Chapter 1008 The Situation Turns Suddenly

On Han Yu's forehead, cold sweat was pouring like rain. It was as if a divine mountain fell from the sky was pressing on his back, making it difficult for him to breathe.

With the naked eye, he couldn't see anything at all, only Gong Shaohao's finger pointing at Han Yu. But invisibly, that terrifying sword intent could pierce the depths of Han Yu's soul.

At this moment, Han Yu felt powerless like never before. He felt that no matter what means he used, he couldn't resist Gong Shaohao's all-conquering blow.

He could only use his whole body to move the Crescent Moon Mirror with all his strength. Even so, Han Yu still felt that the Waning Moon Mirror's defense could not stop this sword.

But there was nothing he could do. Apart from using all his resources to mobilize the Moon Mirror, what else could he do?

At this moment, Han Yu really saw the horror of the ancient forces.

Han Yu has a strong ability to leapfrog battles, which is good, but this is for ordinary people. Facing a true cultivation genius like Gong Shaohao, leapfrogging seems ridiculous.

Han Yu is the triple king of martial arts, no matter how strong he is, he is also the triple king of martial arts in front of Gong Shaohao.

How could a person at the third level of Wu Wang fight against an expert at the sixth level of Wu Wang?

There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. Only when you climb high enough can you truly see what the cultivation world is. If he hadn't fought Gong Shaohao this time, Han Yu would not have realized the strength of the ancient forces.

The Crescent Moon Mirror seemed to be alive in Han Yu's hands, and the black light emitted from the mirror almost formed a beam of light. Countless black air fell down, the waning moon mirror was like a lake on the top of the mountain, and the black air was like flowing water, pouring down from all sides, enveloping Han Yu.

In the black air, many giant pythons formed, circling and roaring, with an astonishing momentum.

Han Yu has tried his best to activate the Crescent Moon Mirror, but despite the strong defense of the Crescent Moon Mirror, Han Yu can still feel the piercing intent of the sword.

Maybe Crescent Moon Mirror can block this ultimate move, or maybe it can't. However, it seems that Han Yu has no choice.

This passive feeling made Han Yu extremely uncomfortable.

Fighting against his peers, he has never been so helpless like today.

Even if he made a big fuss about the Tianchan sect in the past and fought against Yin Shou, Han Yu always took the initiative.

Maybe Han Yu still has a chance to use the phoenix feather, but he has no time to choose at all.

"Papa..."

There was an explosion around Han Yu, and the black air falling from the crescent moon mirror was like splashing water. This was formed when Gong Shaohao's sword intent came into contact with the Crescent Moon Mirror.

The sword intent is invisible, surrounded by all-pervasive sword intent, no one knows from which direction, from which position, the sword intent will enter and harvest Han Yu's life.

Due to the excessive consumption of vitality, Han Yu's face became extremely pale, and even a touch of dead gray appeared on his face. His eyes were already bloodshot, filled with a deep look of exhaustion.

He and Gong Shaohao haven't really fought each other yet, but Han Yu seems to have fought for three thousand rounds, exhausted physically and mentally.

As for Gong Shaohao, with one hand behind his back and his right hand pointing at Han Yu, he was unrestrained and unrestrained.

A seemingly random attack and an all-out defense formed two extreme pictures.

There was no strong aura, and there was no terrifying explosion like a normal fight, the two of them didn't seem to be fighting. So much so that the battlefield on their side did not attract anyone's attention.

But Han Yu could clearly feel that Gong Shaohao's sword intent had already fallen on the Crescent Moon Mirror, and he was now in a stalemate with the Crescent Moon Mirror. The crackling sound of black air said it all.

As for Gong Shaohao, he was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface. The pupils constricted, and all the minds were concentrated on the fingertips.

Sword intent, fighting is the will. To a certain extent, sword intent is the combination of the ultimate in the way of the sword and the will of the caster.

After all, the Crescent Moon Mirror is still a low-level soldier of the emperor. Even if Han Yu can't exert its one-of-a-kind power, it is not so easy to break through.

The Crescent Moon Mirror blocked Gong Shaohao's sword intent.

However, Han Yu's mood sank to the bottom.

He used all his strength to block the opponent's sword intent. Once the stalemate persisted, he would soon be defeated.

"Buzz..."

This moment came earlier than expected.

After a stalemate for almost a breath, Crescent Moon trembled slightly, because Han Yu was already a little weak.

It's ironic that Han Yu was in a stalemate with Gong Shaohao because of his low-level soldiers of the emperor. However, Han Yu quickly regained his fighting spirit.

If he is also at the sixth level of the Martial King, he believes that he will never be weaker than Gong Shaohao.

However, does Han Yu still have a chance to reach the sixth level of Wuwang?

The Crescent Moon Mirror became more and more unstable, and its defense became weaker and weaker. Gong Shaohao's sword intent was able to pass through the black air barrier, causing Han Yu's skin to feel a prickly pain.

It is only a matter of time before the Waning Moon Mirror's defense is broken, and this time will never be too long.

"Hey, look here!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

The voice was very pure, with a hint of mischievousness. So much so that just hearing this voice, Han Yu knew that the speaker was definitely a young girl.

Han Yu and Gong Shaohao cast their eyes almost at the same time, and saw a girl in a dark blue dress standing on a broken wall in the northwest direction.

This girl looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, her hair reached her waist, and fell in two small strands from her shoulders. It was black and bright, without any impurities.

A melon-seeded face, as white as jade, with exquisite and flawless features, gave people a dreamlike feeling. A pair of eyes are bright and round, shining brightly. The mouth is pouted, with a bit of mischievous taste.

This is a very beautiful woman, even though Han Yu has seen many beauties, he can't help but shine at this moment.

In addition to being attractive enough in person, this woman is also very eye-catching with the bow in her hand. This bow is bigger than a woman, and its body is purple. It is carved with flying dragons, and its feathers are like life. It seems that it may transform into a shape and fly into the sky at any time.

"Zizizi..."

A purple electric glow shot across the bow, explosively. It makes people feel scalp numb at a glance.

At this time, the bow has been drawn into a full moon by the woman, facing Gong Shaohao, but there is no arrow on the string.

"Hey, Gong Shaohao, what are you looking at? Do you want to take an arrow?" The woman pouted at Gong Shaohao, signaling him to back away.

Gong Shaohao's face instantly turned iron blue, his eyes flashed with anger, but he was a little apprehensive looking at the big purple bow.

This sudden change instantly reduced the power of Gong Shaohao's sword intent. Han Yu seized the opportunity and ruthlessly knocked out the Crescent Moon Mirror.

"Boom!" The loud noise shook the sky, like a mountain torrent rushing down from the top of the mountain in an instant.

Gong Shaohao's face changed drastically, and he wanted to gather his sword intent again, but it was too late. What little sword intent he had left was shattered by the Crescent Moon Mirror, and then the Crescent Moon Mirror hit his chest heavily.