Chapter 2008 Gossamer Sword Art

"Eat me with a punch!"

Jiang Xinghe raised his right hand and punched out. Pierce through the void in an instant, and travel thousands of miles with one punch.

Even though Han Yu was separated from him by more than a hundred feet, he remained motionless and could hit Han Yu's head with a single punch.

Han Yu didn't make too many fancy movements. He raised his right hand and punched him.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided like two big hammers, and the terrifying punching wind instantly shattered the surrounding void.

The bodies of Han Yu and Jiang Xinghe slid back more than ten feet at the same time before stopping.

"Come again!"

After Han Yu stopped, he didn't move, and punched out. It also pierces through the void, and can travel thousands of miles with one punch.

Jiang Xinghe raised his fist and came up to meet him.

The two fists clashed heavily again.

Evenly matched again.

"Come on!"

Han Yu threw out both fists, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky. Jiang Xinghe's face was gloomy, and he confronted him head-on.

Soon, the two punched more than 30 times, none of them were weaker than others, and the more they fought, the more fierce they became.

All the spectators were thrilled, especially those in the Formation Hall.

If Han Yuneng and Jiang Xinghe fought hard at the beginning of the battle, they would understand. However, after dozens of head-to-head encounters in succession, Han Yu did not lose the wind, which made them terrified.

Even Jiang Xinghe's eyes flickered with shock.

"boom!"

After one hundred and one confrontations, Jiang Xinghe suddenly let out a muffled snort, and his face became flushed.

As for Han Yu, his complexion remained the same, with piercing eyes.

With the 132nd punch, Jiang Xinghe's left arm was bent.

From then on, Jiang Xinghe was oppressed and beaten by Han Yu, from active attack to passive defense.

"How is this possible?" The disciples of the Formation Palace all stared wide-eyed, unable to believe all this.

"How could his physical body be stronger than mine?" Jiang Xinghe's face had already turned iron blue.

His strength is not weak to Han Yu; his vitality and shield defense are not weak to Han Yu. However, he gradually fell into a disadvantage when confronted head-on. The only explanation is that Han Yu's physical body is stronger than his, and his body's endurance is stronger than his.

You must know that in the realm of martial saints, every time one level of cultivation is increased, the strength of the physical body will undergo earth-shaking changes. Han Yu's cultivation base is lower than Jiang Xinghe's, and his physical body is even stronger than Jiang Xinghe's, which is simply incredible.

Three minutes later, Jiang Xinghe retreated steadily. Under Han Yu's attack like a rainstorm meteor, he could only dodge and surround him.

So people saw an unbelievable scene, Jiang Xinghe was chased by Han Yu and ran around on the ring.

This scene was unacceptable to the disciples of the Formation Hall.

After another three minutes, Jiang Xinghe was already in a panic.

When Han Yu punched again, Jiang Xinghe stopped suddenly, allowing Han Yu's fist to hit his chest, while his fist, avoiding Han Yu's fist, also hit Han Yu's chest.

"My Qi Tianjia is unparalleled in defense. No matter how strong your attack power is, what can you do? It's you, let me see how I can break your Qi Tianjia!" Jiang Xinghe thought in his heart, and a sneer that succeeded in tricks appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his opinion, Han Yu's Qi Tianjia will not be higher than his cultivation base, and Han Yu Qi Tianjia's defense power will naturally not be higher than his Qi Tianjia's defense power.

But the attacking power of the two of them was between brothers, and they hit Qi Tianjia at the same time, so the result can be imagined.

"Bang bang!"

The fists of the two hit each other's chest back and forth, and then both flew backwards.

Jiang Xinghe felt a pain in his chest, but it quickly disappeared. Qi Tianjia blocked the terrifying blow for him. When he looked at Han Yu proudly, he saw that Han Yu didn't change his face.

"How is it possible?" Jiang Xinghe's pupils shrank suddenly.

Even he felt the pain, could it be that Han Yu's physical body is already so strong?

Jiang Xinghe hadn't realized that Han Yu's level of Qi Tianshi was far above him. Not only is his physical body stronger than him, Qi Tianjia's defensive ability is also far beyond what his Qi Tianjia can match.

His punch on Han Yu's body was almost like tickling Han Yu.

Only the old man who went out to intercept Han Yu before knew that Han Yu's Qi Tianshi might still be higher than Jiang Xinghe, but now the two are fighting and the strong wind is howling. He tried to transmit the sound to Jiang Xinghe, but was caught by the strong wind. After smashing the sound transmission, Jiang Xinghe couldn't hear it.

"This son has a strong physical body, so we can't fight him in close quarters!"

Jiang Xinghe made a decisive decision, and with the help of recoil force, he retreated rapidly.

With a thought, a brilliance flashed between the eyebrows, and a slender sword appeared. The sword was made of lapis lazuli, shining with a blue glow, and came from the same vein as his vitality.

Jiang Xinghe held the sword and stabbed out several times.

Sword qi, as thin as a gossamer, pierced through the air and came towards Han Yu. Although the sword energy is very thin, but it has terrible penetrating power, Han Yu dare not use his fist to block it hard, his body forms a series of strange arcs, shuttles through the sword energy, and avoids the attack of the sword energy .

"snort!"

Jiang Xinghe snorted lightly, the sword slashed obliquely many times. The sword energy was intertwined, forming a big net and rushing towards Han Yu, immediately blocking all of Han Yu's forward paths.

Under Han Yu's feet, as if oiled, he slid back quickly, and swung his fists at the same time, hitting the big net one after another. However, to Han Yu's surprise, the fist print exploded on the big net, but did not blow up the big net.

Jiang Xinghe said proudly: "Han Yu, this sword technique is my self-created Gossamer Sword Art. A single sword qi is invincible, from strength to yang, and when the sword qi is condensed into a net, yin and yang are integrated, hardness and softness are combined. Unless you unleash an attack ten times stronger than my sword technique, you won't be able to break through this sword net."

Regarding what Jiang Xinghe said, Han Yu did not doubt that this sword technique does have its own uniqueness.

However, if you want to defeat Han Yu with this sword technique, you will underestimate Han Yu too much.

"The first form of Lion King Fist!"

Han Yu made a fist mark with his right hand, and punched out.

A cyan lion head roared towards the sword net.

"Boom!"

The lion's head was blown to pieces, but the sword net was not broken.

"I said, unless you unleash ten times the attack, and your supernatural power is obviously not enough!" Jiang Xinghe said.

Han Yu quickly backed away.

"The second form of Lion King's Fist!"

"boom!"

The punch was blown to pieces, but the sword net was still intact.

The disciples of the Formation Hall cheered, the sword net was getting closer and closer to Han Yu, and Han Yu could be taken down soon.

Shui Xian'er, Shui Ling'er and the others were shocked. Is that how Han Yu lost? They don't believe it.

"The third form of Lion King's Fist!"

"The fourth form of Lion King's Fist!"

...

"The ninth form of the Lion King's Fist!"

In one breath, Han Yu used all the moves of Lion King Fist.

Lion King Fist is not the most powerful supernatural power among the high-level supernatural powers of the heavens, but it was used by Han Yu, and all the moves were performed together, and its power can be called earth-shattering.

"Boom boom boom..."

After several explosions, a terrifying void collapsed between Han Yu and Jiang Xinghe.

The sword net was broken!