Bang bang bang, a fierce battle broke out, and the thunder flashed, causing everyone else to retreat. Only Huniu could still stand on the spot, and the waves of thunder surged past, having no effect on her at all.
Zhao Chaoheng didn't dare to let Ling Han make three moves. This concession would put him in an absolutely unfavorable situation. He didn't care about his ugly face and punched the dragon elephant like rain.
"Is this the Zhan Xiang Fist of the Earth Dragon Sect?" He was well-informed, and he immediately recognized the Zhan Xiang Fist.
This is not the top secret skill of the Earth Dragon Sect. There are many disciples who know it, so it is not surprising that Zhao Chaoheng can recognize it.
Ling Han didn't answer. Since he had already surrendered, defeating the opponent would be the most powerful response.
Zhao Chaoheng snorted. Although he did not dare to look down on Ling Han, he was not afraid of Ling Han. With his fists waving, his fighting power was not weak at all, and he was evenly matched with Ling Han.
He is a ninth-level spiritual infant, and he has stayed in this realm for a long, long time, polishing it to an extremely pure state. Therefore, with the advantage of a large realm, he is no weaker than Ling Han.
But this made him even more stunned, because his combat power should definitely be at the top of the Spiritual Infant Realm, but now a Shenghua Realm could match him, which shocked him and was simply unbelievable.
"Junior, are you a disciple of the Earth Dragon Sect?" he asked. If so, he just wanted to say a few words and didn't want to continue the fight. After all, the Earth Dragon Sect was even more powerful than the Heavenly Man-level force. Then Li Yuanming So what if I get whipped badly
"No!" Ling Han smiled, "Guess again."
Guess your sister!
Zhao Chaoheng stopped talking nonsense and just punched. He planned to stop the fight after gaining an absolute advantage. In this way, he would not offend Ling Han and save his face.
As for Li Yuanming? Fuck, it was none of his business to begin with, so it was good to be able to take action.
When the two of them fought, it was always hard to tell who was superior.
Zhao Chaoheng wanted to resolve the battle quickly, so he immediately took out a long knife with dense veins on its body. This is a spiritual weapon that he cultivated with his life. It was originally just a seventh-level weapon. After decades of nurturing, it has now been promoted to a spiritual weapon.
This is a spiritual weapon that he cultivated himself. Even though the two spiritual weapons are exactly the same, the "Green Thunder Sword" in his hand can also exert greater power.
It's simple, what suits you best.
Ling Han looked at it and couldn't help but reveal a strange smile and said, "Do you really want to fight me for a spiritual weapon?"
With a sword in his hand, Zhao Chaoheng was full of confidence. It was also a seventh-level spiritual weapon, and his green thunder sword could exert 100% or even 120% of its power. And if you use a spiritual weapon that does not belong to you, then you will only be able to exert 60 to 70% of its power at most.
Ling Han shook his right hand, and the Demonic Sword was launched. It buzzed, and the three veins lit up. Suddenly, terrible evil energy circulated. This was a tenth-level spiritual weapon. Even if Ling Han could not fully display its power, the level How could it be inferior to a seventh-level spiritual weapon
"What kind of spiritual weapon is this!" Zhao Chaoheng's face changed with shock. As a descendant of a family in the Heavenly Realm, his eyesight was naturally good, and he immediately saw the extraordinary power of the Demon Sword.
"Do you still want to fight?" Ling Han raised his sword and said with a smile, "Maybe I will cut off your sword!"
Zhao Chaoheng immediately showed hesitation.
If Ling Han was just an ordinary flower-producing state, he would not be afraid even if the opponent held a tenth-level spiritual weapon, because he would not be touched by the opponent's sword at all, but Ling Han's combat power was comparable to him. It's troublesome.
The Green Thunder Sword was a precious sword that he had nurtured for decades, and even if he only took a small bite of it, he would be heartbroken.
"No fight!" He decided safety first. After all, he and Li Yuanming did not have a deep friendship, but after thinking about it, he still said, "Young man, Li Yuanming is a descendant of the Li family, and the ancestor of the Li family is in the realm of heaven and humanity. existence, you’d better not overdo it.”
Ling Han smiled slightly and said: "I won't go too far, I just want to kill him."
Zhao Chaoheng couldn't help but his face froze. This is not too much, so what is it? But he has done everything he can and should do. There is no reason to fight Ling Han to the death for Li Yuanming - you are not my brother-in-law.
Li Yuanming stepped back repeatedly, suddenly turned around and ran away. He didn't want to die at all.
Ling Han didn't pursue him, he just took out the Sunset Bow and attached an arrow. Phew, the sharp arrow shot out, flashing the thunder light, and accelerated to the extreme in an instant. Poof, it shot into Li Yuanming's back heart, and then shot out again. , inserted into the hard rock.
Li Yuanming staggered for a few more steps before falling to the ground. Blood overflowed and formed a blood mass under him. His face was full of regret. There was no vengeance between the two parties, he was just blocking the road.
If he was not so arrogant and later tried to take Ling Han's life by relying on his identity as the Li family, would there be such a result
It's just that it's useless for him to regret it anymore, his eyes widen unwillingly, but there is no longer any anger.
Ling Han walked over and put away the sharp arrow. This was made of seventh-level precious gold. If one arrow was consumed to shoot, he would have to be in the Void-Breaking Realm to be able to support it.
Zhao Chaoheng looked at Ling Han's back and suddenly said: "Young man, what do you call me?"
Ling Han looked back at him and said, "Ling Han."
"Ling Han!" Zhao Chaoheng nodded and said, "I remember this name! Young man, you are indeed very strong. Even if I have practiced for decades more than you and am a big level higher than you, I am still I can only draw a tie with you. However, there are too many geniuses of this generation. My Zhao family has a super genius named Ziyuan. He is only twenty-three years old. He is already a second-level spiritual infant. His combat power is even higher than I’m still strong.”
Ling Han smiled and said: "If there is a chance, I can fight with him."
Zhao Chaoheng nodded, and at the same time he was extremely emotional. In the past ten thousand years, his talent and strength could have been ranked among the top in any era, but this era has ushered in the super powerful era of martial arts, and it seems that all the accumulation of ten thousand years will be lost. After being released, not only did the entire martial arts strength greatly improve, but the younger generation ushered in a hundred flowers blooming. Geniuses from all walks of life appeared frequently, easily trampling on the older generation.
He was born at the wrong time. It would be great if he could be born fifty years later.
Ling Han continued to move forward, Huniu held his hand and ate snacks while the rabbit followed on the other side. It already felt a lot of pressure, and the power of thunder became more and more terrifying.
"Almost there!" Ling Han looked ahead with a look of joy. Tianyun Zilei was right in front. After fusion, he would be able to cultivate a true thunder body.
Ahead, a crowd appeared, as well as a huge thunder pool.