Chapter 1890

"Er Is this a humanoid weapon? " The rooster looked at the piano music, how to look like a person, or a peerless beauty, how can burst out such a terrible breath, comparable to Emperor soldiers?

the old fellow of iron Smith breathed a sigh of relief. Han Yu was able to kill the white tiger and protect himself.

"Boom..."

Wuya mountain is boiling, and the blood is surging to form a terrible sword. The murderous spirit soars to the sky and shakes the sky.

"Kill!"

Han Yu's hands moved in a round, and Qin music whirled out and smashed at the white tiger. All of a sudden, the huge bang bang earth shaking, flying out seems not a person, but the whole heaven and earth.

"Whoosh!"

The sword broke through the sky and hit Qin music heavily.

Although Qin music is flesh and blood, killing the sword does not do any harm to her.

The two of them stand still for half a sound. The sword is destroyed and the music of Qin flies back.

"Poof..."

Han Yu and white tiger spit blood at the same time. A little shock at this level is enough to inflict heavy damage on them.

Han Yu screamed and grabbed the right wrist of Qin music, and his vitality rushed into the body of Qin music again.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared up to the sky, and the whole Wuya mountain trembled violently. The blood gathers again to form a sword of terror.

Han Yu tried his best to activate the music and threw it out again. This time, it was more powerful than before.

White sword to control the sight.

"Broken!"

"Boom

When the two collide fiercely, the Six Harmonies and eight wastelands are shaken by it, and all the gods and Buddhas will be afraid.

Suddenly, the sword splits, and then it explodes with a bang. Qin music is as powerful as a bamboo and bumps into the white tiger.

The white tiger screamed and dodged.

"Bang!"

The white tiger was only touched by the piano music, and then flew out and hit a mountain heavily, and his body was torn apart. Qin music went straight in for a long time, almost smashed a mountain, and then played it back. Han Yufei grabs her wrist again and urges her to move.

The white tiger roared angrily, muttering in his mouth, trying to summon the coffin. After a long time, the coffin did not move.

The black coffin and the sword of judgment have not known where the battle has been, which is still called by the white tiger.

And Qin music, inspired by Han Yu, broke out again in a terrifying force, smashing the white tiger.

The white tiger was scared to death and trembled. In a hurry, the sword was condensed and smashed by Qin music. Qin music hit white tiger heavily.

"Bang!"

The white tiger's body exploded, and Qin music ran into a big mountain in the deep before playing it back.

It has to be said that wuyashan is too terrible. The emperor's soldiers only trembled and didn't get any damage.

The white tiger's flesh and blood quickly condensed into a body. Looking at Han Yu's eyes, full of fear, he turned and ran away.

Han Yu grabs Qin Yue's wrist, steps out of the sky and pursues into the Wuyan mountain.

"Tut tut Tut, the boss is worthy of being the boss. Even wuyazi will be beaten to pieces by him!" The rooster was overjoyed and danced in the back.

Han Yu chased him to the depth of Wuyan mountain, and suddenly an army came to kill him. It was extremely murderous and terrifying.

Han Yu snorted coldly and threw the music out. The music whirled around like a rolling plate driving across the sky and crushing everything.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

Hundreds of masters were smashed in a flash. Some of them were hit by Qin music, and some were just touched by the powerful imperial army breath, and then died instantly.

"White tiger, where are you going Han Yu chased after him in a hurry.

With the protection of Qin music, Han Yu is walking on the ground. Wuyashan has turned into countless attacks and murders, such as strange trees, strange stones, sand and stones, which are all over the world killing Han Yu, but they can't get close to Han Yu. Still several miles away, they were crushed by the terrible Diwei emitted from the body of Qin music.

The white tiger feels the murderous spirit behind him getting closer and closer, and he can't help but sweat.

"Boom!"

Han Yu threw the music out again and hit the white tiger.

The white tiger controls the blood to form a blood shield. Qin music smashes on the blood shield.

"Dong!"

The sound of the big LU Hong bell shook the mountains. The white tiger vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Boom!"

Then the blood shield burst open, and the music of Qin was driven away.

"Master, help me!" The white tiger yelled and felt the breath of death.

Han Yu frowned, and he knew that the white tiger was not the master of Wuya mountain, so he could not help being vigilant.

"Boom

The white tiger was hit by a positive, countless flesh and blood instantly turned into fly ash, leaving only a wisp of blood to escape and fall into the mountains.

Han Yu waited for Qin le to fly back and took her hand to chase him down.

Below, there is a strange hill that looks like a tomb from above. In front of it was a tall stone tablet. The white tiger patted the stone tablet and yelled: "open the door and let me in. Master, it's me. Help me..."This situation, this scene, looks very strange.

Han Yu fell down slowly. The strong breath from Qin music made the white tiger kneel on the ground. The white tiger is unwilling to roar, but no one responds.

"It seems that your master has abandoned you. Who will help you if you are such a treacherous person who even kills me!"

Han Yu fell down and stepped on the white tiger's back. The strong pressure burst the white tiger's limbs.

The white tiger reluctantly turned his head and looked at Han Yu. He was not willing to say, "I recognized it when I planted it in your hands."

Han Yu whispered: "if you don't come back now, when will you wait?"

The white tiger's body suddenly trembled, and suddenly burst out a rune paper from its eyebrows and smashed it with a puff. Immediately, Han Yu and white tiger got in touch.

"It's all about this Rune paper!"

When Han Yu's mind moved, the white tiger turned into a wisp of gas and flew into his elixir field. In an instant, all the emotions of the white tiger were suppressed by Han Yu's dominant thought. It was still just an embodiment of Han Yu.

From the white tiger's mind, countless information rushed into Han Yu's mind, and Han Yu instantly knew what white tiger had experienced in the chaotic space-time.

Han Yu had no time to sort out the information. Suddenly, the stone tablet trembled violently. Han Yu rushed up to the sky and was on guard.

"You can't get away with a death sentence, but you can't escape a living crime. You're sleeping!" Han Yu said secretly.

Suddenly, the white tiger in the field of elixir directly fell asleep and turned into a gas into a black hole. Now, even if the people of wuyashan want to save the white tiger, they have to look at Han Yu's face.

The stone tablet vibrated for a while, and a light door appeared. It was like a stone gate sealed with dust for countless years.

Han Yu flew high again, fully urging the piano music, ready for a terrorist attack at any time.

"Come in!" From the light door, there was an old and dignified voice.

Han Yu didn't move. The power of his soul covered every inch of the void around him. He was alert at any time.

"White tiger is you, you are white tiger; no cliff is you, you are no cliff. I won't embarrass you! " The voice sounded again, but it was not loud, but it made Han Yu's whole body churning with blood.

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