Chapter 569

There was a large puppet array in this courtyard, which was specially prepared for Ye Han's cultivation.

In the past few days, Qiu Qianxing and several people have been busy cleaning those demon minions, so naturally they don't have time to pay attention to Ye Han.

I don't know that Ye Han has already taken this Dragon Blood Pill, if he knew that Qiu Qianxing would definitely come to see what level Ye Han's strength had improved.

Because the power of Ye Han's bloodline is not only emperor-level, but also dragon-blood, the effect of Ye Han's taking this dragon blood pill should be much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Whew, let's try it!" Ye Han exhaled, and then stepped into this big array.

Alone, bare-handed, looking eager to try.

As soon as Ye Han entered this big array, this big array had already opened.

The dozen or so puppet guards in front had already woken up and looked at Ye Han, their faces were extremely cold.

Instantly attacked, quickly attacked Ye Han, rotated the big hand, and slapped down towards Ye Han fiercely.

The void is full of whistling sounds, although these puppets guard the primary realm of the Martial Sect, but their strength is much stronger than that of ordinary martial cultivators in the primary realm of the Martial Sect.

Ye Han walked in, dressed in bloody clothes, with a resolute face, looking at those puppet guards, the indifferent color revealed in his eyes made his heart palpitate.

Swish!

In an instant, a puppet guard came straight towards Ye Han, two meters tall, and his whole body was made of special materials, shining brightly.

The thick fist of this puppet guard looks very colorful and colorful, but the terrifying power contained in it is terrifying.

Ye Han watched this punch smash towards his face, and his body didn't move, just looked like this: "It's too weak!"

Immediately, Ye Han raised his fist, there was no spiritual light shining on it, he simply used the power of his body, and collided with the fist of the puppet guard.

Bang!

A muffled sound came, and Ye Han only felt a strong force coming from his fist, and in an instant, the puppet guard was directly shocked and flew out.

As if encountering a furious attack, the arm made of the special material was broken in an instant.

Although Ye Han is still at the peak realm of the third-level Martial Sect, his physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary third-level Martial Sect realm powerhouses, so even the puppet guards of this Martial Sect realm are not Ye Han's opponents.

After knocking the puppet guards back with one punch, Ye Han continued to advance, this huge courtyard was almost equivalent to a martial arts arena, and there were dozens of puppet guards here.

Ye Han was like a demon god, as powerful as a bamboo, and wherever he passed, there was no puppet guard who could resist it.

Even the puppet guards of the sixth-level and seventh-level Martial Sect realms couldn't stop Ye Han's pace.

Rumble!

A puppet guard of the eighth-level Martial Sect realm came straight towards Ye Han, and the fist bigger than Ye Han's head smashed down directly, and Ye Han dodged lightly.

The punch slammed down, smashing a big hole into the hard ground.

"That's what's interesting!" Ye Han looked at this puppet guard of the eighth-level Martial Sect realm, grinned, and then a red flame surged.

It's like a layer of flames, like a sun god, and the power it exudes is very immense.

Ye Han stepped on the Phantom Mystery Footwork, and it looked like a flame was fluttering rapidly.

The puppet guards of the eighth-level Martial Sect realm ran directly after Ye Han, but they just couldn't catch up with Ye Han's pace.

Rumble!

In an instant, Ye Han appeared behind the puppet guard, and slammed out with a punch, mobilizing all the spiritual power in his body and converging on his right fist.

The punch was deafening like a muffled explosion, and it felt as if the entire void had been shattered by a single punch.

Ye Han's punch directly hit the puppet guard's back, and in an instant, the fist directly penetrated the puppet guard's back.

With a sudden grasp of his right hand, he smashed the core device of the puppet guard, and in an instant, the puppet guard turned into a pile of scrap metal and collapsed to the ground.

Ye Han threw this puppet guard aside directly and continued to move forward, because Ye Han had not yet used all his strength.

He wanted to see how strong his strength was that he could match the strength of several levels of the Martial Sect.

At this time, a group of handymen who were in charge of cleaning the yard saw such a scene, and their eyes were wide like copper bells, and their faces were full of shock.

Because they just saw Ye Han punch the puppet guard of the eighth-level Martial Sect realm to penetrate it, you must know that Ye Han is only the peak realm of the third-level Martial Sect, and he directly crossed the five realms and killed the puppet guard.

"I... I'm not dazzled, am I?"

"Oh my God, this is terrifying!"

"This is not a loss to the Holy Son! The strength is almost boundless!"

These handymen are talking about each other, with shocked expressions and exaggerated expressions.

Because Ye Han was too strong, they felt extremely shocked.

Ye Han still walked slowly, there were very few puppet guards at this time, less than ten of them could stand, and the rest were all killed by Ye Han, and some even disintegrated.

I don't know what kind of expression Qiu Qianxing will have when he sees such a scene.

At this time, Ye Han was like a god of war, extremely domineering.

At this time, a puppet guard of the ninth-level Martial Sect realm came straight towards Ye Han, the speed was fast, comparable to lightning, and he didn't know how many times stronger than those puppet guards in the previous time.

Even Ye Han couldn't help but become solemn when he looked at this puppet guard, feeling threatened.

Immediately, he took out the Blood Spirit Divine Sword from the Vajra space, held it in his hand, and stared at this ninth-level martial arts realm powerhouse, and the power of the bloodline in his body began to surge.

"Just take you to see if my sword is not sharp!" Ye Han's scarlet tongue licked his lips, looking bloodthirsty.

As soon as the Blood Spirit Divine Sword was held in Ye Han's hand, a dazzling red flame bloomed in an instant, and the rich red flame rose up, exuding a blazing high temperature.

At this time, Ye Han moved.

Stepping on the Phantom Trail footwork, like a ghost, unpredictable.

The blood spirit divine sword in his hand was waved, the power of the bloodline was activated, and it was injected into it, and the sword body instantly turned scarlet, and a red blood dragon came to life from the sword body, which looked so real.

It's like a real dragon resurrected, and the aura it exudes is also very terrifying.

Ye Han's eyes also flashed with scarlet light: "Let you taste the taste of my Blood Spirit Divine Sword!"

As soon as he said me, a red blood dragon appeared behind Ye Han, which looked incomparably real, exuding terrifying coercion.

"Roar!" The red blood dragon roared angrily, and instantly rushed towards the puppet guard, and Ye Han also moved at this time, and the blood spirit divine sword in his hand also stabbed out.

(End of chapter)