This person's name is Huang Peng, and he is a member of the Huang family, one of the four major families. He entered the realm of the sun and moon at a young age, so he is naturally very proud.
Ling Han ignored it. His mind was entirely focused on the three words "Taiyang Palace", where a great power had sealed the supreme power, and when it resonated with it, it could actually improve the cultivation level!
Perhaps, this great master just did it casually when he wrote the three words, but he was so powerful that he naturally left a trace of great power behind, but it was enough to lift Ling Han to a small level!
Is this the realm of creation?
Ling Han didn't think about it in detail. He just wanted to seize this power now, and he would talk about the rest later.
Huang Peng was furious. Ling Han was distracted again. How much did he look down on him?
He couldn't help but feel evil, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and there was already a magic sword in his hand. With a swipe, he slashed Ling Han's arm.
After all, they were all members of the four major families, so he did not dare to kill him. Cutting off one of Ling Han's arms was also a warning. Anyway, the gods were powerful, so it would be fine if he lost an arm. He would be able to resurrect him after a few months.
bite!
When the sword was slashed, sparks flew up, and the sword rebounded, unable to hurt Ling Han at all.
Huang Peng was shocked, what kind of physique was this, and its defensive power was so amazing.
But he immediately "suddenly realized" that Ling Han must have done it on purpose. He seemed to be distracted, but in fact he was concentrating completely. His Yuanli was all over his body, so he could block his attack.
How abominable!
When people around saw it, they couldn't help but look surprised, thinking that Ling Han was being stupid, even though he was slashed with a sword, there was still no reaction.
Huang Peng became angry from shame and swung his sword to strike at Ling Han repeatedly.
Ding ding ding ding, sparks were flying everywhere, but Ling Han was even more magical than the divine iron. No matter how Huang Peng chopped it, it would not break or get hurt.
This made the people around him look amused and curious. Ling Han's physical strength must be too amazing.
Hearing the laughter of the people around him and seeing those pairs of joking eyes, Huang Peng felt his blood rush to his head, and his murderous intention suddenly became blazing. He could not care about the friendship between the four major families, and stabbed Ling directly with the tip of his sword.
Cold eyes.
In any case, the eyes are definitely the most vulnerable part of the body. No matter how strong you train your body, there will still be some barriers.
But if it were penetrated through the eyes, as long as it penetrated a few minutes, the sea of consciousness would definitely be exploded, which would cause death.
Huang Peng didn't care, he just wanted Ling Han to die.
"Stop!" With a loud shout, a sword light surged past, and with a clang, Huang Peng's sword was blocked.
"Han Dong, how dare you meddle in my business?" Huang Peng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw it.
The person who came was none other than the gloomy-looking swordsman from before, but his true identity was a rising star of the Han family named Han Dong.
He looked lonely and said: "You actually used a noble sword to conduct a sneak attack. You are not worthy of using a sword!"
Huang Peng snorted and said: "Jianchi, is this kid from your Han family? Let him apologize to me!"
"You deserve it!" Han Dong said coldly, with a hundred and twenty disdain on his face.
"Okay, everyone dares to look down on me, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Huang Peng raked him down and raised his sword, "Han Dong, how many years have we not fought against each other?"
Han Dong showed a solemn expression. Although he looked down on Huang Peng's character, he did not dare to underestimate the opponent's strength. He also raised his sword and said, "It's been almost three hundred years."
"Then let's fight again!" Huang Peng took action and swept out his sword, blending into the four wheels of the sun and moon. The sword energy turned into a big bloody tiger and attacked Han Dong.
Han Dong was naturally not afraid, and the two immediately started fighting.
Ling Han was wandering around, greedily collecting the mysterious power in the three words. This was only one chance. Who of the people who had come here before would take a second look at the door plaque? Only then did he get this huge benefit.
on him.
After almost a stick of incense, his body finally shook and he woke up. The energy in his body surged like a tsunami, which was more than ten times stronger!
The middle stage of the small pole!
Living up to his expectations, his cultivation has taken a big step forward.
At this time, the surrounding scenes were imprinted in his mind again. He saw the fierce battle between Han Dong and Huang Peng. Both of them were using swords, and the battle was fierce.
The two of them fought with anger, killing each other with every move, and their swords were ruthless.
Ling Han was wandering around before, but he didn't miss any scene that happened while he was here. It was just that he was completely isolated from the sea of consciousness before. Now that his mind has returned, these scenes are passing by like lightning.
He couldn't help but move his index finger, showing a trace of murderous intent.
You bumped into me first, forget it without apologizing, but you actually got angry and wanted to hurt me and kill me. What's the point of living for such a scumbag? However, this Han Dong is also a bit interesting.
Ling Han suddenly took action, and a terrifying aura surged, which separated Han Dong and Huang Peng.
This is the star realm's crushing of the sun and moon realm, naturally it's easy.
Ling Han smiled at Han Dong and said, "I will teach you a sword technique. Please pay attention carefully."
"Who are you, you dare to interfere in other people's affairs!" Huang Peng shouted angrily, extremely dissatisfied.
Ling Han ignored it, just pointed at it as a sword, and then launched the Thunder Sword Technique.
Brushing, with a sweep of the sword, Huang Peng's body was instantly cut into two pieces. The power of heaven was raging, and his body exploded instantly, and only a soul ran out.
"You, how dare you destroy my body!" Huang Peng was shocked and furious. Even if he could seize the body, the soul and the body would never be 100% compatible, which would completely obliterate his path to martial arts.
Ling Han's eyes were like swords, he glanced at Huang Peng's soul coldly, and said: "Don't make me regret not killing you!"
With this glance, Huang Peng's soul was trembling, he didn't even fart, and he ran away as if running for his life.
Ling Han dispersed his murderous intent. Although he did not shatter Huang Peng's soul, he left behind a sword intention that would burst out in three years. Huang Peng would still be unable to escape death by then.
The reason why he didn't kill the other party immediately was because after all, this was the territory of the four major families. Even if no strong man could come in now, he had to get out and he couldn't do things too badly.
As a result, although the Huang family would definitely be furious, Huang Peng was at fault first, so the Huang family would not have the shame to provoke.
But it's different when people die.
Han Dong was still thinking about Ling Han's sword. After a long time, he said: "I only touched less than one ten thousandth of the sword's intention." His face was full of fanaticism, that sword was too powerful.
It was completely different from the current swordsmanship and created another path.
Ling Han smiled and practiced the Thunder Sword Technique again. After reaching such a height, he no longer sticks to the form, but the artistic conception is more important.
It was impossible for Han Dong to comprehend the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. What Ling Han wanted to teach him was to break the rules.
This man was indeed not stupid. Three days later, he knelt down to Ling Han, bowed respectfully, and then turned around and left without entering the palace.
With this harvest, this trip has been completed. He will go back to retreat and realize the artistic conception of this sword. (To be continued.)