Tear Apart Xue Beng! Three Soul Douluo Education Committee Members? Darkness, Dragon Emperor Sky-Rending Hand!

Education Committee Member Zhi Lin suddenly sensed something. His expression changed drastically as he turned and roared:

"Not good!

Behind him!"

Almost at the same time, the space behind Xue Beng silently split open, and another black hole appeared out of thin air.

Like Gui Mei, Han Yu stepped out of the black hole and appeared directly behind Xue Beng.

"What?!"

Xue Beng's wild laughter froze on his face as a bone-chilling cold shot straight to the top of his head.

"I told you, yet you insisted on rushing toward reincarnation."

Han Yu's tone was icy. His right hand had already completely undergone Dragon Transformation.

Without giving anyone time to react, Han Yu's gaze sharpened. His dark dragon claw tore through the air with a piercing shriek as it swung down viciously!

"Rip—!"

A scalp-numbing sound of flesh being torn suddenly rang out.

"Ah—!!!"

Xue Beng let out an incomparably miserable scream.

Five deep, horrific gashes were torn directly across his back by the dark dragon claw, so deep that bone could be seen.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining the ground red!

"Your Highness!"

"You brat, how dare you!!!"

Meng Shenji and the other two were beside themselves with fury, their hearts seeming to skip a beat.

No one had expected Han Yu to possess such an extremely rare spatial skill, directly ignoring the joint defenses of three Soul Douluo.

Xue Beng's eyes rolled back as he collapsed into the pool of blood like a lump of mud, his body twitching unconsciously.

Han Yu casually shook the warm blood from his dragon claw, then raised his head and swept his cold gaze over the three shocked and enraged Education Committee Members before speaking indifferently:

"Can you protect the person I want to kill?"

Looking at Xue Beng lying in the pool of blood, his fate unknown.

Meng Shenji and the other two froze for a moment before their faces instantly turned livid, their eyes blazing with towering fury.

Though they secretly supported Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, Xue Beng was still of imperial blood!

Now that he had been gravely injured right before the eyes of the three Education Committee Members, they would certainly be unable to escape blame if Xue Ye held them accountable!

"You arrogant brat!

You actually dared to strike with deadly force!"

Meng Shenji was furious beyond measure. No longer caring whether Poison Douluo stood behind Han Yu, he roared sharply:

"Zhi Lin, Baoshan, take him down with me!

Dead or alive!

Otherwise, we will have no way to answer to His Majesty!"

"Fine!"

Zhi Lin and Bai Baoshan shouted in unison.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Star Shatter!"

"Sixth Soul Skill, Azure Vine!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

The three Soul Douluo had been thoroughly enraged and held nothing back.

Three terrifying waves of Soul Power surged into the sky like overwhelming seas, transforming into three lethal attacks that completely sealed off Han Yu's retreat from three directions.

Facing the full-force siege of three Soul Douluo, Han Yu showed not the slightest panic. Instead, a cold fighting spirit rose in his eyes.

"You want to use me to answer for this?

You three Old Bones think you're worthy?"

Han Yu sneered. The dark aura around him abruptly surged as tangible black demonic flames shot into the sky:

"Since you insist on courting death, I'll grant your wish!"

"Roar—!"

The roar of the Dark Sacred Dragon shook the heavens. Rather than retreat, Han Yu charged forward.

He became a bolt of black lightning and rushed straight into the attacks of the three men.

"Boom!

Boom!

Boom!"

Deafening collisions exploded one after another throughout the Mimicry Training Area.

The violent aftershocks of Soul Power instantly ground the surrounding buildings and trees into dust.

Watching this scene from afar, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stomped their feet in anxiety.

"What do we do?!

Those are three Soul Douluo above level eighty!"

Dugu Yan clenched her fists tightly, her face filled with worry:

"No matter how talented the Sect Master is, he can't possibly fight three veteran powerhouses at once!"

Worry also filled Ye Lingling's cool face as she said urgently:

"Yan, we can't just stand here and watch!

Go get Senior Poison Douluo. I'll keep watch here. If the Sect Master is injured, I can still use the Nine Heart Begonia..."

"It's too late!"

Dugu Yan stared fixedly at the center of the battlefield and gritted her teeth:

"Grandpa isn't at the academy at all right now!

If we rush in, we'll only get in the Sect Master's way. We can only trust him!"

At the center of the battlefield, Meng Shenji grew more alarmed the longer he fought and could not help roaring:

"What kind of monster is this brat?!

How can his Soul Power be so strange?!

Don't hold back! Suppress him with everything you have!"

"Old fools, is that all you can do?"

Han Yu's icy voice emerged from the smoke and dust, carrying undisguised contempt:

"If this is all you have, then today, all of you will stay and be buried with that piece of trash!"

"Arrogant to the extreme!"

Meng Shenji laughed in fury. His eighth soul ring suddenly lit up, radiating black light:

"I want to see how long you can endure as an arrow at the end of its flight!

Eighth Soul Skill, Black Demon Soul Devour!"

"Old Bai, trap him!"

Zhi Lin slammed both hands against the ground. Countless thick Azure Vines burst from the earth and wove wildly into a net that covered heaven and earth:

"Do not let him escape again with that bizarre spatial soul skill!"

"Leave it to me!

Eighth Soul Skill, Star Furnace Suppression!"

Bai Baoshan shouted. The enormous phantom of the Heavenly Star Furnace in midair crashed toward Han Yu's head with the force of Mount Tai bearing down:

"Brat, get down on your knees!"

Facing the simultaneous killing moves of three Soul Douluo, Han Yu did not even raise an eyelid.

"Escape?

Have you misunderstood something?"

A cruel curve lifted at Han Yu's lips as his dark dragon claw suddenly opened:

"I merely think that killing you... doesn't require me to dodge at all!"

"Boom—!"

The violent dark demonic flames instantly transformed into the phantom of an enormous black dragon.

It coiled around Han Yu's body and forcibly withstood the descending Heavenly Star Furnace.

"What?!"

Bai Baoshan's expression changed drastically as he felt a heaviness in his chest:

"He actually blocked my eighth soul skill through Soul Power projection alone?!"

"That's impossible!"

Zhi Lin's face was also filled with shock. The Azure Vines he was so proud of had barely touched the black demonic flames.

Before rapidly melting away like ice and snow meeting fire:

"My Azure Vines are completely suppressed by his attribute!"

"The warm-up is over."

Han Yu's cold voice exploded beside the three men's ears like a death god's summons:

"Now, it's my turn."

Before his words had faded, the phantom of the Dark Sacred Dragon behind Han Yu raised its head and roared. A suffocating, terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire field.

"Take this move."

Han Yu's gaze was indifferent as his dragon claw swung forward:

"Darkness, Dragon Emperor Sky-Rending Hand!"

"Not good!

Retreat!"

Meng Shenji sensed the destructive aura capable of tearing space apart. He was scared out of his wits and screamed hoarsely:

"Defend together! Hurry!"

"Rumble—!!!"

Amid the earth-shaking blast, three figures flew backward like kites with snapped strings, crashing heavily into the distant ruins.

"Puh—"

Meng Shenji and the other two spat out mouthfuls of blood at the same time. Their faces were pale as paper, and their eyes were filled with unconcealable terror.

They had lost!

The combined force of three Soul Douluo above level eighty had actually been shattered by a single move from a young man!