Latest website: "Fellow Taoists, what's going on?" The red light that was stepping on the soles of his feet turned into a red light and penetrated into his body. Han Yu asked with a wry smile.

"What's going on? You assassinated the young master to fall under the thunder tribulation, and you asked me what's going on!" Murong Dahan said gloomyly, his eyes spitting out fire, and he wished he could spray out magic weapons on the spot to destroy him.

"You are the monks who intercepted the spirit exploration plate and slaughtered the stalkers to track them." A purple-clad cultivator in the crowd glanced over and asked slowly without any emotion.

"Nonsense, I'm just a casual cultivator, I don't understand what you are talking about! I'm just here to trade materials. Have you recognized the wrong person?" the young man said in a daze.

After hearing this, the woman in purple became cold, but her beautiful eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Others didn't care when they heard the young man's sophistry. Whether he was innocent or not, just take him back.

"It seems that we have made something wrong." Mulan's big man slowly floated forward more than ten feet, and suddenly smiled.

"Fellow Taoist, since this is a misunderstanding, let's break up. To be honest, I'll provoke a powerful enemy and don't want to involve you." The young man kept looking into the distance, as if he was worried about something.

Han Yu didn't want to reveal his identity, so he discussed a double act, destroying most of the people, and attracting the Nascent Soul cultivators to the sea of ​​misery.

Although there are many cultivators in the Killing Dan stage here, all of them look murderous, Han Yu didn't take them seriously. Of course, it's not that he now has the strength comparable to the Nascent Soul, but that the treasure given by the two demons is too amazing.

After hearing this, Murong Dahan smiled even stronger on his face, and the scholar beside him raised his lips slightly, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Fellow Taoist, since you have misunderstood, then we will take you to the Emperor Nascent Soul Elder, please explain. Of course, the compensation you should have will not be less. By the way, the death of Master Mu in Baibaolou has nothing to do with you, right?" Murong Dahan's expression was cold, and his eyes were staring at the young man. The sarcasm inside could be heard and thrown away everything in his hand.

A blue thing shot straight towards Han Yufei, but after taking action, the blue light suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, Han Yu's face darkened and his body suddenly retreated several feet.

At the same time, where he was standing, a transparent and crystal silk screen suddenly appeared and quickly fell. The result was naturally empty.

"Go together!" Murong Dahan greeted him directly when he saw the sneak attack failed.

"You guys are regretful. I am being chased now. Things are very difficult. I don't want to implicate the innocent. You can let go of the formation and let me leave. What if you fight alone after safety?" Han Yu seemed very angry at the sneak attack, but forced the anger in his heart and gritted his teeth.

When he heard the young man's words, Murong Dahan, who was at the front of the team, became expressionless and looked at Han Yu coldly and silently.

But at this moment, Han Yu frowned slightly, and his figure was blurred when he shook. As a result, a transparent wire mesh gently fell from the top of his standing head.

At this moment, Murong Dahan could no longer hold back his anger and shouted: "This man has a strong sense of divineness. He doesn't want to capture him alive. He will disperse his body and grab his soul and storage bag and return to report his life!" Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Murong Dahan didn't want to continue wasting his time, so he turned his head and shouted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large brick wrapped in black air appeared in Murong Dahan's palm. After taking action, it swelled in the wind. In a blink of an eye, it became dozens of feet wide, and he slapped down hard.

The scholar Wan surnamed beside him waved the paper fan in his hand with a gloomy face, and a dark mist turned into a dragon and rushed towards him.

The people behind him were already impatient. Seeing that the sneak attack failed, they also activated their magic weapon secret skills.

A purple spiritual fire several feet high appeared on the body of the girl in purple, and a purple firebird condensed above her head, whistling towards her.

A young man named Shi flashed in silver, and a small and exquisite attic appeared in his hand. A mouthful of spiritual energy sprayed on the attic. Suddenly, the attic also became several feet in size. Many warriors holding swords appeared from it. After escaping from the attic, they became ordinary people's size, and surrounded them with extremely fast speed.

The magical powers that can come to encircle and suppress the enemy are not weak. The horse-faced monk's silver light is shining brightly. A silver flying knife sprayed out of his mouth quietly, turning into a silver rainbow and breaking through the air. Not long after the flying, the spiritual energy disappears and no one can find it.

Seeing this, the bitter smile on Han Yu's face disappeared and he changed into a solemn look.

At this time, the long brick that first attacked rushed over and came to his head and burst out a ball of black gas. Then the treasure fell faster, almost carrying a series of phantoms, and in a blink of an eye it reached Han Yu's head.

The big bricks surrounded by black air were trembling constantly, and a large area of ​​black mist covered Han Yu's storm and could not penetrate the wind and rain. He actually planned to use this long brick magic weapon to directly slap Han Yu into a ball of meat sauce.

Han Yu took a deep breath, his face strangely looked unavoidable or avoided, but instead raised his hands.

The silver-white light rose, and two blurry phantoms appeared out of thin air above Han Yu's head, turning into two silver lights to meet him.

Seeing this, Murong Dahan was stunned, but he didn't have time to think about it, but he still caught it without hesitation.

In his mind, perhaps these two silver lights might be able to block his magic weapon, but the attacks of others were enough to annihilate him. Facing the encirclement of everyone, he would never be able to escape unless he had the strength of the Nascent Soul stage. The guy in front of him had a much stronger divine consciousness, and his aura became stronger, but he could not escape for death.

"Magic weapon, this is not a magic weapon, a magic weapon or..." When the silver light collided with the black brick, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The aura of this treasure was too powerful, not like an ordinary magic weapon. Even the treasures in the hands of the uncles could not emit such powerful fluctuations.

His thoughts changed sharply, and the silver light and the black light collided together, and they were cut in an instant like a hob cutting butter, and the big bricks were cut into countless pieces as they whine.

Murong's big man's face turned pale, his chest became hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He suddenly felt something strange around him, and he growled without thinking about it. He turned his palms and turned a crystal black shield around it, and his body also retreated backwards, trying to get rid of this feeling of palpitations.

Just as his body was regressing, bursts of bursts came from afar.

The various colors of light that attacked the past were cut off by the silver light. The two even stranger silver lights were now only one, and the other group disappeared at some point.

The big man was stunned, but seemed to remember something, and his aura surged.

Han Yu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shook in the direction of the great man. Silver white light appeared on his waist and slashed silently.

Murong Dahan was shocked and could only find a way to move his body, but immediately let out a shrill scream.

A silver light passed by him quietly, and his calf was cut quietly, but strangely, no drop of blood was left.

What's even more strange is that the black shield is still spinning around it, and this treasure is not working.

At this moment, there was an abnormal wave of spiritual energy behind Han Yu, and a silver-white flying knife appeared silently, slashing towards his head without any magical power.

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