Martial God Sovereign

Yang Fang looked at Han Yu incredulously. At this time, Han Yu was as calm and calm as a piece of wood. Yang Fang couldn't imagine what kind of person it was to maintain such a normal heart under such circumstances.

She was certain that even the old monsters in her teacher's door would never reach Han Yu's state of mind at this time.

Han Yu at this time can only be described by the word "terrible".

Yang Fang regretfully took back Mo Yuanzhong and could only learn from Han Yu, not rushing or impatient, but this feeling was really bad.

Doesn't it mean that Yang Fang is eager to open Jietian Temple, she is also worried that too many competitors will come. But she couldn't do her best by herself.

This wait was three days and three nights, and no one had come, which made Yang Fang breathe a sigh of relief.

On the fourth day, a slight change made Yang Fang overjoyed.

The oppressive power exuded by Jietian Temple began to weaken. Although the degree of weakening was small, it was as sharp as Han Yu and Yang Fang, and could accurately capture it.

"Brother Han, did you find out? The oppressive power of Jietian Temple is weakening!" Yang Fang grabbed Han Yu's arm excitedly, as happy as a child.

After finishing speaking, she realized that she was a little forgotten, and hurriedly withdrew her hand in embarrassment, a faint red appeared on her face quietly.

Han Yu's face was calm and there was no fluctuation.

"Brother Han, did you know that Jietian Temple's oppressive power would become weaker, so you let me wait?" Yang Fang asked worshipfully.

"I don't know how to tell a prophet, how do I know?" Han Yu said in an angry voice.

Instead of being annoyed, Yang Fang smiled happily.

Han Yu sometimes made her feel scared, but sometimes made her feel extremely kind.

Time passed quietly, and ten days later, Jietian Hall's oppressive power had weakened to a certain level. Even if there was no Black Pearl to resist, Yang Fang could resist the pressure and approach Jietian Hall.

Yang Fang was eager to try, thinking this was the best time, but Han Yu remained indifferent.

"Brother Han, now is a god-given opportunity, as long as we have the opportunity to get close to Jietian Temple, it is possible to open it, without further ado, let's do it!" Yang Fangdao.

"Look at it first!" Han Yu still spit out five words lightly.

"Brother Han, you can't miss the opportunity to come again. It is safest to wait until the oppressive force completely disappears, but it will take a long time, and it won't be good to wait for other masters to come!" Yang Fang said anxiously.

"So now anyone is here?" Han Yu said lightly.

Yang Fang was speechless. No one came before, which doesn't mean that no one will come later.

She didn't think that Han Yu would not even understand this simple truth. Because of the trust in Han Yu, Yang Fang finally chose to listen to Han Yu.

Finally, after waiting for another three days, the oppressive power of Jietian Temple completely disappeared.

The sea returned to calm, Jietian Temple floating on the sea, like a sleeping behemoth.

Although the monster is fierce, this time is the best time to deal with it.

To Yang Fang's surprise, no one else came.

"Our luck is really good." Yang Fang smiled.

Han Yu did not answer. He removed the Black Pearl's defensive shield and walked towards Jietian Temple, walking in the air, not fast or slow, as if looking at flowers.

"Is it finally going to do it?" Yang Fang was excited and hurriedly followed.

Before long, the two came to Jietian Hall, before the huge Jietian Hall, they were as small as a drop in the ocean. Even if that powerful oppressive force has disappeared, both of them feel the pressure from the depths of their souls.

It seemed that he was not facing a palace, but a peerless expert.

"Brother Han, what should we do?" Yang Fang asked.

"boom!"

Han Yu raised his arm and punched at the gate of Jietian Temple.

Direct, domineering!

Yang Fang smiled bitterly, and he really had to react quickly with Han Yu, otherwise he couldn't keep up sometimes.

A huge fist-print bombardment exploded above the gate, turning into a terrifying storm that swept the world, but the palace gate was unscathed.

Without a punch, Han Yu turned around and left.

"Brother Han, what are you?" Yang Fang was stunned. She really couldn't keep up with Han Yu's rhythm.

"Let's go!" Han Yu said lightly.

"Brother Han, even if you fail to open the palace gate with a punch, you can't give up so quickly, right?" Yang Fang said disappointed.

In her eyes, Han Yu is a peerless arrogant, almost no one can compare, but so impatient, this is a fatal weakness.

Han Yu did not answer.

"Brother Han, can't we try with Mo Yuan Zhong?" Yang Fang asked slightly.

For anyone to leave like this, Yang Fang was happy that it was too late and would never stay. However, Han Yu is different. Yang Fang is used to cooperating with Han Yu, or enjoying the process of cooperating with Han Yu.

Han Yu still ignored it.

Yang Fang was a little annoyed, and angrily urged Mo Yuanzhong to smash the gate of Jietian Hall.

"Boom!"

A loud noise shook the sky and the earth, Mo Yuanzhong bounced back, and the gate of Jietian Palace remained intact.

When Yang Fang looked at Han Yu again, Han Yu had already gone.

"Huh, I really thought I wouldn't do without you?" Yang Fa stomped his feet and cocked his mouth, very angry.

"what?"

Suddenly, a few lines of big characters appeared on the gate of the palace.

"If you want to enter the Jietian Temple, you need to attack it with the soul!" Yang Fang silently read the words that appeared on the door. He was overjoyed and hurriedly looked at Han Yu and shouted: "Brother Han, come back soon. The method of the Temple of Heaven."

Although he said that he didn't want to cooperate with Han Yu, but when he found a way, he thought of Han Yu the first time.

Han Yu turned to look at Jietian Temple, and couldn't help but sneered: "Sure enough!"

In my eyes, a ray of wisdom flashed.

"Sure enough? Why is it so?" Yang Fang rushed to Han Yu and asked.

"Get on the ship, go!" Han Yu returned to the Black Pearl.

"Brother Han, are you... are you crazy? Jietian Temple is right in front of you, and the way to open Jietian Temple has already manifested. You want to leave?" Yang Fang was really puzzled.

"If you don't want to die, just leave obediently." Han Yu said lightly.

"Dead? What's the death?" The monk of Abbot Yang was puzzled.

"Have you forgotten how the people on the Black Pearl died?" Han Yu said lightly.

"Huh?" Yang Fang exclaimed, turning his head to look at Jietian Hall, and suddenly he only felt a chill on his back and hairy all over his body.

After hitting a Ji Ling, he hurried back to the Black Pearl.

The Jietian Temple at this time, in her eyes, is no longer a cave with countless treasures, but a magic cave.

How could Yang Fang forget the bizarre and tragic deaths of the people aboard the Black Pearl, and now that when I think about it, he still feels creepy.

The Black Pearl opened its strongest defense under the urging of Han Yu, and then sailed away by wind and waves. At this moment, a surprised voice sounded: "Unexpectedly, you can see the illusion set by this seat, but what if you can? Now that you have broken into the realm of this seat, how can you live? go away!"