Chapter 253
Han Yun had just obtained the Tianhuo Illusion Body, and before he could finish his happiness, he was snatched by the man in black robe and cloak in front of him, which made him furious.
"It's you?!"
The next moment, Han Yun suddenly stared at Yi Xiaoyao. Seeing the familiar black robe and cloak on his body, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, narrowing his eyes and speaking coldly.
"Very good. I was just about to kill you, but I didn't expect you to come to your door by yourself. It seems that I am really lucky today. I have got everything I want, and the people I want to kill will come to die."
While Han Yu was talking, Yi Xiaoyao opened the jade slip in his hand and looked at it a few times. After confirming that the above was the Tianhuo Illusion Body, he smiled with satisfaction.
"President Han, thank you for your heavenly level spiritual skills, but next, I will also want the secret treasure map on you, the holy fruit of Nirvana, and your life."
As he said that, he put the Tianhuo Huan Body into the storage bag.
When Han Yun saw Yi Xiaoyao's actions, a cold light flashed in his eyes and his pale face became extremely gloomy. Then he heard Yi Xiaoyao say the message that he possessed the Holy Fruit of Nirvana, and immediately understood everything.
"So, you're following me all the way, it seems that you're for that secret picture."
Han Yun's eyes flashed and sneered, "It seems that something that can make you pay so much attention to is really a treasure. In this case, I have to study it carefully. Maybe I can really find a secret treasure."
"You don't have this chance." Yi Xiaoyao smiled coldly, his spiritual power burst out quickly, and he drew his sword.
Han Yun felt Yi Xiaoyao's cultivation aura and immediately burst into laughter sarcastically.
"The fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm? With your cultivation level, you dare to steal my things and say something like killing me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivation level of the Hanyu Yuanying Ninth Level Realm was suddenly released, and a bloody smell of extreme coldness was seeped out. A sticky blood mist spread out, and a long blood-colored whip shot out like a living thing.
At the same time, the sword light shone in front of Yi Xiaoyao and he also took action.
A layer of dark spiritual power was covered on the silver long sword. The moment the air was torn apart, a layer of sharp black sword energy was brought up, and it fell down towards Han Yun Zhang fiercely.
In the end, the long sword and the blood whip intersected heavily, and a spark sputtered out. After the sound of the symphony of gold and iron, the blood-colored long whip was not broken by the sword energy, but instead tightly wrapped the long sword around it.
The two were dozens of feet apart, and the blood whip pulled Yi Xiaoyao's long sword tightly between the distance, and the stalemate could not be reached.
"This guy, what a weird power."
Yi Xiaoyao held the long sword tightly, fighting against the huge pulling force from the blood whip. He could feel that the blood whip was emitting an extremely cold and powerful force through the sword.
While pulling the blood whip hard, Han Yun grinned and said, "Boy, you probably saw the way of death of Lin Yanyu from Feiyan League? Next, I will let you die like this."
The next moment, the blood whip turned into a blood snake again and began to swim quickly towards his arm along Yi Xiaoyao's long sword.
Yi Xiaoyao frowned. He glanced at Lin Yanyu, who had already been sucked out of blood on the ground, and then saw the blood snake about to climb onto his arm, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
“Disgusting!”
With a shout, a flame ignited in Yi Xiaoyao's eyes, and then a blazing flame burst out from his arms, directly covering his whole body and the sword.
call!
As soon as the powerful flames came out, the blood snake wrapped around the long sword began to shrink violently and wither in the blink of an eye.
"What!"
Han Yun's expression changed and he hurriedly wanted to take back the blood whip.
But the next moment, the flames on Yi Xiaoyao's body seemed to have consciousness, swaying directly along the blood whip, and the sword light of the flame, like lava, slashed out immediately.
Swish!
The blood whip, which was not afraid of the destruction sword energy before, was cut into two pieces under the flame sword light.
"What kind of flame is this? It can actually cut off my Immortal Blood Whip!?"
A somewhat terrified voice came from Han Yun's mouth. He looked at Yi Xiaoyao, who was shrouded in flames in disbelief, felt the power of the flames on his body, and the fear from the heart that had existed from the auction hall became extremely clear in an instant.
The cold blood Yin bone skills practiced by Han Yun followed the path of extreme yin and cold, and were naturally restrained by some extreme flame power. It was precisely because of this that he hated Yi Xiaoyao from the bottom of his heart at the auction.
And the ultimate flame power here is nothing compared to Yi Xiaoyao's Heaven and Earth Fire Soul.
At this moment, Han Yu's cold blood Yin Bone Technique encountered Yi Xiaoyao, who possessed the fire spirit of heaven and earth, and was completely suppressed like a mouse seeing a cat.
"You don't need to understand what kind of flame this is, you just need to know that you will die in my hands next, that's it."
Yi Xiaoyao grinned, and then rushed towards Han Yun like a burning meteorite with an amazing sword light.
A vicious and vicious look appeared on Han Yun's face, and he sneered coldly: "What can you do with this powerful flame? Your cultivation level is only at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul. If I kill you, it's easy!"
Yi Xiaoyao smiled coldly and ignored this statement.
Anyone who underestimates his cultivation level is already dead, and the guy in front of him is no exception.
The two figures quickly intersected, and the roar continued to come out, with scorching flames on one side and extremely cold blood mist on the other.
Wherever the fire passed, the cold blood mist dissipated without any resistance.
With Yi Xiaoyao's normal strength, he is enough to compete with the powerful people in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, but if he faces this weird Han Yun, he may be very troublesome.
But at this moment, under the extreme restraint of the attributes, he crushed the man down with just a few moves.
During the fight, Han Yun finally felt Yi Xiaoyao's strength and his face was extremely pale.
"I can give you the Holy Fruit of Nirvana and the broken map. How about I write off the matter between you and me? Otherwise, if you kill me, my Cold Blood Alliance will not let you go!"
Finally, Han Yun began to compromise after fully realizing that he was no match for Yi Xiaoyao.
"Hmph! Even if you die, how could the Cold Blood Alliance know that I killed you?"
Yi Xiaoyao snorted coldly, and the attack in his hand did not diminish at all, and he was deadly in action.
Han Yun's expression changed. He was never familiar with this sentence. It was exactly what he said before killing Lin Yanyu, but Yi Xiaoyao returned it to him.
The next moment, a sword light flashed, and Xueliang's sword body directly pierced Han Yu's throat, and the figures of the two stopped.
"And if you kill you, everything you have is mine. Why should I write it off with you?"
Looking at Han Yun's frightened and desperate eyes, Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
After saying that, the long sword was pulled out, blood sprayed out from Han Yu's neck like fog, and his body fell down weakly.
Yi Xiaoyao raised his hand and took off the person's storage bag, checked it, and then left with satisfaction.
On the messy ground, only Lin Yanyu turned into mummies and the cold death of death without mercy.
The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.
These two corpses are like mantis and cicadas, but the oriole that finally benefited was already carrying the treasure and didn't know where it flew to.
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