Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 781

Many people think that if Han Yu grows up, he will definitely be more terrifying than Sun Dabao.

Everyone wondered whether the two came from the same place or a random combination on the road. But I heard Sun Dabao call Han Yu so kind, like two brothers. It's just puzzling that the elder brother is also very good, but why is the cultivation base not as high as the younger brother?

At this time everyone discovered that the masked man was not enough to represent Han Yu. Han Yu was full of mysterious aura, and some people began to call Han Yu a mysterious man.

"Dong Xuanwu, what's going on?" Young Master Ziyu Palace, staring at Dong Xuanwu with red eyes, roared.

The people of the Tianchan Sect also looked bad, and they immediately thought that Han Yu was a person of the Jinzhong Sect.

"He is not the person I taught by Jin Zhong!" Dong Xuanwu said gloomily. The person taught by Jin Zhong had already returned, and as a result, they had expected that the whole army was wiped out. What made Dong Xuanwu even more difficult to calm down was that Han Yu actually made him feel threatened.

If this is said, I am afraid that people will laugh out loud. Jin Zhong taught the young generation's first master, one of the four Xiling masters, even felt threatening to a person with a low cultivation base. But Dong Xuanwu was quite sure that this was a threat, a great threat.

"I gave him the slaughter!" The young master of the Purple Feather Palace shouted. He was Wu Zun Jiuzhong's cultivation base. He took the initiative to take the master of the Purple Feather Palace and began to attack Han Yu frantically.

A series of magical powers were displayed by the masters of Wu Zun Yazhong and Wu Zun Jiuzhong, possessing the power of ruining the sky and destroying the earth, destroying a thousand-meter-long mountain with one move, without losing the power of blowing dust. But the mountains in this basin are protected by mysterious powers. They didn't destroy the mountains here, but raised clouds of dust.

Han Yu's body was like a fallen leaf in a strong wind. He was beaten to the east, to the west, to the sky, to the ground, and he couldn't help himself. Han Yu simply ignored it, protected his head with a pattern shield and a vitality shield, and let the people of the Purple Feather Palace bomb wildly.

After a blink of an eye for half an hour, some people in Ziyu Palace were already out of breath, using their magical powers incessantly and intensively, even the masters of Wuzun Eightfold were overwhelmed.

And Han Yu, floating around in the frenzied bombing, was unscathed.

The onlookers were stunned long ago, and what they see today is dreamlike. Strong like Yin Jinchan, Prince Shura, etc., also showed solemn expressions. There was such a person in Xiling, which made them feel the pressure.

On the other battlefield, Sun Dabao single-handedly selected the three masters. Although he was caught up in the wind, the three of them couldn't help him for a while, and they fought extremely hard.

"Boom!"

Han Yu took the opportunity to shoot a Wu Zun eight-fold man seriously injured with one palm.

The people in the Purple Feather Palace are going crazy, Han Yu is just like copper and iron bones. If this continues, they will be defeated by Han Yu.

Time passed by, and another half an hour slipped away. Two Wu Zun eight-fold masters in Ziyu Palace were injured by Han Yu.

From the initial hatred of the people in the Purple Feather Palace, they slowly turned into fear, and the situation has become unfavorable for them.

A strong man at the pinnacle of Wu Zun decisively abandoned Sun Dabao and killed Han Yu.

"Dare to underestimate me!" Sun Dabao was furious, and shook the remaining two people away with a stick, and then rushed towards the man directly.

"Hit the bird stick method!"

Sun Dabao turned the wooden sticks in his hands, and the wooden sticks smashed at the man densely. The man screamed in surprise, and quickly resisted.

"Boom boom..."

The nine sticks smashed down together, and the man used his full strength to block the eight sticks. The last stick hit his lower body, making a scream like a wolf howling, blood flowing across his lower body, staining his crotch red.

Everyone was in a daze, this is really a bird-stick method!

Some men involuntarily covered their genitals, only to feel an inexplicable pain.

The other two masters rushed towards Sun Dabao.

"Hit the crow stick!"

The wooden stick in Sun Dabao's hand smashed at the two of them with a thirteen, smashing their arms and coughing up blood.

Originally, the three of them were worthy of being able to suppress Sun Dabao, and suddenly one of them retreated, instantly letting the victorious Tianping lean towards Sun Dabao, and was beaten by Sun Dabao.

"Run!" shouted the man who had just injured his lower body and fled out of the basin for the first time.

The three masters at the top of the martial arts, together in their heyday, can suppress Sun Dabao. At this time, all three of them are seriously injured, and no one can please anymore.

Suddenly, the people in the Ziyu Palace scattered like a bereavement dog. Sun Dabao held a wooden stick and chased it all the way, feeling quite like chasing sheep. Han Yu also chased behind a group of people and kept killing them.

Everyone can no longer express their current feelings in words. A first-class school, with more than 30 masters, was killed by two people and fell into disarray. It is hard to imagine. The most important thing is that the cultivation base of these two people is not as high as that of the strongest person in the Purple Feather Palace. This is the most terrifying.

"what……"

Suddenly, a scream came out, and a strong man at the peak of Wu Zun was killed by a stick by Sun Dabao.

"These two people are simply evildoers!" Some people exclaimed.

Some people secretly rejoiced, even if they didn't follow this path, or they might have been tragedy. Who would have thought that besides the first-class school, there are such vigorous people.

"Boom..."

A master of Wu Zun eightfold, was bombarded by Han Yu three times in a row, exploded and died.

"Ahhhhh..."

Three screams sounded one after another, Sun Dabao swept out with a stick, and the three were killed at the same time!

At this time, he and Han Yu both chased to the edge of the basin and stopped by coincidence. There were more than 30 masters in Ziyu Palace, only a dozen escaped, and half of them were seriously injured.

Han Yu and Sun Dabao looked at each other. The former smiled faintly, while the latter put the stick on his shoulder and grinned.

"readily!"

Sun Dabao's voice billowed like thunder, and it was profound.

"Big Leopard, gather all their bodies!" Han Yu said loudly.

Just now, one person after another sprinkled blood, the blue dragon in Han Yu's body was very excited, and there was a special physique among them. But Han Yu couldn't be too blatant to select the corpses, gather all the corpses, so that others could not guess what he was going to do.

Sun Dabao didn't know why Han Yu wanted these corpses, but he didn't ask much, and went all the way back, bringing all the corpses back. Han Yu took a piece of clothing and put it on, and began to gather the body as he went back.

Everyone was surprised and inexplicable, what exactly are these two people doing? People are killed, but what else do you put away their bodies? Do you still want to insult the corpse?

Most of the corpses had turned into fly ash. After being gathered together, there were only seven corpses. Fortunately, two of the seven corpses were of special constitution. Han Yu Shi Ran, and put all the corpses away in full view.