Chapter 872 (1/2)
Han Yu swept around, and there were six people in total, one Wu Wang Wu Chong, two Wu Wang Si Chong, and three Wu Wang triple.
The corner of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly, showing a sneer, and said, ”it's too bad to see him in such a few people's eyes to catch me!”
”How arrogant! Kill him!”
”Break him to pieces, shake me up and teach me to be awe!”
The disciples of Tianchan sect were crazy. Han Yu's arrogance, recklessness and ruthlessness made them all angry.
”Well, can't stand it?” Han Yu gave a cold drink. In this world where strength is respected, there will be no sympathy for the weak. At this moment, the people of Tianchan thought that Han Yu was hateful and should be killed.
But when they destroyed the Qiyao gate, the people of Qiyao thought that the people of Tianchan sect were hateful and should be killed.
”Shua!”
Without waiting for the other party to start, Han Yu fell to the ground.
The six members of Tianchan sect followed closely. They received orders to capture alive, but they did not dare to launch fierce attacks.
”Boom...”
Suddenly, the earth trembled.
”BAM Bang Bang...”
The rice in the field burst into fly ash in an instant, and a big flag came out from the ground to meet the storm. Every big flag was raised to a height of 100 Zhang.
The array base refined by Han Yu has been able to automatically change its size.
A total of 18 banners were used to block all directions, from the sky to the ground. Each big flag, like a giant standing, let people see heart trembling.
On the ground and on the flag, black fog rolled and soon blocked out the sun. From the black fog, there was an air of terror, as if the mortal God had just awakened.
”There's an ambush, back off!”
The master of wuchong of King Wu was the first to react and soar to the sky.
”Boom...”
The black fog exploded, and a powerful sword fell down. The meaning of killing people was terrible. As strong as King Wu's five heavy masters, they all felt unable to resist the sword's bombardment, so they quickly dodged.
But in a flash, the whole basin was covered with black fog. From the outside, the black fog seems to have broken through the Jiuyou grottoes.
From the dark fog, the killing Spirit sent out, which made the disciples of Tianchan sect in the core area feel palpitating.
”Whew, whew...”
In the black fog, the sword awn roared, sharp and piercing. Then there were several screams.
The three masters of the three kings of martial arts were vulnerable to a single blow. In a flash, they were pierced by the sword like a rainstorm meteor, and died by thousands of swords.
Han Yu is so cruel that he will never die with Tianchan.
Inside the Tianchan sect, countless figures of Taoism rushed out. Even the top level of Tianchan sect could not calm down.
”Boom, boom...” One after another, the supernatural powers bombarded the xuansha array of Beiming. As a result, even the masters of Wuwang's six levels were instantly digested by the xuansha array of Beiming, and there was no way they could do anything about it.
There is no absolute strong to break the battle, no matter how many people for the northern hell xuansha array, there is no threat.
Another scream spread out, a king of martial four master can not hold on, was the terror of the sword to pieces. In a flash, only two people were left in the array.