Chapter 743

"It's so dangerous, we still run fast!" When regaining his vision again, An Yifei couldn't help but patted his chest, and said Yu Sheng after the catastrophe. But as soon as he said the words, his face suddenly changed. Looking at the surrounding environment, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"How could this be?" Yin Yimeng looked at Han Yu angrily. They had already left through the teleportation array, so why are they still in that hall?

Han Yu's face became serious, and he said: "This hall is weird, it can block the transmission channel!"

Han Yu and the others are now in a corner of the main hall, and they can clearly see the beam of light in the center. The old man had already heard the voice and walked towards the three of them slowly. The powerful aura was like a stormy sea, blocking their way.

"Hahaha, God helped me, I didn't expect that the teleportation array would not teleport you away!" The old man smiled in surprise.

Han Yu and the others are the key targets of Qiyaomen. If they use the teleportation array to leave, they really don't know where to go to hunt them down.

"Hmph, do you think you can keep us alone? If you are sensible, let us leave!" Han Yu quickly calmed down.

"You brat, dare to threaten the old man? Tell me, what did you encounter in the ancient ruins?" The old man asked with cold eyes.

Han Yu and the other three didn't answer, Yin Yimeng stared at Han Yu with eyes that seemed to eat Han Yu alive. Just now, behind her back, Han Yu's hand suddenly grabbed hers, and their hands touched skin to skin.

Han Yu glared back at Yin Yimeng and told her not to speak. Yin Yimeng was going crazy, thinking that the villain Han Yu must be trying to take advantage of her. Seeing Han Yu grinding his teeth secretly, he wished he could bite Han Yu.

At this time, another hand stretched out and held it on the hilt of the sword. It was An Yifei's hand. Yin Yimeng breathed a sigh of relief, assuming that Han Yu's hand was in the middle, lest she be taken advantage of by two annoying men at the same time.

"Hmph, don't answer, want to play tricks? I'd like to see what tricks you can do!" The old man raised his palm and slapped it lightly, and a huge energy palm print was formed in an instant, suppressing Han Yu and the others head-on. Down.

"Kill!" Han Yu and An Yifei yelled almost in unison. The three of them raised the sword high as if they had a tacit understanding. While raising the sword, the three of them shifted and changed positions to better control the sword.

The three of them moved their swords at the same time, and the light of the sword pierced through the sky, breaking through the old man's palm print.

"Soldier of the top venerable?" The old man's face changed slightly. Under the urging of three people at the same time, he felt the danger.

"Walk!"

The three of them switched positions again, let the sword come in front of them, parallel to the ground, and pushed to kill the old man.

The old man slapped several palms one after another, all of which were shattered by the sword.

"Hahaha, so what about your eighth-level Wu Zun's cultivation? The three of us join hands, and the master of the ninth-level Wu Zun can still kill!" An Yifei laughed triumphantly.

"Hmph, little Doyle!" The old man sneered, and when he moved, he turned into countless afterimages, disappeared in front of the three of them, circled half a circle, and came behind the three of them.

"The stormy sea!"

The old man pushed out his hands from his chest, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and a terrifying huge wave suddenly appeared, rushing towards the three of them. In front of that terrifying huge wave, the three of them looked extremely small.

Even if this huge wave can't kill people, as long as the three people are separated, they will surely die. Although the three cooperated tacitly, the old man's speed was too fast, and it was too late to turn around and use the sword to deal with it.

An Yifei and Yin Yimeng were already sweating coldly while holding the sword. Needless to say, the three of them rushed towards the gate of the main hall desperately, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't keep up with the huge waves that came.

Suddenly, Han Yu let go of the hand holding the sword hilt, hugged An Yifei's waist with his left hand, and Yin Yimeng's waist with his right hand, Xiaojiao immediately jumped off Han Yu's shoulder and hung it on Han Yu's chest superior.

"You..." Yin Yimeng frowned. He didn't expect Han Yu to take advantage of her at this time.

Yin Yimeng's waist is very thin and soft, but Han Yu is not in the mood to think so much now, and he doesn't even have time to explain. On the skin, a layer of golden gauze quickly floated, and at the same time, the pattern shield emerged, covering several people inside.

Seeing this scene, Yin Yimeng knew that she had misunderstood Han Yu, and Han Yu wanted to help them block the impact by himself.

"Boom..."

The huge wave crashed heavily on the pattern shield, and with the help of the impact, Han Yu led the two of them towards the gate at high speed. In the process of rushing forward, Han Yu's pattern shield was broken, and a mouthful of blood was spat out of his mouth.

The three flew out of the gate, were scattered by the air wave, and fell everywhere.

"Wow!" Han Yu couldn't help it again, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even though he defended against Wushuang, he was seriously injured by the shock. Fortunately, all the strength penetrated into Han Yu's body, and Qi Tianjia was not broken.

Under Han Yu's protection, An Yifei and Yin Yimeng didn't suffer much injuries. The two rushed towards Han Yu immediately, helping Han Yu up from the left and the right.

"Little thief, I didn't expect you to be a master Qi Tian!" The old man jumped out of the hall and looked at Han Yu in surprise.

"Brother Han, you go first, let's hold him!" An Yifei and Yin Yimeng held the sword again and aimed at the old man. The two of them pushed the sword with all their strength, and they were still able to deal with the old man.

Han Yu held An Yifei's arm with his right hand, and Yin Yimeng's with his left hand. He took a step forward, and the three of them turned back to each other. Yin Yimeng and An Yifei immediately understood, and threw the sword over the three of them. Yin Yimeng also linked arms.

The three of them exerted strength at the same time, and three strands of vitality rushed out of the three of them, then gathered in the middle, twisted into a rope, and poured into the sword, and the sword once again bloomed with terrifying brilliance.

"I will control the sword, Yin Yimeng will control the action, and An Yifei will protect Xiaojiao!" Han Yu quickly assigned the task.

An Yifei and Yin Yimeng didn't object, Xiaojiao immediately jumped onto An Yifei's shoulder, Yin Yimeng showed his body skills, and rushed down the mountain with the two of them. Han Yu controlled the sword to resist the old man's attack at any time.

At this time, the three of them were back to back, with a clear division of labor, and they worked together more easily.

The old man was a little surprised. In just a short time, the three of them seemed to be connected as a whole, as if they were three twin brothers and sisters, with a tacit understanding.

But the old man didn't take it seriously at all, cooperation is always cooperation, as long as there is cooperation, there will be flaws.

The old man took out his magic weapon, a six-foot scimitar, and swished seven sabers, with many phantoms, and the blade whizzed. Han Yu's soul power had already locked on the old man, and he controlled the sword to deal with it. Seven sword glows were shot out at the first time, and they collided with the old man's sword glow, all of which exploded and turned into nothingness.