Chapter 740: Han Yu Xiaotian to the Flower Burial Round Dance Array

Hearing that Wu Qinan should have been angry when her opponent said that, but at this time she felt a little dignified.

Whether it was the legend that the other party passed on at Xinghan University, or the performance of his understatement of defeating Goyoung in the last game, she felt the mystery and power of the other party.

With a cross in her heart, Wu Qinan said in her mouth: "Okay, then let me see how powerful you are!"

"Wood thorn saw steel whip!"

"Rose Dance!"

With a soft drink, the terrifying cyan whip and the beautiful petals reappeared in the field.

Han Yu Xiaotian didn't move, he didn't pay attention to the other party's movement at all, but raised his head to watch the beautiful pink petal rain above him thoughtfully.

Seeing the other party so big, Wu Qinan was also slightly angry, the wooden thorn saw steel whip in his hand flicked, and countless petals were rolled up in the air.

"Flower Burial Round Dance Array!"

With a sweet voice, Wu Qinan once again danced the dance of death in the falling rose petals.

The wooden thorn saw steel whip in her hand also suddenly grew longer, carrying beautiful but deadly petals, trapping Hanyu Xiaotian who was still motionless in the formation.

At this time, many people who paid attention to this place could not help but sigh.

"He is too big. Once Wu Qinan's flower burial circle dance formation is completed, it will immediately be a death formation. The warriors in it will never be spared, it's a pity~"

Now that the killing formation has been completed, Wu Qinan's heart is certain, and her wrists tremble again, and the beautiful Huabu Yuanwu formation begins to spin rapidly.

"Buried!"

The whip of a wood thorn saw like a chainsaw, with petals wrapped in a blade, shrank quickly, trying to swallow the opponent who seemed to have no resistance.

At this moment, Han Yu smiled and moved.

One hand~

Just passing through the petals that are sharper than the sharp blade, holding it abruptly on the scalp numb, and it is still spinning rapidly on the wooden thorn saw steel whip...

"Ding Ding Dong Dong~"

The seemingly weak and shy petals made a metal-like humming sound when they were in contact with Hanyu Xiaotian's hands.

"Squeaky~"

The wood thorn saw steel whip that was spinning at high speed seemed to suddenly encounter some irresistible resistance, and it stopped slowly!

The next moment, it appeared in Hanyu Xiaotian's hands~

Without pausing, holding the extremely tough and sharp wooden thorn saw steel whip in his hand, Hanyu Xiaotian shook vigorously in the direction opposite to the direction of rotation of the Flower Burial Circle...

Suddenly, Wu Qinan, who had already fallen into shock, only felt a terrifying force that she had never seen before, and her hand was empty, and the handshake of the wooden thorn saw steel whip had been out of her control, and she fell softly.

The petals fall to the ground.

Flower funeral round dance formation, broken!

Looking blankly at Han Yu Xiaotian who was admiring a few petals with his palm, Wu Qinan's mind went blank...

She never thought that the Flower Burial Circle, which she is most proud of, would one day be destroyed by this method~~

Is this still human power?

Is the opponent Huang Tier strong?

Seeing that Hanyu Xiaotian's clothes still had some traces of being torn apart by petals, it was wrong, the other party did not show that the true essence was released just now, then could it be said that he just broke his own flower with only flesh and blood. Buried round dance formation?

This made Wu Qinan feel extremely incredible.

And this mysterious legendary figure shocked the audience again.

Even at the beginning, many people are already looking forward to the collision of Hanyu Xiaotian, Baili Ruyan and Seed Wu Qingfeng...