Chapter 1000 The Advantages of Ancient Forces

There was still a distance of three or four zhang, and the terrifying palm wind pressed Han Yu's chest for a while, making it difficult to breathe. His body even involuntarily slid across the ground, drawing two shallow marks in the dust.

People of the ancient forces have a higher level of cultivation mentality than ordinary people, better education than ordinary people since childhood, richer training materials than ordinary people, and stronger competition than ordinary people.

Affected by many factors, the people of the ancient forces are much, much stronger than ordinary people.

Take the current Gong Shaohua as an example, his attack is several times more terrifying than the average Wuwang fifth level person. So much so that Han Yu, who had killed many Wuwang Wuzhong masters, had to be treated with caution.

Han Yu slammed his feet on the ground, and his feet seemed to take root in an instant. No matter how terrifying the air wave rushed from the opposite side, he didn't move at all.

The Dragon Ba Bible was running crazily, and the vitality turned into a dragon and galloped through the meridians. You could see the muscles in Han Yu's right arm began to twitch like a storm, which was caused by the passage of the vitality.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the sleeves exploded, and the muscles in Han Yu's hands bulged like horned dragons, full of explosive power.

A touch of bronze color quickly spread from Han Yu's fingertips to his arm, and it didn't take long for his entire arm to turn bronze color, bursting out with an incomparable blue light. In an instant, most of the dark sky was dyed blue.

Han Yu's arm is like cast bronze, invincible and nothing can be broken.

Han Yu yelled, raised his arm, and struck out with a punch.

A series of actions are done in one go, only in an instant.

"Hmph, overestimate your own strength!" Behind Gong Shaofeng, a mocking expression appeared on his face.

Gong Shaohua's palm was as majestic as a majestic mountain, and Han Yu's fist was as sharp as a meteorite passing through the air.

"boom!"

The palms and fists collided heavily, like a falling comet hitting the earth.

From between the fists of the two, an extremely terrifying air wave erupted, like a beast imprisoned in a prison was suddenly released, with an imposing manner.

"ah……"

Before Gong Shaofeng's smile faded away, he was blown away by a powerful wave of air. Even though he was at the third level of the Martial King, he was coughed up blood. The situation was no better than that of Miao Shouqing and others just now. .

Yin Shisan, Miaoshouqing and others were taken to a far away place early by Hu Liliao and escaped unharmed.

Everyone turned pale with shock, how powerful is the power of this blow, so that everyone in Wuwang Sanzhong can be shocked? Moreover, a Martial King Sanchong like Gong Shaofeng is much stronger than ordinary people.

The look of disdain on Gong Shaohua's face disappeared, replaced by a look of fear.

Gong Shaohua is not only a disciple of the ancient sect, but also a hero of the Wuji Temple. Even among the ancient forces, he has the ability to leapfrog the battle. Unexpectedly, with a single palm, instead of killing Han Yu, he was beaten to death. Hit hard.

He couldn't imagine how anyone in this world could have such a terrifying leapfrog fighting ability.

Suddenly, Gong Shaohua only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth involuntarily. As for Han Yu, apart from his flushed face, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Gong Shaofeng's eyes shrank suddenly. This time, he was still at a disadvantage in the confrontation, which made him even more unbelievable.

He took a deep breath, his vitality surged again, and he used his dark power.

"Boom!" There was another bang, and Han Yu and Gong Shaofeng both groaned and backed away.

"Zizizi..."

When the toes of the two landed on the ground, they rubbed bright sparks.

The two of them backed up hundreds of feet before they lost the force of the impact and stopped. Gong Shaohua's face was gloomy, and his arms trembled slightly. Han Yu had his arms behind his back and his face was expressionless. Gong Shaohua couldn't see what was going on with him.

"Who are you?" Gong Shaohua's face was so gloomy that water almost dripped out.

Han Yu didn't respond, his expression was calm.

From his fingertips, a few drops of blood quietly flowed out. The collision just now had injured his arm. In this round of confrontation, the two can be said to be evenly matched.

The first time Gong Shaohua underestimated the enemy and didn't use all his strength, he suffered a big loss; the second time he used his dark energy, Han Yu was plotted against, and he also suffered a big loss.

"His name is Han Yu!" Gong Shaofeng's startled voice came from afar.

When he fought Han Yu for the first time, although Gong Shaofeng lost to Han Yu, at least he was able to fight Han Yu, but this time, Gong Shaofeng didn't even have the courage to fight Han Yu.

The strong gap made him startled and frightened.

"How do you know his name?" Gong Shaohua turned around and stared at Gong Shaofeng.

"We have fought against each other before." Gong Shaofeng said timidly. Now, he didn't dare to lie anymore.

Gong Shaohua snorted coldly and looked at Han Yu again. Although he didn't say anything on the surface, but in his heart he wanted to smoke Gong Shaofeng's ears. He realized now that he was being used by Gong Shaofeng.

Without thinking about it, Gong Shaofeng must have suffered a big loss at the hands of Han Yu, and today he wants to use his hands to take revenge.

The hatred in Gong Shaohua's heart, if it was an ordinary person, he would kill it if he killed it, but he didn't expect that it actually kicked Han Yu's tough bone.

"You Wuji Hall and Leiyin Holy Land are playing music, and your people were killed and came to us instead. What does this mean?" Han Yu asked in a deep voice, which was also something he couldn't figure out.

The people from the Promise Palace died, they should go to the people from the Leiyin Holy Land immediately.

"People in Leiyin Holy Land will not destroy corpses and wipe out traces!" Gong Shaohua said coldly. Now he doesn't dare to act rashly. First, he is still not sure that the murderer is Han Yu and others. Second, he has no absolute confidence in dealing with Han Yu.

"Shua!"

Han Yu didn't have as many scruples as the man, so he did it directly.

With a series of developments, he and Wuji Palace were destined to become enemies. Gong Shaofeng and Gong Shaohua naturally couldn't let them leave alive.

Gong Shaohua didn't expect Han Yu to be so fierce, but he couldn't make up his mind to deal with Han Yu, it didn't mean he was afraid of Han Yu, his figure flickered, and he came up to meet him.

When the two were about to meet, Gong Shaohua suddenly moved half a step to the left, and then a red sword quietly appeared in his hand, and he took a few steps to avoid Han Yu's attack, and quickly came behind Han Yu , With a shake of his hand, a monstrous flame burned on the sword, and the sword pierced Han Yu's vest straight.

"laugh!"

Gong Shaohua's sword was inserted right into the vest, but before he could rejoice, the figure in front of him dispersed, and it turned out to be only Han Yu's afterimage.

As for Han Yu's real body, avoiding Gong Shaohua's sword, he swept his legs towards his lower body.

Gong Shaohua's vitality swelled under his feet, and his body rushed into the air like a cannonball, and then turned around, with the sword facing down, and stabbed straight.

With a twist of Gong Shaohua's wrist, the sword turned into countless afterimages, and anyone who touched it would have to be twisted into pieces.

Han Yu sneered, stood still, and a crescent-shaped mirror quietly appeared in his hand.