His eyes have lost their luster, one arm is missing, his face is bloody and bloody, and you can even see his cheekbones exposed in the air. The only remaining left hand is holding it open, and blood is dripping. His body slows down. It fell slowly, stirring up a burst of dust.
"It is indeed a secret skill. With such power, even if a monk in the late stage of spiritual master confronts him head-on, it will be difficult for him to escape unscathed."
Han Yi sighed in praise, turned around and walked towards Han Yusheng.
"You little bitch, if you want to kill me, come and kill me. Those things have nothing to do with Yu Sheng." Xu Qingyu pulled out the dagger from his waist and rushed towards Han Yi.
Han Yi turned around and grasped the stabbed dagger. He looked at Xu Qingyu with an indifferent expression. Xu Qingyu let go of the dagger and slapped Han Yi's chest with lightning speed. His spiritual power surged out instantly, impacting Han Yi's chest. On the body.
"The cultivation level of an early spiritual master." Such an unexpected full-force blow would definitely seriously injure a late-stage spiritual master monk, but Han Yi endured it without any damage.
Xu Qingyu looked at him with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How is this possible?"
"You seem to have forgotten one thing. I am not only a spiritual cultivator, but also a body refiner, so attacks like yours are useless to me."
Han Yi had no expression on his face and ignored Xu Qingyu. He turned around and approached Han Yusheng step by step. Every time he took a step, a strong evil aura erupted from his body. The huge aura pressed on Han Yusheng's body, making him breathless. Come.
"What do you want to do? Come at me if you want to kill me or scratch me."
Xu Qingyu flew towards Han Yi and hit Han Yi behind with one palm after another. But Han Yi was like a steel giant, unmoving. Xu Qingyu's attacks were like the bites of ants to him. like water off a duck's back.
"You killed the person who was most important to me, and now I want to take away the person who is most important to you."
Han Yi's cold voice reached Xu Qingyu's ears.
"I want you to regret what you have done for the rest of your life. I want you to know what pain is, the pain that is worse than death."
Xu Qingyu was stunned. She couldn't believe that the child who was like trash in her eyes could be so cruel. She should have killed him long ago. She should have killed him long ago. If she had killed him long ago, If you killed him ten years ago, how could the result be like this?
"You little bitch, if you can, come to me, come to me."
She collapsed on the ground, looked at Han Yi's back, and screamed, but Han Yi turned a deaf ear.
In the distance, Han Yusheng didn't care about Han Yi's approach. He just looked at Xu Qingyu and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold her hand one last time.
"Yu'er, Yu'er." Xu Qingyu got up from the ground, tears kept pouring from her eyes, and her charming makeup was completely gone. She ran past Han Yi to hold Han Yusheng's hand.
Phew, two red spiritual lights shot out and pierced her calf. She fell to the ground, her outstretched hand stopped in the air, but she was far away from holding Han Yusheng's hand.
"Mother." Han Yusheng shouted. He wanted to stand up, but he was too weak. Dragon Transformation Slash used up all his strength.
He fell to the ground and crawled toward Xu Qingyu little by little. Xu Qingyu also crawled toward him little by little.
Han Yi walked step by step, crossing Xu Qingyu's body and reaching Han Yusheng's side.
"I can give you time to say your last words."
Han Yusheng did not raise his head to look at Han Yi. He hated looking up to others, especially Han Yi. He had looked up to the child who should have been called his brother countless times, but the relationship between them was so incompatible.
Because his mother didn't like him, he couldn't like him, no matter what. So he stole his father's seal and gave it to Han Yi as a toy, hoping to eliminate him from the Han family. At that time, Han Yi Five years old, he was eight years old, no one would think that an eight-year-old child could have such scheming thoughts.
But he does, and he hides it deeply. No one knows about it. Not even his mother, the woman named Xu Qingyu, knows about it.
"There is something I just want to tell you."
Han Yi knelt down and moved closer to Han Yusheng. The distance was just right so that only the two of them could hear his words.
"Do you know?" Han Yusheng said, "The person who stole the seal at that time was actually me, and I gave the seal to you. Therefore, your mother was killed by me and had nothing to do with my mother."
"Haha, haha, hahaha..." After he finished speaking, he laughed so unscrupulously and so wildly.
Click, click, the sound of cracking joints was heard. Han Yi clenched his fist tightly, his body was trembling slightly, and his face was almost distorted.
Han Yusheng turned over with laughter, looked at Han Yi's face, and smiled even more cheerfully.
"Haha, your face is really ugly."
The heart-breaking pain spread in Han Yi's body. He didn't know why he was like this. He obviously had nothing to do with the woman who had died for a long time, but when he heard Han Yusheng say it, he still felt so painful in his heart. It hurt so much. It seemed like it was about to burst.
"You deserve to die."
Han Yi gritted his teeth, raised his sword, and the sword edge fell from the sky, stabbing Han Yusheng's throat.
"No." Xu Qingyu shouted, so heartbreaking and desperate.
Phew, just when Han Yi's sword was about to pierce Han Yusheng's throat, a green sword light struck, and a sense of crisis arose in his mind. Han Yi gave up the attack and sheathed his sword to block.
The six-meter-long sword light exploded on the Huo Yan Sword, and the shock wave pushed Han Yi backwards. He landed in the distance and looked towards the direction from which the sword light came.
"Why, after hiding for so long, you finally let it go?"
A figure in black walked out of the shadows in the corner and looked at Han Yi with a surprised look on his face.
"Did you know I was there?"
"I heard your heartbeat." Han Yi said calmly, "I originally planned to deal with these people and then see who you are, but since you came out on your own, let's talk about which force you are from. ?”
"Zhou Chanfeng, kill him for me. If you kill him, all that you owe me will be canceled." Xu Qingyu looked at the man in black and roared with hatred on his face.
"What I owe you has been paid off." Zhou Chanfeng ignored Xu Qingyu's roar, just looked at Han Yi and said, "I am your father's subordinate, the captain of the first team of the Han family's shadow guards, Zhou Chanfeng."
"Han family shadow guard." Han Yi frowned, "Your surname is not Han."
"Many of the Shadow Guards are not named Han, but the Han family gave us a new life, so we are willing to become the Han family's Shadow Guards, guards in the shadows."
"Since you are from the Han family, why do you want to stop me from dealing with the rebellion?" Han Yi asked.
"Han Yusheng is the son of the head of the family, you can't kill him."
"The son of the family master, the son of the family master, I used to be the son of the family master, but no one cared about my life or death." Han Yi waved his sword with his right hand and pointed at Han Zhu, who was still fighting with the man in green robe. "That so-called family elder will only try his best to find ways. Come and kill me." He then pointed to Xu Qingyu, "That woman is unworthy of being the wife of the family master. She is narrow-minded and wants to kill me." He finally pointed to Han Yusheng, "And him, the son of the family master you mentioned, is only eight years old. You dare to steal the family master’s seal, put the blame on me, and kill my mother.”
Han Yi's eyes widened in anger and he roared like a lion.
"Every one of them wants me dead, everyone... deserves to die."
"If you want to stop me, then go to hell with them."
He moved and suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhou Chanfeng and slashed him with his sword.
Zhou Chanfeng raised his sword to block and activated his spiritual power with all his strength. He had seen Han Yi's attacks and knew that his physical strength was as powerful as a monster, and even a spiritual master in the later stage could not resist it.
Boom, the two swords collided together, and the terrifying power spread along the sword body. Zhou Chanfeng's face turned pale, and the stone slab under his feet exploded. He groaned and stepped back a few steps away. The hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably. The tiger's mouth was almost torn, and the muscles were tingling.
Han Yi advanced forward and passed by him as fast as lightning flashing. Before Zhou Chanfeng could react, Han Yi had already appeared next to Han Yusheng and stabbed him with his sword.
"Stop." Zhou Chanfeng turned around. He had no time to rescue him and only had time to shout out one sentence.
Poof, Han Yusheng spurted out a mouthful of blood mist, and then blood poured out of his mouth like a flood from a broken gate. Han Yi held the hilt of the sword, and the blade penetrated Han Yusheng's chest, completely piercing it.
"Haha, haha, you and your mother are both humble servants." Han Yusheng said this, laughing intermittently.
Han Yi's face was gloomy. He rotated the hilt of the sword vigorously, and the sword instantly destroyed Han Yusheng's heart.
Han Yusheng stared directly at Han Yi, his smile froze and became silent.
"Yu'er." Xu Qingyu's heart-rending cry sounded in the courtyard, sharp and sad.
"Ah, ah, little bitch, I want your life." She slapped the ground hard, her body rose into the air, and shot at Han Yi. The green spiritual power surged through her body, and she slapped Han Yi's chest with her palm. brain.
Han Yi struck out with his left hand at lightning speed, and the white spiritual power of Luo Shen Jue surged out. The two palms struck each other. Xu Qingyu was instantly defeated, and his body was shot backwards, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood in the air.
Seeing this, Zhou Chanfeng moved and caught Xu Qingyu's body that was shot backwards.
"Zhou Chanfeng, I hate you." She looked at Zhou Chanfeng with malicious eyes.
Han Yi approached step by step.
"You have killed her son, are you still unwilling to let her go?" Zhou Chanfeng looked up at Han Yi, with some anger on his face.
"I won't kill her, but I don't plan to let her go just like this."
Zhou Chanfeng put Xu Qingyu down and stood up to confront Han Yi.
"You want to stop me?" Han Yi looked at him and sneered, "You already knew it just now, you can't stop me."
"I don't intend to stop you, I just want to make a deal with you."
"Deal, what deal?"
"I knew that you had recovered your cultivation half a year ago, but I didn't tell the head of the family, nor Xu Qingyu. If I had informed Xu Qingyu at that time, you might not be alive today, so you owe me a favor. I will trade this favor with you now in exchange for your forgiveness of Xu Qingyu."