Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1763: The spring breeze is proud

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Chapter 1763 The spring breeze is proud

For three days, say that the length is not long, and that the short is not short.

For ordinary people, it is impossible to heal Han Yu's injuries. For Han Yu, nothing is impossible.

It took him two days to wipe out all the breath of the Heaven-cutting Finger Sword from the wound, and then he was crazy to refine the heavens and earth treasures to heal the wounds. Without the aura suppressed by the sword, no matter how serious the injury is, it is not a concern for Han Yu.

Blood is boiling, the wound is gushing with sunlight, and the wound is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken finger finally grew out.

During Han Yu's healing period, Xu Zizhuo sent someone to spread the news that he was going to duel with Han Yu. In just half a day, everyone in Xitian City became known, and many people began to look forward to it.

Xu Zizhuo is a well-known genius in the Wangu Pavilion.

While Han Yu's strong killing of Shaotian Eighteen Cavaliers has gained a lot of fame. A few days ago, Du Zhenjiang of the Kongtong Holy Land and Zhu Chonggao of the Extreme Holy Land knelt down and begged for mercy at Yujing Villa. It is full of ups and downs in the city, and it can be said that the reputation is flourishing.

Such a duel between two people is not enough if you don't want to attract attention.

After the news was spread, Xu Zizhuo cultivated in the inn. He had full confidence in killing Han Yu and didn't need to prepare anything at all.

"Master, Young Master Du Zhenjiang from Kongtong Holy Land, please see me." Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door.

Xu Zizhuo opened his eyes and said faintly: "Let him come in."

Not long after, a pale face came in with a touch of a sick man.

In the old days at Yujing Mountain Villa, Du Zhenjiang's head was trampled on by Han Yu twice, and his soul was severely damaged twice. Even with the miraculous elixir to restore the soul, it is difficult to cure. The road to martial arts can end here.

"Xu Shao!" Du Zhenjiang hurriedly said, Xu Zizhuo sat cross-legged and did not get up to greet him, and he was not annoyed.

"What's the matter with Shao Du who came to see me?" Xu Zizhuo said lightly.

"I want to ask Shao Xu for help." Du Zhenjiang said, putting his posture very low.

"What's the matter?" Xu Zizhuo is still extremely cold.

"I hope that Young Master Xu can kill the evil thief Han Yu in the duel." Du Zhenjiang's eyes were filled with hatred.

"We're just competing against each other. How can we kill people when we click?" Xu Zizhuo pretended to be surprised.

"In the arena competition, casualties are inevitable anymore, isn't it?" Du Zhenjiang said.

"Why should I help you kill him?" Xu Zizhuo asked.

"If Xu Shao can kill Han Yu, I have a broken star pill here, and I can pay Xu Shao with both hands." Du Zhenjiang took out a jade bottle, opened the stopper, and distributed a black cat-eye-sized pill inside. A seductive aroma.

"This star-breaking pill can help the Venus on the holy palace burst into golden lotus. I originally planned to use it at this Jade Pool event, but now I am seriously injured. "Du Zhenjiang's face suddenly turned dead gray, and then was full of murderous aura," said, "If Brother Xu gets this pill, taking it when he breaks through the barrier, it will at least increase the chance of breakthrough by 70%."

Xu Zizhuo's eyes lit up, and his face gradually became greedy.

Du Zhenjiang glanced at Xu Zizhuo, corked the jade bottle, and put it away. Asked: "How about Du Shaoyi?"

Xu Zizhuo retracted his gaze and said: "It is easy for me to kill Han Yu or not. How do I know that after I kill Han Yu, you will give me the Star Breaking Pill?"

Xu Zizhuo glanced at Du Zhenjiang obliquely, with suspicion.

Du Zhenjiang was overjoyed and said: "We can set up the written evidence now. After Han Yu's death, I will definitely offer the Star Breaking Pill as soon as possible. Even if I want to cheat, I will be able to rely on the written evidence at that time. , I can't escape it, isn't it."

Xu Zizhuo smiled and said: "It's so good."

Then the two set up papers, signed and vouched, and an underground transaction was completed.

After Du Zhenjiang left, Xu Zizhuo looked at the black and white handprints and couldn't help but smiled: "I didn't expect that killing Han Yu would have so many benefits, yes, yes..."

"Boom boom boom..."

There was another knock on the door.

Xu Zizhuo received the receipt and asked: "Who?"

"Master, Zhu Chonggao, Zhu Shaoxia of the Supreme Holy Land, please see you!"

"Du Zhenjiang came to beg me to kill Han Yu, this Zhu Chonggao must be too, just don't know what treasure he will bring out and ask me to do it?" Xu Zizhuo suddenly looked forward to it and said: "Please come."

Suddenly, the whole person became more energetic.

The day of the duel finally arrived. Many people in Xitian City rushed to the Central Martial Arts Arena early, ready to watch a good show.

In the central martial arts arena, there is a special arena. This is a space for the saints to fight.

Yujing Villa, outside Han Yu's room. Wulai and Meng Zuisheng stayed here early, walking around holding hands, with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Damn Xu Zizhuo, if he loses this time, it's okay. If he dares to win, I will never forgive him." Wu Lai cursed.

Meng Zuisheng glanced at Wulai, feeling angry at Wulai.

It can be said that today's situation can be said to be completely caused by nothing.

"The boss arranged the formation, and he couldn't feel his breath. I don't know how the injury is?" Meng Zuisheng stopped and looked at Han Yu's room, then walked around with his hands in his arms.

He doesn't feel at all in his heart now, because Han Yu's injury this time is too serious.

"Junior Sister, Meng Gongzi." Suddenly, an elegant voice came from outside the courtyard.

Wilai and Meng Zuisheng looked at them, and they saw a beautiful and graceful woman who walked in slowly. It was the saint of Yaochi.

"Sister, didn't you go back to the holy palace? Why did you come down again?" Wulai asked in surprise.

"I heard that Brother Han and Xu Zizhuo had a duel today, especially to watch the battle." Yaochi Saintess said.

Wulai and Meng Zuisheng nodded, the saint of Yaochi glanced at the closed door and asked: "Brother Han hasn't come out yet, how is his injury?"

Meng Zuisheng said: "I don't know, the boss has arranged a sleepy formation, and no one can feel his breath."

The saint of Yaochi nodded slightly, and said: "I think you don't worry too much. Brother Han is strong and looks at the world. Few people in the same generation are his opponents."

Meng Zuisheng took a meaningful look at the saint of Yaochi.

Time passed away quietly like quicksand at the fingertips. In the expectation of countless people, time came to noon, and there was not much time for the duel, and Han Yu's door showed no sign of opening.

The central martial arts field suddenly burst into cheers, and saw a handsome man walking towards this side, stepping on the void with his hands and feet on his back. A faint light radiated from his body, entrusting him as if he was descending from the earth. For a while, many women were fascinated.

One of the protagonists of this duel, Xu Zizhuo appeared.