With a thought in Ling Han's mind, this drop of immortal liquid immediately melted away, like a piece of nectar, moisturizing every part of his body.
Broken bones and broken bones are all healing at a terrifying speed.
You know, it took Ling Han's talent to comprehend the first level of the Immortal Scripture. It took thousands of years. How can this drop of immortal liquid condensed not be awesome?
It's like living dead human flesh and white bones, and it's even called a peerless medicine.
"Huh?" Someone noticed that Ling Han sat up straight and couldn't help but look surprised.
They all knew that they had definitely not killed anyone with that blow just now, but so many people attacking together were enough to seriously injure Ling Han - there was no way, whoever made this kid not know good and bad could be considered a lesson.
But this kid actually got up so quickly, it was so shocking!
How is this possible?
Could it be that this kid is wearing some kind of treasured armor that can deflect the attacks he eats? That should be the case, otherwise is there a second possibility?
"Boy, hand over the sword, you can't hold it!" a middle-aged man shouted.
Ling Han suddenly opened his eyes. The immortal essence liquid had fully taken effect, and his injuries had healed to an extent. He did not answer, but injected his consciousness into the sword in his hand to activate the weapon in the sword.
spirit.
——He is not stupid. He can be healed once by relying on the immortal liquid, but it will never be healed a second time. He dares to seize the food from the tiger's mouth just to revive this sword, so what's the point of just a few springs in the area?
Down?
He is Jiang Yuefeng's master, and he taught the other party's martial arts. The two are of the same strain, so he has a high possibility of using the treasures left by Jiang Yuefeng.
It was a risk, but he couldn't care less.
"Bold junior, how dare you not answer me?" The middle-aged man who spoke before was furious. The people here are either from the royal family or descendants of the eight wealthy families. They are all masters with their nostrils turned to the sky. How can they tolerate a junior showing off in front of him?
He took action, and his Yuan Li transformed into a huge palm and grabbed it towards Ling Han.
"Li Yuan, you have such a beautiful idea!" Someone immediately stopped him. He was not helping Ling Han, but he was afraid that the other party would use this name to snatch the sword.
"You bastard!" Li Yuan really thought so. He was naturally furious when the other party blocked him and couldn't help but fight.
"Boy, hand over the sword!" Another person came to snatch it.
"be mine!"
"mine!"
The group battle resumed, and everyone was vying to catch Ling Han. If he caught this kid, it would be equivalent to possessing a precious sword. As for Ling Han's own strength, they had completely ignored him. He was just a fifth-level Juyuan kid.
"You guys, that's enough!" Ling Han stood up suddenly, his eyes sweeping around him, full of authority.
Everyone was shocked, as if the person standing in front of them was not a young warrior in the Juyuan Realm, but an extremely powerful man who was countless times more powerful than his ancestor. He was indescribably insignificant in front of him.
But they immediately came back to their senses. How could a mere brat make them feel like this?
What a shame!
"Hand over the sword yet!" Li Yuan took action and grabbed Ling Han.
"Get out!" Ling Han swung his sword and slashed, and a bright sword light flashed across, as stunning as a shooting star.
puff!
Li Yuan immediately staggered back, covering his chest with one hand, blood gushing out from between his fingers, and his face instantly turned pale.
What!
Everyone else was shocked. They knew that Li Yuan was a person on the ninth level of Yongquan, but he was actually injured by Ling Han's sword. How could they accept this?
The sword, the sword must be showing its power!
But it's not like they didn't get damaged spiritual weapons before, but every one of them was as good as dead. Its value lies in the martial arts will imprinted on it. But Ling Han was able to make it powerful just after he got this sword. How incredible this is.
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Ling Han stood up with his sword in hand and said, "You guys had a great time beating me just now, didn't you?"
Hiss, everyone couldn't help but take a step back. Who would have thought that a junior at the fifth level of Juyuan would suddenly have the strength to threaten the high-level Wellspring Realm?
How could Ling Han be polite? He jumped out, the sword in his hand kept spitting out sword light. This power was beyond the power of the Emerging Spring Realm. The sword light passed by, and everyone was easily chopped away.
"How is it possible? This kid can actually revive spiritual weapons!"
"I don't believe it! All the spiritual weapons that can be picked up have their spirits annihilated. Even the strong ones in the Spiritual Sea Realm can't activate their power. How can a mere boy from the Juyuan Realm be able to exert the power of a spiritual weapon!"
Everyone exclaimed, one hundred and twenty of them didn't believe it.
But so what if they don't believe it, now they can only be beaten by Ling Han.
Ah ah ah, they were all screaming. Ling Han was severely injured by them just now. Now that things have changed in the past thirty years, how could he show mercy and torture these people like his grandson?
Liu Bucheng's face twitched when he saw it. Fortunately, he had just stopped Liu Yutong and did not participate in the group fight, otherwise he would certainly not have been spared this time.
It's so embarrassing to be ravaged by a junior!
But is this kid a monster? Why can he operate ancient spiritual weapons?
After Ling Han beat Li Yuan and the others, he stared at Liu Bucheng for a while. When he felt cold in his heart, he lowered the handle of the knife and secretly sighed in his heart. The knife was too badly damaged and the spirit of the weapon had long since disappeared.
After death, only a trace of residual consciousness was left. He only relied on the martial arts will of the same line as Jiang Yuefeng to activate these residual consciousness, but it would completely dissipate within a few times.
By then, the knife will be no different from an ordinary weapon except for being sharper.
"Ling Han, are you okay?" Liu Yutong and Li Sichan greeted him at the same time.
How could something happen to this kid? He was about to torture everyone else, Liu Bucheng complained in his heart.
Ling Han was worried, so he just nodded at the two women and returned to his tent with the knife.
Although he had injured so many people, it was normal to get injured in a fight over a treasure. Besides, with Wu Songlin's face on the line, who dared to say anything?
Furthermore, a large group of Yongquan realms can't defeat a fifth-level Juyuan person. Do you have the nerve to talk about revenge?
Ling Han sat in the tent, put the sword on his lap, and observed carefully.
If the weapon spirit had not died, it would have been impossible for him to master this sword with his strength. He only needed to exude a little momentum to kill him. Now he was given the opportunity to study it carefully.
Jiang Yuefeng stepped into the realm of heaven and man.
Ling Han was the first to confirm this, because the martial arts will imprinted on this sword had reached the same level as his previous life, so there was no doubt that this was a spiritual weapon created by Jiang Yuefeng after he broke through to the Heavenly Realm.
But the weapons in the Heavenly Realm were damaged in the dramatic battle, and even the spirit of the weapon died.