"Eat my punch!"
Jiang Xinghe raised his right hand and punched out. Instantly pierce through the void, one punch can travel thousands of miles.
Even though Han Yu was more than 100 feet away from him, he remained motionless and could hit Han Yu in the head with one punch.
Han Yu didn't make too many fancy moves, he raised his right hand and punched him.
"Boom!"
The two fists, like two big hammers collided heavily, the terrifying fist wind instantly shattered the surrounding void.
Han Yu and Jiang Xinghe's bodies slid back more than ten feet at the same time before they stopped.
"Come again!"
After Han Yu stopped, he didn't move and punched out. It also pierces the void, and one punch can travel thousands of miles.
Jiang Xinghe raised his fist and greeted him.
The two fists slammed into each other again.
Once again evenly matched.
"Come, come!"
Han Yu threw both fists together, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky. Jiang Xinghe's face was gloomy and he confronted him.
Soon, the two of them smashed more than 30 punches, and they were not weaker than others, and the more they fought, the more fierce they were.
The spectators were all thrilled to see it, especially the people in the Hall of Formation.
If Han Yu and Jiang Xinghe had just started fighting, they would understand. But after dozens of head-to-head encounters, Han Yu didn't lose out, which made them horrified.
Even Jiang Xinghe's eyes flashed with shock.
"boom!"
One hundred and one times, Jiang Xinghe groaned, and his face became flushed.
On the other hand, Han Yu's expression remained the same, and his eyes were bright.
In the 132nd punch, Jiang Xinghe's left arm was bent.
Since then, Jiang Xinghe has been oppressed by Han Yu, from active attack to passive defense.
"How is this possible?" The disciples of the Formation Hall's eyes widened, unable to believe all this.
"How could his fleshly body be stronger than mine?" Jiang Xinghe's face had turned iron blue.
His strength is not weak Han Yu; his vitality and shield's defense are not weak Han Yu. But when he hit it hard, he gradually fell behind. The only explanation was that Han Yu's body was stronger than his, and his body's endurance was stronger than his.
You must know that in the Martial Saint Realm, the strength of the physical body will undergo earth-shaking changes every time the cultivation level increases by one level. Han Yu's cultivation base is lower than Jiang Xinghe's, and his physical body is stronger than Jiang Xinghe's, which is simply incredible.
Three minutes later, Jiang Xinghe retreated steadily. Under Han Yu's attack like a torrential meteor, he could only avoid and surround him.
So people saw an incredible scene, Jiang Xinghe was chased by Han Yu and ran around on the ring.
This scene was unacceptable to the disciples of the Formation Hall.
After another three minutes, Jiang Xinghe was already very embarrassed.
When Han Yu bombarded with another punch, Jiang Xinghe suddenly stopped and let Han Yu's fist slam into his chest, while his fist avoided Han Yu's fist and also slammed into Han Yu's chest.
"My Qi Tianjia, the defense is unparalleled. No matter how strong your attack is, what can you do? It's you, see how I break your Qi Tianjia!" Jiang Xinghe thought so in his heart, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In his opinion, Han Yu's Qi Tianshi cultivation base would not be higher than him, and Han Yu's Qi Tianjia's defense would naturally not be higher than his Qi Tianjia's.
However, the power of the two of them to attack and kill is equal to each other, and at the same time, they hit the opponent's Qi Tianjia, and the result is naturally conceivable.
"Bang bang!"
The fists of the two hit each other's chest back and forth, and then both flew backwards.
Jiang Xinghe felt a pain in his chest, but it quickly disappeared. Qi Tianjia blocked the terrifying blow for him. When he looked at Han Yu proudly, he saw that Han Yu did not change color.
"How is that possible?" Jiang Xinghe's pupils shrank suddenly.
Even he felt pain. Could it be that Han Yu's body was already so strong
Jiang Xinghe didn't realize that Han Yu's Qi Tianshi cultivation base was far above him. Not only is his physical body stronger than him, but Qi Tianjia's defensive ability is far from comparable to his Qi Tianjia.
His punch on Han Yu's body was almost like tickling Han Yu.
Only the old man who went out to intercept Han Yu before knew that Han Yu's Qi Tianshi cultivation base was probably still higher than Jiang Xinghe, but now the two are fighting, and the wind is howling. After smashing the sound transmission, Jiang Xinghe couldn't hear it.
"This son is very physical, and he can't fight close to him!"
Jiang Xinghe made a decisive decision, and with the help of recoil, he quickly retreated.
With a thought, brilliance flashed between the eyebrows, and a slender sword appeared. The sword was made of cyan gold, flashing with cyan light, and it was in the same vein as his vitality.
Jiang Xinghe held the sword and stabbed out several swords one after another.
One after another, sword energy as thin as a gossamer pierced towards Han Yu. Don't look at that sword energy is very thin, but with terrifying penetrating power, Han Yu didn't dare to hit hard with his fists. .
"Humph!"
Jiang Xinghe snorted lightly, and the sword slashed diagonally many times. The sword qi intertwined, forming a large net rushing towards Han Yu, immediately blocking all of Han Yu's paths.
Under Han Yu's feet, as if smeared with oil, he slid backwards quickly, his fists swung out at the same time, and the fist marks hit the big net one after another. However, to Han Yu's surprise, the fist mark blew up on the big net, but it didn't break the big net.
Jiang Xinghe said proudly: "Han Yu, this sword technique is my own Gossamer Sword Art. A single sword energy is invincible, and it is strong and yang. When the sword energy is condensed into a network, Yin and Yang are integrated, and hardness and softness are combined. Unless you unleash an attack ten times stronger than my swordsmanship, you can't break through this sword net."
For what Jiang Xinghe said, Han Yu did not doubt that this swordsmanship did have its own uniqueness.
However, if you want to defeat Han Yu with this swordsmanship, that's too small to look down on Han Yu.
"The first form of the Lion King Fist!"
Han Yu squeezed the fist mark with his right hand and punched out.
A cyan lion head roared at the sword net.
"Boom!"
The lion's head was blown to pieces, but the sword net was not broken.
"I said, unless you play ten times the attack, and your magical power is obviously not enough!" Jiang Xinghe said.
Han Yu quickly backed away.
"The second form of the Lion King Fist!"
"boom!"
The boxing technique was shattered, but the sword net was still intact.
The disciples of the Array Hall were already cheering, and the sword net was getting closer and closer to Han Yu, and Han Yu could be taken down soon.
Narcissus, Shui Linger and the others were all shocked. Did Han Yu just lose like that? They don't believe it.
"The third form of the Lion King Fist!"
"Fourth Form of Lion King Fist!"
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"Ninth Form of Lion King Fist!"
Han Yu took a breath and unleashed all the moves of the Lion King.
Among the advanced supernatural powers in the sky, Lion King Fist is not the most powerful supernatural power, but it was displayed by Han Yu, and all the moves were displayed together, and its power was also earth-shattering.
"Boom boom boom..."
After several explosions, a terrifying void collapsed between Han Yu and Jiang Xinghe.
Sword net, broken!