Xiao Qinglong stopped and wiped his forehead deliberately: "I underestimated you. You can actually block Master Long's hundreds of moves."
Did you win?
Niu Tengfei showed no joy at all, only an endless sense of humiliation.
A majestic member of the Silver Generation, in a one-on-one situation, he could only block a hundred moves, and that was even when the opponent gave up a hand.
What a shame!
"Hey, Brother Niu?" At this time, a voice came over, causing everyone to turn their heads and look over.
A group of seven people came from the left. The person who spoke was tall and tall, with a dignified appearance. There were two light snakes, one silver and one gold, wrapped around his body, which evolved all kinds of mysteries.
Niu Tengfei took a look and nodded: "Brother."
The young man entwined with gold and silver snakes is the silver generation of the Tianbei Imperial Clan, named Lian Xiangjie.
Niu Tengfei forcibly cheered up. He didn't want more people to know about the scandal that he almost lost to Xiao Qinglong. He quickly asked: "Why is Brother Lian here?"
"Oh, the saint of the family was exploring in the magic mist, so we had nothing to do, so we walked around nearby. Unexpectedly, we happened to meet Brother Niu." Lian Xiangjie said, and then glanced at Ling Han and the others, "This
Who are the three?"
"Oh, from Nine Suns Holy Land." Niu Tengfei said casually.
Lian Xiangjie immediately showed disdain, Holy Land?
Haha, when will the Holy Land be able to be on an equal footing with the Imperial Clan?
"Brother Niu, you really have the leisure to talk to a few scumbags from the Holy Land?" he said unceremoniously.
"Hey, hey, who are you talking about, you scumbag?" the big black dog immediately retorted.
Lian Xiangjie stared at the big black dog with stern eyes: "If it weren't for Brother Niu's sake, I would kill you if I said this to you."
Ling Han snorted: "Oh, you should give me a try."
"You think I don't dare?" Lian Xiangjie said proudly.
Even the other six members of the family sneered. This was their emperor's son, and he was also of the silver generation. The only people in the world who could defeat them at the same level were the golden generation.
Obviously, Ling Han is not from the golden generation.
"Boy, kneel down and apologize to our emperor immediately!"
"If you want to survive, you'd better know your identity!"
"The Imperial Clan, high above us, supported by the nine heavens!"
They said one after another, with proud expressions on their faces.
The three members of the Niu family kept their mouths shut. They neither expressed any intention of quarreling with each other, nor did they intend to break up the fight. They looked like they were staying out of the matter.
They have suffered a loss, so naturally they don't mind letting the Lian family suffer a loss as well, so that no one can laugh at anyone.
"Kneel down!" Lian Xiangjie shouted softly, and buzz, a hill appeared out of thin air and moved toward Ling Han to suppress him, trying to make him surrender without a fight.
This is actually a mountain of thought power formed by the soul. As long as a person's will is broken, no matter how strong you are, it doesn't matter.
Ling Han stood proudly, with the mountain of mental power hanging above his head, but he could not suppress it no matter what.
This made the people of the Lian family stunned, hissing, this kid is a bit strong, he can actually match the soul pressure of their emperor's son.
Lian Xiangjie was also slightly surprised. Although this was just mental pressure, as the emperor's son, his mental power was of course astonishingly strong. When faced with people who were not the emperor's son, he could usually defeat his opponent with a soul-level impact.
Now, this opponent was actually able to resist, which really surprised him.
"Unexpectedly, there is a talent in the Holy Land!" He said calmly, somewhat recognizing Ling Han, "However, how many moves can you block when this emperor takes action?"
Ling Han couldn't help but smile: "Well, let me give you one hand, and if you can block three of my moves, you will win."
puff!
Hearing this, the first people to shout out were not the Lian family, but three Niu Tengfei.
Hey hey hey, are you all too arrogant?
Just now, Xiao Qinglong said that he would give up one hand, which still left room for a hundred moves. You actually only said three moves?
So crazy!
The seven members of the Lian family were angry, especially Lian Xiangjie. The dignified silver generation was actually looked down upon by others. How could he not be angry?
"Okay!" He stared at Ling Han with a stern look, "If you can't block my three moves, you're going to die!"
He took action boldly and blasted towards Ling Han.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Ling Han casually slapped Lian Xiangjie on the face.
Crisp and loud.
sky!
At this moment, even the members of the Niu and Emperor Clan were trembling all over, feeling an indescribable chill.
What three moves? Just one move.
A dignified member of the silver generation couldn't even resist a move and was slapped in the face.
This, this, this!
Lian Xiangjie covered his face with one hand and stared at Ling Han with his eyes. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Ling, Han!"
Apart from Ling Han, there is no other person in the world who can be so evil, especially since these three people are from Nine Sun Holy Land. If he hasn't reacted yet, then he is too stupid.
"Xiaohanzi, how did your character collapse so quickly?" Xiao Qinglong immediately laughed, "Look at Master Long, he is also scorning the Silver Generation, but his identity has not been discovered!"
Ling Han also sighed. He was too impatient. Otherwise, like the little green dragon, he would drag out hundreds of moves before defeating the enemy, and his identity would naturally be exposed.
But it doesn't matter, the Saint of Nine Mountains is here, and he has the "Emperor's Weapon" in his hand, who dares to mess around?
With a thought, he transformed into his true self.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Lian Xiangjie gritted his teeth, filled with hatred.
Ling Han's momentum has been established. Everyone knows that the Silver Generation is no longer his opponent. He even defeated one of the Golden Generation and was forced to break through to the leader level in advance.
Therefore, it is not shameful for the Silver Generation to lose to Ling Han, but the problem is that he was also slapped by Ling Han. With such shame and humiliation, how will he see anyone in the future?
"Xiao Jiejie, you should feel honored." The big black dog said sternly, "In the future, you can tell people that I am the one who could take a slap from Emperor Ling Han with my face and not die!"
"Yes, yes, this is enough for you to leave your name forever." Xiao Qinglong nodded immediately.
These two guys are so mean-mouthed that they can drive people crazy just by opening their mouths.
Lian Xiangjie was so angry that he trembled all over and suddenly raised a green gong and drum.
The big black dog couldn't help but laugh and said: "Xiao Jiejie, don't be so high-profile. After all, Xiao Hanzi hasn't become the emperor yet. It's too early for you to beat the gongs and drums and say that you received a slap from Emperor Ling Han with your face."
Bang!
Lian Xiangjie struck the gong and drum suddenly, and suddenly, sound waves swayed out, ripples layer by layer.
Soon, the ripples turned into swords, all emitting divine light, and slashed towards Ling Han and the others.
Ling Han was surprised that this attack actually reached the quasi-religion level.
It seems that this gong and drum is a leader-level magic weapon. When activated by Lian Xiangjie, it can exert quasi-leader-level power.
With a thought in his mind, Ling Han sacrificed the staff.
Who is afraid of whom?
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