Chapter 742

"When it's still calculated, there is no need to sacrifice the roadblocks with blood!" The three of them rushed to the center of the stone bridge, and An Yifei said with relief.

Han Yu stopped suddenly, carefully sensing his surroundings.

"Brother Han, what's the matter?" An Yifei asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Han Yu shook his head and continued on the road. But he was reluctant to part with this place in his heart, what was engraved on the remaining eight steles? Han Yu has already made up his mind that he must come and check here again in the future.

The treasures here are definitely not as simple as the Tianshen Tianbei and Yaowang fruit.

The three of them came to the ancient temple with ease and familiarity. Along the way, there was a strong smell of blood, and dead bodies were everywhere. They were all leftovers from the blood sacrifice of the previous Qiyao Sect. This time, they used ordinary disciples of Qiyao Sect.

When he came to the teleportation formation, Han Yu was not in a hurry to activate the teleportation formation, and said: "Let's recharge our energy first, and then go out after we recover to the peak."

An Yifei and Yin Yimeng found a place to sit cross-legged, and secretly adjusted their breath. There will be a big battle after they go out, and they cannot be sloppy.

Two hours later, the three of them were in the best state of mind and body. They looked at each other and set foot on the teleportation array together.

An Yifei suddenly said: "Take out your top-level venerable soldiers, we will prepare them right here, and we will be caught off guard when we go out and kill people from the Seven Luminaries Sect."

Yin Yimeng glanced at An Yifei, and with a thought, he took out a sword from the storage bag. This sword is four feet long, its brilliance is like water, and it exudes a holy aura, which is a perfect match for Yin Yimeng.

An Yifei stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, and the moment he touched Yin Yimeng's jade hand, a loud slap sounded.

An Yifei was slapped by Yin Yimeng.

An Yifei covered his face, looked at Yin Yimeng in astonishment and said, "What are you doing?"

Yin Yimeng scolded angrily: "What are you doing?"

An Yifei said: "Didn't we agree, let's join forces? If I don't hold the sword, how can I move it?"

Yin Yimeng looked at An Yifei coldly, as if saying that you want to take advantage of me, but there is no way.

The hilt of this precious sword is not long, and if two people hold the hilt at the same time, their hands will touch each other.

Han Yu could see that An Yifei didn't want to take advantage of Yin Yimeng, and said, "It's about this time, should we unite?"

Yin Yi dreamed for a while, stared at An Yifei and said, "You'd better be honest with me!"

Then, Han Yu and An Yifei were surprised to see that Yin Yimeng's palm shrunk by half, leaving most of the hilt for An Yifei. Even if An Yifei held it on the hilt, he would not be able to touch Yin Yimeng's hand .

"Hmph, are you overthinking yourself?" An Yifei held onto the hilt of the sword without touching Yin Yimeng's hand.

"Okay? Get your spirits up and get ready to go out!" Han Yu held the Immortal Array in his hand and reminded the two of them.

Both of them were shocked, especially Yin Yimeng, who no longer struggled to hold the sword with An Yifei.

Han Yu nodded in satisfaction, and punched spirit jade into the groove on the teleportation array. White light burst out from the ordinary teleportation array, enveloping the three of them, and soon the three of them felt the star shift. The next moment, it appeared in the beam of light.

Standing inside the beam of light, the three of them did not act rashly. Han Yu's soul power was released. Around the beam of light, there were eight people standing. Everyone had serious faces. It was the middle-aged man who presided over the trial.

"There are nine people in total, one with the seventh level of martial respect, and eight with the fifth level of martial respect, let's kill the master of the seventh level of martial respect first!" Han Yu whispered to An Yifei and Yin Yimeng.

Because the beam of light was too bright, they appeared here, but no one noticed.

An Yifei and Yin Yimeng looked at each other, and they both activated their swords at the same time. Suddenly, an incomparably sharp aura rushed away from the beam of light.

"Huh?" The pacing middle-aged man frowned, his eyes bursting with terror.

"call out!"

A sword broke through the beam of light and rushed out. Behind the sword were two people. The two cooperated tacitly and quickly killed the middle-aged man.

"It's you?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised, he didn't expect An Yifei and the others to come out of the ancient ruins alive. After the middle-aged man was startled, he responded quickly and slapped him.

All of a sudden, the palm wind was like thunder, and waves of air rushed towards An Yifei and Yin Yimeng.

"Boom boom boom..."

Waves of air hit the sword and broke open immediately. The sword is invincible, and everything is invincible.

"Top Venerable Soldiers?"

The middle-aged man's eyebrows twitched, his color changed slightly, and a palm print quickly formed on his palm, and he struck out. However, as soon as his palm print was touched, it was directly cut by the sword, and the sword finally pierced his chest.

"laugh……"

The sword pierced through the middle-aged man's body, An Yifei and Yin Yimeng kicked it out at the same time, sending the middle-aged man flying. Then the two raised their swords and slashed down, a beam of sword light flew out, splitting the flying man in half.

Han Yu secretly clicked his tongue. He was worthy of being the soldier of the top venerable. He was too powerful. At the same time, he also lamented the tacit cooperation between An Yifei and Yin Yimeng, as if they were alone. From striking to beheading the middle-aged man, it was done in one go, as fast as lightning. Killed a middle-aged man by surprise.

By the time the people next to him reacted, the middle-aged man had been shot dead by two people.

"kill!"

The eight masters went to kill An Yifei and Yin Yimeng together.

The two of them were not afraid at all, they urged the sword with all their strength, and the unrivaled sword slashed horizontally and vertically, making these people unable to get close.

"laugh!"

A sword light flew over, splitting a person obliquely in two.

"Ah?" It was another person who was pierced through the heart by a sword and died unexpectedly.

Han Yu quietly retreated to the side, arranged the fairy map, and then urged the fairy map to adjust the coordinates. It took less than three seconds before and after.

"Okay, let's go!"

Hearing the voice, one of them charged at Han Yu decisively, but within a few steps, a sword slashed down, splitting him in half.

The two of them urged the soldiers of the top venerables with all their strength. Although they could only exert 80% of their power, killing a person at the fifth level of a martial venerable was not much different from cutting vegetables.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

The last three were cut by two swords, and the two quickly separated and rushed towards the Immortal Formation. The three of them stepped onto the Immortal Map together, and the light of the teleportation array enveloped them.

"Shua..."

At this moment, a gust of wind swept in, and an old man in his early fifties rushed in like a mad lion.

"Stop, little thief!"

The old man raised his hand and slapped, a huge energy handprint was formed in the sky above the teleportation array, and it slapped the three of them overwhelmingly.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the fairy map was shattered, and Han Yu and the three of them disappeared without a trace.

"Ah..." The old man was going crazy, if he had come one step earlier, he wouldn't have let the three of them leave.

"You three little thieves, no matter where you flee to the ends of the earth, this old man will find you and tear you to pieces!" The old man raised his head and roared, the terrifying sound shook the entire hall.