Chapter 772 Pretend

"Brother, listen to my advice, go back with us. There are people from the Jinzhong Sect guarding the intersection, so you can't get in!" The old man persuaded kindly.

"Yeah, I heard that Dong Xuanwu has cultivated Jinzhong Sect's supernatural powers, the Jinzhong Shroud, to the pinnacle, invulnerable to swords and spears, and no one under King Wu can break its dharma body. No matter how many of us there are, it's impossible It's his opponent." Another person persuaded.

"Is there no one under King Wu who can defeat him?" Han Yu raised his brows, as if he was the same, and suddenly became very interested in Dong Xuanwu. She clasped her fists together and said, "Let's go first, I'll go and have a look."

Han Yu didn't stay any longer, and quickly walked inside.

"Brother, don't go!"

"Why do you care about him? You've already spoken clearly enough. He will regret it when he ends up like us. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world. Let's go!"

A group of people left quickly.

Flying in Phoenix Mountain will become a very conspicuous target, so Han Yu has been walking through the forest. Because this is the path reserved by Phoenix Mountain, there are no monsters on the road.

Although Han Yu didn't know which way to go in before, but with his observation ability, he can find the right way from the human footprints.

Han Yu went all the way, and met some people who had escaped. When talking about Jin Zhongjiao and Dong Xuanwu's discoloration, many people persuaded Han Yu to go back.

When approaching a canyon, Han Yu saw a group of people standing guard in front of the canyon. Everyone served in light yellow robes with a bell-shaped logo embroidered above their hearts. They were members of the Admiralty Sect.

At the mouth of the canyon, the ground has been stained red with blood, and in the woods on both sides, there are some corpses lying here and there.

Han Yu was quite upset, these first-class sects really didn't take everyone's life seriously. Han Yu didn't hide anything, and walked over swaggeringly. He wanted to see how capable the people taught by Jin Zhongjiao were.

"Yo ho, here comes another one who is not afraid of death!" Han Yu walked into the sight of everyone in the Jinzhongjiao, and everyone was refreshed, like a hungry wolf seeing meat.

They are stuck here, and they have gained a lot in the past few days.

The non-first-rate sects who were able to enter here can all be considered powerful and wealthy, even richer than their disciples of the first-rate sects.

They've grown fond of highway robbery now. A person came forward to give them wealth without knowing life or death, which made them all feel like they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Didn't you meet those people who went back on the road?" A young man in his early twenties asked arrogantly, looking at the sky.

This person is only at the third level of Wu Zun. If he hadn't been a first-class disciple, it would be impossible for him to enter Phoenix Mountain.

"I see!" Han Yu said lightly.

"That's good, do you know our rules?" the young man asked.

"I don't know!" Han Yu replied calmly.

"Hey, it's another itchy skin." The young man looked at Han Yu, pointed at the dead body on the roadside, and said indifferently: "You see it? If you don't follow our rules, this is an example!"

Han Yu said: "I really don't know what your rules are."

The young man said: "Hand over the Qiankun bag on your body and get out, and you will not be beaten; if you don't want to hand it over, you will be beaten; if you dare to resist, just like them!"

The young man pointed to the dead body beside the road again.

Han Yu said: "Coincidentally, the rules here are similar to yours."

The young man's face turned cold, and he asked, "What's the rule?" He had already seen that Han Yu wanted to resist.

Han Yu said: "I hand over the Qiankun bag on my body to make way to avoid being beaten; if I don't want to hand it over, I don't want to give way, I will be beaten severely; dare to resist, just like them!"

Han Yu also pointed to the dead body on the roadside, and said something in a decent way.

A middle-aged man came from behind, pushed the young man aside, and said with a cold snort, "You are quite loud, it seems that you have chosen the third option!"

This middle-aged man is a master of Wu Zun Yae. He is the most powerful person here. It seems that Dong Xuanwu and other masters feel that the cleaning is almost done, so they leave first.

Han Yu's body shook, and Wu Zun's fourth-level breath erupted, and said, "Then which one do you choose?"

"Ha ha……"

All of a sudden, burst into laughter. None of them expected that a man with a mouth full of bullshit would be so weak.

"You see he still wears a mask, pretending to be mysterious and scary?"

"Damn, I was really scared to death, how could there be such a mysterious and powerful person!"

The members of Jin Zhongjiao burst out laughing. Han Yu's attire, coupled with the previous words, made them a little vigilant, thinking that he was a difficult guy, but they didn't expect to reveal their secrets all at once.

The fourth level of Wu Zun is the person with the lowest cultivation level they meet here.

"What's the matter, aren't you scared? I'll give you a chance to hand over all the Qiankun bags so that you won't suffer from flesh and blood!" Han Yu said. There are quite a few newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers and sit up and watch the sky.

The people from the Admiralty Sect laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt, thinking who the hell is this person, he is so stupid and naive.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Yu asked with a look of surprise.

"Naturally I laughed at you, boy, how did you get here, didn't you sneak in?" The middle-aged man patted Han Yu's shoulder, and laughed with tears.

"What's so funny about me?" Han Yu continued to pretend.

"Boom!" The aura from the middle-aged man erupted suddenly, and then slapped Han Yu like a flood. Han Yu kicked back seven or eight steps, staggered and almost fell, seeing Alien-like exclaimed: "You...you are Wu Zun Bazhong?"

"Hey, do you know how ridiculous you are?" the middle-aged man said, with the posture of a superior.

"No... isn't it just the Eightfold Warrior? It's... what a big deal!" Han Yu stammered, his body still trembling a little.

This appearance gives people a feeling that they are extremely afraid in their hearts, but they will pretend to be aggressive even if they are killed.

But after Han Yu made such a fuss, the people of Jin Zhongjiao no longer took Han Yu seriously, and even developed a desire to play tricks on Han Yu.

"Really? Could it be that the eighth level of Wu Zun is nothing special, but the fourth level of Wu Zun is great? Huh? Haha..." The middle-aged man raised his head and laughed.

Fighting and killing all the time is inevitably boring, but when such a strange creature suddenly appeared, so cute, he was a little reluctant to kill Han Yu at once, and was going to keep it to play slowly.

Han Yu acted as if he wanted to escape but didn't dare to escape, finally gritted his teeth and said, "I don't think you are anything special, dare you let me give you a punch, Wu Zun Yae again How? I can still punch you to death!"