Chapter 1888 Killing the Spirit Canopy

"What's the origin of this coffin, how can it be so terrible that it can be shaken by the sword of judgment?" Han Yu asked the rooster.

The Sword of Judgment, the godly weapon that commanded the world back then, is definitely a terrifying weapon that ranks at the forefront among the emperor's soldiers in the Kun realm. However, the black coffin fought hard against it, but it didn't lose the wind in the slightest.

"I don't know, this is the scary thing about Wuya Mountain. Back then, even the underworld would keep it at arm's length." Rooster said.

"Have you heard of Wu Yazi before?" Han Yu asked.

"Wu Yazi, it was a taboo existence in Wudi's time. Known as the first genius of Wuya Mountain, he is a peerless figure in our underworld, and they all respect him very much." Rooster said, with respect in his words.

"It seems that the white tiger is doing well in the chaotic time and space." Han Yu thought.

The Sword of Judgment was struck above the nine heavens by the black coffin and the Sword of Slaying. A look of teasing flashed across the white tiger's eyes. The black coffin soared into the sky, entangled with the Sword of Judgment and hit into the starry sky of the universe.

In an instant, the Sword of Judgment lost contact with the Spirit Canopy. Without contact, the Sword of Judgment would not take the initiative to protect the Spirit Canopy. The continuous terrifying power gushing out from Wuya Mountain suppressed the spiritual canopy's cultivation level to zero in an instant.

"No, I've been fooled!" Ling Tianpeng turned pale with shock, turned around and ran away, within the suppressing range of the terrifying force, Baihu could blow him to death in one breath.

The white tiger did not chase, but looked towards the distant sky and said indifferently: "I haven't seen you for many years, I'll give you a meeting gift."

Han Yu fell outside the range of power and walked in.

"Han Yu?"

Not long after, the two were looking at each other from a distance, and Ling Tianpeng couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Han Yu.

"Ling Tianpeng, Qiankun, you don't want to stay there, and come to Kun Realm to die!" Han Yu said lightly, and rushed towards Ling Tianpeng quickly.

"Just because you want to stop me?" Ling Tianpeng sneered, and took the initiative to greet him.

"My cultivation has been suppressed, and your cultivation has also been suppressed. You are the one who is unwise and took the initiative to die!"

The two approached quickly, and the Lingtian Cang couldn't tell the difference, and bombarded Han Yu with a punch.

Although his cultivation was suppressed, his physical body was also extraordinary. The physical body of Wu Sheng's later stage Huabi Wuyi was also the blood of the gods, so he was powerful enough to overwhelm anyone's confidence.

Han Yu didn't have too much flair, and he punched mediocrely.

"Boom!"

The fists of the two bombarded together heavily, and then a terrifying force exploded in the fists of the two. They retreated one after another, Han Yu retreated seven steps, Ling Tianpeng retreated ten steps, Han Yu's fist was not damaged, but Ling Tianpeng's fist had cracks.

"You..." Ling Tianpeng looked at Han Yu in surprise, the result made him unbelievable.

"Haven't you heard that I am physically invincible?" Han Yu sneered and quickly killed him. The fists move in rotation, like a meteor in a rainstorm.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two fought like lightning. Han Yu was not only physically strong, but also had no flaws in his moves. After a while, Ling Tianpeng fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

"ah!"

Ling Tianpeng roared, stood up and killed him.

Being suppressed by a person with a lower cultivation base than him made him very uncomfortable.

You must know that when Ling Tianpeng was in the Ninth World, he was invincible in the same realm, regardless of his physical body or strength. He could not tolerate such a defeat.

"Boom!"

Ling Tianpeng's abdomen was kicked by Han Yu, and it flew out like a sandbag and hit the ground heavily.

With this kick, half of his proud arrogance was instantly extinguished.

Ling Tianpeng was still unwilling, and continued to stand up and fight Han Yu.

After thirty-six strokes, his left shoulder was smashed by Han Yu's punch, and Han Yu's elbow was heavy on his jaw, and he fell to the ground on his back again.

Han Yu chased after him, stepped on it several times, and Ling Tianpeng rolled around in embarrassment on the ground.

Even if he is a master of the fifth level of wall transformation in the late stage of martial arts, in front of Han Yu at this time, he is not much different from a person who has no power to restrain a chicken.

Strength, moves, Han Yu suppressed him, how could he fight Han Yu.

"Boom!"

Han Yu kicked Ling Canopy's left rib heavily, and his body rolled away like a log, stained with blood all the way. The blood was full of vitality, but under the pressure of the terrifying power of Wuya Mountain, it didn't take long for it to fade away.

Ling Tianpeng climbed up again, without the arrogance and fighting spirit it had before, and with a feinted shot, he escaped.

With a sneer on his face, Han Yu chased after him unhurriedly.

It didn't take long for Han Yu to catch up to Lingtianpeng. Lingtianpeng retreated while fighting, but Han Yu swept his legs and fell to the ground again.

"Hey, it's purely for a fight with my perverted boss!" In the distance, the rooster laughed. He will never forget the scene of being beaten up by Han Yu in Luoyangyuan in the past.

The old blacksmith smiled. He knew Han Yu's strength very well.

"ah!"

There was a scream, and Han Yu's left arm was ripped off by Ling Tianpeng.

"Boom!"

Immediately after a loud bang, Lin Tianpeng's mouth was smashed by Han Yu.

The rooster involuntarily touched his beak, and secretly gasped. He knew the pain best.

"Han Yu, if you dare to kill me, our people will not spare you, and there will be no place for you in all directions."

"If I die, they will receive the news and immediately send experts to kill you, you and your family, and everything will be turned into ashes."

"Ah... don't kill me, please don't kill me..."

"Boom!"

The holy palace of the spirit canopy exploded, and the soul was caught by Han Yu. With a slight pinch, it shattered, and died.

Han Yu kicked the Ling Canopy's body, and the already tattered body of the Ling Canopy exploded directly, and then, under the obliteration of the terrifying force, it soon returned to ashes.

Han Yu looked at Baihu from a distance. He and Baihu still couldn't get in touch with each other so close.

"Why do you keep avoiding me?" Han Yu asked.

"What do you think?" Bai Hu asked back, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"You want to kill me?" Han Yu frowned, he felt the white tiger's murderous aura.

"No one wants to be someone else's incarnation for the rest of their lives." Bai Hu said flatly.

As soon as this remark came out, the old blacksmith in the distance directly stared at the white tiger with wide eyes.

"Incarnation, what do you mean? Don't tell me that this white tiger is the incarnation of the boss?" The rooster felt a storm in his heart.

"You have lost contact with me, and I can no longer control you!" Han Yu said, feeling a little bitter in his heart. Is it a tragedy that my incarnation has left me, and now I want to kill myself?

"It's only for a while, after leaving Wuya Mountain, you can still control me. Therefore, if you don't die, I will be trapped in Wuya Mountain for the rest of my life." Baihu said, "So, for my freedom, I have to let you die. The grievances and grievances between you and me are involved, let's settle it today!"