Martial God Sovereign

The gods were all shocked. Before anyone appeared, they all knelt down. This is no longer fear, but fear!

The existence that can make a half-step supreme-level powerhouse fear, I can't even think of it.

Jian Shiqi's eyes were burning. She thought that Han Yu was regarded as the Demon Emperor by the Demon Race because of his terrifying potential, but now it seems that it is definitely not!

A figure appeared quietly, a black shirt, black hair shawl, a firm complexion, and an emperor's air radiating from his back.

"Han Yu?" All the members of the Protoss recognized Han Yu.

"Get up!" Han Yu said lightly.

The ten powerful demons stood up and stood behind Han Yu obediently, not daring to breathe.

All the people of the Protoss, the stormy sea turned up in their hearts.

Han Yu actually made ten half-step supreme powerhouses tremble.

Is he the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race?

Even if it was Sword Seventeen, he had already guessed Han Yu, and he was still shocked when he saw his real body.

Once upon a time, this person who could only handle her by special means in front of her had already made her look up.

Han Yu stood with his hand in his hand and cast his eyes directly on Jian Shishi.

This generous and sunny big girl gave Han Yu many good memories.

"Seventeen, come here!" Han Yu's calm voice sounded.

Seeing Jian Seventeen with the Wanfa Sword, he knew Jian Jiuling must have told her his identity, so he was not afraid of being abrupt.

Jian Shiqi's body suddenly trembled three times.

No one has called her seventeen for a long time.

Xuan Daozi and Yang Wuqing looked at Jian Shiqi in amazement, what's going on?

Before they could react, the sword took seventeen steps and came to Han Yu with the Wanfa Sword. Seeing Han Yu, he snorted a little angrily: "It's hard for me to hide it. "

The gods were even more shocked, how could they sound like acting like a baby.

Sword Seventeen acted like a baby to Han Yu?

It simply subverted their cognition.

Han Yu stretched out his hand to help Jian Shishi straighten his slightly messy hair, and completely ignored the gods.

"Wait, wait until I finish dealing with these people, and then talk with you." Han Yu smiled softly.

Jian Shiqi nodded and stepped aside.

But her gaze has been locked on Han Yu, she has already seen that Han Yu has broken through half a step of the supreme realm, and his cultivation is far above her. For Han Yu, she has no worries.

Now my heart is full of boundless surprise.

Han Yu's eyes swept across the many masters of the Protoss coldly and said, "Surrender to me, or die!"

The body of the Protoss powerhouse trembled three times, what a domineering and confident words were these.

"Han Yu, kid, don't think that if you take refuge in the demons, we can't kill you!" Yang shouted ruthlessly.

The demons behind Han Yu looked at Yang ruthlessly with a deadly expression.

Yes, Yang Ruqing is about to die soon.

"Sword Seventeen, why do you want to be with Han Yu? Are you worthy of the Ten Thousand Sword God and the Protoss?" Xuan Daozi questioned.

"Huh!" Jian Shiqizhong coldly snorted, before saying that he would repay her, but now he came to question her again.

"Everyone do it together and kill him!" Yang Wuqing's body shook violently, urging the Yin Yang mirror with all his strength.

The others did not dare to delay, and hurriedly broke out the strongest strength.

Just now there were seventeen swords and ten thousand swords, and they still had hope of victory.

Now they can only fight their backs.

"boom!"

Under the urging of the six and a half steps of the supreme powerhouse, the onmyoji mirror exploded with incomparable terrifying power. Before it hit, the surrounding mountains shook, and might collapse at any time.

Han Yu sneered. He raised his hand and flew above him with a stroke of the magic clock. The vitality was continuously injected into the clock. Soon the power of the magic clock was even more terrifying than the Yin Yang mirror.

Both the Yin Yang Mirror and the Sky Demon Clock are supreme soldiers, but at this time they exploded with different powers. It can be seen that Han Yu's strength alone has surpassed the strength of the other six.

Regarding this, the demons are not surprised, but the gods are frightened.

"boom!"

The devil clock collided with the Yin Yang mirror, erupting incomparable terrifying power, and there were three mountains around, all of which were directly shattered.

But before the terrible air wave rushed to Han Yu, it was blocked by an invisible barrier. No one around Han Yu was affected.

However, the Protoss side was miserable. The people under the half-step Supreme were instantly shattered and died on the spot. Even the six Half-Step Supremes were shocked to vomit blood and fell to the ground.

As for the Yin Yang Mirror, it was directly out of the control of the six people, soaring to the sky, leaving the Motian Mountain Range.

The Demon Clock flew back, floating above Han Yu, it was like Han Yu's magic weapon.

"how is this possible?"

The six powerful gods lay on the ground, looking at Han Yu incredulously.

They lost with just one blow, one can imagine how big the gap between them and Han Yu is.

"Grab it!" Han Yu said lightly, before looking at Jian Seventeen.

"Yes!"

Several people rushed out, grabbed the masters of the six gods, and directly brought them back to Yunzhuang.

"Let Wanfajian go back." Han Yu said.

Sword Seventeen knew what Han Yu meant, and the Yin Yang Mirror had already left. Even if Han Yu didn't kill Xuan Daozi and the others, the Protoss under Heaven knew that something had happened to them. If the Wanfa Sword did not return, it would probably arouse suspicion.

Sword Seventeen threw the Ten Thousand Magic Sword, and chanted a spell, the Ten Thousand Magic Sword turned into a stream of light and pierced through the air.

Han Yu grabbed the jade hand of Sword Seventeen, quietly dissolving the power of Thanos that had invisibly entered the body of Sword Seventeen.

Jian Seventeen wanted to break free, but couldn't break free at all.

"What's wrong?" Han Yu asked.

"We...can't..." Jian Shiqi bit his mouth and summoned the courage to say this, his eyes quickly turned red.

"Are you afraid of seeing Jiu'er without a face and seeing your master?" Han Yu asked with a smile.

"My senior sister is your master, we... uh? What was your name just now? You called me senior sister..." Jian Shishi suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Yu, with his left hand covering Cherry's mouth, his face in disbelief.

"It seems Jiu'er still has reservations about you!" Han Yu smiled.

Holding Jian Shiqi's hand, stepped away.

Jian Seventeen followed Han Yu dumbly, staring at her incredulously.

After a while, Jian Seventeen suddenly jumped into a rage, and cursed: "You **** fellow, both of our mentors and sisters were both by you..."

Han Yu blinked at Jian Shiqi and smiled: "What happened to me?"

Jian Seventeen's pretty face turned red in an instant, and he lowered his head and dared not look at Han Yu. It took a while before he suffocated a word.

"My master will never spare you lightly!"

"Hahaha..." Han Yu laughed, pulling the sword seventeen jade hand's arm with a slight force, the sword seventeen's beautiful body spun into his arms, and Han Yu picked her up and strode away. .