Martial God Sovereign Chapter 831: Coercive confrontation

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Chapter 831 Coercive confrontation

An Yifei asked the parents to leave. The next thing is absolutely not for the parents to see.

The scene suddenly became quiet. An Ting sat quietly without saying a word. He always had a gentle smile on his face. It didn't look like he was here to find fault.

But An Yifei is well aware of An Ting's temperament. If this person doesn't move, it must be bloody. His whole body's nerves were strained to the extreme, and cold sweat began to be involuntarily on his forehead.

Han Yu embraced his chest with both hands, always calm. Since An Ting came in, he hadn't looked at An Ting, this person seemed to be non-existent in his eyes.

The little corner squatting on Han Yu's shoulder, yawning constantly, looks extremely bored.

Quiet, so quiet that the needle can be heard.

The three sit in a triangle, as if they are three parties about to negotiate.

An Yifei was the first to lose his breath, and the sound of rapid breathing broke the tranquility of the scene. He glanced at Han Yu, then at An Ting, and said, "Brother An Ting, how do you want to solve this matter?"

An Ting said indifferently: "In the fight between you and An Jun, outsiders shouldn't have intervened, but after all, outsiders were inserted and injured so many brothers!"

An Ting's tone is very calm, and his voice is very friendly. People who didn't know thought he was kissing An Yifei.

An Yifei took a deep breath and said: "An Changqing, An Qi and others bullied others, they are taking the blame."

An Ting said: "Even if they are not in every possible way, they should not be solved by outsiders."

An Yifei said anxiously: "Brother Han is not an outsider!"

An Ting said, "That means An Changqing, An Qi and others are outsiders?"

An Yi Fei said: "I didn't mean that."

In front of An Ting, An Yifei still didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and his tone was as calm as possible.

"Come on, I just can't see your Ancestral family bullying people like a bully, the dog sees people being low, and I fight the people. If you want to, just say it, don't make such a roundabout!" Han Yu said. The sound is calm, no joy and no worries.

"Did I let you talk?" An Ting instantly burst into a terrifying killing intent, causing the curtains in the hall to become silent.

"Crack!"

The chair on which An Yifei was sitting suddenly exploded, and she sat down on the ground, her face pale as paper.

As for Han Yu, his complexion remained unchanged.

An Ting suddenly turned his head to look at Han Yu, a touch of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

The reason why he chose this time is to let Han Yu and An Yifei live in fear and suffer the torment of fear. But what he came to see today disappointed him. Han Yu and An Yifei had nothing to do.

At this moment, he even wanted to deter Han Yu with strong pressure, but he was naturally disappointed.

Han Yu still didn’t look at An Ting, but left a side face to him, saying, “If it wasn’t for An Yifei’s face, the trash that didn’t know how high or low was one by one, I would have reported to the underworld a long time ago. I went."

Han Yu spoke very lightly, and An Ting's expression gradually became gloomy.

There are not many young people who can talk and laugh freely under his coercion. With a sneer: "Really? Do you want them to thank An Yifei?"

Han Yu said: "If they are smart, they should do this."

What is strong? An Yifei has finally seen it today. In the Thunder Palace, facing the first young generation of Thunder Palace, the whole Xiling, people who dare to speak like this, An Yifei really can't think of other than Han Yu Who else will be outside?

The hostility on An Ting's face grew stronger, and his temperament changed drastically, as if he had changed. The whole person was full of chills, like a demon crawling out of the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain. With a gloomy expression: "It seems that you have confidence in yourself?"

Han Yu said: "It depends on who the enemy is."

In An Ting's eyes, the cold light flashed, Han Yu even looked down on his enemy, which made him angry to the brink.

"Whhhhhhh..."

An Ting took the shot. Although he was still sitting motionless in his original position, between his fingers, one after another sword light, from various tricky positions, killed Han Yu.

This is only An Ting's tentative shot, but every sword light has the power to easily kill the general eight-fold martial artist. And Han Yu happened to be Wu Zun eightfold.

Han Yu didn't move his hands, and a vitality shield appeared quietly to protect him.

"Boom boom boom..."

Sword Mang hit the vitality shield one after another, bursting to pieces one after another, failing to break Han Yu's shield.

Not only that, Han Yu also propped up another shield to envelop the entire hall, and the blast of sword light failed to destroy it.

His action is like a child's play, which is simple and casual.

An Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, and Han Yu deflated his attack so lightly, which was beyond his expectation.

An Ting closed his hand and looked at Han Yu quietly.

Han Yu took away the vitality shield, turned his head and looked at An Ting quietly. The eyes of the two exchanged in the void, and they made a squeaky noise.

After looking at each other for a long time, An Ting suddenly stood up, turned and left.

Han Yu retracted his gaze and stood still.

An Yifei looked at Han Yu and An Ting, feeling a little at a loss. An Ting just left? Isn't this his style of behavior?

"Brother Han, this..." An Yifei didn't finish her words, suddenly changed her color, stood up hurriedly, and said in surprise: "Brother Han, what's the matter with you?"

At this time, Han Yu's face became extremely pale, cold sweat the size of fingertips on his forehead, as dense as rain.

Han Yu took a deep breath and said: "It's okay. I just played against An Ting, it was a lot of waste."

"Huh?" An Yifei was taken aback. Wasn't the match just now light and easy? How could it be too expensive?

Han Yu explained: "When we look at each other, we use our coercion to confront each other."

This is how An Yifei's heart is. When the training reaches a certain level, he can fight with coercion and kill people invisible. An Yifei admired Han Yu even more.

Coercion, a bit like a realm cultivated in the realm of Soul Martial Arts. It's just that the domain is dominated by imprisonment, and coercion is dominated by deterrence and suppression. Generally, only masters who have cultivated to the realm of King Wu can kill people with coercion.

Han Yu and An Ting, a Wu Zun eightfold, and a Wu Zun pinnacle, can actually fight against each other with coercive force, they are really eternal wizards. Especially Han Yu, even when his cultivation base is low, he can repel An Ting with coercion, and his strength is incredible.

"What has the brother Han experienced during this time? How could such a drastic change happen?" An Yifei's heart turned up against the stormy sea.

He can't forget that day Han Yu, Yin Yimeng and him, the three of them joined forces to mobilize the soldiers of the top venerable, and they were chased and killed by a man of eight arrogant martial arts. In the past three or four months, Han Yu has not only grown into an eight-fold master of Wu Zun, but he can also compete with the strong of Wu Zun's pinnacle, which is incredible.