Martial God Sovereign

Han Yu watched this dramatic scene coldly.

Under the temptation of desire, it is really possible to do anything.

Seeing Han Yu's cold eyes, he said nothing. Lang Qingtian snorted heavily and winked at Zheng Qianjun. A cold look appeared on Zheng Qianjun's face, and he strode towards Han Yu.

"Little thief, it was because we were all infiltrated by Xuanhuang Qi, our strength was greatly reduced, and you were successfully attacked. Now the Xuanhuang Qi in our body has been eliminated, do you think it will be our opponent!"

Zheng Qianjun approached Han Yu and grabbed Han Yu by the neck.

"If you don't hand over what you got, then you will die!"

Zheng Qianjun at this time, there is no way to be a good teacher.

Han Yu was unceremonious and threw a punch.

Six reincarnation punches!

Zheng Qianjun curled his lips disapprovingly. He was injured by Han Yu before. It was because his strength was not at the peak. This time Han Yu was not so lucky.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Zheng Qianjun's palm broke directly.

Han Yu's fist blasted against Zheng Qianjun's chest with a force like a broken bamboo.

Zheng Qianjun's chest cracked and flew away.

"Huh? How is it possible?"

Zheng Qianjun screamed, even if his whole body was in severe pain, he couldn't understand how Han Yu did it.

"Fourth Grade True Wonderland?" Lang Qingtian raised his brows, his eyes shot a terrifying light, and said in a low voice, "It looks like you have the inheritance inside."

Yu Ningshuang on the side was also shocked. Seven days ago, Han Yu was still the cultivation base of the Third Stage True Wonderland, and now he is the Fourth Stage True Wonderland.

This cultivation speed is really amazing.

Of course, what's even more amazing is that Han Yuyi punched Zheng Qianjun of the Fifth Stage True Wonderland. This combat power can be called against the sky.

"Han Yu, I think you are an individual talent. From then on, you have worked for me, glory and wealth, and I will let you enjoy it!" Lang Qingtian took one step, and the powerful aura of the Sixth Stage True Wonderland swept out and overwhelmed the world.

Even if Han Yu has the power to fight against the sky, he has the strongest strength, and he has the self-confidence to look down on the audience.

"If you surrender to me, I will let you enjoy endless glory and wealth!" Han Yu returned Lang Qingtian's words.

"It seems that I won't give you some color, you really don't know how many catties you have!" Lang Qingtian snorted coldly and stared.

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly became extremely depressing.

The earth shook abruptly, and countless rocks fell down, an apocalyptic scene.

With a thought, Han Yu held the Heaven-Swallowing Sword in his hand, instantly revealing his sharp edge.

"boom!"

Lang Qingtian raised his hand and took a photo. The palm of his hand rose in response to the storm, instantly turning into a length of several meters, and smashed it towards Han Yu overwhelmingly.

The palm of his hand, like countless boulders, looked indestructible.

Upon seeing this, Yu Ningshuang's mood instantly sank to the bottom. Even in her heyday, she might not be able to resist this palm with her full strength. I don't know if Han Yu can stop it.

The terrifying palm fell down, and the powerhouses of the Fifth Stage True Wonderland were shocked, and even the Dark Linying looked gloomy.

Han Yu's face was indifferent, and he pierced out with a sword.

A line of egrets went up to the sky like lightning.

"Boom boom boom..."

Egrets rushed out and exploded on the huge palm.

Not only blocked the palm of the hand, but also exploded the palm.

"hiss……"

Everyone took a cold breath.

"Obviously it is a low-grade yellow-tier fairy technique, how do you give me the feeling of a middle-grade yellow-tier fairy technique?" Yu Ningshuang was uncertain.

The atmosphere of black and yellow is permeated here, and the power of the immortal arts displayed will be greatly reduced, but the line of egrets displayed by Han Yu went up to the blue sky, making her feel immense power.

Lang Qingtian's face changed slightly, and he didn't expect Han Yu to be so strong.

Withdrawing his arm and connecting the seal, the sky shook in an instant, and a large khaki seal formed on one side, which was overwhelmingly photographed towards Han Yu.

"Yellow-level middle-grade fairy art?"

Yu Ningshuang was shocked.

Using Lang Qingtian's cultivation base to display the middle-ranked fairy magic of the yellow rank, Han Yu could not be his opponent unless he responded with a stronger fairy magic.

But Han Yu had just broken through the Fourth Stage True Wonderland, and I am afraid that the ordinary middle-rank Huang Tier Immortal Techniques were not in control, let alone other more powerful Immortal Techniques.

When Yu Ningshuang felt desperate, Han Yu was not afraid, but his eyes lit up, full of fighting spirit.

"Six dynasties are like dream birds crying empty!

Han Yu shook his sword, without making any earth-shaking sword aura, but with the sound of birds singing that shook the sky and the earth, which actually shattered Lang Qingtian's big seal abruptly.

"The fourth style of Xiaoyao Sword Score?"

Yu Ningshuang was stunned.

The fourth style of Xiaoyao Swordsmanship Six Dynasties is like a dream bird crying in the air, but it is a middle-grade fairy of the yellow rank.

Could it be said that Han Yu not only achieved a breakthrough in just seven days, but also developed this magic trick?

This is too... outrageous, right?

But what shocked Yu Ningshuang was still behind.

Han Yu not only performed the fourth style of Xiaoyao Swordsmanship, but also performed the fifth style-Changfeng Wanli Sending Qiuyan.

The long wind rises and sways for thousands of miles; Qiuyan flies across the void.

When the day became quiet, everyone's eyes almost fell out.

I saw Lang Qingtian's body full of sores, like a weathered stone.

Moreover, there was a deep blood mark on his waist, which was cut in the waist.

"How is this possible?"

Dark Linying exclaimed, unable to believe what he saw.

The rest of them were stunned and choked.

"Is this your strongest method? It's not that easy to kill me!" Lang Qingtian roared, madly resentful.

He did not expect that Han Yu would be forced to such a point.

However, he did not think that Han Yu had stronger means, so Han Yu still had no threat to him.

"Little thief, go to death!" Lang Qingtian shouted.

Lifting his hands up, suddenly the entire vast land and the mountains of Baili seemed to be under his control.

"Let you see my strongest method, Wanli Pingchuan!"

Suddenly, Lang Qingtian's aura became irresistible.

Han Yu, who has always been extremely calm, can't help but frown.

"Little thief Han Yu, forced the palace lord to use his assassin. You are also proud to die." Zheng Qianjun said gloomily.

He couldn't be more familiar with Lang Qingtian.

Lang Qingtian's Baili Pingchuan is a stunt, and no one can beat Teng Chaozhou.

Even the lord of Teng Chaozhou, I am afraid he can't stop Lang Qingtian's Baili Pingchuan.

Once this magic trick is played, Han Yu will undoubtedly die.

"Then come and see my strongest method, no sky and dark sun!"

Suddenly, an extremely gloomy voice came from the side.

Dark Linying started, and his body was black, like a demon king recovering.

In an instant, the inside of the stone cave was dark and full of suicide, as if it had arrived in the Jiuyou Purgatory.

"Boom..."

The two celestial arts collided, shaking the sky.

In the area where the Tianshang Palace was located, the entire area sank, and the remaining ruins were instantly destroyed.