Chapter 39 (1/2)

”Dragon boxing!”

Han Yu looks like a flying dragon. The sound of terrible dragon chanting breaks out in his fist and Dantian at the same time, which makes Yang Yi's potential disappear completely.

Yang Yi can't help but flash a little surprise in his eyes. He has long heard of Han Yu's metamorphosis. Now he sees it, and it's really extraordinary. However, the more tenacious Han Yu showed, the more murderous Yang Yi felt.

”Only second level martial arts dare to show ugliness, Dao mang Quan!”

On Yang Yi's fist, a cold and sharp knife awn twinkles, just like substantiation, a fist meets Han Yu's dragon shaped fist.

”Bang!”

Under one impact, the terrible air waves spread in all directions, and the plants within 10 meters were suddenly smashed into dust.

Han Yu stepped back seven steps to remove all his strength. Han Yu's arm would have been useless if he hadn't resisted most of his strength with this blow. Yang Yi, however, stood still.

If the power of a single round of martial arts, Dao mang Quan is definitely not as powerful as dragon shaped boxing. However, Yang Yi's accomplishments are too high. However, Yang Yi is still very surprised. They display the same level of martial arts skills, and he did not hurt Han Yu. This is absolutely incredible.

”Thunderclap!”

Han Yu dived out again, and this time he directly displayed the first form of the third-order skill of thunder thousand strikes. At that time, Han Yu's purple electric snake swam away, and the thunder roared on his palm, which was extremely shocking.

”I didn't expect that you would succeed in cultivating the martial arts skills that no one in the Han family has been able to practice for a hundred years. You really have some abilities, but they are still too young!”

”Holy light hand!”

Yang Yi's hands were poured with gold, emitting a dazzling golden light. The two men hit each other fiercely. This time, Han Yu still went back seven changes, and Yang Yi took three steps backward.

”Five levels of Xuanwu, it's nothing more than that!”

”Thunder magic palm!”

Han Yu used the second move of thunder thousand strike. Both its power and momentum were far beyond the thunder palm. Han Yu quickly used seven moves. Because the speed was too fast, it looked like one move, and seven palm prints appeared.

For a moment, the purple lightning swam away and the thunder roared.

”I didn't expect that the third level martial arts can have such power, but you still don't see enough!”

Yang Yi's palm suddenly turned black, sending out a terrible evil spirit. As soon as this breath appeared, bursts of Yin wind rose around him. The most terrible thing is that even if the thunder power of thunder magic palm can destroy all things, it is suppressed by this evil spirit.

”The big hand print of killing the devil!”

Yang Yi's breath suddenly soared. The oppression of Yang Yi's breath made Han Yu feel uncomfortable. A black handprint flew out of Yang Yi's hand and skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, it was as wide as five or six meters, and it was fiercely photographed to Han Yu.

”Fourth level martial arts skills!”

Han Yu's pupil shrinks, and the horrible smell from the big hand print of killing the devil is better than thunder magic palm. It is definitely a fourth level martial art.

”Hum, if you force me to display level Four martial arts skills, you will be proud even if you die!” Yang Yi sneered.

Han Yu's seven palms bombarded the big black handprint. To his surprise, he didn't smash the fingerprint, which made his arm numb. Han Yu used seven moves like lightning again.

”Boom, boom...”

Han Yu's fingerprints were shot more than ten times. However, when he shot the big black hand prints, he couldn't make them far away.