After several hundred moves, Sima Qing fell down helplessly.
He wanted to run away, but failed. Now Ling Han has formed his own path, and his artistic conception is even higher than that of many Ninth Level Immortal Kings. As long as his strength is not as good as his, it is impossible to escape from his siege.
The Ten Thousand Ghost Halberds were lying quietly on the ground. Even though they were not in a state of recovery, they still felt a terrible pressure.
Ling Han wanted to pick it up, but before his hand could touch it, the Ten Thousand Ghost Halberds glowed on their own, and the runes flashed out one by one, emitting a divine power at the level of the Nine Heavens.
Without anyone to control it, the Thousand Ghost Halberd becomes even more terrifying.
Ling Han sighed. His current strength was not enough to refine a ninth-level immortal weapon. Otherwise, it would not be the Immortal Demon Sword refining the Ten Thousand Ghost Halberd, but him being blasted to pieces by the Ten Thousand Ghost Halberd.
It's a pity that it's rare to see an immortal weapon.
Ling Han was very depressed, and it showed on his face.
Damn, after winning such a difficult battle, you still look like this
I feel so bad.
Many viewers thought Ling Han was showing off, but thinking about it on the other hand, whoever has such strength can also show off, right
After this battle, Ling Han really became famous.
Holding an immortal weapon and reaching a higher level, but still unable to suppress it, how powerful is this being
"If we want to snipe Li Long to reach the top, it seems that the only way to do this is to use the Blood War King."
"The ordinary Blood War King Ye Xuan, why must he be a Blood War King with more than twenty wins, right?"
"Twenty wins! Do you think twenty wins is easy? All the twenty wins of the Blood War King came from other Blood War Kings, and repeated victories over the same opponent will not count, not to mention that losses will be deducted. Victory.”
"Well, let's dispatch the bloody battle king with seven or eight victories at most."
Everyone started talking about Ling Han's next opponent, who could stop Ling Han from becoming the new bloody king.
This battle was so brilliant that even Tang Yuan was very excited. He once again held a cocktail party for Ling Han. As long as he won two more games, Ling Han would become the King of Bloody Battles.
He was about to get revenge on Lu Li, which made him excited just thinking about it.
The ninth battle came even later. It took a full three months for Ling Han's opponent to be selected. Then the arena carried out a lot of publicity, attracting countless people.
It's hard to get a vote, which is enough to prove the level of attention this battle has received.
However, who Ling Han's new opponent is has not yet been revealed. Even Tang Yuan has not found out. It will only be revealed when the time comes.
A group of people, headed by Tang Yuan, arrived at the arena. Tang Yuan made an exception and went to the backcourt lounge to cheer up Ling Han, looking forward to seeing another big victory later.
When the time was up, Tang Yuan was invited out. Even he, the second generation ancestor, did not dare to affect the operation of the arena.
Ling Han came on the stage and waited quietly for his opponent to appear.
The narrator introduced Ling Han's identity as usual, and he was frothing at the mouth and full of passion. Everyone cheered in a dignified manner, but soon got over it, and they all looked forward to Ling Han's opponent.
Who is this opponent? Everyone really wants to know.
"Now, everyone must be looking forward to Li Long's opponent, right?" The commentator paused and looked around. When he saw everyone showing impatient expressions, he revealed the answer.
"Perhaps everyone has already guessed that this is a bloody battle king!"
This was indeed what everyone had expected, but they still cheered and looked forward to it more and more. Who is this bloody battle king
"he is the one-"
"Niu Er!"
It was a ridiculous name, but instead of laughing, everyone cheered loudly.
"Niu Er, the genius of the powerful Iron Ox clan, became the King of Bloody Battles more than a million years ago, and has now won thirty-two battles." The commentator was also talking hard, and then counted the cows one by one. Two achievements.
This was of course the battle in which he became the Queen of Bloody Battles. Although thirty-two victories were not many, and it took more than a million years to achieve such results, it seemed that his fighting power was not that great either.
But this is not the case.
This victory is a net win, which means that his winning rate against other bloody battle kings is more than 50%! More importantly, he likes unrestrained fighting, so he rarely fights in the arena, otherwise his wins will be far more than this number.
This time, the arena also spent a lot of money to invite him back and sniped Ling Han to the top.
"... Let us invite our bloody warrior king, Niu Er, with the warmest cheers!"
Wow, the cheers were shaking. Most of the audience here were Immortal Kings, and they were shouting loudly at the same time. This scene was extremely spectacular.
Niu Er appears.
Ling Han looked over and couldn't help but have a strange expression.
It was an extremely burly man, over a foot tall, but he only had a body like a human, with a head made of a cow's head, hands made of cow's hooves, and a long tail growing behind his buttocks, and his whole body was black.
The difference is that he only has one horn on his head instead of two.
As introduced before the explanation, this is not a human race, but a foreign race, but now it has turned into a human form.
Niu Er strode forward, holding a big knife in his hand. This was not an immortal weapon, but made of quasi-immortal gold. It was sharp and strong enough to allow him to fight for hundreds of years before needing to be repaired.
"Get lost!" Niu Er raised his knife and pointed it at the commentator, "Otherwise I will kill you."
The commentator didn't dare to let out a fart and immediately shut his mouth obediently.
"Are you the one who has been making a lot of noise recently?" Niu Er retracted his knife and looked at Ling Han with a fierce look, "However, you are far from being as tall and powerful as Lao Niu imagined."
Ling Han stared at Niu Er everywhere with burning eyes.
"Boy, what do you mean by looking at Lao Niu like that?" Niu Er asked displeasedly.
Ling Han smiled and said: "It depends on which part of you is suitable for making skewers, and which part is suitable for braised or steamed."
Niu Er was so angry that he was so angry. Did this human immortal king actually regard him as an animal to be slaughtered
I am a powerful iron bull, not a buffalo!
"Damn boy, Lao Niu is going to kill you!" Niu Er roared. He waved his butcher knife and attacked Ling Han with a jumping chop.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and there was a huge pit on the ground, filled with gray smoke. Niu Er withdrew his knife and caught Ling Han's movements with his eyes: "I didn't disappoint Lao Niu, I still have some strength."
Ling Han had already retreated a hundred feet, which was just the limit of this huge pit. If he went even half an inch further, his toes would miss the mark.
Niu Er grinned, but there was no carelessness in his heart. It was not surprising that Ling Han was able to dodge this knife. The key was that the distance he retreated was too precise, as if he had an incomparable understanding of his power.
They had just met for the first time, but Ling Han was able to react like this. His vision was terrifying.
Such an opponent cannot be underestimated.
"As a beef skewer, you talk a bit too much." Ling Han smiled, and he stepped forward and charged towards Niu Er.
"You're a junior from the human race!" Niu Er was so angry that his nostrils were filled with smoke. Did this kid really regard himself as food
He yelled, waving his sword and slashing at Ling Han.
boom! boom! boom!
Being able to have a great reputation, and even being invited by the arena to snipe Ling Han, Niu Er's strength is astonishing, and his sword light is astonishing. If it weren't for the powerful restriction here, I'm afraid the stars in the sky would be swept down by the sword energy.