Divine Venerate of Martial Dao

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Chapter 1171

The people inside are divided into 4 camps, standing in the 4 directions of East, West, North, and South on the stone platform.

To the east, there is a black clothed man standing with 2 swords on his back. One sword has a black hilt, and another sword has a white hilt. The slender figure is thin, and the whole person is like a Divine Sword with a mouth. , Showing off one’s ability. Although Han Yu has never seen this person, he can guess his identity, Everlasting Palace Holy Son.

To the south, there is a white clothed man standing, gentle and gentle, giving people a tepid feeling. It is Zhao Family Junjie Zhao Mingchen.

To the west, there is a woman wearing a seven-color robe, with seven colors light exuding her body, just like a Phoenix who is about to reborn from the ashes at any time, her hair is high and protruding, with Phoenix gold hairpin inserted, she is dressed noble, like Empress. Wearing a golden mask on his face, only a pair of majestic red phoenix eyes are exposed, with a look of eight sides.

Han Yu didn’t recognize this person.

To the north, there is a Linglong Bao car parked. It is the car of the Wuliang Holy Land Saintess Yu 1000 pair. You don’t need to think about it. It must be the Yu 1000 pair inside.

4 people, representing 4 forces and 4 forces. Although their temperament have nothing common with each other, each is Dragons Among Humans Phoenix. Everyone exudes powerful pressure, and a terrifying confrontation has begun invisibly.

The moment Han Yu entered the palace, the 6 line of sight swept towards him.

The 6 line of sight did not come from those 4 people, but came from behind Wuji Holy Son (Everlasting Palace Holy Son) and Zhao Mingchen.

Pang Xuan and Lu Chenhao hid behind Wuji Holy Son, and Pang Xuan looked towards Han Yu, almost dripping with gloom. At this moment she was sitting cross-legged to heal her injuries, and Lu Chenhao had passed out.

Burn Bloodline Strength, leaving terrifying repercussions. A royal body with a promising future, fell into a mortal body in one day.

Behind Zhao Mingchen are two acquaintances of Han Yu, Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang.

looked towards Han Yu’s gaze, also full of hostility. The two siblings came to Han Yu involuntarily.

As for the four people, only Zhao Mingchen glanced at Han Yu, the others didn’t even look at Han Yu.

There are 8 people in the entire Fifth Layer palace.

“Surnamed Han, you are so overestimate one’s capabilities, can you come in this place too?” Zhao Mingguang sarcastically said.

“Can you come in, why cannot I?” Han Yu responded strongly.

Zhao Mingguang’s face trembled. He was able to enter here entirely because of Zhao Mingchen, otherwise with his strength, he would not be qualified to enter.

“Han Yu, Hua Luocan supported you last time and let you escape a disaster, this time I see who can support you!” Zhao Mingxi said coldly.

On that beautiful face, there was a sullen color, which was really not beautiful.

“Only you?” Han Yu curl one’s lip, slowly walking towards the two people step by step.

“hong long! ”

The breath on his body, like a volcanic eruption, burst out instantly. Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang were photographed upright, groaned one after another, and hurriedly backed away.

“Martial King 8th Layer?” Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang both stared wide-eyed, looking at Han Yu incredulously.

Even Zhao Mingchen turned his head and looked towards Han Yu, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

“shua!”

Suddenly, two substantive gazes were shot from the Linglong treasure car, and it was obvious that Yu 2 pair inside was also surprised.

But soon, that gaze dissipated, and Yu 1000 pair did not express anything.

Zhao Mingchen turned his head back, and said nothing.

As for Wuji Holy Son and the woman with the golden mask, they still didn’t even look at Han Yu. Even if Han Yu showed a good cultivation base, he couldn’t get into their eyes.

The complexion of Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang became ugly. They came out this time, and each of them got a Sovereign soldier as a magic weapon for body protection. They thought they could vent their evil spirits well, but Han Yu’s cultivation base had surpassed them. . In this way, even if they have Sovereign’s armor, I am afraid they are not Han Yu’s opponents.

With two siblings, it’s not a matter of moving in or retreating.

Zhao Mingxi feels the most uncomfortable. She is one of the top ten in Zhao Family. Although ranked at the bottom, she is also named a genius.

The previous defeat was in Han Yu’s hands, because Han Yu used Sovereign’s soldiers, she didn’t care. But in just a few months, Han Yu went from being lower than her cultivation base to being higher than her, which made her unacceptable.

“Come back.” Zhao Mingchen called.

He played against Han Yu and knew how good Han Yu was. Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang are not Han Yu’s opponents.

Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang’s complexion changed, and finally they returned unwillingly.

Even if they completely hate Han Yu, even look down on Han Yu, but in the face of absolute strength, they have to lower their proud heads.

Han Yu glanced at Zhao Mingchen faintly, then slowly moved his eyes to Pang Xuan.

Pang Xuan still stared at Han Yu very bitterly. At this time, there was no fear, and the corner of her mouth still had a cruel sneer.

Han Yu walked towards Pang Xuan slowly. Wuji Holy Son made him feel the pressure, but this person must kill.

“Shua!” Suddenly, Wuji Holy Son turned his head and looked towards Han Yu, shooting 2 sharp rays of light in his eyes. In its eyes, the word energy is evolving, one deriving into 3 dao, 3 dao deriving into 9 dao…After deriving into countless dao, it returns to one again, and so on.

People don’t dare to stare into his eyes, it seems that those sword glow can wipe out human souls.

This is a terrifying person!

But Han Yu is not afraid, looking at Wuji Holy Son indifferently, step by step walks away.

“In front of the Holy Son, do you still want to kill?” Wuji Holy Son coldly said, his voice was colder than his sword.

“No matter who wants to protect her, she will die!” Han Yu replied in a deep voice, his imposing manner getting stronger and stronger.

“Hmph, overestimate one’s capabilities!” Zhao Mingguang sneered again and again, Wuji Holy Son’s terrifying, it is recognized, if the hands and feet fight is really let go, there are probably few who can fight Wuji Holy Son.

Han Yu dared to provoke Wuji Holy Son openly, which is undoubtedly courting death.

While Han Yu was speaking, he put away the Broken Sword. This action brightened the eyes of the woman wearing the golden mask.

Han Yu This is showing his attitude, even if you are the Promise Holy Son, I can fight you without the help of foreign object.

Promise Holy Son is at the top of the younger generation pyramid, and Han Yu is such a powerful self-confidence.

Zhao Mingxi, Zhao Mingguang, and Pang Xuan are snort disdainfully. In their opinion, Han Yu’s move is not self-confidence, but arrogant and conceited.

“The saddest thing in a person’s life is to not see how many catties and how many taels!” Zhao Mingxi made no secret of irony.

“Get lost!”

Wuji Holy Son spit out a word in a low voice without any movement, but this word seemed to contain infinite power. Suddenly, the surrounding area was violent wind erupted, and a sharp splitting the air sound sounded like a meteorite across the sky.