Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1888 Killing the Spirit Canopy

"What is the origin of this coffin? How can it be so terrible that it can be hard to shake with the sword of judgment?" Han Yu asked the cock.

The Sword of Judgment, the divine weapon that the heavenly court commanded the world to be the terrifying weapon among the emperor's soldiers of Kunjie. However, the black coffin made several hard blows against it, but did not lose the wind.

"I don't know, this is the terrible thing about Wuya Mountain. Back then, the underworld was kept away." Rooster said.

"Have you heard of Wuyazi before?" Han Yu asked.

"Wuyazi, a taboo-like existence in the Wuya period, is known as the number one genius of Wuya Mountain, and he is a lot of peerless figures in our underworld, who respect him very much." The rooster said, with respect in his words.

"It seems that Baihu is doing well in the chaotic time and space." Han Yu thought.

The Sword of Judgment was hit by the black coffin and the Sword of Killing to the sky above nine days. White Tiger's eyes flashed a touch of abuse, and the black coffin soared to the sky, entangled with the Sword of Judgment and hit the stars in the universe.

In an instant, the sword of judgment and the spirit canopy lost contact. Without contact, the sword of judgment would not actively protect the spirit canopy. A steady stream of terrifying power gushing from Wuya Mountain instantly suppressed the spiritual canopy's cultivation base to zero.

"No, I was fooled!" Ling Tianpeng was shocked, turned around and ran away, Bai Hu could blow him to death in one breath within the suppression range of the terrorist power.

Bai Hu didn't chase it, but looked towards the distant sky and said faintly: "I haven't seen it for many years, I'll give you a meeting gift."

Han Yu fell outside the power enveloped and walked in.

"Han Yu?"

It didn't take long for the two of them to look far away, and Ling Tianpeng couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Han Yu.

"Ling Canopy, Qiankun, you don't want to stay there, take the initiative to come to Kunjie to die!" Han Yu said lightly, and quickly rushed to the Ling Canopy.

"Just because you want to stop me?" Ling Tianpeng sneered and took the initiative to welcome him.

"My cultivation base is suppressed, and your cultivation base is also suppressed. You are unwise, take the initiative to die!"

The two quickly approached, and Ling Tianpeng could not tell apart, and hit Han Yu with a punch.

Although his cultivation was suppressed, his physical body was also extraordinary and vulgar. The five-fold flesh body in the later stage of Wu Sheng was also the blood of gods, and he powerfully suppressed anyone's confidence.

Han Yu didn't have too much stance, and he shot out with a flat punch.

"Boom!"

The fists of the two bombarded together, and then a terrifying force exploded in the fists of the two. They retreated one after another. Han Yu took seven steps, and Ling Tianpeng took ten steps. Han Yu's fist was undamaged, but Ling Tianpeng's fist was cracked.

"You..." Ling Tianpeng looked at Han Yu in surprise, this result made him unbelievable.

"Have you never heard that Laozi is physically invincible?" Han Yu sneered and quickly killed him. The fists move in turns, like a rainstorm meteor.

"Boom bang bang..."

The two fought like lightning, Han Yu was not only physically strong, but also flawless in his moves. After a while, Ling Tianpeng fell to the ground, coughing up blood in his mouth.

"what!"

Ling Tianpeng roared and stood up and killed him.

Being suppressed by someone with a lower cultivation base made him very uncomfortable.

You must know that when the Spirit Canopy was in the Ninth World, both physical and strength were invincible in the same realm, and he could not tolerate this kind of defeat.

"Boom!"

Ling Tianpeng's abdomen was kicked by Han Yu, flying out like a sandbag and hitting the ground heavily.

This kick instantly extinguished his proud arrogance in half.

Ling Tianpeng was still unwilling, and continued to stand up and fight Han Yu.

After thirty-six moves, his left shoulder was shattered by Han Yu's fist, his chin heavier by an elbow, and he fell back to the sky again.

Han Yu chased after him, stepped on several feet, and the spirit canopy rolled around on the ground in embarrassment.

Even if he is a master of Wu Sheng's late stage wall transformation, in front of Han Yu at this time, he is not much different from a person who has no power to bind a chicken.

Power, moves, and Han Yu suppressed him, so how could he fight Han Yu.

"Boom!"

Ling Tianpeng's left rib was kicked heavily by Han Yu, and his body rolled away like wood, stained with blood all the way. The blood is full of vitality, but under the terrible power of Wuya Mountain, it will soon be bleak.

Ling Tianpeng got up again, no longer the arrogance and fighting spirit he had before, and with a flick of a shot, it was actually escaped.

Han Yu sneered, and ran after him in a hurry.

Not long after, Han Yu chased Ling Canopy, and Ling Canopy retreated while fighting. Han Yu swept his legs and fell to the ground again.

"Hey, compared to my perverted boss, it's purely a beating!" In the distance, the **** laughed. He will not forget the scene of being beaten up by Han Yu in Luoriyuan.

The old blacksmith smiled, he knew Han Yu's power well.

"what!"

A scream came, and Ling Tianpeng's left arm was torn off by Han Yusheng.

"Boom!"

Immediately after a loud noise, Lin Tianpeng's mouth was smashed by Han Yu.

The rooster involuntarily touched the shell of his mouth, and secretly sucked in a cold breath. He knows this pain best.

"Han Yu, if you dare to kill me, our people will not spare you, and there will be no place for you in all directions."

"If I die, they will receive news and immediately send a master to kill you, you and your family, everything will be turned into fly ash."

"Ah... don't kill me, please don't kill me..."

"Boom!"

The Holy Palace of the Spirit Canopy exploded, and the soul was caught by Han Yu. It was smashed with a slight pinch, and he died.

Han Yu kicked the spirit canopy's body, and the ragged body of the spirit canopy exploded directly, and then under the obliteration of the terrorist force, the dust soon returned to the dust.

Han Yu looked at Bai Hu from a distance, so close, he still couldn't get any contact with Bai Hu.

"Why do you keep avoiding me?" Han Yu asked.

"What do you mean?" Bai Hu asked back, his eyes gradually becoming colder.

"You want to kill me?" Han Yu frowned, he felt Bai Hu's murderous aura.

"No one wants to be someone else's incarnation for a lifetime." Bai Hu said lightly.

As soon as he said this, the old blacksmith in the distance opened his eyes wide and stared at the white tiger.

"Incarnation, what do you mean? Don't tell me this white tiger is the incarnation of the boss?" The rooster's heart turned up against the stormy sea.

"You have lost contact with me, I can no longer control you!" Han Yu said, feeling bitter in his heart. The incarnation of oneself is separated from oneself, but now he wants to kill oneself, is it a tragedy?

"It's only temporarily. You can still control me when I get out of Wuya Mountain. Therefore, if you don't die, Lao Tzu will be trapped in Wuya Mountain forever." Bai Hu said, "So, for Lao Tzu's freedom, only let you die. Your grievances and my grievances are involved, so let's end it today!"