stage of Martial Saint, there is a kind of domineering invincible under the latter stage of Martial Saint!"

Stormy waves turned up in Yun Daoyuan's heart. He had always suspected how Han Yu killed the four masters before, but now it seems that it is not a difficult matter.

After a brief silence on the scene, bursts of shock erupted.

The masters of Kongtong Holy Land and Extreme Holy Land, including Xiang Xiong Wuji, instantly dispelled the desire to avenge Han Yu, especially Wuji, thinking of what he said to Han Yu when the Ten Thousand Races Conference was just held, they involuntarily flowed out. In a cold sweat, at the same time secretly rejoicing that he didn't meet Han Yu in the Yangtian Secret Realm, otherwise his fate would be frightened.

The silver monkeys, Prince Peng and other demon masters all spit out for the rest of their lives, and looked at Han Yu with a look of gratitude. They had no doubt that at the second entrance of the Yangtian Secret Realm that day, it was easy for Han Yu to kill them.

Even Xuanwu was shocked in a cold sweat.

"Sage Lord Ling, you have to be the master for us!" The demons were frightened, and one of them said in an imploring tone.

"You don't need someone to call the shots for you. If you want revenge, just come at me." Han Yu said indifferently, not even looking at a huge Demon Cult.

So domineering, so that countless people secretly thumbed up and admired them.

Demon Cult has been able to fight the right way for so many years without extinction, which shows how terrifying its background is. Many antiquity sects made a joint shot against the Magic Cult. Like Han Yu, he was the first person to despise the entire Demon Cult by himself.

"Han Yu, don't be too arrogant, do you really think no one can cure you?" an old man of the Demon Cult shouted.

Han Yu glanced at him faintly, not even saying anything.

The old man almost vomited blood with anger, and said viciously: "Han Yu, you wait, our Demon Cult will never let you go. Let's go!"

The old man took the demons and turned around and left, feeling quite a bit of a runaway.

This big storm was easily suppressed by Han Yu's strong performance. Yun Daoyuan and Lin Zhengjun didn't speak anymore, especially Yun Daoyuan, Yuxu Sacred Palace where so many people died, but they couldn't directly hold Han Yuzhengfa here, and they were completely aggrieved.

"It's time to let those old guys take action, and no one will be able to suppress him in the future!" Ling Xiao looked at Han Yu, coldly transmitting to Yun Daoyuan.

Yun Daoyuan nodded, arched his hands at many righteous masters, and left directly with the people from Yuxu Sacred Palace. No one stayed.

The rest of the forces stayed in the Supreme Holy Land and began the carnival.

This time the ranking of the competition will come out soon.

The top ten are Han Yu, Qi Tianxia, ​​Ling Zun, Kendo One, Chen Mengyao, Golden Horn King, Soul Qian Fan, Wu Gu, Wu Lai, Promise. When the name of Hunqianfan was on the seventh, everyone felt a sense of joy inexplicably.

Meng Zuisheng, the wind and waves, and the wind and waves were ranked twenty-first, twenty-two, and twenty-three one after another, but the three of them were so happy, and the appearance of dazzling power was even more impressive than that of Han Yu, the person who won the first place.

Han Yu became the protagonist of the Ten Thousand Races Conference, even if there are two people in the top three in the Supreme Holy Land, the light is covered by Han Yu alone.

Countless people extended an olive branch to Han Yu, even the Supreme Holy Land did not let the wind fall.

The Holy Lord of Kongtong Holy Land and Extreme Holy Land personally came to Han Yu to toast and smiled his grudges. Prince Peng and the Silver Ape took the initiative to express gratitude to Han Yu. Han Yu gave this opportunity to Xiaojiao, and Xiaojiao successfully resolved the grudge with the monster race. This is what Han Yu likes to hear. Xiaojiao is originally a monster, and it is not a good thing to be regarded as a traitor to the monster after all.

In the evening, Qi Tianxia appeared in everyone's sights, and instantly became the star of the stars holding the moon. The two looked at each other from a distance, neither happy nor worry, and calmly moved their gazes to other places.