Chapter 1172: Promise Son

Chapter 1172
The Promise Saint Child directly used coercion to attack and kill. His coercive attack was not a normal coercive attack, like the horror of a giant beast coming out of its cage, and did not give Han Yu any room to dodge. He wanted a Kill Han Yu.
Han Yu snorted coldly, Promise Saint Child looked down on him too much.
His coercion continued to gush out, forming a huge solid coercive barrier in front of him.
"boom!"
The coercive attack of the Promise Saint Child hit Han Yu's coercive barrier like a flood, making a terrifying loud noise. Pang Xuan, who was already injured, was directly shocked to vomit blood, and Zhao Mingguang was also shocked to fall back.
"clatter!"
Han Yu took a step back with his left foot, his muscles tightened and his face flushed.
The coercive attack of the Promise Saint Child was so powerful that Han Yu almost couldn't resist it.
Wu Ji Shengzi raised his brows, but he didn't expect that he could not kill Han Yu.
"Boom!"
Wuji Shengzi raised his right hand and covered Han Yu with a palm.
In the palm of his hand, it seemed to instantly transform into the universe, and the hurricane roared, forming a terrifying mist vortex, which seemed to be able to swallow everything.
A powerful aura radiated from his palm, giving Han Yu a feeling like ten thousand mountains pressed against the top.
"It's worthy of being a leader of the younger generation!" Han Yu sighed secretly. Although the Promise Saint Son has the same cultivation skills as Li Yangzhou and Liu Pengcheng, his level of terror is probably ten times better than Li Yangzhou and Liu Pengcheng.
Between raising his hands, he was domineering and invincible.
This is just a simple palm, but it contains the invincible belief of the Promise Saint Son, and anything can be wiped out by him.
This is his self-confidence, but also a kind of contempt for Han Yu.
Han Yu raised his fist and bombarded the palm with a punch.
The Son of Promise didn't use magical powers, and neither did Han Yu. This is Han Yu's pride, the younger generation, he is no weaker than anyone.
Han Yu's fist, in the course of his actions, actually rubbed against the void, forming a terrifying flame, like a star falling from nine days. With an invincible momentum, it is not weaker than the palm of the Promise Saint Child.
Everyone looked at Han Yu, and the eyes of the masked woman became brighter and brighter. She can see from the momentum of Han Yu's punch that Han Yu is infinitely powerful. Quite surprised.
"boom!"
The fists and palms slammed together, like a comet hitting the earth, making a terrifying loud noise, forming an incomparable wind blade and spreading out.
Zhao Mingchen stepped forward and stood in front of Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang. The aftermath of the battle between the two could hurt them.
Behind the Promise Saint Child, a barrier was also formed, blocking the wind blade from hurting Pang Xuan and Lu Chenhao.
After the blow, the two groaned one after another, and went backwards.
The Promise Shengzi stepped back seven steps, and his right foot stepped heavily on the ground, causing the palace to tremble and stop.
Han Yu only took five steps backwards.
"This……"
No one present is not surprised.
In addition to shock, Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Mingguang are more decadent. Han Yu was able to clash with the Wuji Saint Son, and had the upper hand, and the impact on them was too great.
Promise Saint Child's eyes narrowed slightly, Han Yu's strength was beyond his expectations, but even though he suffered a dark loss this time, he didn't feel ashamed.
He firmly believes that he is invincible. Han Yu now has a slight advantage, only occasionally.
Pang Xuan's expression became horrified. If the Promise Saint Child couldn't stop Han Yu, wouldn't she and Lu Chenhao have a dead end.
"It deserves to be a character who can defeat Qin Yin, with some means." The Promise Saint said, his expression still incomparably proud.
"Are you going to stop me?" Han Yu's face was deep, determined not to move.
"Joke, the power of the physical body is a little tougher, do you really think you have the ability to pass me?" Wuji Shengzi sneered.
"Then you can try!" Han Yu stepped forward again.
The Son of Promise is proud and Han Yu is strong.
However, whether it was the masked woman or Yu Qianshuang in the Linglong treasure car, after a short surprise, they all recovered indifferent. Their thoughts are the same as those of the Promise Son. Although physical strength is an advantage, it is not the key to victory.
On the contrary, Zhao Mingchen attaches great importance to Han Yu in his heart.
"Huh!"
The Promise Shengzi raised his hand again, and blasted Han Yu with another palm. However, this palm has displayed magical powers.
Suddenly, countless marks of heaven and earth flickered, and the gods communicated with them.
A huge energy palm print suddenly formed, the color of pitch black, covered with countless lines, it looked like it was made of countless boulders.
Exuding a deep and depressed breath, it seemed that what was suppressed was not a palm, but a giant city from ancient times.
Han Yu stroked his hands, a fire dragon appeared, roared and shook for nine days, and hit the huge energy palmprint against the sky.
The two great supernatural powers both burst into pieces, and the storm formed was even more terrifying.
Han Yu was so shocked that he flew out a hundred feet away before landing on the ground, but the Wuji Shengzi stood motionless.
The masked woman turned her gaze to Shitai, losing interest in Han Yu.
She expressed a lot in this trivial gesture. Although Han Yu is not weak, he is no longer qualified to stand with them.
Suddenly, the masked woman acted on the ancient books on the stone platform.
Seeing that she was about to catch the ancient books on the stone platform, Linglong Treasure car hit, and Yu Qianshuang also started.
"Boom!"
The masked woman slapped her hand heavily on the Linglong car, and both her and Linglong car were shaken away.
Although Yu Qianshuang was sitting in the treasure car, but did not urge Linglong treasure car to exert the strongest combat power of Linglong treasure car, but regarded Linglong treasure car as a very ordinary weapon.
She also has her pride, and her peers do not bother to use external forces.
At the moment when the two separated, Zhao Mingchen acted, turned into a stream of light, and grabbed the ancient book at a speed that could not cover his ears.
Just between his hand and the ancient book, a sword light flashed, forcing him to withdraw his hand and dodge to avoid.
The white sword on the back of Wuji Shengzi rushed out, entangled Zhao Mingchen as if there was life, and he jumped onto the stone platform to seize the ancient books.
At this moment, Han Yu also shot. Han Yu's goal is not ancient books, but Pang Xuan.
"Holy Son, save me!"
Pang Xuan was so scared that her liver and gallbladder were splitting, and she yelled in panic.
"Chang!"
The black sword on the back of the Promise Saint Child broke out of its sheath and took Han Yu's head straight. Han Yu showed his broken fist and slammed the black sword with a heavy blow, knocking the sword upside down and flying back. He rushed towards Pang Xuan like an arrow from the string.
"Humph!"
The Promise Sage snorted heavily, abandoning the ancient books decisively, and turned around to intercept Han Yu.
Zhao Mingchen seized the opportunity to retreat the white sword of the Promise Son, and jumped onto the stone platform. Suddenly, the masked woman and Linglong Treasure Car came together to kill him, forcing him to dodge and avoid again.
Suddenly, a terrifying melee was staged in the fifth palace.