"chi chi chi..."
Han Yu's body was rubbed several times, and his clothes were torn. Zhao Mingguang was even more proud, and the offensive was as fierce as a tide.
"The surname is Han, I didn't expect you to only have some fake grips. I thought you were so powerful!" Zhao Mingguang sneered.
"Humph!" Suddenly, Han Yu stopped dodging, and hit the hook with a punch.
Zhao Mingguang was a little surprised by Han Yu's crazy move, but it was more of disdain and ridicule.
"It's crazy, no matter how powerful your fist is, can it compare to my mid-level king's soldier?" Zhao Mingguang's strength added a little bit more, and a vicious look flashed in his eyes, he wanted a blow Abandoned Han Yu's hand.
Han Yu's face was expressionless, his fist was like a blue dragon going out to sea, hitting the right hook heavily.
"when!"
The terrifying sound of metal handover is deafening.
Zhao Mingguang's right hook slashed on Han Yu's fist. It didn't split Han Yu's fist. It just hit a spark. Han Yu's fist seemed to be harder than his double hook.
Not only that, Zhao Mingguang's right hook was also shocked and bounced back.
"This..." Zhao Mingguang's pupils shrank suddenly, and an incredible look appeared on his face.
Han Yu actually used a pair of fists to pick up his mid-level King's Soldier.
Suddenly, Zhao Mingguang was in disarray, and the rhythm of the double hook was disrupted. Han Yu seized his flaw and used his fists and feet together. In a flash, Zhao Mingguang was hit three times by Han Yu.
The left leg was kicked, the bones were about to crack, and the abdomen was punched. Suddenly, the body turned overturned, and the right chest was pointed, a blood hole appeared, and the blood was flowing.
Zhao Mingguang's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and his double hooks turned frantically. After forcing Han Yu back, he decisively turned his head and ran away, rushing towards the golden double mace with all his might.
Han Yu followed closely, like a gangrene attached to the bones.
Although Zhao Mingchen didn't have the heart to compete for the golden trump card, he had been following behind, and Han Yu's fighting power had shocked him.
"I didn't expect that there are people like this in the Thiotian Mountain Range. It is a place that can compete with the ancient forces." Zhao Mingchen sighed.
"Boom..."
Han Yu played another fire dragon dance, Zhao Mingguang's double hooks were shaken flying, he vomited blood, and there was a large area of burns on his chest. This time against Han Yu, he was completely defeated.
"what!"
Zhao Mingguang roared, Han Yu didn't even bother to reason, and flew towards the golden double mace at the fastest speed.
On the other side, Xiao Gu Gu and Zhao Mingxi were fighting in full swing, and neither of them could do anything for a while, but from the perspective of momentum, Zhao Mingxi was actually slightly better.
"Mingguang, stop it!" Zhao Mingchen flew to Zhao Mingguang's side and persuaded Zhao Mingguang.
Zhao Mingguang roared angrily: "Brother, it's fine if you don't help me, and you want me to stop?"
Zhao Mingguang had a mad look on his face, and he pushed the double hook with all his strength, and hit Han Yu from a distance, launching the strongest long-range blow.
Han Yu was forced to dodge and collide with Double Hook twice.
"Roar… "
At this moment, a roar shook the sky, and I saw a huge leopard, rushing from the periphery like lightning, with a violent aura that captured the soul. It was Zhao Mingguang's mount, the Lightning Dragon and Leopard.
"kill!"
Zhao Mingguang pointed at Han Yu and shouted, and the Lightning Dragon and Leopard rushed towards Han Yu furiously.
The seventh-order demon king-level demon beasts are extremely terrifying.
Han Yu's body was filled with a monstrous murderous aura, and what Zhao Mingguang had done had already touched his murderous intention.
"Hahaha... Han Yu, let me see how you deal with my mount!" Zhao Mingguang laughed and rushed towards the golden sword.
"Bang!" Han Yu rushed towards Lightning Dragon Leopard like a cannonball, punching his forehead heavily, Han Yu was shocked and flew back, Lightning Dragon and Leopard let out a heart-piercing roar, on the forehead There was actually a crack.
Zhao Mingchen was stunned. Monster beasts are famous for their physical strength. Han Yu actually punched Lightning Dragon Leopard's forehead, which was incredible.
Although Han Yu's lethality was amazing, he also suffered a lot of bruises. All four fingers of his right hand were broken, his arms were numb, and he instantly lost his fighting power.
The Lightning Dragon Leopard's forehead was not only stiff, but the power of its collision just now was unparalleled.
"Kill him!" From the depths of the universe, Zhao Mingguang's low and chilling voice came.
The Lightning Dragon and Leopard roared, became even more violent, and charged towards Han Yu again.
Han Yu's eyes froze, and the broken sword quietly appeared in his left hand.
Immediately, a sense of chilling was earth-shattering, stronger than Zhao Mingchen, and he felt a touch of trembling from the bottom of his heart.
"Shh!"
The cyan sword light slashed, and there was a great momentum of opening up the world.
"Brother Han show mercy!" Zhao Mingchen hurriedly shouted, but it was too late.
Under the broken sword, the lightning dragon and leopard of the seventh-order demon king level also seemed vulnerable.
"Ah..." From the depths of the universe, Zhao Mingguang's exclamation came: "The surname is Han, I, Zhao Mingguang, will not cut you into pieces, and I will not be a human being!"
"Hmph, wait for the next life!" Han Yu turned around and urged Broken Sword, preparing to give Zhao Mingguang a fatal blow.
Zhao Mingchen's heart was beating wildly. If Han Yu was allowed to launch this long-range attack, Zhao Mingguang might be in danger.
"Brother Han, stop!"
Zhao Mingchen raised his hand and slammed it out. Immediately, countless dao marks in the sky above Han Yu flickered, and a huge energy palm was formed in an instant, and it shot towards Han Yu overwhelmingly.
Zhao Mingchen is much more powerful than Zhao Mingguang, and if he makes any move, he will destroy the sky and destroy the earth.
Han Yu had to give up killing Zhao Mingguang, and stabbed the sword against the sky, and the sharp sword light directly pierced the palm print. As soon as the broken sword moved, the palm print was cut in half, and Han Yu took advantage of the situation and slashed at Zhao Mingchen.
"Shuh..."
The tens of feet of sword light brushed past Zhao Mingchen, and the terrifying energy shattered half of Zhao Mingchen's clothes. This is also Zhao Mingchen. If it was Zhao Mingguang or Zhao Mingxi, he would have been killed by Han Yu.
"Brother Han, calm down!" Zhao Mingchen frowned wildly, the broken sword in Han Yu's hand was so terrifying that even he felt threatened.
"Hmph, all of you Zhao family are really unbelievers!" Han Yu cut off his sword, and in a blink of an eye, there were thirteen moves, blocking all of Zhao Mingchen's retreats.
Zhao Mingguang and Zhao Mingxi's back-and-forth has made Han Yu angry, and now Zhao Mingchen has intervened again, which really makes Han Yu's little favor for the Zhao family gone.
Zhao Mingchen felt bitter in his heart, if he didn't take action, Zhao Mingguang would definitely die. So far, anything is in vain.
Zhao Mingchen avoided the seven swords with extremely fast movement, and the last six swords were unavoidable. Six consecutive palms shot out, blocking the last six sword qi.
Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, Zhao Mingchen was really difficult to deal with.