Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1008

Han Yu's forehead was covered with cold sweat like rain. It was like a sacred mountain falling from the sky on his back, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Looking with the naked eye, he couldn't see anything at all, only Gong Shaohao's finger was facing Han Yu. But invisible, that terrifying sword intent can pierce Han Yu's soul directly.

At this moment, Han Yu felt an unprecedented weakness. He felt that he could not resist Gong Shaohao's indestructible blow by any means he used.

He can only display his whole body solution, exhausting all his strength to activate the Waning Moon Mirror. This was so, Han Yu still felt that the Defensive Moon Mirror couldn't stop this sword.

But there is no way at all, what else can he do besides doing all he can to activate the waning moon mirror?

At this moment, Han Yu really saw the terrible power of the ancients.

Han Yu has a strong leapfrog ability, not bad, but this is for ordinary people. Facing such a true cultivation genius as Gong Shaohao, leapfrogging seemed so ridiculous.

Han Yu is the third king of Wu, no matter how strong he is, before Gong Shaohao, he is also the third king of Wu.

How can a person of Wu Wang Sanzhong compete with the Wu Wang six masters?

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Only by climbing high enough can you truly see what the world of cultivation is. Had it not been for Gong Shaohao this time, Han Yu would still not be able to realize the strength of the ancient forces.

The waning moon mirror seemed to be alive in Han Yu's hands, and the black light emitted from the mirror surface almost formed a beam of light. Countless black air fell down, the mirror of the waning moon looked like a lake on the top of a mountain, and the black air poured down from all sides, enveloping Han Yu.

Amidst the black aura, a lot of giant pythons were formed, hovering and roaring, with an amazing aura.

Han Yu had tried his best to mobilize the Wanyue Mirror, but because the Wanyue Mirror's defense was strong, Han Yu could still feel the sword intent.

Maybe the Waning Moon Mirror can block this ultimate move, or maybe it can't. However, it seems that Han Yu has no choice.

This passive feeling made Han Yu extremely uncomfortable.

He has never been as helpless as he is today when playing against people of his generation.

Han Yu has always taken the initiative even if he fought against Yin Shou in the past.

Perhaps Han Yu still has a chance to use Phoenix feathers, but he has no time to choose.

"Papa..."

There were explosions around Han Yu, and the black air from the waning moon mirror was like water splashes. This was formed when Gong Shaohao's sword intent came into contact with the waning moon mirror.

The sword intent is invisible, and there are all-pervasive sword intents around. No one knows from which direction and location, the sword intent will enter and harvest Han Yu's life.

Han Yu's face became extremely pale because of excessive consumption of vitality, and even a dead gray. His eyes are already bloodshot, full of a thick exhaustion.

He and Gong Shaohao haven't really played against each other yet, but Han Yu seems to be exhausted after fighting for three thousand rounds.

And Gong Shaohao, with one hand behind his back, with his right hand pointing towards Han Yu, with ease.

A seemingly random offense and a desperate defense formed two extreme pictures.

There is no strong momentum, nor the horror explosion of a normal fight, and the two seem to be not fighting. So that the battlefield on their side did not attract anyone's attention.

But Han Yu felt clearly that Gong Shaohao's sword intent had already fallen on the waning moon mirror, and he was at a stalemate with the waning moon mirror. The black popping sound said everything.

And Gong Shaohao was not as relaxed as it seemed on the surface. His pupils shrank, and all his mind was concentrated on his fingertips.

Sword Intent, what fights is will. To a certain extent, sword intent is the combination of the ultimate of kendo and the will of the player.

The Wanyue Mirror is a low-level imperial soldier no matter what, even if Han Yu can't exert one of its powers, it is not so easy to break through.

The Waning Moon Mirror blocked Gong Shaohao's sword intent.

However, Han Yu's mood sank to the bottom.

He used all his strength to block the opponent's sword intent. Once the stalemate persists, he will soon be defeated.

"Buzzing..."

This moment came earlier than imagined.

After almost a stalemate, the Wanyue Mirror trembles lightly, because Han Yu is already weak in succession.

It was ironic that Han Yu relied on the ability of the low-level emperor's soldiers to stalemate with Gong Shaohao. However, Han Yu soon recovered his fighting spirit.

If he was also the cultivation base of King Wu Sixth Layer, he believed that he would never be weaker than Gong Shaohao.

However, does Han Yu still have a chance to cultivate to the sixth level of King Wu?

The waning moon mirror became more and more unstable, and the defense became weaker and weaker. Gong Shaohao's sword intent has been able to penetrate the black gas barrier, causing Han Yu's skin to feel a stabbing pain.

It was only a matter of time before the defense of the Waning Moon Mirror was broken, and it would never be too long.

"Hey, look here!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

The voice is very pure, with a bit of mischief. Even when Han Yu heard this voice, he knew that the speaker was definitely a young girl.

Han Yu and Gong Shaohao cast their eyes at the same time, and saw a young girl in a black blue dress standing on a broken wall in the northwest.

This girl looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with her hair reaching her waist, falling from her shoulders in two small strands, black and translucent, without any impurities.

A face with melon seeds, white as beautiful jade, and delicate features, it gives people a dreamlike feeling. A pair of eyes were bright and round, shining brightly. Mouth pouted, with a sort of mischievous taste.

This is a very beautiful woman, even if Han Yu has seen a lot of beauties, she couldn't help but shine.

In addition to being attractive enough for this woman, the bow she held in her hand was also very eye-catching. This bow is bigger than a woman, and the whole body is purple, with flying dragons carved on it, with feathers like life, it seems that it may take shape and fly up into the sky anytime.

"Zizzi..."

A purple electric light rushed across the bow, sharply explosive. It makes the scalp feel numb at a glance.

At this time, the bow had been drawn by the woman into a full moon, facing Gong Shaohao, but there was no arrow on the string.

"Hey, Gong Shaohao, what are you looking at? Do you want to take an arrow?" The woman snorted at Gong Shaohao, motioning Gong Shaohao to leave.

Gong Shaohao's face instantly turned into iron cyan, and his eyes flashed with anger, but he looked a little afraid of the purple bow.

This sudden change caused Gong Shaohao's sword intent to be greatly diminished in an instant, and Han Yu seized the opportunity to smash the Waning Moon Mirror.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, like a flash flood from the top of the mountain.

Gong Shaohao's expression changed drastically, he wanted to gather his sword intent again, but it was too late. His little sword intent was smashed to pieces by the waning moon mirror, and then the waning moon mirror hit his chest heavily.