Dragon Emperor of Wanyu

Chapter 27 27. Battle!
"Ant-like waste, dare to act wild in front of me?"

With his hands behind his back, Young Master Yang looked at the pale Ye Han with a trace of disdain and contempt on his face.

"However, you can be proud of not dying under my punch. Hand over Raging Flame Qinglian, and I will keep your whole body!"

"Otherwise, I'll let you die!"

The voice just fell.

Young Master Yang opened his eyes angrily, and the terrifying energy in his body gushed out like a tide.The overwhelming aura swept all around at this moment, setting off a gust of wind, and rushed towards Ye Han fiercely.

"Take your life in exchange!"

With a roar, Ye Han stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body flew up.

The power of the stars spread throughout the body in an instant.

The same aura surged out of Ye Han's body crazily, and instantly tore the gust of wind from Young Master Yang into pieces.However, at the same time.Ye Han flew up, and the spear in his hand flipped wildly.Twelve silver gun lights suddenly appeared in the dim mountain forest.

Every spear light is infused with the power of infinite stars.Where the gun light passed, towering ancient trees with a diameter of four to five meters were instantly stirred into flying fragments.

In an instant.

The gun light tore through the void, pointing directly at the vital acupoints all over Young Master Yang's body!

"The mayfly shakes the tree, struggling to the death!"

Facing the gun light that was cutting iron like mud and smashing gold and rocks, Young Master Yang sneered, but turned his hands up to meet the gun light with empty hands.

But see.

He clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed towards the gun without fear.

clang!clang!clang!clang……

The terrifying gun light was actually stopped by him with his bare hands!
"his hand?"

"No, he's not empty-handed..."

Ye Han's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes locked on Young Master Yang's fists.On the opponent's hand, was wearing a pair of transparent gloves that were almost invisible to the naked eye.To be able to harden the spear without breaking it, this glove should not be a mortal thing.

puff.

In the blink of an eye, all twelve spear lights were smashed to pieces by Young Master Yang.

The power of the shattered stars dissipated crazily.

The surrounding towering ancient trees were smashed into pieces.I only heard bursts of loud bangs resounding, and with Young Master Yang's body as the center, a vacuum ground of several hundred meters was swept out all around!
"If there is any other means, just take it out!"

Looking at Ye Han, Young Master Yang sneered.Suddenly, his right hand turned into an eagle claw.The surging energy in the body poured into the right palm one after another.A whistling sound resounded crazily, and the five fingers grabbed Ye Han's throat crazily like steel nails!
During the movement of the five fingers, even pieces of half-moon-shaped wind blades were brought up, overwhelming and sweeping towards the ground.

In a dangerous moment, how could Ye Han sit still and wait for death.

The power of the stars circulated and poured into the limbs and bones.

boom! ! !
A shot shakes, head-on.

Two huge forces bombarded together fiercely.

Ye Han only felt a force like an angry dragon pouring fiercely into his body along the fine steel spear.In an instant, he couldn't help backing back, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth again.His arms were numb and trembling, he raised his head and took a deep breath of cold air.

The escaping wind blade cut his body with deep wounds one after another!

"Six peaks!"

"So strong!"

"Am I really no match for him?"

Ye Han clenched his spear tightly, thinking to himself.

"Ye Han, do you know the power of the 'Rainstorm Pear Spear'?"

Suddenly, Fan Xuan's voice resounded.

"Twelve spear lights in one strike!"

"The offensive is extremely fast!"

"This is the biggest feature of 'Storm Pear Blossom Gun'!"

Although I don't know why Fanxuan would ask irrelevant words at this critical moment.But he knew that Fanxuan would not harm him, so he said hastily.

"Twelve spear lights in one blow are powerful, but they are scattered invisibly. If you concentrate the power of these twelve spear lights at one point, they will blast out in an instant. The power will be It is several times that of the 'Storm Pear Blossom Gun'!"

Fan Xuan's reminder made Ye Han hesitate slightly.

Yes!

Why didn't I think of this...

Immediately, Ye Han's originally dazed eyes became firm again.

"Haha, are you ready to die? Take my last blow - Prajna Mizong Fist!"

Young Master Yang, who also noticed Ye Han's change, suddenly roared, and shook his right fist wildly.In an instant, a gust of wind blew up in the silent mountain forest.The terrifying and terrifying killing intent charged at Ye Han with a huge wave of Yuan force.

In the void, the mighty energy from Young Master Yang's body, as if possessing self-awareness, is frantically consolidating and transforming.It even formed a huge blue fist, rushing towards his face like a crush.

call--

The wind howled, blowing Ye Han's long hair flying, and Yi Yin flying.

The knife-like wind cut through his body fiercely.He tore his clothes, leaving a series of cut marks of different shades on his body.Wherever the giant fist passed, the wind was as strong as thunder rushing.The rocks on the ground were peeled off inch by inch, and patches of ring-shaped dust spread in all directions.

This punch!
It's a power that can only be possessed by a top-ranked martial art of the Huang rank!

Gripping the fine steel spear tightly, looking at the giant fist coming towards his face, instead of feeling timid at all, Ye Han felt eager to try.

One shot forward.

The power of the vast stars exploded completely.

I see.

A torrent like a tide, as if shining through the Milky Way.The Milky Way passing by resplendently, countless dots of silver-white light, completely emerged.The torrent moved forward without a sound, and where it passed, the rocks collapsed, and pieces of towering ancient trees fell backwards, slamming on the huge fist that was rushing forward.

in a blink.

The two shocking forces came together crazily and made a shocking explosion.

In the same place, a golden light that was as dazzling as the scorching sun suddenly filled the air!
I see.

The fine steel spear in Ye Han's hand made a 'crack' sound amidst the explosion.Huge cracks spread wildly from the gun body, and it was completely shattered into pieces in an instant.However, that galaxy-like torrent shattered the giant fist.

puff!
The moment the giant fist shattered, Young Master Yang's complexion suddenly turned extremely pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, shooting out like an arrow from the string.The body lost its balance and hit four or five ancient trees one after another before barely stopping.

Obviously, under this blow, he received a powerful backlash!

bang——

However, Ye Han's body trembled, he flew upside down six or seven feet, and fell heavily to the ground.Likewise, his face was pale.

This blow.

It was a lose-lose!

"How is it possible, you broke my Prajna Mizong Fist!"

Young Master Yang coughed hastily, without caring to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Ye Han in disbelief.

"What trick did you use just now?"

Young Master Yang roared angrily.

"Why should I tell you?"

Ye Han was also in shock.

After Fanxuan's mention, he combined the twelve gun lights of the 'Storm Rain Pear Blossom Spear' into one blow, and he was able to unleash such terrifying power.

Just be afraid.

The lethality of this gun is comparable to that of Huang Jie's best skills!
"I have to admit, you are a genius!"

"But unfortunately, you still have to die!"

Young Master Yang grinned, and a murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Turning the sky!"

With a wave of his right hand, a golden light shot out impressively.

(End of this chapter)