Han Yu quickly retreated, but the battle was like a shadow. Han Yu avoided the six spear flowers, and used the Lei Illusion Palm to shake it for seven, defusing Yu Feiyang's attack.
"laugh!"
The battle stabbed again, and this time, both speed and strength were far superior to before.
Han Yu frowned. People in the spiritual realm can transform the surrounding world's spiritual energy into battle, and can transform into weapon forms at will, and they are indestructible. Now he is equivalent to fighting with his bare hands against Yu Feiyang who is carrying a weapon, and he can't even get close to him.
Han Yu's infuriating qi covered the palm of his hand, secretly mixed with the dragon qi of black and white dragons, as if he was wearing a pair of gloves, either fist or palm, using both fists and palms. Thirty strokes.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Feiyang's eyes. People in the Xuanwu realm have limited vitality and are very thin. Even if they cover the surface of their body, they can't stop him from fighting. But why did Han Yu fight with him for so long? It seems that There is nothing in the hands.
If it were replaced by the ordinary eighth level of Xuanwu, even a person of the ninth level of Xuanwu would definitely not be able to fight Yu Feiyang so head-to-head, but Han Yu had the blessing of the black and white dragon's dragon energy, not only the attack power increased, but the black and white dragon's dragon energy can also be used to fight against Yu Feiyang. He resisted most of the power, so he fought hard against Yu Feiyang, and his hands were also unscathed.
"laugh!"
Suddenly, Yu Feiyang's battle crossed a strange arc, rubbing Han Yu's left arm, and the tip of the gun pierced through Han Yu's clothes, causing his arm to feel hot and uncomfortable.
Yu Feiyang took advantage of the situation and swept away, and the battle slammed into Han Yu's arm. Han Yu groaned and stumbled out a few steps.
"Although you can fight by leapfrog, in my eyes, you are still the ants of the eighth level of Xuanwu!" Yu Feiyang said with a look of contempt.
"Hmph, I've taken your fight, let's fight with our bare hands and see who is more powerful!" Han Yu was extremely aggrieved, one inch long and one inch strong, he couldn't get close to Yu Feiyang at all, but Yu Feiyang could take advantage of the fight. , forcing him to retreat.
"My battle is not a real weapon, but a manifestation of the ability of Lingwu realm. You can only blame you for being too weak." Yu Feiyang disagreed, lightly sarcastic.
"Don't think that I can't help you!" Han Yu did not entangle with Yu Feiyang, and used all his strength to step backwards. When he retreated to a certain range, Han Yu merged his hands and raised them high.
"Dao Qinglong Slash!"
With a loud shout from Han Yu, a dazzling blue light burst out from his hands. The vitality in the body and the dragon energy of the black and white dragon rushed out of the body, turned into two blue dragons, roared, and wrapped around Han Yu's arm, and soon, a large blue sword was formed above Han Yu.
This big sword can be as long as three or four feet long, and the back and handle of the sword are just a big blue dragon, lifelike, and the sound of dragon roar is constantly emitting from its mouth, which is deafening.
With the increase of realm, Han Yu not only became stronger in vitality, but also increased the power of dragon qi blessing by 10%. At this time, he displayed the Dao Qinglong Slash, and the power was even more irresistible.
However, Yu Feiyang curled his lips in disdain and said, "It's only a fourth-order martial skill, bluffing!"
The battle in Yu Feiyang's hands turned into a stream of gas and rushed into his body, and then his hands formed a seal, and he pressed the void in front of him. Immediately, the vitality boiled, and the spiritual energy in all directions was attracted, and it didn't take long to form a large semi-circular shield. , stood in front of Yu Feiyang.
This large shield was as black as ink, with several vertical and horizontal stripes on it, like an enlarged version of a turtle shell.
"break!"
Han Yu pressed down with both hands, and the cyan big sword suspended in the sky slashed down, and suddenly made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Hunyuan Xuanwu Shield, block!"
Yu Feiyang gave a light drink, and the big shield rose to block his eyebrows.
"when!"
The cyan big knife slashed on the big shield, making a sound like metal handover. The huge pressure pushed Yu Feiyang's feet into the ground.
"It is obviously a fourth-order martial skill, but its power is almost comparable to that of an ordinary fifth-order martial skill!" Yu Feiyang was a little surprised.
Han Yu was also extremely surprised. Ever since he became the Great Dao Qinglong Slash, his martial skills have become unstoppable. Whoever is fighting against each other, he did not expect to be blocked by Yu Feiyang today, and looking at his appearance, it is very relaxed.
"drink!"
Han Yu shouted loudly, the strength on his hands increased greatly, and the strength of the blue sword also increased sharply.
"Crackling!"
The ground around Yu Feiyang's feet began to crack. The divine aura emanating from the cyan dragon on the broadsword actually made Yu Feiyang a little apprehensive, as if he were facing the real dragon.
"This martial skill is a bit interesting, tell me how to cultivate your heart, and I can spare you once today!" A greed flashed in Yu Feiyang's eyes.
Han Yu suddenly felt a sense of shame and humiliation. He struck with all his strength, but Yu Feiyang was neither impatient nor impatient. It made him have to sigh that the gap between the two is really too big, and Yu Feiyang is a genius. It is too difficult to beat him by leaps and bounds.
"Boom!"
The two were deadlocked for about ten breaths, and Han Yu's blue-colored sword shattered with a bang. Suddenly, his heart turned pale, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but step back a few steps.
"Now it's my turn!"
"Blood Evil Asura Palm!"
Yu Feiyang slapped it with a palm, and a blood-red palm print greeted the storm and hit Han Yu's chest fiercely. The most important thing is that the palm print exudes a strong bloody smell and a terrifying chill, which makes people feel Hairy scalp.
"What kind of magic is this?"
When Han Yu looked at Yu Feiyang again, he couldn't help but turn pale in shock. At this time, Yu Feiyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely ferocious.
The palm print came from the sky, and the speed was extremely fast. Han Yu used Feng Xing with all his strength to block it, but the speed of the palm print was far faster than Han Yu's.
Han Yu gritted his teeth, and Lei Huan's palm shot out, and the seven palms burst into thunderous applause. With the sound of seven loud sounds, Han Yu's arm felt a burst of pain as if it were broken, he groaned, and his body flew out and hit the ground.
And the palm print, still moving forward, bombarded Han Yu's chest.
"puff!"
Han Yu spit out a mouthful of blood, and slid out more than ten meters on the ground.
"What a terrifying martial skill, if I didn't have the black and white dragon qi to help me offset most of my strength, I'm afraid I would have been torn apart!" Han Yu suddenly felt the rest of his life after a disaster. A burst of pain.
Yu Feiyang strode over, looked down at Han Yu and said, "I didn't expect your bones to be quite hard, remember, stay away from Narcissus in the future, or the next time will be your death!"
The killing light in Yu Feiyang's eyes was fleeting, this is definitely the master who has killed many people, and even Han Yu's murderousness is inferior to him.
"I'll give you back this sentence!" Han Yu suddenly jumped up, but his posture was very strange, not a man standing up, like a dragon that was taking off. His waist swelled suddenly, like a mass of gas in his body rushing from his stomach to his chest, then to his throat, and then out of his mouth.