Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 987

Thirteen little snakes flew half way, and suddenly rose up against the storm. Each one turned into a giant python with a thick bucket, making a terrifying roar and besieging Han Yu.

The space in the main tomb was not too big, with thirteen giant pythons taking up most of the space. A line of hideous horror, blue smoke spitting out of the mouth, the blue smoke is actually very poisonous, even if it is touched by the master of Wu Wang Sanzhong, it will definitely not be pleased.

"Hahaha...Han Yu, do you know what my sword was made with? It is made from the backbone of thirteen third-order Demon King-level soul-sucking green-headed snakes. If you move, you can summon thirteen green-headed snakes at the level of the Tier 3 Demon King. I use them. I see how you respond!" Xiaolidao laughed proudly, his sword was his ultimate move, I don’t know. How many people have suffered greatly from this sword.

"It's just a few bugs, let's see how I can break you!" Han Yu snorted and rushed directly to one of the big snakes. He was not afraid of the poisonous smoke from the big snake's mouth. He raised his fist and hit that one with a punch. On the head of the big snake.

Regarding the Xiaolidao method, Han Yu had long known that it might be a killer for ordinary people, but for Han Yu, it was undoubtedly not enough to threaten Han Yu as the monster beasts that faced the thirteen general Tier 3 Demon King.

"Boom!"

Han Yu's fists were invincible, and under one punch, the big snake wailed, and then his head exploded directly, turning into rain and dissipating. Although these big snakes have the abilities of the third-order demon king-level soul-removing green-headed snakes, they are always just a kind of magical transformation, not entities.

Xiaolidao's face instantly became gloomy and almost dripping with water. Although these thirteen green-headed snakes were not the main body, they had all the capabilities of the main body. The monster beast was known for its defenses, but he couldn't stop Han Yu's punch. He couldn't imagine how destructive Han Yu's punch was. Suddenly felt a burst of bone and hair crisp.

But soon, Xiaolidao sneered again and again. Han Yu walked through the poisonous smoke, no matter how strong his defense was, he couldn't resist the terrifying toxicity of the poisonous smoke. It didn't take long for the poisonous gas to enter his body and his body was weak.

"Boom bang bang..."

Countless loud noises rang out one after another, Han Yu's fist resembled two indestructible sledgehammers, no matter where the bombardment was on the green-headed snake, it could crush the green-headed snake.

Before long, seven of the 13 giant pythons were smashed by Han Yu.

"Hmph, now you are comfortable playing, wait a moment when I see you can't make it through." Xiaoli Dao sneered secretly. He speculated that in less than ten minutes, Han Yu would be poisoned and weakened, lying limp and letting him kill.

Ten minutes passed, and there were three giant pythons left.

Han Yu is like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, and the green-headed snake can't hurt him at all. Killing snakes is easier and more enjoyable than killing chickens.

"Fall down!" Xiaolidao muttered to himself. But Han Yu did not fall, he was still vigorous. After seven punches hit the same giant python, the giant python burst into pieces, leaving only the last two.

After each giant python explodes, it will turn into a rain of light, and in that rain of light, there is a ray of green light that quietly flies back to the sword of the smile, which is the origin of the blood of the green-headed snake. It is also the essence of the Green-Headed Snake that is evoked by Xiaolidao's sword.

"Why didn't you fall down?" Xiaoli frowned slightly, Han Yu's toughness exceeded his expectations.

"This servant is physically strong and has a stronger ability to resist poison gas." Xiaoli Dao thought.

After the last two giant pythons were crushed by Han Yu, Xiaolidao no longer had the relaxed expression before. Even if Han Yu had a strong ability to resist poison gas, he wouldn't have fallen down for so long, right?

"Are you waiting for me to be poisoned?" Han Yu looked at Xiaolidao sarcastically.

"What do you mean, are you not poisoned?" Xiaolidao asked in astonishment. Before Han Yu's hearty battle, he simply forgot to defend against poison gas. Xiaolidao thought that Han Yu was poisoned and didn't know it, or Han Yu didn't realize that the smoke was poisonous.

But what Han Yu said now shows that Han Yu knew that it was poisonous gas, and even let the poisonous gas into his body calmly. It only shows that Han Yu is not afraid of this snake venom.

The difficulty of Han Yu far exceeded Xiaolidao's expectations.

"Huh!"

Han Yu didn't speak, and showed his starting method, turning into an aurora and rushing towards Xiaoli's knife. The terrifying aura came surging like a flood, possessing the power of destruction.

"Meteor light!"

Xiaolidao stepped backwards three steps, with a loud shout, the vitality in his body was injected into the sword, and the sword stabbed Han Yu from the air. Suddenly, a sharp beam of light rushed out of the sword, the beam of light was like a meteor across the sky, more like a meteorite hitting the earth, possessing unparalleled destructive power.

A powerful aura radiated from Xiaolidao's shoulders, giving Han Yu a great deal of pressure, making it seem like Han Yu hit the south wall in an instant, and it was difficult to take a step forward.

But the sword light came through quickly.

Meteor Light, one of Xiaolidao's killer features, is a low-level mysterious power.

As soon as Xiaolidao displayed the light of the meteor, Han Yu directly responded with a broken fist.

Meteor's light is known for its sharpness, and Han Yu's punching fist combines defense and attack.

"boom!"

Han Yu's fist slammed into the light of the meteor, like a comet hitting the earth, bursting into endless light. The entire main tomb was instantly shrouded in aurora, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

Suddenly, Xiaolidao only felt a cold neck, and a sword beam placed on his neck, instantly as if he fell into an ice cellar, his whole body stiffened.

When he recovered his vision, Han Yu was already standing in front of him, and the sword beam resting on his neck was Han Yu's finger sword.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the knife stood there in a dazed smile. After a while, a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face, saying: "Han Yu, you really deserve a reputation!"

With a pair of fists, Han Yu laughed and had no power to fight.

"You lost!" Han Yu said coldly.

If he were to be replaced by others, he would definitely be in a different place now, but Xiaolidao was stealing seventy-two, no matter how much he had feelings with Yin Shisan and others, Han Yu would not kill him.

Xiaolidao's face changed again and again, and finally he lowered his head helplessly, and said with a tragic smile: "I will abide by our agreement and will no longer entangle Chu Xuehan."

Han Yu retracted his sword blankly and said, "You can go now."

Xiaolidao glanced at Han Yu, then at the stone room, with a look of regret, but in the end he held a fist at Han Yu and turned away.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Han Yu, is the road you walked really dead?"

The dead end of the fourth-level king's tomb is bound to be fraught with dangers, and Han Yu's ability to come here makes Xiaolidao suspect.