Boom!

The shattered soul palm bombarded down, and the man surnamed Zhuang Zhihai was suddenly shocked, and in an instant, the Yuan Shen collapsed, Zhihai collapsed, and the soul annihilation breath was stunned. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The figure of the man surnamed Zhuang fell with the wind, and the eyes like dead fish eyes had not closed for a long time, and there was still a trace of disbelief in his eyes, as if he couldn't even believe that he would hate the hands of this unknown young man.

The Yuan Shen collapsed, and the cultivator surnamed Zhuang died, and his body was like a kite with a broken line, falling down towards the mountains, and the twelve magic swords controlled by Jiulian also fell with it when no one controlled it.

Sou!

The corners of Han Yu's mouth provoked a sneer, his body shook, and after glancing at the man surnamed Zhuang, his palm was an empty claw, but when he saw a whoosh, the falling energy whirlwind banner was pulled and floated towards his palm.

This banner energy fluctuations are extremely majestic, giving people an inexplicable mood that cannot be offended, obviously it is not an ordinary heaven-level magic weapon, most of them are between that heaven-level and spirit-level.

The palm of his hand took this flag, Han Yu glanced at it slightly, and then put it into the storage bag with the palm of his hand, and his eyes fell on a storage bag on the waist of the man surnamed Zhuang.

Call!

Without a trace of hesitation, as soon as his palm grabbed out of thin air, the storage bag fell towards Han Yu's palm.

"Senior Brother Zhuang!"

"Master!"

When Han Yu ingested the magic weapon of the man surnamed Zhuang, the cultivators of the Dust Refining Sect who were fighting with the Nine Flame Heavenly Dragons and the Beast Puppet had gloomy faces, and they couldn't help but let out a sad cry, and a trace of inexplicable panic emerged in their eyes.

This cultivator surnamed Zhuang is not weak, if he uses his means, even the mystical cultivators of the Three Heavenly Mansions are not his opponents, but these cultivators have died here so inexplicably, how can they feel at ease?

Han Yu put away the storage bag, his eyes suddenly turned and fell on those cultivators, a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "Don't worry, you will go to accompany him immediately!" ”

These people want to be unfavorable to him, since they have already made a move, Han Yu has no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, once this kind of thing has a grudge, it cannot be resolved, and the only way to kill the opponent is to do it at the moment.

"If you kill my Dust Refining Sect cultivator, the cultivators in my sect will definitely not let you go." The young man in the Birth-Changing Realm snorted coldly.

"What about killing you as a cultivator of the Dust Refining Sect?" Han Yu said coldly, "If I don't kill you, I'm afraid that the one who will die will be me, right?" In that case, then go down with him as well. ”

The cold words fell, Han Yu's eyes were cold in vain, his body shook, his palm turned over, and a palm print appeared in the air out of thin air.

Infinite Eight Desolation Fire Palms!

Airplanes!

Before the loud shouts fell, a fiery palm print suddenly flipped in the void, suddenly setting off a terrifying fluctuation, carrying a boundless artistic conception bombardment down.

"Shaft dares!"

Seeing that Han Yu was so arrogant to deal with the young man of the Fetal Transformation Realm, several Mystery Cultivators couldn't help but shout, but due to the violent attacks of the Nine Flame Heavenly Dragon and the Tiger and Leopard Beast Puppet, they had no time to separate themselves at the moment, so they had to be in a hurry.

"Why don't you dare? Deal with him and it will be your turn later. ”

Han Yu's words were indifferent, without a trace of scruples, and when the Infinite Eight Desolation Fire Palms bombarded down, the trick was triggered, and an obscure aura quietly condensed.

"Infinite Eight Desolation Fire Palms! What a terrible momentum! ”

The flaming giant palm bombarded down, and the young man's body couldn't help but tremble, his Adam's apple squirmed, and a trace of horror appeared in his eyes.

This palm print is not only extremely hot and has the momentum of burning the Eight Desolations, but the all-encompassing and all-encompassing momentum contained in it makes the young man feel an inexplicable powerlessness.

As a mutant realm, this son is confident that he can fight with the Upanishads, but in the face of such infinite attacks, only a deep fear emerges.

Brush!

Frightened, the young man's hand trick was triggered, and the seven magic swords were all over the sword, and they slashed towards the palm print of the flames, and at the same time, the majestic spiritual power in the sea of consciousness gushed out without sparing, and a storm of energy followed by several magic swords.

Boom!

The magic sword slashed through the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow, but when it encountered the Infinite Eight Desolation Flame Palm, the sword qi trembled in vain, and then collapsed, and a surging palm print almost crushed the magic sword in one fell swoop.

Bang!

The Flame Palm defeated the magic sword and then took advantage of the momentum to bombard down, and suddenly intersected with the raging energy storm.

Seeing that his magic sword was defeated in one fell swoop, a trace of panic appeared in the young man's eyes, and he pursed his lips at the moment, only hoping that the energy storm could withstand it for a moment.

Boom!

A loud noise came out, and the sky in front of him trembled suddenly, and in an instant, you could see that in a storm of vitality, there was a scorching air flow raging, and a palm print was to shatter and burn the energy storm in an extremely domineering way, and it was annihilated towards the young man in the fetal transformation realm.

"This!"

The scorching air flow raged down, and the figure of the young man in the fetal transformation realm trembled suddenly, and the energy shield in front of him showed signs of collapse, biting his lip tightly, and his eyes full of panic couldn't help but look towards the void in the distance.

"Bang!"

The expected savior did not appear, and in an instant, a palm print gradually expanded in the pupils of the young man in the fetal transformation realm, and then under the bombardment of a terrible stream of fire, he only felt that the talisman armor instantly shattered, and a flame carried a strange artistic conception to rage down towards his body.

Wow!

The figure of the young man in the fetal transformation realm was like a kite with a broken string floating down, and a mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth, but before he could come back to his senses, a palm print containing infinite meaning bombarded down towards him.

Soul Crusher!

An indifferent voice floated into his ears, and in an instant, the bones of the young man in the Birth Transformation Realm were broken, and a terrifying palm print condensed out in the sea of knowledge, and suddenly bombarded down towards his Yuan Shen who was still in shock.

"It turns out that this is the mystery of the Broken Soul Palm!"

When the palm print bombarded down, the young Yuanshen couldn't help but reveal a trace of inexplicable thoughts, and before he could think about it, the Yuanshen collapsed under a terrible palm wind.

Call!

With a slap of the hand, a refining god of the fetal transformation realm was killed, Han Yu glanced at this person lightly, and there were not too many emotional fluctuations, this is a world where the weak eat the strong, and between the enemy, either you die or I die, a trace of mercy will bring you into the infernal purgatory.

Sou!

Han Yu took the young man's storage bag into his hand with a claw, and his eyes flickered in vain, and his gaze fell on the three Olympic cultivators not far away.

Call!

Sen Han's incomparably cold eyes fell on him, and several mystical cultivators couldn't help but shudder, this young man was too perverted, and his strength was completely beyond the expectations of others.

This is a not-for-all evil!

Shout!

Han Yu's figure flickered, and his eyes were locked on a middle-aged man with a slightly weak breath, and there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of this person's mouth, and he was being shocked back by the fierce claws of the Nine Flame Heavenly Dragon.

Call!

As soon as the palm of his hand flipped over the Infinite Eight Desolations, the Flame Palm bombarded down while the U.S. cultivator had not yet stabilized his body.

For such an opportunity to beat the water dogs, Han Yu naturally would not miss it, he is not such a pedantic person who fights with people and pays attention to what is above board.

"Damn, why hasn't Elder Qi come yet?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were horrified, and his stable figure couldn't help but tremble under the impact of the palm wind of the Infinite Eight Desolation Fire Palms, and the long halberd in his hand was provoked, and an imposing halberd carried a terrifying wave of vitality, as if the Nine Heavens Galaxy was heading towards the other party.

Boom!

A palm bombarded down, the halberd trembled, and the terrifying waves of vitality carried behind it collapsed and scattered, causing a ripple of vitality, but he saw the Wuji Eight Desolation Fire Palm, which was like a broken bamboo, and the halberd was bombarded towards the middle-aged man in one fell swoop.

Brush!

The middle-aged man was frightened, and the long halberd in his palm danced to protect himself from the wind and rain, and under the dissolution of the fierce halberd, the momentum of the Infinite Eight Desolation Fire Palm decreased sharply, and finally collapsed when he was only two feet away from this person.

Bang!

Rao was like this, and the terrifying fluctuation of vitality still shook the middle-aged man several feet away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"This son has actually comprehended an artistic conception, and even this vitality fluctuation has such a terrifying momentum." The middle-aged man's face was full of surprise, and at this time, a stream of fire raged into his body with that all-pervasive momentum, and rushed towards the meridians and limbs of his body.

Call!

The middle-aged man's body shook suddenly, and the vitality in Tianfu gushed out, and he hurriedly shook out the fire flow that had invaded his body.

Airplanes!

However, before this person could stretch his brows, a soul-shaking air flow raged down, instantly blocking the air around him, and when he suddenly raised his head, he saw a huge palm containing infinite meaning bombarded down his head.

"It's Soul Crush!"

The middle-aged man's heart thumped, and he was frightened, and with a profuse of the spear in his hand, he pierced towards the palm print containing a terrifying aura.

"Hugh has to be presumptuous, stop the old man quickly, otherwise you will die without a place to bury!" A low shout suddenly shook through the void.

Call!

The sound waves rolled in, and in an instant, a terrifying wave of spiritual power raged in the void like the tide of the sea.

"It's Elder Qi!"

Several arcane cultivators of the Dust Refining Sect hurriedly raised their heads, their eyes followed the sound, but they saw that there were several streams of light in the void not far away, flying towards this place at an extremely fast speed.

The leader was the cultivator of the Divine Void Realm, Qi Baicheng, who had several not weak auras on him.

"Jie Ji, Elder Qi is here, this time you are definitely going to die!"

The middle-aged man heard this familiar voice, his face was full of excitement, and when he raised the halberd towards the Broken Soul Palm, he couldn't help but shout gloomily at Han Yu.

"Whether I die or not, you can't decide, but now you are certain to die!" The corners of Han Yu's eyes twitched slightly, and with a flip of his palm, the momentum of the broken soul palm suddenly skyrocketed, and one palm bombarded the halberd shadow.

Boom!

A terrifying fluctuation spread, but I saw that the shadow of the halberd picked out by the middle-aged man's halberd suddenly collapsed, and the Broken Soul Palm also collapsed.

"Look how you kill me!"

Seeing that the Broken Soul Palm was resisted, the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth lifted a smug smile, now that Elder Qi has arrived, after receiving this blow, there will be no need to worry about everything.

However, a line that exploded from the palm of the broken soul was extremely crazy and submerged towards the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

"It's!"

The middle-aged man's eyes sank in vain, and panic appeared in his eyes, "It turns out that this palm has this... Upanishads...! ”

As the intermittent words fell, the middle-aged man's eyelids suddenly rolled, and he was speechless.

"Boy, if the old man doesn't kill you, he won't be a man!"

Seeing the cultivator in the sect being killed in front of him, Elder Qi's face was full of anger, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, his body swept to the vicinity, and the majestic spiritual power gushed out, and between the palms of his hands, an imposing magic seal was condensed.

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