"Hey, you really don't have any sense of humor. I'm just joking with you." Ling Han smiled and shook his head, "There are so many people here, how could I drug you?"
Zhao Qingfeng still wants to vomit blood. What kind of sense of humor do you want me to have to appreciate such a joke
Besides, you know there are a lot of people here!
Ling Han smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Strong laxatives are boring. What I am giving you is a powerful charm potion, which will make you particularly interested in furry things, and you will get out of control."
"You, you lied to me!" Zhao Qingfeng trembled a little.
If it is true, then he will be miserable. If he sees a furry thing, he will go up and make a fuss. Will he still have the dignity to behave in the future
Even though he is a martial arts genius and a top four-slayer expert, this is Alchemy City and there are four-star alchemy masters. It is absolutely trivial to refine the elixir that makes him lose control.
Ling Han sighed and shook his head: "I've been told that you have no sense of humor, and it's true."
Day, are you kidding me again
Zhao Qingfeng was furious. He clenched his fists with both hands and roared to the sky. The roar turned into sharp swords, branded with the symbols of the great avenue, which was extremely terrifying.
This roar was an outpouring of his anger.
But this kind of power also shows one thing, that is, his strength has indeed recovered and returned to its peak state.
"Come fight!" he shouted, veins pulsing on his forehead.
"My godfather is so good at talking!" Shi Yu clapped her chubby little hands.
"What is talk?" Shi Lei was confused.
"You can make people angry to death with your mouth." Shi Yu explained.
"Oh, that godfather is really awesome." Shi Lei's confusion turned into admiration, "I also want to learn how to talk!"
The two little guys seemed to be talking about cross talk, and the childish voice reached Zhao Qingfeng's ears, making his anger burn to the extreme.
Bang bang, the clothes all over his body were torn apart.
His clothes are by no means simple, but are made of silk drawn from quasi-immortal gold and fused with the hair of immortal beasts. They are incredibly tough and have a very good defensive effect. But now he is bursting with anger. What is this concept
"His fighting power has become stronger again!"
"Oh my God, I've already reached the top four times, and I'm already at the top. How can I still improve my combat power?"
"Now even if the woman just now fights him again, the outcome will be hard to say."
"Ling Han...he is asking for trouble now."
"Tch, who told him to have a bad mouth and insist on teasing others? The people around him have obviously defeated Zhao Qingfeng and have the upper hand, but he insists on playing by himself. Well, now he will suffer the consequences."
Now Ling Han should accept the challenge. Ninety-nine percent of the time he is going to lose, so why should he not accept the challenge? If he is so cowardly in public, will he still have the face to see others in the future
The dilemma was actually a hole dug by Ling Han for himself. Who could blame him
At this time, it was difficult for people from Alchemy City to come forward. After all, this was a demon created by Ling Han himself.
Ling Han smiled and said calmly: "Let's fight. No matter what you yell, do you have a great voice?"
He had regarded Zhao Qingfeng as his opponent before, but as his cultivation level reached the fourth level, Zhao Qingfeng was no longer worthy of being his opponent. Fighting against him would not make him progress, so he was naturally careless.
"Death!" Zhao Qingfeng roared, and his body shot out, bringing with it the momentum of the world.
Although he was furious before, he had not lost his mind. Instead, he had been taking advantage of the opportunity to prepare a big move. Now he came out like an angry dragon out of the sea.
This was his most brilliant blow.
Ling Han shook his head and parried it casually.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and Zhao Qingfeng and Ling Han had already exchanged a blow, raising the terrifying light of rules and shooting in all directions.
This is not a martial arts arena, how can it be protected by formations
Several strong men take action at the same time, each responsible for the power fluctuations flowing in one direction, so as not to accidentally injure others.
On the field, Ling Han and Zhao Qingfeng both took a few steps back.
have equal shares.
But everyone was shocked and their scalps were even numb.
Everyone could clearly see the power of Zhao Qingfeng's attack. It was definitely a super powerful attack that surpassed Zhan Chen's, but Ling Han downplayed it and neutralized it by raising his hand casually. What kind of strength was this
Invincible!
Everyone was speechless. No one could find any words to describe Ling Han's monster and power. Maybe he was an emperor at the top, and could even compare with Yan Xianlu
Such thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, and then everyone shook their heads, feeling that they were thinking too much.
No matter how fierce Ling Han is, there is no way he can match Yan Xianlu. This is a true godless person. Anyone of the same era and realm as him is destined to be eclipsed by him.
"I don't believe it!" Zhao Qingfeng's eyes were red. He punched his chest suddenly and spit out a mouthful of blood. His aura increased to a higher level, but he didn't give up and slapped his chest again and again.
With every blow, his aura becomes stronger and the red color in his eyes becomes thicker. His whole body almost turns into evil energy, like a peerless sword, exuding a murderous aura that splits the sky.
He wants to prepare the most powerful blow in his life. If this blow can be successful, his energy and spirit will be sublimated, and he may be able to open the door to five cuts immediately. But if it fails, then the source consumption is too great and there is no hope of breakthrough, so he can only kill himself.
This is a blow that is either successful or not, a blow that puts the dignity of one's life on the line.
A madman, a madman who lives only for martial arts and to become stronger.
Ling Han still didn't care, but it was a pity that Zhao Qingfeng's previous performance was too poor. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind showing some respect and sending this person off.
"I won't die, it will only be you who will die!" Zhao Qingfeng's eyes were blood red, the bronze fairy fetus was fully activated, and his whole body turned into a bronze sword, covered with mysterious symbols.
This is the Dao symbol of the Immortal King level. Under his urging at the cost of his life, several more symbols finally bloomed.
And the evil spirit rose, entangling him like substance, raising his destructive power to another level.
At this moment, Zhao Qingfeng was confident that his lethality was unmatched by Zhanchen, and no one could compare with him.
In this case, how could Ling Han, who was also in Zhan Chen's territory, block his attack
die!
He rushed out, turned his body into a sword, and delivered the most brilliant blow.
The sword shines in the sky, and even from hundreds of millions of miles away, you can see the sword breaking through the sky. The sword's light is like a blazing light and it seems that it will never dissipate.
Boom, this sword slashed towards Ling Han in an extremely gorgeous manner.
Ling Han didn't dodge or dodge, he just raised his finger slightly and pressed it towards Zhao Qingfeng.
At first glance, it looks like a mantis using its arms as a cart.
The sword light fell, and the glorious light was released. No matter how strong the Zhanchen realm was, it was impossible to see through such sword light, and it was as if the eyes were blind.
And when the sword light gradually dimmed and disappeared, Ling Han was seen holding up his finger, slightly above his head, pressing it on the edge of the sword. It was obviously just a finger, but it was like the Dingtian Divine Peak holding up the heavens for all eternity.
Such a powerful blow was actually blocked by one finger!