Han Yu nodded slightly at Lingtong Zhenren, he understood what Lingtong Zhenren meant, now his biggest reliance is the flesh, and the cultivation method of the flesh, in addition to the legendary demons, is only said to have a little connection with the demons.

There was just a circular spot in the crowd. Han Yu and the Barbarian King stood on the east and west sides respectively and began to confront each other.

The barbarian king took off his helmet and armor, revealing his sturdy upper body. He looked at Han Yu and laughed and said, "Just with your courage to confront me, I appreciate you very much!" So, I'm not going to show mercy! ”

This is the barbarian style, a direct, almost barbaric style. If he values an opponent, then he will definitely give it his all!

Maybe the realm of the barbarian king is not high, but in terms of combat effectiveness, the barbarian king can definitely be ranked at the forefront of the human race.

Han Yu smiled and nodded at the Barbarian King, he himself was full of interest in this kind of challenge. The path of cultivation is to be sincere and upward, and never back down.

Xuantong took the initiative to assume the referee of this game, he walked into the battle circle with a smile, and then walked into the middle of the two.

"That's it, Barbarian King, you have to know that your realm is much higher than Han Xiaoyou, so you can't bully people too much." Xuantong said to the Barbarian King.

The barbarian king nodded with a big grin: "Where did you get so much nonsense?" Since you say that I am bullying him, then I suppress my own power to be equal to him. ”

Xuantong wanted this effect, and he nodded with a satisfied smile: "This is very good, the demeanor of the barbarian king is really admired by the old man." ”

The barbarian king looked at Xuantong with some anger.

This old man, how can he talk endlessly? It may be because of race, all the barbarian kings of the past generations have a temperament, and now he has already risen to a high fighting spirit, and he has no heart or interest in listening to an old man next to him.

Throwing away his big knife, the barbarian king brutally pushed Xuantong away - of course, this power can't cause any damage to Xuantong, who is a high-level cultivator, and Xuantong is not in a hurry, so he gets out of the way.

In this way, there would be no obstacle between Han Yu and the Barbarian King.

The barbarian king seemed to feel that he should say something first, but his mood had already been upset by Xuantong, so he punched him directly.

The punch was straight and straight, and the speed was extremely slow, as if it didn't use the slightest force. But Han Yu suddenly felt that he was locked up.

This is also a characteristic of the barbarian tactics, that is, once the barbarian people make a move on you, then there is very little room for dodge except for hard fighting.

"Boy, use your greatest strength!" As the Barbarian King finished speaking, his fists became slower. But Han Yu found that the air around him seemed to be condensed, which made him feel solemn and sluggish even when he raised his hand.

However, Han Yu was not afraid at all, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and his voice was full of energy, forming a powerful sound wave, it was not that this banquet hall was made of a whole piece of blood pattern stone, maybe it was about to fall apart.

The surrounding disciples who had participated in the banquet covered their ears in pain, and the sound waves emitted by Han Yu had already penetrated their eardrums.

These people felt a sharp pain in their eardrums, and a trace of blood had come out of their ears.

The barbarian king was stunned, he had a wide range of knowledge, and naturally knew that Han Yu's voice did not have any mystical power in it, but used his own physical power in a rigid and pure way. If just relying on the strength of his physical body, he could make people's eardrums bleed, especially when he was a hundred meters away from the farthest injured person, which showed that Han Yu's physical body was already strong to a certain extent.

You must know that those who participated in the banquet were not ordinary people, no matter how humble their cultivation was, they could be regarded as a master of cultivation.

The barbarian king's face was overjoyed. As a barbarian, the barbarian king's favorite thing is "opponent", especially the kind of opponent who is evenly matched, the opponent who can let himself fight to his heart's content, that is the favorite person of a barbarian.

Han Yu relied on his own throat to disrupt the barbarian king's blockade of his own space, and then he used his strength to meet the barbarian king's bronze fist with a fierce punch.

Hit hard! Fist to fist! With an indomitable determination, Han Yu's fist collided with the Barbarian King's iron fist like a meteor.

Han Yu only felt a huge force coming from the opponent's fist, according to common sense, the strength of this iron fist was enough to knock his light body away, but Han Yu felt strangely, as if the opponent's strength was completely borne by his fist and arm, and his body was subjected to a completely opposite force.

This level of strength was almost the same as the force on his fist, so that Han Yu's body did not move in the slightest, as if swatting a fly, Han Yu felt as if there was an impregnable wall behind him, and the barbarian king's punch slammed him against the wall.

The Barbarian King's way of exerting force was not the kind of brute strength that went straight to the point, but a huge crushing force, like a grinding plate, which wiped out all Han Yu's possible resistance.

Not to be outdone, Han Yu's empty left hand clenched into a fist, and then slammed upwards with an uppercut.

The Barbarian King showed a hearty smile that seemed extremely annoying to Han Yu, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be able to move?" Your physical strength has indeed exceeded my expectations...... Well, I was pleasantly surprised. ”

Even though he knew that his strength was not the opponent of the Barbarian King, Han Yu was still so angry that the Barbarian King was so angry that his head was smoking.

What does it mean to be able to move? Did he think that his first punch would leave him without the strength to resist? What's that called?

If that's really the case, then this competition is definitely not called a competition, it can only be said that the barbarian king has nothing to do and bullies the juniors.

Han Yu withdrew his numb right fist, and then suddenly sped up his left fist, heading straight for the Barbarian King's chin.

But how rich is the barbarian king's combat experience? He didn't care at all about Han Yu's fists, or rather, there was never a dodge move in the barbarians' combat skills.

He laughed and struck Han Woo in the chin with the same uppercut.

Han Yu's eyes shrank like pinpoints. Such a-for-tat style of play made his mind suddenly empty. He suddenly felt that he was not far from the true meaning of the battle. He has a strong instinct that this punch must not be avoided by him!

Once he chooses to avoid, then he is bound to lose in terms of momentum, he is one step away from the ultimate meaning of the battle that he senses, and he is a beat slower on the road to improving himself.

This is definitely not what Han Yu wants. Han Yu gritted his teeth and shouted, his eyes were more than a step stronger than his own, and the barbarian king glared angrily!

There is no defense! Without any defensive measures, Han Yu gave all his hopes of victory to his own attack. If he loses this time, then he doesn't have any room to turn the tables around.

Although Han Yu also knew that this was not a life-and-death fight, he regarded this battle as a life-and-death battle!

Han Yu's fist and the barbarian king's fist hit the target almost at the same time! Han Yu only felt a huge force hit directly on his jaw, but just like the last skill of the Barbarian King that he had experienced, his body was suddenly subjected to a powerful reaction force!

Click!

A crack appeared in Han Woo's neck bone. The Barbarian King's strength is too strong, and his skills are too skilled, Han Yu, a layman who has just come into contact with physical combat, is not at all the opponent of the Barbarian King, a king who relies on his own strength to laugh at the world.

Although the strength of Han Yu's attack was almost the same as that of the Barbarian King, the Barbarian King took advantage of the strength of Han Yu's blow and jumped high. Even, it can be said that the Barbarian King took the initiative to jump up with Han Yu's punch, counteracting the damage caused to him by Han Yu's attack.

At this time, Han Yu fell heavily to the ground.

Xinyang's face was anxious, as if he had gone to treat Han Yu, but Xuantong Zhenren stopped him with a smile. Looking at Xinyang Zhenren's somewhat angry face, Xuantong Zhenren explained without changing his face: "Xinyang, if Han Xiaoyou can really get the approval of the Barbarian King, then his chances of saving his life in the future will be at least fifty percent!" But if you really want to intervene, then the barbarians will definitely attack you together, and once the two of you make a move, this banquet hall will definitely not be able to be saved, not only that, but even the disciples of the various sects who came to the banquet are estimated to have a lot of casualties. ”

Xinyang's face turned pale when he said it, but he thought about it a little, and it was really like this.

Hindering the barbarians from fighting is the most unforgivable felony in the eyes of the barbarians. If he really made a rash move, then let alone go down to Han Yu, he might even lose himself.

Pulling away from the stance, thousands of miles away, Xinyang can use the Dao method to make the barbarian king unable to get close, but if it is such a close distance, the barbarian king is really crazy, let alone him, even if it is Xuantong Lao Dao, there is no way.

Sighing helplessly, Xinyang looked at his apprentice with some concern. He and the barbarian king are also the kind of comrades-in-arms who have fought side by side, and he naturally knows how terrible it is for a barbarian king who is excited to fight.

Once they are actually put into a state of battle, then they are completely transformed into something similar to a war machine, in short, mortals cannot dissuade them.

However, Xinyang's worries were redundant, and Han Yu's neck bones healed quickly the moment they cracked, and it looked more serious at that moment, and even Han Yu felt that he was less ferocious this time, but Han Yu found that not only did his strength increase, but his defense increased, and what was even more terrifying was that his body's recovery ability had reached a level of anti-heaven!

The Heaven Snatching Pill is worthy of being one of the best pills in the Dan Gate, and his effect is far more against the sky than Han Yu imagined.

After the neck bone is broken, it will be restored in an instant! What kind of metamorphosis resilience is this? Now Han Yu's neck is no longer in any serious condition except for some pain.

However, Han Yu didn't dare to relax in the slightest, because the Barbarian King had already screamed and fell from the sky with an amazing momentum!

Of course, he didn't just land, he kicked out with one of his feet, and the target was Han Yu's head!

"Good health! But your actual combat experience is terrible! Haha, Brother Han Yu, let this king teach you how to fight! The barbarian king laughed and fell from the sky!