Chapter 1073 Fighting Blood Slaves

The blood slave is a puppet refined by Yu Feiyang. His puppets are different from ordinary puppets. They are nourished by him with his own blood all year round. As his cultivation level increases, the combat power of blood slaves will also increase. In terms of combat power, it is like his own incarnation, but it is different from the incarnation.

The destruction of the avatar hurt the source, but the killing of the blood slave had no effect on Yu Feiyang at all.

It can be seen from the formed figures that there are a total of nine blood slaves.

"Han Yu, I have a hundred ways to deal with you." Yu Feiyang said proudly.

Han Yu snorted heavily and killed for nine days.

"Go, I want to live!" Yu Feiyang gave an order, and the nine blood slaves suddenly opened their eyes, as if they had life in an instant, and rushed towards Han Yu together.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his finger, Han Yu killed one of the Blood Slaves with a pattern bullet. The blood slaves have no thoughts of their own at all, they will only follow Yu Feiyang's instructions and carry out brutal killings. When the array projectile hits, his reaction is not to dodge, but to destroy. Without even thinking about it, he punched the patterned projectile.

"Snapped……"

The pattern was broken, and the great mountain inside was manifested, and the blood slave was hit straight, and flew out of the sky.

At the same time, the other two blood slaves were also blown away by the remaining two array bullets, and their bodies were torn apart.

Yu Feiyang didn't care at all. Even if three of the nine blood slaves died, there would be six more, which would be enough to kill Han Yu.

"Whoosh..."

A blood slave came up close and directly clawed at Han Yu's heart.

Han Yu's eyes turned cold, and he punched him in the chest.

"Bang, chi..."

The blood slave got a punch from Han Yu, and Han Yu got a claw from the blood slave. The blood slave's chest was split open, but no blood flowed out, and there was no expression on his face. After stopping, he came to kill Han Yu again.

Han Yu glanced at the scratches on his heart. If he hadn't been physically strong, the claws just now would definitely grab a piece of flesh.

"These puppets don't know pain, so you can't touch them head-on!" After a confrontation, Han Yu knew the characteristics of the blood slave. Relying on his excellent body skills, he shuttled back and forth among the blood slaves.

Han Yu also discovered a characteristic of blood slaves, that is, they cannot use supernatural powers and can only fight in close quarters. Han Yu directly performed the fire dragon sky dance, knocking all the blood slaves away with one move.

The fire dragon dances all over the sky, the most suitable is a big melee.

"Some puppets want to deal with me too, you think me too simply!" Han Yu killed Yu Feiyang.

"Hmph, it's too early to be happy!" Yu Feiyang stood motionless on the spot, sneering again and again.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The blood slave who was beaten into the air came to kill again. Even a Blood Slave who was knocked into the air by the pattern bullet before flew back, his arms were destroyed, his chest was shattered, and only half of his head was left, but he still rushed towards Han Yu meaninglessly.

Han Yu played another fire dragon dance, the fire dragon swung its tail, and swept away the six blood slaves, and the half-destroyed blood slave exploded directly into a rain of blood. But one of the blood slaves avoided the fire dragon Mantianwu and killed Han Yu.

"Bang bang bang..."

Han Yu unleashed a broken punch, instead of a frenzied head-to-head collision, after more than 20 moves, the blood slave's hands were abolished by Han Yu, and Han Yu was also wounded in eight places by the blood slave.

The blood slave whose hands were abolished still used his mouth, feet and Han Yu to kill him.

"go to hell!"

Han Yu punched the blood slave hard on the chest, and with all his strength, the vitality melted into the blood slave's body like a river bursting a bank.

"boom……"

In the process of flying backwards, the blood slave exploded. There are five blood slaves left, come to kill again.

These five blood slaves were injured twice by Huolongmantianwu, all of them were injured to varying degrees, but each of them was like flying into the fire, unless they were smashed, they would not stop.

Han Yu frowned slightly. Since the war, he has consumed a lot. It is extremely unfavorable for these blood slaves to continue to entangle.

"Hahaha... Han Yu, now you know how powerful blood slaves are? They may not kill you, but they can consume you to death!" Yu Feiyang laughed, extremely proud.

"Don't get complacent too early, let's see how I can break you puppets!" Han Yu's face showed a ruthless expression, he didn't use his supernatural powers, nor did he use his vitality, he rushed towards a blood slave, raised his fist Head-to-head, relying entirely on physical strength.

"Hmph, idiot, the blood slave's body has undergone my special refinement. It is harder than ordinary middle-level king's soldiers, and it doesn't know pain. Comparing with their body is asking for trouble." Before Yu Feiyang finished speaking, his face turned pale It's a slight change.

Han Yu and a blood slave had eighteen punches. Although Han Yu's fist was worn out, there was no serious problem. On the other hand, the blood slave's hands were shattered.

"This..." Yu Feiyang was dumbfounded. He had tried Han Yu's power in melee combat just now, but at that time Han Yu used Po Fist. He only thought that Han Yu's fist was powerful, but he didn't expect that Han Yu's physical body was also powerful. So scary.

"Crack..."

Han Yu turned into a ghost and wandered around the blood slave, and soon the joints of the blood slave's arms and feet were smashed by Han Yu, and the blood slave fell down the mountain, unable to stand up again.

Han Yu found a way to deal with the blood slave.

Yu Feiyang couldn't stand anymore. Although the blood slave is powerful, he is still just a puppet. Once his feet and hands are useless, he loses his combat power.

"Plop..."

Another blood slave was crippled by Han Yu with both hands and feet, and fell into the mountain. Although he screamed and screamed, he couldn't stand up, couldn't move, and couldn't pose a threat to Han Yu.

There are three blood slaves left.

Han Yu kept wandering around, leading the three blood slaves in an area, quickly trapped the three blood slaves together in a trap, and then decisively performed the fire dragon dance. This time the firepower was concentrated, and the three blood slaves were killed It was smashed into pieces, and the crisis of the blood slave was lifted.

Han Yu looked at Yu Feiyang coldly, and said, "Don't play these useless tricks, use your best ability!"

Yu Feiyang snorted and said, "I said before, I have a hundred ways to deal with you, and the blood slave is just one of them!"

With a thought in Han Yu's mind, the brilliance of the Qiankun bag flashed, and a broken sword quietly appeared in his hand. The broken sword was only four feet long, and it was full of rust. It looked like a piece of scrap iron.

Han Yu's Cosmos Bag was refined from the materials he collected himself. Its level is equivalent to that of a low-level king's soldier, and it can store the broken sword of a middle-level king's soldier.

Holding the broken sword in his hand, Han Yu's fighting spirit surged to the sky for a while, and he said, "Then let me learn about your remaining methods!"

The vitality under Han Yu's feet swelled and shook, and he soared into the sky. The whole person is like a divine sword coming out of the body, showing its sharpness.

Yu Feiyang glanced at the broken sword in Han Yu's hand, curled his lips in disdain. The blood mist rolled quickly, and the whole person was completely integrated into the blood mist. From the blood mist, a terrifying python emerged. It looked up to the sky and screamed, as if it had the ability to swallow the sky, and bit Han Yu with one bite.