Chapter 1662 Is It My Turn?

Ling Han didn't go back for a long time before he met a group of people from the Zhao family.

After discovering the "Destroyer", the Zhao Clan also resolutely gave up their plan to attack the Lang Clan. Instead, they communicated with the Lang Clan. The two tribes sent strong men together to search for Xiaogu in this vast area.

As for Ling Han is extra, kill him by the way.

In the ancestral training of every tribe, there are instructions about the destroyer, to kill at any cost.

There were ten members of the Zhao clan, led by a strong man from the Nine Rings. After discovering Ling Han, they were shocked at first, they didn't expect the other party to run out so carelessly.

Therefore, after the Nine Rings powerhouse was stunned for a moment, he realized that he raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, sending out a summoning signal.

Ling Han didn't stop it, just in time, let's all come together and catch them all.

After a while, one after another figures flew towards them, all of them were experts with nine rings, and more masters with seven and eight rings were rushing over from all directions. Did they come to encircle Ling Han and Xiaogu, but is helping with the search.

"Very good, I knew I couldn't escape, so I came out to die!" said a Zhao Clan elder, his face livid.

Ling Han glanced over, and said with a smile: "We haven't got all the people, so just wait!"

"I don't know what to say!" A strong man made a move, and his soul power condensed into a black giant elephant, crushing towards Ling Han.

He is a strong member of the Lang family, ●【长●【风●【文●【学，w■ww.cf≡wx.ne╨t has never fought against Ling Han. In his opinion, such a small person is natural It was because he slapped him to death.

With a flash of Ling Han's figure, he dodged the blow. He said lightly: "I've always liked to be reasonable, and I always give people a chance to choose. Now, those who don't want to be my enemy immediately back off, otherwise, after I make a move, those who still appear here... is my enemy!"

People from the Zhao and Lang clans all sneered, and they dared to speak so brazenly even if their cultivation was equivalent to the late stage of Nine Rings.

"I'll also give you a choice. Kneel down and crack your head a hundred times, and you can save your life." The strong man of the Lang family said coldly.

Ling Han sighed, and said: "You know, you are very annoying!" He snapped his fingers, hey, a sword light shot out, the speed was astonishingly fast, and before anyone could react, it had already penetrated through the back of the head of the strong man of the Lang family out.

The face of this strong man from the Lang family was completely blank, his eyes quickly lost their brilliance, and he fell limply to the ground, with blood gushing out, he was already dead.

hiss!

There was a dead silence in the audience, this is a strong man at the peak of the Nine Rings, but he was killed by a single blow, this, this, this, this, this is terrifying!

How is it possible, the person who clearly has the green light is the destroyer, as long as he is killed before he becomes stronger, it will be fine, why is this guy even more terrifying?

Everyone took a step back involuntarily, and some timid people screamed and ran away.

Ling Han's eyes were cold, he had already given these people a chance.

If you want to kill someone, you have to be prepared to be counter-killed. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

He flicked his fingers again and again, and as the sword energy fluttered one after another, people from the two tribes of Zhao and Lang fell down one after another.

"Gather together!" A strong man yelled, which reminded everyone to gather together, but in the process, at least half of them died.

"How is it possible!" The elders of the Zhao clan all exclaimed,

"Ten days ago, he was chased and fled by us. How did he become so powerful now?"

The members of the Lang family are about to cry, they shouldn't be in this muddy water at all, it's none of their business, what should we do now?

All the powerhouses teamed up and finally blocked Ling Han's attack. There are almost twenty powerhouses at the peak of the nine rings, which is still very powerful.

There were still people rushing over. When the Zhao Clan Chief and the Lang Clan Chief appeared together, they finally let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"This kid!" The patriarch of the Zhao clan couldn't help but turn green when he saw the corpses all over the ground. At least half of the people here are the elites of the Zhao clan, but now they have been slaughtered. To be overthrown by the tribes in the middle reaches.

He roared and boomed, drawing the power of the entire tribe into his body, increasing his combat power crazily, and black runes gushed out of his body, turning into black chains.

"Death!" He roared, those black chains immediately clanged and shot towards Ling Han, trying to pierce his body.

Ling Han was too lazy to even hide, letting these chains bombard him.

Ding ding ding ding, the chain hit him, but it only stirred up sparks, and it couldn't hurt him at all.

What!

The powerhouses of the two tribes, who had just returned to the army, fell to the bottom of their hearts again. Such a berserk attack could not even break through Ling Han's defense, it was simply hopeless.

As soon as the patriarch of the Zhao Clan gritted his teeth, the chains immediately entangled Ling Han tightly like snakes, one after another, almost only Ling Han's head was left exposed.

Although they are another cultivation system, they also have to divide the accumulation of soul power and the perception of the Dao, but what they comprehend is not the rules of the ancient world, but the rules flowing in the big river next to them.

Those chains were transformed by the rules he had realized, reaching the peak of the Nine Rings, and he believed that Ling Han would never be able to break free.

Who let this kid grow up?

"Hurry up, the ancestor has already trapped him!" Zhao clan patriarch said loudly.

"Kill!" The patriarch of the Lang clan and the powerhouses of the two tribes shot at the same time, and killed Ling Han. At this time, in their minds, Ling Han's threat had already surpassed Xiaogu, and they had to be killed.

"Yeah!" Xiaogu roared angrily, and it also killed it.

Wuxiang Shengren and Tianfeng Goddess did not move. First, they would die if they went up, and second, they were full of confidence in Ling Han. Since he did this, he must have full confidence.

Almost forty strong men at the peak of the Nine Rings arrived, and launched their strongest attacks one after another, blasting towards Ling Han.

Ling Han showed his face and smiled, how many times were the peak saint kings in the Heavenly Tribulation before, how many times stronger than your battle, didn't he just take care of it casually?

Bang bang bang bang, countless attacks poured down, and the earth trembled. If it weren't for this most likely part of the fairyland, the earth would not be able to bear it. Even so, there is still a large amount of mud and dust moving in the sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun.

It took at least ten breaths in a row before someone stopped attacking one after another. When the last person also stopped attacking, the dust gradually fell, and the vision returned to clarity.

However, after seeing it clearly, everyone was almost desperate.

Ling Han was still bound in chains, but he looked relaxed. If it weren't for the fact that the chains that bound him were also severely damaged, who would have believed that he was bombarded by forty nine-ring peak powerhouses just now?

"It's my turn?" Ling Han smiled, and with just a light struggle, the chains that bound him were broken inch by inch.

He, dressed in Tsing Yi, is elegant and unrestrained. (To be continued.)