Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 886

The man's words surprised Han Yu. He thought that only the top-ranking schools would have masters of the Martial King realm, but he did not expect that there would be such a strong one among the casual cultivators. This has to make him sigh, Wuzhou is really a place where masters gather and talents come out in large numbers.

"How do you know the Profound Sky Realm?" Han Yu suddenly realized that the situation might have gotten worse.

"The grievances between you and Tian Chan Sect are already known to everyone. In the whole Xiling Land, I don’t know how many people want to find you. To be honest, I admire everything you do from my heart, so just Tell me where the Profound Sky Realm is. Not only will I not embarrass you, but I won't reveal your whereabouts." The man pretended to be very sincere.

"Since you already know my deeds and dare to block the way, you are not afraid that I will kill you?" Han Yu said coldly.

"You are very strong, but it is not easy for you to kill me!" the man said proudly. He is confident in his own strength.

"If that's the case, let you test it. It's a powerful punch!" Han Yu moved like a tiger, rushing towards the man. After a few flashes, he reached the man's front.

"Broken fist?" The man was stunned, wondering what the **** was this?

However, the man had no time to think about it, and Han Yu's fist was rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

This fist exudes a faint cyan light, with a sharp aura, like a sword out of its sheath, and its energy is like a broken bamboo. The man hurriedly raised his hand and greeted him with a palm.

"Boom..."

The fist and the palm of his hand slammed into each other, and there was a pain of cracked bone in the palm of the man, which made him scream. From Han Yu's fist, a terrifying force flooded him like a flood. His arm numbs his arm instantly.

The man was shocked and quickly used his posture, backing quickly.

However, Han Yu followed like a shadow, with his fists moving in a whirlwind. In a blink of an eye, the man was hit with a few punches, each of which made him unable to fight back, breaking a bone.

"Stop!" The man was terrified and called to a halt.

Han Yu's momentum is really too strong. Once he makes a move, he will not even have a chance to breathe. If he continues at this speed, he will soon be killed by Han Yu.

"Huh, it's late!"

Han Yu, who displayed his breaking fist, was immeasurably imposing, and his blood was boiling. Strike with two fists, and swear to never stop without killing the opponent.

If the man's speed is faster than Han Yu, he can still escape. Unfortunately, his speed is not as fast as Han Yu, and he can only be chased and beaten by Han Yu.

"Han Yu, I have no grievances or grudges against you, why bother to kill me?" the man shouted.

"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to stop and kill me?" Han Yu yelled.

The man's intestines are about to regret, but there is no regret medicine at all.

"Han Yu, I was wrong, stop, I can give you whatever compensation you want!" The man hurriedly begged for mercy.

The coldness in Han Yu's eyes was even stronger, and he saw a vicious look deep in the man's eyes. The man will certainly not admit it as he said. There is no doubt that as long as Han Yu releases him, he will inform others of Han Yu's whereabouts as soon as possible.

"Boom!"

The man punched again in the chest, his sternum split, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

"Ah, Han Yu, I fought with you!"

The man took the advantage of flying out and Han Yu chased him and took out his magic weapon. Just now, Han Yu was like a bone gangrene, and he was at a loss.

The man's natal magic weapon is a silver axe, in the hands of the man, it seems to be alive, protecting his body and preventing Han Yu from getting close.

Han Yu tried to hit him several times, but was forced to retreat with an axe.

"Hahaha, Han Yu, no matter how powerful your fist is, how can it be better than my monster axe?" The man laughed. Forcing Han Yu to retreat and then retreat, finally let out a sigh of foulness.

"Isn't it just a low-level king's soldier? What's so good!" Han Yu found the opportunity and fisted to the side of the demon Mingxue.

"Looking for death!" The man yelled coldly, and slammed into Han Yu's fist.

"when!"

The two collided, making a loud noise like a metal transfer. Yao Mingxue was almost stunned by Han Yu's punch. Han Yu took advantage of the man's middle door to open, jumped up and kicked the man's chest, kicking the man out, and Han Yu also flew backwards with the help of recoil. And back, turned around in the void before falling steadily.

The man had a chest injury before, and he was kicked by Han Yu. The injury was even worse, and he kept spitting out blood in his mouth. Throwing thousands of meters in the void before stopping.

"How is it possible that you actually shook my demon Mingxue with your fist?" The man looked at Han Yu, his eyes widened, it was incredible.

He didn't notice that Han Yu's arm was hidden behind his back, his fist was loosened and clenched, clenched and loosened, alleviating the pain. Above the fist, many places were frayed.

However, on Han Yu's face, there was a calm look, and his figure moved, killing the man.

The man was frightened and turned decisively and fled away. He no longer has the courage to fight Han Yu again. Han Yu shook his life with his bare hands. In his eyes, he was no longer different from the evildoer.

But the man's speed could not be compared with Han Yu, and the void and ethereal steps were displayed, and the body was like a ghost, and there was no trace.

In the mountains and forests, there were constant screams and screams. After half an hour, calm was restored. Somewhere in the rock, Han Yu Lingfeng stood upright, in front of him, lying a corpse, it was the man just now.

Although Han Yu's complexion was indifferent, he was extremely excited. This was his first time, face to face, without using Qi Tianshi's means, to kill the three masters of King Wu.

Han Yu glanced at the wound on his left shoulder. The bones were already visible, but Han Yu didn't care.

"Swish!" Xiaojiao rushed from a distance, rushed to Han Yu's left shoulder, and helped Han Yu lick the wound with his tongue.

"Ohhhhh..." After Xiaojiao added Han Yu's wound, he suddenly called out as he looked at Han Yu's wound, his voice a little anxious. It seems to be saying: Why doesn't my saliva have the effect before?

Han Yu held the little horn in his arms and touched its little head fondly. The healing effect of Xiaojiao's saliva is still there, because the power of the bloodline drops drastically, and the healing ability also declines.

Han Yu's body has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the healing effect of his saliva on Han Yu has naturally become very insignificant, which is equivalent to the healing technique of the Azure Dragon at this time.

Han Yu hesitated for a moment, and told it about Xiaojiao's loss of blood. Xiaojiao can't speak human language, but can understand Han Yu's words.

After listening, not only was there no sadness, discouragement, or hatred, but instead persuaded Han Yu not to worry, it was all right.