Seeing Yu Huairen's appearance clearly, Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. "→おkanshuge Free Serial Novel Reading Network c."
1a The robe he wore had been shattered, revealing the dark golden inner armor close to his body, and the broad sword was blocked in front of his face.
He slowly put down the broad sword, his left hand hanging down weakly, blood dripping from the fingertips. On his left chest, the inner armor was pierced, leaving a terrifying sword mark, half a foot wide, there was no doubt that this sword His heart had been completely cut in half.
A large stain of blood on the ground looked like spilled water, and blood flowed from the crack in the inner armor.
"Pfft..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.
"As expected of Lei Lingyu's disciple." The sword in Yu Huairen's hand fell to the ground. He sat down cross-legged. He did not take any elixir to heal the injury or stop the bleeding. His heart was cut in half. What kind of healing elixir? The medicine was gone, and at that moment one-third of the blood in his body spewed out.
If it weren't for the strong spiritual power that kept him alive, he would have died long ago.
"Actually, Yin Xiao's blow just now has seriously injured you." Yu Huairen looked at Han Yi and said weakly.
Han Yi looked at him and nodded.
"That spiritual weapon is very powerful. It's a miracle that I survived."
Indeed, Han Yi almost lost consciousness after being hit by the magic dragon stake. Every inch of flesh and bone in his body seemed to have been torn and shattered and then forcibly repaired.
At that time, he was pressed into the ground by the Demonic Dragon Stake, unable to move. If Zhao Tianji hadn't been a weapon spirit, he could have activated the Xuanshui Bead on his own. While helping Han Yi heal his injuries, he also held up the Xuanshui Boundary Wall to block part of the power of the Demonic Dragon Stake. , Han Yi didn't know how many times he died. Even so, he still suffered serious internal injuries, so he did not choose to fight Yu Huairen head-on, but used a little trick.
"Very good, then I'm relieved." Yu Huairen said something Han Yi couldn't understand.
Swish, swish, at this moment, figures appeared in Cangyu Forest, and Han Yi turned around to look.
"Why are you back again?"
The visitors were clearly Qiu Linglong, Ji Xuanyou and others. They had no time to speak at all, because they were followed by hundreds of figures, and the vision opened by the Canglong Palace actually attracted more than half of the disciples in the secret realm.
The forest in all directions resounded with the rustle of leaves and the sound of high-speed wind. In just a few breaths, thousands of figures appeared in the huge open space in front of the mountain. They were wearing robes of various colors, looking at Lan. The disciples of Yueling Mansion watched eagerly.
A dozen disciples of the Spirit King stage stopped in the air, looked at Han Yi, and then looked at Yu Qiuleng, who was sitting on the square in front of the Canglong Palace that had not completely collapsed.
At this time, Yu Qiuleng seemed to be performing a special secret technique. A silver ball of light floated out from his forehead and flew into his chest quickly. The silver light surged, and the huge sword wound on his chest was quickly struck. Repaired.
After regaining consciousness, Yu Qiuleng turned over his hands and took out a dozen healing elixirs, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them into his belly. Although he was controlled by Yu Huairen's soul, he actually knew everything that happened. Where did his injuries come from? He knew it too.
Han Yi also felt the gaze coming from behind, and turned his head slightly to look over. Yu Qiuleng stood up with a pale face.
"Yu Qiuleng."
"Whoever can kill him, I will give him two million spirit stones and forty spirit pills. Each disciple of Lanyue Lingfu will offer a reward of two hundred thousand spirit stones."
Yu Qiuleng's voice came down from the mountain peak, and thousands of disciples immediately became excited. Even the dozen or so spirit king-stage beings showed fiery expressions. They didn't care about the spirit stones, but the forty spirit pills.
"You are looking for death." Han Yi was angry and suddenly disappeared into the air, appearing in front of Yu Qiuleng and punching him.
Yu Qiu smiled coldly, and the teleportation stone in his hand shattered with a click. Strong spatial fluctuations immediately enveloped him completely, and Han Yi did not dare to get close, otherwise those twisted spaces would tear his body to pieces.
"I'm waiting for your good news."
Before he disappeared, a cold voice reached everyone's ears.
Han Yi's face was gloomy, and he slowly turned around and looked at the thousands of disciples around him, as well as the dozen Spirit King Stage beings in the sky.
Even if he is not seriously injured, it is extremely difficult to deal with more than a dozen Spirit King disciples at the same time, not to mention that he is seriously injured now and has to take care of Qiu Linglong and the other five.
"What do you think?" The young man in red robe glanced at Han Yi, then looked at the other people in the air and said.
"Forty soul pills are very tempting." A young man in blue robe said, seeming to be a little moved.
"With a dozen of us working together, it will be no problem to kill him. With so many disciples below, it will be more than enough to destroy Lan Yueling Mansion." A woman in a green skirt said.
"Let's all vote. If you want to take action, please take a step forward. If you don't want to take action, please leave here for a while." The young man in red robe said.
Before a few people could move, a young man took the lead and flew out.
"Junior Brother Kuching Feng, are you too impatient?" the red-robed young man said displeasedly, but Kuching Feng didn't pay attention to him at all and went straight to a place dozens of meters away in front of Han Yi.
"Did you open the Canglong Palace?"
"Why should I answer your question?"
"Your answer will determine whether I join them or not."
Han Yi frowned and calmed down. It was not appropriate for him to make too many enemies now.
"no."
"Do you know who turned it on?"
"It should be Yu Qiuleng and a foreigner."
"Demon?"
"Do you know about the demon clan?" Han Yi was a little surprised.
He knew about the demon clan because he took over a hunting mission when he was on Lanyue Island. The target he was chasing was a demon cultivator who practiced evil arts. However, he did not expect that the demon cultivator turned out to be a night demon and was almost betrayed.
Kill, if Kui Long's blood power hadn't summoned Kui Long's phantom to save his life in the end, he would have died long ago.
"Master told me about the things sealed in the Canglong Palace. No one in this world will be interested in them except the demons."
"There are also shadows of the Demon Sect here."
"Demon Sect." Kuching Feng frowned, "They are here too." He looked at Han Yi, "Thanks for letting me know. If you can leave here alive, maybe we still have a chance to become friends."
"I hope so, so many people want my life." Han Yi smiled.
"Goodbye by fate."
Kuching Feng clasped his fists, turned around and flew away, leaving the battlefield straight away. All the Spirit General disciples following him on the ground also rushed out of Cangyu Forest without any regrets, as Yu Qiuleng promised
Offering a reward won't tempt them at all.
Seeing Kuching Feng leave directly, the remaining dozen spirit king-level beings all frowned.
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