Chapter 889 Great Wilderness Chaos Body

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the black and white colors on Li Hanxue's body gradually gathered towards his chest.

"It's finally the last moment." Li Hanxue breathed a sigh of relief. The third step has reached the final moment. As long as there are no accidents, the Great Wilderness Chaos Body can be refined.

However, at this moment, Li Hanxue's ears rang with a loud laugh.

A huge breath burst out, and everyone on Jiyan Mountain was shocked and felt the horror of that breath.

King Yanyan was naturally fine.

However, some people with low cultivation were shocked and their minds trembled. Their true qi reversed and they went crazy. What's more, some people rolled their eyes and were shocked to death.

"Hahaha..."

Situ Yu laughed loudly, his long hair was like a raging fire, flying wantonly, his whole body was pure red and transparent, and the hot flames rolled up wildly, like a fire god descending to the earth.

He glanced at Li Hanxue. Although Li Hanxue was in a strange state at this time, he didn't care, but showed a trace of contempt.

"Qin Liuyan, it's useless even if you practice for another ten years. Now my Burning Body has been fully developed. Under the Saint Lord, I, Situ Yu, have no rivals. What can you use to compete with me? Hahahaha..."

Situ Yu was full of pride and arrogant.

How could Li Hanxue pay attention to him? He was very nervous at the moment and tried his best to speed up his practice.

"Hurry! Hurry up!"

The black and white colors on Li Hanxue's body gradually merged together, and his lower body quickly returned to its original color.

But the upper body still retained the black and white color. Only five black and white lines were printed on his chest to the Dantian. In addition to these five lines, there were five black and white vortices. These five vortices were not in a straight line, but were arranged from top to bottom according to a certain trajectory. The five vortices were like living things, slowly rotating.

The moment these five vortices appeared, all the strange colors on Li Hanxue's body faded away. Except for the five black and white lines and black and white vortices, everything returned to normal.

Situ Yu smiled and said, "Qin Liuyan, stand up quickly and fight me. I want to crush you completely. Do you know what makes me feel the best? That is when others think they are the strongest, they are crushed by me. This feeling is the most wonderful!" "It seems that you are really confident." Li Hanxue opened her eyes and changed into a loose gray robe. There was no sharp light in her eyes, only an indescribable calmness. Song Rou's mood became a little complicated at this time. She hoped that Situ Yu would win, but strangely she didn't want this fake Qin Liuyan to lose. Situ Yu also frowned after noticing the look in Li Hanxue's eyes. Situ Yu had never seen this kind of look. Anyone who fought with him could be divided into these types. One type was trembling with fear and fear of death. Such people were full of fear in their eyes. Before the battle, their eyes betrayed them. The second type was blind self-confidence, thinking that they could beat Situ Yu, so their eyes were full of sharpness, contempt and provocation. Such people often did not have a good result. As for the third type, they are people with the same strength as Situ Yu, such as the young perverts of the Hanyan and Shengyan tribes. From their eyes, Situ Yu saw caution, because the two people have similar strengths, so they must hide themselves to prevent the other party from finding out your details.

However, Situ Yu had never seen Li Hanxue's eyes. In his eyes, there was neither fear, nor provocation and contempt, nor caution, only calmness, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. This calmness is like a terrifying sign before the storm.

Situ Yu's heart actually began to be uneasy at this moment.

"Damn, why do I feel so bad? I have cultivated a great burning body. Is there anyone who is my opponent below the Saint King? This fake Qin Liuyan is not even a high-level wild warrior. I can kill a bunch of guys like this with one punch. Why! Why do I feel a little panic!" Situ Yu was full of confusion.

Among the people of the Yan clan, there were almost no people who could see through the current situation. Everyone thought that Situ Yu would win, and even Yang Qian was full of despair.

If Li Hanxue loses, Song Rou will really marry and become Situ Yu's woman.

He looked at Song Rou with dismay and was surprised to find that Song Rou was staring at Li Hanxue.

Yang Qian knew Song Rou's character. She could be said to be fickle, but it was impossible for someone without strength to make her fickle. She had an extremely sensitive nose for the strong.

"She is actually paying attention to Brother Huang?"

At this moment, King Yunyan's eyes burst into a brilliant light. He stared at Li Hanxue. In his eyes, there was no one else except Li Hanxue. Even Situ Yu became air in his eyes.

"This boy, this boy..."

Although Situ Yu, who was in the center of the round platform, felt that the atmosphere was a little abnormal, he was still confident that he was invincible. People who can cultivate to his level are absolutely confident in themselves and will not shake their beliefs because of some trivial things.

"Qin Liuyan, I promise this is the last time you stand and talk, take it!"

Situ Yu's body exploded, the wild energy burned wildly, turned into infinite fighting power, like a meteorite hitting the air, and hit Li Hanxue fiercely.

Everyone's heart was lifted at this moment.

Facing Situ Yu's fatal blow, Li Hanxue slowly raised his fist, and his pupils suddenly turned into a black and white vortex, spinning violently.

Black and white stripes climbed up Li Hanxue's face, Li Hanxue's face became extremely indifferent, and his right hand suddenly turned pure black.

An indescribable sense of panic permeated the entire Jiyan Mountain.

The sky was in a state of panic, the earth was in a state of panic, and the earth was in a state of panic, and the people were in a state of panic!

The distant and vast ancient war song was like a god beating a drum!

Everyone was enveloped by this huge breath, and fear, uneasiness, and awe from the depths of their hearts quickly spread throughout their bodies. The people of the Yan clan felt like they were worshipping the Yan Emperor, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down.

The body of the Fallen Yan King also trembled: "This... This is..."

Finally, under the attention of everyone, Li Hanxue punched Situ Yu.

Bang!

This was an unexpected result, but now everyone felt it was natural, and they were not even surprised at all.

Situ Yu was defeated by Li Hanxue's punch, and the whole person flew out of Jiyan Mountain. His Dacheng burning body was shattered by a punch, and his life and death were unknown.

The huge war song was still echoing in the minds of the Yan clan. They no longer cared about Situ Yu's life and death, because at this moment they witnessed the appearance of a person who had never existed before.

He made all the young masters of the eight Yan tribes ashamed, and geniuses were just jokes in front of him. Situ Yu became his foil, always used as a green leaf to set off, even the geniuses of the Cold Flame Tribe and the Holy Flame Tribe became dim in front of him.

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