Chapter 347

"Dead!"

The emperor of the Ming sword trembled slightly.

The scream slowly disappeared, and an amazing space crack spread for thousands of kilometers.

Emptiness and silence are terrible!

a moment.

An avalanche of cheers came from the ancient city of the University.

"Brothers, the warlords and strongmen of the five forces in Taihao city are dead. We should speed up and kill these little bastards!"

Yuan Yue stands in the void, with a proud face.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

One by one, the disciples of the death battle group seemed to have beaten chicken blood, and a group of people of the crazy pilgrimage battle group were killed.

Big sky magic sword array, cut directly over the Jihad regiment.

"The boss has defeated Jue Di, and our university ancient city is safe!"

"The boss is the most powerful person in the world. No one can defeat the boss!"

"The boss is powerful!"

……

In the ancient city of the University, a disciple looked at Han Yun enthusiastically.

Now even if Han Yun said he could kill Zhan Sheng, they would never have the slightest doubt.

"Didi..."

"Congratulations to player Han Yun for killing the third level war emperor and rewarding a thousand super God points!"

The prompt sound of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.

"No war skills?"

Han Yun held his mouth, and then turned his head smartly.

"Hello, everyone!"

With a kind smile on his face, Han Yun waved warmly to the disciples in the ancient city of the University.

"Boss!"

"Ow, ow..."

……

In the ancient city of University, a disciple screamed wildly.

"Benefactor, it's too hard to kill. It's better to enter our Buddhism and repent quietly!"

Just when Han Yun was elated, a clear voice suddenly came.

"Repent..."

Han Yunman's face hurts.

I repent your sister!

Your eyes see that the young master is very angry!

"Hey, hey, hey... Little nun, even if I repent, I'm punishing the bad guys. If the Buddha knows, I'm afraid he will give me merit!"

Han Yun looked at the little nun and said with a smile.

"Lower merit..."

The little nun gave a slight meal and then recited the Buddha's horn.

"Amitoefl..."

"Little nun, your task is completed. You can go back!"

It seems that he remembered the words of the system, and Han Yun suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This little nun, that's a strong level 12.

It's a time bomb for such a strong man to stay around.

"The task is completed..."

The little nun looked frozen in her eyes and whispered:

"Then I'll leave. Xiao Shi mainly has the opportunity to travel to the western world!"

"Definitely!"

Han Yun hurried.

"Farewell!"

The little nun bowed slightly, and then in Han Yun's surprised eyes.

With a gentle stroke of the little nun's palm, the space was directly torn open.

A strong suction came.

The terrible crack did not close immediately, but quickly spread around, forming a five foot high space door.

"What is this skill?"

Han Yun asked the system in surprise.

Han Yun has never seen who can tear space with his bare hands.

Can Zhan Sheng do it?

Han Yun doesn't know, but Han Yun is sure that even Zhan Sheng can't do it so easily.

What's more terrible is.

The space delimited by the little nun seemed to be under her control, since it did not heal immediately!

"Benefactor, farewell!"

Little nun Chaohan Yun bowed slightly, then her body flashed and disappeared into the space door.

"Left!"

Han Yun recovered, his face full of dignified color.

This moment.

Han Yun no longer has the slightest doubt about the strength of the little nun!

Can do this.

Even if it's not level 12, it's at least level 11!

"System, what is the state above the war saint?"

Han Yunchao asked the system.

"The land is divided into six levels, namely, the little emperor, the great emperor, the little saint, the great saint, the small heaven level and the great heaven level!"

The sound of the system came.

"Do you mean to say that the war emperors I meet now are not real war emperors, but small emperors?"

Han Yun heard this, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"Yes, there is a great gap between the little emperor and the great emperor. If you want to be a strong emperor, you must open the gate of heaven and form the emperor's soul!"

"The strong warrior Han Yun met, the power of the divine soul didn't even reach level 9. This is just the beginning of the little emperor!"

The sound of the system came.

"Special, the power of level 10 spirit!"

Han Yun swallowed his saliva.

Level 10 spirit power.

Even if the great emperor and the strong don't attack, they can directly kill the small emperor and the strong at the peak.

"Brother Han..."

The voice of the sword emperor of the Ming Dynasty came, and Han Yun quickly withdrew from the system.

"Master Qu..."

Han Yun arched his hand slightly.

"Han Yun, you can defeat the emperor of war. Don't you call me elder brother Qu?"

Old Qu smiled bitterly.

"Where is brother Qu? Even if I Han Yun can defeat the God of war, how can I forget brother Qu's kindness to me Han Yun?"

Han Yun looked at old man Qu and shook his head.

"This..."

Old man Qu gave a slight pause, and then looked at Han yundao with appreciation:

"I haven't seen such an excellent young man as you in the martial arts guild for a long time!"

"Thank you for your praise, brother Qu!"

Han Yun smiled.

With that kind look on his face, I can't see the fierce look just now.

Look at Han Yun.

Old man Qu sighed slightly.

It's stupid to provoke Han Yun, the five forces of Taihao city.

"Kill..."

The terrible war atmosphere hit, and the disciples of the God of death battle regiment fought with the disciples of the Jihad regiment.

The death of Jue Di!

Let the momentum of the jihadist regiment drop to the bottom in an instant. In the face of the fierce God of death, the jihadist regiment can't stop for a moment!

"Heaven demon sword array!"

"Boom..."

The art of combo attacks one after another, and the terrible big sky magic sword array falls over the Jihad regiment.

The whole Jihad regiment, the team was completely in chaos.

"Die!"

Four or five disciples of the God of death battle regiment formed the Xiaotian magic sword array and killed the killer without hesitation!

"Poof..."

Figures fell to the ground.

a moment.

Of the more than 500 disciples of the Jihad regiment, there are only more than 100 left.

"Strange..."

Han Yun looked at a jihadist disciple who fell to the ground, and the light in his eyes flashed slightly.

The battle regiment in the realm of zhanzong.

This is too weak!

What made Han Yun even more stunned was that these jihadist disciples, even if they died, did not want to lose their black robes.

The magic sword in the hand of the God of death War Regiment was inserted into their bodies.

They didn't even react at all, but regardless of their own life or death, they attacked the disciples of the God of death battle group!

If it weren't for many disciples of the death War Regiment.

I'm afraid even if these 500 people are killed in the end, they will suffer heavy losses.

"Boss, all the disciples of the Jihad regiment have perished!"

Yuan Yue walked to Han Yun with blood on his face and said respectfully.

"Very good!"

Han Yun nodded faintly and then said, "clean up the battlefield!"

"Yes, boss!"

Yuan Yue retreated.

But for a moment, a startling voice suddenly came.

"Boss, they..."