Chapter 997: Thunder Shot

The fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing, and Han Yu, an outsider, was not found at all.

The master of the Promise Palace was about to kill An Yifei with a sword, when he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, and then he was shocked to find that the palms of his hands were cut off from the wrist, and blood gushed out, making a heart-piercing pain. Call.

An Yifei was also stunned, he had already been appointed to wait for death, but he did not expect such an earth-shaking reversal to happen.

"Shua..."

A figure disappeared in a flash, quietly appearing in front of An Yifei.

"You are... Brother Han?" An Yifei exclaimed, his eyes widened instantly.

At this time, Han Yu's outline became clearer than that of a year ago, his eyes were sharper and more energetic, and his whole temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes, but An Yifei still recognized him at a glance.

"I'll deal with him first." Han Yu smiled at An Yifei, turned around, and slashed at the man just now with his palm.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of my Promise Palace!" the man roared angrily. But then, it was overwhelmed by the terrifying sound of palming the wind. Although Han Yu struck out with one palm, it was as if several palms were bombarding the man at the same time. The man slid down into the void like a meteorite and hit the ground heavily, only breathing out, not in.

An Yifei stared in a daze. He thought that after coming to Leiyin Holy Land, he received special training and his strength improved by leaps and bounds. Even if he was not as good as Han Yu, he was almost the same. But after Han Yu's shot this time, it can be seen that there is still a big gap between him and Han Yu.

But soon, An Yifei suppressed the fluctuation, and nothing would appear too shocking to Han Yu.

Even if Han Yu is standing in front of Han Yu with the third level of martial arts, An Yifei feels it should be taken for granted. If Han Yu has not reached the third level of Wuwang, it would be a little strange.

"Brother Han, it's great to see you!" An Yifei's eyes were red with excitement, and Han Yu was like a soldier from heaven, pulling his life back from the gate of hell.

"Long time no see, you've improved by leaps and bounds!" Han Yu said.

When I saw An Yifei before, An Yifei was only at the first level of Wu Zun, but now he has reached the first level of Martial King, it is no exaggeration to say that he has made rapid progress.

"Compared to Brother Han, it's still a bit worse!" An Yifei felt a little ashamed.

If calculated in terms of cultivation base, he has indeed grown a lot, but in terms of age, it is nothing at his age with such a cultivation base.

An Yifei's aptitude is not bad at all, but because he was not valued by Thunder Palace before, his cultivation base was not high at the beginning. However, after entering the Leiyin Holy Land, he received targeted training, and immediately opened up his own potential, accumulating a lot.

The sudden change here caused the rest of the battlefield to stop by coincidence, and the people in the Promise Hall and Leiyin Holy Land looked at Han Yu in surprise.

In the distance, An Ting's whole body was covered in blood, not only the blood of the enemy, but also his own blood. When he saw Han Yu, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his pupils shrank, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

All the people from Leiyin Holy Land gathered here, including An Yifei, there were only five people left at this time. On the side of the Promise Hall, after one person was killed by Han Yu, there were still four people who also gathered together.

Most of the men and horses of the two sects died. At this time, the corpses fell to the ground in disorder.

The people in Leiyin Holy Land, except for An Ting who gave Han Yu a cold look, the other three greeted Han Yu politely and thanked Han Yu for his help.

Han Yu's attack this time not only saved An Yifei, but also caused the balance of the battle to tilt towards the Leiyin Holy Land in an instant, which also saved everyone's lives.

"Boy, who are you?" The leader of Wuji Hall looked at Han Yu coldly and asked, with a murderous look on his body. This person is a master of the fourth level of Wuwang, but he is also seriously injured.

Han Yu ignored it.

"Why, don't you dare to report your own name if you don't want to change your name?" The man shouted angrily.

"Hmph, I don't bother talking to dead people!"

After Han Yu finished speaking, his body moved and he rushed over. From rescuing An Yifei, Han Yu was destined to be killed completely.

Feeling the ferocious and powerful aura gushing out of Han Yu, the man's face changed slightly. He was not afraid of Han Yu, but now that the Leiyin Holy Land had the upper hand, continuing to fight would be extremely detrimental to the Promise Hall.

"Withdraw!" The man gave Han Yu a vicious look, and made a decisive choice.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

All the people in the Promise Hall turned around and ran away quickly.

"kill!"

An Yifei yelled loudly, and rushed out immediately. Seeing this, the people in Leiyin Holy Land also launched their movements to chase after him.

Han Yu stretched out his Void Piaomiao step with all his strength, caught up with the leading man, and punched him with punches.

"Evil thief, I have no grievances or enmities with you in the Wuji Palace, why do you press me so hard?" The man roared, extremely annoyed in his heart. They had already firmly held the advantage, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, which not only wiped out the advantage of the Wuji Temple in an instant, but also put their lives in jeopardy.

What responded to him was the sound of sharp fists piercing the air.

"Damn it, Wuwang Sanchong, don't think I'm afraid of you!" The man couldn't avoid it, and turned around to challenge Han Yu.

When the two collided, the man realized that he had underestimated Han Yu's ability, but it was too late to regret it. Han Yu's attack was like a violent storm, and soon the man was killed by Han Yu's fist.

Such a sharp killing made everyone in the Promise Hall and Leiyin Holy Land chill from head to toe. The leading man in Leiyin Holy Land opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat was dry.

He is also at the fourth level of King Wu, which is comparable to the leading man in the Wuji Palace, and he knows how powerful the leading man in the Wuji Palace is.

An Ting looked at Han Yu, his face became extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth, and once again displayed his terrifying killing technique, the fierce beast Qiongqi appeared, let out a terrifying roar, rushed over and tore a second-level martial arts master In pieces, the momentum is amazing. After killing one person forcefully, I felt better.

However, compared to Han Yu punching the master of the fourth level of Wuwang, An Ting's blow was much less shocking. After all, An Ting was already at the third level of Wuwang. Moreover, An Ting was seriously injured. He forcibly used this supernatural power, and suffered a lot of backlash. The blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth unstoppably.

But the gaze towards Han Yu was still provocative.

Han Yu looked at the incomparably fierce Qiongqi, his eyes lit up. The voice he heard before was from Qiongqi.

The first time he saw An Ting displaying this kind of supernatural power, Han Yu could see that this supernatural power was extraordinary, and now it seems that it is still the same.

An Ting hastily withdrew his magical powers, and his provocative look turned into vigilance. Han Yu glanced at An Ting lightly, without saying anything. How could he not feel An Ting's hostility, but it is still difficult for An Ting to become Han Yu's opponent.

The other two battlefields ended soon, and all the people in the Promise Hall were killed.