All the emperor's disciples looked at Ling Han coldly, with murderous intent hidden behind them.
In their opinion, it doesn't matter if they kill a mere guard. How dare he act so arrogantly in front of them?
"Haha, True Dragon City is really weird. There is a Nine Kings, and there is someone as ignorant as you!" The former disciple of the great emperor said coldly. His name is Guo Ming, and he is Zhu Yancheng's sixth disciple.
disciple.
Ling Han was unhappy: "Can you speak human language?"
"How dare you be so arrogant?" Everyone was surprised. Doesn't this guy have any brains?
Why would a mere guard dare to talk back to the Emperor's disciples?
Or is it that the True Dragon lineage has been led astray by the Nine Kings, thinking that since the Nine Kings have swept through the Saint Realm, they, the servants, can also be arrogant and domineering?
snort!
"If you disrespect us, you will suffer the consequences!" Guo Ming said, reaching out and grabbing Ling Han, trying to throw him away from the dead tree and old vines.
Ling Han shook his head helplessly, Mader, his character has collapsed again.
Why does he always lose his character so quickly?
Look, wasn't he very low-key this time? He didn't take the initiative to cause trouble at all, right?
"Am I too dazzling?" he murmured.
At this time, Guo Ming's big hand had caught Ling Han, but when he was about to throw Ling Han out, he was embarrassed because he found that Ling Han was not moving at all and could not be lifted up at all.
Hiss, what the hell is this?
Guo Ming was stunned for a moment, then he exerted force with one hand and continued to pull, but it was still useless.
Suddenly, his face felt hot.
Others didn't fight back, but I was still helpless. How could I save my face?
He stretched out his other hand, grabbed Ling Han, and then shouted, trying to throw Ling Han out.
However, it's still of no use at all.
Ling Han stood there, as if there were roots under his feet.
Guo Ming was shocked. Could it be that this guard's cultivation level was still higher than his own?
But he is already a seven-star saint. Even if Ling Han is a nine-star saint, can't he still be suppressed with his high talent?
"You'd better go on your own." Ling Han took action, and with just one wave, Guo Ming flew out, and then hit a big tree heavily.
As he was flying out, he saw the color change on Guo Ming's face, as if he had been greatly frightened. Therefore, as soon as he landed, he immediately wanted to escape back, but it was too late.
Then, a purple thunderbolt suddenly burst out from the old vine and killed Guo Ming.
Guo Ming wanted to hide, but the speed of the thunderbolt was too fast. How could he escape?
"Ah!" He screamed, his whole body was covered in smoke, and a smell of meat also wafted out.
Here, here, here, purple thunder followed one after another. Even if Guo Ming wore silver armor and greatly improved his defense, it was useless. The purple thunder seemed to be able to ignore this layer of defense and hit his body directly.
After a few times, Guo Ming was seen lying on the ground, with traces of burning energy coming out of his body.
"Is You Qi mature?" Ling Han guessed, this was the judgment of a professional foodie.
Huh, for a moment, the other disciples of the Great Emperor all looked over.
"Who are you?" An Heming asked, with a hint of caution and a hint of shock in his tone.
He threw Guo Ming out with a wave of his hand, so lightly, as easily as throwing a piece of waste paper out. How powerful is this?
Guard level...how can I have it?
Ling Han sighed and said, "Do you know what I hate the most?"
How do we know?
Although he said this in his heart, An Heming still suppressed the urge to take action and said in a deep voice: "What is it?"
"It's just a broken character!" Ling Han vomited bitterly, "You can understand that you tried your best to hide your identity and infiltrate the enemy, but in the end you were forced to reveal your identity because of a trivial matter?"
Nima, what kind of complaints are you making?
An Heming snorted: "Sure enough, you are a fake!"
Not only Ling Han, but also that bitch dog, monkeys, and four-legged snakes, just to name a few, how could the True Dragon Emperor have such strong tastes and accept such a disciple?
Ling Han smiled: "Since the character is ruined, I can only silence you all!"
With a thought, he transformed into his original appearance.
Naturally, it would be impossible for everyone to recognize him. After all, he didn't look like the "Nine Kings" at all.
An Heming laughed loudly: "Who do you think you are?"
In addition to the infinitely evil Nine Kings, is there another person in the world who can single-handedly defeat the Seven Aces?
No! Impossible!
"Capture him and torture him about his origins!"
"Um!"
All the great emperor's disciples nodded, all of them showing their fierceness.
"Come on!" Ling Han raised his fingers, looking extremely contemptuous and full of provocation.
"Come together!" An Heming shouted. The opponent's strength was so strong that he did not dare to be careless.
Therefore, it is better to be on the safe side and beat him up.
Whoosh, whoosh, everyone jumped out one after another.
Ling Han sighed, looking uninterested.
Before, the seven aces teamed up to fight him, and he easily solved them.
What now?
His strength has improved a lot, but there are only four aces here. How much bigger has the contrast between strength and weakness been?
Ling Han stretched out his hand, but he didn't see how fast he was or how mysterious his moves were. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took down a person, and then, whoosh, he smashed it towards the dead tree and old vine.
Now, the purple thunder rose again and struck at the man wildly.
Ling Han didn't make any more moves, he just dodged and observed from the side.
After a while, the man lay motionless on the ground, and the thunderbolt did not hit him again.
Come again.
Ling Han casually grabbed another person and threw him towards the dead tree.
Still the same, the thunder struck, making the man scream in agony.
He downplayed it and didn't care, but in the eyes of An Heming and others, this was too terrifying.
Under their siege, Ling Han could still be so relaxed, arresting and humiliating people all at once, it was like entering a deserted place.
Is this opponent... the devil?
what to do?
They looked at each other, and both felt a strong chill.
"Sacrifice the holy weapon!" They took out the holy weapon one after another and attacked Ling Han again.
However, what's the use of this?
Ling Han punched out, not only the light of the holy weapon was dimmed, but the holy weapon was even shattered!
This, what kind of monster is this!
"Who the hell are you!"
"Is it the Emperor?"
Everyone's hair stood on end. Apart from the Great Emperor, was there such a powerful being?
"It's rare to see a lot of strange things!" Ling Han shook his head and struck out repeatedly, knocking everyone down, and no one could escape at all.
As powerful as he is, he already has a hint of quasi-emperor power.
He smiled and threw a person to the dead tree: "How about it, do you know what it means that the wind and water have changed?"
Everyone was speechless. They just wanted to force Ling Han to get close to the dead tree, but they failed. You are not a victim at all, so how can things turn around?
If you don't do this, you will defeat them physically and continue to torture them mentally.
Who is this?
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