Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1289: Respond strongly

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"It's our luck that we can be born in the era when the great world is coming. Hundreds of horses are competing for the stream, and the arrogance of heaven is rising together to compete for the first-line opportunity of sanctification. What a joy. Capital, it's a pity that you can't even break through the realm of Emperor Wu, and you were eliminated early. I have to say that you are a tragedy, and you deserve my sympathy! The core of the earth can help people to rush through. If you are reasonable, I should let you. But in your situation, let alone the core of the earth lotion, even the magic medicine won't work, and this is a ring battle, so you have to show the corresponding skills, so I won't show mercy!"

After Feng Ao finished speaking, a sneer flashed across his eyes. Everything he said was full of disdain for Han Yu.

"You better sympathize with yourself!" Han Yu said lightly, unmoved by Feng Ao's sarcasm.

"Come on, let me see what the ability to swallow the demon body is!" Feng Ao was so relaxed, like a strong person who is in the test of a weak person's ability.

"Shhh!" Han Yu moved, but when he didn't move, he disappeared without a trace. The only people present were the senior experts and some young people who could see Han Yu's movements.

"What a fast speed!" As strong as Feng Kuang, they were all shocked.

The Feng clan has the most terrifying movement technique in the world, but Han Yu's movement technique made him stunned.

Han Yu's ethereal step, although it came from the hand of a half-sage, is still far from the Feng clan's movement technique. However, Han Yu had already cultivated the Void Misty Step to a very high level, taking one step at a time, there were forty-nine paths to choose from, and there was no way to change it.

As for Feng Ao, he couldn't see how Han Yu was moving at all. When he saw Han Yu's trace, he was stunned to find that there were more than ten Han Yu around.

"This… "

Feng Ao's face changed greatly, his body shook, the emperor's coercion was released, and he immediately punched Han Yu behind him.

He couldn't tell who was the real Han Yu, but years of experience in the battle told him that Han Yu's shot was quick, disrupting audiovisuals, and just wanting to attack, and the person behind must be Han Yu's real body.

"laugh!"

Feng Ao punched out and penetrated Han Yu's body. This was a phantom.

"What's the matter?" Feng Ao realized that his judgment was wrong, and he immediately thought of flying up and dodging.

At this moment, a whip leg slapped Feng Ao's ribs heavily, and Feng Ao's ribs were broken several times in an instant, and he was sweating in pain. Immediately afterwards, he held his left arm with his hand, and with a slight force, his body turned involuntarily, and then he saw Han Yu raised his arm and slapped him with a slap.

"Crack!" A loud and harsh slap sounded, Feng Ao flew out of the ring like a scarecrow, and slammed heavily on the ground, his right cheek was instantly swollen like a steamed bun, and the blood-red palm print was shocking.

"his..."

Countless people gasped, and their faces hurt when they looked at it.

Many senior masters changed their color, Feng Ao was a master of the first level of Emperor Wu, and he was knocked out of the ring by Han Yu's two moves, and it was such an insulting blow, which really shocked their hearts.

"Sure enough, it is an invincible system!" This sentence flashed in many people's minds at the same time.

The scene was extremely quiet in an instant, and everyone's eyes turned to the calm figure on the seventh ring.

Qi Anran's face became extremely ugly, but soon, he regained his strong self-confidence, and secretly said: "This person's body is too perverted, but as long as you don't let him get close, you shouldn't be afraid!"

White Tiger III's eyes were burning, and he really wanted to fight Han Yu now, but he soon regained his calm, and said to himself, "A person who stops in cultivation will eventually become an ant!"

"Ah!" Feng Ao shouted, since he was born, he has never been so humiliated as today. The eyes of everyone looking at him made him feel like a knife was cutting his skin.

"Han Yu, I'm going to kill you!" Feng Aoru jumped up like crazy.

"Presumptuous!" A cold drink sounded, Feng San's face was gloomy like water.

Feng Ao's body trembled, but he resisted the impulse, looked at Han Yu fiercely and said, "If your surname is Han, let you be proud of yourself for a while. Sooner or later, I will trample you under your feet!"

After Feng Ao finished speaking, he left quickly and disappeared soon.

"It's a pity, if such a terrifying combat power can grow all the way, how many people can stop him?"

"Cultivation is like rowing a boat against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Han Yu is standing still, while the rest are advancing by leaps and bounds, and will keep a distance from him day by day!"

"The days he will be able to win are not long. After a year and a half, the younger generation will be able to kill many people, and there will be more people in the future. I can't wait. If I can kill the invincible system in my lifetime, it will be famous for eternity!"

The people of the several forces who have hatred with Han Yu are all gloating at the misfortune.

Even the senior experts, there are people who speak coldly and ridicule Hanshan Temple, which makes Hanshan Temple extremely popular, but there is nowhere to send it.

"Ten champions have been born, but there are still people to challenge?" Feng San stood up and announced at the right time.

No one responded.

With a wave of Feng's three hands, ten beauties flew onto the corresponding arenas with the rewards.

Han Yu took his reward. A palm-sized jade bottle contained half a bottle of milky white liquid. Han Yu opened the cork, and a terrifying white light erupted from the bottle. The white light enveloped him, and the terrifying energy raged. .

"It really is a treasure!" Han Yu plugged the cork.

Many people looked at him with envy, jealousy and hatred. Treasures like geocentric lotion were rare even in ancient forces.

"It's a waste of time for such a treasure to fall into his hands!" The people from the Boundless Holy Land sneered.

"Next, it's the battle for the first place. Are all ten champions participating?" Feng San swept over the crowd.

Han Yu put away the geocentric lotion, feeling surging and fighting spirit high.

"I quit!" Suddenly, Zhao Minglang bowed his hands to Feng San and jumped off the ring. Feng San nodded and said nothing.

Immediately after, the Holy Son of Wuji, Baihu III, Ye Wenliu and others also withdrew one after another.

The reward for the first place of the Phoenix Clan, they are not sure what it is, and they also have their own pride, and do not want to go to war for the reward of the Phoenix Clan.

In the end, there were only three people left, namely Han Yu, Qi Anran, and one from Guangming Holy Land.

Three people fighting for the first place is much easier.

Qi Anran glanced coldly at Han Yu, took a step forward, and went directly to the arena of the man in the Holy Land of Light, saying, "You are not qualified to compete with us!"

"What do you mean?" The expressions of the people in the Holy Land of Light changed drastically, Qi Anran was too domineering.

"It doesn't make any sense, get out!" Qi Anran shouted loudly, the sound was like rolling thunder hitting the man, and the man screamed and fell directly into the ring.

Countless people were shocked. The people in the Holy Land of Light were masters of the first level of Emperor Wu, and they were not the enemies of Qi Anran.