It was still three or four feet away, and the terrifying palm wind actually made Han Yu's chest feel uncomfortable for a while, and it was hard to breathe. His body slid across the ground involuntarily, leaving two simple traces in the dust.
The people of the ancient forces have a higher level of cultivation than the average person, have been educated better than the average person since childhood, have more training materials than the average person, and have stronger competition than the average person.
The influence of many factors makes the people of the ancient forces much stronger than ordinary people.
Taking the current Gong Shaohua as an example, his shot is several times more terrifying than the average Wu Wang Wuzhong person. So much so that Han Yu, a man who had once killed many Wuwang Wuzhong masters, had to be treated with caution.
Han Yu stomped his feet on the ground, and his feet seemed to take root in an instant. No matter how terrifying the air wave was coming from, he didn't move at all.
The Longba Bible was running wildly, and his vitality turned into a blue dragon and galloped through the meridians. You could see that the muscles of Han Yu's right arm began to flip like a wind and waves. This was caused by the passing of vitality.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, the sleeves shattered, and the muscles in Han Yu's hands bulged like a horned dragon, full of explosive power.
A touch of bronze color quickly spread from Han Yu's fingertips to his arm, and soon his entire arm turned bronze color, bursting with an incomparable cyan light. In an instant, most of the dark sky was dyed cyan.
Han Yu's arm is like a bronze cast, invincible and indestructible.
Han Yu shouted loudly, raised his arm, and attacked with a punch.
A series of actions are completed in one go, only in an instant.
"Hmph, I'm not self-sufficient!" Gong Shaofeng, who was behind him, had a mocking look on his face.
Gong Shaohua's palm was as majestic as a crushing mountain and mountains, and Han Yu's fist was as sharp as a meteorite passing through the air.
"boom!"
The palms and fists collided heavily, like a falling comet hitting the earth.
From between the fists of the two, a terrifying wave of air erupted, as if a beast imprisoned in a prison was suddenly released, and the momentum was overwhelming.
"what… "
Before Gong Shaofeng's smile disappeared, he was swept away by a powerful air wave. Even if he was a third-level martial artist, he was hit and coughed up blood. The situation was no better than that of Miaoshouqing and the others. .
Yin Shisan, Miaoshouqing and others were taken to a far away place by Hu Lielie early and escaped.
Everyone was shocked. How powerful is this blow, so that everyone in the third level of King Wu can be shocked? Moreover, a martial king like Gong Shaofeng was much stronger than the average person.
The look of disdain on Gong Shaohua's face disappeared, replaced by a look of fear.
Gong Shaohua is not only a disciple of the ancient sect, but also a hero of the Wuji Temple. Even among the ancient forces, he has the ability to leapfrog battles. hit hard.
He couldn't imagine how anyone in this world could have such a terrifying leapfrog ability.
Suddenly, Gong Shaohua only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth involuntarily. As for Han Yu, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it except that his face flushed red.
Gong Shaofeng's eyes shrank suddenly, this time, he still fell behind, which made him even more incredible.
He took a deep breath, his vitality surged again, and he used his dark power.
"Boom!" There was another boom, and both Han Yu and Gong Shaofeng groaned and stepped back.
“Zizzizi…”
The two of them landed on their toes, and they rubbed bright sparks.
The two of them backed up hundreds of feet before they released the force of the impact and stopped. Gong Shaohua's face was gloomy, and his arms trembled slightly. Han Yu had his arms behind his back and his face was expressionless, Gong Shaohua couldn't see how his condition was.
"Who the hell are you?" Gong Shaohua's face was so gloomy that water almost dripped.
Han Yu didn't respond, and his face was calm.
From his fingertips, a few drops of blood quietly flowed out, and the collision just now injured his arm. This round of confrontation, the two can be said to be evenly matched.
The first time Gong Shaohua underestimated the enemy, he didn't use his full strength, and suffered a big loss; the second time he used his dark energy, Han Yu was conspiring against him, and he also suffered a big loss.
"His name is Han Yu!" In the distance, Gong Shaofeng's shocking voice came.
The first time he played against Han Yu, although Gong Shaofeng lost to Han Yu, he could at least fight Han Yu, but this time, Gong Shaofeng didn't even have the courage to fight Han Yu.
The powerful gap made him both startled and frightened.
"How do you know his name?" Gong Shaohua turned around and stared at Gong Shaofeng.
"We have fought before." Gong Shaofeng said timidly. Even now, he doesn't dare to lie.
Gong Shaohua snorted coldly and looked at Han Yu again. Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he couldn't wait to slap Gong Shaofeng's ears. He realized now that he was being used by Gong Shaofeng.
You don't need to think about it, Gong Shaofeng must have suffered a big loss at Han Yu's hand, and he wants to take revenge on his hand today.
The hatred in Gong Shaohua's heart, if it were an ordinary person, he would kill him, but he didn't expect that he would actually kick Han Yu's hard bone.
"You Wuji Temple and Leiyin Holy Land are having a good time. Your people were killed, and they came to us instead. What does this mean?" Han Yu asked in a deep voice. This is also something he can't figure out.
The people in the Promise Hall are dead, they should go to the Leiyin Holy Land as soon as possible.
"Those in the Holy Land of Thunder will not destroy their bodies!" Gong Shaohua said coldly. Now he doesn't dare to act rashly. First, he is not sure that the murderer is Han Yu and others. Second, he has no absolute confidence in dealing with Han Yu.
"Shh!"
Han Yu, however, did not have as many scruples as men, so he acted directly.
With a series of developments, he and Wuji Temple were destined to become enemies. Gong Shaofeng and Gong Shaohua naturally couldn't let them leave alive.
Gong Shaohua didn't expect Han Yu to be so fierce, but he couldn't make up his mind to deal with Han Yu.
When the two were about to meet, Gong Shaohua suddenly moved half a step to the left, and then a red sword appeared in his hand. He took a few steps under his feet to avoid Han Yu's attack and quickly came behind Han Yu. With a flick of his hand, a monstrous flame burned on the sword, and the sword stabbed Han Yu's vest.
"laugh!"
Gong Shaohua's sword was inserted into the vest, but before he could rejoice, the figure in front of him dispersed, and it turned out to be just the afterimage of Han Yu.
And Han Yu's real body, avoiding Gong Shaohua's sword, swept his legs to his lower plate.
Gong Shaohua's vitality swelled under his feet, his body rushed into the air like a cannonball, and then flipped over, the sword was facing down, and it came straight.
Gong Shaohua turned his wrist, and the sword turned into countless afterimages. Anyone who touched it would have to be smashed into pieces.
Han Yu sneered and stood motionless, a crescent-shaped mirror appeared in his hand.