Chapter 872: Arrogant capital

Chapter 872: Arrogant Capital
Han Yu swept around, and a total of six people came, one Wuwang fivefold, two Wuwang fourfold, and three Wuwang threefold.
The corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer, and said: "So few people come to grab the little master, and they don't look at the little master!"
"Too arrogant, kill him!"
"Split him into thousands of pieces, so I can teach you!"
The disciples of the Tianchan Sect were crazy, and Han Yu's arrogance, unbridledness, and iron-blooded ruthlessness made them all angry.
"Huh, can't stand it anymore?" Han Yu shouted coldly. In this world where strength is respected, the weak will not have sympathy. At this moment, the people of Tianchan thought that Han Yu was hateful and should be killed.
But when they destroyed the Qiyao Gate, why didn't the people at the Qiyao Gate think that the people of their Tian Chan Sect were hateful and deserve to be killed.
"Huh!"
Before the other party could do anything, Han Yu fell towards the ground.
The six members of the Tianchan sect followed closely. They received the order to capture them alive, and did not dare to launch a fierce attack.
"boom……"
Suddenly, the earth trembled.
"Boom boom..."
The rice in the fields burst into flying ash in an instant, and the flag broke out from the ground one by one, facing the storm. Every big banner was raised to a hundred feet high.
The base of Han Yu's refining can already be automatically changed in size.
A total of 18 flags, blocking all sides, heaven and earth. Every banner is like a giant standing, making people feel heart-shattered.
On the ground and on the flags, the black mist rolled, quickly covering the sky and the sun. From the black mist, a terrifying murderous air radiated, as if a peerless killing had just awakened.
"There is an ambush, go back!"
Wu Wang's five-layer master was the first to react and rushed to the sky.
"Boom..."
The black mist exploded, and a shocking sword light smashed down, desperate to kill. Experts as strong as King Wu's five layers felt that they could not resist Jian Mang's bombardment and quickly dodged.
In a blink of an eye, the entire basin was shrouded in black mist. From the outside, the black mist was turbulent, as if it had opened up the Nine Nether Demons.
From the black mist, the killing air radiated, so that the disciples of Tian Chan teaching far away in the core area were throbbing.
"Shoo, hoo..."
Within the black mist, the sword glow whizzed sharply. Immediately afterwards, several screams sounded.
The three masters of the three martial kings were not able to withstand a single blow. In a flash, they were pierced by the torrential rain and meteor-like sword energy, and they were pierced to death by ten thousand swords.
Everyone in the Tian Chan Sect is afraid, Han Yu is too cruel, this is the point where he wants to be immortal with the Tian Chan Sect.
Inside the Tianchan Sect, countless figures rushed out quickly, even the high level of the Tianchan Sect could not calm down.
"Boom boom boom..." One after another, the magical powers bombarded the Beiming Xuansha formation. As a result, even the masters of the sixth layer of the Wuwang, the magical powers they played were suddenly digested by the Beiming Xuansha formation, so why didn't they score anything. .
There is no absolute powerhouse to break the formation, no matter how many people there is no threat to the Beiming Xuansha formation.
Another scream came out, and a master of Wu Wang's fourth layer couldn't hold on, and his body was shattered by the terrifying sword light. Only two people were left in the big formation.
"Yin Shouyi, if you don't want everyone in it to die, give me the little horn." Han Yu's voice sounded.
The masters of the Tian Chan Sect were looking for Han Yu's traces and wanted to kill Han Yu, but Han Yu's people were hidden in the big formation, they couldn't help it.
"Little thief Han Yu, you dare to make terms with us. Even if the gods come today, the old man will keep your soul in purgatory forever!" The voice of the great elder rang.
"boom……"
In the core area of ​​the Tianchan Sect, a horrible blue light blasted up into the sky, dyeing all the burning clouds in the sky blue. The Great Elder started.
"You can do it if you have the ability!" Han Yu flew out of the big formation.
The master of Tianchan sect suddenly rushed over like a hungry wolf seeing the meat, but only after a few steps, he stopped abruptly, never daring to move forward. Because Han Yu is holding a person in his hand, this person is the Yin Yimeng who Tianchan has been looking for recently.
"Huh!" An old man appeared from Baizhang away, as if he appeared out of thin air.
The old man was wearing a white robe, his hair and beard were gray, his complexion was ruddy, and his eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, gleaming with cold light. The breath on his body was like the ocean churning, terrifying, and he was actually an eight-fold powerhouse of King Wu.
This person is no one else, but Qi Haokong, the great elder of the Tianchan Sect.
"Child, what do you want?" Qi Haokong asked angrily. Han Yu went to the door to kill them and caught them off guard. Now that Yin Yimeng is still in Han Yu's hands, it is even more difficult to deal with.
Yin Yimeng is no better than others, but is the granddaughter of the leader Yin Shouyi and the younger sister of Yin Jinchan, the future successor of the Tianchan Sect. His identity is detached and cannot be lost.
"Stop it for me!" Han Yu swept around, and there were many people bombarding the Beiming Xuansha formation.
"Stop!" Qi Haokong ordered, now it seems that Han Yu has been caught by seven inches. With a discussing tone, he said, "I told them to stop, let go of Yin Yimeng!"
At this time, Yin Yimeng was asleep and looked extremely poor, making Qi Haokong even more afraid to move.
"Tell Yin Shouyi that old Wangba to get out!" Han Yu shouted.
Yin Shouyi didn't show up all the time, making him extremely angry.
"Little thief, do you dare to insult the leader!" one roared, murderously.
"Shut up!" Han Yu scolded. The man never dared to reply again.
Suddenly, a sound and shadow fell silently from behind Han Yu at an unpredictable speed.
"Shit!" Han Yu did not hesitate to tear off Yin Yimeng's left hand, blood spattered, and the heart-piercing screams made people horrified after hearing it.
The figure stopped abruptly, and never dared to step forward. After stopping, everyone could see his true face. He looked exactly like Qi Haokong, with a faint blue light emitting from his body, like a gem carved. This is the incarnation of Qi Haokong.
As long as you reach the realm of King Wu, you can cultivate an incarnation, that is, a clone. Some people in the Martial King realm can practice, and some can't.
"Put away your dirty methods!" Han Yu looked at Qi Haokong coldly. The power of his soul is always paying attention to the movement of the grass in the 30,000-square-meter range around him, and he wants to sneak attack him.
Qi Haokong trembled violently, and roared, "Han Yu, let me have a dream beforehand."
After Yin Yimeng cried out in pain, he passed out again.
Han Yu sneered: "Joke, I let her go, will you spare me?"
Qi Haokong quickly said: "Han Yu, the promise made by Qi Haokong, the world can learn from!"
Han Yu cursed mercilessly: "What you say by someone who teaches Tian Chan is just fart!"
Qi Haokong's face turned blue and white, but for a while, there was nothing to do with Han Yu.
Han Yu looked in the direction of Tianchan Sect and yelled, "Yin Shouyi, I will give you ten breaths, otherwise you will just wait for Yin Yimeng to collect the body!"