Martial God Sovereign Chapter 2031: One punch and blast

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Chapter 2031 One Punch Blast

Han Yu met Yuan Hao's fist with his bare hands.

Neither did he use his vital energy, nor did he inspire the original vital energy of the bloodline like Yuan Hao.

When Yuan Hao saw this, he sneered again and again. Han Yu's physical body is indeed strong, but he is not strong enough to fight him with his bare hands and use the full force of his blood origin. Moreover, his divine power has penetrated into Han Yu's body, suppressing Han Yu, and Han Yu can no longer use the strongest power.

In his opinion, this punch was enough to blow Han Yu's hand.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided fiercely, as if two huge stars collided.

Han Yu and Yuan Hao's arms trembled suddenly, and then under the incredible gaze of everyone, the blood shield on Yuan Hao's fist cracked and exploded, and finally, even the fingers cracked.

Yuan Hao snorted and flew backwards.

The blood on his hands spilled all over the floor, and Han Yu, standing still, just shook his body and stabilized, with his fists unharmed.

Everyone on the scene, as if being pinched by an invisible big hand, with their mouths wide open, their faces pale.

"This...this physical body has surpassed me!" In the heart of Baili Qunshan, a stormy sea turned up.

"Who are you?" After Yuan Hao stabilized his figure, he looked at Han Yu incredulously.

Han Yu only took two punches, which shocked him deeply. He had to pay more attention to Han Yu. Even if Yuan Hao didn't want to admit it, it was an indisputable fact that Han Yu's body was far superior to him.

It can be said that Han Yu is now physically strong in their eyes to the point of abnormality.

In fact, Han Yu's punch just now was not bare-handed, but under the skin, forming a thunder grid for a long time, but no one noticed it.

Otherwise, Han Yu would not be able to take Yuan Hao's punch so easily.

"The Baili family, how can there be such a freak?" The masters of Shenting all pricked their ears, wanting to hear Han Yu's name.

"Don't talk nonsense, use whatever means!" Han Yu said lightly.

"Strong, too strong!"

"This is an expert, he is my idol!"

The members of the Baili family were beaten by Han Yu's two punches. And Han Yu, with such a good performance, yet still looks plain, as if he has never noticed anything. With such a heart, the passionate young man of the Baili family admires the whole body.

Yuan Hao was furious: "How strong is the physical body, I have countless ways to kill you!"

Yuan Hao thought, an orange sword appeared in his hand, and suddenly, the sword's energy rushed into the sky.

Han Yu said tepidly: "No matter what means you use, I will blow with one punch!"

"Whoo!"

Yuan Hao rushed to the top with anger, the long sword opened the way and turned into a stream of light to kill Han Yu.

"Whhhhhhh..."

In a blink of an eye, Yuan Hao swung eighteen swords, stabbing, slashing, slashing, slashing, sweeping... specializing in Han Yu's key points, whether it was body skills or swordsmanship, they were almost reaching their extremes. Everyone present, Only a few people can see Yuan Hao's moves and ways.

It's Han Yu. If you look at it with the naked eye, it's a bit overwhelming, and it's hard to resist all sword moves.

However, as soon as his powerful soul power was released, Yuan Hao's body and swordsmanship, no matter how fast he was, seemed to Han Yu to be average.

"Dangdangdang..."

Han Yu waved his fists. It seemed to others that he was circling randomly on the spot. However, every punch he threw accurately blocked Yuan Hao's sword moves.

The 18-stroke sword style that Yuan Hao displayed in one breath was easily resisted by Han Yu.

What's even more shocking is that Han Yu took the empty-handed sword, his hands were unscathed.

This is incredible. No matter how strong the physical body is, how can it be comparable to a high-level saint? Ran and Han Yu broke everyone's cognition with his crazy and relaxed way of fighting again and again.

Of course, it would be difficult for Han Yu to take the sword empty-handed without refining the Sky Thunder Spiritual Root, but now a layer of Sky Thunder power grid is formed under his skin, with amazing defenses, and it is not a problem to welcome high-level holy soldiers.

"Take me a punch!"

Amidst the sky full of sword shadows, Han Yu's fist pierced through the layers of phantoms, slammed Huang Long, and hit Yuan Hao's chest.

Yuan Hao snorted softly, and the long sword cut at Han Yu's wrist.

Han Yu doesn't avoid it.

"Shit!"

Yuan Hao's sword was cut on Han Yu's wrist, only a little bit of skin was cut, and it was blocked by the sky thunder power grid. Then Han Yu's fist slashed over the sword's edge and struck Yuan Hao's chest with a punch.

"Boom!"

Yuan Hao's body flew upside down like a sandbag, his breastbone shattered directly, he suddenly coughed, and a smear of blood quietly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Ya Que was silent at the scene.

Yuan Hao used a magic weapon, but he couldn't break Han Yu's fists. It really fulfilled Han Yu's words just now. No matter how many methods you use, I hit it with one punch.

"Has he cultivated into the Heavenly Thunder Saint Body?" Baili Qunshan stared at Han Yu's wrist with scorching eyes. The moment the wound appeared, he saw a ray of light that seemed to be thunder and lightning, but Han Yu's. The wound healed so fast that it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Only when you have cultivated the Heavenly Thunder Saint Body, can you take over the high-level saint soldiers with your bare hands?" Baili Qunshan's shock has reached the point where it can't be added.

The others didn't have the eyesight of the mountains, which was even more shocking.

In their eyes, Han Yu is bare-handed.

The light on Yuan Hao's chest was shining, his injuries were healing quickly, but his face was gloomy and dripping, and his eyes looked like a wounded lone wolf looking at the hunter.

"Are you just this way?" Han Yu looked at Yuan Hao and said lightly. Hold your hands on your chest, as before the competition. Looking at Han Yu's relaxed look, it even makes people feel a little dazed. Isn't the battle still started?

But seeing the blood on the corner of Yuan Hao's mouth, everyone suddenly realized that the battle had been going on for a while.

"You successfully angered me!" Yuan Hao said in a low voice. It seems possible to save at any time and fight Han Yu.

"What's the matter?" Han Yu asked indifferently.

"You are going to die!" Yuan Hao spit out every word.

Since his debut, he has never failed. Today, he has been repeatedly suppressed by Han Yu, and he cannot bear it.

"Haotian Sword Art!"

Yuan Hao raised the sword high, and from his body, a powerful wave of air rushed along the sword to the nine heavens.

"Whhhhhhh!"

Suddenly, countless beams of light rushed down from every corner of the sky. The light instantly suppressed the sun in the sky.

"With the power of billions of stars, condense my sword spirit!"

Yuan Hao shouted, the beam of light rushing down from the sky was all condensed on the sword and turned into sword aura.

"This is the Yuan family's high-level supernatural power! The stars are immortal, and the swordsmanship does not disperse. If you can't interrupt him to use his swordsmanship, then you will be attacked and killed by endless sword aura!" Lingyin's voice Sounded at the right time.

"Interesting!" Han Yu smiled slightly.