Chapter 886

The man's words surprised Han Yu. He thought that only the first-class sects could have masters at the level of the King of Martial Arts. This has to make him sigh, Wuzhou is really a place where masters gather and talents come forth in large numbers.

"How do you know Xuantian Realm?" Han Yu suddenly realized that the situation might have gotten worse.

"The grievances between you and the Tianchan Sect are well known to everyone. In the whole land of Xiling, I don't know how many people want to find you. To be honest, I admire everything you have done from the bottom of my heart, so as long as you If you tell me where the Xuantian Realm is, not only will I not embarrass you, but I will not reveal your whereabouts." The man pretended to be very sincere.

"Since you already know my deeds and dare to block the way, are you not afraid that I will kill you?" Han Yu said coldly.

"You are very strong, but it is not easy for you to kill me!" the man said proudly. He is very confident in his own strength.

"In that case, I'll let you try it out, you're so powerful!" Han Yu moved like a tiger and rushed towards the man. After a few blinks, he arrived in front of the man.

"Broken fist?" The man was stunned, thinking what the hell kind of name is this?

However, the man had no time to think about it, Han Yu's fist was rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

There was a faint blue light emitting from this fist, with a sharp aura, like a sword out of its sheath, and its energy was as powerful as a broken bamboo. The man hurriedly raised his hand and greeted him with a palm.

"Boom..."

The fist and palm collided heavily, and there was a bone-cracking pain in the man's palm, which made him scream, and from Han Yu's fist, a terrifying force surged towards him like a flood arm, making his arm numb for an instant.

The man turned pale with fright, quickly used his body skills, and retreated quickly.

However, Han Yu followed him like a shadow, his fists moved in rotation, and he was like a tiger. In the blink of an eye, the man was punched several times, and each punch made him helpless and would break a bone in him.

"Stop!" The man was frightened and hurriedly called to stop.

Han Yu's momentum is too strong. Once he makes a move, he doesn't even have a chance to catch his breath. If this speed continues, the man will soon be torn apart by Han Yu.

"Hmph, it's late!"

Han Yu, who had unleashed his breaking fist, was extremely imposing, and his blood was boiling. Striking with both fists, he will never give up until he kills the opponent.

If the man's speed is faster than Han Yu's, he can still escape, but unfortunately his speed is far less than Han Yu's, so he can only be chased and beaten by Han Yu.

"Han Yu, I have no grievances with you, why put me to death?" the man shouted.

"I have no grievances with you, why do you block the way and kill me?" Han Yu sneered.

The man's intestines are about to regret, but there is no regret medicine at all.

"Han Yu, I was wrong, please stop, I can give you any compensation you want!" The man hurriedly begged for mercy.

The coldness in Han Yu's eyes grew stronger, and he saw a sinister look deep in the man's eyes. The man will definitely not admit it as he said. There is no doubt that as long as Han Yu releases him, he will immediately inform others of Han Yu's whereabouts.

"Boom!"

The man punched again in the chest, his sternum split open, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Ah, Han Yu, I'm fighting with you!"

The man flew out backwards, and when Han Yu chased him, he took out his talisman. Just now, Han Yu was like a gangrene, and he was at a loss what to do. He had no time to use weapons, and now he has a chance.

The man's talisman was a silver axe, which seemed to come alive in the man's hands, protecting his body and preventing Han Yu from getting close.

Han Yu tried to hit him hard several times, but was forced back by the axe.

"Hahaha, Han Yu, no matter how powerful your fist is, how can it compare to my ghost axe?" The man laughed. Han Yu was forced to retreat again and again, and finally let out a bad breath.

"Isn't it just a low-level king's soldier? What's so exciting about it!" Han Yu seized the opportunity and punched the Yaoming Ax to the side.

"Looking for death!" The man shouted coldly, and the ax hit Han Yu's fist.

"when!"

The two phases collided, making a loud noise like metal joining. The Yaoming Ax was almost blown away by Han Yu's punch. Han Yu jumped up and kicked the man's chest while the man's middle door was wide open, and kicked the man away. Han Yu also flew backwards with the help of the recoil But back, he turned around in the void before falling steadily.

The man had a chest injury before, and Han Yu's kick made the injury worse, and he kept spitting blood from his mouth. After tumbling for thousands of meters in the void, it stopped.

"How is it possible that you used your fist to shake my demon axe?" The man looked at Han Yu, his eyes widened, it was unbelievable.

He didn't realize that Han Yu's arm was hidden behind his back, his fist was loosened and clenched, and he clenched and loosened to relieve the pain. On the fist, many places were worn out.

However, on Han Yu's face, there was a calm look on his face, and he moved towards the man.

The man was terrified, turned around decisively and fled away. He no longer had the courage to fight Han Yu again. Han Yu struck out with his natal magic weapon with his bare hands. In his eyes, he was no different from a monster.

However, the man's speed could not be compared with Han Yu's, and his body was like a ghost, without a trace.

In the forest, there were constant bangs and screams. After half an hour, calm was restored. Somewhere among the chaotic rocks, Han Yu Lingfeng stood upright, and in front of him lay a corpse, it was the man just now.

Although Han Yu's face was calm, his mood was extremely excited. This is his first time, face to face, without the means of Qi Tianshi, to kill the master of Wuwang Sanzhong.

Han Yu glanced at the wound on his left shoulder. At this time, bones were already visible, but Han Yu didn't care at all.

"Whoosh!" Xiaojiao rushed from a distance, jumped onto Han Yu's left shoulder, and helped Han Yu lick the wound with his tongue.

"Aww..." After Xiaojiao touched Han Yu's wound once, he suddenly cried out when he saw Han Yu's wound, his voice was a little anxious. It seems to be saying: Why is my saliva not as effective as before?

Han Yu hugged Xiaojiao in his arms, and fondled its little head. The healing effect of Xiaojiao's saliva is still there, but because the power of the blood has dropped significantly, the healing ability has also declined.

Han Yu's physical body has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the healing effect of its saliva on Han Yu has naturally become very inconspicuous, which is comparable to the healing technique of the cyan dragon at this time.

Han Yu hesitated for a moment, but told it about Xiaojiao's loss of blood power. Xiaojiao can't speak human language, but can understand Han Yu's words.

After listening to it, not only was there no sadness, discouragement, or hatred, but instead advised Han Yu not to worry, it was fine.