Five hundred and seventieth chapters Luo Lin's change
"ah?"!
Luo Lin suddenly raised his head, and the pupils in his clear eyes suddenly closed: "Damn it, Ling Han!?"
In the air, standing proudly is Ling Han, who is holding the sickle of Doom. He is the 11th powerful being among the 14 king-level warriors in the Northern Strange Demon Territory. Moreover, in the previous battle at the Heroes' Cemetery, it was also this Ling Han.
The Bahuang City and Dragon City Alliance forces led by Han General Luo Lin were defeated and almost killed Luo Lin. I'm afraid Luo Lin will never forget this incident in his life.
Ling Han said with a disdainful smile: "Why, didn't you take away Despair? Why are you starting to fight with bare hands now? Haha, doesn't our glorious Bahuang Prince even deserve to have a weapon? Again?
Or is it that close combat without weapons has become popular in the Southern Continent now?"
Luo Lin stood silently on the edge of the dilapidated city, staring at the powerful enemy with his eyes, and said calmly: "Ling Han, are you here just to ridicule me? Come on, if you want to kill me, just kill me.
Kill me quickly!"
Ling Han waved his hand: "Oh, my noble prince, please don't get me wrong. I don't want to take your life so quickly. That would be boring. I am just discussing with you what the current Southern Continent is.
Situation, what kind of decisive battle methods are popular among you? I heard that you have established magic and martial arts academies in all major empires to train young magicians and warriors. I also heard that... there are poor people and some in these magic and martial arts academies.
A nobleman with good blood, right?"
Luo Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you ask these questions?"
Ling Han licked his lips and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't crossed the Hanhuang Dragon City for ten thousand years. I miss the taste of those women who are called heroines. Do you already have some in your magic martial arts academy?
How about there are many cute girls who don’t know how high the world is, but they threaten to slay demons and dragons with their three-legged cat skills? Do you want to introduce one to me? Oh no...one is not enough, how about introducing 100 to me? You are the prince,
There should be no shortage of women, right?"
Luo Lin's body trembled, fighting spirit lingered around his fists, he looked up at Ling Han, and growled word by word: "Beast, you can't even think about touching my home. I, Luo Lin, swear that even if my life comes to an end, I will never let it go."
If you scum cross the Hanhuang Dragon City, I will do whatever it takes!"
"good……"
Ling Han gave Luo Lin a thumbs up and said: "Then let me see the extent of His Highness the Prince of Bahuang City's willingness to do whatever it takes!"
As he said that, Ling Han raised his hand to carry the sickle Doom behind his back, raised his arms, and said with a slight smile: "Since you don't have a weapon, I can't bully you. Come on, let's fight with our bare hands.
I want to see if you, the humble and elegant prince, can protect the women in your homeland, or if I, a demon who has been cultivating in the strange demon territory in the north for thousands of years, can get my hands on Bahuang City, destroy the women you love and cherish, and trample on your last dignity!"
Luo Lin swung his iron fist, and the flames of "Hong" surged. Without saying a word, he jumped up and punched the opponent suddenly.
Ling Han smiled, and suddenly swung his arms. He dispersed Luo Lin's blow with a "bang". His body floated forward, and the attack with raised arms caught Luo Lin off guard. He hurriedly avoided it with his body, but was unexpectedly behind.
He was punched in the back, his body was suspended in the air, and his fighting spirit was dancing wildly. After controlling the power of the plane, he used force out of thin air and launched a fierce roundhouse kick!
"Bang!"
The combat boots violently kicked Ling Han's neck, but it did not cause serious damage. On the contrary, Ling Han raised his hand and grabbed Luo Lin's ankle with a smile on his face. He punched hard with his right fist and heard a "click"
With one sound, Luo Lin's right leg was immediately interrupted!
"Ahhhh..."
Amid the screams, Luo Lin did not retreat. He raised his arms, condensed into a flaming knife, and slashed down with anger. At the same time, he kicked his left foot violently. With a "pop" kick, Ling Han retreated, but he was not in trouble. Ling Han immediately
As he retreated and then advanced, his elbow hit Luo Lin's shoulder heavily on one side of his body!
"Bang!"
Luo Lin groaned miserably and hit the Hanhuang Dragon City from the sky. Even though it was a bare-handed fight, it was still far behind. Luo Lin was close to the power of the Holy Realm, while Ling Han was at least the peak of the Holy Realm, and even
It may have reached the power of a demi-god, and the disparity can be imagined.
…
The dust was flying, and Luo Lin fell miserably on the city. A group of soldiers from the Wild Dragon Legion rushed over and shouted: "Your Highness! Your Highness!"
On the city, Liu Shuang flew away with the Hua-Zhan Sword, and struck through the air with the sharp blade!
"Um?"
As soon as Ling Han turned around, he was suddenly struck by Liu Shuang's sword and was knocked out of balance in the air. A trace of blood spattered from his shoulder, breaking his defense. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Oh, Hanhuang Dragon City Dragon Cavalry Captain's
Your strength has improved again, hey, your qualifications are really good, come with me to practice in the strange demon territory, maybe you will become a demi-god level strongman and become the 15th strange demon king!"
Liu Shuang held the Hua-Zhan Sword in his hand, his voice trembled, and his beautiful eyes revealed despair: "Either kill me, or I swear to kill all 14 of your strange demon kings one by one!"
"Hahaha……"
Ling Han raised his head and laughed: "I admire your courage and courage, but it's a pity that you are a middle-level Sword Saint girl. No matter how strong you are, what can you do? Come on, since you want to die, don't blame me for not showing mercy to you...
"
As he said that, Ling Han opened his hand, and the power was imprisoned around Liu Shuang. Liu Shuang was shocked and unable to move, while Ling Han's palm was filled with flames. It was the essence of power that was close to that of a god. Once it hit,
, the frost may be over.
"Oh shit!"
I suddenly swore, raised my sword, and rushed out of the city wall in two or three steps. Lin Wan'er's voice came from behind me: "Azhu, you idiot, don't be impulsive!"
"brush……"
Floating in the air with the wind, I slowly turned around, faced the sky, raised my left arm, activated the dragon whisker hook, and penetrated Ling Han's arm with a "whoosh" sound, and with a sudden tug, Ling Han's body was instantly shaken.
The attack was misplaced, Liu Shuang was hit by the energy aftermath and fell to the city with a mouthful of blood. Ling Han raised his hand to grab the dragon rope, raised his foot and kicked me hard in the chest!
"Bang!"
The bones seemed to be broken by the kick, and the body was blasted towards Dragon City like a cannonball!
"boom!"
"27179!"
…
"Depend on……"
Song Han couldn't help but take a deep breath: "A simple kick almost killed Brother Xiaoyao instantly. What kind of power is this?"
In the air, Ling Han sneered in my direction: "Little ant, don't rush to die, your life will be mine sooner or later."
Saying that, Ling Han suddenly fell from the sky, hit his knees, and knocked Luo Lin to the ground who had just been helped up by his subordinates with a bang. Then he punched Luo Lin hard on the shoulder with two heavy fists. He laughed and said: "Luo Lin, Luo Lin."
Lin, a loser like you is really not suitable to be a prince. Otherwise, how about after I conquer Bahuang City, I will give you a harem flag-bearing captain named Dangdang to take care of those girls who are just for fun?"
Luo Lin struggled to stand up, punched Ling Han in the leg, and said angrily: "Kill if you want!"
"Really? It seems you don't want to be the harem flag-bearer anymore... Then go die!"
Ling Han raised his iron arm, and the flames of death lingered. With this punch, Luo Lin would definitely die.
"elder brother!"
Angela's cry came from the distance, and a "clang" of destruction hit Ling Han's shoulder, sending the strange demon king flying back. Ling Han stood in the air and said in shock: "Oh? That's...
...Is that the legendary destruction? Hahaha, although the level of power is far less than that of Despair, it is indeed a magic weapon... Little girl, what is your surname?"
Angela gritted her silver teeth: "Beast, shut up!"
Ling Han was furious and was about to continue the battle when suddenly a sword spirit cavalry from far behind came riding a black flying dragon. The cavalry stood on the back of the dragon, saluted respectfully and said: "Lord Ling Han, the sharp blade in the sky? Lord Darren passed on
Let me tell you, our attack in Stormwind Fortress was severely blocked, and Lord Gavin’s army suffered serious losses. Therefore, Sky Blade? Lord Darren asks you to detach an army to reinforce the attack on Stormwind Fortress!”
"this……"
Ling Han clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. Since Lord Darren personally ordered it, my subordinates must obey it. Let's go, I will dispatch the army with you!"
"yes!"
Ling Han turned around, looked at Angela, Liu Shuang and Luo Lin, smiled slightly and said: "Let's... play again later!"
…
Watching Ling Han fly away, we couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If Ling Han personally led the army to attack now, we would definitely not be able to survive for 48 hours. Now that Ling Han is gone, we still have a slight chance of winning.
, although the odds of winning are not high.
With the help of everyone, Luo Lin stood up in embarrassment, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the halberd of a knight next to him, and said: "Borrow it, thank you..."
The knight was shocked: "Your Highness can take whatever he wants..."
Above the city, the beast-controlling heavy cavalry was still wreaking havoc, but Luo Lin was seriously injured. Everyone was worried, and the morale of the army was also severely affected.
A commander-level NPC stepped forward and respectfully said to Luo Lin: "Your Highness, please retreat and take a rest. Let the Holy Healer heal your wounds, otherwise you will not be able to fight anymore."
A chill flashed across Luo Lin's eyes, and he said: "No, we don't have time to waste. Luger, you should immediately summon all the cavalry of the Purple Star Legion. There should be at least 20,000 more cavalry, right?"
"Yes, sir, what are we going to do?" Luger asked in shock.
Luo Lin smiled faintly: "Take this 2W iron cavalry and come with me to the Ranger Valley!"
"Your Highness... The Ranger Valley is where His Majesty the King's troops are stationed. There are only 5,000 remnants of the Tiger Legion there. What are we doing there? These 2W cavalry should stay on top of the city to participate in the battle...
This is our last elite..." Ruger continued to ask in confusion.
Luo Lin turned around, glanced at this subordinate coldly, and said: "Listen to my order and summon the army immediately!"
