Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 2033: Upgraded Version

"I see how long you can hold on, kill!"

Yuan Hao was furious, and at the same time urged seven sword auras to kill Han Yu together. These seven sword auras have the power to kill the six masters of Wu Sheng's late stage wall transformation.

"Boom boom boom..."

Han Yu moved his fists in rounds and shattered the seven sword qi in the same way as before.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Han Yu's boxing power has reached its extreme.

"Come again!"

Han Yu was full of energy, his eyes burning.

"kill!"

Yuan Hao shouted angrily, and another sword aura attacked.

"Boom boom boom..."

The Jian Qi was shattered by Han Yu again.

"The power of thunder and lightning on this child is already extremely weak, and Haotian Sword Art, as long as the stars are not destroyed, the sword will never stop, and he will undoubtedly lose!"

"He can at most resist Yuan Hao launching another attack, and Yuan Hao's attack can be endless!"

The master of Shen Ting laughed and seemed to have seen the tragic situation of Han Yu's defeat.

"Whhhhhh..."

Naturally, Yuan Hao also saw that Han Yu was unable to succeed, and he did not give Han Yu a chance to breathe, launching another attack like lightning.

This time, Han Yu barely blocked the Qi Dao Jian Qi, his body was shaken and flew backwards, his fists were shattered, and blood flew across.

The most important thing is that the power grid on Han Yu's body has disappeared, which shows that his power of thunder has been exhausted!

All members of the Baili family stood up and watched the ring nervously. Is the competition coming to an end?

"It's over!"

Yuan Hao shook the sword fiercely, and another seven terrifying sword auras rushed out, smashing the void to kill Han Yu.

Everyone's hearts suddenly tightened.

And Han Yu didn't seem to see the seven sword auras coming from howling, but lowered his head and looked at his hands. The light on the hand flickered, and the cracked place was healing quickly.

"It's just the Tianlei Ba Fist that urges the power of the sky thunder. It is already good to have such power, but this is not the ultimate form of the Tianlei Ba Fist!"

The corner of Han Yu's mouth quietly raised, revealing a smile.

This smile, from the eyes of the people off the court, was so weird.

Han Yu suddenly raised his head, two terrifying beams shot out from his eyes, and shot directly at Yuan Hao's face through the seven sword lights that came from howling.

"Let you see, the real power of Tianlei Baquan!"

Han Yu's body shook, and the "Tai Jing" and "Tai Shang Zhen Jing" ran wildly at the same time, and suddenly two forces rushed out of his body and gathered towards both fists.

"What? That domineering style is not the strongest yet, so how strong can the strongest power be?"

"Is he grandiose, or is he really?"

Many people were stunned. Even Yuan Hao's eyes jumped, staring at Han Yu.

"boom!"

Han Yu's body, like a volcanic eruption, burst out with two terrible breaths.

A breath, demon nature, like a peerless great demon coming to the world; a breath full of terrible destructive power, like a thunder **** awakening.

Black gas and purple lightning fluttered on Han Yu's body.

The black gas seems to have the power to swallow all things in the world, crushing the eternal blue sky, and the purple thunder and lightning has the power to destroy everything.

"Tian Lei Ba Fist, broken!"

Han Yu blasted out with a punch, and the void in front was blasted to pieces, and the terrifying fist marks rose in response to the storm, and at the same time smashed on the seven swords.

"Boom!"

The seven sword qi collapsed together, breaking the sky.

With just one punch, Han Yu shattered seven sword qi, cracking Yuan Hao's mortal blow.

"How is it possible?" Yuan Hao's body shook sharply, and he couldn't believe it.

Seven swordsmanships kill at the same time, even if the master of Wu Sheng's late stage Huabi Seven Layers wants to resist, they have to waste a lot of effort, and Han Yu, this is too simple to deal with.

"How can it be impossible?" Han Yu sneered.

The Heavenly Thunder Tyrant Fist that he used before was spurred by the power of Heavenly Thunder, which is equivalent to stimulating by the power of the physical body; but the Heavenly Thunder Tyrant Fist that he is currently using uses the power of Heaven-swallowing Devil Qi and Heavenly Thunder. It is equivalent to the combination of martial arts cultivation and physical strength.

Is it comparable when it is only driven by a single force?

Even if the level of this supernatural power is only equivalent to the mid-level supernatural power of the sky, it is not as good as the Haotian Sword Art, but when the two powers are activated at the same time, its power is unimaginable.

Looking at the world, only Han Yu can possess two powers, and the two powers can also be used to activate a magical power.

"If you only have this ability, then die!"

Han Yu's expression was solemn, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, changing from the laziness before.

"Huh!"

As soon as his body moved, Han Yu turned into a streamer and rushed towards Yuan Hao.

"How powerful is your boxing technique? After all, there is a time limit to display, and my Haotian Sword Art can be used endlessly to kill!"

Yuan Hao kept shaking his sword, killing Han Yu one after another with sword aura. Soon, between him and Han Yu, there were dozens of sword auras between him, so that the masters of Wu Sheng's late stage wall-changing seven layers could see a scalp. hemp.

With such a terrifying attack, who can break through and rush to Yuan Hao, interrupt Yuan Hao to continue to use the Haotian Sword Art?

Unable to interrupt, the Haotian Sword Art is endless, who can persist? Yuan Hao's life and consumption will be consumed to death!

However, the next scene made countless people dumbfounded.

Han Yu is like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, with black pistols and purple thunder and lightning hanging on his body, like a combination of Demon God and Thor, bathing in sword aura, no matter how much sword aura he comes in, he will smash with a punch.

"Boom boom boom..."

Han Yu moved forward with his sword energy, and the distance with Yuan Hao kept getting closer.

One hundred thousand feet, fifty thousand feet, thirty thousand feet... six thousand feet...

Yuan Hao's swordsmanship is endless and endless, but Han Yu's boxing skills are still domineering, and there is no weakening momentum.

"The Haotian Sword Art uses the power of hundreds of millions of stars to allow Yuan Hao to launch endless attacks and kills? How can he persist for such a long time entirely on his own strength?"

Everyone was stunned.

Han Yu's toughness is enough to make everyone called a pervert, but this endurance is also against the sky.

How can a person who is both strong, endurance and terrible overcome?

Even the people in Shenting who were full of confidence in Yuanhao began to feel a little worried, and kept asking themselves: "How can the Baili family cultivate such a freak? How can there be such a pervert in this world?"

When Han Yu was five hundred feet away from Yuanhao, the members of the Baili family, Shuixian'er and others, could not help cheering.

Although the Haotian Sword Art is still launching endless attacks and killings, everyone has already seen that the Haotian Sword Art is about to be destroyed.

"Under the same realm, no one has broken Yuan Hao's Haotian Sword Art!" the master of the God Court sighed.

"I am far inferior to him!" Baili Tu Shen secretly sighed, and he had secretly admired Han Yu in his heart. In the past, he was defeated by Yuan Hao's Haotian Sword Art.

At that time, he only persisted for half an hour before losing.

Compared with Han Yu, it is simply not the same.

"Boom!"

Yuan Hao held the sword in both hands and slashed down.