Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1802: The soul really does not return

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Chapter 1802 The soul really does not return

"Haha, return to him in the same way, who is Han Yu's opponent in the same realm?" Feng Aotian smiled.

"Monsters and demons, want to spy on my righteous mountains and rivers, dreaming foolishly!"

On the right side, many people are completely relieved, even though they are now two wins and two losses. But there is no need to be afraid of Han Yu. At this moment, Han Yu is undoubtedly a peerless hero in the eyes of many passionate young people and young women.

Seeing Han Yu gradually establish a heroic image in the right way, Lin Daoxuan and other people who hate Han Yu deeply feel extremely uncomfortable. They were even so vicious that they would rather lose the two places in the north in one day than the right way, rather than Han Yu's victory and show off.

The leaders of the Monster Race, the Demon Cult, and the Yuxu Sacred Palace secretly and quickly discussed, and now the two sides have two wins and two losses, the victory of this fifth game is very important and must be won.

"Han Yu's injury was absolutely true before, and then he fought with Prince Peng. At this time, he must have been stubborn, not to be afraid!"

"Our Demon Cult's soul can fight him if it is not returned, and it will definitely win this victory!"

On the right side of the sect, the hearts of several major overlords are actually a little nervous. They don't know Han Yu's current situation, and are afraid that Han Yuqiang will continue. But Han Yu just won two games, and no one dared to ask him about the truth.

Han Yu quietly looked at the other party's people discussing, and quickly recovered the refining and chemical medicinal materials. The longer the other party discussed, the better it would be for him.

"Look, Han Yu is refining and healing medicinal materials."

"The speed at which the Heaven-Swallowing Demon can swallow medicinal materials is unimaginable. We can't give him too much time."

"That's it, let the soul not return to the battle!"

Among the demons, came out a man with a slender figure like a bamboo pole and a pale face like a dead corpse. His eyes were cold like a poisonous snake, looking like an evil spirit walking in the dark.

"The soul of the demon cult does not return, come to learn!" The soul of the soul flew up and walked towards Han Yu step by step.

"The soul does not return? It seems that you really did not return today!" Meng Zuisheng said sarcastically.

The soul did not return and ignored Meng Zuisheng, staring at Han Yu coldly, like a falcon staring at its prey, with sharp eyesight.

"The soul of Jiuyuan Earth Dismantling Master will definitely bring my magic to the next level!" The sound of the dead soul is sharp and piercing, which makes people very disgusted to hear it.

Han Yu ignored him, refining and healing medicinal materials quietly, every minute and a second are very important to him.

Suddenly a flash of killing light flashed in the eyes of the dead, and his body shook. Suddenly, a scream came from his body, and then people saw a person who was like a vicious ghost. It emerged from the dead back. Roaring around the unreturned soul, his face is very hideous.

"War soul? Damn it, how many souls have been refined before they are refined into a war soul?" Feng Aotian gritted his teeth.

"This kind of devil that harms lives must be eradicated!" Countless people showed hatred.

A series of battle spirits rushed out of the body of the soul not returning. Not long after, thirty-one battle spirits wrapped him, making him look like a walking peerless demon. Each of those war souls was extremely ferocious, and each of the screams made people scalp numb.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, a cold, sharp scream of killing came out from the soulless mouth. Those fighting souls screamed at Han Yu.

Thirty-one battle spirits, like thousands of troops rushing through, the momentum is too terrifying.

Han Yu stopped refining the medicinal materials, and a terrifying killing appeared in his eyes, and his vitality was injected into the Qi Tianjia, urging the formation shield, and then Han Yu rushed into the army of war souls.

"Boom boom boom..."

Han Yu has been rushing forward, only shooting at the battle souls in front, those who go to the side and back, don’t care at all, let those battle souls hit the formation shield, several times the formation shield Broken, Han Yu immediately propped up the shield again.

"He is going to die soon!"

The eyes of the people in the Yaozu, Mozu, and Yuxu Sacred Palace all lit up.

Han Yu's previous attack was so fierce. It was the first time that it was mainly defensive. The only thing they could think of was that Han Yu was already at the end of the battle.

There are also many people who are worried about the righteous sect. Doesn’t this look like Han Yu’s combat style?

It's the saint of Yaochi, with a small smile on her mouth, and her **** on her chest.

Han Yu opened the way with his fists, rushing out of the encirclement of the battle spirit, and immediately displayed the Tyrannosaurus Qi. A golden dragon gas rushed out from his forehead, turned into a big dragon, and slammed into the soul fiercely.

The roar of the Tyrannosaurus shook the earth, and the terrible breath made the soul jump brows.

"Catch the thief first, catch the king!"

At this moment, many people realized that the reason why Han Yu didn't go head-to-head with the battle spirit was to capture the king. As long as the soul did not return, those battle spirits were not to be feared.

Hun Bugui hurriedly displayed a heavenly intermediate supernatural power that collided with the Tyrannosaurus, and was smashed by the Tyrannosaurus aura. Finally, the Decepticons slammed into the body of the despoiled soul, smashing the soul. He vomited blood, and his body was cracked.

"Shit!"

At this moment, a long spear entwined with dragon aura burst through the air, taking the dead head.

"Stop!"

The master of the magic sect was shocked.

"Boom!"

Han Yu's spear was smashed into pieces, and his body was torn apart. Han Yu's spear exploded.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Han Yu displayed a patterned storm, which wiped out the blood and flesh of the soul in an instant, making him unable to live if he wanted to.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone was a little dazed.

Han Yu also showed a tendency to fall short. He didn't expect that his shot would be a lore.

"Ah!"

After the masters of the magic sect reacted, each shouted, one of them hit Han Yu with a punch.

"Boom!" In an instant, the terrifying aura of Wu Sheng's early stage transformation star swept the sky, shaking the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, an elegant figure appeared in front of Han Yu. Palace Master Jade Lake took a palm and caught the opponent's punch lightly.

"Do you want to cause a **** battle between the two sides? I am afraid that the senior will be the first to destroy the Demon Cult by then!" Palace Master Yaochi looked at the master of the Demon Cult coldly.

The people of the demon sect trembled and never dared to do anything again.

"Boom boom boom..."

Those battle spirits burst into pieces one after another after the death of their master, and soon disappeared.

Jade Lake Palace Lord turned around and nodded to Han Yu, handed Han Yu a look of appreciation, and returned to the righteous camp with a move.

"The boss just showed mercy to both Xuanwu and Prince Peng. This time, he resolutely killed the soul and he did not return. It seems that he hates the demon cult!" Meng Zuisheng secretly said.

The demons and demons were instantly shrouded in dark clouds. In five matches, Zhengdao won three games. As long as they lose one more game, they can only continue to shrink in the northern wilderness.

"Who will fight!"

Han Yu carried his hands behind his back, and his gaze swept across the opponent's camp coldly. As soon as this remark came out, the opponents' masters in the later stage of Martial Arts trembled.

Can Han Yu fight again?