"Dragon Fist!"
Han Yu's shape was like a dragon, and the sound of a terrifying dragon roared in his fist and in his dantian at the same time, so that all of Yang Yi's potential was instantly dissolved.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Yi's eyes. He had heard about Han Yu's perversion for a long time, but seeing it now is really unusual. However, the more tenacious Han Yu behaved, the more it aroused the killing intent in Yang Yi's heart.
"The mere second-order martial arts dare to show their ugliness, Daomangquan!"
On Yang Yi's fist, there was a flickering cold and stern sword light, as if it was materialized, a punch met Han Yu's dragon-shaped fist.
"Bang!"
Under one impact, the terrifying air waves spread out in all directions, and the vegetation within ten meters was instantly smashed into powder.
Han Yu took seven steps back before turning all his power away. With the punch just now, if the black qi had not helped him resist most of the force, Han Yu's arm would have been crippled. Yang Yi, on the other hand, stood motionless.
If the power of a single round of martial arts, Daomangquan is definitely not as powerful as the dragon-shaped fist, but Yang Yi's cultivation is too high. However, Yang Yi was still very surprised. The two performed the same level of martial arts, but he didn't hurt Han Yu. This is absolutely incredible.
"Thunder Palm!"
Han Yu swooped out again, this time directly displaying the first form of the third-order martial skill Thunder Thousand Strike. Suddenly, the purple electric snake roamed around Han Yu's body, and the sound of thunder rumbled from his palm, which was extremely shocking.
"I didn't expect you to succeed in cultivating a martial skill that no one in the Han family has been able to cultivate for a hundred years. Sure enough, you have some ability, but it's still too tender!"
"Holy Light Hand!"
Yang Yi's hands were watered like gold, exuding a dazzling golden light. The two slapped each other fiercely again. This time, Han Yu still took seven steps backwards, while Yang Yi also took three steps backwards.
"The fifth level of Xuanwu is nothing more than that!"
"Thunder Phantom Palm!"
Han Yu performed the second strike of Thunder Thousand Strikes. No matter its power or imposing manner, it was far from that of Thunder Palm. Han Yu quickly performed seven moves. Because the speed was too fast, it looked like one move, but turned into an illusion. There are seven palm prints.
For a while, Zidian roamed away, and the thunder roared.
"I didn't expect that the third-order martial arts could have such power, but you still don't see enough!"
Yang Yi's palm suddenly turned black, exuding a terrifying and ferocious aura, so that as soon as this aura appeared, gusts of yin wind rose around him. The most terrifying thing is that even though the thunder power of the Thunder Phantom Palm claims to be able to break everything, it is suppressed by this suffocating air.
"The Great Mudra of Slaying Demons!"
The breath on Yang Yi's body suddenly soared, and the pressure on the breath alone made Han Yu feel uncomfortable for a while. I saw a black handprint flying out of Yang Yi's hand, rapidly rising, becoming five or six meters wide in the blink of an eye, and slapped it fiercely towards Han Yu.
"Tier 4 martial arts!"
Han Yu's pupils shrank, and the terrifying aura emanating from the Demon Punisher's Big Handprint was more than that of the Thunder Illusion Palm. It was definitely a fourth-order martial skill.
"Hmph, forcing me to display Tier 4 martial arts, you will be proud even if you die!" Yang Yi sneered.
Han Yu bombarded the big black handprint with seven palms. What surprised him was that he didn't smash the handprint, and his arm was numb. Han Yu once again performed seven strokes with lightning speed.
"Boom boom boom..."
After the seven bombardments, the black big handprint finally faded a little, but when Han Yu wanted to use the Thunder Palm again, it was too late. The big handprint slapped him fiercely and shot him more than ten meters away. .
Rao is that Han Yu has black gas to protect his body, and he was shocked for a while, and his body turned overturned.
Yang Yi's eyes widened. He couldn't kill Han Yu with his fourth-order martial skills. Could it be that this guy was made of iron? Even if it is iron, it will definitely be smashed by his palm.
Han Yu secretly said that he was lucky. With the improvement of his cultivation, the black energy spitting out from the black dragon increased sharply. Whether it was attacking or defending, he would give him 50% blessings. Otherwise, his little life would probably be explained here today.
The sound of footsteps approached quickly in the distance. It was obvious that the rest of the Yang family had already chased after him. Han Yu got up decisively and rushed in the other direction. He cultivated the power of the soul, and was not afraid that he would not find Han Yi and others. Now the most important thing is to lure the Yang family away.
"It's not that easy to run!" After a moment of stunned Yang Yi, he quickly chased after him.
Although the black energy of the black dragon can greatly increase Han Yu's combat power and defense, it cannot increase his speed. Even if he relies on the strength of his physical body, his speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people at the eighth level of Yuanwu, but compared with Yang Yi of the fifth level of Xuanwu, it is much worse. So much so that Yang Yi caught up before he ran far.
"Xuanyun three kills!"
On Yang Yi's palm, a mysterious light radiated, like a blade, with three moves in one shot, all three moves at once, with many afterimages. Han Yu hurriedly used his Lei Illusion Palm to resist.
While fighting and retreating for a while, Han Yu was quite powerless. And the people of the Yang family have been approaching rapidly.
"Boom!"
In the sky, I do not know when it was already covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and it didn't take long for it to rain heavily.
Somewhere in the bloody forest, Han Yu was surrounded by the Yang family. Ten experts in the Xuanwu realm beat Han Yu to the point where he was powerless to fight back, and he was bruised and bruised in a short time.
"Han Yu, tell me your Han family's profound way of thinking, and I will give you a happy death!" Yang Yi looked at Han Yu and said condescendingly.
"Haha, if you want to kill me Han Yu, you should practice for a few more years!"
"Thunder Phantom Palm!"
Han Yu sent seven palms in a row, knocking a Yang family disciple upside down and flying out, vomiting blood, and it seemed that he would not live long.
"court death!"
Yang Yi displayed the fourth-order martial arts, the big mudra of killing the devil, and slapped Han Yu with a straight palm. This time, because Han Yu was injured a long time ago, he was shocked and spat out a bloody arrow and smashed it into the mud. I didn't stand up for a long time.
"Boom..."
The sound of thunder in the sky shook the heavens and the earth, and the rain was even more ferocious. Everyone in the Yang family held up a shield of vitality, and it was difficult for them to get wet in the heavy rain.
"Drag him up, I don't believe that he won't tell the mystery!" Yang Yi's face showed a cruel color.
As soon as the two disciples approached Han Yu, Han Yu jumped up and slammed out with a palm, and the sound of thunder in his palm was no weaker than that in the sky.
Suddenly there were two loud bangs, and the two of the Yang family flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. Han Yu resolutely rushed towards the place where no one was surrounded.
"Damn, actually pretending to be dead!"
Yang Yi quickly caught up and threw three palms in a row. Han Yu was helpless. In terms of speed, he suffered a big loss, and it was more difficult to escape than to climb to the sky.
Han Yu blocked Yang Yi's two palms, and with his unusual acuity, he avoided the third palm. But Yang Yi didn't take it easy, and then three palms bombarded out. This time, Han Yu only blocked a palm, dodged a palm, and hit a palm in the chest.
"Everyone, don't come here, wait for me to maim him first!" Yang Yi stopped the Yang family who was about to move. Han Yu had watched seriously wounded and dying a few times before, but suddenly violently beat up the Yang family's people, making him grow a long time. mind and eye.
"Hmph, if you want to kill me, then you have to be prepared to be killed by me!" Han Yu's eyes flickered coldly. It was no longer easy to run away, so the Yang family would have to pay a heavy price.