Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1094 Han Yu's Fury

"Chichichichi..."

Han Yu's body was rubbed several times, and his clothes were torn. Zhao Mingguang was even more proud, and the offensive was fierce.

"The surname Han, I didn't expect you to have some fake styles. I thought you were so good!" Zhao Mingguang sneered.

"Humph!" Suddenly, Han Yu stopped dodge, and hit the hook with a punch.

Han Yu's crazy behavior couldn't help but surprise Zhao Mingguang, but it was more disdain and mockery.

"It's crazy, no matter how powerful your fist is, can it be comparable to my Intermediate King's Soldier?" Zhao Mingguang's strength has increased a bit, a vicious color flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to strike. Abolished Han Yu's hand.

Han Yu's face was expressionless, his fist was like a blue dragon going out to sea, slamming heavily on the right hook.

"when!"

The horrible sound of metal transition was deafening.

Zhao Mingguang's right hook slashed on Han Yu's fist, instead of splitting Han Yu's fist, only a burst of sparks hit. Han Yu's fist seemed to be harder than his double hook.

Not only that, Zhao Mingguang's right hook was shocked and bounced back.

"This..." Zhao Mingguang's pupils shrank suddenly, with an incredible expression on his face.

Han Yu used a pair of fists to forcibly pick up his Intermediate King's Soldier. This is so crazy that no one would believe it.

Suddenly, Zhao Mingguang got confused, and the rhythm of the double hook was disrupted. Han Yu seized his flaws and used both his fists and feet. In a flash, Zhao Mingguang was hit by Han Yu three times.

He was kicked in his left leg, his bones were about to be cracked, and he was punched in the abdomen. The body was turned upside down, and his right chest was touched. A blood hole appeared and blood flowed across.

Zhao Mingguang's face turned pale as paper, and the double hooks turned frantically. After pushing back Han Yu, he turned his head decisively and ran, desperately rushing towards the golden double mace.

Han Yu followed closely, like a gangrene attached to bones.

Although Zhao Mingchen didn't have the heart to fight for the golden double mace, he kept following behind. The combat power displayed by Han Yu shocked him.

"Unexpectedly, there are such characters in the Stealing Mountains. It is worthy of being a place to compete with the ancient forces." Zhao Mingchen sighed secretly.

"boom……"

Han Yu played another fire dragon dancing in the sky. Zhao Mingguang's double hook was shaken off, vomiting blood in his mouth and extensive burns in his chest. This time against Han Yu, he was defeated.

"what!"

Zhao Mingguang didn't dare to roar, and Han Yu was lazy to reason, and flew towards the golden double mace at the fastest speed.

On the other side, the battle between Xiao Gutou and Zhao Mingxi is in full swing, and neither can do anything between them for a while, but from the perspective of momentum, Zhao Mingxi is actually slightly better.

"Mingguang, stop it!" Zhao Mingchen flew to the side of Zhao Mingguang to persuade him.

Zhao Mingguang roared angrily: "Brother, you don't need to help me, you still want me to stop?"

Zhao Mingguang showed a crazy look on his face, spurring the double hook with all his strength, and hitting Han Yu from a distance, launching the strongest long-range blow.

Han Yu was forced to dodge, and collided twice with Double Hook.

"Roar……"

At this moment, a roar shook the sky, and saw a huge leopard rushing from the periphery like lightning. The violent air of the whole body was breathtaking. It is Zhao Mingguang's mount, Lightning Dragon Leopard.

"kill!"

Zhao Mingguang pointed at Han Yu with a burst of shouts, and Lightning Dragon Leopard rushed towards Han Yu furiously.

The demon beast of the seventh-order demon king level, its aura is terrifying.

Han Yu's body was filled with monstrous murderous intent, and Zhao Mingguang's actions had already touched his murderous intent.

"Hahaha... Han Yu, let me see how you deal with my mount!" Zhao Mingguang laughed and rushed to the golden double mace.

"Bang!" Han Yu rushed towards the Lightning Dragon Leopard like a cannonball, hitting his forehead with a fist, Han Yu was shocked and flew back, Lightning Dragon Leopard let out a heart-piercing roar above his forehead. A crack actually appeared.

Zhao Mingchen was stunned. The monster is famous for its physical strength, and Han Yu smashed the lightning dragon leopard's forehead with one punch, which was incredible.

Although Han Yu's lethality was amazing, he also suffered a lot of bruises. The bones of the four fingers of his right hand were all broken, his arm was numb, and he instantly lost his combat power.

The Lightning Dragon Leopard's forehead was not only stiff, but the force it hit just now was unparalleled.

"Kill him!" From the depths of the universe, Zhao Mingguang's low and solemn voice came.

The Lightning Dragon Leopard roared, became even more violent, and rushed towards Han Yu again.

Han Yu's eyes froze, Broken Sword quietly appeared in his left hand, spurred with all his strength, and slashed with a sword.

Suddenly, a sense of solemnity shocked the world, as strong as Zhao Mingchen, and felt a shock in my heart.

"Huh!"

The cyan sword light was cut down, and there was a great momentum to break the ground.

"Brother Han is merciful!" Zhao Mingchen shouted hurriedly, but it was too late.

Under the broken sword, the lightning dragon leopard of the seventh-order Demon King level also appeared vulnerable, being split into two by the terrifying sword light, cut off the spot, and blood spilled into the void.

"Ah..." From the depths of the universe, Zhao Mingguang screamed: "My surname is Han, I, Zhao Mingguang, will not break your corpse. I promise not to be a man!"

"Hmph, wait for the next life!" Han Yu turned around, urging Broken Sword, preparing to give Zhao Mingguang a fatal blow.

Zhao Mingchen's heart was beating wildly. If Han Yu were to launch this long-range attack, Zhao Mingguang would be in danger.

"Brother Han stop!"

Zhao Mingchen raised his hand and blasted out, and suddenly countless world and earth marks flashed in the sky above Han Yu, and a huge energy palm was formed instantly, patted Han Yu overwhelmingly.

Zhao Mingchen is too much stronger than Zhao Mingguang, and he will destroy the world with random shots.

Han Yu had to give up killing Zhao Mingguang and pierced with a sword against the sky. The sharp sword light directly pierced the palm of his hand. As soon as the broken sword moved, the palm print was cut in half, and Han Yu took advantage of the situation and slashed Zhao Mingchen with a sword.

"Huh..."

The dozens of feet long Jianmang brushed past Zhao Mingchen, and the terrifying aura shattered all of Zhao Mingchen's clothes. This is also Zhao Mingchen, if he is replaced by Zhao Mingguang or Zhao Mingxi, I am afraid that Han Yu has already been cut by the sword.

"Brother Han, calm down!" Zhao Mingchen frowned, and the broken sword in Han Yu's hand was so terrible that even he felt threatened.

"Hmph, you members of the Zhao family are really unbelieving people!" Han Yu interrupted the sword and cut, and in a blink of an eye there were thirteen moves to block Zhao Mingchen's retreat.

Zhao Mingguang and Zhao Mingxi's rebellion has made Han Yu annoyed, and now Zhao Mingchen has stepped in again, and it has completely wiped out Han Yu's little affection for the Zhao family.

Zhao Mingchen's heart is bitter. If he doesn't make a move, Zhao Mingguang will definitely die. So far, it is futile to say anything.

Zhao Mingchen evaded the Seven Swords with an extremely fast stance, and the last six swords were really inevitable. Six palms shot out one after another, blocking the last six sword energy.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and Zhao Mingchen was really hard to deal with.