"bang bang..."
The two swords of Holy Son Wuji flew back into the scabbard one after another. He temporarily gave up fighting for the ancient book and went all out to deal with Han Yu.
"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" Holy Son Wuji's long hair flew up, and his eyes were full of sword energy. The breath on his body was instantly prosperous, although the sword was not out of the body, but the sword intent rushed to the sky.
Han Yu walked to the Holy Son of Wuji step by step, his pace was consistent and extremely regular. Suddenly, there was a resonance between the footsteps and the breath.
Han Yu's face was full of joy and worry, and his eyes were as bright as stars. The powerhouses at the top of the younger generation of pyramids stood in front of him and did not have the slightest impact on his mood.
Just like what he said, no one should stop him from killing Pang Xuan. It is a determination and an invincible mind.
Invisibly, the fighting intentions of the two young masters collided together, causing the void to move, making a sound like a tumbling tide.
"Shhhhh..."
A terrifying tornado formed, enveloping the two of them. In that tornado, there are actually countless wind blades.
This is completely the collision of the two people's fighting intentions, and the tornado formed by the chaos of the void caused by it is also extremely terrifying.
With a look of fear on her face, Pang Xuan retreated to the corner with Lu Chenhao, staring at the battlefield.
The terrifying scene here aroused the eyes of the three who were fighting for the ancient book. Han Yu's strength once again shocked them. Han Yuguang is no worse than anyone present, and he already has the qualification to compete with the top masters of the younger generation.
Zhao Mingchen and Yu Qianshuang were both excited.
They have all played against Han Yu before and have a certain understanding of Han Yu's ability. During this period of time, Han Yu's growth rate made them feel a little incredible.
The attention of others and the admiration of others are all earned by one's own strength. This time, although Han Yu hadn't made his move yet, he still relied on his incomparably powerful aura to make people look at him.
Inside the tornado, Han Yu and Holy Son Wuji looked at each other from a distance.
The look of contempt on Holy Son Wuji's face gradually faded away.
The two of them at this time were no longer fighting as casually as they had just started. The momentum they showed at this time was their strongest state. In terms of momentum, Han Yu is no longer weaker than him.
Moreover, the momentum of Han Yu's body is still soaring rapidly. As the speed of the Longba Bible is getting faster and faster, the vitality in the body boils, turning into large dragons gushing out of the body surface, wrapping around Han Yu's body, it looks like Terrible.
The momentum is not only strong, but also has a magical nature, which can make people feel depressed.
The Holy Son of Wuji stared at Han Yu, his expression became serious, his mental method was also running fast, and the white vitality was like boiling sea water, turning into a piece of training wrapped around him.
The Holy Son of Promise was also extremely terrifying, but he was not as shocked as Han Yu's state.
The dragon shape transformed from vitality seems to have the power of a divine dragon.
Han Yu and the Holy Son Wuji walked slowly, neither of them made a rash move, they were all looking for the other party's flaws, and they wanted a fatal blow.
But Han Yu and the Holy Son of Wuji are both dragons among people. They have rich experience in fighting. If they haven't done it yet, how can there be any flaws
Although the two did not make a move, their aura, their coercion, had already fought countless times. The pressure on the two of them is also increasing.
If this were replaced by an ordinary Wu Wang Jiuzhong master, I am afraid that he would have been crushed and collapsed by the opponent's momentum and coercion at this time.
"dong dong dong..."
The two walked very lightly, but when they landed, they made a loud noise like Hong Zhong Da Lu.
The expression of the Promised Son has changed many times.
He finally, from the bottom of his heart, began to pay attention to Han Yu, his opponent.
As for Han Yu, he also experienced many fluctuations in his heart. The leader of the younger generation of the ancient forces is not a cover.
But in the end, the mood of Han Yu and Holy Son Wuji became extremely calm, without any turbulence.
No matter who the opponent is, no matter how strong the opponent is, there is only one thought in their hearts, defeating the opponent and proving my invincibility.
"Shhhh..."
Suddenly, the two moved.
If you don't move, you will, if you move, you will get rid of the rabbit.
Almost the same time, almost the same rhythm.
Han Yu's fists moved in circles, and in an instant, he struck out thirteen punches, punching at the key point of the Holy Son of Promise. No matter which vital part of the Holy Son of Promise was hit by Han Yu, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.
The shot is the killer move!
The Holy Son of Wuji sent both palms together, sending out thirteen palms at the same time as Han Yu, each of which hit Han Yu's vital points, no matter which vital point Han Yu was hit, he would be seriously injured.
"bang bang bang..."
The two moves all hit each other. However, all are afterimages.
In this short period of time, the thirteen times they changed their shape and changed their shadows made their opponents miss them.
Han Yu's moves changed again, his left hand was a palm, his right hand was a fist, his fists and palms were sent together, and his hands and feet were used together.
Holy Son Wuji also changed his moves, using his left hand as a claw and his right as a fist, using both fists and feet.
The two turned into two streams of light, moving in a strange line, no one could figure out where the other would go next moment or how to perform the next move.
The tornado around the two became stronger and stronger. A huge wind column was formed, pressing down on the ground to reach the roof. The two were isolated inside the tornado, as if they were isolated from the world.
Only the sound of their fists, palms and legs fighting each other came out in an endless stream.
The battlefield between the two is getting bigger and bigger.
Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang took the lead to withdraw from the fifth palace, fearing that they would be accidentally injured. Immediately afterwards, Pang Xuan and Lu Chenhao also prepared to leave the fifth palace.
Just when they were about to exit the fifth palace, the terrifying tornado suddenly exploded, and Han Yu and the Holy Son Wuji rushed out one after another.
At this time, both of them were more or less with blood, some of them were enemies, and some of them were their own.
However, both of them have their eyes wide open, their long hair flying like a fly, and their fighting spirit is soaring.
Han Yu flew out in the direction of the palace gate. Without hesitation, he turned around and slashed at Pang Xuan.
Pang Xuan screamed in fright, and hurriedly retreated to the corner to the side, even the Holy Son Wuji couldn't help Han Yu temporarily, how could she be able to deal with it.
Holy Son Wuji was also taken aback, but he didn't expect such a coincidence. He hurriedly gathered his energy and quickly intercepted Han Yu.
But the Holy Son of Wuji was always farther than Han Yu.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the ancient book was so shocked that it flew towards Han Yu.
Various thoughts flashed in Han Yu's mind for a moment, and he finally gave up chasing and killed Pang Xuan without hesitation, and grabbed the ancient book with his backhand.
Although Han Yu still doesn't know what this ancient book is, it is absolutely extraordinary that so many Tianjiao can fight for it.