Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 382: All Can Be Cut

"You want to know the whereabouts of the Fire Spirit?"

Xiao Shui also thought of the other party's intention of teasing him. Wasn't this just to drive him to ask for help?

But he has no external help. He is the one who calls the shots in the entire Minzhou Prefecture.

He has a traitor under his command to guard the place, and a butler who has pretty much become a piece of bacon.

The rest were all ordinary monks who made up the numbers. They looked intimidating, but in fact he had no useful helpers.

Just be thankful that you are not a burden to him, as his two subordinates are both idiots.

"It's useless. After the Fire Spirit is transported out of the city, they won't be able to wait for me to choose a direction to escape."

In other words, Xiao Shui didn't expect that he would not be able to escape. The backup plan was just a backup plan, but he didn't expect that it would actually be used.

So Xiao Shui doesn’t know where the person is now, but if nothing unexpected happens, the things will be delivered to the right person.

Han Yu's face turned dark, thinking that he was just being too sentimental.

"Listen to me, Xiao Han, let's not use our brains anymore, and use our fists as big as sandbags more often, they work."

The spirit of the weapon sighed helplessly.

Han Yu rolled his eyes, pulled a face, and became angry when he looked at Xiao Shui.

The blue dragon hovers like the sun, and the rising flames look even brighter than the sun.

Xiao Shui was so frightened that he looked at something that looked like the scorching sun coming towards him.

Can the Fire God be played like this?

In fact, it is not possible. For a cultivator with magical powers, the Canglong move is a last resort.

Just like Han Yu’s current condition, the energy required by a cultivator with supernatural powers is not enough to supply him.

There will never be another person who can use the Fire God's power like this.

As the flames engulfed Xiao Shui, the entire void suddenly became brightly lit.

After the light disappeared, Xiao Shui appeared in Han Yu's hands with a bruised face and a swollen nose. He looked like he was almost burnt to charcoal, with a pair of dull eyes that looked even stupid...

……

"Walk."

Ling Wu Ce turned around and greeted the elders.

I can't hit you at all. I can't hit you at all.

The other side didn't take any damage at all, and the seemingly fierce battle was just a futile effort on their part.

At this point, the monster's skin wasn't even scratched.

Outside, the Mohist elders opened a hole and a group of people fled.

Without an opponent, the monster could only turn to attack the barrier.

This kind of consumption pattern of increase and decrease is simply difficult to maintain.

The barrier needs spiritual power to maintain it, and just trapping monsters won't be of much use.

Sooner or later, the few of them would run out of energy, and the monsters were constantly attacking the barrier, consuming its power.

"Where did Han go?"

At this time, Elder Luo couldn't help but think of Han Yu again. This guy had disappeared from the beginning. If he was still there, there would be no need to work so hard.

"This kid has great control over monsters. If he doesn't come, Minzhou City will have to give up."

Ling Wu Ce's face darkened upon hearing this. Giving up a city sounded easy.

Even if all the people were resettled, once the city was destroyed, where would they be resettled?

There is almost no one on the fifth floor. The monks from the Tiangong Department, carrying hammers and cannons, have been used as combat units. Where can we find people to build the city?

"A corner of my Nanli Sword Studio is now destroyed! But life is still going on as usual. At most, my disciples can learn the way of nature by living outdoors."

Elder Luo curled his lips and said.

The Great Elder of Piaomiao City also nodded and said, "If there is really no other way, we will save the people but not the city."

The Nine Sects felt that they had done their best by doing this, and that Ling Wuce's responsibility was not theirs. They could help save people, but they could not risk their lives to defend the city.

Once the origin is damaged, the half of the body that is about to step into the earth will be sacrificed.

Ling Wuce naturally knew this truth. The court had its responsibilities, and this group of people also had their bottom line.

If I were in their shoes, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to help others without any bottom line.

This is reality.

"Young people nowadays all fail at the crucial moment."

Ling Wu Ce was so angry that he kept cursing.

"Oh! You're so angry!"

There was a sudden sound of breaking air, accompanied by a laugh.

A group of people looked up suddenly, and saw Han Yu appearing above their heads with a smile, holding the bruised and swollen Young Master Xiao in one hand, and looking at them.

Ling Wu Ce quickly put on a smiling face and flew forward, "Now that you are here, help me take care of it. I will ask Quan Xiaotong to record your merit later."

"No need to bother with the big job. Whoever has the bark of the wood spirit, the spirit and the body are now together. Just help me get it back. I'll give this to you as well."

Xiao Shui was stuffed out directly. Ling Wuce hurriedly took it and then took out the bark. This thing went around and finally returned to his hand.

"I come."

Elder Luo's eyes lit up, and he snatched the things away and disappeared. If nothing unexpected happened, he really got there first this time.

Han Yu turned his head and looked at the elders who were slow to act and were regretting it. He shook his head helplessly to express his regret.

There is only one pill, and it really goes like the saying goes, "the early bird gets the worm."

"Hurry up!"

Ling Wu Ce urged again and again.

Han Yu shook his head and broke through a barrier and rushed in. The monsters at this time also discovered him and immediately turned all the black pythons around to attack him.

The blue dragon roars and the sun suddenly appears.

The huge fireball was the first to break the black python's siege. Han Yu held a knife in one hand and controlled the fire with the other, and rushed forward with unstoppable force.

This is much more efficient than the old ones in the Nine Sects.

"It's nice to be young."

The Great Elder of Piaomiao City was deeply moved by what he saw. Han Yu was so energetic that even an old man like him envied him.

"It's better if you are young and capable."

The old monk from the Galan Temple shook his head and retorted that there was no shortage of young people in the monk world, but there was only one like him.

Han Yu's charge could not be stopped at all, and the monster's body, which was difficult to approach, seemed defenseless in front of him.

"Are the magical cultivators really that powerful?"

This scene made many elders suspicious. The Nine Sects are currently the most authoritative sects in the world of cultivators.

It’s not that they have not valued supernatural powers, but the cultivation of supernatural powers is not only slower and more time-consuming than ordinary cultivation, but their power is also not that outrageous.

Normally speaking, supernatural powers are used as auxiliary means for cultivators. When two cultivators of the same level fight, it goes without saying that the one with supernatural powers will have the advantage.

But among those who use supernatural powers as their main means, no one has ever seen anyone who is so powerful.

"The current leader of Nanli Jianzhai has made great progress in both his magical powers and cultivation, but he may not be able to do this."

The elder of Qinglan Sect opened his mouth and spoke.

"Old Ghost Luo is not here, why are you talking so nicely? Nanli Jianzhai has also fallen flat on his face. The magical powers of the two cannot be compared."

The Great Elder of Wushuang Tower rolled his eyes and said.

"There is definitely nothing wrong with the magical power. The problem should be with the person using it."

The great elder of Galan Temple clasped his hands together and gave his guess.

This group of old ghosts are very sharp-eyed. Han Yu's explosive squandering of energy makes any magical power extremely terrifying in his hands.

On the other side, Han Yu had already drawn his knife.

With just one cut, the monster wailed as if a vital part was cut.

The huge sound waves blew up the surrounding soil, and the surrounding grass and trees all broke out of the ground like dead trees and rotten wood.

In an instant, the entire barrier seemed to be falling apart. Countless black pythons realized the danger and launched the most fierce attack without regard for their lives.

The dark swarm of pythons tried to wrap up the entire sun. As soon as one group fell, another group quickly followed, one after another.

Han Yu accepted all comers, and any one that could break through would be slashed with a few sharp cuts, instantly turning the python into an earthworm.

"Did you see what he had in his hand?"

The great elder of Piaomiao City widened his eyes, feeling that Han Yu should have something in his hand, but he couldn't see it.

A group of people around him shook their heads. There was no way there was anything wrong with their eyes, so the one with the problem might be Han Yu.

"hiss!"

The Great Elder of Wushuang Tower inexplicably took a breath of cold air, looked at the changes in the monster, and thought of a terrible idea.

"He can cut off people's essence..."

Seeing the monster's body shrinking visibly with the naked eye, and then looking at the invisible thing in Han Yu's hand, it is no wonder that he can control the monster that others can't deal with.

It's more than just restraining monsters. To put it bluntly, under the law of heaven, there is nothing that cannot be cut down.

"Who dares to fight him to death from now on?"

The Grand Elder of Wushuang Tower stared with his eyes wide open, thinking that if this guy got ruthless, he could chop a cultivator from the ceiling to the floor at any time and anywhere. The scene was a bit creepy.

"Not really. Although I can cut it, I may not be able to cut off too much with one blow."

The Great Elder of Piaomiao City looked at the changes in the monster, estimated the power of the knife in his mind, shook his head and spoke.

"But don't forget how tough this guy is. If we fight to the death, he can withstand the pressure and let you hit him. Can you withstand the pressure and let him chop you?"

The Grand Elder of Wushuang Tower immediately refuted.

This is indeed unsolvable.

If Han Yu really fights to the death, it will be absolutely terrifying.

"Seniors, we don't have to fight to the death! It's okay to be more friendly!"

Ling Wu Ce couldn't help but remind him.

Yup!

Who the hell is stirring up trouble? After the group of people realized what was going on, they all glared at the Great Elder of Wushuang Tower.

It was this old ghost who led him astray.

(End of this chapter)