Chapter 1174
During this period, the Son of Promise rushed over and stood between Han Yu and Pang Xuan, and shouted in a low voice, "Just stay there!"
The Son of Promise was a little angry.
Han Yuneng has fought fiercely with him so far undefeated, which shows how terrifying he is. Pang Xuan running around will affect his concentration instead. He is not easy to protect.
Pang Xuan trembled in shock and hid in the corner trembling. This was the first time she saw the proud Son of Promise, so angry.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, and the masked woman gave up fighting in an instant and came to surround and kill Han Yu.
"It seems that this ancient book is still a hot potato." Han Yu frowned.
Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, the masked woman and the Promise Son, there is no enmity between them, the reason why they fight is because of this ancient book.
Whoever gets this ancient book, they will instantly turn enemies into friends and kill them together.
Han Yu quickly glanced at the cover, and the word "ground level" moved him a lot.
"For you guys!"
Han Yu didn't have time to read more, so he threw the ancient book into the fifth palace.
He doesn't know whether this ancient book is a mental method or a supernatural power, but the word "earth rank" is enough to prove its value.
Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, and the masked woman turned decisively and rushed towards the ancient book. Han Yu's crisis is resolved.
The Son of Promise hesitated for a moment, and took the initiative to kill Han Yu. Without killing Han Yu, he couldn't wholeheartedly fight for the ancient books.
Suddenly, Zhao Mingchen's attack failed to stop, and hit the ancient book squarely. For a moment, it seemed that time and space were frozen. Everyone was stunned, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the ancient book.
If ancient books are destroyed because of this, it will be a huge loss.
Zhao Mingchen's face already revealed annoyance.
The ancient book flew out and hit the wall, and then bounced to the ground without any damage.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief unanimously, considering that the material of this ancient book is extraordinary.
As a result, the battle between the three became more intense and more reckless.
Han Yu and Wuji Shengzi collided again, like a comet hitting the earth, making an earth-shattering noise.
"Swish..."
The two of them shifted their shapes and shadows, and they could change positions dozens of times in one breath. The speed of the fight was extremely fast.
"Pang Xuan must be killed, and ancient books must be seized!"
Han Yu made up his mind to look for opportunities.
"laugh!"
Suddenly, a finger sword from the Son of Promise left a deep and visible scar on Han Yu's chest.
Han Yu turned around and passed the Wuji Son, his left arm swept out, hitting the back of the Wuji Son heavily. Han Yu's arm, like an iron rod swept away, directly cracked the back of Wuji Shengzi.
Han Yu took the opportunity to strike Wuji Shengzi on the shoulder with a split leg, knocking Wuji Shengzi to the ground.
Then Han Yu spun around, turned into a fire top, and hit the Promise Son.
After the Son of Promise fell to the ground, he bounced away in a hurry, and Han Yu hit the ground with a blow, causing the fifth-level palace to tremble violently.
The Son of Promise drew back, and in the process of retreating, he made a seal with both hands.
"Chirp!"
A terrifying bird was formed in an instant, raised its head to the sky with a long cry, flapped its wings, and rushed towards Han Yu.
This is an intermediate supernatural power of the profound level, which can be easily mastered by the Son of Promise.
Han Yu resolutely put away the Vulcan Diamond Leg, and performed a fire dragon dance. The huge fire dragon and the bird collided together, and both burst into pieces.
"Boom!"
At the same time, there was a loud sound like a sandbag hitting a wall.
Zhao Mingchen stood up from the wall in embarrassment, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. In the battle between the three, Zhao Mingchen was the first to be injured. After Zhao Mingchen took a deep breath, he joined the battle without hesitation.
The battle over there became more and more intense. Not worried about the destruction of ancient books, everyone let go.
Han Yu and the Promise Son got entangled again, fighting each other with their own means.
Although Han Yu was physically strong, the Son of Promise was not slow to react and would not confront Han Yu head-on. After fighting again and again, the two of them can be said to be in the same category, and their injuries are not serious.
Pang Xuan, who was hiding in the corner, felt more and more bad.
So far, the Promise Son has not suppressed Han Yu, which is definitely not a good sign. If Han Yu is determined to kill her, even the Promise Son will not be able to keep her.
"Whizzing……"
Suddenly, the sword on the back of Wuji Shengzi came out of its sheath, drew two beautiful arcs, and killed Han Yu on both sides.
"Hmph, thanks to the fact that you are the holy son of the Promise Hall, you claim to be the leader of the younger generation, and you are the first to use weapons. Shameless!" Han Yu sarcastically said.
"I have been with the sword since I was a child. The sword is me, and I am the sword. How can there be such shame!" Son of Promise replied indifferently.
He has the belief of invincibility, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with using a sword.
His sword is nothing else, but his talisman, just like his arm.
The most important thing is that most of his supernatural powers are performed with a sword. Without a sword, his combat power will be greatly reduced. And Han Yu was already so strong that he had to use all his combat power.
The two swords, like two poisonous snakes, caught Han Yu off guard.
"Chi Chi Chi..."
In the blink of an eye, six sword marks appeared on Han Yu's body.
The Son of Promise danced the twin swords vigorously without any flaws. Han Yu's advantage of being physically strong was gone.
Although Han Yu's fist has the ability to forcibly beat the soldiers of the top kings, the fist hurts, but the sword doesn't.
Under the persecution of the Promise Son, Han Yu retreated again and again.
Seeing this, Pang Xuan couldn't help being overjoyed, and secretly cheered for the Son of Wuji.
"laugh!"
The white sword passed by Han Yu's belly, pulling a hole in his clothes and leaving a faint scratch on his skin. If Han Yu hadn't stepped aside at the last moment, he would have been disembowelled by now.
"Damn it!"
Han Yu couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He flipped back, stepped on the black sword with both feet, and flew away in a hurry with the help of the elastic force.
The Son of Promise sneered, and followed behind Han Yu like a gangrene.
"Don't think that you are the only one with weapons!"
With a thought in Han Yu's mind, a bright purple brilliance bloomed between the eyebrows, and a purple stick flew out from the center of the eyebrows, soaring rapidly, turning into a length of ten feet.
Han Yu grabbed it in his hand, tapped twice in succession, and tapped on the blades of the black sword and the white sword one after another, breaking the two blows of the Son of Promise.
The thing in Han Yu's hand looks like a stick, not a stick, with one end flat and the other pointed. The whole body is crystal clear, exuding purple fluorescence, which is very magical.
This is the magic weapon that Han Yu tempered with Zixiao Shensha. At this time, it is only a prototype, and it does not yet have the style of fighting and the power of the magic weapon. However, Zixiao Shensha is a magical material, extremely hard, and it is a sharp weapon in close combat.
Son of Promise was a little surprised. Only those who have cultivated the power of the soul can use their souls to nourish them. Usually, they use blood essence to nourish them. Unexpectedly, Han Yu is still a person who has cultivated the power of the soul.
When he saw the shape of the spear embryo in Han Yu's hand, he couldn't help but laugh: "Use a magic weapon that has not yet fully formed, and you want to compete with me?"