Chapter 885: The Blocker

Most of the Tianchan Sect's troops narrowed the encirclement to this cemetery, but left a huge gap in other places. Han Yu wandered around the magma world for a while, found a cave, and left quietly.

The people of Tianchan Sect were still working hard in the ancient tomb, Han Yu had left this place long ago, and went all the way to the southwest, crossing waves of Tianchan Sect's people, and finally walked out of the encirclement of Tianchan Sect.

After that, Han Yu galloped all the way, entered the western hinterland of Xiling, got rid of the people from Tianchan, and then stopped to heal his injuries. A day later, Xiaojiao woke up, saw Han Yu after waking up, was overjoyed, got close to Han Yu for a while, yelled at Han Yu, and asked Han Yu for treasures.

Han Yu took out more than a dozen plants of the seventh-grade medicine and handed them to Xiaojiao. Xiaojiao didn't dislike it. He jumped aside and started to eat.

On the surface, Xiaojiao is still full of vitality. But Han Yu knew that blood power injuries would not be life-threatening, but would affect potential.

It is not obvious at this time, but when Xiaojiao reaches a certain height, the trauma suffered this time will become a hurdle that it will never overcome, unless Xiaojiao can regain the power of blood, but it is not easy.

Han Yu sighed faintly, walked aside, and began to practice Po Fist.

Along the way, although Han Yu didn't deliberately heal his injuries, the cyan dragon healed Han Yu all the time, and Han Yu's injuries had already healed.

Poquan is a low-level mysterious power with eighteen cultivation meridians. The meridian in Han Yu's hand has been completely unblocked for a long time, and he can directly start the practice of breaking fist.

Han Yu's body shook, and the vitality surged out, poured into the meridians in his hands, and began to circulate rapidly along the meridians of Poquan's cultivation.

Suddenly, a weak blue light radiated from Han Yu's fist.

"drink!"

Han Yu shouted loudly and struck out with both fists. Without a fixed move, Han Yu performed the Po Fist according to the move of Lei Shikuangquan, and suddenly the wind of the fist whistled, and there was a sharp air, like a sword coming out of its sheath.

"boom……"

Han Yu punched a tall rock next to him. His fist was still half a meter away from the rock, and the rock exploded under the terrifying aura of punching, turning into fly ash.

Han Yu was amazed, no wonder he was not Guo Jinglue's opponent in close combat, the breaking punch was really too strong. At this moment, Han Yu is just getting started, and the power he exerted may not be one-tenth of that of Breaking Fist Dacheng, but Han Yu feels that he can easily kill a master with a single punch.

Although this has a lot to do with Han Yu's own combat power, the strength of Po Fist cannot be ignored. You must know that although Han Yu now has the strength to compete with the master of the third level of Wu Wang, it is still difficult to kill a master of the second level of Wu Wang in close combat.

The terrifying record in front of the Tianchan Sect's mountain gate in the past was also a means of combining with Qi Tianshi. But at this moment, relying entirely on the power of boxing, that amazing effect can be achieved.

If Guo Jinglue saw it, he would vomit blood. Breaking punches are powerful and have high demands on the body. Back then, it took him half a year to get started, and three years to master Po Fist. During this period, he suffered countless injuries due to backlash. And Han Yu's starting is just getting started, and the speed of the two's cultivation is simply not the same.

Han Yu kept waving his fists. Every time he slammed his fist, his understanding of punching increased, and the power of punching also increased.

Han Yu became more and more fond of Poquan. Po Fist is not only extremely powerful, but the moment Po Fist is cast, the indomitable momentum can make people excited and fearless.

Once Po Fist is cast, there is only one thought, and that is to break. No matter who the opponent is or what they are facing, they cannot shake the will to destroy.

Such a boxing technique that combines will, momentum, and power in one can be said to be rare in the world.

After Xiaojiao finished eating the medicinal materials, he completely recovered his spirit, stood up, hugged his front feet to his chest, and watched Han Yu practice boxing with relish. The little guy hadn't realized that most of his blood power had been lost.

The more Han Yu practiced, the more he worked hard, and he began to not stick to the moves of Lei Shi Kuangquan, but began to explore the moves by himself. Based on Han Yu's combat experience, it is not difficult to find out a set of more lethal boxing techniques by himself.

Han Yu didn't stop until he was sweating profusely and out of breath.

Po Fist without moves, its success does not depend on the moves, but on the use of vitality. Only when the vitality is used to the extreme can Po Fist be accomplished. And this, there is no shortcut, you have to practice again and again, fight again and again, in the battle to hone the exquisite use of vitality, and cultivate the strongest punch.

Han Yu sat on the ground and adjusted his breath secretly. Xiao Jiao ran over naturally, jumped onto Han Yu's shoulder, and fell asleep on his stomach.

Although Xiaojiao is already at the level of a demon general, he is still very small, and he doesn't feel out of harmony at all when he climbs on Han Yu's shoulder.

After Han Yu almost recovered, he continued to head southwest. His destination is Yaohuangling. Sun Dahou has entered Yaohuangling in all likelihood, and Han Yu wants to find him.

Han Yu tried his best to choose a place without human habitation. It is conceivable that the Tianchan Sect must be hunting him down in the whole land of Xiling.

What he doesn't know is that his current situation in Xiling is far worse than he imagined.

Before Han Yu left this wild mountain forest, he ran into trouble.

A person who is not a member of Tianchan, but also a person who collects medicine in this wild mountain forest, seeing Han Yu, is even more overjoyed than seeing a king of medicine, and rushed towards Han Yu immediately.

This is a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a full beard and a gray color in the beard. He has a powerful aura, giving people a feeling like a beast coming out of a cage. He is actually a master of the third level of Wuwang.

"What are you going to do?" Han Yu asked in a deep voice. When the other party saw him, he showed a bad look, which surprised Han Yu.

The people of Tianchan Sect are all following Han Yu now, and no one is still leisurely picking medicinal materials outside. He is very suspicious, whether the other party wants to kill people for money.

The man stopped a hundred feet away from Han Yu, and the joy on his face became even stronger, and he asked, "Are you Han Yu?"

Han Yu frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

The man waved his hand and said domineeringly: "You don't need to know who I am, if you don't want to die, tell me where the Xuantian Realm is."

Han Yu was even more surprised. The relationship between Xuantian Realm and him was only known by the people taught by Tianchan. How could he know? His face turned cold, and he said, "Are you a member of Tianchan?"

The man snorted coldly and said, "I'm not a shitty Zen teacher, I'm just a casual cultivator, so you don't have to worry, as long as you tell me the secret of Xuantian Realm, I won't make things difficult for you!"