"Boy, I can't believe that I actually made a mistake." Leng Qianqiu's face was covered with frost, making Han Yu feel a chill from beginning to end.
"In front of me, you can still hold back, and your speed really scares me. Even a master of the Supreme Realm, his speed is only at your level."
"There are not many masters in the Supreme Realm who can make me suffer such a big loss. I have to say that you are the most talented disciple I have ever seen, bar none, so..."
Having said these words, Leng Qianqiu had already arrived in front of Han Yu. He was face to face and looked at Han Yu condescendingly: "I am more and more sure that you are a murderer. Since you have reservations about your speed, what do you mean?
Maybe there are other means to hold back, but this time, I will not hold back any more, if you don't show your strength, you will die!"
As soon as the word "death" came out, Leng Qianqiu moved his shoulders and suddenly struck Han Yu with a palm.
He still had such a simple palm, but his strength was several times greater than before. For Han Yu, it simply had the power to destroy the world.
Under that kind of pressure, he couldn't even use Xiaoyaoyou, because even if he did, he would be suppressed to the greatest extent, and he couldn't avoid the attack range of that palm.
At this moment, Han Yu tried his best. He gritted his teeth and used the Sky-Splitting Collapse Palm directly. For the first time in his life, he used eighteen levels of Collapse Force.
When Han Yu entered the ninth level of Taichu, he was finally able to use all the power of the Sky-Splitting Palm.
Not only that, but in Han Yu's eyes, fiery red flames also ignited again.
The Eighteen Levels of Collapse Strength of the Sky-Splitting Palm, coupled with the power of the Lotus Platform, is the strongest blow that Han Yu can deliver at the moment.
Although the nameless boxing technique is exquisite, it is not like the Sky-Splitting Palm, which can exert huge potential several times higher than usual. It is enough to deal with ordinary masters, but if it is used to fight against an enemy who is far stronger than oneself, it is still
You have to use Sky Splitting Palm.
In Leng Qianqiu's impression, Han Yu's strongest martial arts skill was obviously that weird and complicated boxing technique. Although this set of palm skills was exquisite, it was much worse than that boxing technique.
Leng Qianqiu couldn't help but feel surprised when she saw that Han Yu had abandoned his strongest boxing technique and instead used a less powerful palm technique.
But soon, Leng Qianqiu understood why Han Yu did what he did, because at the moment when his palms met, Leng Qianqiu truly felt the huge power of the opponent's palm, which was also a level that Taichu realm cultivators could not achieve.
.
That palm has reached the level of a Taishang Realm master! Although this palm is much worse than the average Taishang Realm master, it is indeed at the level of a Taishang Realm master!
Leng Qianqiu's eyes once again revealed a look of horror.
If Han Yu was able to reach the Taishang Realm level of speed before, he was extremely shocked. Now, Han Yu's attack that also reached the Taishang Realm level shocked him.
What kind of freak is this kid!
While his mind was shaking, Han Yu's Sky-Splitting Palm had already hit Leng Qianqiu's palm hard. Needless to say, Han Yu was naturally knocked away by Leng Qianqiu's palm and flew away with blood spurting out.
But as soon as Han Yu landed on the ground, he immediately straightened up like a carp and stood up again, standing still on the ground like a pine tree, his eyes fixed on Leng Qianqiu.
Although he was seriously injured, Han Yu did not lose his combat effectiveness at all.
Leng Qianqiu was amazed again. This boy from the ninth grade of Taichu was indeed too evil. If someone had told him that a ninth-grade Taichu warrior could take his palm before meeting Han Yu, he would have thought that person was
Crazy or a joke.
But now, he finally saw that there really were such perverted martial cultivators in this world.
"Very good, I think you can still take a few more of my palms." Leng Qianqiu snorted coldly and struck Han Yu with another palm. The power of this palm was a little greater.
Han Yu was blown away again, but he still stood up firmly, and his eyes became more determined.
"Leng Qianqiu, if I don't die today, I will kill you tomorrow." Han Yu said these words in a sonorous voice to Leng Qianqiu.
For some reason, Leng Qianqiu suddenly felt restless in his heart. This ant-like guy actually made his mind a little unstable.
Soon Leng Qianqiu became irritated and angry. It was unreasonable that a mere ant could affect him!
Originally, when Leng Qianqiu saw that Han Yu still had some reservations about his strength, he had already decided not to use the God Searching Technique for the time being and continued to increase his attack power to force out all Han Yu's hidden methods.
After all, the God-Searching Technique was too harmful to himself, and he was unwilling to do it unless it was absolutely necessary.
But until now, Leng Qianqiu has increased his attack power one after another, but that kid has actually attacked hard. Apart from the palm technique that he has already used, Leng Qianqiu has no other hidden strength.
None of them were forced out.
Leng Qianqiu became impatient. He had already wasted a lot of time and could not waste any more time. Otherwise, he would not be able to use the God-Searching Technique once the Taishang Realm disciples from the Dongtian Sect arrived.
At this moment, Leng Qianqiu immediately decided to use the God-Searching Technique on Han Yu without any further delay.
His body swayed, and for just an instant, Leng Qianqiu seemed to appear out of nowhere, appearing in front of Han Yu like a ghost. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Yu.
Han Yu suddenly felt as if his body was trapped by the indestructible steel. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free at all. He could only watch Leng Qianqiu attack him.
"The God-Searching Technique!"
Leng Qianqiu let out a low drink, then thrust his right index finger between his eyebrows and pointed it outward, and a stream of spiritual consciousness was immediately drawn out by him.
Then Leng Qianqiu formed a complex and difficult-to-understand seal with one hand, and pointed his finger at Han Yu's eyebrows.
"ah!"
Han Yu immediately let out a scream. He felt as if his head had exploded, and a stream of consciousness was forcibly breaking into his sea of consciousness.
"Search God Dafa, search it for me!"
Leng Qianqiu gritted his teeth and shouted. Even though Han Yu felt in pain, Leng Qianqiu was also uncomfortable.
The God-Souching Technique was originally not something that Taishang Realm disciples could perform, so if he was forced to perform it, Leng Qianqiu was also suffering from huge backlash.
"No!" Han Yu clenched his teeth and resisted the invasion of the spiritual consciousness. "Even if you are a strong man in the Supreme Realm, you can't make me surrender! No one can!"