Chapter 39
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"Dragon boxing!"
Han Yu looks like a flying dragon. The sound of terrible dragon chanting breaks out in his fist and Dantian at the same time, which makes Yang Yi's potential disappear completely.
Yang Yi can't help but flash a little surprise in his eyes. He has long heard of Han Yu's metamorphosis. Now he sees it, and it's really extraordinary. However, the more tenacious Han Yu showed, the more murderous Yang Yi felt.
"Only second level martial arts dare to show ugliness, Dao mang Quan!"
On Yang Yi's fist, a cold and sharp knife awn twinkles, just like substantiation, a fist meets Han Yu's dragon shaped fist.
"Bang!"
Under one impact, the terrible air waves spread in all directions, and the plants within 10 meters were suddenly smashed into dust.
Han Yu stepped back seven steps to remove all his strength. Han Yu's arm would have been useless if he hadn't resisted most of his strength with this blow. Yang Yi, however, stood still.
If the power of a single round of martial arts, Dao mang Quan is definitely not as powerful as dragon shaped boxing. However, Yang Yi's accomplishments are too high. However, Yang Yi is still very surprised. They display the same level of martial arts skills, and he did not hurt Han Yu. This is absolutely incredible.
"Thunderclap!"
Han Yu dived out again, and this time he directly displayed the first form of the third-order skill of thunder thousand strikes. At that time, Han Yu's purple electric snake swam away, and the thunder roared on his palm, which was extremely shocking.
"I didn't expect that you would succeed in cultivating the martial arts skills that no one in the Han family has been able to practice for a hundred years. You really have some abilities, but they are still too young!"
"Holy light hand!"
Yang Yi's hands were poured with gold, emitting a dazzling golden light. The two men hit each other fiercely. This time, Han Yu still went back seven changes, and Yang Yi took three steps backward.
"Five levels of Xuanwu, it's nothing more than that!"
"Thunder magic palm!"
Han Yu used the second move of thunder thousand strike. Both its power and momentum were far beyond the thunder palm. Han Yu quickly used seven moves. Because the speed was too fast, it looked like one move, and seven palm prints appeared.
For a moment, the purple lightning swam away and the thunder roared.
"I didn't expect that the third level martial arts can have such power, but you still don't see enough!"
Yang Yi's palm suddenly turned black, sending out a terrible evil spirit. As soon as this breath appeared, bursts of Yin wind rose around him. The most terrible thing is that even if the thunder power of thunder magic palm can destroy all things, it is suppressed by this evil spirit.
"The big hand print of killing the devil!"
Yang Yi's breath suddenly soared. The oppression of Yang Yi's breath made Han Yu feel uncomfortable. A black handprint flew out of Yang Yi's hand and skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, it was as wide as five or six meters, and it was fiercely photographed to Han Yu.
"Fourth level martial arts skills!"
Han Yu's pupil shrinks, and the horrible smell from the big hand print of killing the devil is better than thunder magic palm. It is definitely a fourth level martial art.
"Hum, if you force me to display level Four martial arts skills, you will be proud even if you die!" Yang Yi sneered.
Han Yu's seven palms bombarded the big black handprint. To his surprise, he didn't smash the fingerprint, which made his arm numb. Han Yu used seven moves like lightning again.
"Boom, boom..."
Han Yu's fingerprints were shot more than ten times. However, when he shot the big black hand prints, he couldn't make them far away.
Rao is Han Yu's body protected by black gas. He is also shaken by seven meat and eight vegetables, and his body is in turmoil.
Yang Yi's eyes widened. He couldn't kill Han Yu with his four level martial arts skills. Is this guy an iron fist? Even if it was made of iron, it would definitely be smashed by his palm.
Han Yu was lucky in his secret way. With the improvement of his cultivation, the black spirit emitted by the black dragon increased dramatically. He gave him 50% blessing in both attack and defense. Otherwise, he would be responsible for his small life today.
The sound of footsteps in the distance was approaching quickly. It was obvious that the rest of the Yang family had already chased after him. Han Yu resolutely got up and rushed to another direction. He cultivated the power of soul. He was not afraid that he could not find Han Yi and others. Now the most important thing is to lead the Yang family away.
"It's not so easy to run!" Yang Yi after a Leng, quickly chase.
Although the black spirit of black dragon can greatly increase Han Yu's combat power and defense, it can't increase his speed. Even if he relies on his physical strength, his speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people with eight levels of Yuanwu, but he is much worse than Yang Yi of Xuanwu five. Even before he ran far away, Yang Yi caught up with him.
"Xuanyun three kill!"
Yang Yi's palm emits a dark light, just like a blade. When he makes a move, there are three moves. The three moves go together, and the shadows are heavy. Han Yu quickly uses the thunder magic palm to resist.
For a while, he fought and retreated, but Han Yu was not able to do what he wanted. And the people of the Yang family have approached rapidly.
"Boom!"
In the sky, I do not know when has been full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, not long before it began to rain cats and dogs.Somewhere in xuesha forest, Han Yu has been surrounded by the people of the Yang family. Ten experts in the Xuanwu realm have beaten Han Yu to no avail, and soon he is black and blue.
"Han Yu, tell me about your Han family's xuanjie mental method. I'll give you a happy death!" Yang Yi looks at Han Yu, a commanding way.
"Ha ha, if you want to kill Han Yu, you can practice for a few more years."
"Thunder magic palm!"
Han Yu hit one of the Yang family's disciples and flew out. He spat out blood. It seems that he will not live long.
"Looking for death!"
Yang Yi displayed his fourth level martial arts skills. He took a big hand to kill the devil and slapped it on Han Yu. This time, because Han Yu had been injured for a long time, he was shocked to vomit a bloody arrow and hit it in the mud. He didn't stand up for a long time.
"Boom..."
The thunder in the sky was thundering and the rain was more fierce. The people of the Yang family all hold up a shield of vitality, and it is hard to get caught in the heavy rain.
"If you drag him up, I don't believe that he won't say xuanjie mental method!" Yang Yi has a cruel look on his face.
As soon as the two disciples approached Han Yu, Han Yu jumped up and bombarded him with one hand. The sound of thunder on his palm was not weaker than that in the sky.
All of a sudden, two big bang bang, Yang's two people such as the broken line of the kite fly out. Han Yu was determined to rush to the place where no one was surrounded.
"Damn it! You're pretending to be dead!"
Yang Yifei quickly caught up with him and blew out three palms in succession. Han Yu was helpless. In terms of speed, he suffered a great loss. It was more difficult to escape than to go to heaven.
Han Yu blocked Yang Yi's two palms and avoided the third with his unusual sharpness. However, Yang Yi was not idle, and then he was bombarded with three palms. This time, Han Yu only blocked one hand, avoided one, and hit a palm on his chest.
"Don't come here until I beat him up first!" Yang Yi stopped the impetuous Yang family. Han Yu had been seriously injured and dying several times before, but suddenly he suddenly killed the Yang family, which made him have a long mind.
"Well, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me!" Han Yumu in the twinkle, now want to run is not easy, so let the Yang family pay a heavy price.
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"Dragon boxing!"
Han Yu looks like a flying dragon. The sound of terrible dragon chanting breaks out in his fist and Dantian at the same time, which makes Yang Yi's potential disappear completely.
Yang Yi can't help but flash a little surprise in his eyes. He has long heard of Han Yu's metamorphosis. Now he sees it, and it's really extraordinary. However, the more tenacious Han Yu showed, the more murderous Yang Yi felt.
"Only second level martial arts dare to show ugliness, Dao mang Quan!"
On Yang Yi's fist, a cold and sharp knife awn twinkles, just like substantiation, a fist meets Han Yu's dragon shaped fist.
"Bang!"
Under one impact, the terrible air waves spread in all directions, and the plants within 10 meters were suddenly smashed into dust.
Han Yu stepped back seven steps to remove all his strength. Han Yu's arm would have been useless if he hadn't resisted most of his strength with this blow. Yang Yi, however, stood still.
If the power of a single round of martial arts, Dao mang Quan is definitely not as powerful as dragon shaped boxing. However, Yang Yi's accomplishments are too high. However, Yang Yi is still very surprised. They display the same level of martial arts skills, and he did not hurt Han Yu. This is absolutely incredible.
"Thunderclap!"
Han Yu dived out again, and this time he directly displayed the first form of the third-order skill of thunder thousand strikes. At that time, Han Yu's purple electric snake swam away, and the thunder roared on his palm, which was extremely shocking.
"I didn't expect that you would succeed in cultivating the martial arts skills that no one in the Han family has been able to practice for a hundred years. You really have some abilities, but they are still too young!"
"Holy light hand!"
Yang Yi's hands were poured with gold, emitting a dazzling golden light. The two men hit each other fiercely. This time, Han Yu still went back seven changes, and Yang Yi took three steps backward.
"Five levels of Xuanwu, it's nothing more than that!"
"Thunder magic palm!"
Han Yu used the second move of thunder thousand strike. Both its power and momentum were far beyond the thunder palm. Han Yu quickly used seven moves. Because the speed was too fast, it looked like one move, and seven palm prints appeared.
For a moment, the purple lightning swam away and the thunder roared.
"I didn't expect that the third level martial arts can have such power, but you still don't see enough!"
Yang Yi's palm suddenly turned black, sending out a terrible evil spirit. As soon as this breath appeared, bursts of Yin wind rose around him. The most terrible thing is that even if the thunder power of thunder magic palm can destroy all things, it is suppressed by this evil spirit.
"The big hand print of killing the devil!"
Yang Yi's breath suddenly soared. The oppression of Yang Yi's breath made Han Yu feel uncomfortable. A black handprint flew out of Yang Yi's hand and skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, it was as wide as five or six meters, and it was fiercely photographed to Han Yu.
"Fourth level martial arts skills!"
Han Yu's pupil shrinks, and the horrible smell from the big hand print of killing the devil is better than thunder magic palm. It is definitely a fourth level martial art.
"Hum, if you force me to display level Four martial arts skills, you will be proud even if you die!" Yang Yi sneered.
Han Yu's seven palms bombarded the big black handprint. To his surprise, he didn't smash the fingerprint, which made his arm numb. Han Yu used seven moves like lightning again.
"Boom, boom..."
Han Yu's fingerprints were shot more than ten times. However, when he shot the big black hand prints, he couldn't make them far away.
Rao is Han Yu's body protected by black gas. He is also shaken by seven meat and eight vegetables, and his body is in turmoil.
Yang Yi's eyes widened. He couldn't kill Han Yu with his four level martial arts skills. Is this guy an iron fist? Even if it was made of iron, it would definitely be smashed by his palm.
Han Yu was lucky in his secret way. With the improvement of his cultivation, the black spirit emitted by the black dragon increased dramatically. He gave him 50% blessing in both attack and defense. Otherwise, he would be responsible for his small life today.
The sound of footsteps in the distance was approaching quickly. It was obvious that the rest of the Yang family had already chased after him. Han Yu resolutely got up and rushed to another direction. He cultivated the power of soul. He was not afraid that he could not find Han Yi and others. Now the most important thing is to lead the Yang family away.
"It's not so easy to run!" Yang Yi after a Leng, quickly chase.
Although the black spirit of black dragon can greatly increase Han Yu's combat power and defense, it can't increase his speed. Even if he relies on his physical strength, his speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people with eight levels of Yuanwu, but he is much worse than Yang Yi of Xuanwu five. Even before he ran far away, Yang Yi caught up with him.
"Xuanyun three kill!"
Yang Yi's palm emits a dark light, just like a blade. When he makes a move, there are three moves. The three moves go together, and the shadows are heavy. Han Yu quickly uses the thunder magic palm to resist.
For a while, he fought and retreated, but Han Yu was not able to do what he wanted. And the people of the Yang family have approached rapidly.
"Boom!"
In the sky, I do not know when has been full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, not long before it began to rain cats and dogs.Somewhere in xuesha forest, Han Yu has been surrounded by the people of the Yang family. Ten experts in the Xuanwu realm have beaten Han Yu to no avail, and soon he is black and blue.
"Han Yu, tell me about your Han family's xuanjie mental method. I'll give you a happy death!" Yang Yi looks at Han Yu, a commanding way.
"Ha ha, if you want to kill Han Yu, you can practice for a few more years."
"Thunder magic palm!"
Han Yu hit one of the Yang family's disciples and flew out. He spat out blood. It seems that he will not live long.
"Looking for death!"
Yang Yi displayed his fourth level martial arts skills. He took a big hand to kill the devil and slapped it on Han Yu. This time, because Han Yu had been injured for a long time, he was shocked to vomit a bloody arrow and hit it in the mud. He didn't stand up for a long time.
"Boom..."
The thunder in the sky was thundering and the rain was more fierce. The people of the Yang family all hold up a shield of vitality, and it is hard to get caught in the heavy rain.
"If you drag him up, I don't believe that he won't say xuanjie mental method!" Yang Yi has a cruel look on his face.
As soon as the two disciples approached Han Yu, Han Yu jumped up and bombarded him with one hand. The sound of thunder on his palm was not weaker than that in the sky.
All of a sudden, two big bang bang, Yang's two people such as the broken line of the kite fly out. Han Yu was determined to rush to the place where no one was surrounded.
"Damn it! You're pretending to be dead!"
Yang Yifei quickly caught up with him and blew out three palms in succession. Han Yu was helpless. In terms of speed, he suffered a great loss. It was more difficult to escape than to go to heaven.
Han Yu blocked Yang Yi's two palms and avoided the third with his unusual sharpness. However, Yang Yi was not idle, and then he was bombarded with three palms. This time, Han Yu only blocked one hand, avoided one, and hit a palm on his chest.
"Don't come here until I beat him up first!" Yang Yi stopped the impetuous Yang family. Han Yu had been seriously injured and dying several times before, but suddenly he suddenly killed the Yang family, which made him have a long mind.
"Well, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me!" Han Yumu in the twinkle, now want to run is not easy, so let the Yang family pay a heavy price.
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"Dragon boxing!" Han Yu looks like a flying dragon. The sound of terrible dragon chanting breaks out in his fist and Dantian at the same time, which makes Yang Yi's potential disappear completely. Yang Yi can't help but flash a little surprise in his eyes. He has long heard of Han Yu's metamorphosis. Now he sees it, and it's really extraordinary. However, the more tenacious Han Yu showed, the more murderous Yang Yi felt. "Only second level martial arts dare to show ugliness, Dao mang Quan!" On Yang Yi's fist, a cold and sharp knife awn twinkles, just like substantiation, a fist meets Han Yu's dragon shaped fist. "Bang!" Under one impact, the terrible air waves spread in all directions, and the plants within 10 meters were suddenly smashed into dust. Han Yu stepped back seven steps to remove all his strength. Han Yu's arm would have been useless if he hadn't resisted most of his strength with this blow. Yang Yi, however, stood still. If the power of a single round of martial arts, Dao mang Quan is definitely not as powerful as dragon shaped boxing. However, Yang Yi's accomplishments are too high. However, Yang Yi is still very surprised. They display the same level of martial arts skills, and he did not hurt Han Yu. This is absolutely incredible. "Thunderclap!" Han Yu dived out again, and this time he directly displayed the first form of the third-order skill of thunder thousand strikes. At that time, Han Yu's purple electric snake swam away, and the thunder roared on his palm, which was extremely shocking. "I didn't expect that you would succeed in cultivating the martial arts skills that no one in the Han family has been able to practice for a hundred years. You really have some abilities, but they are still too young!" "Holy light hand!" Yang Yi's hands were poured with gold, emitting a dazzling golden light. The two men hit each other fiercely. This time, Han Yu still went back seven changes, and Yang Yi took three steps backward. "Five levels of Xuanwu, it's nothing more than that!" "Thunder magic palm!" Han Yu used the second move of thunder thousand strike. Both its power and momentum were far beyond the thunder palm. Han Yu quickly used seven moves. Because the speed was too fast, it looked like one move, and seven palm prints appeared. For a moment, the purple lightning swam away and the thunder roared. "I didn't expect that the third level martial arts can have such power, but you still don't see enough!" Yang Yi's palm suddenly turned black, sending out a terrible evil spirit. As soon as this breath appeared, bursts of Yin wind rose around him. The most terrible thing is that even if the thunder power of thunder magic palm can destroy all things, it is suppressed by this evil spirit. "The big hand print of killing the devil!" Yang Yi's breath suddenly soared. The oppression of Yang Yi's breath made Han Yu feel uncomfortable. A black handprint flew out of Yang Yi's hand and skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, it was as wide as five or six meters, and it was fiercely photographed to Han Yu. "Fourth level martial arts skills!" Han Yu's pupil shrinks, and the horrible smell from the big hand print of killing the devil is better than thunder magic palm. It is definitely a fourth level martial art. "Hum, if you force me to display level Four martial arts skills, you will be proud even if you die!" Yang Yi sneered. Han Yu's seven palms bombarded the big black handprint. To his surprise, he didn't smash the fingerprint, which made his arm numb. Han Yu used seven moves like lightning again. "Boom, boom..." Han Yu's fingerprints were shot more than ten times. However, when he shot the big black hand prints, he couldn't make them far away. Rao is Han Yu's body protected by black gas. He is also shaken by seven meat and eight vegetables, and his body is in turmoil. Yang Yi's eyes widened. He couldn't kill Han Yu with his four level martial arts skills. Is this guy an iron fist? Even if it was made of iron, it would definitely be smashed by his palm. Han Yu was lucky in his secret way. With the improvement of his cultivation, the black spirit emitted by the black dragon increased dramatically. He gave him 50% blessing in both attack and defense. Otherwise, he would be responsible for his small life today. The sound of footsteps in the distance was approaching quickly. It was obvious that the rest of the Yang family had already chased after him. Han Yu resolutely got up and rushed to another direction. He cultivated the power of soul. He was not afraid that he could not find Han Yi and others. Now the most important thing is to lead the Yang family away. "It's not so easy to run!" Yang Yi after a Leng, quickly chase. Although the black spirit of black dragon can greatly increase Han Yu's combat power and defense, it can't increase his speed. Even if he relies on his physical strength, his speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people with eight levels of Yuanwu, but he is much worse than Yang Yi of Xuanwu five. Even before he ran far away, Yang Yi caught up with him. "Xuanyun three kill!" Yang Yi's palm emits a dark light, just like a blade. When he makes a move, there are three moves. The three moves go together, and the shadows are heavy. Han Yu quickly uses the thunder magic palm to resist. For a while, he fought and retreated, but Han Yu was not able to do what he wanted. And the people of the Yang family have approached rapidly. "Boom!" In the sky, I do not know when has been full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, not long before it began to rain cats and dogs.Somewhere in xuesha forest, Han Yu has been surrounded by the people of the Yang family. Ten experts in the Xuanwu realm have beaten Han Yu to no avail, and soon he is black and blue. "Han Yu, tell me about your Han family's xuanjie mental method. I'll give you a happy death!" Yang Yi looks at Han Yu, a commanding way. "Ha ha, if you want to kill Han Yu, you can practice for a few more years." "Thunder magic palm!" Han Yu hit one of the Yang family's disciples and flew out. He spat out blood. It seems that he will not live long. "Looking for death!" Yang Yi displayed his fourth level martial arts skills. He took a big hand to kill the devil and slapped it on Han Yu. This time, because Han Yu had been injured for a long time, he was shocked to vomit a bloody arrow and hit it in the mud. He didn't stand up for a long time. "Boom..." The thunder in the sky was thundering and the rain was more fierce. The people of the Yang family all hold up a shield of vitality, and it is hard to get caught in the heavy rain. "If you drag him up, I don't believe that he won't say xuanjie mental method!" Yang Yi has a cruel look on his face. As soon as the two disciples approached Han Yu, Han Yu jumped up and bombarded him with one hand. The sound of thunder on his palm was not weaker than that in the sky. All of a sudden, two big bang bang, Yang's two people such as the broken line of the kite fly out. Han Yu was determined to rush to the place where no one was surrounded. "Damn it! You're pretending to be dead!" Yang Yifei quickly caught up with him and blew out three palms in succession. Han Yu was helpless. In terms of speed, he suffered a great loss. It was more difficult to escape than to go to heaven. Han Yu blocked Yang Yi's two palms and avoided the third with his unusual sharpness. However, Yang Yi was not idle, and then he was bombarded with three palms. This time, Han Yu only blocked one hand, avoided one, and hit a palm on his chest. "Don't come here until I beat him up first!" Yang Yi stopped the impetuous Yang family. Han Yu had been seriously injured and dying several times before, but suddenly he suddenly killed the Yang family, which made him have a long mind. "Well, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me!" Han Yumu in the twinkle, now want to run is not easy, so let the Yang family pay a heavy price. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
