Chapter 409: Don't share

Chapter 409
Although Han Yu has become famous in Qinzhou recently, few people know what Han Yu looks like. Seeing Han Yu's attitude, the young man politely bowed his hands and said, "Baihu Villa has always had a legend that the founder of Baihu Villa, that is, the ancestor of the Yun family, is the descendant of ancient sacred beasts, and the blood of the upper sacred beast is flowing in his body. However, everyone does not believe this legend too much, but there is one thing that is true!"
"On the day when Crane in the Cloud was born, a white tiger-shaped floating cloud appeared over the Baihu Villa. It has not been cleared for a long time. Many people heard the tiger's roar from the mouth of the white tiger, as if it were real. I thought that the gods appeared and went to worship! It is said that only when more than 30% of the white tiger blood is flowing in the body, this kind of vision will appear at birth."
Liu Fei asked suspiciously: "Then why have I never heard of it?"
The young man said: "This news was suppressed by the White Tiger Villa. If it weren't for my hometown, I saw it with my own eyes when I was young, I wouldn't be so sure!"
"Really?" Liu Fei still didn't believe it.
"What did I lie to you for?" The young man glanced at Liu Fei. He only felt that it would be a waste of energy to say a word with this kid. He looked at Han Yu and said: "From this time, the high-profile announcement of Baihu Mountain Villa that Yunzhonghe is going to break the record of Old Mu It can be seen that Yunzhonghe must have the blood of the sacred beast and white tiger flowing in his body, otherwise how could he have such a strong confidence? It will not be long before my words can be confirmed."
Han Yu arched his fist to express his gratitude. Han Yu had heard of the fact that the blood of the White Tiger was flowing in the vein of the Yun Clan in the White Tiger Villa, and now it seems to be true. As the largest school in Qinzhou, Baihu Mountain Villa is absolutely impossible to slander. It must be full of confidence in Yunzhonghe.
If more than 30% of the white tiger's blood is flowing in Yunzhonghe's body, coupled with the blessing of his own intelligence and seven times the combat power, it may really be achieved. Han Yu didn't care about his combat power blessing, but Yunzhonghe was stronger than Han Yu. This is a trickier thing for Han Yu.
If he really confronted Yun Zhonghe, Han Yu would really not have the confidence to suppress him.
Yunzhonghe stood on the ring and saw no one to challenge him for a long time. He couldn't help but glanced at the people around the ring with contempt, and said sarcastically, "I Qinzhou has hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, and there are so many talents. Couldn't anyone dare to join the ring? Battle? This is not a decisive battle arena, everyone is just learning, don’t you need to be so timid?"
The crowd whispered suddenly. Those who can enter the ancient battlefield, who are not a bit arrogant, are so unabashedly ridiculed, many people are a bit angry. However, Yun Zhonghe, supported by five times the combat power, is indeed unmatched now.
"Yun Zhonghe, you are bullying people because of your age!" At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and a group of people squeezed the crowd and walked towards the third ring.
The leader, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, had his chin slightly raised when he walked, dismissing nothing.
"Ao Wushuang!" Liu Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and the person here was Ao Wushuang who was the number one genius in Jinyangmen.
"Ao Wushuang, I'm relying on strength to eat here, how come to your mouth, it turned into a deception based on age?" Yun Zhonghe glanced at Ao Wushuang contemptuously.
"Don't you have the blessing of five times the combat power? It seems like there is no one before and after! It is unfortunate that I am also a five times the combat power blessing, and I am not weaker than you. And you are just I'm older than me. I will be stronger than you when I am your age!" Ao Wushuang said with conceit.
Yun Zhonghe's eyes were cold, and he hummed: "Greasy mouth is slippery, I have the ability to come up, I suppress the cultivation base to fight with you, see if I will not slap you to death!"
Before Ao Wushuang could speak, he pressed a big hand on Ao Wushuang's shoulder, stepped forward, and coldly looked at Yun Zhonghe and said, "Young Master Yun, if you are really capable, why not go to the 9th ring, I thought At that time, your opponents will definitely be many, and I will itch my hands and make gestures with you."
Yun Zhonghe sneered and said: "Who do I think? It turned out to be Yu Yanghui who was robbed of his name on the first day. Okay, I'm waiting for you. I hope you will have the courage to come up by then!"
"Senior Brother Yu, why are you stopping me?" Ao Wushuang looked at Yu Yanghui a little unhappy. Although Yu Yanghui has the reputation of being the top master of the younger generation of Jinyangmen, Ao Wushuang disagrees. He believes that he will surpass Yu Yanghui soon, so although he is called a senior, he does not have much respect.
Yu Yanghui frowned and said: "Junior Brother Ao, your cultivation is not as high as the crane in the cloud. You are at a disadvantage if you start with him now."
Ao Wushuang said: "He has already said that suppressing the cultivation base will fight me."
Yu Yanghui shook his head and said, "What if he turns back on the spot?"
Ao Wushuang was speechless for a while.
Yun Zhonghe did not take another look at Yu Yanghui and Ao Wushuang, his eyes sharply passed through the crowd, and he looked at a figure in the crowd. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Little thief Han Yu, come up and die. !"
As for Han Yu's name, no one knows everyone present. Everyone's eyes swept towards Han Yu behind the crowd, and the people who stood in front of Han Yu couldn't help but give way.
"It turns out that he is Han Yu, who killed hundreds of masters in Tianji Pavilion and White Tiger Villa in the Abyss of Sin. I didn't even recognize him!" The youth who explained to Han Yu just now opened his eyes wide and looked at Han in amazement. Yu.
A faintly resentful color flashed in Ao Wushuang's eyes, and he was still worried about losing to Han Yu in the Jinyangmen Trial Ground.
The people in Tianji Pavilion heard Han Yu's name and immediately rushed out of the other ring, looking at Han Yu one by one, wishing to tear Han Yusheng apart.
For a while, the people around Han Yu couldn't help but retreat, for fear of being hurt by Chiyu.
"Han Yu is in the abyss of evil, relied on the power of the sword, no one is invincible, but here, not only is everyone not suppressed by the secret power of evil, but the combat power has also increased geometrically. I am afraid that it will be difficult to fly today!"
"Without other people's hands, Yun Zhonghe can easily kill him with one hand!"
People looked at Han Yu as if they were looking at a dead person. This place is no worse than the abyss of evil, and Han Yu's amulet can't play much role here.
"Huh, little thief Han Yu, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you just broke in. Today I will let you back and forth!" Zhuge Lingtian looked at Han Yu viciously.
Han Yu broke his arm first, blocked the road tightly and snatched his relatives, and then slaughtered the master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. He and Han Yu's hatred was not shared.