Chapter 179: Qinglian Sword Art

Chapter 179 Green Lotus Sword Art
This person is not someone else, it is Yang Yan of Lingyunzong, he actually chased here, Han Yu didn't need to think about his intentions, and without hesitation, he drove Chasing Yunhe to fly in the direction of the Blood Fiend Forest.
The corner of Yang Yan's mouth was slightly cocked, Han Yu's mount was not at the level of the ninth-order elementary beast, and his mount was at the level of the third-order profound beast, and the speed was not at all an order of magnitude, so he followed Han Yu unhurriedly.
Soon, he came outside the Blood Fiend Forest, and Han Yu landed directly, followed by Yang Yan. Han Yu jumped on the ground and turned around to look at Yang Yan meaningfully.
"Why didn't you run away?" Yang Yan sneered again and again, and jumped on the ground to signal Gale Eagle to leave, not taking Han Yu at all.
"Did you find here from Xuanyue City to repay your favor?" Han Yu's tone was ironic. He was kind to Yang Yan, but Yang Yan was kind to retaliate. This kind of person Han Yu hates most.
"Hmph, fast!" Yang Yan's face turned gloomy, and said, "Han Yu, if you know you, hand over the treasures you got in the ancient tomb, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"I want to see, how cruel and cruel you are!" Han Yu's eyes flashed with monstrous killing intent, a white light flashed under his feet, countless afterimages, and he swooped down towards Yang Yan. The Canglong Jue swiftly revolved, and the vitality was like a river flowing through the eight channels of the odd meridian, rushing to the arm, and then Han Yu bombarded Yang Yan's chest with a punch.
"boom!"
The strong wind on Han Yu's fist hit Yang Yan like a flood, blowing Yang Yan's clothes into a hunting noise. However, Yang Yan curled his mouth in disdain, raised his palm, and greeted him with a palm.
"Boom!"
The moment the fist and the palm struck each other, it was as if two turbulent rivers collided. The vitality of the two intertwined and turned into a terrifying wind and waves. The grass and trees within a radius of twenty feet were instantly twisted into Shattered.
"Ding Ding Xing..."
The two went backwards at the same time. Yang Yan's eyes were filled with a deep look of surprise. He is a master of Lingwu Nineth Layer. Although the palm just now only used 30% of the power, it was enough to control the general spirit. Wu Liuzhong's people were shaken to death, but Han Yu beat him up and down, which was incredible.
"No wonder you dare to stop, it turns out that you are a little capable!" Yang Yan's arm shook, and the numb feeling disappeared without a trace.
"Huh, this is just an appetizer!" Han Yu swooped down again. Although his arm was numb with the blow just now, his momentum must not be weak.
"Whhhhhh..."
In a blink of an eye, Han Yu attacked seven moves, which blocked Yang Yan's seven key points. Both the speed of shot and the position of shot can be said to be perfect. However, Yang Yan has a wealth of combat experience and accurately resolves Han every time. Yu's attack.
Soon, the two fought more than 30 moves, using both fists and feet, and the moves were deadly. Han Yu possesses the power of the soul and is sensitive; while Yang Yan has rich combat experience and a vicious vision.
As a result, there were more than 30 moves in the fight, none of them grasped the opponent's flaws, the moves that could dodge, and the moves that could not be taken were head-to-head.
"This sub-area, Lingwu Sanzhong, can fight with me for such a long time, it is really an enchanting!" In Yang Yan's eyes, killing all is better, he knows better than anyone the consequences of cutting the grass and not removing the roots.
"Boom!"
After another head-on, the two separated again.
"Devil's Palm!"
Yang Yan screamed, and a horrible whirlwind suddenly blew around his body. Aura from all directions was used for him. The vitality in his body also gathered fiercely towards his right hand. Before long, Yang Yan's palm was covered with a thick layer The black energy shield, the whole palm looks like iron, indestructible. After catching up with Han Yu, three palms shot out.
"Lei Magic Palm!"
Han Yu also mobilized the surrounding heaven and earth aura for his own use, a layer of thunder and lightning appeared on his palm, and the purple electric snake swam around, exploding into the void with a violent sound.
"Boom boom boom..."
Han Yu sent seven palms together, with heavy shadows, and met Yang Yan's three palms. With the last touch, the power of thunder and 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 the body stepped backwards more than ten steps.
"The mere third-order martial arts also wants to deal with my fourth-order martial arts, so I can't help it!" Yang Yan's figure flashed, and another palm hit.
"Dadao Qinglong Slash!"
Han Yu merged his hands and pointed directly at the blue sky. A mouthful of the blue dragon sword was formed in a flash. Han Yu held the handle of the knife with one hand and slashed directly. Having reached the third level of Lingwu, he can already use Dao Qinglong Slash as a weapon directly.
"Huh!"
With a slash, the terrifying air wave cut a deep gully on the ground between the two. Yang Yan didn't care, and smashed Han Yu's blue sword with the palm of the devil.
The two crazy handovers, after seven moves, the cyan sword in Han Yu's hand smashed to pieces, and Yang Yan's Devil's Palm was also resolved by Han Yu.
After Yang Yan had a rest, he used the palm of heaven again.
Han Yu turned around decisively and fled without saying a word. When he ran more than ten steps, he suddenly turned his head and roared a loud dragon chant.
"Roar!"
The terrifying sound waves directly lifted a thick layer of the ground. Yang Yan snorted and flew upside down. It could be seen that his clothes were torn apart by the terrifying sound waves, and his face became extremely pale.
"It's okay?" Han Yu's face became solemn. When in Xuanwu Eighth Layer, he used the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin Technique to shake the Lingwu Fifth Assassin. The cultivation base between the two was also six levels apart. Today, he was also six levels away from Yang Yan, but he did not kill Yang Yan.
Han Yu didn't hesitate, and once again displayed the Dao Qinglong Slash, holding a big sword in his hand, slayed. Yang Yan was suddenly attacked by Han Yu's sonic attack. Although he was not seriously injured, he was also greatly affected. It was a rare opportunity for Han Yu.
Han Yu quickly swung seven knives, and all the seven knives rubbed Yang Yan's body, leaving a wound.
"drink!"
Yang Yan let out a roar, and the location of Dantian acupoint emitted a dazzling white light, and an energy bubble quickly expanded, protecting him inside.
Han Yu waved the Great Dao Qinglong Slash, slashing thirteen times in succession, but did not cut Yang Yan's shield into pieces.
"It's time for me now!" After this period of rest, Yang Yan's head was fully awake, and he shook his right hand into the void, and soon a gleaming sword was condensed. When the shield was closed, the sword directed Han Yu hacked.
"Qinglian Sword Art!"
Yang Yan slashed with a sword, but nine sword shadows were formed. Each sword shadow spotted a sword flower. This sword flower was like a lotus flower carved from a fine jade, rotating towards Han Yu. Every sword flower pierced through the void, and it made a sound of breaking through the golden and cracking stones, so that the surrounding mountains, rocks, and plants exploded directly, making the scene very spectacular.
"Fifth rank martial skill!" Han Yu's eyes were slightly, and he distinguished the level of this martial skill from the power emanating from the Qinglian Sword Art.