Song Yu sneered when he heard Han Sheng's words, he didn't think that this Donghua Immortal Sect disciple could also have the same killer weapon as himself, and he was afraid that it was just a bluff. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking about it like this, Song Yu didn't care too much, because this hard-mouthed guy would soon be a dead man!

Song Yu's mouth began to recite a strange incantation, Han Sheng originally wanted to take this opportunity to attack him, but found that the incantation was not as lengthy as he imagined.

In just two breaths, the incantation was finished.

"Phew!"

With an angry roar, the magic pattern on Song Yu's back suddenly began to swim like a living thing, and soon covered his whole body, the originally white and thin body became green and exposed at this time, and even his size seemed to have grown a little taller, coupled with his red eyes, Song Yu at this time was like a hungry devil!

No one around dares to continue to stay around, even those young adults with a little foundation, this fear is no longer due to the difference in strength, but because of the natural fear of the devil in human beings.

Looking at Song Yu in front of him, who was like the incarnation of the devil, Han Sheng's heart sank, he thought that Song Yu might have a way to use the power of the monster on his back, but he didn't expect that after the "transformation", he would be able to materialize the original illusory demonic qi, which was already infinitely close to the strength of the Kidney Water Realm!

The gap between the two realms in the cultivation world is like a heavenly moat, Han Sheng gritted his teeth, it seems that he has to use that trick!

When his whole body was shrouded in demonic energy, Song Yu grinned at Han Sheng, but there was no more elegance and peace as before, only the devouring madness and hideousness remained!

Completely torn the torn clothes on his body and threw them on the ground, Song Yu roared like a galloping bison rushing towards Hansheng, and even the entire hall seemed to tremble.

Looking at Song Yu, who seemed to be unstoppable, Han Sheng also knew that he was incapable of being an enemy at this time, and his move needed time to accumulate strength, so he immediately turned over and dodged.

Seeing that his blow was unsuccessful, Song Yu was not surprised, and shook his finger at Han Sheng with a cruel smile, as if he was enjoying the game, and then wrapped the soft sword that was originally held in his hand around his forearm and rushed over again.

After a few back and forth, in the face of Song Yu's crazy pursuit, Han Sheng didn't confront him head-on at all, but just blindly used his superior agility to dodge, because he knew that if he fought himself now, he would not have any chance of winning.

He was waiting, waiting for that move, he only needed to give himself another five breaths! Han Sheng felt that the vitality beside him was getting more and more, more and more condensed, but he was not in a hurry to fight back, but became more and more calm.

Song Yu, who had been chasing after several unsuccessful attempts, was already extremely irritable, and those magic patterns seemed to be able to affect his mind, making him unable to enjoy the game anymore.

At this time, he had already lost his usual calmness, and scolded: "Fang Hansheng, I thought you were a good opponent, but I didn't expect that you were just a bad seed!"

Han Sheng still didn't care, just carefully dodged his every punch while accumulating his qi, and there were only four breaths left.

"Rubbish!"

"Soft-footed shrimp!"

"Trash!"

At this time, Song Yu finally felt that there seemed to be something different in Han Sheng's body, the surrounding weather vitality seemed to be moving closer to him, and at this time, the vitality around him was even much thicker than his own, impossible, didn't he only have the spleen and earth realm!

Just when Song Yu just realized that something was wrong, Han Sheng finally finished accumulating his breath, looking at the incredulous look on Song Yu's face, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of satisfaction: "Do you want to provoke me like that?"

"Then it's as you wish!" Just for a moment, Han Sheng moved to Song Yu's back: "Split Cloud Palm!"

Song Yu turned his head with difficulty, and then in his frightened eyes, Han Sheng's palm with unrivaled power pressed on his body, with a huge sound of vitality riot, Song Yu was completely paralyzed to the ground, and the magic patterns on his body slowly faded, and he couldn't move anymore.

And at this time, the battle on Song Tianyi's side was over, although Song Tianyi's realm was higher than that of other elders, but after all, two fists were difficult to defeat four hands. At first, it was possible to stalemate for a while, but he didn't wait for Song Yu's support, and as time passed, he was consumed alive by several elders.

Seeing that the matter could finally be resolved, Han Sheng unloaded the soft sword from Song Yu's forearm, and then stretched it out and aimed the tip of the sword at Song Yu's throat.

"Slow!"