Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 039

"Dragon Fist!"

Han Yu was shaped like a dragon, and the sound of terrifying dragon chants broke out in his fist and dantian at the same time, so that all of Yang Yi's momentum was completely invisible.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Yi's eyes. He had long heard about Han Yu's abnormality, but now that he saw it, it was really extraordinary. However, the more stubborn Han Yu showed up, the more killing intent in Yang Yi's heart was aroused.

"The mere second-order martial arts dare to show ugliness, Dao Mang Fist!"

On Yang Yi's fist, a sharp blade flashed, as if it had materialized, he fisted Han Yu's dragon-shaped fist.

"Boom!"

Under one impact, the terrifying air wave spread in all directions, and the vegetation within ten meters was shocked into powder.

Han Yu took seven steps back before he lost all his strength. The punch just now, if it weren't for the black energy that helped him withstand most of the power, Han Yu's arm would have been useless. And Yang Yi stood motionless.

If the power of a single round of martial arts, the sword-mang fist is definitely not as powerful as the dragon-shaped fist, but Yang Yi's cultivation is too high. However, Yang Yi was still extremely surprised. When the two of them used the same level of martial arts, he didn't even hurt Han Yu. This was absolutely incredible.

"Thunder palm!"

Han Yu dived out again, this time directly displaying the first form of the third-order martial arts Thunder Thousand Strike. All of a sudden, Han Yu's purple electric snake wandered away, and the thunder rumbling sounded from his palm, which was extremely shocking.

"Unexpectedly, you actually succeeded in cultivating the martial arts that no one in the Han family has been able to cultivate for a hundred years. You are really capable, but still too tender!"

"Holy Light Treasure Hand!"

Yang Yi's hand suddenly poured out like gold, exuding dazzling golden light. The two slapped fiercely again. This time, Han Yu still regressed seven changes, while Yang Yi also regressed three steps.

"Xuanwu five layers, but that's all!"

"Lei Magic Palm!"

Han Yu performed the second form of Thunder Thousand Strike. No matter its power or momentum, it is far from the Thunder Palm. Han Yu quickly performed seven moves. Because the speed is too fast, it looks like a single move, and it is transformed. Seven palm prints.

For a while, Zidian wandered away, and thunder roared.

"I didn't expect Tier 3 martial arts to have such power, but you still don't see enough!"

Yang Yi's palm suddenly turned black, exuding a terrifying and fierce aura, so that as soon as this aura appeared, gusts of cloudy wind rose around him. The most terrifying thing is that even though the Thunder Power of the Thunder Palm can break everything, it is controlled by this force.

"Zhu Demon Handprint!"

The breath on Yang Yi's body suddenly soared, and the pressure on the breath alone made Han Yu feel uncomfortable. I saw a black handprint flying out of Yang Yi's hand, soaring rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became as wide as five or six meters, fiercely patted Han Yu.

"Fourth-order martial arts!"

Han Yu's pupils shrank, and the terrifying aura exuded by the big handprints of the Devil Slayer was more than that of the Thunder Magic Palm. It was definitely a Tier 4 martial skill.

"Huh, force me to use Tier 4 martial arts, even if you die, you are proud of it!" Yang Yi sneered.

Han Yu's seven palms bombarded the **** handprint, and to his surprise, he didn't even smash the handprint, and his arm was numb. Han Yu once again performed seven tricks like lightning.

"Boom boom boom..."

After seven bombardments, the black big handprints finally faded a bit, but when Han Yu wanted to show the Thunder Magic Palm again, it was too late. The big handprints fiercely slapped him on his body, shooting him more than ten meters away. .

Rao is Han Yu who has a black energy body, and he was shocked by the shock, and his body was overwhelmed.

Yang Yi's eyes widened, and Tier 4 martial arts failed to kill Han Yu. Could this guy be an iron man? Even if it was hit with iron, it would definitely be broken by his palm.

Fortunately, Han Yu secretly said that as his cultivation level increased, the black qi exhaled by the black dragon increased sharply, and he was blessed by 50% both in attack and defense. Otherwise, his little life would be explained here today.

The sound of footsteps in the distance approached quickly, and it was obvious that the rest of the Yang family had already chased him. Han Yu decisively got up and rushed in the other direction. He cultivated the power of the soul, not afraid to find Han Yi and others, the most important thing now is to draw the Yang family away.

"It's not that easy if you want to run!" Yang Yi quickly chased after a moment.

Although the black spirit of the black dragon can greatly increase Han Yu's combat power and defense, it cannot increase his speed. Even if he relied on the strength of his body, his speed was not comparable to that of ordinary Yuanwu Eighth Layers, but he was much worse than Yang Yi from Xuanwu Fifth Layer. So that Yang Yi hadn't ran far enough before catching up.

"Xuanyun kills three times!"

On Yang Yi's palm, a mysterious light radiated like a blade, with three strokes in one shot, and the three strokes were all fired, and there were many afterimages. Han Yu quickly used his thunder phantom palm to resist.

Suddenly, while retreating while fighting, Han Yu was quite powerless. And the people of the Yang family have quickly approached.

"Boom!"

In the sky, I don't know when it was already covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and it didn't take long for it to rain heavily.

Somewhere in the Blood Fiend Forest, Han Yu had been surrounded by the Yang family. Ten masters of the basalt realm had beaten Han Yu with no power to fight back, and soon he was covered with bruises.

"Han Yu, tell me your Han family's mysterious mind, I'll give you a happy death!" Yang Yi looked at Han Yu, condescendingly.

"Haha, want to kill me Han Yu, you can practice for a few more years!"

"Lei Magic Palm!"

With seven palms, Han Yu knocked out a disciple of the Yang family and flew out, vomiting blood.

"court death!"

Yang Yi displayed Tier 4 martial arts, the big handprint of the Devil, and slapped Han Yu with a palm upright. This time, because of Han Yu's injury, he was directly shocked and spit out a **** arrow, smashed into the mud. Did not stand up for a long time.

"Boom..."

The thunder in the sky shook the sky, and the rain became more fierce. Everyone in the Yang family put up a vitality shield, which was difficult to touch with heavy rain.

"Drag him up, I don't believe that he can't tell the profound mentality!" A cruel expression appeared on Yang Yi's face.

As soon as the two disciples approached Han Yu, Han Yu jumped up and blasted out with a palm. The sound of thunder in his palm was no weaker than the sky.

Suddenly with two loud bangs, the two of the Yang family flew upside down like a kite with a broken line. Han Yu decisively rushed towards the place where no one was surrounded.

"Damn it, pretending to be dead!"

Yang Yi quickly chased him up, blasting three palms in a row. Han Yu was helpless. In terms of speed, he suffered a big loss. It was harder to escape than to climb to the sky.

Han Yu blocked Yang Yi's two palms, and with his extraordinary acumen, escaped the third palm. But Yang Yi didn't have to wait any longer, and then three palms bombed out. This time Han Yu only blocked a palm, avoided a palm, and got a palm in his chest.

"Everyone, don't come here, wait for me to beat him first!" Yang Yi stopped the Yang family who was about to move. Before Han Yu looked at the serious injury and dying several times, he suddenly violently killed the Yang family and made him grow. Mindful.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, then you have to be prepared to be killed by me!" Han Yu's eyes flickered, and it is not easy to run now, so the Yang family paid a heavy price.