Chapter seven hundred and thirty third only a little
On the other hand, Han Yu still looked calm and calm, as if he had defeated the entire Feng Shen Sect without any effort at all.
The scene was extremely quiet, only the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard again and again. Everyone was shocked by Han Yu's strength and power.
No one thought that Han Yu could actually defeat every sect of Feng Shen Sect with his own strength.
"How is it possible, how can he be so powerful!" Tie Lengchan, who fell to the ground, gasped for air, with a look of shock on his face, "Even the ninth-grade Taichu disciples of the three major sects are not so powerful.
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The other disciples of the Feng Shen Sect also stared at Han Yu in horror, with only one thought in their mind: Who is this person? He is too perverted.
As for Shen Lang of Wangyue Pavilion, his mouth was so wide open that he couldn't close it at all. Thinking about it now, he felt a little scared. Was he such a pervert? Why did he still want to teach him a lesson?
He was really lucky now. Fortunately, this pervert looked down on his Wangyue Pavilion and chose to fight against the Feng Shenmen opponent. Otherwise, he would have been brutally tortured by this person in Wangyue Pavilion.
With everyone watching, Han Yu once again walked up to the Yinling ancient tree and said, "I want this ancient tree, who has any objections?"
No one at the scene answered. Han Yu's extremely powerful cultivation had already shocked them.
"From now on, no one should disturb me, otherwise I will be killed without mercy!" Han Yu looked around again and said coldly.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around him felt as if the temperature of the air had dropped a bit, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
They had no doubt that this young martial artist must have had blood on his hands and had killed countless people, otherwise he would not have said such murderous words.
Han Yu no longer paid attention to the others, but sat cross-legged under the ancient Yinling tree and began to breathe in and out.
Of course, he still allocated some energy to pay attention to the people around him. If someone wanted to do anything to him, he would kill that person as soon as possible.
Seeing Han Yu sitting so arrogantly under the Yinling Ancient Tree and practicing, everyone around him couldn't help but look at him with envy and jealousy. How great it would be if he were the one there!
They fought and fought here for a long time, even sacrificing the lives of their fellow disciples, but they failed to win that opportunity.
But this person, only one person, grabbed one as soon as he came over. How could he not make people jealous?
However, they were jealous, and everyone was still very wary of Han Yu, so no one acted rashly.
Tie Lengchan was looking at Han Yu with a gloomy expression on his face. A thought flashed through his mind, whether he could kill him by giving him a thunder blow while he was practicing.
life?
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, it was difficult to suppress it. A cold light flashed in his eyes when he looked at Han Yu.
But at this moment, Han Yu, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Tie Lengchan expressionlessly.
"I'll do it!"
It was this glance that made Tie Lengchan shudder inwardly. Wouldn't this person be aware of his murderous intention?
At this time, the scene of Han Yu violently torturing their Feng Shenmen by himself flashed through his mind, and he suppressed the evil thoughts.
He shook his head fiercely and no longer dared to think wildly. This person was too powerful and gave him a feeling of palpitations. It was better not to let evil thoughts cloud his reason and not to provoke him.
And to take a step back, even if he really succeeds in the sneak attack and kills this person, the ancient Yinling tree may not belong to his Feng Shen Sect.
Han Yu was able to intimidate everyone with his own power, but he, the Feng Shen Sect, could not do this.
Anyway, there are still two Yunling ancient trees left, so let’s fight for those two ancient trees, Tie Lengchan thought, he waved his hand and stopped his fellow disciples who were about to attack Han Yu.
However, Tie Lengchan's ability to suppress his own evil thoughts in time does not mean that others can also suppress their evil thoughts.
Although they all know that even if they kill Han Yu, they may not be able to get the ancient tree, but so many of them have made such great sacrifices and still can't get it. Why should a boy from the eighth level of Taichu get it?
The eight disciples of Tianji Ridge looked at each other, and they all saw the murderous intent in each other's eyes.
This kid is too crazy. He dares to practice alone in front of so many people without anyone's care. Isn't this looking for death?
"Senior Brother Dai..."
A disciple from Tianji Ridge whispered to a disciple who looked like a leader with a fierce look on his face. Senior Brother Dai obviously understood the meaning of everyone below. He immediately made a gesture, and the group of people quietly
Pushing towards Han Yu.
People from other sects all watched this scene silently, watching what was about to happen next.
Will that extremely perverted boy from the eighth grade of Taichu survive this time?
Han Yu seemed to be unaware and allowed the disciples from Tianji Ridge to approach him. From beginning to end, he did not even blink.
Senior Brother Dai and the others all showed excitement and ruthlessness. As long as they completely surrounded this kid and attacked together with a thunderous strike, no matter how powerful he was, would he still be able to run away?
Tie Lengchan knew that these people in Tianji Ridge were definitely dead. The reason why the eighth-grade boy didn't notice the enemy's invasion was just pretending.
He can even accurately detect his own murderous intention, let alone the actions of so many people?
The reason why he still looks like an old monk in trance and doesn't seem to notice anything is that he must be pretending!
Soon, the disciples from Tianji Ridge surrounded Han Yu. Senior Brother Dai raised his right hand high. As soon as he gave the order, all the disciples would attack Han Yu.
But at this moment, Han Yu, who had been cultivating all this time, suddenly opened his eyes: "I know that if there is no blood, there will always be people who are dishonest."
Senior Brother Dai's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Do it!"
All the disciples of Tianji Ridge fired a thunderous strike at Han Yu, but at this moment, Han Yu disappeared directly.
In just an instant, Han Yuren appeared in front of Senior Brother Dai, and before he could react at all, he directly hit him with an unknown punch.
A scream was heard, and Senior Brother Dai fell to the ground, turning into a cold body.
Then, screams continued one after another, and corpses fell to the ground one after another. In just a dozen breaths, all the Tianjiling disciples who besieged Han Yu were killed by Han Yu.