Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 997

The two parties were fighting fiercely, and no outsider Han Yu was found.

The master of the Promise Hall was about to take a sword and flew comfortably, suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, and then he was shocked to find that the palm of his hand was chopped off from the wrist, and blood spewed out, giving out a heart-piercing tragedy. call.

An Yifei was also stunned. He had been appointed to wait for death, but he did not expect such a drastic reversal.

"Huh..."

A figure disappeared in a flash, and quietly appeared in front of An Yifei.

"Are you...Brother Han?" An Yifei exclaimed, eyes widening instantly.

At this time, Han Yu's outline became clearer than a year ago, and his eyes were sharper and more energetic. The whole person's temperament had also undergone earth-shaking changes, but An Yifei still recognized him at a glance.

"I'll solve him first." Han Yu smiled at An Yifei, turned around, and slashed at the man with a palm diagonally.

"Who are you? How dare to intervene in the affairs of my Promise Hall!" the man roared. But then, he was overwhelmed by the sound of terrifying applause. Although Han Yu shot out with one palm, it was as if several palms were bombarding the man at the same time. The man fell into the void like a meteorite, hitting the ground heavily, with only the air coming out, not air coming in.

An Yifei stared in a daze. He thought that he had come to Leiyin Holy Land and had been specially trained, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds. But after Han Yu's shot this time, it can be seen that there is still a big gap between him and Han Yu.

But soon An Yifei suppressed the fluctuations, and nothing seemed too shocking to Han Yu.

Even if Han Yu is standing in front of him with the cultivation base of King Wu's Triple Layer, An Yifei feels right. If Han Yu hasn't reached the third level of King Wu, he would be a little strange.

"Brother Han, it's nice to see you!" An Yifei's eyes were red with excitement, Han Yu was like a **** from the sky, pulling his life back from the gate of hell.

"Long time no see, you've made rapid progress!" Han Yu said.

When I saw An Yi Fei before, An Yi Fei was only Wu Zun First Heavy, but now he has reached the First Wu Wang First Heavy, and it is nothing to exaggerate.

"Compared with Brother Han, it's still a bit worse!" An Yifei was a little ashamed.

If calculated according to the cultivation base, he has indeed grown a lot, but in terms of age, his cultivation base at his age is nothing.

An Yifei's aptitude is not bad at all, just because it was not valued by Thunder Palace before, and his cultivation base was not high at the beginning. However, after entering Leiyin Holy Land, he received targeted training and immediately opened up his own potential, accumulating.

The sudden changes here caused the rest of the battlefield to stop unanimously, and the people in the Promise Hall and Leiyin Holy Land looked at Han Yu in surprise.

In the distance, An Ting's body was full of blood, not only the enemy's blood, but also his own blood. When he saw Han Yu, he was first taken aback, and then his pupils shrank, and there was a faint cold flash in his eyes.

"Swish swish..."

All the people from Leiyin Holy Land gathered here, plus An Yifei, there were still five people left at this time. On the side of the Promise Hall, after one person was killed by Han Yu, there were four remaining people who gathered together.

Most of the men and horses of the two sects were dead, when the body fell to the ground in various directions.

The people in Leiyin Holy Land, except An Ting gave Han Yu a cold look, the other three politely met Han Yu and thanked Han Yu for his help.

Han Yu's shot this time not only saved An Yifei, but also caused the battle Tianbian to lean towards the Leiyin Holy Land instantly, which was considered to have saved everyone's lives.

"Boy, who are you?" The leader of the Promise Palace looked at Han Yu coldly and asked with a murderous look. This person is a master of Wuwang's fourfold level, but his injuries are not light.

Han Yu ignored it.

"Why, the man can change his name and sit down without changing his surname, don't he even dare to report his name?" the man shouted angrily.

"Hmph, I disdain talking to the dead!"

After Han Yu finished speaking, he rushed to the past with a movement. From saving An Yifei, Han Yu was destined to kill him completely.

Feeling the fierce and powerful aura surging from Han Yu's body, the man's face changed slightly. He was not afraid of Han Yu, but now that Leiyin Holy Land has the upper hand, continuing the battle will be extremely detrimental to the Promise Hall.

"Withdraw!" The man gave Han Yu a vicious look and made a decisive choice.

"Whhhhhh..."

All the people in the Promise Hall turned around and hurried away.

"kill!"

An Yifei yelled and rushed out for the first time. When the people in Leiyin Holy Land saw this, they all started to pursue them.

Han Yu stretched out his ethereal steps with all his strength, catching up with the leading man, breaking his fist.

"Evil thief, my Promise Hall has no grievances and no enmity against you, why are you forced?" The man roared, his heart extremely angry. It had already firmly occupied the advantage, but he didn't realize that Cheng Yaojin came halfway. Not only did the advantage of the Promise Hall disappear instantly, but it also put their lives at risk.

His response was the sound of a sharp fist.

"Damn it, Wu Wang Sanzhong, don't think I'm afraid of you!" The man couldn't avoid it, turning around and shaking Han Yu hard.

When the two collided, the man realized that he had underestimated Han Yu's ability, but regretted it was too late. Han Yu's attack was like a storm, and soon the man was killed by Han Yu's fist.

Such a sharp killing made the people of the Promise Hall and Leiyin Sacred Land cool from head to toe. The leading man in Leiyin Holy Land opened his mouth and felt his throat dry.

He is also the fourth level of King Wu's cultivation base, which is equivalent to the cultivation base of the leader of the Wuji Hall, knowing how powerful the leader of the Wuji Hall is.

An Ting looked at Han Yu, his complexion became unusually ugly. He gritted his teeth and performed his terrifying killing technique again. The fierce beast appeared in a terrifying roar, and rushed over to tear up a master of the second division of Wu Wang. Shattered into pieces, the momentum is amazing. After killing one person forcefully, I felt better.

However, compared with Han Yuquan's master of killing King Wuquan, An Ting's attack was much less shocking. After all, An Ting was already the cultivation base of King Wuquan. Moreover, An Ting was seriously injured, forcibly using this magical power, he was met with a lot of backlash, and the blood could not stop overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

But the gaze that looked at Han Yu was still provocative.

Han Yu looked at the fierce Qiongqi, his eyes gleamed. The voice he heard before was this Qiongqi.

For the first time seeing An Ting display this supernatural power, Han Yu saw that this supernatural power was extraordinary, and it still seems to be the same now.

An Ting hurriedly received his supernatural powers, and his provocative expression became vigilant. Han Yu glanced at An Ting faintly, without saying anything. How could he not feel An Ting's hostility, but it is still difficult for An Ting to become Han Yu's opponent.

The other two battlefields soon ended, and all the people in the Promise Hall were killed.