Chapter 1172 The Son of Promise

The Son of Promise directly used coercion to attack and kill. His coercion attack and kill is not a normal coercion attack. It is as terrifying as a giant beast coming out of the cage. Hit and destroy Han Yu.

Han Yu snorted coldly, the Son of Promise underestimated him too much.

His coercion poured out continuously, forming a huge and solid coercion barrier in front of him.

"boom!"

The coercive attack of the Son of Promise hit Han Yu's coercive barrier like a flood, making a terrifying noise. Pang Xuan, who was already injured, was so shocked that she vomited blood, and Zhao Mingguang also turned pale and stepped back.

"clatter!"

Han Yu took a step back with his left foot, his muscles tensed and his face flushed.

The coercive attack of the Son of Promise was so powerful that Han Yu could hardly resist it.

Son of Promise raised his brows, unexpectedly he failed to kill Han Yu.

"Boom!"

The Son of Promise raised his right hand and slapped Han Yugai with a palm.

In the palm of his hand, it seemed as if it had turned into heaven and earth in an instant, and the hurricane roared, forming a terrifying vortex of mist, which seemed to be able to swallow everything.

A powerful aura emanated from his palm, giving Han Yu a feeling as if a thousand mountains were pressing down on him.

"As expected of the leader of the younger generation!" Han Yu sighed secretly. Although the Son of Promise had the same level of cultivation as Li Yangzhou and Liu Pengcheng, he was probably ten times more terrifying than Li Yangzhou and Liu Pengcheng.

When he raised his hand, he was domineering and invincible.

This is just a simple palm, but it contains the invincible belief of the Promise Son, anything can be wiped out by his palm.

This is his self-confidence, but also a kind of contempt for Han Yu.

Han Yu raised his fist and punched that palm.

The Son of Promise did not display his supernatural powers, nor did Han Yu. This is Han Yu's pride, the younger generation, he is not weaker than anyone.

Han Yu's fist rubbed against the void during the movement, forming a terrifying flame, like stars falling from the nine heavens. With an invincible aura, it is not weaker than the palm of the Son of Promise.

All eyes were on Han Yu, and the masked woman's eyes became brighter and brighter. From the momentum of Han Yu's punch, she could see that Han Yu's combat power was infinite. Quite surprised.

"boom!"

The fists and palms collided heavily, like a comet hitting the earth, making a terrifying bang, forming incomparable wind blades and scattering in all directions.

Zhao Mingchen took a step forward and stood in front of Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang. The aftermath of the battle between the two could hurt them.

Behind the Son of Promise, a barrier was also formed to block the wind blade from hurting Pang Xuan and Lu Chenhao.

After the blow, both of them grunted and backed away.

The Son of Promise took seven steps back, and stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, causing the palace to tremble and stop.

As for Han Yu, he only took five steps back.

"this……"

No one present was surprised.

Apart from being shocked, Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang felt more depressed. Han Yu was able to confront the Son of Promise and gain the upper hand, which had a great impact on them.

The eyes of Wuji Shengzi narrowed slightly, Han Yu's strength was beyond his expectation, but although he suffered a dark loss this time, he still felt ashamed.

He firmly believes that he is invincible. Han Yu now takes advantage of the slightest bit, only occasionally.

Pang Xuan's expression became terrified. If the Son of Promise couldn't stop Han Yu, then she and Lu Chenhao would only have a dead end.

"As expected of a character who can defeat Qin Yin, he has some tricks." The Promise Son said, his expression still very proud.

"You still want to stop me?" Han Yu's face was dark, determined not to move.

"It's a joke, it's just that the physical strength is stronger, do you really think you have the ability to surpass me?" The Son of Promise sneered.

"Then you can try it!" Han Yu stepped forward again.

The Son of Promise is proud, and Han Yu is strong.

However, whether it was the masked woman or Yu Qianshuang in the Linglong Treasure Car, after a short period of surprise, they all returned to indifference. Their thinking is the same as that of the Son of Promise. Although physical strength is an advantage, it is not the key to victory.

On the contrary, Zhao Mingchen has become extremely attached to Han Yu in his heart.

"Shua!"

The Son of Promise raised his hand again, and slammed at Han Yu again. But with this palm, he displayed his supernatural powers.

All of a sudden, countless traces of heaven and earth flickered, and divine communication came at his fingertips.

A huge energy palm print was formed in an instant, it was pitch black, covered with countless lines, it looked as if it was piled up by countless boulders.

Exuding a deep and depressing aura, it seems that what is suppressed is not a palm, but a giant city from ancient times.

Han Yu swiped his hands, and a fire dragon appeared, roaring and shaking for nine days, and hitting the huge energy palm print against the sky.

Both of the two supernatural powers exploded, creating even more terrifying disturbances.

Han Yu was so shocked that he flew upside down and landed on the ground hundreds of feet away, while the Son of Promise stood motionless on the spot.

The masked woman cast her eyes on Shitai, and had lost interest in Han Yu.

Her insignificant gestures express a lot. Although Han Yu is not weak, he is no longer qualified to stand with them.

Suddenly, the masked woman made a move on the ancient books on the stone platform.

Seeing that she was about to grab the ancient books on the stone platform, the Linglong treasure car crashed into her, and Yu Qianshuang also did it.

"Boom!"

The masked woman slapped the Linglong Treasure Car heavily with her palm, and both she and the Linglong Treasure Car were shaken away.

Although Yu Qianshuang was sitting in the treasure car, she didn't push the Linglong treasure car to exert its strongest combat power, but just regarded the Linglong treasure car as a very common weapon.

She also has her pride, peers are sharp, and she doesn't bother to use external force.

The moment the two separated, Zhao Mingchen made a move, turned into a stream of light, and grabbed the ancient book at lightning speed.

Just when his hand was only a few feet away from the ancient book, a flash of sword light flashed past, forcing him to withdraw his hand and dodge to dodge.

The white sword on the back of the Son of Promise rushed out, entangled Zhao Mingchen as if alive, and he jumped onto the stone platform to snatch the ancient books.

At this moment, Han Yu also made a move. Han Yu's goal is not ancient books, but Pang Xuan.

"Holy Son, save me!"

Pang Xuan was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were splitting, she yelled in panic.

"Clang!"

The black sword on the back of Wuji Shengzi broke out of its sheath, and took Han Yu's head straight. Han Yu unleashed a broken fist, and hit the black sword heavily, causing the sword to fly back upside down, while he rushed towards Pang Xuan like an arrow leaving the string.

"snort!"

The Son of Promise snorted heavily, decisively discarded the ancient book, turned around and stopped Han Yu.

Zhao Mingchen seized the opportunity, knocked back the white sword of the Son of Promise, and jumped onto the stone platform. Suddenly, the masked woman and the exquisite treasure car came to kill him together, forcing him to dodge again.

Immediately, a terrifying melee broke out in the fifth palace.