Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1970: One-on-one against Xuan Zhiyou
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Chapter 1970 Singles against Xuan Zhiyou
This punch is different from any of Han Yu's previous boxing techniques. This is the use of formation patterns, combined with actual attacks, and it is the first time Han Yu has used it on the battlefield.
The devilish nature of the swallowing devil is monstrous, containing terrible swallowing power; the formations are grim, harder than metal, and how far the combination of the two can be, Han Yu himself is not clear.
In the face of opponents like Xuan Zhiyou, and without time to display the high-level supernatural powers of the heavens, this is the strongest attack that Han Yu thinks.
"Boom!"
The two fists slammed together, as if hitting a big clock, making a muddy and low sound.
You can see that both fists trembled fiercely. On Xuan Zhiyou's fist, the shield formed by vitality turned into smoke and evaporated, as if wrapped in a layer of aerosol. On Han Yu's fist, the light flickered, countless array patterns extinguished, and then the shield formed by the vitality was damaged, and it did not evaporate like smoke, but cracked like a shell.
When it shattered to a certain extent, it stopped. You could see blood in the cracks, and Han Yu's fist was also shattered.
Han Yu caught the powerful impact and flew away quickly, quickly pulling away from Xuanzhi again. The blood in the body boiled and the wound healed quickly.
Xuan Zhiyou's pupils shrank suddenly, and an unbelievable look appeared in his gloomy eyes, staring at Han Yu's fist fiercely, and he couldn't recover for a while.
Xuanzhi has lived for thousands of years. I haven’t seen any strange things, but a weak person with five layers of wall-changing in the late stage of Martial Sage actually punched him hard, and only suffered a little skin trauma. This is simply An unprecedented time.
"What a strong combat power!" Even Xuan Zhiyou couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At the same time, his mind changed a lot, and he quickly thought of many questions.
"This person has a strong demon nature, but he doesn't look like a person of the demon sect. Is it that kind of system? Also, he is a Qitian master. How can he be so similar to the person in the lower realm?" Xuanzhi thought again.
At this moment, a string of beads rose against the storm and hit from behind.
It's too late when Xuanzhi feels the cruel breath again. The Divine Resentment Pearl slammed Xuan Zhiyou's head heavily, and directly smashed Xuan Zhi again and staggered, and fell from the sky.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the Divine Resentment Orb burst to pieces. It has reached the limit of the number of uses and has since been destroyed.
The aftermath of the explosion exploded Xuan Zhiyou's clothes to pieces, and exploded his body full of holes.
The wound on the back of Xuan Zhiyou's head has not healed because of the grievances of the gods. After such a blow, the wound became more than three in an instant, and blood and brain plasma flowed concurrently. However, this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the God's grievance on the God's Grievance Orb, which floods into Xuanzhiyou's head like a flood, madly destroying his flesh and blood. The suppressed God's resentment in the body broke out again.
Suddenly, Xuanzhi fell into a state of internal and external troubles.
"Ah!"
Xuan Zhi yelled again, turning around and slapped into the void of nothingness. Suddenly, terrifying winds and waves swept across all directions, and the void collapsed.
The invisible dragon did not have time to escape his attack range, his body exploded, and countless blood was spilled.
"Still invisible!"
Xuan Zhi bombarded with another palm, and at this moment, a loud noise came from the sky. I saw a huge vortex above the nine heavens, and from that vortex, a huge finger stretched out, like a **** above the nine heavens, one finger pressing the world to death.
Xuan Zhi's punch again changed direction decisively and blasted towards the energy fingers in the sky.
"Boom!"
The huge fist marks collided with the fingers that entered the sky, and the sky and the earth trembled violently, as if they were about to collapse and capsize. The two stalemate for a short interest time, and suddenly both burst to pieces.
Han Yu was stunned by the shock, and walked back again and again under his feet. Xuan Zhiyou was shocked to vomit blood.
Originally, with the power of Cang Ming’s finger, it was difficult to pose any threat to Xuanzhi, but the God’s resentment in his body was extremely unstable. This blow was like a fuse, igniting what was hidden in his body. The bomb made him suffer heavy losses.
Han Yu flew tens of thousands of feet away and stood in the void. The Sky-Swallowing Demon Gourd became the size of a grinding plate, smashed the void, and rammed Xuanzhi again.
From within the Sky-Swallowing Devil Gourd, black air falls, like a black waterfall falling from nine days, it is extremely terrifying.
Xuan Zhi spread out his palm again, and a black-blue Fang Tian painted halberd appeared, and threw it violently at the Sky-Swallowing Devil Gourd. Fang Tian's painted halberd turned into a streamer and slammed into the Sky-Swallowing Devil Gourd.
"Boom!"
Fang Tian's painted halberd hit the sky-swallowing devil gourd heavily, and the sky-swallowing devil gourd was only shocked and undamaged.
Xuan Zhi can also see from this that the materials for refining the Heaven Swallowing Devil Gourd are not simple.
Under the control of Xuan Zhiyou, Fang Tian painted a halberd against the storm and entangled the Sky Swallowing Demon Gourd.
Sky-swallowing devil gourd and Fang Tian painted halberd are both high-level saint soldiers. Because of the difference in master's cultivation, the level of Tian-swallowing devil gourd is slightly lower than Fang Tian painted halberd. However, the sky-swallowing devil gourd and Fang Tian painted halberd fought against each other. Actually, it didn't let the wind fall in the slightest.
The two control magic weapons, repeated hard collisions, and the terrible collision force swept in all directions. With the two as the center, no one dared to appear within hundreds of miles, and I was afraid of the disaster of the pond.
Han Yu's face gradually turned pale. Regardless of the fact that the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Gourd and Fang Tian's painted halberd are in full swing, they are comparable, but the shock that Han Yu himself has suffered is not small. Compared to Han Yu, Xuan Zhiyou was in a worse state, with blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The grievances of the gods are destroying in his body like a beast. If he doesn't deal with them wholeheartedly now, it is impossible to suppress all the grievances of the gods. However, Han Yu is entangled so hard that he does not leave a gap for him wholeheartedly.
Suddenly, an invisible gas entered Han Yu's body, went straight to the dantian, and entered the black hole. This was transformed by the invisible divine dragon. Xuan Zhi had another angry blow just now, killing it, and the blood origin Qi finally returned to his body.
At this time, Han Yu's hanging heart was let go. He was really afraid that Xuanzhi would desperately blast the place where the invisible dragon was. If the original energy of the invisible dragon was blasted into ashes, Han Yu didn't know what would happen.
Fortunately, he restrained Xuan Zhiyou and seized the opportunity.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, and the Sky Swallowing Demon Gourd flew back.
Suddenly a smear of blood came out from the corner of Han Yu's mouth.
"Ah!"
Xuan Zhi held up Fang Tian's painting halberd with both hands, and slashed towards Han Yuli. This time, Xuan Zhi fought his old life again and displayed the strongest attack he could perform at this stage.
Fang Tian's painted halberd turned into an endless length, which seemed to be able to penetrate into the stars of the universe and shatter the stars. Han Yu was as small as dust under Fang Tian's painting of the halberd.
Han Yu's heart trembled, facing the terrifying Fang Tian painting halberd, he felt the pressure of a mountain.