The black sword body that represented no killing trembled, approaching Han Yu inch by inch.

The three soul babies in front of Han Yuwu gathered in one place, and they breathed at the black sword body in unison.

The black body of the sword trembled again, and three breaths of different colors covered the body of the sword, red, green, and purple, and the body of the sword completely became a strange situation.

The red sword body was constantly dripping with blood.

The green sword body was cracked into a series of gaps, and those gaps were sinuous and distributed, covering the whole body of the sword body in the middle, as if the sword would break at any time.

But this sword trembled slightly, did not break, and was still advancing, step by step!

The position of the purple hilt is directly illusory, constantly collapsing in the purple breath, and then recovering.

It's just that the restored condition is a bit miserable, and it's glued together irregularly, and it doesn't look like a sword hilt anymore.

Every inch that this long sword approached Han Yucao, it was like a victory, its sword body continued to tremble, and with every step forward, the entire sword body changed, and the blood color in the front disappeared, and the exposed sword body was no longer black, but purple.

The green in the back moved backwards, and the position of the hilt of the sword, which had been haphazardly glued together, was eroded by the green breath, and it was immediately covered with dense cobweb-like gaps.

Eventually, the hilt truly fell apart under this green breath.

In this way, when he finally came to Han Yucao, there was only half a golden broken sword left!

Although it is a broken sword, it blooms with an indomitable and incomparable momentum, and the broken sword moves forward, an inch short, an inch dangerous, and goes straight to the throat of Han Yu.

Han Yuwu obviously didn't expect this broken sword to actually break through the layers of barriers and come to him.

Although in Han Yuyi's eyes, this broken sword would not bring him too much harm, but this broken sword was already the ultimate in power in this world, it was sharper than Li Shenyi's sword, more ferocious, and more specialized.

This is the sword above the great master, the body is the sword, the sword is the body, never give up, go straight to the goal, that is, cross thousands of mountains and rivers, but also come to the enemy, even if you can't give the enemy a fatal blow, but also make the enemy frightened, let him be afraid.

It's a pity that its enemy is the most powerful person in this world, and Han Yuwu will not be afraid, but will only show respect to him.

The broken sword was already less than three inches away from Han Yucao's throat, and perhaps as long as it took one more step forward, it could pierce through the wall cage and pierce Han Yucao's neck.

However, the distance of three inches was so insurmountable for its sword body, which was already less than five inches.

"You are very tenacious, no wonder Lao Yun died under your hands back then, I think if Ximen Rong was with you today, it would really hurt me!"

Han Yuwu raised his hand as he spoke, his broad palm was shining brightly at the moment, and his two thick fingers were like scissors, which could hold the golden broken sword.

At the moment when the broken sword was caught by Han Yu, no one expected that the broken sword suddenly emitted an extremely crisp humming sound, and then it broke by itself!

The moment the broken sword broke, it was obvious that Han Yuwu was also stunned, he glanced at the broken sword blankly, and found that the broken sword of Jin Cancan broke into three by itself.

What Han Yuwu grabbed was the last one.

The two severed swords in front of him, the middle one rushed forward with the force of his injury, and hit the sword at the tip of the sword.

The blade of the tip of the sword was slammed into the middle section, and it jumped forward two inches away.

Han Yuwu was shocked, at this time, the tip of the broken sword was only an inch away from Han Yucao's throat, but the remaining strength had been exhausted, and everything seemed to be frozen here.

The next moment, the broken sword fell to the ground, and Han Yu's disaster safe and sound seemed to be an inevitable result.

At this moment, a strange wind blew, and this wind blew the hem of Han Yucao's clothes, making Han Yuwu feel slightly surprised.

The barrier of Han Yu's calamity is that this golden broken sword is struggling, let alone this breeze?

Han Yuwu raised his eyes, and suddenly found that the golden dragon had come to him at some point, and his big eyes widened, and he sneezed at him!

The dragon's sneez, that is also the dragon's breath, even if Han Yuwu is arrogant, he doesn't dare to directly sweep the edge of this sudden appearance of the dragon's breath, don't look at him before, he has directly knocked down this dragon, that is he has been prepared, this sudden come, Han Yuwu is also very surprised at this time.

However, he was surprised, but he did not panic, and raised his hand to hit the dragon head.

"Evil beast!"

Han Yuwu was very angry, in his opinion, even if the other party was the dragon of the leyline, he was not worthy of being an opponent with him, and being attacked by the other party was really a big mistake in his life.

So his punch was very violent, and the violence was like a firecracker that exploded.

But when his fist hit the dragon's head, it made a 'pop' sound, and the golden dragon actually disappeared.

A golden sword the size of a fingernail bounced off Han Yu's fist and fell to the ground, merging into the dirt.

"Hahaha! Han Dazhang actually had a day when he was fooled by others, hahaha. ”

At Han Yuwu's throat, the tip of the golden sword flashed away, and in a fraction of a second, it slashed through Han Yucao's sideways neck, leaving a long blood mark between his neck!

Behind Han Yucao, the figure of Wu Kill was dimmed to the point of being blown away, trembling and swaying.

But he was very excited, it seemed that he could fight against Han Yucao, even if he didn't kill him, but only hurt the other party, he was still excited.

"Han Zhangzao! This sword, I can also leave a name in the circle of history! ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Kill's mouth, as if he was laughing at Han Yu.

Han Yuwu is indeed strong, the moment this sword passed, Han Yuwu still avoided the most important part of the throat, avoiding serious injuries and even death.

This sword is also really powerful, although it just passed by, it still hurt Han Yu.

It was down to the fragment of the broken sword that was posing as a golden dragon.

The same soul breath, the same golden light, the broken sword fragment transformed the dragon, and suddenly came like this.

Han Yuwu didn't expect that the other party would use such a splitting method to deceive him, this was a low-level deception, and it was precisely this low-level deception that deceived his eyes in such an important battle.

Han Yuwu was not without suspicion before, otherwise he would not have dodged the severed sword in time.

The reason why he was injured was because it all happened too fast, too quickly, just in an instant, and he had to give up his domineering spirit and dodge this deadly sword.

A drop of blood flowed out of his neck, and Han Yuwu's eyes instantly turned red!