Chapter 879: Suppressed

Not long after Han Yu left, a man in his early thirties fell from the sky and landed in front of Dishui Cliff. After standing for a while, his face gradually became gloomy, and he muttered to himself, "I want to see where you can escape ?”

The man flew up and headed southwest. This person is Yin Chang's second apprentice, Guo Jinglue, an Eighth Ring Ridge Ridge Master. Just now, his soul power captured the remaining breath of Han Yu in the cave. It is expected that Han Yu left not long ago.

Guo Jinglue moved forward cautiously, with the power of the soul sweeping around all the time, and even the slightest clue could not escape his perception. But he didn't go far, and lost Han Yu's clue.

Guo Jinglue stopped and thought for a while, then continued to walk southwest.

Two days later, Guo Jinglue met several disciples of the Zen Sect, but they couldn't find Han Yu. This made Guo Jinglue very angry, and he also lost Han Yu.

Guo Jinglue identified a direction and continued to pursue it. It must be said that Guo Jinglue was very lucky. In the evening of that day, in a river valley, he caught the remaining breath of Han Yu in the air again. He quietly followed the breath, and the breath stopped again in a jungle.

Guo Jinglue's soul power was released, and it didn't take long to realize that the jungle he saw was an illusion, and this place was actually a cliff.

"snort!"

Guo Jinglue slapped it with a palm, and the void distorted immediately, and the illusion disappeared, revealing the original appearance of the cliff. On the cliff, there was a cave. Guo Jinglue's soul power penetrated in first.

Inside the cave, Han Yu, who was healing his wounds, was startled by the noise outside, and then he sensed a burst of soul power.

"Master Qi?" Han Yu frowned and released his soul power, discovering Guo Jinglue outside the cave.

"Wu Wang Yizhong?" The corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly. Although his injury has not healed yet, Wu Wang Yizhong's cultivation is not enough to threaten his life. Han Yu checked his surroundings and found that there was no one else, so he was completely relieved.

"Han Yu, get out yet!" Guo Jinglue shouted. He has found that Han Yu's breath is not stable, and his injury has not recovered, so he is not afraid at all.

Han Yu carried the package with the horns on his back and strode out.

Guo Jinglue is a handsome man with a pink complexion and a bit of femininity between his brows. He wears a white robe, white socks and white shoes, and his whole body is spotless.

Seeing that Han Yu's face was still abnormally pale, Guo Jing felt more at ease.

"You came here alone, I have to admire your courage." Han Yu sneered. The surroundings were as quiet as death, except for Guo Jinglue, there was indeed no other person.

"Hmph, I might still be afraid of you in your heyday, but what's the difference between you and a lost dog now!" Guo Jinglue sarcastically said disapprovingly, "If you don't want to suffer flesh and blood, tell me your secret."

"You people taught by Tianchan, you really can't get rid of eating shit!" Han Yu scolded. Now he also knew why Guo Jinglue wanted to walk alone. He had taken a fancy to Han Yu's treasure, and wanted to catch Han Yu first and swallow Han Yu's secrets for himself.

Han Yu's guess was right, Guo Jinglue was indeed selfish, he was most interested in the secret of why Han Yu didn't wear Qi Tianjia.

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die!" Guo Jinglue's eyes turned cold, and he came to kill Han Yu like a tiger out of its cage.

Don't look at Guo Jinglue's weak and innocent appearance, but when he moves his hands, he is extremely violent.

"Boom boom boom..."

Guo Jinglue threw three punches at once, one at Han Yu's chest, one at Han Yu's neck, and one at Han Yu's face. No matter which punch hit Han Yu, it would be fatal to Han Yu.

Moreover, Guo Jinglue punched so fast that even with Han Yu's eyesight, he could only see three phantoms. It was obviously three punches that were swung quickly one after another, but it gave people the feeling that he had three hands and they were all coming out together.

On Guo Jinglue's fist, there was a dazzling cyan light, like a bright sun, which could affect the opponent's observation.

With speed, strength, and dazzling light, Guo Jinglue's three punches can be said to be deadly three punches. If it weren't for Han Yu's soul power and his penetrating observation, he would have suffered a lot from his fists.

Han Yu quickly returned three punches. Han Yu's three punches, strength, speed and accuracy, were all just right.

"Bang bang bang..."

When the three fists collided, Han Yu's arm was numb for a while, and he stepped back a few steps, and there was a bone-cracking pain in his fist.

Han Yu was stunned. Although his injury was less than 50% healed, Han Yu's combat strength was there. It would not be a piece of cake to deal with ordinary Wu Wang Yizhong, but he would definitely not waste too much strength.

Moreover, the strength of his physical body is not limited, and his fists are even more indestructible. Even if he confronts the low-level king's soldiers head-on, Han Yu's fists will not be at a disadvantage, and at this time he actually feels the pain of cracking bones.

Guo Jinglue's strength and boxing skills are unbelievable. Han Yu clearly realized that even in his heyday, Guo Jinglue's boxing technique could pose a threat to him.

Han Yu's soul is locked on Guo Jinglue's double fists. At this moment, his fists seem to be plated with bronze. This is the uniqueness of his fists.

"What kind of boxing technique are you doing?" Han Yu asked. For this set of boxing techniques, he was a little moved. If he learned this set of boxing techniques with his physical strength, it would be almost invincible in close combat in the future.

"What, are you afraid? As long as you tell the secret why you don't wear Qi Tianjia, I can stop!" Guo Jinglue said proudly.

His set of boxing techniques was acquired in an ancient tomb, and it is extremely terrifying. In the melee combat, his senior brother who was in the third level of the Martial King was also beaten by him without any strength to fight back. That's why he dared to come to Han Yu alone.

Even if Han Yu's injury has healed, he still has the courage to fight Han Yu.

"Hmph!" Han Yu snorted heavily, and took the initiative to kill Guo Jinglue.

Han Yu's vitality surged out, forming a layer of gloves on his fists, and his fists moved like two fans. The fist wind whistled, and the trees within a radius of one hundred meters were instantly smashed by the terrifying fist wind.

Facing Han Yu's stormy fist, Guo Jing curled his lips in disdain, showing no intention of avoiding it, and it was a hard shake to meet Han Yu's fist.

"Bang bang bang..."

The fists of the two collided together, as if two sledgehammers collided with each other, making terrifying loud noises.

In a blink of an eye, the two punched hard for more than thirty times. Han Yu was so painful that his veins burst out, and the corners of his mouth gasped. Guo Jinglue had a calm look on his face.

Suddenly, a string of blood flew out and was smashed into pieces by the wind of the fist. Han Yu's fist was worn out, and there was a crack on the middle finger of his right hand.