The Third Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-One Chapters Protect the Short

Luo Zaiyuan's physique was amazing, and he rushed over all the way, as if being crushed by a giant beast. This momentum alone can scare many people into paralysis.

"Go away!" He shouted, his palms together, and patted Ling Han.

Boom, the endless force rolled and turned into a strong wind.

This blow is a bit strong.

Ling Han unfolded his square fist and greeted the opponent.

Bang!

One blow to the next, Ling Han suddenly slipped back, while Luo Zaiyuan stood proudly like a mountain.

Ling Han took three steps back, then two steps back, and then took another twenty steps back.

This strong man has reached six layers of overlapping strength.

Ling Han was astonished, this is the person with the most power stacks he has ever seen so far.

Quartet can't win.

Ling Han said in his heart that Sifang Fist can only stack two gravity, and his original strength is not as strong as Luo Zaiyuan, so if he uses Sifang Fist to fight the enemy, he will be at a disadvantage.

He didn't want to expose the Demon Monkey Fist, but he was someone who was not willing to lose. He could win, so why did he deliberately lose?

done!

"Captain Luo is great!"

Seeing that Luo Zaiyuan had the upper hand with one blow, the people of Yunmo Banner shouted loudly and waved the flag to cheer for him.

People from Xuan Qingqi made a sarcastic statement: "The twelve meridians bully the ten meridians, so what's there to be proud of."

There was a war of words on both sides, and Luo Zaiyuan attacked again, running towards Ling Han.

Ling Han rubbed his body up, took the initiative to attack, the Monkey Fist unfolded, and he superimposed seven gravity.

Bang bang bang bang!

He and Luo Zaiyuan slammed into each other, obviously it was just one blow, but they seemed to have slammed into each other six or seven times in an instant, with sharp noises.

Ling Han was shaken back, but Luo Zaiyuan was also shaken back.

Everyone was immediately confused, who had the upper hand?

Naturally, only the two parties involved know this best. Luo Zaiyuan's face is full of prudence. He is at the peak of the twelve meridians, and his strength is as high as 100,000 catties. Naturally, Ling Han is not as good as him, and he looks like a few thousand catties. .

The problem is that the number of layers of overlapping power of the opponent exceeds that of him, so he has the upper hand in the previous six waves of power, but he did not expect Ling Han to be able to play the seventh layer of power, which suddenly shocked him back and forth.

Hiss, seven gravity!

He showed a startled expression, knowing that he also accidentally obtained the secret technique of Chiyan Palm, so that he could use six gravity, which made him almost no opponent in the four flags.

But now there is a person running out, and the superposition of strength actually surpasses him.

This!

Within ten moves, can he defeat the opponent?

Difficult, as difficult as going to the sky.

Ling Han let out a long whistle and took the initiative to attack. He was never passively beaten.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He and Luo Zaiyuan fought fiercely, almost in the blink of an eye, the two had already fought ten moves.

But Ling Han had no plans to stop, and of course Luo Zaiyuan couldn't stand to be beaten, so the two of them fought fiercely.

Seven gravity still can't handle it?

Ling Han snorted softly and superimposed his power to the eighth floor.

Immediately, he clearly had the upper hand on the scene.

Ling Han had to deal with his opponent as soon as possible. The time for the Tongmai Realm to be able to use his full strength was only two hours. Even if his meridians were wider and he could store more secret power, he would still be able to use eight times the acceleration. Hold for twenty minutes.

Therefore, he must solve Luo Zaiyuan as soon as possible.

If Ling Han breaks out again, if the eight gravity cannot win quickly, then use the nine gravity.

This extra burst of power is equivalent to one more twelve meridians attacking, and it is definitely not a joke.

boom!

Such an outbreak is not something that Luo Zaiyuan can match. He barely managed a dozen moves before being hit by Ling Han with a punch, and he stepped back ten steps in a row, with bloodstains on the corners of his mouth.

Lost, Luo Zaiyuan lost.

For a moment, the entire Yunmoqi was silent.

You must know that Ling Han is only ten meridians, and there is still huge room for growth. Now Luo Zaiyuan has been defeated, which means that for a long, long time, there will no longer be a meridian realm that can threaten Ling Han.

It can even be said that Ling Han is already invincible. As long as he does not enter the realm of blood exchange, there will be no opponents at the same level.

How can this prevent them from being mourned as a concubine?

On the contrary, the people from Xuan Qingqi shouted excitedly, all of them as if they had been beaten with blood. This is really proud, it has never been so cool.

"Ling Han!"

"Captain Ling!"

This seems to have become the camp of the Xuanqing Banner, with the boiling roar of the soldiers of the Xuanqing Banner flying.

"What's it called, it's so noisy!" Yun Moqi's people were originally unhappy, but they were naturally even more annoyed after hearing it.

"Can't you call it? The man is happy." Xuan Qingqi's people are excited, how can they stop?

"Depend on!"

Someone couldn't bear it any longer and threw the stone out.

"Dare to do it?"

"Fuck!"

Boom, the scene immediately became out of control. It was originally just a fight between a few people, but it quickly turned into a big melee.

More than 100 people got into group fights, all of them had at least ten meridians, and when their energy was released, they could hurt people at any time, and the scene was called chaos.

Ling Han let out a long roar, fighting in groups, he liked it the most.

"Stop!" After at least ten minutes, a majestic and furious voice sounded, like thunder, which shook everyone's ears, and then their blood boiled, as if their heads were about to explode.

Suddenly, everyone stopped, and some people even had blood flowing from their eyes.

A man jumped over from a distance. He looked like he was only forty years old, his expression was slightly sinister, and he was wearing a white strong suit. It could be seen that he had a blood-like aura boiling on his body.

The powerhouse of blood exchange!

"Meet the flag owner!" All the people in Yunmoqi knelt down.

Although the people in Xuanqingqi did not kneel, they all bowed their heads slightly, which is a necessary respect for the strong.

This is the flag owner of Yunmo Banner, Ji Xiuyu.

"Do you want to rebel?" Ji Xiuyu said coldly, her voice was not high, but it made everyone feel uncomfortable in their chests, as if their blood was boiling.

The blood exchange is too strong, this is a kind of qualitative crushing.

"How dare you make trouble in the camp, you are so bold!" He glanced at everyone, "Xuanqingqi, what's the matter with you?"

"It's just a discussion, why does Ji Qizhu make such a fuss?" A soft and beautiful voice sounded, and even Xuerong's figure appeared. She stood in front of Ji Xiuyu, wrapped in a strong suit, with a graceful figure, Concave and convex.

"You call this a sparring?" Ji Xiuyu pointed at the crowd, many of whom were bleeding.

"What is it if it's not a discussion?" Lian Xuerong said coldly, she turned her head, and said to Xuan Qingqi's humane, "You guys are very busy, right? It seems that you have less training! Go back with me immediately, and then In ten days, you double your daily training volume."

Tsk, this is short-sighted, when a big thing comes out of her mouth, it's like two people playing at home.

Hearing this, Xuan Qingqi's people all showed bitterness, and the training volume was doubled, it was going to be hard.