Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 772

"My brother, listen to my old brother's advice and go back with us. There are people guarding the intersection with the Admiralty Sect, you can't get in!" the old man kindly persuaded.

"Yes, I heard that Dong Xuanwu has already cultivated the magical powers of the Golden Bell Sect and the Golden Bell Sacred Mantle to the point where he can reach the peak. No one under the Wu King can break its law body. It's his opponent." Another person advised.

"Can no one under Wu Wang be able to break it?" Han Yu raised his brows, and it seemed that he was like this, and he suddenly became interested in Dong Xuanwu. He clasped his fists and said, "A few of you go first, I'll go and see."

Han Yu stopped staying, and quickly went inside.

"Brother, don't go!"

"What do you care about him? The words are clear enough, and he will regret it when he falls like us. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world, let's go!"

A group of people left quickly.

Flying in Phoenix Mountain will become a very conspicuous target, so Han Yu has been walking through the forest. Because this is the path reserved by Phoenix Mountain, no monsters were encountered on the road.

Although Han Yu didn't know which way to go in before, but with his power of observation, he could find the right way from human footprints.

Han Yu went all the way and met some people who had escaped. They talked about the discoloration of Jin Zhongjiao and Dong Xuanwu, and many people persuaded Han Yu to go back.

When approaching a gorge, Han Yu saw a group of people guarding the gorge. Everyone was serving in pale yellow robes, with a bell-shaped logo embroidered on the top of his heart, who belonged to the Admiralty Sect.

At the mouth of the gorge, the ground has been stained red with blood, and in the woods on both sides, there are some dead bodies lying all around.

Han Yu was quite upset in his heart. These first-class people really didn't take everyone's lives in their eyes. Han Yu didn't hide anything, and walked over in a swaggering manner. He wanted to see how capable the people of Jin Zhong taught.

"Hey, here's another one who is not afraid of death!" Han Yucai walked into the sight of the people of Jin Zhongjiao, and everyone was refreshed, as if a hungry wolf saw the meat.

They are stuck here, but the past few days have been fruitful.

The people of the non-first-class sects who can enter here can be regarded as powerful and rich, richer than their first-class disciples.

They are now in love with the blockade. An individual came forward and gave them wealth, making them all as if they were beaten up.

"Don't you meet those who are going back on the road?" A young man in his early twenties, looking at the sky, asked indefinitely.

This person is only Wu Zun's triple cultivation base, if he hadn't had the status of a first-class disciple, it would be impossible to walk into Phoenix Mountain.

"I saw it!" Han Yu said lightly.

"That's good, do you know our rules?" the young man asked.

"I don't know!" Han Yu answered without pain or itching.

"Hey, it's an itchy skin again." The young man then looked at Han Yu, pointed at the dead body on the roadside, and said with an indifferent expression: "You see? Don't follow our rules, this is an example!"

Han Yu said: "What are your rules, I really don't know."

The young man said: "Hand over the cosmic bag and get out of yourselves, so as not to be beaten up; if you don't want to hand it over, beaten up; those who dare to resist are just like them!"

The young man pointed to the dead body beside the road.

Han Yu said: "Coincidentally, my rules here are similar to yours."

The young man's face became cold and asked, "What rules?" He had already seen that Han Yu wanted to resist.

Han Yu said, "Hand over the Universe Bag on your body to make a way to avoid being beaten; you don't want to hand it over, and you don't want to give way, and beaten up; dare to resist, just like them!"

Han Yu also pointed to the dead body on the side of the road, speaking in a decent way.

A middle-aged man walked behind, aside the young man, and snorted coldly: "The tone is quite big, it seems that you have chosen the third one!"

This middle-aged man is a master of Wu Zun eight layers, he is the most powerful person here, it seems that masters such as Dong Xuanwu feel that the cleaning is almost done, and leave first.

Han Yu's body shook, Wu Zun's four-fold aura erupted, and said, "Then which one do you choose?"

"Haha..."

All of a sudden, there was a burst of laughter. They didn't expect that a man full of arrogance would be so weak.

"Do you think he wears a mask, pretending to be mysterious and scary?"

"Damn, I'm really scared to death, how can there be such a mysterious and powerful person!"

The people taught by Jin Zhong directly laughed, and Han Yu's dress, coupled with the previous words, made them a little vigilant. They thought they were a difficult guy, but they suddenly showed up.

Wu Zun Fourfold, it was the person with the lowest cultivation level they encountered here.

"How about, are you scared? Give you a chance to hand over all the Qiankun bags to avoid the suffering of flesh and blood!" Han Yu said. Quite a few newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, sitting in the sky.

The person taught by Jin Zhong directly laughed and his stomach hurts, wondering who this person is, very silly and naive.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Yu pretended to be surprised.

"Naturally laugh at you, boy, how did you get here? Didn't you sneak in?" The middle-aged man patted Han Yu on the shoulder, tears bursting into his eyes.

"What's so funny about me?" Han Yu continued to pretend.

"Boom!" The breath of the middle-aged man erupted suddenly, and then it slapped Han Yu like a flood. Han Yu kicked backwards seven or eight steps, he staggered and almost fell, and he saw it. Alien-like exclaimed, "You...you are Wu Zun eightfold cultivation base?"

"Hey, do you know how ridiculous you are?" the middle-aged man said, quite a bit of a superior posture.

"No... isn't it just Wu Zun Eightfold? There is... what's great!" Han Yu stammered, his body still trembling.

This look gives people a kind of fear in my heart, but I feel like I have to pretend to be forced.

And after Han Yu's trouble, the people of Jin Zhongjiao did not care about Han Yu at all, and even had a heart to play with Han Yu.

"Really? Isn't Wu Zun Eightfold great, but Wu Zun Fourfold is great? Ah? Haha..." The middle-aged man raised his head and laughed.

It is inevitable to be boring to fight all the time. Suddenly, such a weird thing and so cute appeared, he was a little reluctant to kill Han Yu at once, and prepared to keep it for a slow play.

Han Yu looked like he wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to escape, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I don't think you have anything great, dare you let me give you a punch and try again. What? I can still beat you to death with one punch!"