Chapter 1332 Killing God

Feng Kunxiang, who was in a gentle mood, couldn't help but secretly scolded Han Yu for being ignorant and overthinking himself. In a rage, let go of it.

Han Yu used all his strength to run towards Wuya Mountain.

Everyone was stunned. They thought that Han Yu was uttering wild words and wanted to fight Su Yuan in a daze, but they turned around and ran away.

"Even if he escapes, can he escape from the palm of Wuhuang Jiuzhong's master?" Countless people shook their heads, Han Yu was digging his own grave.

Su Yuan roared, with his long hair flying, he strode to catch up with Han Yu, and quickly caught up behind Han Yu, and slapped him with his palm.

Qin Le, Ye Xunhua and others raised their hearts to their throats in an instant. Who can save Han Yu at this time.

Han Yu turned around and punched Su Yuan's palm without hesitation.

"The mayhem shakes the tree!" Countless people sighed. No matter how powerful Han Yu's combat power is, how could he possibly be Su Yuan's opponent.

Su Yuan originally wanted to transform into a palm world, but found that his vitality could not be used at all, so he woke up and entered the ten-mile range of Wuya Mountain. But don't be afraid, with his cultivation base, no matter how deep he goes, nothing will happen.

At this time, the light of the small animal tooth that Han Yu wore around his neck became a little stronger, making Su Yuan's eyes shine brightly.

"Boom!"

Han Yu's fist collided heavily with Su Yuan's palm, and the contempt on Su Yuan's face froze instantly, and a force rushed towards his arm like a flood, making his whole arm numb instantly, and his feet couldn't help themselves Yes, stepped back and went away.

Han Yu sneered, and with a sudden force on his feet, like a leopard pounced, his fists bombarded out like a violent storm.

"Papa papa..."

In the blink of an eye, the two hit more than ten times, and Su Yuan staggered backwards, somewhat unable to withstand Han Yu's attack.

"The strong man of Wuhuang Jiuzhong was suppressed and beaten by Han Yu. How is this possible? Am I right?" Countless people were in disbelief, and many people began to rub their eyes, thinking that they had misread.

"Wuya Mountain's ten-mile range can suppress cultivation, and anyone can instantly degenerate into an ordinary person, who can only exert physical strength!" An old master explained the reason.

Feng Kunxiang's expression became cloudy and he looked at Han Yu in a daze. Now he finally knew why Han Yu was so arrogant.

"The master of Wuhuang Jiuzhong, his limbs and internal organs have all entered the Tao, and his physical body has become extremely terrifying. How can he be inferior to Han Yu?"

"Han Yu has the body of a swallowing demon, and his physical body can be compared with the white tiger of the mythical beast!"

While everyone was talking, a gust of blood surged up like a water column, Su Yuan screamed, and Han Yu forcibly tore off his left hand.

"Roar!" The orange dragon in Han Yu's body roared.

From Su Yuan's fresh blood, a wisp of blood energy burst into Han Yu's body, and was swallowed by the orange dragon.

Everyone was in speechless shock, and no one noticed the scene that quickly dissipated.

Su Yuan's complexion instantly became extremely pale, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. He didn't have the courage to continue fighting, and hurried away. As long as he was within ten miles, Han Yu was no match for him.

How could Han Yu give Su Yuan a chance to catch up with Su Yuan, and stepped on Su Yuan's calf from behind, knocking Su Yuan down to the ground, causing a comminuted fracture of the calf bone.

"Ah, little thief Han Yu, I can't spare you!" Su Yuan roared, the bone-shattering pain was unbearable.

"Huh, let's go to the next life!" Han Yu's voice sounded like a life-threatening song from Nine Nether Hell, and Su Yuan's soul trembled with fright.

"Boom!"

Han Yu stepped on it again, breaking Su Yuan's right foot. He was as strong as Su Yuan, unable to use his vitality, and became disabled at this time, unable to move.

Han Yu walked around in front of Su Yuan and kicked Su Yuan's chest. Su Yuan's body was thrown high like a sandbag, and then hit the ground again, his sternum shattered.

Up to now, many people are still in a daze. A strong man at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor was crushed and beaten by a weak man at the first level of the Martial Emperor, and he was powerless to fight back!

"Boom boom boom..."

Han Yu didn't intend to give up at all, and strode towards Su Yuan.

"Old thief, thanks to the fact that you are still a master of Wuhuang Jiuzhong, you have the nerve to sneak up on me!" Han Yu's face was stern, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

He has many enemies, but the ones that Han Yu wants to kill the most are the people from Tianshu Holy Land!

"Little thief, if you have the ability to fight outside, I will kill you with one finger!" Su Yuan yelled, his hair disheveled, and he didn't have the image of a master.

"No matter where you are, I'll kill you like a dog!" Han Yu shouted.

Su Yuan was so angry that he vomited blood. His fame throughout his life was ruined today.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

More than ten people rushed in, all from Tianshu Holy Land.

Han Yu didn't give them a chance to rescue Su Yuan at all, he quickly rushed to Su Yuan's side, and stomped Su Yuan under his feet.

"Stop, little thief!" An old man in Tianshu Holy Land yelled.

"snort!"

Han Yu snorted heavily, and stepped hard on Su Yuan's chest, crushing his heart, and bursting out blood, which transformed into a stream of blood energy and entered Han Yu's body, which was the original energy of Su Yuan's blood.

A master of Wuhuang Jiuzhong was beheaded so easily by Han Yu.

Su Yuan's eyes stared like dead fish's eyes. He never thought that he would die in Han Yu's hands.

"Ah!" The people from Tianshu Holy Land roared, rushing towards Han Yu frantically. Someone wanted to take out the weapon, but found that the Qiankun bag was useless, and the magic weapon hidden in the flesh and blood could not be taken out either. This is a very strange feeling.

"Kill!" Han Yu yelled, and strode towards the people in the Tianshu Holy Land. After three or four feet away, Han Yu jumped up and kicked the chest of a master of the fourth level of the Martial Emperor above.

"Ah!" The man screamed, his body flew upside down and hit the ground, his chest was shattered and he was dying.

"Shua!"

The original energy of his blood slowly floated out from the wound and floated towards Han Yu.

"Swallow the origin of the blood!" Many people suddenly felt cold from head to toe. The origin of blood is a person's talent, and if it is deprived, it is more uncomfortable not to die than to die.

"Boom!"

A strong man in the sixth level of the Martial Emperor was blown in the head by Han Yu's punch, and blood and brains flew everywhere.

Everyone was stunned. The current Han Yu is completely a murderer. Depriving other people's lives with his bare hands is even more difficult than harvesting vegetables.

The formation of Tianshu Holy Land was instantly disrupted. Several young people were trembling with fright, and they no longer had the courage to fight on.

"ah!"

There was another scream, and Han Yu split his legs on the shoulder of a young man of the first level of the Martial Emperor. The young man flew out and hit the ground, turning into a pile of flesh and blood, which was horrible.

People below the third level of Wuhuang are not the enemy of Han Yu at all.

Han Yu walked back and forth among the crowd, bathed in blood. He only attacks and kills, not defends. The strong man who resisted the eighth level of Wuhuang was unscathed with four punches, but he only used three punches to shatter the opponent's chest, then pulled the opponent's right shoulder with his left hand, and pulled the opponent's left shoulder with his right hand. The strong man at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor was torn in half by him.