Han Yu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. It was as if a sacred mountain descended from the sky on his back, making it hard for him to breathe.
Looking at it with the naked eye, you can't see anything at all, only Gong Shaohao's fingers are pointed at Han Yu. But invisibly, that terrifying sword intent could pierce directly into the depths of Han Yu's soul.
At this moment, Han Yu felt an unprecedented powerlessness. He felt that he could not resist Gong Shaohao's invincible blow by any means he used.
He could only use all his strengths to move the waning moon mirror with all his strength. Even so, Han Yu still felt that the defense of the waning moon mirror could not stop this sword.
But there is no way to do it. What can he do now except use everything to urge the waning moon mirror
At this moment, Han Yu really saw the horror of the ancient forces.
Han Yu has a strong leapfrog ability, which is good, but this is for ordinary people. In the face of a real cultivation genius like Gong Shaohao, it would be ridiculous to leapfrog.
Han Yu is the third level of King Wu, no matter how strong he is, in front of Gong Shaohao, he is also the third level of King Wu.
How can a person from the third level of King Wu fight against a master of the sixth level of King Wu
There are days outside the sky, and there are people outside people. Only when you climb high enough can you truly understand what the cultivation world is. If it wasn't for the fight against Gong Shaohao this time, Han Yu would still be unable to recognize the power of the ancient forces.
The waning moon mirror seemed to be alive in Han Yu's hands, and the black light emanating from the mirror was about to form a beam of light. Countless black qi fell down, and the waning moon mirror was like a lake on the top of the mountain. The black qi was like flowing water, pouring down from all sides, covering Han Yu.
In that black qi, there were also a lot of giant pythons, circling and roaring, with astonishing momentum.
Han Yu has tried his best to mobilize the waning moon mirror. However, since the waning moon mirror has a strong defense, Han Yu can still feel the piercing sword intent.
Maybe the waning moon mirror can block this ultimate move, maybe not. However, it seems that Han Yu has no choice.
This passive feeling made Han Yu extremely uncomfortable.
Against his peers, he has never been so helpless as he is today.
Even if there was a lot of trouble in Zen Buddhism in the past, Han Yu had always been in control of the fight against Yin Shouyi.
Maybe Han Yu still has a chance to use the phoenix feathers, but he has no time to choose.
"Clap clap clap..."
There were explosions around Han Yu, and the black air that hung down from the waning moon mirror was like a splash of water. This was formed when Gong Shaohao's sword intent came into contact with the waning moon mirror.
Sword Intent is invisible, surrounded by pervasive Sword Intent, no one knows from which direction, from which position, Sword Intent enters and harvests Han Yu's life.
Han Yu's face became extremely pale because of the excessive consumption of vitality, and even a dead gray appeared. His eyes were bloodshot and full of exhaustion.
He and Gong Shaohao haven't really fought yet, but Han Yu seems to have fought for three thousand rounds and is exhausted.
Gong Shaohao, on the other hand, had one hand behind his back, his right hand pointed at Han Yu, and he was unrestrained.
A seemingly random attack and an all-out defense formed two extreme pictures.
There is no strong momentum, and there is no terrifying explosion in the general fight, the two seem to be not fighting. So that the battlefield on their side did not attract anyone's attention.
But Han Yu could clearly feel that Gong Shaohao's sword intent had already been pressed down on the waning moon mirror, and he was at a stalemate with the waning moon mirror at this time. The crackling sound of black gas said it all.
And Gong Shaohao was not as relaxed as it seemed on the surface. The pupils tightened, and all the mind was concentrated on the fingertips.
Sword Intent, fighting is the will. To a certain extent, sword intent is the combination of the ultimate swordsmanship and the will of the performer.
After all, the waning moon mirror is still a low-level emperor's soldier. Even if Han Yu can't use its one-thousandth of power, it is not so easy to break.
The waning moon mirror blocked Gong Shaohao's sword intent.
However, Han Yu's mood sank to the bottom.
He used all his strength to block the opponent's sword intent. Once the stalemate continued, he would soon be defeated.
"Buzzing..."
This moment came sooner than expected.
After almost a breath of stalemate, the waning moon mirror trembled slightly, because Han Yu was already a little weak.
It's ironic that Han Yu and Gong Shaohao are deadlocked for a while by relying on the soldiers of the low-level emperor. However, Han Yu soon regained his fighting spirit.
If he is also the sixth-level cultivation of King Wu, he believes that he will never be weaker than Gong Shaohao.
However, does Han Yu still have a chance to cultivate to the sixth level of King Wu
The waning moon mirror became more and more unstable, and the defense became weaker and weaker. Gong Shaohao's sword intent has been able to penetrate the black air barrier, causing Han Yu's skin to feel a stab-like pain.
It is only a matter of time before the waning moon mirror's defense is broken, and it will never be too long.
"Hey, look here!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.
This voice is very pure, with a bit of mischief. So that just hearing this voice, Han Yu knew that the person who spoke was definitely a young girl.
Han Yu and Gong Shaohao cast their eyes almost at the same time, only to see a girl wearing a long black cyan dress standing on a broken wall in the northwest.
The girl looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. Her hair reached her waist. It fell from the front of her shoulders in two small strands. It was black and translucent without any impurities.
A melon-seeded face, as white as jade, with delicate and flawless facial features, gives people a dreamlike feeling. A pair of eyes were bright and round, with a gleam of light. Mouth pouting, with a bit of naughty taste.
This is a very beautiful woman, even though Han Yu has seen a lot of beautiful women, he can't help but shine.
In addition to being attractive enough in herself, this woman is also eye-catching with the bow she holds in her hand. This bow is bigger than a woman, with a purple body and a dragon engraved on it. Feather feathers are like life, and it seems that it may transform into a shape and fly up at any time.
“Zizzizi…”
A purple lightning flashed from the bow and exploded sharply. It makes your scalp feel numb just by looking at it.
At this time, the bow had been pulled into a full moon by the woman, facing Gong Shaohao, but there was no arrow on the string.
"Hey, Gong Shaohao, what are you looking at? Do you want to take an arrow?" The woman pouted at Gong Shaohao, signaling Gong Shaohao to back away.
Gong Shaohao's face instantly turned iron blue, and anger flashed in his eyes, but looking at the purple bow, he was a little afraid.
This sudden change caused Gong Shaohao's sword will power to be greatly reduced in an instant. Han Yu seized the opportunity and slammed the Waning Moon Mirror out.
"Boom!" The loud noise shook the sky, like a mountain torrent rushing down from the top of the mountain in an instant.
Gong Shaohao's face changed greatly, he wanted to condense his sword intent again, but it was too late. His few remaining sword intents were shattered by the waning moon mirror, and then the waning moon mirror slammed into his chest heavily.