Divine Venerate of Martial Dao

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In the past, Han Yu made a big noise in the Formation Hall, making him the laughing stock of the 9 Halls.

Although the above ordered him not to pursue Han Yu anymore, Qin Yi kept sighing in his heart. If you encounter it today in a place where birds don’t shit, naturally you won’t have the slightest mercy.

“You want to kill me?” Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

If Qin Yi just came to make trouble for him and resolve his hatred, Han Yu could consider letting him go, but if he came to kill, Han Yu had no reason to spare him.

“If you don’t want to die, just follow what I say.” Qin Yi hummed.

The identity of the descendant of the Great Emperor Heavenspan really made him somewhat dreaded. But here, even if you kill Han Yu, who can know?

“In that case, I also give you a chance.” Han Yu said lightly. Quite a polite feeling.

But Qin Yi’s words sounded very harsh, and he asked gloomily, “What do you mean?”

Han Yu said: “Knelt down kowtow and admit your mistake, I can forgive you for stalking!”

“You…” Qin Yi stared wide-eyed with anger.

“act recklessly !”

Qin Yi blasted out with a palm, and a huge palm print, hiding the sky and covering the earth, patted Han Yu.

“Just to check the formidable power of Thunder Tyrant Fist!”

Han Yu’s body shook, Power of Heavenly Lightning and Heavenly Demon Qi were called at the same time, and they shot out with a punch.

“bang!”

Qin Yi and Han Yu exploded, and Han Yu flew backwards, unscathed.

“During this period of time, the cultivation of Saint Physique has gone further, and the formidable power of the Thunder Tyrant Fist has also increased a lot!” Han Yu secretly delighted.

“Your strength has improved? But just because of this you want to clamor with the old man, it’s not enough!” Qin Yi took a step forward, his sleeves rolled, and a powerful whirlwind formed in an instant. moved towards Han Yu swept away.

The formidable power of this whirlwind is much stronger than the palm of the moment.

“hmph!”

Han Yu is lightly snorted, his hands are quickly sealed, and a pair of golden wings appear on his back, as if he was born in nature. With one flap of the wings, it turned into a golden light and disappeared before Qin Yi’s eyes, and the next moment bypassed the terrifying vortex and came to Qin Yi’s back.

“bang!”

With a punch to smash the void, Han Yu displayed the strongest Thunder Tyrant Fist.

The formidable power of this fist is not comparable to that of Yuan Hao’s battle. Martial Saint’s late-stage Huabi 6th-layer expert was punched by him, and his body would burst in an instant. Even if Martial Saint’s late-stage Huabi 7th expert was knocked down, he would be seriously injured.

“It’s very fast, but it’s not even close!” Qin Yi’s eyes flashed with surprise, and then he didn’t take it seriously.

He is a 9-round unloader, no matter how fast Han Yu is, it is impossible to beat him completely unprepared.

When Han Yu first punched, he had already turned around and shot out with a punch.

2 fists collided fiercely.

Both Qin Yi and Han Yu were groaned and flew backwards.

“What a powerful boxing technique!” Qin Yi eyes shrank.

Han Yu actually smashed him with a hard blow without getting hurt. Even the general heavenly advanced Magical Powers do not have such strong formidable power.

Both Power of Heavenly Lightning and Heavenly Demon Qi on Han Yu’s fist were shattered, and there was a pain in his arm. Trying to use Thunder Tyrant Fist again, but found that swallowing Heavenly Demon Qi and Power of Heavenly Lightning, it is difficult to condense on the arm.

“The gap with Martial Saint’s late stage wall 7 expert is still very big!”

Han Yu secretly sighed.

In the later period of Martial Saint, there was a huge difference between each level, and it was very difficult to leapfrog. Even if it is him, it is difficult for him to fight beyond level 2 with such a terrifying fist as his own Thunder Tyrant Fist.

If Qin Yi knew Han Yu’s thoughts, he would be crazy.

The higher the level of the battle, for this level of expert, it is a yearn for something even in dreams, an unachievable goal. Han Yu has already reached it, and he is not satisfied yet. He still wants to go to the second level.

Do you want other people to live?

Qin Yi naturally didn’t know Han Yu’s thoughts. After stopping, he said in a low voice: “Your strength is indeed stronger than before, but it is far from the opponent of the old man. Take your incarnation and your trump cards. Show it all.”

Han Yu shook his hand and said calmly: “When I release incarnation, I’m afraid you won’t have the strength to fight back!”

Qin Yi heavily coldly snorted: “Joke, your incarnation is the strongest but the cultivation base of Martial Saint’s late stage wall 6th-layer, what can I do?”

Han Yu said: “Since you act recklessly, then it will fulfill you. Don’t beg for mercy in a moment!”

Qin Yi’s expression was so gloomy that it almost dripped water, arrogant, simply too arrogant.

“Now even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will smash your body for 10000 paragraphs!”

Every word is almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

Qin Yi originally cherished his talent, but at this moment, even if he was the king of heaven, he would kill him, let alone Han Yu.

And Han Yu’s behavior almost made him vomit blood.

I saw Han Yu constantly shaking his head with a pity on his face.

What do you mean? Do you look down on me, are you sorry for me?

Qin Yi couldn’t bear it, and rushed to Han Yu with a roar. Originally planned to maintain a bit of expert demeanor and wait for Han Yu to come out of the incarnation summon, ready to fight again, but now, he can’t wait for one minute.

“Shua!” Han Yu turned and left, no slower than Qin Yi’s.

“Little thief, what are you running? Didn’t you say that I’ll beg for mercy after a while? You came to make me beg for mercy!”

Qin Yi was crazy. Just now Han Yu had an expert image of compassion and compassion. How could he escape in a blink of an eye.

“Catch me first before you talk, even if I can’t catch up, you boasting shamelessly want to kill me?” Han Yu frigid irony and scorching satire’s voice came.

He wasn’t afraid of Qin Yi, but he had encountered too many Imperial League experts before. Han Yu was afraid of rushing over and besieging him with those experts. Even if Lingyin was strong, he wouldn’t know how he would die. .

Let’s take a walk for Qin Yi to see the situation.

How did Qin Yi know Han Yu’s thoughts? He only thought that Han Yu wanted to escape. How could he give Han Yu a chance to escape?

Qin Yi changed several postures one after another before he could keep up with Han Yu’s footsteps, and kept killing him.

However, Han Yu is not only fast, but also very responsive. Qin Yi can chase Han Yu at best. If Han Yu keeps running, it is very difficult to kill him.

“Little thief, don’t run!”

“Have the ability to stop and fight the old man for 300 rounds!”

“Damn, didn’t you say that your incarnation is very difficult to deal with, let it out and let the old man take a look!”

Qin Yi is going crazy, Han Yu’s speed is not weaker than him, and his keenness is not worse than him. If you keep chasing like this, you don’t know that you will catch up to time that will never come.

I thought that Han Yu would be killed in a short time, but reality is often cruel.

“It’s almost done. It seems that Old Guy came to kill me alone.” Han Yu took Qin Yi for more than half an hour. Seeing nothing happened, it is already certain that there is no expert glare like a tiger watching his prey in the dark. That being the case, it’s easy to handle.