Chapter 312: Xiang Yutian's Death (I)

Looking at Xiang Yutian, who was about to leave, Han Yi naturally wouldn't let him leave so easily.

Perhaps with his body alone, it would be difficult for Han Yi to catch up with Xiang Yutian in the face of Sun Simiao's full resistance, but he still had the wings to return to the source.

Just when Sun Simiao was about to strike again, Han Yi had already spread his wings of returning to the source, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he flew towards Xiang Yutian.

Sun Simiao looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that someone would have a pair of wings.

With his insight, he could naturally see that Han Yi's pair of wings were not real wings, but were transformed by true qi.

In his opinion, this should be a martial art, and even more, a supernatural power.

In this regard, Sun Simiao couldn't help but be amazed by Han Yi's talent and whimsy.

Of course, he didn't know that behind these martial arts created by Han Yi were the ideas provided for him by countless great gods.

However, as soon as Sun Simiao reacted, Han Yi's wings shook, and he had already come to Xiang Yutian.

The wings dissipated, Han Yi shrouded Xiang Yutian with momentum, turned to look at Xiang Yutian and said, "This road is impassable, you better stay here!" ”

Xiang Yutian stopped, and his left hand on the long sword at his waist rubbed gently, as if he might strike at any time.

"You're going to deal with the two of us on your own?"

At this time, Sun Simiao also came to Xiang Yutian's side with a frown, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

Even if he is a miracle doctor, with a compassionate heart, and a good man, he will inevitably be a little dissatisfied in the face of Han Yi's contempt.

Han Yi smiled indifferently and said, "Maybe it's one against two now, but as long as you stop the two of you, it won't be long before you quit the battle and stand by!" ”

When Sun Simiao heard this, he glanced at Xiang Yutian, who was a little restless, and realized something.

It seems that as long as there is no broken powerhouse who can affect the situation of the battle to turn the tide, this battle of the Great Sui will undoubtedly win.

Just when Han Yi's momentum enveloped the two of them, Zhang Sanfeng and other masters, as well as Lai Hu'er, who had assembled the army, also fought with the Buddhist masters and monks who came from behind.

These carefully selected five thousand elites are all existences that have cultivated to the transcendent second realm, and even many of them have cultivated to the third realm, reaching the peak of the day after tomorrow, and their combat power is comparable to the innate realm.

In terms of individual strength, these 5,000 elites may not be as good as the 5,000 monk soldiers, but these 5,000 elites are all proficient in the military formation and cooperate with the existence of tacit understanding.

Even those monks and soldiers knew some formations, but Han Yi, the five thousand elites, could barely compete.

And the masters of both sides, Zhang Sanfeng directly faced the two great masters of Buddhism, Wang Yangming, Dongfang Bai and Shi Zhixuan, and the thirteen grandmasters of Buddhism.

Zhu Yuyan and others cleaned up these monks and soldiers.

When the war was a big battle, it was a splatter of flesh and blood, and corpses were everywhere.

In this fight, Han Yi's convenience fell into disadvantage, and often three soldiers could only be exchanged for two monks.

In terms of masters, Zhang Sanfeng pressed the opponent with one enemy and two opponents, and it won't be long before the winner can be decided.

As for Wang Yangming and the others, in the face of the siege of the thirteen grandmasters of Buddhism, they still seemed to be at ease.

And under the hard work of Zhu Yuyan and other strong people, Han Yi's army, which had fallen into disadvantage, was gradually leveled, and even gained the upper hand.

For a time, where the armies clashed, they were full of energy, golden light was shining, dragons and tigers roared, Buddha chanted, and blood flew sideways.

On Han Yi's side, they looked at each other silently, silently.

Xiang Yutian glanced at the battlefield, and immediately knew that the five thousand monks and soldiers were finished, and as for the Wuxian Temple, they could only be whipped.

Xiang Yutian lowered his head slightly, and the evil and domineering temperament spread, even after Han Yi felt this temperament, he didn't have a trace of appreciation and recognition in his heart.

Raising his head, he did not hide the madness in Yutian's eyes.

"Over the past two hundred years, I have traveled all over the world, comprehended the Dao of Heaven, and finally cultivated the Dao Heart Cultivator.

However, I found that I had not experienced the demon seed that he had comprehended humanity, and after cultivating to the realm of demonic transformation, he would actually step into the realm of ruthlessness.

I am a human being, if I am a human being, then I have seven emotions and six desires, I cultivate, that cultivation is to satisfy my selfish desires, if I cultivate to the realm of ruthlessness, then is it still me? ”

Xiang Yutian looked in a trance, as if recalling, as if asking, and suddenly became excited again.

"You know what? When I knew that the door was going to raise a real dragon, I had a crazy plan to replace it!

In this world, what is the best way to understand humanity and be an emperor?

As long as I understand humanity and the unity of heaven and man, not only will I not step into the ruthless realm of Taishang, but I can also add a foundation to the brokenness. ”

Xiang Yutian's eyes were even more crazy, his right hand pointed at Han Yi, and he roared hysterically: "But all this, because of you, is all shattered!" ”

Sun Simiao was a little sympathetic to Xiang Yutian, and the opportunity to preach that he had been waiting for was stopped like this, and anyone would go crazy.

Han Yi was silent, after all, it was a matter of the Great Dao, and it was a foregone conclusion that he would not die.

Xiang Yutian closed his eyes, smiled freely, and after opening his eyes again, his eyes were already calm, but the swelling murderous intent around him was a crazy reminder of Han Yi.

Han Yi naturally wouldn't be naΓ―ve to think that Xiang Yutian had let go of everything, and at this time, Xiang Yutian didn't have waves in his heart, and letting go was the most dangerous side.

Xiang Yutian's left hand flicked, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and after taking the long sword in his right hand, he whispered: "This sword, butterfly loves flowers!" With a total length of 3 feet 8 inches, it is my best friend Yan Fei's sword. ”

I saw this long sword, the sword body was covered with diamond-shaped dark lines, and it was cast with the three words of butterfly love flower with the inscription of bird seal.

The blade is not straight, the dorsal bone is clear and linear, its widest point is about half a foot from the handle, and then it is adducted in an arc until the blade is convex again and then adducted inward into a sharp edge.

The blue light of the muddy body is boundless, giving people a feeling of cold as ice and snow, and a sharp feeling of being picky.

Han Yi was indifferent, raised the spear in his right hand, and sang loudly: "This spear, the dragon spear of the heavens!" Changzhang San, weighing 365 catties, specializes in killing the rebellious evil dragon, the king of Dongyi Goryeo, who died under this spear! ”

Xiang Yutian bowed his head, and then tapped his feet, the butterfly love flower in his hand shook, and a little sword flower appeared.

Han Yi's eyes froze, and as soon as he raised the spear in his hand, he immediately greeted him, and the blood-burning ambition in the three-style spear killing move was once again presented.

The two shot one after another, and Sun Simiao naturally couldn't fall behind, so he used it with the next blow.

Han Yi's gaze was certain, his left hand clenched into a fist, and he immediately greeted the world.

Suddenly, in the dark night sky, a pitch-black crack spread in the air, and a magnificent fairy light suddenly appeared from the crack, there was a dragon and a tiger, accompanied by each other, it was really like a fairyland.

There is also a cold light cast of blood, carrying a momentum that can overturn the world and suppress everything, and meet this ethereal fairy light.

(End of chapter)