Chapter 179 Qinglian Sword Art

This person is none other than Ling Yunzong Yang Yan, who actually chased him here, Han Yu knew his intentions without thinking, and without hesitation, he drove Chasing Cloud Crane to fly in the direction of the Blood Fiend Forest.

The corners of Yang Yan's mouth curled up slightly. Han Yu's mount was only at the level of a ninth-order primordial beast, while his mount was at the level of a third-order mysterious beast. The speed was not of the same order at all, and he followed Han Yu leisurely.

Soon, he arrived outside the Blood Fiend Forest, and Han Yu landed directly, followed by Yang Yan. Han Yu jumped on the ground, turned around and looked at Yang Yan meaningfully.

"Why don't you run away?" Yang Yan sneered again and again, and jumped on the ground to signal the Storm Eagle to leave, not taking Han Yu to heart at all.

"You found this place from Xuanyue City, are you here to repay your kindness?" Han Yu's tone was sarcasm. He could be regarded as kind to Yang Yan, but Yang Yan repayed his kindness with revenge. Han Yu hated this kind of person the most.

"Huh, you're quick to talk!" Yang Yan's face became gloomy, and he said, "Han Yu, if you are sensible, hand over the treasure you got in the ancient tomb, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"I'd like to see how cruel you are!" Han Yu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and a white light suddenly flashed under his feet, turning into countless afterimages, and swooped towards Yang Yan. The Canglong Jue was running quickly, and the vitality flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians like a big river, rushing to the arm, and then Han Yu bombarded Yang Yan's chest with a punch.

"boom!"

The strong wind from Han Yu's fist hit Yang Yan like a flood, making Yang Yan's clothes rattle. However, Yang Yan curled his lips in disdain, raised his palm, and greeted him with a palm.

"Boom!"

The moment fists and palms collided, it was like two turbulent rivers colliding. The vitality of the two people intertwined and turned into terrifying waves that scattered. Every plant and tree within a radius of 20 feet was instantly twisted into pieces. smash.

"Deng Deng stare..."

The two of them backed up at the same time. Yang Yan's eyes were full of astonishment. He is a master of the ninth level of Lingwu. Wu Liuzhong's people were shocked to death, but Han Yu fought him on a par, which is unbelievable.

"No wonder you dare to stop, it turns out you have some ability!" Yang Yan's arm trembled, and the numb feeling disappeared without a trace.

"Hmph, this is just an appetizer!" Han Yu swooped in again. Although his arm was numb from the blow just now, his momentum must not be weak.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

Han Yu made seven moves in a blink of an eye, and the seven moves blocked Yang Yan's seven vital points. Whether it was the speed or the position of his shots, they could be said to be perfect. Yu's attack.

Soon, the two exchanged more than 30 moves, using both fists and feet, the moves were fatal. Han Yu possesses the power of the soul and has a keen sense of perception; while Yang Yan has rich combat experience and sharp vision.

As a result, over thirty moves in the fight, none of them caught the opponent's flaws. The moves that can be avoided are avoided, and the ones that can't be taken are head-to-head.

"This sub-district third level of Lingwu can fight me for such a long time, what a monster!" In Yang Yan's eyes, killing everything is better, and he knows better than anyone else the consequences of cutting grass and not eradicating roots.

"Boom!"

Another head-on encounter, the two separated again.

"Heavenly Demon Palm!"

Yang Yan yelled loudly, and a terrifying whirlwind suddenly blew up all over his body. The aura in all directions was summoned by him, and the vitality in his body also gathered fiercely towards his right hand. It didn't take long for Yang Yan's palm to be covered with a thick layer. Black energy shield, the entire palm looks like iron, indestructible. After catching up with Han Yu, he struck out with three palms.

"Thunder Illusion Palm!"

Han Yu also mobilized the aura of heaven and earth around him for his own use, a layer of lightning power floated on the palm of his hand, and the purple electric snake swam away, causing a zizzing sound in the void.

"Boom boom boom..."

Han Yu sent out seven palms together, with heavy palm shadows, and met Yang Yan's three palms. With the last palm contact, the power of lightning on Han Yu's palm was shaken away, and a strong force rushed to his arm, and his arm was instantly numb , and at the same time stomped and stared back more than ten steps.

"A mere third-level martial skill wants to deal with my fourth-level martial skill, too much!" Yang Yan's figure flashed, and he slapped him again.

"The Great Way Azure Dragon Slash!"

Han Yu merged his hands and pointed directly at the blue sky. A blue panlong sword was formed in an instant. Han Yu held the handle of the knife with one hand and slashed down directly. Having reached the third level of Lingwu, he can already use the Dao Qinglong Slash directly as a weapon.

"Shua!"

With one slash, a terrifying air wave cut a deep gully on the ground between the two. Yang Yan didn't care, and used the palm of Heavenly Demon to force Han Yu's blue sword.

The two exchanged frantically, and after seven moves, the blue sword in Han Yu's hand exploded with a bang, and Yang Yan's Heavenly Demon Palm was also dispelled by Han Yu.

After Yang Yan paused, he cast the Heavenly Demon Palm again.

Without saying a word, Han Yu turned around and ran away decisively. When he ran more than ten steps, he suddenly turned his head and let out a loud dragon chant.

"Roar!"

The terrifying sound waves directly lifted a thick layer from the ground. Yang Yan snorted and flew upside down. It can be seen that the clothes on his body were torn apart by the terrifying sound waves, and his face became extremely pale.

"It's all right?" Han Yu's face became serious. When he was at the eighth level of Xuanwu, he used the Nine Heavens Dragon Chanting Technique to shock the killer of the fifth level of Lingwu. The cultivation base between the two was also separated by six levels. Unexpectedly Today, he was also six levels away from Yang Yan, but he didn't kill Yang Yan.

Without hesitation, Han Yu performed Dao Qinglong Zhan again, holding a big knife in his hand, and killed him. Yang Yan was suddenly attacked by Han Yu's sonic attack. Although he was not seriously injured, he was also affected a lot. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Han Yu.

Han Yu swung seven knives quickly, and all seven knives touched Yang Yan's body, leaving a bloody wound.

"drink!"

Yang Yan let out a roar, and a dazzling white light emanated from the dantian point, and an energy bubble quickly enlarged, protecting him inside.

Han Yu swung the Dao Qinglong Slash, thirteen times in a row, but failed to shatter Yang Yan's shield.

"It's up to me now!" After a period of rest, Yang Yan's head was fully awake. He grasped his right hand into the void, and soon condensed a sword with a cold light. Han Yu strikes.

"Qinglian Sword Art!"

Yang Yan slashed down with his sword, but turned into nine sword shadows, and each sword shadow pointed out a sword flower, which was like a lotus flower carved from fine jade, spinning and rushing towards Han Yu. Every sword flower crossed the void, making a piercing sound of piercing gold and cracking stones, so that the surrounding mountains, rocks, plants and trees exploded directly, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Fifth-level martial skill!" Han Yu's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he could tell the level of this martial skill from the power emanating from the Qinglian Sword Art.