Chapter 1778

"Palace Master, since you invited me, why did you invite him?"

Inside the main hall, a big and burly old man in white robe pointed at Feng Aotian and said with disdain. This man is Fengyuntian.

"Feng Yuntian, why can't I invite you?" Feng Aotian said angrily.

"Just relying on your ability, it's not enough to fight the old man!" Feng Yuntian sneered, full of contempt.

"Hmph, you are Master Bayuanxie, and so am I. What right do you have to look down on me?" Feng Aotian stared at Feng Yuntian, trembling with anger.

"Yoho, have you become a master of eight circles? So what if you are a master of eight circles, but you have just reached this level, and I am already close to the realm of nine masters. How do you compare with me? ?” Feng Yuntian squinted at Feng Aotian.

"You..." Feng Aotian stared, pointing at Feng Yuntian who was too angry to speak.

Bayuan Xiedi, what a powerful strength, what a transcendent status, was ridiculed by Feng Yuntian, but Feng Aotian had no way to refute.

"Palace Master, I don't need helpers. If your faction insists on keeping him, then I can only leave." Feng Yuntian cupped his hands at Yaochi Palace Master, and glanced at Feng Aotian proudly after speaking. He believes that in the situation of choosing one of the two, the Palace Master of Yaochi will definitely choose him.

The Mistress of Yaochi frowned, she didn't expect Feng Yuntian to be so domineering.

"We're not here to help anyone, get out if you want!" Just then, a cold voice came. I saw Han Yu and Xiao Ya walking into the hall.

"Where did you come from..." Before Feng Yuntian finished speaking, when he saw that it was Han Yu, his neck seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't say another word.

He had seen all the scenes of Han Yu showing off his supernatural power at the Fair in Yaochi, and he knew that Han Yu had a terrible backer—a rooster-headed monster.

For a moment, Feng Yuntian's face was flushed red.

Han Yu didn't even take a second look at Feng Yuntian, he cupped his hands at Palace Master Yaochi, and said, "Palace Master, I don't need such a helper."

"Helper?" Feng Yuntian screamed incredulously: "You regard me as your helper?"

"Haha..." Suddenly, Feng Yuntian raised his head and laughed loudly, saying: "Han Yu, I know you are very strong, but compared with the old man, Qi Tianshi's methods, you are still a little tender!"

Han Yu glanced at Feng Yuntian coldly and said, "Why do you think my Qi Tianshi skills are inferior to yours?"

Feng Yuntian said: "Looking at the world in all directions, even your master is at most equal to me, and it depends on you?"

Han Yu said: "Really? Is it amazing to be about to reach Jiuyuan Jiedi?"

Feng Yuntian said proudly: "Not only is it amazing, it is also a height that you will never be able to reach in your entire life."

Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yuntian with a sneer, but he had to take a good look at what Han Yu's expression would be when he revealed his cultivation as Master Qi Tian.

"Hmph!" Han Yu snorted softly, and urged Qi Tianjia to move, and the pattern shield emerged. Suddenly, an incomparably cold breath gushed out, making everyone present shudder involuntarily.

Feng Yuntian's eyes widened, he took a few steps back in disbelief, pointed at Han Yu and stammered, "Jiu...Jiuyuan Xieji, you...you are already Jiuyuan Xieji?"

Hearing Feng Yuntian's words, the Mistress of Yaochi stood up abruptly and looked at Han Yu in astonishment. Although she is not Qi Tianshi, she knows what it means to be a master of nine circles.

If this identity is exposed, I don't know how many sects will win over Han Yu, and even kneel and lick him.

Looking at the world in all directions, there has not been such a powerful Qi Tianshi for many years.

"What's so great about becoming the master of Jiuyuan Xieji, are you qualified to fight for Xiaoyou Han? You can use the axe!" Feng Aotian satirized unceremoniously, and let out a fierce breath.

Feng Yuntian's complexion changed drastically, he took a few deep breaths to stabilize his turbulent heartstrings, he cupped his fists at the Palace Master of Yaochi, and said, "Farewell!"

After speaking, he turned around and strode away, he really had no face to stay here any longer.

Han Yu withdrew the pattern shield, looked at the Palace Master of Yaochi and said, "Palace Master, I have something to go, please wait a moment."

Han Yu walked out of the hall and chased after Feng Yuntian.

Feng Aotian really wanted to go out and watch a good show, but finally held back.

The Mistress of Yaochi frowned, she saw Han Yu's intentions, and asked Feng Aotian, "Is there any enmity between Han Xiaoyou and Feng Yuntian?"

Feng Aotian said: "Han Xiaoyou is the disciple of our patriarch Feng Xingtian."

The Master of Yao Chi shook his body and nodded numbly. Knowing about the civil strife in Wind Clan, she gave up stopping Han Yu.

After Feng Yuntian left Yaochi Holy Palace, he chose to cross the void, and the void collapsed before he walked far, and he fell out.

"Who?" Feng Yuntian exclaimed.

"Me." Han Yu appeared in front of Feng Yuntian with a cold expression.

"Han Yu! What are you going to do?" Feng Yuntian's face changed drastically, and he backed away involuntarily.

"What are you talking about? You tortured Tianlao, shouldn't it be repaid?" Han Yu said coldly.

"I am a distinguished guest invited by Yaochi Sacred Palace. If you dare to do something to me, Yaochi Sacred Palace will not let you go!" I don't care about it anymore, but this is his only life-saving straw now.

"boom!"

Without saying a word, Han Yu punched out with one punch.

"Palace Master, save me!" Feng Yuntian yelled. He is only at the seventh level of Hualian in the early stage of Wu Sheng, so how can he be Han Yu's opponent.

No one rescued him.

"Boom!"

Feng Yuntian's Qi Tianjia exploded, and then his body also exploded. But soon, Feng Yuntian appeared again, even he was surprised why Han Yu didn't kill him with one punch.

With one palm, Han Yu easily pressed Feng Yuntian under his palm, obliterating Feng Yuntian's cultivation and curse in an instant, and Feng Yuntian instantly became a cripple.

"ah……"

Feng Yuntian screamed and shouted: "Han Yu, kill me if you have the guts!"

Han Yu said coldly: "It's not that easy to want to die. I want you to pay back a hundredfold for the suffering that God has suffered."

Feng Yuntian was trembling with fright: "What are you going to do?"

"Shua!"

Han Yu disappeared without a trace in a flash, and appeared in an ordinary village the next moment. He found a latrine, threw Feng Yuntian into the latrine, and sealed him at the bottom of the latrine with the trapped and phantom formations.

After everything was done, Han Yu let out a bad breath and returned to Yaochi Holy Palace.

Not long after, a man trotted into the latrine, blew thousands of miles, passed through the special channel in the formation, and all drenched Feng Yuntian's body.

You can't be afraid of the wind, cloud and sky, you can only bear it.

What made him most desperate was that his whole body was sealed, even if he wanted to commit suicide, he couldn't.

Although Feng Yuntian's cultivation base has been abolished, the body of a saint can be immortal for ten thousand years, and his lifespan is also frighteningly long. The long years are enough for him.