Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 873

Some old people of Tianchan are a little bit sad, and today's affairs have destroyed the prestige of Tianchan for thousands of years. In their eyes, Han Yu is simply a lunatic.

What they didn't know was how important the position of Xiao Jiao in Han Yu's mind. Don't look at Han Yu methodically doing various arrangements during this period, but he was anxious.

And he knew well that he wanted to negotiate with a giant like Tian Chan Sect, and he had the initiative. You have to be more ruthless, crazier, crazier, and fearless than him.

Otherwise, he will not treat you upright at all, and the negotiation will always be inferior. This is the reason why Han Yu started killing as soon as he came up.

He wants to use actions to tell everyone in Tianchan that he is not easy to mess with Han Yu.

Although Han Yu's threat was full of momentum, many people did not believe that Han Yu dared to kill Yin Yimeng. In the eyes of many people, Yin Yimeng was Han Yu's amulet.

However, Han Yu's choice is something most people can expect.

"Ten..." Han Yu's low and gloomy voice sounded, a word like a sledgehammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.

"nine……"

Han Yu issued the last wanted order again, and he wanted everyone to know that he gave ten breaths time, that is, ten breaths time, no more than one second.

"Eight……"

Between heaven and earth, only Han Yu's lonely and arrogant voice sounded and echoed.

"Han Yu, don't be impulsive. Our leader is retreating. I will send someone to invite him." Qi Haokong was anxious.

"Seven, six..."

Cold sweat overflowed in everyone's hands, and the people around were twelve minutes away. Some people had begun to approach Han Yu quietly, preparing to attack.

"laugh!"

Han Yu's sword finger penetrated Yin Yimeng's left arm, blood flying sword. At the same time, the "five" came down.

"Don't move any of them!" Qi Haokong was frightened in a cold sweat, Han Yu was too crazy, he was in a posture of immortality and wanting to die together.

"what……"

A heart-piercing scream was heard from within the great formation, and the second Wuwang quadruple couldn't hold on, and died tragically.

"four……"

With the scream, Han Yu's voice sounded.

The world was silent for an instant, everyone's heart raised their throats, and they didn't even dare to breathe. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Han Yu.

"three……"

"Stop!" There was a roar from the depths of Tianchan.

A white ray of light crossed an arc and fell towards the outside of the mountain gate.

"two……"

Han Yu remained unmoved.

"Little thief, do you dare to do it, I will keep you from seeing the little beast in your life!"

This is a white-haired and white-bearded old man who looks like an immortal spirit, with a faint white light radiating from his body. Like Qi Haokong's incarnation, it is also an incarnation. It's just that the aura on this incarnation is stronger than Qi Haokong, and is a master of Wu Wang Jiuzhong. Han Yu didn't need to think about it, this was Yin Shouyi, the leader of Tianchan Sect.

"Old thief, you are finally willing to show up." Han Yu glared at Yin Shouyi.

Yin Shou held a small beast in his arms, it was a small horn. At this time, he looked sluggish, and the hair on his body became bleak and colorless. Han Yu's pupils were instantly bloodshot, and Yin Shouyi actually bled Xiao Horn.

Little Horn finally recovered some of the bloodline power, Han Yu couldn't imagine how far the bloodline power of Little Horn would regress in the future.

"Old thief, you are looking for death!" Han Yu roared.

He had killed some people before and had already relieved Han Yu, but now, he realized that he hadn't killed enough.

"This little beast is just to compensate you for the sins committed by you!" Yin Shou shouted. His pupils are deep and terrifying, and no mood swings can be seen.

He had discovered the preciousness of the blood of the little horn, and he couldn't bear to move the little horn at all. He had already thought about it, first return Yin Yimeng, and then kill Han Yu to regain the little horn.

With the little horn, he is not worried about Yin Yimeng's injury.

"Stop talking nonsense, put a small horn!" Han Yu pinched Yin Yimeng's neck and glared at Yin Shouyi.

"You have a dream first!" Yin Shou said solemnly.

"We let go of the exchange at the same time!" Han Yu stared at Yin Shouyi firmly. Although his soul power is strong, Han Yu also feels pressured to exchange with a master like Yin Shouyi. If one fails, it may be overwhelming.

"Good!" Yin Shouyi didn't talk nonsense.

He now wished to exchange Yin Yimeng back immediately, and then killed Han Yu.

"Let all these wastes get out of here!" Han Yu pointed to the master of Tian Zen sect and shouted.

A group of people suddenly blushed with thick necks, but did not dare to move at all.

"Retreat!" Yin Shou gave an order and exchanged with Han Yu, there was no need for these people.

At the request of Han Yu, the masters of Tianchan sect retreated behind Yin Shou, and then all retreated into the mountain gate.

Han Yu kept backing away, and he had to get a safe distance from Yin Shouyi. The people of King Wu Jiuzhong could strike an enemy thousands of miles away, and Han Yu did not dare to take risks.

Han Yu and Yin Shouyi pulled three or four thousand feet away before Han Yu stopped, although this distance was not worth mentioning compared with thousands of miles. But Han Yu's soul power is not covered, Yin Shouyi can't escape Han Yu's perception if something is wrong, he can respond immediately.

After the two reached a consensus, Han Yu controlled Yin Yimeng and slowly floated towards Yin Shou, while Yin Shouyi controlled Xiaojiao and slowly floated towards Han Yu.

Xiaojiao was not awake at this time, and the golden hair on his head had a tendency to fade to white at the tips, which made Han Yu look anxious.

Han Yu's soul power locked Xiaojiao and Yin Shouyi. Yin Shouyi had no extra actions except for controlling Xiaojiao, which made Han Yu a little relieved.

Soon, Yin Yimeng and Xiaojiao met. Han Yu quickly controlled Xiaojiao, and Yin Shouyi quickly controlled Yin Yimeng.

"Whhhh..."

Han Yu quickly pulled Xiaojiao back, and Yin Shouyi quickly pulled Yin Yimeng back. Yin Shouyi did not shame.

It's not that Yin Shouyi talks about credibility, he is afraid of hurting his little corner in the chaos. Whether the little horn finally fell into Han Yu's hands had no effect on him. As long as Yin Yimeng was rescued, Han Yu didn't have the amulet, and he didn't let him kill him.

Han Yu held the little horn in his arms and stroked the little guy's head with affection, the chill in his eyes gradually thickened.

Han Yu didn't say much, he turned around holding a small horn and hurried away, exerting his fullest effort on the ethereal steps, giving full play to the fastest speed.

"Grab him!" Yin Shou shot two cold lights in a single glance. How could he let Han Yu just run away.

"Boom!" At this moment, Yin Yimeng in his arms suddenly exploded, blood splattered and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Suddenly Yin Shou was struck by lightning. He checked Yin Yimeng just now. Han Yu didn't do anything with Yin Yimeng. What's the matter?