Chapter 1802 The Soul Really Doesn't Return "Haha, with the way of others to return their bodies, in the same realm, who is Han Yu's opponent?"
Feng Aotian smiled.
"Demon clans and demons, they want to spy on the mountains and rivers of my righteous path, and they are dreaming of fools!"
On the right path, many people have completely put their minds at ease, although now they have two wins and two defeats.
But with Han Yu here, there is no need to be afraid at all.
At this moment, Han Yu is undoubtedly a peerless heroic existence in the eyes of many hot-blooded young people and young women.
Seeing that Han Yu gradually established a heroic image in the righteous path, Lin Daoxuan and other people who hated Han Yu to the bone felt extremely uncomfortable.
They were even so vicious that they would rather lose the one day and two places in the north than Han Yu defeat and lose the limelight.
The leaders of the Demon Clan, the Demon Sect, and the Jade Void Holy Palace secretly and quickly discussed, and now that the two sides have two wins and two defeats, the outcome of this fifth competition is very important and must be won.
"Han Yu's previous injuries are definitely true, and then he fought with Prince Peng, at this time, he must be very inward, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"
"The soul of our Demon Sect can fight with him, and we will definitely win this victory!"
On the side of the Righteous Dao Sect, the hearts of the several overlords are actually a little apprehensive, they don't know Han Yu's current situation very well, and they are afraid that Han Yu will hold on.
But Han Yu had just won two games, and no one dared to ask him about his truth.
Han Yu quietly watched the other party's people discuss, quickly refining medicinal materials recovered, the longer the other party discussed, the better it would be for him.
"Look, Han Yu is refining medicinal herbs to heal his wounds."
"The speed at which the Heaven Devouring Demon Body devours medicinal herbs is unimaginable, we can't give him too much time."
"That's it, let the soul not return!"
In the midst of the demon cult crowd, a man with a slender body like a bamboo pole and a face as pale as a dead corpse walked out, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, and he looked like a demon walking in the dark.
"The soul of the Demon Sect will not return, come to receive the teaching!"
The soul flew up and walked towards Han Yu step by step.
"No return?
Looks like you're really not coming back today!
Meng Zuisheng said sarcastically.
Ignoring Meng Zuisheng, he stared at Han Yu coldly, like a falcon staring at its prey, his eyes were extremely sharp.
"The soul of the Nine Circle Earth Unloader can definitely take my magic skills to the next level!"
The voice of the soul is sharp and piercing, which makes people very disgusted to listen to.
Han Yu ignored him, quietly refining medicinal materials to recuperate, every minute and second was very important to him.
A murderous light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the soul, and his body shook, and suddenly, a scream came from his body, and then people saw that a person like a hideous demon came out of the back of the soul. hovering and roaring around the soul of no return, his face is very hideous.
"War spirit?
Damn, how many souls of living beings have been refined into a war soul?
Feng Aotian gritted his teeth.
"This kind of demon that kills living beings must be eradicated!"
Countless people looked at them with hatred.
One after another, the battle spirits rushed out of the soul body, and it didn't take long for thirty-one battle spirits to wrap him, making him look like a peerless demon walking.
Each of those battle spirits was extremely hideous, and the screams of each one made people's scalps tingle.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, from the mouth of the soul, a cold and sharp shout of killing came out.
Those battle spirits screamed and killed Han Yu.
Thirty-one battle spirits, like thousands of troops rushing through, the momentum is too terrifying.
Han Yu stopped refining medicinal materials, a terrifying killing light rose in his eyes, and the vitality was injected into Qi Tianjia, urging the formation pattern shield, and then Han Yu rampaged and killed into the army of battle spirits.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
Han Yu kept rushing forward, only attacking the battle spirits in front, those battle spirits that went around to the side and back, didn't care at all, and let those battle spirits hit the formation pattern shield, and several times the formation pattern shield was broken, Han Yu immediately supported the shield again.
"He's dying!"
The eyes of the people of the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Jade Void Sacred Palace were all lit up.
How ferocious Han Yu's attack was before, it was the first time that it was mainly defensive like this, and the only thing they could think of was that Han Yu was already at the end of his crossbow.
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On the side of the Righteous Path Sect, there are also many people who are nervous, this is not like Han Yu's combat style?
It was the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and she looked like she was in her chest.
Han Yu opened the way with his fist, and he rushed out of the encirclement of the battle spirit, and immediately displayed the Decepticon aura.
A golden dragon qi rushed out from his forehead, turned into a big dragon, and fiercely slammed into the soul of no return.
The roar of the Decepticon shook the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying aura made the soul frown.
"Capture the thief and capture the king first!"
At this moment, many people realized that the reason why Han Yu didn't fight with the battle spirit was to capture the king, as long as the soul was not defeated, those war spirits would not be afraid.
The soul does not return and hurriedly casts a heavenly intermediate supernatural power and collides with the Decepticon aura, and is shattered by the Decepticon aura in an instant, and finally the Decepticon aura hits the body of the soul that does not return, knocking the soul into a burst of blood, and the body is cracked.
"Whew!"
At this moment, a spear wrapped in dragon qi burst through the air, and took the head of the soul that did not return.
"Stop!"
The master of the Demon Sect was frightened.
"Bang!"
The head of the soul exploded, and Han Yu's spear smashed down, smashing his body to pieces.
"Boom!"
At the same time, Han Yu cast a formation pattern storm, which instantly wiped out the flesh and blood of the soul that could not return, making him unable to live.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone was a little stunned.
Just now, Han Yu also showed a tendency to fall behind, but he didn't expect that as soon as he made a move, it would be a lore.
"Ahh After the masters of the Demon Sect reacted, they all roared, and one of them even smashed Han Yu with a punch.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the terrifying aura of the Martial Saint's early stage Star Transformation Sevenfold swept through the sky, shocking the earth.
Suddenly, an elegant figure appeared in front of Han Yu, and the Yaochi Palace Master slapped it out with a palm, and lightly caught the other party's punch.
"Do you want to cause a bloody battle between the two sides?
I'm afraid that the first person to be killed by that senior will be your Demon Sect!
The Yaochi Palace Master looked at the master of the Demon Sect and said coldly.
The people of the Demon Sect trembled, and they didn't dare to do it anymore.
"Bang ......"
Those war spirits, after the death of their masters, exploded one after another, and soon disappeared.
The Yaochi Palace Master turned around and nodded at Han Yu, handed Han Yu an appreciative look, and returned to the righteous path camp with a single movement.
"The boss showed mercy to Xuanwu and Prince Peng just now, this time he resolutely killed the soul and did not return, it seems that he hates the Demon Sect!"
Meng Zuisheng said secretly.
The demon clan and the demon sect were instantly shrouded in clouds.
In five games, the righteous side won three, and as long as they lost one more game, they could only continue to retreat in the northern wilderness.
"Who's going to fight!"
Han Yu put his hands behind his back and swept his gaze coldly across the other party's camp.
As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the masters of the late stage of the martial saint on the other side trembled.
Can Han Yu fight again?