Chapter 177 Total Annihilation

Playing the zither?

Making tea?

In front of more than a hundred masters who came to kill him, Han Xu actually asked his maid to play the zither and make tea.

And after Han Xu finished speaking, Qing'er really played the zither, and Yingying also built a stove with stones, and made a teapot from nowhere to make tea.

The master holding the broad-backed double swords said: "Do you think you are here for a picnic? Look, I, Yu Xie, will send you off."

After saying that, the double swords lit up with a scarlet light, and a bloody breath filled the air.

He rushed forward, waving the double swords tightly, and with just two swords, he actually danced out the visual sense of a sword formation.

Moreover, in each sword aura, there was a cold murderous aura attached, which was breathtaking.

Han Xu nodded. Among the masters above the ninth rank, his sword skills were also unique. However, when he decided to take action, the outcome was already doomed.

Han Xu painted in the air, and a talisman with the power of thunder and lightning was shot out. Yu Xie wanted to dodge, but when he turned around, he found that the talisman followed him like a maggot attached to his bones.

Since he couldn't dodge, he had to cut it.

In a flash, Yu Xie turned around and stabbed the talisman, but it didn't cut it in half as he expected. Instead, he was hit by the current and half of his body was paralyzed instantly.

"Quick, kill him together!" At this time, Yu Xie knew that he was not Han Xu's opponent, and he didn't care about showing off at all, and he directly called for help.

The others didn't hesitate. Dozens of people closest to Han Xu came to kill one after another. In an instant, all kinds of spiritual power came down like a flood, as if to blast Han Xu into ashes.

In the deafening explosion, Qing'er's piano sound could be vaguely heard, and the rhythm was still steady without any fluctuations.

At the moment of the explosion, Han Xu actually raised his hand and carved hundreds of talismans, wrapping himself inside and outside in three layers, like a golden body and iron bones.

These talismans helped Han Xu block all the attacks in the first wave. Although many of them were damaged, Han Xu himself was not even hurt.

Everyone was shocked. Even if Han Xu had transformed from the most useless waste to the most heaven-defying genius, he was only an eighth-grade. How could he be unscathed under the joint attack of everyone?

As usual, only those who have entered the extraordinary can ignore the human wave tactics below the extraordinary.

Everyone present, no matter who they are, cannot be spared in the previous wave of attacks.

Young Master Mingyu is worthy of being born in a famous family. He has seen countless big scenes. He was the first to come back to his senses and said loudly: "Everyone keeps attacking. No matter how strong he is, his spiritual power will always be exhausted."

As the saying goes, a word awakens a dreamer. Below the extraordinary, the skills can only rely on the spiritual power in his body to support. The more powerful the skills, the more spiritual power is required.

Although Han Xu's Taoism is amazingly powerful, it must be very horrible. Even if he blocked the first wave of attacks, what about the second and third waves?

They have more than a hundred people, and they can attack in turns to wear Han Xu to death.

Under the call of ten ninth-grade masters, they were divided into three groups, each with nearly forty people, and launched a round-by-round attack on Han Xu.

"Want to use a round-robin battle!" Han Xu thought to himself. If he was not extraordinary, he would have died in the previous round. It's a pity. These people's ideas are right and they have done enough homework, but no one can guess that Han Xu will be extraordinary.

In fact, if you are careful, you can find that Han Xu's strength is abnormal. How can an eighth-grade master kill a ninth-grade master in seconds, and how can he be intact under the joint attack of so many people.

No matter how exquisite the Taoism he practices, it is impossible to reach this level.

However, in the history of the entire Dawu Dynasty, no one had ever heard of a young extraordinary person like Han Xu, because theoretically it was impossible to cultivate so fast, so naturally everyone would not think in that direction.

Although Han Xuzhi showed the aura of the eighth rank, his spiritual power was a real extraordinary power. If he had not restrained himself again and again, Yu Xie would have died in the first move.

Round after round of attacks hit Han Xu, and the talismans were broken layer by layer, but Han Xu still stood firm.

Everyone went from shock to anger, then fear, and gradually numbness.

After a few rounds, everyone felt that their spiritual power was consumed a lot. With such a high-frequency attack, they would also slowly feel overwhelmed, but Han Xu still looked very relaxed.

Yu Xie shouted loudly: "Don't hold back, attack with all your strength. If you don't kill him today, I don't know how many more people will die in the future."

Han Xu looked at him with disdain. It was him who had just said dirty words, and now he said that he was righteous. I really don't know how he cultivated to the ninth rank.

Master Mingyu also felt that it would be bad if he dragged on, so he took the lead and rushed forward, his spear roaring like a white dragon out of the sea.

With him leading the way, the others followed one after another. This time, more than a hundred people attacked at the same time, and the power was almost extraordinary.

With a loud bang, the talismans on Han Xu's body were quickly annihilated layer by layer, turning into dust and disappearing into the air.

When the last layer of talismans was defeated, this round of attacks was also completely offset.

"His talismans were shattered. Let's try again. This time he will definitely die."

After several failures before, everyone saw that Han Xu's talismans were all shattered, as if they saw the hope of victory, so they were as excited as chicken blood, ready to smash Han Xu to pieces in the next blow.

Looking at their confident eyes, thinking that they were about to succeed, Han Xu shook his head and said, "Have any of you learned about Taoism?"

"Do you think it's over after the talisman is broken?"

"No, the real Taoism has just begun."

Ming Yu could tell from Han Xu's calm expression that something was wrong, but Yu Xie said, "Don't listen to him, he just wants to delay time."

After saying that, he suddenly burst out with almost peak strength, jumped up, and slashed dozens of blood blades in mid-air.

But at this moment, everyone felt the aura around them become restless, and a thunderbolt descended from the clear sky, piercing Yu Xie's chest directly.

The ferocious smile was still on his face, but his body fell powerlessly.

Before everyone had time to think about what happened, suddenly, the ground shook violently.

Some people were horrified to find that dozens of whirlpools appeared on the wide river surface, and the smallest one had a diameter of more than ten meters.

"What is Taoism? It follows the laws of heaven, earth, and nature." Han Xu's mysterious voice fell into everyone's ears, but it gave everyone a bad premonition.

A hurricane arose out of thin air, and the sand and stones on the river beach were rolled up and condensed into huge rocks, falling from the sky like meteorites. Some people with lower realms were hit by meteorites and died on the spot.

In just one round of meteorites, more than half of the team of more than 100 people were killed or injured.

But Han Xu's spell was not over yet, and water dragons condensed from water rose in the whirlpool on the river surface.

Dozens of water dragons hovered in the sky, blocking the sun, making people feel an unreal shock.

"Boom!" A water dragon swooped down, followed by the second and third

The power implied in the previously broken talisman was integrated between heaven and earth. With the power of the talisman as a bridge, the spiritual energy of this world was controlled by Han Xu. This is the Tiangang Fumo Gong.

Under the control of Han Xu's consciousness, the water dragon was like a demon of destruction, rushing among the crowd, and anyone who was touched by the water dragon vomited blood and flew out directly.

But in a moment, only Master Mingyu was left standing, and the rest of the hundred people were all killed.

Although Master Mingyu was standing, his condition was not good. He only did not fall down because of the support of the spear.

Blood kept pouring out of his mouth. He was about to say something, but dozens of water dragons attacked from all directions and completely submerged him.

Qing'er's piano music had not yet ended, and Yingying's tea had not yet boiled, but more than a hundred geniuses who came from all over the country turned into more than a hundred cold corpses.

"Amitabha!" At this time, a Buddhist chant came from heaven and earth.

"The donor has committed such a murder at such a young age. Today, I can only enforce justice on behalf of heaven."

As soon as the voice fell, a huge golden handprint fell from the sky.