Chapter 1890 Suppressing the White Tiger

The old blacksmith secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of Qin Le, the "Emperor Soldier", even if Han Yu couldn't kill Baihu, he could still protect himself.

"Boom..."

Wuya Mountain boiled, and the blood surged into a terrifying killing sword, the murderous aura soared to the sky, shaking the heavens.

"kill!"

When Han Yu moved his hand, Qin Le spun and flew out, hitting the white tiger. Suddenly there was a loud bang that shook the sky, and it seemed that it was not a single person who flew out, but the entire universe.

"Whoosh!"

The killing sword came through the air and hit Qin Le heavily.

Although Qin Le was made of flesh and blood, Sha Jian failed to cause any harm to her.

The two stalemate for a long time, the killing sword collapsed, and the qin music flew back upside down.

"Puff..."

Han Yu and Baihu vomited blood at the same time. A battle of this level, even a little shock, was enough to inflict heavy damage on them.

With a long roar, Han Yu grabbed Qin Le's right wrist, and the vitality poured into Qin Le's body frantically again.

"Roar!"

The white tiger raised its head to the sky and howled, and the entire Wuya Mountain trembled violently. The blood gathered again, forming a terrifying killing sword.

Han Yu pushed Qinyue with all his strength, and threw it out again. This time, it was more powerful than before.

The white tiger's eyes showed a fierce light, and he controlled the killing sword to kill.

"break!"

"boom!"

When the two collided fiercely, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens would be afraid.

Suddenly, the killing sword split, and then exploded with a bang, and the music of the zither slammed into the white tiger like a broken bamboo.

The white tiger screamed and dodged hastily.

"Boom!"

Just as the white tiger was rubbed by the qin music, it flew out and hit a mountain heavily, tearing its body apart. The qin music flew straight in and went so far that it almost smashed a mountain before it came back. Han Yu flew up, grabbed her wrist, and pushed her wildly again.

The white tiger roared angrily, chanting words, wanting to summon the coffin. After a while, the coffin remained silent.

The black coffin and the sword of judgment have gone to nowhere, and they are still summoned by the white tiger.

And Qin Le, under the urging of Han Yu, broke out with terrifying power again and smashed towards the white tiger.

The white tiger was so frightened that the dead soul trembled, and the killing sword that was condensed in a hurry was shattered when it was hit by the qin music, and the qin music hit the white tiger heavily.

"Boom!"

Baihu's body exploded, and the qin music crashed into a deep mountain before bouncing back.

It has to be said that Wuya Mountain is too terrifying, when the emperor soldiers hit it, it just trembled, not a single hair was damaged.

The white tiger's flesh and blood quickly condensed into a shaped body, looking at Han Yu, full of fear, turned and fled.

Han Yu grabbed Qin Le's wrist, walked away through the air, and chased into Wuya Mountain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the boss is indeed the boss, even Wu Yazi will be beaten to death by him!" The rooster was overjoyed, dancing behind him.

Han Yu chased him to the depths of Wuya Mountain, when suddenly an army came, full of murderous aura, extremely terrifying.

Han Yu snorted coldly, and threw the Qinle out, and the Qinle spun, like a rolling plate crushing the sky and crushing everything.

"Bang bang bang..."

Hundreds of masters burst into pieces in an instant. Some were directly hit by Qin Le, and some were just wiped by the powerful emperor's breath, and they died instantly.

"Baihu, where are you running away?" Han Yu hurriedly chased him with the music on his back.

With the protection of qin music, Han Yu felt like walking on flat ground. Wuya Mountain turned into countless attacks, such as strange trees, strange rocks, sandstones, etc., overwhelmingly killing Han Yu, but they couldn't get close to Han Yu's body at all. A few miles away, they were crushed by the terrifying imperial prestige emanating from Qinyue's body.

Bai Hu felt that the murderous aura behind him was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

"Boom!"

Han Yu threw Qin Le out again and threw it at the white tiger.

Baihu controlled the blood to form a blood shield, and Qin Le slammed on the blood shield fiercely.

"Boom!"

Da Lu Hongzhong's voice shook the mountains. The white tiger vomited blood and flew upside down.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the blood shield exploded, and Qin Le drove away.

"Master, save me!" Baihu shouted, feeling the breath of death.

Han Yu frowned. He knew that Baihu was by no means the master of Wuya Mountain, so he couldn't help but secretly became vigilant.

"boom!"

The white tiger was hit head-on, and countless flesh and blood turned into flying ash in an instant, leaving only a wisp of blood to escape and fall into the mountain.

Han Yu waited for Qin Lefei to come back, took her hand and chased her down.

Below, there is a strange hill that looks like a tomb from above. There was a tall stone tablet standing in front of it, and the white tiger patted the stone tablet loudly, "Open the door and let me in, Master, it's me, save me..."

This situation looks very strange.

Han Yu fell slowly, and the powerful aura emanating from Qin Le's body pressed Baihu to his knees on the ground. The white tiger roared unwillingly, but no one responded.

"It seems that your master has abandoned you. Who will help you, a person like you who betrayed his promise and even killed his own deity!"

Han Yu landed and stepped on the white tiger's back. The strong pressure crushed the white tiger's limbs.

Baihu reluctantly turned his head to look at Han Yu, and said unwillingly, "It's in your hands, I admit it!"

Han Yu shouted in a low voice: "If you don't come back now, when will you wait!"

Baihu's body trembled violently, and suddenly a talisman burst out from between his brows, and it shattered with a puff. Immediately, Han Yu got in touch with Baihu.

"It turns out it's all the weirdness of this talisman paper!"

With a thought in Han Yu's mind, the white tiger turned into a wisp of gas and flew into his dantian. In an instant, all the emotions of the white tiger were suppressed by Han Yu's dominant thoughts. It was still just an incarnation of Han Yu.

From Baihu's mind, countless information rushed out into Han Yu's mind, and Han Yu instantly knew everything that Baihu experienced when he entered the chaotic time and space.

Before Han Yu had time to sort out the information, the stele suddenly trembled violently, and Han Yu rushed up to the sky, secretly vigilant.

"Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot escape, sleep!" Han Yu secretly said.

Suddenly, the white tiger in the dantian fell into a coma, turning into a stream of gas and entering the black hole. Now, even if the people of Wuya Mountain want to save Baihu, it depends on Han Yu's face.

The stele vibrated for a while, and a light door appeared, rumbled open, like a stone door that had been covered in dust for countless years.

Han Yu flew high again, urging Qin Le with all his strength, ready for a terrifying blow at any time.

"Come in!" An old and majestic voice came from within the gate of light.

Han Yu didn't move, the power of the soul covered every inch of void around him, and he was always vigilant.

"Baihu is you, you are Baihu; Wuyazi is you, you are Wuyazi. The old man will not embarrass you!" The voice sounded again, the voice was not loud, but it shook Han Yu's blood all over his body.