The Zhao clan dispatched a total of six strong men. This was obviously not their full strength. They probably felt that this was enough to suppress Ling Han and the others.
Ling Han felt unhappy, glanced over, and said, "You'd better not mess with me, otherwise he won't be the only one lying here."
"Presumptuous!" Six people shouted angrily at the same time.
Although they are not at the level of clan elders, they can all be called strong men in the Nine Rings, comparable to the strong men in the early or even middle stages of the Holy King.
"Get him!"
The six people took action and attacked Ling Han.
Ling Han casually grabbed the big man from before, held the man's ankle, used him as a weapon, and smashed him towards the six strong men.
Phew, he danced the human body like a tiger to the wind.
The big man's face turned green with fright, and he quickly channeled his power throughout his body. Otherwise, if he were touched or bitten by a member of the same tribe, he would be shocked into blood immediately.
But those six people were not allowed to jump out of the way, lest they accidentally hurt the clan members.
"What kind of skills do you have if you hold hostages to fight?" they shouted.
"You take care of me!" Ling Han let out a long roar, and held the "big killer weapon" to kill the six people. He used the big man as a sword to turn it, buzzing, and the sword energy was really being turned out by him, and he kept flowing out of it. It burst out from inside the big man.
This made the big man suffer. Even if he used all his strength to defend, how could he withstand Ling Han's sword intent? His skin and flesh were suddenly torn and bloody.
Ling Han got excited, threw the big man aside, and rushed into the six people. Bang bang bang, punching and kicking, he quickly suppressed all six people.
Under his extreme speed, no one could escape.
Xiaogu tilted his head to one side and looked at it. It was now like a sponge, constantly absorbing everything. In its mind, Ling Han was obviously the most influential, making it imitate Ling Han in every move.
Ling Han stood with his hands behind his back. Now that the trouble had come to this point, he didn't want to stop easily.
After a while, another powerful person from the Zhao clan arrived, this time there were more people, reaching a hundred people.
Ling Han had to sigh, there were so many masters here.
These hundred people are all nine-ring strong men, and a dozen of them have nine rings as black as ink, reaching the peak level of the Holy King.
Seeing so many old enemies, Xiaogu's eyes turned green. Fortunately, it remembered Ling Han's words and lowered its head. It didn't have a seizure, and no one noticed anything strange about it.
It is becoming more and more intelligent and more humane.
"Let him go!" said an old man wearing a five-foot-long feather crown. His feather crown was the longest. He was obviously the leader of the Zhao clan. His face was cold, and his eyes were filled with anger, like thunder.
Ling Han shook his head and said, "Old man, I don't like this commanding tone. Let's try another attitude."
"Looking for death!" A clan elder took action, and boom, his big hand reached out, and black lines appeared one after another. The sun, moon and stars were vaguely visible, but they were completely different from the ancient world's techniques.
Ling Han punched out, tit for tat, without any fear.
boom!
After the exchange of blows, the clan elder swayed, revealing a look of surprise.
In his opinion, Ling Han's aura was much weaker than his - he had fought with other outsiders before, so although the two did not belong to the same training system, they could help him make judgments.
But this fight surprised him. The opponent was not weaker than him at all.
"Ahem!" the Zhao clan leader said. He stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling the clan elder not to take action again, and said, "Outsiders, if you want to use the passage, you can! Let him go immediately and apologize to us. P.S. A gift of apology."
"Clan leader!" All clan elders exclaimed, isn't this too advantageous for them
The leader of the Zhao clan shook his head slightly and whispered: "Put the overall situation first!"
They are currently planning a war with the Lang clan, so they naturally don't want something unexpected to happen at this juncture. After all, Ling Han has proven that his strength cannot be underestimated.
The elders of all clans were angry, but they did not object anymore. They all secretly decided that when Ling Han and the others returned, they must know how powerful he was.
Want to explore the secrets of the upper reaches? dream!
The ancestors of all races have joined forces to explore there, but they are not allowed to get close at all. There is only a dead end if they try to break in. Therefore, outsiders like Ling Han can only return the same way.
They all looked at Ling Han, saying that these people were taking advantage of him and could live a few more days.
Ling Han shook his head and said: "You must not make a mistake, I am not here to borrow money! These seven people are hostages now. You can make a price. If you are satisfied with the price, I will return them to you, otherwise If so, it will be slaughtered right now to ensure freshness!”
How dare you blackmail us
All the strong men of the Zhao clan were furious, and even the leader of the Zhao clan had a gloomy face, revealing a murderous intent.
His previous retreat was not because he was afraid of Ling Han, but because he did not want to disrupt the plan to attack the Lang clan.
Are you looking for death
"Take it!" The leader of the Zhao clan said coldly, finally losing his patience.
"Old Six, let's go together!" A clan elder walked out. He was the elder of the seventh clan of the Zhao clan. He was a brother to the elder of the sixth clan, and their cooperation was the most tacit understanding.
"Okay!" The elder of the six tribes also came out, and the two stood side by side, staring at Ling Han with cold eyes, his face expressionless, as if Ling Han was already a dead person.
Ling Han smiled slightly, Fudo Ming King's golden body and great supernatural power unfolded, six arms stretched out, and he grabbed all six hostages on the ground and used them as weapons: "Come and fight!"
this!
You are so shameless, you actually used the hostages as weapons! Moreover, forgetting to capture two, you actually captured six. If you didn't only have six arms, would you have captured the last person as well
This thought also crossed Ling Han's mind, and he couldn't help but think that since four more arms could be evolved, could it be possible to go one step further and increase the number to six, eight or even more
You can give it a try, and it may take countless hours, but it’s worth a try, right
The elders of the Sixth and Seventh Clans were both intimidated and did not dare to take action. They could only look at Ling Han blankly - they had never seen such a shameless person!
Ling Han said: "If you don't want to fight, let's discuss the ransom. If it's lower, don't blame me for robbing you!"
The strong men of the Zhao clan are all livid, but even though strong men are easy to appear here, there are still very few who can reach the ninth ring. They are talents that must not be lost, because there are other tribes in the lower reaches who are eyeing them. As long as their strength is a little bit stronger Weaken it a little, and it will attack without mercy and take its place.
Some were simply defeated and retreated downstream, while others were directly destroyed and disappeared in the long river of history.
"One hundred top-notch magical medicines!" the Zhao clan leader said, waving his right hand in front of him and throwing out a lot of magical medicines. Because there were so many, one could see the obvious interweaving of divine brilliance.
Ling Han snorted and said, "You think I'm a beggar and you want to get rid of me with this kind of thing?" The highest level of these magical medicines is only sixteenth level.
He suddenly took action, tore off the arm of one of the hostages, and threw it towards the strong men of the Zhao clan.