Chapter 313: The powerhouse of the Instrument King Gate

This is a young man who has the cultivation of the late stage of ascending to heaven and exudes the charm of the way of fire. He looked to be in his thirties, his face was slightly dark, as if he had been dealing with fire for many years, and his long red hair was scattered in a shawl.

With a haughty face, they looked at Han Yu with contempt in their eyes. In his opinion, the highest cultivation of this group of people is only in the early stage of ascending to heaven, of course, this is also because Xue Lao has converged his cultivation to the early stage of ascending to heaven. This group of people, he can be destroyed without much effort.

"Well, this brother, what are you stopping us for? We don't know each other, right? ”

Han Linfeng looked at the strange young man in front of him suspiciously, and asked puzzledly.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if we know each other or not, the important thing is that this kid killed my master's grandson, and I came to ask him to kill to pay for his life."

The young man in red stretched out a finger and pointed at Han Yu and said domineeringly, looking at Han Yu as if he were looking at a dead person.

"What? Who is your master? Who is your master's grandson? When did my brother kill your master's grandson? Don't spew blood! ”

Suddenly, a stranger who had never even met jumped out and said that his brother had killed his master's relatives for no reason, and Han Linfeng and they were all a little angry.

"Humph! My master is Ren Huoyuan, the famous elder of the Instrument King Gate, and his grandson is named Ren Yuanxing, who died in your hands three years ago. This seat is the seventh disciple of the elder's sect, and the genius core disciple of the Qiwang Sect Zhan Cong. ”

"Now you can die blindly, hurry up and catch it quickly, don't do indifferent struggles, I will let you die a happy death, otherwise let you know what life is better than death!"

From the core area of the Nine Heavens Continent: the Immortal Domain. Moreover, it is also a super sect on the mainland, and in the face of monks outside the immortal realm, they all seem to be high, and everyone else is their slave, and if they want to die, they have to die.

After receiving an order from his master from Xianyu, he entered Xianyuan Island with the eight junior brothers to find the murderer of Ren Yuanxing. After three years of tracking and no clues were found, the two brothers discussed diverging directions to expand the scope of the search. And make an appointment, no matter which one encounters the murderer, they will send a signal, and everyone will join forces to kill the enemy.

Unexpectedly, after less than two days of separation, he was lucky to meet Han Yu and them. When accepting the master's order, although he did not explain the murderer's cultivation, he learned from Ren Huoyuan that he was able to kill Chu Wenbo, and his strength was obviously not low, after all, Chu Wenbo was also a strong man who stepped on the heavens.

But when they met Han Yu and them, after careful observation, they found that their cultivation was not too high, and they were confident that they could kill them all by themselves. Rather than sharing the fruits of victory with others, it is better to have it alone. Maybe because of this, the master will treat himself differently and teach him some advanced refining techniques that other senior brothers can't touch.

"Hehe, don't talk too much, you're so sure you'll be able to eat us? I really don't know what gave you so much confidence, is it from the fairy realm? Or is the cultivation realm slightly higher than ours? The real strength is not something that can be seen in the realm. Stupid! ”

Han Yu walked out and slowly walked towards Zhan Cong step by step, and with each step, the momentum on his body became stronger. Several other people walked aside, and Han Luojiang even took out some spirit fruits to sit on the ground and beckoned everyone to eat, which was completely a performance of watching a play.

"Let me tell you what real strength is."

Taking a few steps forward, Han Yu broke off with a snort, and the electric light flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages and blasting towards Zhan Cong with a punch.

Zhan Cong's pupils contracted slightly: It's so fast.

He snorted coldly, and a flame spirit palm formed by the Dao of Fire Dao will appeared in front of him, and slapped it towards Han Yu, who was rushing over, and the blazing flames of the spirit palm burned the nearby space to a 'crackle' sound.

"Bang"

After the fist light and spirit palm struck each other, they dispersed, and both of them took 3 steps back, and no one took advantage.

"It's so strong! It's not as simple as an ordinary early ascension monk. ”

With this tentative blow, Zhan Cong felt that Han Yu's strength exceeded the level that the cultivation realm should be, and he immediately restrained his contempt and stared at Han Yu with a somewhat cautious expression.

"Hmph. Those who can kill Chu Wenbo really have some strength. But today, let me show you how far apart the true genius will be from you inferior monks! ”

"Burning Palm!"

Although he was a little cautious, he didn't take Han Yu too seriously. With a roar, the stunt 'Burning Flame Palm' of the Instrument King Gate slapped down on the top of Han Yu's head.

If the palm just now can melt gold and iron, then now this palm is burning the river and boiling the sea. The space around the Blazing Palm was burned out of the Dao Rift.

The strong man who came out of the fairy realm really can't be underestimated. Especially since he was a child, he has been guided by the top powers on the continent, and his use of the Great Dao Dao has reached an extremely high realm, and all the energy is extremely restrained and condensed, without a trace of vanity. Han Yu didn't dare to be careless with this palm, and faintly felt that if he was slapped by this palm, even his strong physique would be injured.

"Hah!"

Tens of thousands of fist shadows converged to form a one-meter-large purple light fist, which slammed into the palm of the Flame Spirit Palm with a sound that broke through the air. Then, Han Yu's body shook slightly, and lightning appeared behind Zhan Cong, and a purple light fist larger than the front slammed into the back of his head.

A feeling of extreme danger came from behind him, and Zhan Cong's hair stood on end in an instant, and he instinctively kicked his feet on the ground, and his whole body instantly rushed forward ten feet. A bright fist of light grazed his ear and slammed into a towering tree near him, instantly blasting the tree into a pile of wood slag, scaring him into a cold sweat.

However, even if he dodged quickly, his neck was still slashed by the fist, and a drop of bright red crystal blood flew out of the wound cut by the fist.

This time, Zhan Cong no longer underestimated Han Yu, and it also really angered him. He was a genius of the Immortal Domain Super Sect, and he was almost lost in the hands of an unknown kid in the outside world, and his realm was lower than his own, if he let the Immortal Realm know about it, wouldn't it make them laugh off their big teeth.

"Humble boy! You've completely me off! I'm going to let myself suffer the pain of hell on earth and then die slowly! ”

The palm of his hand gently wiped the wound on his neck, and the furious Zhan Cong slapped the 'Burning Palm' out like crazy, and the sky was full of flame-burning spiritual palms that slapped down wildly around Han Yu.

How many years have he not been injured by the enemy, Zhan Cong can't remember clearly, as early as many years ago, even against an opponent who was a small realm higher than himself did not hurt himself in the slightest, but now he let a humble cultivator who is worth two small realms be injured, it is really unforgivable!

In Zhan Cong's frantic attack, Han Yu smashed the fire palms that were slamming at him with his punches, and at the same time cast a lightning lightning swift step to intersperse with the gap between the palm shadows. It seemed to be precarious, and every time the fire palm swept close to his body, it actually seemed to be at ease.

After fighting fiercely for half an hour, Zhan Cong didn't even hit the corner of Han Yu's clothes, but instead slapped the earth into huge palm-shaped pits, and the nearby plants and trees were also damaged at the same time, burned into a pile of ashes by the flames.

"Ahh Lowly, lowly bedbug, not only do I want you to taste all the torture, but life is better than death; You also have to extract your divine soul and refine it into an immortal artifact! ”

After such a long time, not only did he not clean up a small cultivation in the outer region whose cultivation realm was lower than his own, but he was also attacked several times by a sneak attack in Han Yu's ghostly body, and the inner mansion was shattered, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. Under the rage, my reason began to lose a little.

Hearing Zhan Cong's words, Han Yu's eyes suddenly became cold.