Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 446 Senior? Are you calling me?
"Stinky Taoist!"

The soul looked back in horror and saw Liu Zongyuan sitting on a green leaf, looking at him mockingly.

Now I finally understand the dilemma of being caught between wolves in front and tigers behind.

Liu Zongyuan raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, and the mocking tone in his eyes gradually became strange.

He came here after being warned by Lingbao Qingye, who was a hundred miles away.

Before he came, he knew without even a guess that it was the split soul causing trouble again, but the closer he got, the more frightened he became.

The movement in front was extremely unusual, and it might not be possible to do it just by splitting the soul. The aftermath of the subsequent fighting made him feel horrified.

Even he couldn't do it with such a huge momentum.

Who is fighting with the split soul?

"Could it be some senior?"

He could only guess this way. The cultivators from Central Continent were too incompetent to be the local cultivators here.

"It seems that our seniors have freed up their hands to deal with the group of people on the other side."

Liu Zongyuan was delighted, if for no other reason than getting rid of the split soul would save him a lot of trouble. Guarding the sea day and night was really too torturous.

He was lucky as he ran into the panicked soul as soon as he arrived.

What made him even happier was that the level of his split soul had dropped a lot at this moment, probably by nearly 50%.

"Hey, who forced you to this point that you even had to use the Four Divisions of Heaven and Earth to escape?"

Liu Zongyuan said with undisguised gloating that they had been dealing with each other for many years and knew each other well. He could see the problem of the other party at a glance.

"Go away!"

The soul fragment spoke in a cold voice. At the moment, he didn't want to get entangled too much and just wanted to escape quickly. Even though he had twelve clones and twelve lives, he still didn't want to die easily again.

The more anxious he was, the more Liu Zongyuan wanted to tease him.

We firmly oppose whatever the enemy wants to do.

The split soul was eager to escape, so he couldn't let it escape.

"Come on, let me join in, and we'll have a fight too."

Without further ado, Liu Zongyuan took a step forward, and the invisible sword intent condensed into a magic sword in the void, slashing down towards the soul...

……

"Son of a bitch!"

The facial features of the other soul were all twisted together. This body was not an ordinary thing, and it was really difficult to make it vivid. So at this moment, in anger, the facial features were all twisted together.

All because the person chasing me is so fucking hateful.

Han Yu stepped on the Canglong, and whenever the opponent was a little slow, he would quickly flash over and stab his waist with the invisible long knife in his hand.

Although his soul did not suffer any injuries, he would rather be stabbed with a real knife or a real gun.

The thing in the opponent's hand is too terrifying. Every time it stabs me, it can cut off a part of my strength. Although the amount is not large, I can't withstand the opponent's frequent stabs!

"I said I would chop you into a mortal."

Han Yu laughed coldly.

Upon hearing this, the soul couldn't help but shudder, gritted its teeth and tried even harder to escape.

"Stop playing, there's a fight going on over there too, and the other clone seems to have been stopped by someone."

The spirit of the weapon hurriedly reminded him, and then imitated Han Yu's habitual action, stroking his chin and thinking.

"Quan said that if I catch a soul, I will give him 30 years of luck. You said that if I catch two souls, I will give him 60 years of luck. That's reasonable, isn't it?"

Zhuo, are you a devil?
Han Yu had a strange look on his face. This magical idea was so amazing.

However, this seems to be the case.

It takes thirty years to capture one soul, so if I catch two, it will take at least sixty years.

Thinking of this, he looked at the fleeing figure in front of him and his face became serious.

This is walking luck, it is valuable.

With an explosion, he used all his strength to control the Azure Dragon and transformed it into a flash of white light. In an instant, he had caught up with the split soul. Without waiting for his reaction, the sword of authority intertwined into a sword net and killed him.

The split soul felt a chill in his heart. Although he couldn't see what the other party had in his hand, he only needed to know that the thing was fatal.

"I'll fight you."

The split soul gritted its teeth and looked back, and its index finger released a mysterious aura.

Pointing at Cang Xuan...

Before he could release it, Han Yu, who was on the way, raised his fist and shouted, "Little Liuli Turtle Fist!"

With all his strength, his huge fist made a sound like thunder and struck the opponent's fingers hard.

bump!
The huge sound wave threw the soul away, and the entire finger and wrist shattered into powder.

Hexi's chaotic cloak and swordsmanship!
Han Yu, who was not good at naming, gave himself an even crazier name for his mad hacking. He then caught up with the enemy and hacked at the split soul.

The altar of the gods…transcendence…see the gods…see me…the other shore…the divine bridge…the divine spring…the gods…

The soul fragment was in great panic, but he was powerless and could only watch helplessly as the power in his body continued to drain away.

"Let's go back to Hedong!"

Han Yu sneered and stabbed the opponent's divine spring with the last knife. In the despair of the split soul, the position of the divine spring was like a receding tide. The only remaining trace of power continued to dissipate, and then the divine spring also disappeared.

At this moment, the soul had no strength left and fell limply.

pat!

When he fell, his body was like cartilage, lying flat on the ground, unable to move anymore.

"Hey! This isn't a flesh and blood body? How weird!"

The spirit of the weapon glanced at the broken hand bones of the split soul and suddenly exclaimed.

"We'll study it later. There are still 30 years of luck waiting for us over there!"

Han Yu had no time to study. He picked up the man and stepped into the air. After a blue dragon condensed under his feet, the whole person turned into a stream of light and quickly flew into the sky.

……

"Stinky Taoist priest, don't push me. If you push me again, I will fight you to death."

After the split soul was entangled for a while, it was fighting fiercely with Liu Zongyuan. Suddenly, an ominous intuition made him shiver, and then a memory quickly poured into his mind. It was the memory of another self.

He was cut down to mortal form!

How could there be such a vicious thing!

Is this still the world he knew? He couldn't stay here any longer. The other party was coming this way. He had to escape as quickly as possible! The faster the better!

But Liu Zongyuan insisted on holding him to death, which made him so angry that he almost fumed.

The whistling sound could be heard in the sky, the speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, a vague figure could be seen.

"Senior, here."

Liu Zongyuan shouted loudly as if he was presenting a treasure.

The split soul's expression twisted once again, it was over.

No, I can't die, I can still live.

The moment Liu Zongyuan was distracted, he immediately put his fingers together and pointed to the sky, with mysterious energy flowing through his body.

The sky and earth are divided into four parts...

At the critical moment, Han Yu flashed over and punched him on the forehead.

bump!
The soul fragment that was abruptly interrupted fell down like a sandbag. Han Yu immediately swooped down, holding the soul fragment in one hand and hitting another soul fragment with the other hand, leaving Liu Zongyuan stunned.

The soul that had already received feedback from the other body no longer dared to allow Han Yu to consume it. Once consumed, it would become his prey.

He steadied himself in mid-air, immediately broke free from Han Yu's attack, and retreated suddenly, his fingers tapping continuously, his spiritual power output almost at full capacity.

One finger at Cang Xuan!
Finger of the Netherworld!
Draw the ground as a prison!

……

Han Yu rushed forward with his men in his arms like a bandit, facing the cages in the sky, without even a glance, eight or nine blue dragons flew up at the same time.

When all kinds of destructive auras were blowing towards him, he didn't even try to dodge, but just rushed forward with his head down.

There was a roar from heaven and earth, and in the aura of destruction, Han Yu's aura of looking down on everything was clearly revealed. He allowed the attacks to fall on him one after another, but he still moved forward with incomparable force!
Of course, this was from Liu Zongyuan's perspective. At this moment, he was completely stunned.

Where did this powerful old man come from?

Yes, Han Yu's status in his mind has risen to that of a senior who cannot be any older.

The only thing that surprised him was that the heroic spirit of this old senior had never been revealed overseas.

From Han Yu's perspective, he was staring at the split soul and allowed him to attack without stopping.

"Thirty years of luck are right before your eyes. That's sixty years of luck in total. Hurry and finish it, and figure out how to divide it."

The spirit of the weapon couldn't help urging in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was no arrogant aura at all; that was the sound of Han Yu breathing heavily in the face of his sudden wealth.

"He's much weaker."

I felt the pain in my body, but it was not as intense as before.

"It should be the disadvantage of that strange ability." The spirit of the weapon said quickly after thinking about it.

Seeing that Han Yu was so fearless of death, the soul split his eyes widened in fear.

The next moment, a wind and thunder fist was thrown out, and the wind and clouds changed color. The powerful pressure suppressed the soul like a rotten wood and made its body sway.

When the fist arrives, all the fingers are destroyed!
When the knife arrived, the soul was filled with despair.

"Oh my god! This..."

Liu Zongyuan felt a chill in his heart, especially when he saw Han Yu looking like he was going to cut him into pieces.

Being cut into pieces is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the other party used some unknown means. Liu Zongyuan watched helplessly as his soul was divided and fell straight down like an object falling from a high altitude.

From the altar to the celestial being, in the end even the split soul was turned into a mortal.

He, who was immune to cold and heat, couldn't help but exhale a breath of icy mist, and his whole body felt cold to the bone.

He didn't want to stay here anymore. This mysterious senior was too scary.

But he did not dare to leave suddenly, especially for fear that the old man would not be satisfied with the chopping and would chop him as well.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Zongyuan finally spoke hesitantly.

"Senior, um... I have something to do, can I leave first?"

Han Yu, who was stacking the two souls together, turned his head with a strange expression after hearing the voice.

"Senior, are you calling me?"

At this moment, Liu Zongyuan's mouth was big enough to fit an egg.

The two men finally met, and he saw the old senior's face clearly.

When their eyes met, they fell into deathly silence...

……

Ling Wu Ce, along with one man and one spirit, had been retreating again and again, and before they knew it, they had retreated twenty miles away.

There was nothing he could do. The commotion over at Haishi City was getting louder and louder, so loud that he was terrified, fearing that he would be affected.

Later on, the range of the movement suddenly got closer and closer to them. They had no choice but to keep retreating.

At this moment, he was extremely anxious, as he had no idea what the battle situation was like on the other side.

Seeing that the noise had stopped for more than a cup of tea, Ling Wu Ce guessed that the fight was probably over.

But he had no confidence about who would win or lose.

He wanted to go over and investigate, but he was afraid that if Han Yu got caught, he would go over and die.

But staying here all the time is not a solution.

"Yo yo yo……"

Mu Ling spoke pitifully.

"Is my true self gone?"

Qingwan's voice was also full of sadness.

With such a big commotion, even the arrogant Mu Ling was completely frightened.

It was a pity that it had the guts to tell the other party to come ahead.

Just when everyone was thinking about their own things, a huge blue dragon suddenly appeared in the sky towards Haishi City.

The blue dragon broke into flames and then quickly formed the shape of a hand.

"It's Han Yu!"

Ling Wu Ce was overjoyed. When he saw the huge hand raising a thumb, he immediately understood what was going on.

He won!
(End of this chapter)