"Third Ancestor, what's the point of talking nonsense to him? Get rid of him and the magical power will be ours!" Zhou Yucheng shouted at the side.
"Yes!" Zhou Deyuan nodded and strode towards Ling Han. The aura of the God Transformation Realm spread out, which was not only a deterrent to Ling Han, but also a deterrent to others. It means that this kid is my favorite. Before you start,
You need to think about it first.
Ling Han looked at the two Zhou family members and couldn't help boiling with murderous intent. Because of Zhou Deyuan's action, he missed the Earth-shattering Seal before. What if he didn't have another chance to cut Zhou Deyuan into pieces?
He didn't bother to settle accounts with them before, but now that he has arrived at their door, Ling Han still needs to be polite?
He smiled faintly and said: "The so-called gunshot kills the first bird. No one else moved, but you two stupid birds jumped out. Isn't this looking for death?"
"How arrogant are you? Are you still arrogant in front of the Third Ancestor?" Zhou Yucheng pointed his halberd. If it weren't for his higher level, he really wanted to rush forward and tear Ling Han to pieces.
Zhou Deyuan also had a gloomy look. He stretched out his right hand, and the veins intertwined to form a bright light. He snorted coldly and grabbed Ling Han. His Yuan Power condensed and turned into a bigger palm, which fell from the sky and slapped Ling Han.
passed.
Extremely fierce, the purpose is to take Ling Han's life.
Ling Han stood still, and waited until the big hand was slapped down, then he took action, and a sword light was drawn out. Poof, the big hand was divided into two, and the brilliance disappeared.
"Ah!" Zhou Deyuan couldn't help but snorted. He held his right hand with his left hand, and saw a cut in his right palm. Blood was spilling out. The blood dripped to the ground, shaking the earth.
A trembling one.
The blood of a warrior in the realm of gods. It is definitely a treasure. If you meet an alchemist who has no scruples, you can even collect it and use it as medicine.
Zhou Deyuan quickly used his Yuan Power to block the loss of blood, but he was shocked to find that there was terrifying sword intent flowing in the wound. His Yuan Power was shattered as soon as it surged over, sealing countless wounds.
The blood is still flowing.
How is this possible? This kid's fighting power is so strong, and he was injured so badly with just one sword?
Zhou Deyuan couldn't believe it. A mere Spirit Infant Realm junior had bowed his head in acknowledgment of being slashed by him before. He didn't even dare to show his anger. If the other party was really that strong, how could he endure it?
"Third Ancestor!" Zhou Yucheng shouted tremblingly. In his mind, the four ancestors of the family should be capable of sweeping the world. How could they suffer at the hands of a kid?
Zhou Deyuan was both the source of his arrogance and the source of his confidence. Now that the Third Patriarch was actually injured by the opponent's sword, he immediately retreated. He was afraid of what might happen.
"Old dog, you insist on seeking death, so I have no choice but to help you!" Ling Han did not use the Xisheng Sword or the Demon Sheng Sword. He just waved them together. But with the magical power of Lei Dong Jiutian,
It is this magical power that wreaks havoc on the opponent's wounds, preventing the opponent's wounds from healing easily.
"I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Deyuan yelled. He took out his knife and slashed towards Ling Han while dancing.
Phew. A ray of sword light was drawn out, which was more than ten feet long. It turned into an angry dragon.
Ling Han also drew his sword. After all, the opponent was at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm. He could be said to have hit the opponent carelessly with the previous blow, but it should not be underestimated. What he used was the Demonic Sword, which could be used to deal with people like Zhou Deyuan.
It is enough for people and demons to create swords.
——If the Demonic Sword still has a weapon spirit, it will definitely be very aggrieved. Do you think I am also a tenth-level spiritual weapon, and I am going to be reduced to the realm of killing the gods?
Brush, the sword light shot out, it was only about ten feet long.
The power of the awn is determined by its length and thickness. The longer and thicker the awn, the more terrifying the lethality of the awn. Therefore, when he saw that the awn shot by Ling Han was only one foot long, Zhou Deyuan immediately became convinced, and Zhou
Yucheng also regained his confidence. He actually doubted his ancestor. He really thought highly of that kid.
puff!
The sword light and the sword light struck each other, and poof, the sword light actually broke into two from the middle!
The two blades of sword light still swept over according to their original trajectory, but they passed through Ling Han's left and right sides without even giving in. But the sword light continued to sweep towards Zhou Deyuan like a peerless magic weapon.
Zhou Deyuan was shocked and quickly jumped up to dodge, with a look of horror on his face.
How could it be possible that his sword light was so inferior in quality to Ling Han's sword light? In a direct confrontation, it was destroyed by the opponent's sword light. It was really like a rotten wooden sword encountering a real sword and being destroyed at the first touch.
He couldn't help but tremble a little. The thicker and longer the sword radiance is, the better and the more lethal it is. But like the sword energy, the sword radiance also depends on two other points - the warrior's understanding and the grade of the weapon used.
That sword!
Zhou Deyuan never believed that Ling Han's understanding of the way of swords far exceeded his mastery of the way of swordsmanship, so there was only one explanation. The spiritual weapon in the opponent's hand was too high in grade, which caused the sword light to be shot out to be extremely fierce.
In terms of quality, it not only makes up for a big gap, but can also crush him in turn.
"Haha, this belongs to me too!" He made up his mind, thinking that Ling Han relied on the power of the spiritual weapon, not his own strength - although the spiritual weapon was also a part of his strength.
He charged out again, unfolding his body skills, trying to make Ling Han swing his sword in vain with a dazzling speed. He killed Ling Han with another blow and seized the sword and magical power.
Ling Han stood still, as if he couldn't capture his figure at all.
Zhou Deyuan couldn't help but be overjoyed. He suddenly appeared behind Ling Han and slashed out with his sword, slashing towards Ling Han's neck.
Die, die!
Brushing, slashing through with a knife, Zhou Deyuan was happy at first, and then shocked, there was no trace of Ling Han in front of him!
A strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart. Sure enough, a voice sounded from behind him, saying: "Why, are you looking for me?" He was so horrified that his anus tightened, and cold sweat suddenly fell down his body.
, quickly turned around and slashed out with his sword.
Brushing, the sword light flashed, biting and cold.
But, it was empty again!
Could it be?
Just when Zhou Deyuan's heart was in shock, another voice came from behind: "I won't play with you anymore."
No!
Just as Zhou Deyuan was about to scream, poof, he felt a chill on his vest, and he saw the tip of a sword piercing through his chest, piercing his heart. He was angry and frightened, and was unexpectedly struck by Ling Hanru.
It was a cat playing with a mouse, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
You are too underestimating a person in the realm of God Transformation. How could he die so easily at such a height? His vitality is too powerful, so what if his heart explodes? He can use his energy to condense it, and then take the life-saving medicine.
Medicine, you can still live!
But if you pierce my body with a sword, and I swing it again, how can you hide?
Zhou Deyuan wanted to turn around and draw the sword, but he immediately unleashed his Yuan Power like a flood that had opened a floodgate. It was released like a flood, and he couldn't gather it up. Bang, he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword, and the sword fell.
The tip of the knife fell and cut off half of his right foot!
What is the difference between the state of transformation and body refining, which has lost the protection of Yuanli? (To be continued.)