"Hey, you really don't have any sense of humor. I'm just joking with you." Ling Han smiled and shook his head, "There are so many people here, how could I drug you?"
Zhao Qingfeng still wants to vomit blood. What kind of sense of humor do you want me to have to appreciate such a joke?
Besides, you know there are a lot of people here!
Ling Han smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Strong laxatives are boring. What I am giving you is a powerful charm potion, which will make you particularly interested in furry things and get out of hand."
"You, you lied to me!" Zhao Qingfeng trembled a little.
If it is true, then he will be miserable. He will go up and make a fuss when he sees a furry thing. Will he still have the nerve to be a human being in the future?
Even though he is a martial arts genius and a top four-killer, this is Alchemy City and there are four-star alchemy masters here. It is absolutely trivial to refine the elixir that makes him lose control.
Ling Han sighed and shook his head: "I told you that you have no sense of humor, and it's true."
Day, are you kidding me again?
Zhao Qingfeng was furious. He clenched his fists with both hands and roared to the sky. The roar turned into sharp swords, branded with the symbols of the great avenue, which was extremely terrifying.
This roar was the outpouring of his anger.
But such power also shows one thing, that is, his strength has indeed recovered and returned to its peak state.
"Come fight!" he shouted loudly, the veins on his forehead jumping.
"My godfather is so good at talking!" Shi Yu clapped her chubby little hands.
"What is talk?" Shi Lei looked confused.
"You can make people angry to death with your mouth." Shi Yu explained.
"Oh, that godfather is really awesome." Shi Lei's confusion turned into admiration, "I also want to learn how to talk!"
The two little guys seemed to be talking about cross talk, and the childish voice reached Zhao Qingfeng's ears, making his anger burn to the extreme.
Bang bang, all the clothes on his body were torn apart.
His clothes are by no means simple. They are made of quasi-immortal gold drawn into silk and fused with the hair of immortal beasts. They are incredibly tough and have a very good defensive effect. But now they are bursting with anger.
What is this concept?
"His fighting power has become stronger again!"
"Oh my God, I've already reached the top four times, and I'm already standing on the top. How can I still improve my combat power?"
"Now even if the woman just now fights him again, the outcome will be hard to say."
"Ling Han...he's asking for trouble now."
"Tch, who told him to be so mean-mouthed that he insists on teasing others? The people around him have obviously defeated Zhao Qingfeng and have the upper hand, but he insists on playing by himself. Well, now he will suffer the consequences."
Now Ling Han should accept the challenge. Ninety-nine percent of the time he is going to lose, so why should he not accept the challenge? If he is so cowardly in public, will he still have the face to see others in the future?
The dilemma was actually a hole dug by Ling Han for himself. Who could blame him?
At this time, it was difficult for people from Alchemy City to come forward. After all, this was a demon created by Ling Han himself.
Ling Han smiled and said calmly: "Let's fight. No matter what you yell, do you have a great voice?"
He had considered Zhao Qingfeng as his opponent before, but as his cultivation level reached the fourth level, Zhao Qingfeng was no longer worthy of being his opponent. Fighting against him would not make him progress, so he was naturally careless.
"Death!" Zhao Qingfeng roared, and his body shot out, creating a powerful force in the world.
Although he was furious before, he had not lost his mind. Instead, he had been taking advantage of the opportunity to prepare a big move. Now he came out like an angry dragon out of the sea.
This was his most brilliant blow.
Ling Han shook his head and parried past.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and Zhao Qingfeng and Ling Han had already fought each other, raising the terrifying light of rules and shooting in all directions.
This is not a martial arts arena, how can it be protected by formations?
Several strong men take action at the same time, each responsible for the power fluctuations flowing in one direction, so as not to accidentally injure others.
On the court, Ling Han and Zhao Qingfeng both took a few steps back.
have equal shares.
But everyone was shocked and even their scalps went numb.
Everyone could clearly see the power of Zhao Qingfeng's attack. It was definitely a super powerful attack that surpassed Zhan Chen, but Ling Han downplayed it and neutralized it by raising his hand casually. What kind of strength is this?
Invincible!
Everyone was speechless. No one could find any words to describe Ling Han's monster and power. Maybe he was an emperor at the top, and could even compare with Yan Xianlu?
Such thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, and then everyone shook their heads, feeling that they were thinking too much.
No matter how fierce Ling Han is, there is no way he can match Yan Xianlu. This is a true godless person. Anyone of the same era and realm as him is destined to be eclipsed by him.
"I don't believe it!" Zhao Qingfeng's eyes were red. He punched his chest suddenly and spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura increased to a higher level, but he didn't give up and slapped his chest again and again.
With every blow, his aura becomes stronger and the red color in his eyes becomes thicker. His whole body almost turns into evil energy, like a peerless sword, exuding a murderous aura that splits the sky.
He wants to prepare the most powerful blow in his life. If this blow can be successful, his energy and spirit will be sublimated, and he may be able to open the door to the Five Slashes immediately. But if it fails, then the source will be consumed
It was too big and there was no hope of breakthrough, so he could only kill himself.
This is a blow that is either successful or not, a blow that puts the dignity of life on the line.
A madman, a madman who lives only for martial arts, and who only wants to become stronger.
Ling Han still didn't care, but it was a pity that Zhao Qingfeng's previous performance was too poor. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind showing some respect and sending this person off.
"I won't die, it will only be you who will die!" Zhao Qingfeng's eyes were already blood red, the bronze fairy fetus was fully activated, and his whole body turned into a bronze sword, covered with mysterious symbols.
This is the Dao symbol of the Immortal King level. Under his urging at the cost of his life, several more symbols finally bloomed.
And the evil spirit rose, entangling him like substance, raising his destructive power to another level.
At this moment, Zhao Qingfeng was confident that his lethality was unmatched by Zhanchen, and no one could compare with him.
In this case, how could Ling Han, who was also in Zhan Chen's territory, block his attack?
die!
He rushed out, turned his body into a sword, and delivered the most brilliant blow.
The sword shines brightly in the sky. Even from hundreds of millions of miles away, you can see the sword breaking through the sky. The sword's light is like a blazing light and it seems that it will never dissipate.
Boom, this sword slashed towards Ling Han with incomparable splendor.
Ling Han didn't dodge or dodge, he just raised his finger slightly and pressed towards Zhao Qingfeng.
At first glance, it looks like a mantis using its arms as a cart.
The sword light fell, and the glorious light was released. No matter how strong the Zhanchen realm was, it would be impossible to see through such sword light, and the eyes would be as if they were blind.
And when the sword light gradually dimmed and disappeared, Ling Han could be seen holding up his finger, slightly above his head, pressing it on the edge of the sword. It was obviously just a finger, but it was like the Dingtian Divine Peak holding up the heavens for all eternity.
Such a powerful blow was actually blocked by one finger!