Ding Xiaochen has a second mission.
If persuasion doesn't work, then act as an insider and stab people in the dark.
—I am your teammate, will you be wary of me
Ding Xiaochen stared at Ling Han's back with a cold gaze. This person had embarrassed him so much that he had to get rid of him, otherwise it would become a thorn in his heart. It would be even more fatal when Zhan Chen was killing him. His breakthrough may even cause him to be injured by the avenue.
Breakthrough is inherently dangerous, so how can you overcome it if your Taoist mind is unstable
Now that everyone is fighting fiercely, how could Ling Han think that his teammates would fight back
Oh, settling the score afterwards
Sorry, this is a melee, and we have only been running in for a few days. Isn't it normal for us to not have a tacit understanding of our cooperation? The big deal is that he just received some punishment, and nothing happened. With the Ding family's intervention, big things will definitely be reduced to minor matters, and trivial matters will be reduced to nothing.
He didn't mean it, right
Ding Xiaochen sacrificed the green wooden knife, the evil spirit boiled, and the shadow of a man-eating tree appeared. This was a soul body, and its power was not small at all. He pushed it with all his strength, and after maximizing the power of the magic sword, he suddenly took action and slashed at a member of the White Tiger Team.
The man had already understood and immediately jumped in the direction of Ling Han. In this way, Ding Xiaochen's knife struck Ling Han's back openly.
When the sword was about to hit Ling Han, Ding Xiaochen shouted: "Be careful!"
Be careful girl!
Seeing this scene, the Qinglong and Suzaku troops around them almost started to curse. You must be acting too fake. This knife was clearly aimed at Ling Han, but you even pretended to shout "Be careful." ", really treating other people as monkeys.
With such a small distance, how could Ling Han hide
No one saw a sneer on Ling Han's lips, but he had already expected where Ding Xiaochen would be. Otherwise, there will be no benefit at all from participating in such a competition, and you will only suffer a disastrous defeat. Why would the other party join in
However, with Ling Han's current strength, it doesn't matter even if he didn't expect it in advance. Even though he took on most of the White Tigers' firepower in a one-on-one fight, in fact, he was still able to do it with ease and did not fight at all. The power is fully exerted.
Phew, he slashed at him with a knife. Before the blade could reach him, the tree soul wrapped around Ling Han's body, trying to invade his body and eat his soul. If Ling Han's soul was taken away, it would be absolutely impossible to avoid the sword that followed.
A top-notch artifact, which holy king can handle it
- If you smash the artifact with your fist, it may be that you have used some kind of skill to protect your fist. But if your soul is taken away, how can you still use the skill
A vengeful smile appeared on the corner of Ding Xiaochen's mouth. With this slash, Ling Han would be severely injured even if he didn't die.
Cut with one knife.
Ling Han suddenly turned around, reached out his hand, and grabbed the green wooden knife in his hand. A mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he pushed hard, and heard the sound of bones shattering. The arm bones of Ding Xiaochen's two arms were shattered one after another, and he was unable to resist the powerful force exerted by Ling Han.
Ding Xiaochen's face at this moment was really wonderful, not only full of pain, but also full of surprise.
In his opinion, this was something that should never happen.
Still a disastrous failure
puff!
The green wooden knife collided with him, and the blunt handle hit his chest. The sound of broken bones was heard again. The Holy King's skin defense was completely useless. The handle directly broke through the flesh and blood and hit his chest, exploding a huge Blood holes come.
A fierce light flashed in Ling Han's eyes, but in the end he did not add another note, and said calmly: "If you harm others, you will harm yourself. Are you not afraid that if you do too much harm to your heart, a ghost will knock on the door in the middle of the night?"
Bang, Ding Xiaochen sat down on the ground, his head covered in cold sweat, his face as white as paper. His heart was blasted by the green wooden sword, and a large amount of divine blood poured out. This greatly damaged his origin and directly affected the time it took to break through Zhan Chen.
But if Ling Han hadn't added another punch, he wouldn't be injured now, but would be dead.
"Bold murderer!" Ding Hu suddenly stood up and was about to attack Ling Han.
"Brother Ding Hu, why are you angry?" Long Chengren, the ancestor of the Long Family's Chenchen Realm, said calmly, but he drew out a palm and blocked Ding Hu's path of action.
Duan Wen, the ancestor of Zhan Chen of the Duan family, also stood up, folded his hands on his chest, and said with a smile: "This is a martial arts competition, there will inevitably be casualties. Besides, this is just a minor injury."
Small injury? Has your heart been blown out, or is it just a minor injury
What does the heart mean to a warrior? This is the place where essence and blood are stored. Why is there heart blood
This heart has been blown out, the essence and blood will definitely be lost, and the source will be severely damaged.
Ding Hu's face was livid, but the two Zhanchen ancestors made it clear that if you take action, I want you to look good, so he had to suppress his anger.
If it was just one person, he would have nothing to fear, but two Zhanchen Ancestors would be worried.
He sat back heavily and lowered his gaze. It could kill people. Any creation realm that he swept away would only be broken into pieces.
Others were also in an uproar, not expecting such a dramatic turn at all. Everyone thought that Ling Han would be severely injured this time even if he did not die, but in the blink of an eye, the person who was severely injured became Ding Xiaochen.
"If you're injured, just go and rest!" Ling Han kicked him out, and bang, Ding Xiaochen was kicked out by him and turned into a ball, rolling around for more than ten times before stopping.
Poor Ding Xiaochen was already seriously injured, and now he was so angry, embarrassed and in pain that a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and he fainted.
Ling Han looked at the ten stunned members of the White Tiger Team, smiled, and said, "Why are you so polite and don't want to fight?"
You're welcome, sister! Who wants to be polite to you? That's because you were scared, okay
Are you really a holy king? Are you really a new recruit? Why does he feel hundreds of times more powerful than a veteran
Taking advantage of their daze, Maoshuyu, Weibo and others took the opportunity to take action. Bang bang bang, three of them were knocked down in an instant. The remaining seven people also completely lost their courage. As long as Ling Han was still standing there, who could compete with them?
The White Tigers surrendered.
This battle was originally considered to be without any suspense and completely one-sided. In fact, there was really no suspense. It was completely one-sided, but the winning and losing sides had exchanged views.
The reserve team actually defeated the regular army!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ling Han. It was this man who created the miracle.
Ding Hu had a gloomy face and clenched his hands tightly. You could see veins popping out on his forehead, and his finger bones made a crackling sound.
At this moment, his murderous intention towards Ling Han reached its peak.
"We won!" Maoshuyu cheered immediately. Among them, her character is the most fiery and lively. Unlike Weibo and others, she is not calm. However, this is an unexpected victory. , making Wei Bo and others also smile slightly.
The previous team members who had shouted to surrender before the fight were full of scorn, could not hide their ecstasy. As long as Ling Han's bravery was there, it meant that Cang Yue City's participation in the battle would not be a problem at all.