Cangshan didn't dare to be careless at all. He didn't fight back immediately, but took a deep breath, then turned his hands into claws, one forward and one right, one yin and one yang, and there were two groups of light, black and white, in the palm of his hand.
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Hey, he finally took action, and his speed was extremely fast. Many people felt that their eyes were blurred and they had lost sight of Cangshan.
They couldn't help but be horrified. If Cangshan wanted to kill them, would one move be enough?
Ling Han just punched out randomly, without using any magic, it was just a simple punch.
But it was such a simple punch, but it went straight to Huanglong.
Bang, Cangshan was immediately blown away.
Huh? Ah? Yeah?
Everyone was shocked again. What was going on? Why did Cangshan fly again?
The first time can be said to be careless, but what about the second time? You clearly know how powerful Ling Han is, but you still take it lightly?
Absolutely impossible.
So there is only one reason, and that is that Ling Han is too powerful.
Hiss, even those at the top of the Four Cauldrons have no power to fight back in front of him. How strong is this guy?
Five tripods? Six tripods?
There were several female cultivators here, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
The combination of a genius martial artist and a genius alchemist, the two together, was so bright that even Gan Ping and Lin Qi couldn't hide it.
Not far away, Cangshan climbed up from the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, with a sinister look on his face, but he didn't say anything and turned around to leave.
"Slow down!" Ling Han stopped him, "You're just leaving like that?"
"What else do you want?" Cangshan said angrily.
"Haha, I never like to provoke others, but after being provoked by others, if I don't kill my opponent, I have to convince him. When he sees me in the future, he will call me brother." Ling Han smiled, "Since everyone
We are all brothers, so I won’t kill you, I’ll just beat you until you call me brother.”
He took action and blasted towards Cangshan Mountain.
Although Cangshan was extraordinary, how could he be Ling Han's opponent? He could only be ravaged continuously and screamed repeatedly.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada, secretly thinking that Ling Han would definitely retaliate for his anger.
But they asked themselves, what would they do if it were them?
Many people nodded, it must be done, why should I be blackmailed by you?
"Do you accept it?" Ling Han asked after punching him.
"I don't accept it! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" Under the eyes of everyone, Cangshan certainly would not admit defeat. Ling Han didn't dare to kill him anyway, so he could definitely keep going.
Ling Han was very patient and punched him one after another. Each punch was done with great skill, avoiding Cangshan's vital points but maximizing the pain he suffered.
These ten punches and eight punches can be tolerated, but do they have to be like this forever?
Cangshan couldn't bear it either, so he finally gave in.
"I accept it." He said with his eyes closed, his face flushed.
Bang, another punch.
Cangshan opened his eyes, Damn, I've already given in, why are you still fighting?
"What did you forget?" Ling Han smiled slightly, but then punched him again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After another dozen punches, Cangshan finally came to his senses and said, "Brother, I'm convinced."
"Are you really convinced?"
"I'm really convinced."
Ling Han nodded with satisfaction: "Go ahead."
This time, Cangshan really had no temper at all. After getting up, he bowed to Ling Han and saluted, as if he were his younger brother, and then turned around and left.
Everyone looked at Ling Han with awe. Cangshan was already unattainable in their eyes, but Ling Han treated him like a dead dog and ravaged him. What kind of disparity in strength was this?
At this moment, I saw a man crawling out of the dry well.
"It's Wu Kan, he finally climbed up!" someone exclaimed.
This Wukan was the man who went down into the well three days ago, and now he finally climbed up.
Everyone looked around and saw bruises on Wu Kan's hands and neck. What was even more frightening was that there was a palm print on his cheek. The slender and unreasonably long fingers were definitely not Wu Kan's.
Kan printed it himself.
Could it be...that there is a ghost in the well?
Everyone shuddered and quickly asked Wu Kan.
"What, three days?"
Wu Kan jumped up immediately, with disbelief on his face: "I have only been climbing for more than ten minutes."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. This must be a ghost. There is no way they all remembered the time wrongly. Wu Kan must have been deceived and thought three days were ten minutes.
"Also, what's going on on your face?" everyone asked again.
"What happened to my face?" Wu Kan was confused.
Someone took out a mirror and showed it to him. Wu Kan looked at it and became even more confused: "There's nothing on my face."
When everyone took a look, something even stranger happened. The palm print on Wu Kan's face actually disappeared.
This...is really haunted.
"What did you see down there?" everyone asked.
"It's nothing, just a dry well." Wu Kan said.
"Are you done yet?"
"No." Wu Kan shook his head.
"Then why did you come back? Didn't you say you wanted to go to the end?"
"Yes." Wu Kan looked puzzled, looking very puzzled.
Ling Han became interested. He strode towards the dry well and looked down.
It was so dark that you could only see a dozen feet deep, and beyond that there was only darkness.
Ling Han activated his pupil technique again, and this time he saw almost a hundred feet away, and then it was still pitch black.
He jumped up and headed down the well.
The well was so narrow that it was difficult for a person to turn around, so Ling Han could only squeeze downward slowly.
He soon became impatient, the speed was too slow, he compressed his bones, and with a crackling sound, his size shrunk by half, and his figure suddenly accelerated.
He pressed his hands lightly on the well wall to maintain the current falling speed and prevent it from accelerating too fast and making him unable to stop.
Falling and falling, the scenery in front of me remains unchanged and extremely monotonous.
Um?
Ling Han was suddenly startled, how long has it been?
One minute, one hour, or... one day?
Ling Han used his hands to stop himself and looked down. It was still dark and bottomless.
He released his consciousness and saw a palm print on his cheek. His fingers were extremely long and slender, and he looked inhuman at first glance.
Same as Wukan?
Ling Han reached out and stroked the well wall, while sniffing gently, with a smile on his lips.
If it had been someone else, he would have been confused.
But unfortunately, he is not only an alchemist, but also an formation master.
It is difficult for these two identities to appear in one person, but he is such a freak.
Ling Han took out the monster core of the giant frog and held it in his mouth. At the same time, he opened the star light curtain and touched it on the wall of the well.
Yes, yes.
He slowly climbed down again, but stopped after reaching a hundred feet because he saw a hole that was so small that it was impossible for his body to pass through.
It didn't matter, Ling Han shrank in size again and landed in the cave.
"How could you possibly find out!" A voice came from the front, full of surprise.