Chapter 1659: Ransom

The Zhao Clan dispatched a total of six strong men, which was obviously not their full strength, probably because they felt that this was enough to suppress Ling Han and the others.

Ling Han felt upset, glanced over, and said: "You guys better not mess with me, otherwise he won't be the only one lying here."

"Presumptuous!" The six shouted angrily at the same time.

Although they are not at the level of clan elders, they can all be called the strong in the Nine Rings, comparable to the strong in the early or even mid-term of the Holy King.

"Take him down!"

The six people made a move and attacked Ling Han.

Ling Han casually grabbed the big man from before, held the man's ankle, treated him as a weapon, and threw it at the six strong men.

Huh, he danced the Son of Man very vigorously.

The big man's face turned green with fright, and he quickly circulated his strength to his whole body, otherwise if he was bumped into or licked by a fellow clansman, he would definitely be shocked into blood foam immediately.

And those six people must not jump out of the way, so as not to accidentally injure the tribe.

"Fighting with hostages, what are you capable of!" They raged.

"You don't care about me!" Ling Han let out a long cry, holding the "big killer" to kill the six people, turning the big man like a sword, buzzing, he really turned out the sword energy, constantly from The big man's body burst out.

This made the big man suffer, even if he tried his best to protect him, how could he withstand Ling Han's sword intent, and his skin was torn apart and his flesh was bloody.

Ling Han got excited and threw the big man aside casually, and charged into the six of them, punching and kicking, and soon suppressed all six of them.

Under his extreme speed, no one could escape at all.

Xiaogu turned his head to one side to look at it, it is now a sponge, constantly absorbing everything, and in its mind, Ling Han is obviously the most influential, making it imitate Ling Han in every move.

Ling Han stood with his hands behind his back. Now that the trouble has reached this point, he doesn't want to stop easily.

After a while, another strong man from the Zhao family arrived, and this time there were more people, reaching the number of a hundred.

Ling Han had to sigh with emotion, there are so many masters here.

These hundred people are all strong Nine Rings, and there are more than a dozen people whose Nine Rings are all as black as ink, reaching the peak level of Saint Kings.

Seeing so many old enemies, Xiao Gu's eyes turned green. Fortunately, he kept Ling Han's words in mind, lowered his head, did not get angry, and no one noticed his abnormality.

Its intelligence is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more humane.

"Let me go!" said an old man wearing a five-foot-long feather crown. His feather crown was the longest, and he was obviously the patriarch of the Zhao clan. His face was cold, and there was anger in his eyes, like thunder.

Ling Han shook his head and said: "Old man, I don't like this commanding tone, let's talk about it with a different attitude."

"Looking for death!" A clan elder made a move, boom, when his big hand stretched out, black lines emerged, and the sun, moon and stars could be seen faintly, but it was completely different from the ancient world's skills.

Ling Han blasted out with a punch, tit for tat, not at all cowardly.

boom!

After a counter-bomb, the clan elder flickered, revealing a look of astonishment.

In his opinion, Ling Han's aura is much weaker than his - he has fought against other outsiders before, so although the two do not belong to the same cultivation system, they can help him judge.

But this fight took him by surprise, the opponent was not weak at all.

"Cough!" the patriarch of the Zhao clan opened his mouth. He stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling the clan elder not to make another move, and said, "Outsiders, if you want to make excuses, you can! Let them go immediately and apologize to us. A gift of apology."

"Patriarch!" All the clan elders exclaimed, isn't this too cheap for them?

The Patriarch of the Zhao Clan shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Take care of the overall situation!"

They are planning to start a war with the Lang clan in the near future. Naturally, they don't want unexpected things to happen at this juncture. After all, Ling Han has proved that his strength cannot be underestimated.

The elders of the clan were all angry, but they didn't object anymore. They all secretly decided that when Ling Han and the others returned, they must let them know how powerful they are.

Want to explore the secrets of the upper end? dream!

The ancestors of all races have jointly explored there long ago, but they are not allowed to get close at all, there is only a dead end to force it, so outsiders like Ling Han can only return the same way in the end.

They all looked at Ling Han, they could live a few more days if they were cheaper.

Ling Han shook his head and said: "Don't make any mistakes, I'm not here to excuse you! These seven people are now hostages, you can make a price, if the price is satisfactory, I will return them to you, otherwise If so, kill it now to ensure freshness!"

How dare you blackmail us?

All the strong members of the Zhao clan were furious, even the patriarch of the Zhao clan had a gloomy expression, revealing a murderous intent.

He gave in before not because he was afraid of Ling Han, but because he didn't want to disrupt the deployment of attacking the Lang clan.

Are you looking for death?

"Take it!" Zhao Clan Patriarch said coldly, finally losing his patience.

"Sixth, let's go together!" A clan elder came out. He was the seventh clan elder of the Zhao clan, and he and the sixth clan elder were brothers, and their cooperation was the tacit understanding.

"Okay!" The elders of the six clans also came out, and the two stood side by side, staring at Ling Han with cold eyes, with no expression on their faces, as if Ling Han was already a dead person.

Ling Han smiled slightly, Undoing King Ming's golden body's great supernatural powers stretched out with six arms, grabbed all six hostages on the ground, and used them as weapons: "Come and fight!"

this!

You are so shameless, you actually used hostages as weapons! What's more, it's fine to catch two, but you actually caught six. If you didn't have only six arms, would you want to arrest the last person too?

This thought also crossed Ling Han's mind, and he couldn't help thinking, since four more arms can be derived, can it go further and make this number reach six, eight or even more?

You can try it, it may take countless hours, but it is worth a try, isn't it?

The elders of the sixth clan and the elders of the seventh clan were both wary of throwing rats, they didn't dare to make a move, they could only stare blankly at Ling Han - never seen such a brazen person!

Ling Han said: "If you don't want to fight, then let's discuss the ransom, if it is lower, don't blame me for tearing up the ticket!"

The strong faces of the Zhao clan are all pale, but even if they are easy to appear here, there are still very few who can reach the ninth ring, and they are talents that must not be lost, because there are other tribes in the downstream. Weaken a little, and it will attack mercilessly and replace it.

Some were just defeated and retreated downstream, while some were directly destroyed and disappeared in the long river of history.

"One hundred top-level magic medicines!" The patriarch of the Zhao clan opened his mouth, waved his right hand in front of him, and threw out a lot of magic medicines. Because there were so many of them, it could be seen that there were obvious divine brilliance intertwined.

However, Ling Han snorted, and said, "You think I'm a beggar, and you want to send me away with this kind of thing?" The highest level of these magical medicines is only sixteen.

He made a sudden move, tore off a hostage's arm, and threw it towards the strong Zhao clan.

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