Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 747

"Although Yin Yimeng has been wronged here, there is not much damage. According to the previous style of Tianchan, it is only necessary to seek justice for Yin Yimeng. It will not be so strong to destroy the Qiyaomen. "An Yifei analyzed.

"Did they look at the ancient ruins and want to own them?" Han Yu changed his color slightly. He also wanted to find a chance to explore the ancient ruins. If they fell into the hands of the Tianchan Sect, there would be almost no chance.

"It should be true. Yin Yimeng appeared here. It should have received news about ancient ruins. At this time, it is a god-given opportunity to forcibly occupy the ancient ruins." An Yi Fei said.

"Little friend Han Yu, come here." At this moment, a gentle voice came from the crane.

Han Yu flew over, stopped ten feet away from the crane, hugged his fists at the crane, and asked, "What's the order of the senior?"

Xianhe said: "I am grateful for the little friend to help my lady, please follow us back to the Zen Buddhism, and I will certainly thank you again and again."

Han Yu glanced at Yin Yimeng. Yin Yimeng's face was cold and could not see the slightest gratitude.

Han Yu's heart moved, Yin Yimeng must have told the crane about Han Yu's performance in the ancient ruins. He wanted to keep Han Yu, and when he went to explore the ancient ruins again, he would use Han Yu.

Han Yu was a little sullen, unexpectedly Yin Yimeng turned his face and refused to recognize him. But with the crane here, Han Yu didn't dare to act rashly, saying: "Senior is polite, we are just helping each other, there is no one who owes whom."

Xianhe said: "You can't say that, it's just that. When I finish the business here, you will go with us."

Han Yu's face changed slightly, is this going to take him away forcibly? An Yifei also heard the overtones in Xianhe's words, and his face became rather ugly.

Xianhe said: "Why, don't the little friends want it?"

Han Yu has the urge to scold the sky, but he can only temporarily suppress his anger, saying: "It's a great honor."

The crane nodded with satisfaction, and said, "That's good!"

Xianhe turned to look in the direction of Qiyao Gate, and stopped paying attention to Han Yu.

Han Yu glanced at Yin Yimeng's back and couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.

"Brother Han, if you take the opportunity to leave, I will stop them!" An Yi Fei said.

"Can you stop this crane?" Han Yu smiled bitterly, and the crane could blow An Yi to death with a single breath.

"Although I can't stop it, it dare not hurt me." An Yifei said confidently.

"Oh?" Han Yu's eyes lit up, and the crane would destroy the Qiyao Gate if he didn't agree. An Yifei still dared to say that the crane did not dare to hurt him, which shows that his origin is not simple.

Originally, Han Yu thought An Yifei and Yin Yimeng knew each other, and didn't think about the origin of An Yifei. Now it seems that An Yifei also comes from some first-class power.

Han Yu asked, "You came here for the ancient ruins, right?"

An Yifei shook his head and said, "I'm purely experienced." Han Yu could see that An Yifei didn't lie.

Han Yu said, "I understand your kindness. Although the crane dare not hurt you, can you stop it?"

An Yifei blushed suddenly, and said ashamed: "I think it's too simple."

Han Yu patted An Yifei on the shoulder and said no more.

Time passed quietly, and the people at the Qi Yaomen did not leave, as if they were waiting for someone. The crane didn't say a word, quietly carrying Yin Yimeng and looking at the Qiyao Gate.

When the half-hour deadline was about to come, a cyan beam of light suddenly hit the sky at the back of the Qiyao Gate, shook the clouds in the sky and suppressed the sun's rays. Between heaven and earth, it seems that only the beam of light remains.

"The master of the gate is out, we are saved!" The disciple of the Qiyao gate, looking at the beam of light that shocked the sky, shouted with excitement and burst into tears. They didn't leave, they just waited for the master to come out and finally waited.

In the distance, Jia Zhengjing looked at this beam of light, shocked.

"I didn't expect Yun Lesheng to take that step!"

However, no matter how lively the Qiyao Gate was, the crane remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

"Naughty animal, how dare you come to my Qiyao Gate to be presumptuous!"

A majestic and domineering voice, like a nine-day rushing thunder, rolling in. The wind and clouds change color, and the mountains tremble.

"How strong is this? Why do I feel that as long as he wants, just a roar can shake us to death!" An Yifei was shocked.

"I don't know, very strong!" Han Yu's eyes were piercing, staring motionlessly at the beam of light.

Suddenly, the beam of light disappeared, and a white-robed old man stepped into the air. This was a fairy-wind elder, a slender old man, a fairy-wind elder, calm and unhurried.

There seemed to be a way to shrink the ground into an inch. Every step you took could be hundreds of feet away. It seemed to be pacing slowly, but in a blink of an eye it was in front of the Qi Yaomen.

"See the master!"

The people of Qiyaomen all knelt down on one knee in the void, shouting loudly, and their voices rushed into the sky.

At this moment, there is no fear, some are boundless fighting spirit and self-confidence.

"Huh!"

The white-robed old man looked at the crane, and his eyes shot out two substantive rays of light. Where the rays of light passed, the void trembled, forming a horrible whirlwind.

The people of Qiyaomen stood up together, looked at the cranes, each glaring at him.

The crane snorted indifferently, and when his eyes reached thirty feet away, he disappeared automatically.

"The mere mere king of Wu Yizhong, engaged in such a big battle, people who don't know think you are the first heavy of Wu Huang." Xianhe said sarcastically.

Han Yu was shocked, what cultivation level is the crane? Is it so strong that it doesn't even look at the masters of King Wu Yizhong?

"I didn't expect Qi Yaomen to have such a master, who can directly advance to the first-class school!" An Yifei sighed. In Wuzhou, there is a clear rule for the classification of the martial arts. As long as there is a strong man in the martial arts level, you can be promoted to the first-class martial arts. The Qiyaomen meets this requirement.

"The peak of the demon commander! It's really not easy to cultivate to such a realm. It's a pity that you are dead today!" Yun Lesheng said indifferently.

Although the sound was not as shocking as it was just now, there was a kind of kingly air in it, which made people dare not despise it.

This is a master of the Wuwang level, with a king style in every move. Even if the monster at the peak of the demon general, its combat power can be said to be no weaker than that of the Wuwang First Heavy, it still dismissed it.

The king is domineering and fearless!

"Hmph, it's your Qiyaomen that killed you!" The crane responded strongly without flinching.

At this time, Yin Yimeng jumped off the crane's back and fluttered back. Whether it is the monster at the peak of the demon general or the strongman at the first level of the king, they can raise their hands to destroy the mountains and the ground, and non-ordinary people can resist.

On the other side, the people of the Qi Yaomen quickly retreated. This level of battle is not something that ordinary people can intervene. Even the masters of Wu Zun Jiuzhong will back down.

Although Wu Zun Jiu Zhong and Wu Wang Yi Chong are separated by a line, this line is like a chasm. King Wu, the king of the world, is a thousand miles away!