Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 134

Han Yu retreated quickly, but the battle was just like a shadow. Han Yu avoided the six spears and used his thunder phantom palm to shake the seven with him, and resolved Yu Feiyang's attack.

"laugh!"

Zhanqiu stabbed again, this time both speed and strength were far beyond before.

Han Yu frowned. People in the Lingwu realm could transform the surrounding heaven and earth auras for use in battle. They could transform into weapon forms at will, and they were indestructible. Now he is equivalent to fighting with Yu Feiyang with his arms bare hands, and can't even get close to him.

Han Yu's true energy is covered on his palms, secretly mixed with the dragon energy of black and white dragons, like wearing a pair of gloves, or fists or palms, fists and palms are used together, bare-handed fists and Yu Feiyang's fighting and grabbing together, and soon they will fight. More than 30 strokes.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Feiyang's eyes. People in the Xuanwu realm had limited vitality and thinness. Even if they covered the body surface, they couldn't stop his battle shock. But why Han Yu had been fighting with him for so long, it seemed that Nothing happened with his hands.

If you change to a general Basalt Eighth, even a Basher Nine, it’s absolutely impossible to fight Yu Feiyang like this, but Han Yu has the blessing of the black and white dragon, which not only increases the attack power, but also the black and white dragon’s dragon aura. He resisted most of the forces, so the fight with Yu Feiyang was hard and his hands were unscathed.

"laugh!"

Suddenly, Yu Feiyang's battle grabbed a weird arc, wiping Han Yu's left arm, and the tip of the gun pierced Han Yu's clothes, making his arm hot and uncomfortable.

Yu Feiyang swept away, and Zhan Qiang bumped into Han Yu's arm. Han Yu snorted and staggered a few steps.

"Although you can leapfrog and fight against each other, in my eyes, you are still an eight-fold Xuanwu ant!" Yu Feiyang said with a look of contempt.

"Hmph, accept your battle, let's compete with our bare hands to see who is more powerful!" Han Yu was abnormally frustrated, one inch long and one inch strong, he could not get close to Yu Feiyang at all, but Yu Feiyang could take advantage of the battle. , Forcing him to retreat in a losing streak.

"My battle grab is not a real weapon, but the ability of the Lingwu realm. To blame, I can only blame you for being too weak." Yu Feiyang disapproved, faintly ironic.

"Don't think I can't help you!" Han Yu didn't entangle with Yu Feiyang, and used all his strength to retreat. When he retreated to a certain range, Han Yu merged his hands and then raised it high.

"Dadao Qinglong Slash!"

Following Han Yu's burst of shout, a dazzling blue light burst into his hands. The vitality of the body and the dragon qi of the black and white dragon rushed out of the body and turned into two blue dragons. With a roar, they wrapped around Han Yu's arm. Soon, a cyan sword formed above Han Yu.

The sword can be as long as three or four feet long. The back and handle of the sword are just like a big cyan dragon, lifelike. The sound of the dragon's roar is constantly uttering in the mouth, which is deafening.

As the realm increased, Han Yu not only became more powerful, but the power of Dragon Qi blessing also increased by 10%. At this time, he displayed Dao Qinglong Slash, and his power became even more irresistible.

However, Yu Feiyang curled his lips in disdain and said: "Fourth-order martial arts is nothing but a bluff!"

The battle in Yu Feiyang's hand turned into a gas and rushed into his body, then his hands were sealed, and he pressed the void in front of him, suddenly vitality boiled, and the aura in all directions was attracted, and soon a semicircular shield was formed. , Blocked in front of Yu Feiyang.

This large shield is as black as ink, with stripes on it, like an enlarged version of a turtle shell.

"broken!"

Han Yu pressed down with both hands, and the cyan broad knife floating in the sky slammed down, suddenly making a sharp piercing sound.

"Hunyuan Xuanwu Shield, block!"

Yu Feiyang let out a soft drink, and the big shield rose to block his eyebrows.

"when!"

The cyan sword slashed on the shield, making a sound like a metal transfer. The tremendous pressure pushed Yu Feiyang's feet into the ground.

"Obviously it is a Tier 4 martial skill, but its power is almost as powerful as an ordinary Tier 5 martial skill!" Yu Feiyang was a little surprised.

Han Yu was also very surprised. Since he became the Great Dao Qinglong Slash, his martial arts have been unstoppable. Whoever competes for the front, did not expect to be blocked by Yu Feiyang today, and looking at him, it is very easy.

"drink!"

With a burst of shout, Han Yu's strength on his hands greatly increased, and the strength of the cyan broadsword also increased sharply.

"Cracking!"

The ground around Yu Feiyang's feet began to crack. The sacred aura from the blue dragon on the big sword actually made Yu Feiyang a little jealous, as if facing a real dragon.

"This martial art is a bit interesting, tell me the cultivation mentality, I can forgive you once today!" A look of greed flashed in Yu Feiyang's eyes.

Han Yu suddenly felt a sense of shame and shame. He hit with all his strength, but Yu Feiyang was not impatient. He had to sigh that the gap between the two was really too big, and Yu Feiyang was a genius, and it was too difficult and too difficult to leapfrog him.

"Boom!"

The two stood in a stalemate for about ten breaths, and Han Yu's cyan broadsword burst into pieces. He suddenly felt bored and his face turned pale. He couldn't help but step back a few steps.

"Now it's my turn!"

"Blood Fiend Asura Palm!"

Yu Feiyang took a palm print, a blood-red palm print greeted the storm, and hit Han Yu's chest fiercely. The most important thing was that the palm print exuded a strong smell of blood and a terrifying meaning of killing. Hairy scalp.

"What kind of magic is this?"

When Han Yu looked at Yu Feiyang again, he couldn't help being shocked. At this time, Yu Feiyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked terrifying.

The palm print came through the air at an extremely fast speed. Han Yu exerted his full strength to resist with one step. However, the speed of the palm print was much faster than Han Yu's.

Han Yu gritted his teeth, Lei Huan's palm slapped out, with seven palms bursting into thunderous applause. With seven loud noises, Han Yu felt a burst of pain in his arm, snorted, and flew out and hit the ground.

And that palm print, still moving forward, bombarded Han Yu's chest.

"puff!"

Han Yuchang vomited a mouthful of blood and slid on the ground for more than ten meters.

"What a terrifying martial arts, if there is no black and white dragon energy to help me offset most of my strength, I am afraid I will have been torn apart!" Han Yu suddenly felt like a survivor, and because of this, he was also shocked by internal injuries, which came from his body There were bursts of cracking pain.

Yu Feiyang strode over and looked down at Han Yu and said, "I didn't expect your bones to be quite hard. Remember, stay away from Narcissus in the future, otherwise the next time it will be your death date!"

The killing in Yu Feiyang's eyes was fleeting. This was definitely the master who had killed many people. The murderous aura on him was not as good as Han Yu.

"Return this sentence to you!" Han Yu jumped up suddenly, but his posture was so strange that he didn't stand up like a human being, like a soaring dragon. His waist suddenly swelled, as if there was a mass of gas in his body rushing from his stomach to his chest, then to his throat, and then out of his mouth.