Dong Xuanwu is extremely conceited, and he has the conditions for this conceit. An Ting can kill Du Haoran with one move, but he will not kill Han Yu with two moves.
The four heroes of Xiling have their own pride and strong confidence in themselves.
Han Yu sneered: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"
Han Yu has no doubts about his own defense.
"Although the mysterious man just resisted the attacks of more than 30 people with his own physical strength and was unscathed, Dong Xuanwu is a genius who can leapfrog and fight, and Phoenix Mountain has not suppressed him. What he can display here. Strength is his peak combat power. Can the savage man be able to block a blow from an ordinary martial king's first-level master?"
Most people prefer Dong Xuanwu, and some people even expressed their own analysis. Nine out of ten felt that Han Yu would definitely not be able to stop Dong Xuanwu's move.
The scene of An Ting killing Du Haoran before is still vivid in everyone's minds. As Dong Xuanwu, who is as famous as An Ting, no one dares to question his attack and lethality.
Everyone's eyes turned to this side. Although the battle between Sun Dabao and the three peak Wuzun powerhouses was wonderful, it was even more curious whether Han Yu could block Dong Xuanwu's move.
Han Yu's body surface overflowed with vitality, and it turned into running water and applied on the surface of the skin, adding a layer of defense for himself.
Although attacking is the best defense, Han Yu's attack has no deterrent effect on Dong Xuanwu, so he decided to resist Dong Xuanwu.
"Come on, let me see how capable you are, one of the Four Heroes of Xiling!" Han Yu said domineeringly.
He and Sun Dabao were the only people who dared to clamor for the Four Heroes of Xiling.
Han Yu was wearing a mask. Although people couldn't see his expression, it could be seen from his upright body that he was not afraid.
Dong Xuanwu's huge body was shaken, and the breath on his body was as terrifying as rivers, lakes and seas pouring into the sky. Golden light rushed from his body and rushed into the clouds, making the darkest period before dawn brighter than the daytime.
He looked like a sun burning with golden flames, extremely terrifying.
Those who were close to each other all backed away, fearing that they would be hurt by the aftermath. The battlefield where Sun Dabao was located suddenly stopped and looked here. Sun Dabao frowned slightly. At this time, Dong Xuanwu made him feel a lot of pressure, and he wondered if Han Yu could block the blow.
"Buzzing..."
Suddenly, a gust of wind was blowing between the heavens and the earth, and a shocking edge emanated from Dong Xuanwu's body, as if a peerless sword was about to come out of his body.
The eyes of An Ting, Yin Jinchan and other powerhouses looking at Dong Xuanwu became deep. At this time, Dong Xuanwu was unparalleled in his aura.
Dong Xuanwu made a seal with both hands, and the arrogance on his body instantly seemed to be alive, wrapping around his arms, and quickly gathered towards his hands. In that instant, a golden broad sword shone in Dong Xuanwu's hands. Formed in hands.
This broad sword is seven feet long and five inches wide, and it shines brightly. In the light, there is a golden python wrapped around the broad sword and roaring, with a monstrous aura.
Although this sword is condensed by vitality, its sword energy is soaring to the sky and unparalleled in the world. Under the pervasive sword energy, everyone present was forced to hold up their shields to resist. The murderous aura that exudes.
"Giant Spirit Sword Gang, I didn't expect Dong Xuanwu to cultivate into a high-level Huang-level supernatural power, Ju Ling Jian Gang!" An old man exclaimed, obviously knowing the supernatural powers of the Golden Bell Cult.
As soon as this statement came out, many people changed color.
Most people think that the most powerful thing about Admiralty is defense, and attack is definitely not good. However, the people in the first-class sects know much better than the average person. The Golden Bell Cult can occupy the forefront of the first-class sects in Xiling, not only by defense. Jin Zhongjiao's attack is also unusually powerful.
The Giant Spirit Sword Gang he displayed was the most powerful attacking supernatural power of the Golden Bell Cult, and it was also one of the most powerful attacking supernatural powers in Xiling.
According to legend, in the entire Golden Bell Cult, no more than ten people have learned the Giant Spirit Sword Gang. At this time, when Dong Xuanwu displayed it, many people felt incredible.
"Mysterious man is finished this time. No one can rely on their own defense to resist the attack of the Giant Spirit Sword Gang, even if Jin Zhongjiao's true body is not broken!"
"It's a pity, after today's battle, the mysterious man was supposed to be called Xiling, but he met Dong Xuanwu, a powerful enemy!"
"Instant youth is a pity!"
"kill!"
Dong Xuanwu let out a low drink and slapped the hilt with one hand. The Giant Spirit Sword Gang made a sharp piercing sound and rushed towards Han Yu's chest.
The terrifying sword energy, separated by several meters, instantly destroyed the clothes on Han Yu's body. Even though Han Yu had vitality to protect his body, he still felt a needle-like discomfort on his skin.
"Shuh!" Han Yu's eyes suddenly flashed two sharp cold beams, and his hands shot out in succession. One handprint after another, one after another, hit the Giant Spirit Sword Gang.
"Boom boom boom..."
Han Yu's offensive, under the gang of the giant spirit sword, was as fragile as paper, and it was broken with a touch.
Everyone held their breath, whether it was Dong Xuanwu's one-shot kill or Han Yu's strong resistance, it depends on this blow.
When Han Yu died, Dong Xuanwu attacked and killed Wushuang; when Han Yu lived, his defense was shocking!
Although Han Yu and Dong Xuanwu had already established their own reputation and prestige at this time, no matter what the outcome of this confrontation, one person's reputation will be improved to a higher level.
Sun Dabao held the wooden stick tightly, and the palms of his hands were soaked with cold sweat. Although Han Yu had resisted Xianhe's attack before and was unscathed, Dong Xuanwu's attack this time was far more powerful than Xianhe's attack, and even more terrifying than the joint efforts of more than 30 people in Ziyu Palace.
What disturbed Sun Dabao the most was that Dong Xuanwu's attack was unparalleled, condensing all his strength on the Juling Sword Gang and attacking Han Yu's point. Undoubtedly, it made Han Yu's defense more difficult.
Han Yu's nine palm prints shattered one after another under the giant spirit sword gang, and the giant spirit sword gang killed Han Yu like a broken bamboo.
Han Yu didn't even think about it, he grabbed the blade with both hands.
There was absolutely no other person present who dared to do this, even if it was Dong Xuanwu, he would not dare.
“Zizzizi…”
The giant spirit sword gang swiped through Han Yu's hand, rubbing out bursts of sparks. The onlookers all gasped. How hard are Han Yu's hands, so that he can pick up the blade with his bare hands and rub off sparks
An Ting, Yin Jinchan, Prince Shura, etc. looked at Han Yu, and for the first time they became serious. Although Han Yu showed a terrifying defense before, they were also surprised, but it was just an accident and surprise, and they didn't take Han Yu to heart.
But now, Han Yu's strong performance once again has made them put Han Yu on an equal footing with them. They can no longer ignore Han Yu, a powerful figure who has suddenly emerged.