The Third Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty-Sixth Chapters Fierce Battle

"It's really a bit powerful!" Tong Miao was surprised, he believed that Ling Han was a six-bones cultivation, so he would also pull his cultivation to the six-bones, a fair fight.

He was confident that he was invincible at the same level, and now he was not able to gain the upper hand with one blow, he was a little surprised.

Besides Dong Qi and Xin Ruyue, is there another genius who is not weaker than himself?

"Where are you from?" he asked.

"Xuanbei Kingdom Ling Han." Ling Han said lightly.

"Huh?" Tong Miao was even more surprised. In this world where martial arts can only be said to be primitive and hazy, how could such a genius emerge?

"Shuangjiao of the Imperial Capital, Hong Tianbu, Ling Han, so you are Ling Han!" Xin Ruyue had already stood up to watch the battle, and she couldn't help but sighed when she heard the words.

Tong Miao was at a loss, what kind of ghosts were Hong Tianbu and Ling Han?

Forget it, don't worry, it will only become the soul of his sword anyway.

"Death!" He swung his sword and slashed. The strength is equal, but the strength is equal. It does not mean that the combat power of the two is also equal. This is a completely different concept.

Martial arts, experience, and on-the-spot response will all determine the balance of victory and defeat.

A sword was slashed, and with a snort, there was a raging flame burning on the sword, and it fell towards Ling Han.

The sword has not yet arrived, but the scorching heat wave has already hit, making Ling Han feel that the hair on his skin is about to be scorched, and there are scorch marks on the corners of his clothes, and there is light smoke coming out.

Is this to let yourself run away?

Ling Han was furious, bang, he stimulated the energy of the stone, formed a protection in front of him, and then whistled softly, killing Tong Miao.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The iron fist continued to bombard the long sword, and I saw the tongue of fire spit out, the collision of high-level energy, and sparked dazzling sparks.

Xin Ruyue and Dong Qi were both watching the battle, and they glanced at each other with a hint of fear.

This alien is really strong.

Under normal circumstances, they have extremely high cultivation and can easily kill Ling Han. But in this trial ground, the battle will become relatively fair, and there is not much advantage in high realm.

And a peak can only come out of one person, that is to say, they are competitors with each other, and there is no room for compromise, only one person can stand out.

Therefore, Ling Han being so powerful also made them sound the alarm. It turned out that there was a third powerful competitor.

They watched the battle earnestly, capturing the flaws of Ling Han and Tong Miao.

Everyone has flaws, some are the techniques themselves are not perfect, and some are mistakes in cultivation.

The same is true for Ling Han and Tong Miao, they are both looking for each other's loopholes, so they are fatal.

However, their strength is extremely strong and close, the flaws are pitiful, and they are only fleeting when exposed. It is extremely difficult to catch and respond in such a fast-paced battle.

Only after they have fought for a long time and are familiar with each other's routines, can they really take advantage of each other's weaknesses and decide the winner and loser in an instant.

"Hahaha, happy! Happy!" Tong Miao laughed, "Although your realm is not high, your combat power is really not weak, and you are qualified to be the person who was killed by me and remembered his name."

Is this an honor?

Ling Han laughed: "The cowhide blows the sky!"

"You'll soon know if I'm bragging." Tong Miao didn't get angry, just showed a sneer, stretched out her left hand to the right, and didn't know how to move it, but she actually held her left and right hands. With a sharp sword.

Hey, can this be taken apart?

"Double swords are the only way to show my combat power!" Tong Miao stuck out her tongue and licked the sword, her face full of bloodthirsty madness.

"Perverted!"

"Crazy!"

"It's so ugly!"

The nurses said, but their eyes were bright and bright.

Ling Han shook his head: "It seems that I have to teach you a good lesson, otherwise what should I do if I let you bring bad children?"

"Poor mouth!" Tong Miao killed him and danced with both swords. A strange scene appeared. The sword in his right hand was still wrapped in flames, but the sword in his left hand was condensed with frost.

Obviously two diametrically opposed energies, but they were perfectly fused together by him, and they did not collide with each other.

One cold and one hot, this power is amazing.

Ling Han only felt that half of his body was hot, and the other half was cold, which greatly affected his blood flow and caused the operation of secret power to be somewhat sluggish.

Zoom in.

Ling Han snorted, the Monkey Fist turned, and suddenly, a violent aura circulated in Ling Han's body, making him seem to have transformed into an ancient demon monkey, lawless, capable of shattering the sky and slashing the ground.

Immediately, the impact of the cold and heat attack on him was greatly reduced, Ling Han rubbed his body out, and launched a counterattack at Tong Miao.

"Huh?" Tong Miao couldn't help but be surprised. He used both swords together, which has always been unfavorable. Even if he fought against Dong Qi and Xin Ruyue before, the two of them were greatly affected, but they also had powerful tricks, which made him also affected. Otherwise, he would have already chopped off the heads of the two of them.

But he was surprised, he naturally wouldn't be in a mess, his swords danced, and he slashed towards Ling Han.

This time, Ling Han did not cast the phantom of the ancient demon monkey, but merged with himself and played the role of resisting the cold and heat. It was only after seeing the monkey man fighting the big spider that he realized it. of.

Perhaps he only discovered one percent of the power of this boxing technique.

Dong Qi and Xin Ruyue were both surprised. Although they had resolved Tong Miao's double sword slash at the beginning, they were still affected, unlike Ling Han, who seemed to have nothing to do with it.

Why is this non-transformed people so evil? In contrast, it seems that he should have inherited the true meaning of martial arts, but they are savages.

"Haha, it's interesting, it's interesting!" Tong Miao became more and more mad. He suddenly boiled with blood, and his combat power suddenly soared. After a few slashes, Ling Han was unable to match.

Ling Han let out a long whistle, and his blood boiled, and he couldn't believe it.

The two fought fiercely, but this time it was Ling Han who had the upper hand.

This made Tong Miao, Dong Qi, and Xin Ruyue's faces moved. How could they not know that it meant that Ling Han's combat power was higher than theirs after boiling blood.

In fact, this increase is one of the criteria for measuring the potential of a martial artist, mainly the perfect degree of cultivation in the Tongmai realm.

Ling Han is dominant, indicating that he has cultivated the Tongmai realm to a more perfect level.

Hiss, this monster!

Tong Miao was speechless. He was an existence in a prison. Although it was a prison, there were countless masters in it. The Sect Master of Hengtian Sect was standing on the second step of Xiantu. The foundation is actually not as perfect as a foreigner?

He gritted his teeth, handed the sword in his left hand to his right hand, reunited it into one sword, and took out a small stone in his free left hand.

Slam, he squeezed it hard, and the stone shattered, and it shattered so thoroughly that it all turned into ashes.

Tong Miao took a deep breath, and all the ashes entered his mouth. Immediately, his eyes became red, and his aura was soaring, far exceeding the increase in blood boiling.

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